THE CRAPPER SPEAKS
Sunday, July 16, 2006
I suddenly feel the extreme urge to write about my weekend rollercoaster ride of ups and downs. I don't know about anyone else, but it seems to me that Service day and Sunday are always the days when I struggle the most. Seems to me the devil is very wise (in the world's standards), attacking at the point where it most matters; spiritual imput. And I can't force feed the Word to anyone, but perhaps to encourage them.
Today was bad. I came out feeling like a loser, honestly. Attendance at Water Baptism, dismal, I'm sorry to say. And I've people who have the cheek to ask who else didn't go. Why not ask yourself, "why didn't I go?" Chew on that, I'm not going to be nice; the time for niceties is up.
And then something surprised me. Sam asked me to join them for a game of soccer. I'm really really grateful he did that; it still amazes me how much I was affected by that simple gesture. And Lennon, Ming Kuang and the other guys were friendly too! I had an awesome time.
At this point I'd like to confess something; I'm extremely unfit. I mean, I haven't played soccer for like 4 years and I haven't exercised seriously for like close to 2 years. Barely 10mins into the game I was grasping my chest, out of breath. I'm glad controlled breathing helped a lot though, so I managed to last till the first player switch. And the brothers were really gracious, encouraging me all through the match. And that whole incident inspired me a lot ... I've got some ideas, he he.
And then I went on to salvage a situation. I still remember fidgeting all through the bus ride, wondering what other options I haven't exhausted. I still don't know whether I succeeded or failed. I've gone to the point of even crying straight right out at him. Take control, little dude... I don't know what else to do, except that I do have a plan for what to do from now on.
Energy management --> Bombastic word; can I make it so?Jasmine once said this; I have merciful eyes. LOL! And I've been pondering about that. Why so? And if so, how does that help? I mean, I don't want merciful eyes
for the sake of having merciful eyes; they should be of use! (If anyone doesn't understand, either ask Jasmine, look at my eyes or just ignore this paragraph. x_x)
Thank God for all the people around. I'm feeling very much better than just now.Thank God for my little catch-up with my secondary school friends. You guys mean the world to Jesus. Can I be the vessel?
Psychedelic;
8:58 AM
