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Monday, June 19, 2006
~ 12:06 AM ~
slept at 5. wanted to wake up at 8 to go for the 9am service, but i overslept. guess you would too if you only had 5 hours of sleep. went for 11am service..so anticipating to meet melissa after a long long time, but i never saw her. by the time i came out of service, everyone was in their respective venues. all in different places except the church. went home to get a change of clothing and then popped back in church waiting for floorball. all said they would be back at 2+, in the end became 3+. guess my life's full of waiting and waiting..

*i think im gonna make a resolve never to be early again. coz whenever i am, the rest are ALWAYS (i mean FOREVER) late. no point wasting time in waiting..lol

sat at the playground for an hour plus while waiting. seeing children running up and down, having so much fun. innocence. purity. joy. everything we lost ever since we entered a different world. a world full of everything we dont wanna face. stress. confusion. work. money. complicated.

somethimes its good just to unleash your inner child once in a while. like playing in the playground, or watching kiddie shows. it kinds of relives the memories of childhood. everything we had but lost. sitting down there we screams and shouts. cries and bruises. fathers picking up their children and comforting them. the carefree world of children. i would just like to experience it again. to everyone else, screams and cries are a nuisance. to me, music created by angels God sent into this world.

sitting on that slide and doing daily devotions. today's devotion was in total relevance to whatever i've been going through. it reminded me not to doubt God about anyhting. anytime i feel a calling i should go out and do it, never mind the obstacles coz God will clear it all for us.

We step out right with the recognition of God in some things, then self-consideration enters our lives and down we go. If you are truely recognizing your Lord, you have no business being concerned how and where He engineers your circumstances. The things surrounding you are real, but when you look at them you are immediately overwhelmed, and even unable to recognize Jesus. Then comes His rebuke, "..why did you doubt?" (Matthew 14:31) Let your actual circumstances be what they may, but keep recognizing Jesus, maintaining the complete reliance on Him.

If you debate even for one second when God has spoken, it is all over for you. Never start to say, "Well, I wonder if He really did speak to me?" Be reckless immediately - totally unrestrained and willing to risk everything - by casting your all upon Him. You do not know when His voice will come to you, but whenever the realization of God comes, even in the faintest way imaginable, be determined to recklessly abandon yourself, surrendering everything to him. It is only through abandonement of yourself and your circumstances that you will recognize Him. You will only recognize His voice more clearly through recklessness - being willing to risk your all

maybe i should just take a step of faith and just do whatever He calls me to. to step back and stop working so hard, watch His plans unravel in time.

waited till like 3+, talking to beryl. everyone seems so upset that their cg split, and its kinda like a norm to split now..to me at least. more waiting before the rest finally came. only had 7 sticks, so we played 3v3. mervin, leonard and me were in one team. modestly putting in, it was ownage. we kinda slaughtered every other group, only losing to leonard's sis team, who in tuen lost to everyone else, who won us, in which we won everyone but lost to them? i guess im not making any sense now. try blogging when you've only 5 hours of sleep in 2 days. changed teams when they found young adults came back with the other sticks. regrouped with mervin, sarah and yongling. lost the first game, won later and lost again. guess im getting better at defending..yipee :D
(note to self: never stand beside yongling or vera after they have scored. someday im gonna become deaf)

had loads of fun. the only pity being eddie didnt join us. playing tml again at 4pm. but not before i have a long run to sembawang and back again at 6 in the morning. and a study-period at 10 in church. followed by floorball at 4pm. im so booked tml, yet so free on tuesday, haiz truth be told i havent really revised much during holidays. DONT intend to still.

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