Rest in peace, dear Bear-bear.
You are very much loved and missed by all of us. :(
Thank you for being a fantastic guard dog. Thank you for looking after us. Thank you for always pooping in the same place. Thank you for being a comfort to my daddy.
We’ll have to get used to not seeing you waiting by the dog-gate, greeting us with your quiet, still, watchful eyes when we come home, not hearing your fierce bark at intruders, and not being able to comfort you when it’s raining and thundering outside.
We’ll see you in heaven, for Ecclesiastes 3:19-20 says, “After all, the same fate awaits human beings and animals alike. One dies just like the other. They are the same kind of creature. A human being is no better off than an animal, because life has no meaning for either. They are both going to the same place—the dust. They both came from it; they will both go back to it.”
Lengthy & reflective. READ ON.
For those who don’t know, I committed to read the Bible in a year, and started on the 14th of February, 2009 (yeees, Valentine’s day!). I should be done next Valentine’s. My mum bought me The One Year Bible – NLT, by Tyndale publishers and I’ve been using it ever since. It divides the daily readings as such: a section from the Old Testament, one from the New Testament, a Psalm, and a few Proverbs. :) Adds a little variety so one doesn’t ingest more than one fly whilst reading the copious lists of temple inventory/genealogy in the OT.
Filed under: Pictures, Reflective | Tags: broken dolls, God stuff, old things
Looking back on many things that have transpired in my life, I can say I’ve really changed a lot–for the better in some ways, and lost aspects of myself in other ways.
When you’re aware of the things you’ve done over the years, it either makes you cringe or laugh. I do a little of both. But at the same time, the things that make you cringe are things you wished you never did, because they had a lasting effect on people you loved (or still love).
With your mouth, you can speak LIFE or DEATH.
I choose to speak life, and all its accessory words. Whatever hurts I’ve caused in the past, I wish to address now, and halt what could potentially be a cycle of pain, suffering, and more hurts. Hurting people hurt others. The truest adage I’ve ever heard, and something that took a while to sink in.
God has really been teaching me a lot–and I daresay it isn’t all fun and smiles. Sometimes the realizations and understandings, the little “Eureka!” moments? They turn into quiet, gray, somber times where one just wants to reflect, ponder, and sit alone in front of a pulsing screen, wordlessly typing out the barrage of thoughts avalanching into their mind.
I’ve grown quieter and calmer. Less of those “hyperriffic glee” moments that seemed to strike every other minute or so during my high school life. A little slower. I don’t catch things as quick as I used to. More considerate–to the point where it’s sometimes socially paralyzing. I know my parents better. I don’t know my brother well anymore. I haven’t sung in a while. I haven’t written in a while. Nor have I read or drawn in a while. RO’ed today, yesterday, and the day before. Still enjoy lazing in bed long after the sun has risen. Still have the same best friends, with one or two additions since university. Still a geeky nerd on the sly–guilty pleasures of torrented anime, cheap manga, pirated PC games, fantastic exam results and photoshopping.
I don’t fall in love every other day anymore.
Haha.
Growing up is interesting, especially if one keeps a diary. :)
Filed under: Pictures, Reflective, Shoutouts | Tags: dedications, events, family
Happy Mother’s Day to my beloved mum, Anne-mei Wong Wai Mei! :)) When I gave her the cupcakes, she was so thrilled and ate the other “M” vanilla cupcake before I could snap a photo (there were actually 6 of the sprinkles cupcakes– M U M M Y♡ ). Oh mums. I actually wanted to get her some anpan (red bean) buns, but the bakery that I went to didn’t have them! Shock shock.
Also got her a cili padi plant, because she loves spicy foods and chillies. Now she can have her own home-grown chillies right in her kitchen. Why not flowers? Because my mum, being so adorably practical and wise, once said this, “I don’t like getting flowers because all they do is just look pretty and die… no use-wan!” Can’t say that about a chilli plant, now can you, hee. ;)
LOL. :3
Click to see my message to my mum. <3
The first line of Regina Spektor’s song, Samson, floats like a haunting memory across my mind. Was it only two years ago that we lay on the cold parquet floor of your room, snuggled closely for warmth, as the scent of sandalwood drifted in the air? I’ve got to shake this vividness off. It’s already been a year.
“Your hair was long, when we first met…”
It was your hair, I believe, that made me begin to love you. Then we talked, and everything else happened. Time and distance played a game with us, and now all that’s left are faded memories of sunnier days (or moonlit nights, as you never liked the sun).
“But they’re just old light…”
The lights of the distant stars were the only heavenly bodies present on those new moon nights where we shivered in your car, counting and naming the constellations. Nowadays, I hardly see those lights–they’ve been replaced by the harsh, closer, yellowy-electric streetlamps.
“I loved you first, I loved you first…”
You were first to bid those lights goodbye.
And now, it’s my turn.
I sang at the CF/CSS/staff/lecturers’ Christmas celebration today at IMU, with Seng Chye on guitar and Christy on keyboard. Went very well, in my opinion (albeit the wrong chord hahaha!). Thanks so much, you guys! It was great. Also, thanks for putting up with my last-minute-one-day-before practices…
I HAD NO IDEA IT WAS SUCH A BIG EVENT!
Honestly, when Jon Au from the Catholic Students’ Society called me and asked me to prepare a few songs for a Christmas party, I thought it was just a small ‘do at, say, a seminar room or a lecture hall. Something quaint and cosy. Acoustic set. Little did I know it was held in the atrium, with oodles of food, cupcakes, hors d’oeuvres, TURKEY, and many, many people. The turnout was bigger than I expected.
The choir sang, but I missed most of it while saving my car from the DBKL saman. Seng Chye did a cover of Jason Mraz’s version of Winter Wonderland, which was funky and upbeat (I sang backup). I followed with a medley/fusion of O Little Town of Bethlehem and O Holy Night, with a little bit of sharing in the middle. I’d been looking for a verse to share the entire night, but finally settled on John 3:16, since the theme of the event was agape–God’s love.
I’d prayed a lot about the song choice, and whether or not to share something, since I didn’t want to just sing and leave people feeling all “merrified” for Christmas. There’s a much, much bigger reason as to why we celebrate Christmas, and I was glad I could share it. What’s more wonderful than the birth of Jesus Christ, our savior, redeemer and friend? :DDD Hopefully, that message was conveyed in today’s celebration, so that people don’t walk away solely with the commercialized, plastic-wrapped notion of Christmas in a box.
As usual, my legs SHOOK when I sang. The butterflies in my stomach never disappeared, BUT I believe, because my aunt was praying loads for me as I sang, God squished those butterflies. :)) After my performance, my aunt came over and huuuuuggged me, taking all the jitters away. Thanks to everyone who complimented the performance! I have to say that God really helped me through it, as with every other time that I sing. He draws the voice out of me.
My highlight of the day (the WEEK even) would be “officially” meeting Jimmy, the outgoing president of the Christian Fellowship. I’d heard a lot about him: glowing reviews from my aunt, other students, CF members, infinity milers…said hi to him once or twice. Even when I’ve heard him speak in CF the few times that I went, I knew there was something different about him. While talking to him today, I can say I’ve never, ever felt such peace. I can ALSO say that I now see why there have only been good words about him. No wonder the CF is strong and well-led.
Jimmy really impressed me with his attitude, his manner of speech, his sharing… I mean, WOW. He gave off such an aura of confidence and trust in God–this sense that he was totally and wholly secure in his calling to do missions as a doctor. When he was sharing with me about his convictions, I could sense this comfortable closeness with God. Now that’s something I desire to have, and am really striving for. Not even close yet, but meeting him has really inspired me, and let me see how God’s light can shine through when one is really walking close to Him. Wow. Really. It’s just awesome.
(It’s actually POSSIBLE to reach that level!!! /awe)
…now I need to stop being lazy and attend CF more regularly, lol.
That was, in a sense, what I got out of last night’s cell group discussion. Pastor Chew our senior pastor, dropped by to visit our cell, so it was a big, informal Q&A session about anything under the sun that we wanted to ask him. I really admire Pastor because he’s such a humble man, and very down-to-earth about everything. He’s totally honest, and even when answering our questions, there was this sense of him answering out of his humble understanding and opinion, not pretending to know everything that God is. He has such a gentle spirit, and everytime I listen to him, I can’t help but feel how much he loves us, his flock, and wants to share God’s heart with us… It’s so inspiring!
Yesterday was a lovely day. I only woke up around 1pm (hello, holidays…), played RO for a bit, watched Densha Otoko (a Japanese romance flick; a cute love story about a nerd finding true love, hahaha), then got ready for cell group. Drove Patrick & Jon there, we had the awe-inspiring Q&A session, celebrated Jon’s birthday again, then came home. I get to go dancing again, later today! :)) Heading down to Euphoria once again, to get my ears tortured by the beats and legs shaken by the thumping dancefloor.
But yes, back to God’s will. The BIGGEST question, I feel, when it comes to this topic, is often “How do I know what is God’s will for my life?” This could come into one’s life from many, many different angles. What’s God’s will for my relationship? My career? My friends? My activities? What I gathered was that it’s got a lot to do with asking God through prayer, then being willing to wait it out for an answer. And what’s the answer? The peace of God.
Pastor summed it up with: (a) What we want may not be what God’s will is for us, so be OPEN, and inquire of God through prayer, (b) The Holy Spirit who lives in us has the ability to tell us if our choice is within God’s will or not, for those choices that require some “common sense”; after all, God has sent the Holy Spirit to guide us as our conscience, and (c) The peace of God will come to you if you are treading the right path. 2 Corinthians 2:12 – Paul speaks of how he saw an open door to preach in a certain city, but because he didn’t feel the peace of God, he left that opportunity to preach and went elsewhere.
The peace of God is more important than an open door.
So what if God is silent? You listen, but you don’t hear anything? Then, dear friends, wait. Sit tight and keep asking, keep seeking. While you’re doing that, search yourself, because if we consider sin in our heart, God does not answer our prayers! Pastor used a rather amusing illustration for this: “You don’t jump out of a moving train that is in a dark tunnel.” You might be groping in the dark, unable to see an answer, but we shouldn’t jump ahead and rush a decision. Waiting is best, though by out human nature we tend to grow impatient and jump the gun anyway. :P Guilty as charged!
The night ended with Pastor leaving us with Micah 6:8 – What God requires of us is simply to act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with God. Amen. :) It was truly an uplifting, and WONDERFUL session. I learnt a lot–this bit about God’s will is just a little chunk of the evening, but I felt I needed to share it.
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Today is also JO ANN PHANG a.k.a. HAMMY’S 19TH BIRTHDAY!!!! Happy birthday, Jo luv! I typed out all my birthday greeting DEUX: once in a text message, and the other on your facebook wall, so I’m too lazy to write it all over again. But you know that I love you, and am always praying for the best for you–that God may give you your heart’s desires with them being WITHIN HIS WILL! Hahaha. God bless, luv, and have a blast! This is, after all, your last teenage year. ;)
Before I do the meme, I just wanted to ramble about my thoughts (that you all so love to listen to, ha ha). :)))) I really am dreaming of heading up to Cameron Highlands with a stack of good books, settle down in the apartment we have there, and read for the rest of the holidays. HOWEVER, knowing my erratic attention span, I will soon be longing for the hustle and bustle of PJ & KL, and the lure of dancing. Maybe, the brief moments of silence, solitude and peace are what city people secretly long for, but cannot get used to… A “slow” amidst the rushing pace of life around us.
I also wonder why I’m so harsh in a certain aspect of my life, and why I can’t be any softer, or perhaps, weaker and just give in. :/ It’s difficult when you think you’ve got to be strong, move on, and not allow yourself to make the same mistakes. I just can’t. We have a problem here.
Also, celebrated Jonathan Lee’s birthday today (25th November, yes I’m bloggin’ after midnight) ! :) Puppy turned 19. Lilian, Elvyna, Rachel, Joey, Benedict, Wei Phin & I had a surprise birthday gathering for him at Chili’s 1 Utama. There was a certain waitress who wasn’t very pleasant, but puppy seemed to have enjoyed himself, and nothing could beat the grin on his face when the cake arrived. :))) Gave him the Bible that Jo & I bought for him. Glad you guys could make it for the celebration! Once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUPPY!!! JO & I LOVE YOU LOTS!!!!! :DDDD MAAAAAAAAAAK~
Now, onto the meme. Tagged by Cecilia! Click to see, it’s long. Kinda fun. I tag Rae, Dea, Faye, Dustin, and Brian.
Filed under: Excitement, Ranty, Reflective | Tags: exams, family, God stuff
No more words than this can express my gratitude and AMAZING wonder I have for the miracles YOU can work, O Lord. When I opened that envelope today, I couldn’t contain the overflow of joy that I felt ebb out of my very being. The flimsy sheet of paper clutched in one hand, I fled the Academic Affairs Department in a state of euphoria, only able to mouth unintelligible sounds of happiness before collapsing into a sobbing heap into poor Kor Woi’s arms. Lilian and Joanne came around the corner shortly, to see what the commotion was about. :)
Laughing and crying, both at the same time. Floods of tears, yet I was unable to stop smiling.
Wiping my face dry after washing away the streaks of tears, I said a quick prayer of thanks, lifting my eyes to the bare, white ceiling.
I DID IT!! I REALLY DID IT! It was right there, printed on the results slip.
It’s a miracle. A freakin’ miracle. And truly, truly a case of something I couldn’t have done on my own. The huge, scary exam that seniors had shuddered and whispered about, apparently the toughest exam we’d ever face in IMU… Over and done with, and I REALLY DID PWN IT! Seriously. SERIOUSLY!!!!!
My hands were shaking when they attempted to tear open the envelope, and they shook even more after I saw what was printed within. I couldn’t hold anything; Joanne and Lilian can testify to this. I dropped my cellphone, dropped my results slip, almost dropped my bag…
I’ll be a 2nd year student soon. :)
I had to help out with campus friends’ tutorials for the gastrointestinal tract, and then go for the orientation meeting, so I texted my results to my parents, and some close friends who asked to be notified when I got my results… Daddy called, very excited. Mummy sent back a text praising God. :))
Went for a celebratory late lunch with some of my batchmates at Sushi Zanmai, Sunway Pyramid.
When I got home, I called Kung-kung and Poh-poh to tell them what I’d scored–Kung-kung was so excited that he forgot to end the call on his new cellphone, and immediately started telling Poh-poh, “Ah-Li Yen hao see loh dou A ah!” (Li Yen got an A for her exam!) I also told Ma-ma what I scored, and this wide smile appeared on her face as she was eating her dinner, while saying “Doh jie jue Yeh-sou ah!!” (Praise Jesus!)
Mummy, Daddy, and my brother took me out to celebrate my results later, at Hilton PJ’s Japanese restaurant, Genji. I must say the sashimi there is the most amazing that I’ve EVER had in my life. I understand now why there’s such a price difference between commercial Japanese food outlets and hotel Japanese restaurants–I never knew sashimi could taste so heavenly… The salmon (sake) that I had was the juiciest, tenderest, and fattest that I’ve ever tasted. The tuna (maguro) was just as juicy, tender, and flavorful. The squid (ika), sprinkled with mini chrysanthemum petals and shrimp roe (ebikko), was wonderfully firm, rich, and smooth, balanced by the little pearls of salty ebikko and bittersweet petals. I took my time with that platter; I can still taste it in my mind.
I’m at home now, perched on a beanbag, in front of my laptop, listening to the raindrops trickle off into a drizzle. As I think of the day, I can’t help but let a lazy smile creep across my face, realizing that at the end of it all, You were there all along, Lord.
You were there, all those nights that I spent crouched in front of my books.
You comforted me, when I crashed and felt I couldn’t go on any longer.
You gave me strength to keep on surrendering, even when everyone around me kept saying how difficult it was.
You held my hand, guiding my pen and mind as I scribbled furiously in the exam hall.
You saw my hands shake in trepidation as I opened that envelope.
And You saw that joy light up my face when I saw what the ordeal had finally yielded.
Lord, I haven’t been good at surrendering all the way, and letting you take over. You showed me, hinted to me, what was in store, but I chose not to believe it, not wanting to be disappointed. I set my standards low, my goals even lower. Please forgive me for my lack of trust, and instead, help me to surrender more to You! If I don’t let You in, how then can You work in my life? Thank You so much for giving me the ability to get these results, and help me to bless others with what You’ve given me.
I will strive to hold true to what you have called me to do, for:
“Let [me] fix [my] eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of [my] faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”
- Hebrews 12:2
Amen. :)))) AMEN!!!!!!
p/s – Congratulations to my fellow batchmates who also passed the EOS! As for those who were unable to–there’s the resit, and we (myself included), like Kor Woi said, will definitely step up to help you guys! Memory tricks, short notes, everything. Just ask!! MEDT BANG BANG BANG!
For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.
Lord, my heart is TRULY overflowing with thanksgiving. If not for all the prayers, obedience, serving, and all the uplifting YOU have administered to me throughout this preparation time, I do not believe I would have achieved what I desired.
I give you all the glory for anything I may achieve, because truly, without YOU I am nothing. YOU stretched time for me. YOU stretched my mind for me! YOU held me fast throughout all the complaining and late nights and tea and bananas and grapes, throughout all the last-minute referencing and sourcing for texts, throughout all the loneliness of a table lamp and a dark room.
I thank YOU for the wonderful, WONDERFUL supportive and loving parents You have blessed me with, who minister YOUR LOVE to me day in and day out, giving me that measure of grace and leeway when I get grumpy and short-tempered with them. (Dear mum and dad, thanks for all the late-night fruit runs to feed my studying cravings!! And the chicken soup, and the vegetable soup, and most of all for the prayers.)
And Lord, I definitely want to thank you for friends. For the church and cell, who have surrounded me with love, prayers, and blessings from day one. For the CF, even though I am a super-irregular attendee, who care for us and pray for us. For the jokes and laughs in the library the night before the exam. For all the love, y’all.
Thank you thank you thank you.
Lord, I am really not kidding. :)) I’m really happy. And I want to pray Lord, that you will do the same for all my batchmates, because we’ve worked so hard for all this, and now face the next obstacle: EOS 2.
BUT!
We claim Your promise, Lord, that nothing is impossible with YOU!! (Luke 1:37 paraphrased)
Amen. <3
Let’s do our best for EOS2, MEDT!! Even if you didn’t do as well as you expected, fix your gaze directly before you, and move forward, because we’re all going be together when we RETURN AS 2nd YEAR STUDENTS!!!! Ganbatte and God bless, guys!
Filed under: Reflective
Recently, I’ve been addicted to this one song by the Jonas Brothers, entitled Out of this World. It’s about how the singer found this amazing girl from outer space, who dropped into his arms when she ran into a star. How cute is that? :)
I wanna be that amazing to someone, someday. To have a song written about me. The song by the JoBros may be fictional, but hey–mine will be real. ;)
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The car stereo blaring Atomic Kitten’s Nothing in the World as you show me what the new bass can do. Me, with the large, teenage eyes, taking it all in as I looked at the more mature, older, you.
Lying on your bedroom floor–the wood lino–and listening to Regina Spektor’s Samson as the cool winter air made us drowsy. Falling asleep in your room to the scent of sandalwood incense. Swapping pillows at the dorm entrance. Listening to you theorize when you’re tipsy. Running my fingers through your hair. You running your fingers through my hair.
I loved you.
I posted this question on my facebook status a while back when something provoked the though, and didn’t really expect any comments… But I got some, and because I found them interesting (and didn’t want to lose them), here they are. :) Thanks you guys! If you’re shyyyy, tell me and I’ll take down your comment.
Jin Lin: frens r really frens when they r wit u when u nid them, to cheer u up,to make u happy when u r sad,to be there when u r happy..n many many more..lol…. :) ..true frens r the best!!
Mui Yit: friends are really friends when they know the pretty and not so pretty things about you and still love you for who you are.
Neil: According to the 10 Commandments, friends can all be summed up in one phrase “Love thy neighbour as thyself”. Friends should be everywhere…I have found that we spend too much time in our own “circle of comfort”, and do not branch out to others who might need someone to feel welcomed and accepted by. I believe that it is our duty as Christians to extend a hand in friendship to everyone.
Thomas: Friends don’t abandon you for the library :)
Darren: Some laugh along when you’re happy.
what people need sometimes is not always that little talk; because telling someone not to worry has to be the most irresponsible thing one can say; nobody can choose whether to worry or not.
but when you look right into their eyes and ask for help, that is the true test for … Read Morefriendship because;
1. most people make excuses saying that they cant help. These are also the people that laugh with you when you’re happy.
2. some look away and leave you in the dark and tell you not to worry.
1 and 2 are acquaintances.
3. They’ll put their heads under the knife to go all out to help you, and if they can’t they’ll find channels to seek help for you. That, is when friends are really friends. I only know of 5 such person to date; the rest are either acquaintances or have yet to be tested. So how many of your friends, are really friends hmm? :)
Joel: Friends are friends when you choose to believe they are.
Patrick: Friends are everywhere, but true Friends are ppl who u give them power to hurt u, but trust them not to…
John Wee: Friends are friends when they have chicken with them. Yum~!
As for me, friends are really friends when you know no matter what you’ve done to them (or they to you), you can still kick back together–crying, laughing, screaming, sharing, and loving. When you can roll your eyes at each others’ outrageous comments/dumbness. When you can talk about (almost) absolutely everything together–while keeping it exclusively in the “imaginary car” LOL. And it’s cool.
:)
Its a two-pronged post today, because it means two things.
One is that I’ve resolved an issue that’s been sitting on my conscience for a while.
Two is that I’m making a resolution to stop saying things I don’t actually mean, even if it’s just for effect and the lulz. Especially if they’re mean.
Because I’m not like that at all and I should stop pretending bla bla bla.
It’s okay to be boring, because that’s who I am deep down inside.
Besides, I’m not boring to myself, or to God, or to my family.
Brings to mind the song “Reflections” from Mulan. /hums
…I’m hella narcissistic too, because I can’t stop blogging and camwhoring.
Dear mum and dad,
I really, really love you both. <3
It’s hilarious how much you guys support me and make me feel so awesomely precious.
AND love everything I do no matter how stupid it may be, how careless it may be… or how mean it may be.
The prayers you guys cover me with are more than enough proof of your love for me, and I couldn’t have asked for a better set of parents (even if they are a little on the short side!).
Oh, and my brother… for being the funny guy he is. Love ya, bro.
What would I do without you guys?
Couldn’t do anything. Honestly.
:) THANK YOU GOD FOR MY FAMILY!!!!
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About today’s Music & Performance Club welcoming party, I think it went pretty well! Apart from a few hiccups here and there, it was a good party/meeting. The new members were enthusiastic, and even brought some of their friends to join/sign up on the spot!
Poor Josh is sick. And so am I. And Christy. And Kay Mun. And Chloe. Haha… There must be something going around.
Hope we all get well enough for NOISE! next week. Which reminds me… I need to get those banners done.
The Pharmacy CAL Lab was…a little fulfilling, but on the whole, not that beneficial and rather boring. Get your friends to sign attendance for you–better take the time to study, unless you find it fun simulating stimulating a guinea pig’s ileum with acetylcholine. And plotting graphs.
Filed under: Reflective
..is a difficult thing.
What would you do if in front of you is placed someone so perfect, so “for you”, SO compatible, but the person doesn’t share your faith? You’re at the crossroads; one road leads to this perfect (or not-so-perfect) someone, the other leads to God. Who matters more?
I went to cell tonight, my mind a little confused, a little distracted, and more than filled with thoughts of someone. We talked about agape, God’s love, then we went and invited my cell leader’s (Kevin’s) neighbours out to play with lanterns in lieu of the approaching Mooncake / Mid-autumn festival. After a charming, lantern-lit walk around TTDI park, we closed the meeting for the night.
After a while of deliberation, I approached Kevin and shared with him what was on my mind. He posed the above questions to me–that it might be what God’s trying to show me. What’s the bottom line? Where do I really stand? What does God really mean to me? Why is it so important that my significant other shares my faith and love for this unseen, huge God who created us all?
I found that I didn’t know. I thought about it on the drive home, but I really didn’t know. I still don’t know. Sucks to think I was just parroting what I heard was important in a life partner without really knowing why myself. What would it mean if my life partner was a Christian, like me? Would we share some sort of deeper connection, or would he be a better person, or would we do Bible studies and prayer times together? Would he love me more? Why??
I’m curious. Would all that stuff really matter to me if this person matched me in every other way but one? Is it possible to love another without loving God enough to know why He’s central to my relationships and life?
Sometimes, your mind and body pull you in one direction. Hard. But then your heart weakly tugs in another. And all the time, in the back of your mind, you know you shouldn’t, shouldn’t, shouldn’t. But you do. And then you’ve taken a step down a road that could potentially lead to unwanted pain and emotional turmoil. And you could lose a friend.
So many “what-if”s, “why”s, and “would-it-be”s.
Here’s my prayer:
May my cry come before you, O LORD;
give me understanding according to your word.May my supplication come before you;
deliver me according to your promise.May my lips overflow with praise,
for you teach me your decrees.May my tongue sing of your word,
for all your commands are righteous.May your hand be ready to help me,
for I have chosen your precepts.I long for your salvation, O LORD,
and your law is my delight.Let me live that I may praise you,
and may your laws sustain me.I have strayed like a lost sheep.
Seek your servant,
for I have not forgotten your commands.Psalm 119:169-176 (NIV)
