only just got to know about it moments ago.i wonder if you struggled with overwhelming fear
as you entered the operating theatre,
whether if you felt alone.
i know there were burdens in your heart,
even as you had to make the choice.
but i hope it hasn't affected much,
and that everything is fine.
please be safe.
if only i was with you.
praying for God's sustenance and restoration
to be upon you, a peaceful rest and a restful heart.
please do recover fast.
Somehow, the little incident today, just clicked certain things in my heart.
It just brought back pleasant memories of the past, doing the things I once did, and called to do. It just flowed, though the things shared were not easy... and it brought tears out of both. Yet strangely, there was a connection. Perhaps partly out of that relationship formed of old. But mostly, it was out of an understanding. To really understand and identify with what the other side is going through. To come to realise that this person next to you is actually a fellow sojourner in a season, not too different from your own, and what is being poured out from the heart, just blends.
And it's been so long since I last felt that. And the reminder that the path of moulding and hardy seasons that God brings along, is not travelled alone. That there can be deeply rooted heartfelt joy in the midst of trying times, looking forward and awaiting the fruit that comes out of this season of waiting, trying, and seeking.
All from a little rather random trigger of a remembrance during the week. The sermon by Pst Derrick, was rather apt, questioning and reminding. For anyone who would seek.
Let me not take Your presence for granted, nor lose sight of its wonder.
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Woah, I've kinda lost sight of time, with weeks of school work mounting
on and on. Com is in such a mess, with loads of un-posted pics and stuff. And my room, is so cosily messy. Ok, maybe not that cosy yet, but definitely messy. =( Eagerly waiting for hols to clean it up and give it some revamp!
And I just realised my next sunday service worship session is coming up again real soon. With the latest humbling session just last week....... it's kinda daunting. But oh well, not my will but Yours be done yea.
And not to forget the joy in the process of it. =)
*courtesy of daphne
They had betrayed their Master. When Jesus needed them they had scampered. And now they were having to deal with the shame.
Seeking forgiveness, but not knowing where to look for it, the disciples came back. They gravitated to that same upper room that contained the sweet memories of broken bread and symbolic wine…
They came back. Each with a scrapbook full of memories and a thin thread of hope. Each knowing that it is all over, but in his heart hoping that the impossible will happen once more. “If I had just on more chance.”…
And just when the gloom gets good and thick, just when their wishful thinking is falling victim to logic, just when someone says, “How I’d give my immortal soul to see him one more time,” a familiar face walks through the wall.
My, what an ending. Or, better said, what a beginning!
a devotional by Max Lucado
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sometimes, it's the hope, brought about and hanging by a tattered, familiar scrapbook..Just saw some awful news of a dead body being found at bedok reservoir. Suddenly missing my old house over there. Wonder how is it like over there now....
Hmm, think I'll pop over there soon with a camera if I can soon =)
And oh yeah, have a jog at the reservoir...anyone? Real one real one.
Anyone? =D
