Love Song for a Saviour - Jars of Clay
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Someday she'll trust Him
And learn how to see Him
Someday He'll call her
And she will come running
Fall in His arms, the tears will fall down
And she'll pray
I want to fall in love with You
Love Song for a Saviour - Jars of Clay
...
Someday she'll trust Him
And learn how to see Him
Someday He'll call her
And she will come running
Fall in His arms, the tears will fall down
And she'll pray
I want to fall in love with You
I’ve encountered many disappointing issues. One of the issues was regarding philandering fools. I can’t... no, I abhor men who can’t seem to draw a boundary with their girl friends. Worse still, I despise men who treat girls like items... they date several girls at one go, trying out to see who is the most suitable for them.
But I realized, through these disappointing issues, that I’ve grown too comfortable with my CCA friends. I did not make my strong stand for God. Due to this closeness, I asked myself, would I allow myself to conform to these worldly patterns?
I was irate about the situation, but at the same time, dismal as well. But as I was praying, I realized that Jesus is control over all situations.
Just as how Jesus had loved Judas who had betrayed Him, I shall learn from His grace, mercy and love.
Help me to see things in Your perspective, God...
Woo. I really should consider starting my pastry shop cum drinks stall. HAHA. I just spent 1 and a half hours boiling barley for my family (due to Singapore’s blistering temperatures) My sister commented its one of the best barley drinks she had ever drank. (:
Also, on some days, I would serve my dad black coffee and my mom green tea. -.- You can call me the drinks girl.
Woo. My dream is to set up a bakery stall after I graduate from University (: Many people in the world work just for money alone. When you see their fatigue and stress, you realize it is not worth it at all.
I rather work for my passion and enjoy what I will be doing for my next 30 years. :D
Ohhh. Do you know I really love Pasar Malams xD there’s one just outside my estate now! You can imagine how elated I feel. WAHAH.
My favourites are the RAMLY BURGER!! AND THE CUP CORN!!
I really love pasar malams because of the stalls sell unique (and amusing) items. Winnie the pooh alarm clock, sesame street uno cards, funny looking bears and hand puppets, cute pyjamas and the list goes on... But my favourite part is the food!! :D
Roti John, Roti Jala, Muah Chee, Colourful Steam Cakes, many kinds of Sausages (black pepper chicken sausage, char siew sausage, cheese sausage, Taiwan sausage), fried fish fillet, Cotton Candy, Popcorn and many more!
Also, the blinding lights coming from the food vendors’ stalls make me feel a little nostalgic. Shunfu estate had only held pasar malam twice. On both occasions, my maid would follow me down and buy the different types of food so that we can try them together. But today, I went down alone, wishing that she was there with me. But i guess not...
What a weird way to end this entry.
Anyway, God bless! :D
Today, I had lunch with my dad. It’s been a long time since I actually dared to. If I eat with my dad, there must at least be a person accompanying us. (eg. my mother, brother or sister)
My dad is the only person who remembers all my food likes and dislikes. I never appreciated this point until last year.
We were talking and he was really proud that I made it into the Director’s List. Initially, he was scolding me for being really lazy in the past and that I had never took my work seriously. But, his tone suddenly changed. He said, “But your mindset suddenly changed. And I don’t know why.”
I smiled. (It is true, ever since I rededicated my life to God in August 2007; I suddenly changed from a super lazy student to a girl who worked for her grades. All the teachers and family members noticed that change. But I never expected my dad to notice, since he was never around.)
I never made my dad proud before, it was always my brother that did him proud.
Suddenly, there was a hawker that sat on our table. He turned to the hawker and beamed, “This is my daughter. She’s the youngest.”