"Bugis"... and thankful.
Today I went for prayer meeting at Parkinson's steps for the first time and although it was short, I really felt then that we were living in what God really wanted for our lives - to meet up every day and pray, to live in community. Hopefully, we'll be able to pray for each other and to share more with each other too. The sense of being in a place where you know you should be at a particular time was very real. I remember once, for want of a word to describe this sense, I called it "Bugis". So I felt "bugised" today.
After that I discovered that I'd missed dinner, but Sunny called me and she'd taken some dinner for me. I am so blessed. Sure, I get stressed out at times and I do get sad about some things that I cry to Him about at night amidst reading Isaiah 53 (melodramatic!). But I can't help feeling that I've always been so blessed by Him, blessed with people who always bless me at the same time. Sometimes, you do feel slightly drained, but always always He is the one who restores your soul and sends people to comfort you and to encourage you. And even though some things in life can be so, so painful you know that you can always run to Him and cling on to the fact that He knows the plans He has for your life, plans to give you hope and a future. He will never give you second best!
Kenny Gan said, "When God doesn't give you something it's not because He doesn't love you. It's because He loves you so much that He knows that if He gives it to you, it will ruin you." That cut like a knife through my heart when I heard it. And since then I've learnt just to be happy with Him, and I'm still learning afresh every day (when things happen and I have to run to Him again and again). I look forward to the end of each day where I can just be myself with Him. Like a little girl.
Thank you, my lovely friends and cell group members... thank you for being there for me, for encouraging me, for loving me. Thank you for the cards and the warmth and the noodles and the listening ears and the phone calls and the century egg porridge and the texts and everything. Through you, I can really feel how much God loves me.
After that I discovered that I'd missed dinner, but Sunny called me and she'd taken some dinner for me. I am so blessed. Sure, I get stressed out at times and I do get sad about some things that I cry to Him about at night amidst reading Isaiah 53 (melodramatic!). But I can't help feeling that I've always been so blessed by Him, blessed with people who always bless me at the same time. Sometimes, you do feel slightly drained, but always always He is the one who restores your soul and sends people to comfort you and to encourage you. And even though some things in life can be so, so painful you know that you can always run to Him and cling on to the fact that He knows the plans He has for your life, plans to give you hope and a future. He will never give you second best!
Kenny Gan said, "When God doesn't give you something it's not because He doesn't love you. It's because He loves you so much that He knows that if He gives it to you, it will ruin you." That cut like a knife through my heart when I heard it. And since then I've learnt just to be happy with Him, and I'm still learning afresh every day (when things happen and I have to run to Him again and again). I look forward to the end of each day where I can just be myself with Him. Like a little girl.
Thank you, my lovely friends and cell group members... thank you for being there for me, for encouraging me, for loving me. Thank you for the cards and the warmth and the noodles and the listening ears and the phone calls and the century egg porridge and the texts and everything. Through you, I can really feel how much God loves me.
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