Wednesday, September 17, 2003
life is a bed...
most of my free time, i can't think of any other things to do but sleep... sleeping has taken up most of my time... why do i dedicate so much time to sleep? probably its because most of the time i'm lack of it... that's why i love to sleep...
its been almost 10 days i last blogged... 2 weeks i last blog a proper entry... people has been asking me why hadn't i been blogging... well... i could just say... i have no inspiration at all... actually, during the course of past 10 days... i've been trying to blog... but, sometimes, you'll come to a point where you just can't think of anything to blog... but anyway... i compromised... and so i blogged...
for the whole of last week, the truth is... i did not go to school for lessons at all... except for aerobics and marketing... other than that... school hasn't been up on my back... it was total cool to not go to school for a cause... i think... but anyway... i am back to school now... somehow, the feeling is still very different... i am like a dead man walking to school and climbing the stupid hills and slopes...
i love daria... she is total controversial and she is not conventional... she dislike making friends... very cool cartoon character... she just brings out her ownself... and that is something i've to learn from her... "BE YOURSELF" ... sometimes, when we're in a mundane society... often, we forget who we really are... and what we really are... and what we can be... there are times... when the Holy Spirit prompts us... we just choose to pretend to not listen... sometimes, i really wonder... should we be just conventional and be popular... or be different and become an outcast... i always believe that after each trial... God will give us a blessing... be it big and small... i always believe that He will not give us something we cannot bear and soon one day, i'll be happy... though i should take joy in doing many many things... i believe that God is just... for no reasons at all... i'm trapped in a jug with no opening... and always filled... i am counting the real cost... sometimes, taking up the cross can be real hard... not easy at all... but i do not want to be crucified upside down la... hahaha.... so, i want to be like daria... not afraid of humanly being alone... speaking of alone... here's a story i'm deeply ministered...
Diane, a young university student, was home
for the summer. She had gone to visit some
friends one evening and time passed quickly
as each shared their various experiences of
the past year.
She ended up staying longer than planned,
and had to walk home alone. She wasn't
afraid because it was a small town and she
lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees,
Diane asked "God" to keep her safe from
harm and danger.
When she reached the alley, which was a short
cut to her house, she decided to take it.
However, halfway down the alley she noticed
a man standing at the end as though he were
waiting for her.
She became uneasy and began to pray, asking
for "God's" protection. Instantly a comfort-
ing feeling of quietness and security wrapped
around her, she felt as though someone was
walking with her.
When she reached the end of the alley, she
walked right past the man and arrived home
safely. The following day, she read in the
newspaper that a young girl had been raped
in the same alley just twenty minutes after
she had been there.
Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the
fact that it could have been her, she began
to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety
and to help this young woman, she decided to
go to the police station. She felt she could
recognize the man,so she told them her story.
The police asked her if she would be willing
to look at a lineup to see if she could iden-
tify him. She agreed and immediately pointed
out the man she had seen in the alley the
night before. When the man was told he had
been identified, he immediately broke down
and confessed.
The officer thanked Diane for her bravery
and asked if there was anything they could
do for her.
She asked if they would ask the man one
question. Diane was curious as to why he
had not attacked her.
When the policeman asked him, he answered,
"Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall
men walking on either side of her."
i love the last part man... so... God answers prayer at his own timing and the right timing... and in the most incredible way... :)
My inner child is sixteen years old!
Life's not fair! It's never been fair, but while
adults might just accept that, I know
something's gotta change. And it's gonna
change, just as soon as I become an adult and
get some power of my own.
How Old is Your Inner Child?
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You are Peace.
You are at peace with your self and the world
around you. You have balance in your life and
exude tranquility from every pore of your body.
People are constantly asking you "what is
your secret?"
What Emotion Are You?
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