haze

look at all the pretty things
that steal my heart away
i can feel i’m fading

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its been nice to finally take a break away from commitment. to take a step back and realise i’ve been packing my schedule with so much that is meaningless. and so i’ve got to make the most of these couple of days before work starts again. i guess we really can’t have it all. it’s either time or money.

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have i been changed by trackers? i’d like to think so. and yet at the same time although i have faith that God has begun working something from the inside, i still slip so easily into the old ways. constantly complaining, reacting without thinking, failing to seek His voice in all i do. so many wasted opportunities, so many slip ups. 

still, i trust in His providence

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i wonder if i’ll end up doing all the things i always said i wanted to do with the time i had before university. since the parents refuse to see the logic in letting me learn diving, that’s out (for now.) and kinabalu still seems so unconfirmed, though i certainly hope it materialises. the prospects of learning dance seem less probable by the day. well, at least i’ll be going to japan and back.

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nus felt weird today. perhaps i always though uni would feel magical, grown up somehow. the time i spent in law fac and cambridge as a visitor made me excited to begin, but kent ridge makes me want to run away and hide. maybe its the fact that its exam season, and the joy and aimlessness just vanishes from students when faced with this terror. i do hope i enjoy school when it starts though. the end of IB felt brilliant, if only it stays the same.

perhaps tomorrow’s visit to the alma mater will bring different reactions.

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fighting for what we already have received

lessons 2

good friday

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and so, this is one friday we should well and truly thank God for. funny how easy it is to forget the massive significance behind this annual commemoration. and the gravity of what was done for us.

therefore, live as children of the light.

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life with God is not a renovation, it is an overhaul. and, as with all breaking of walls and relaying of foundations, its gonna be painful.

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humility is about realising that we are nothing, and we deserve nothing. and if we know that, how can we begrudge God for not giving us something we wanted or felt we deserved. because, even the smallest blessing is a gift beyond our wildest dreams.

its so easy to know, yet so hard to feel

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stop wallowing.