Winter nights are bitter sweet.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. – 2 Corinthians12:9
His Word comes at the right timing.
Currently missing this one’s voice, laughs, embrace, goofy conversations, deep conversations and just everythinggGgGgGggggg.
Just because you’re forgiven doesn’t mean you don’t have to live with the consequences.
Something to bear in mind.
I count myself a lucky one to have grown up surrounded by such a supportive group, with whom I feel absolutely comfortable in sharing all my joys, my weaknesses and my struggles with.
The past three years however, have forced me to explore outside of my comfort zone. I really do enjoy meeting new people; a fresh page! However, a pattern I noticed was that so many of us talk but so few of us truly share.
Words come out of our mouths, but how often does it occur to us to ask “How are you feeling?”. Even then, how often is it that we can truly share how we really feel. Surely, a burden shared is a burden halved! And a success shared is a celebration!
To be frankly honest, I don’t blame anyone for hiding their feelings. In hindsight, the past three years have been a struggle. It has been difficult hiding all the sad parts of me because I was afraid that those around me would laugh rather than encourage. I was afraid that they’d see less of me. I was afraid that I would feel misunderstood.
I guess the bottom line is that… being vulnerable means being open to being hurt; and no one likes to be hurt.
Society tells us to protect ourselves… but unity tells us to be vulnerable and share eachother’s burdens.
Only after coming home, have I noticed the change in myself. That internally drained feeling has slowly faded and I am starting to feel.. at ease, at peace and a strange, yet familiar sense of fullness.
Only after having shared my worries and struggles did I realise how supportive my friends are. Only after having prayed with them, did I realise how good God is!
I can’t thank those around me enough, for all the messages I’ve received for even a 5 minute powerpoint presentation I was worried about.
Today, I urge to you share, and I urge you to be a trustworthy person worth sharing to. The world would be a better place if we all carried eachother’s burdens a little more!
Life is a little like my drive from the M2 motorway to Lee Garden for yumcha on a Sunday morning; full of traffic lights.
Life may give you plenty ‘Go‘ signs, ‘Stop‘ signs or ‘Wait but be ready‘ signs.
When we are stuck at a red light, we might fall into thinking that we’re stuck there forever… or we won’t reach the destination on time.
When we are faced with a green light, we power through with ease; life is good.
When we’re faced with an amber light, we are slightly unsure whether to slow down and wait or to step on the accelerator and risk running a red light. A choice needs to be made.
For me, I find myself pausing at many red lights – not sure when the wait will end. There are times when I questioned whether there was even any point waiting.
The drive might be dangerous if we drive on our own (yes, me in particular) but if we let God take the wheel, we will definitely reach the destination for sure! No matter how many traffic lights you face, you’ll still arrive safely and soundly.
Sometimes we don’t even know the directions (yes, me again), but God does.
I hope you can find comfort in knowing that, much like I did.
Why, hello! Feeling slightly nervous because it’s my first post of 2018 and well, I have so many things on my mind – where do I start?
Surely, the first post of 2018 ought to be refreshing, encouraging and energetic!
Hahahaha… I’m stuck for words right now.
This shall be my first post of 2018. Lol.
Happy New Year, all!