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'Tis a mad rush in school today... so many errands to run... went to and fro the entire stretch of school compound a couple of times... I was like a transient person in my own office... think some of my students stayed in my office longer than I did. Haha...

Shall squeeze in some essay writing time. :P

(bearing it all before I sleep)

Got a rough plan out... and as what lui mentioned in the tagboard, I guess it'll eventually roll out as a "last minute" thingie... but somehow the frustration of not getting anything out the past days is gone. Haha...

It's funny how verses just pop in and out of the head any-o-how... this being the latest word of encouragement I got once again from Pa:

"He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow weary and young men stumble and fall. But those who hope in the Lord, they will soar on wings like eagles, they will run and not be weary, they will walk and not be faint." - Isaiah 40:30-31

And then I saw it in print on another brother's blog! Hahaha...

I'm thankful. That things are picking up once again. Spiritually, physically... It's interesting to witness how much the world can throw currently, hurling mini cruch-times like nobody's business... and yet in the midst of all these I'm learning to build up some "no compromises", some things that I hope I'll build a discipline to do and to have it firmly rooted.

I quote one of my dear brothers who's eight years younger:

"On a different note, it just occurred to me, if what we discussed during wg about Ananias and Sapphira dying because God knew they weren't going to repent, and stopped them from continuing to sin were true, then if God hasn't killed me all the times I've sinned repeatedly, then it means i still have the chance to repent in my lifetime."

As I look back upon the years of my life... I'm brought to the point, many times, of not being able to fathom the grace that's been so lavishly given. As I return to basics and learn all over again, I'm reminded once again of my purpose in living... and to think that I've actually written a song for it.

For the glory of my King...

He who is King, who humbled Himself, who calls His subjects His friends... who died for them... us... so that we may be reconciled... and live. And have our lives so radically changed, minds transformed, not so that it goes down well with us, but that His glory shall be revealed and lifted up.

I realised that I haven't used this word in a rather long time.

:)

HALLELUJAH.