Why i believe that you'll believe.
Leaving for Brisbane in another... 19 hours? Excited? Hell Yeah. Nervous? Definitely, 1st trip w/o parents mah. Such a mix of emotions including frustration from packing mai silly, currently huge and heavy as a slab of concrete bag. But i have faith, that in what every i do God will watch over me and my loved ones. So, i lift this whole holiday experience up to him. You know, I love discovering everyday, God's plan for me. His lil gifts and his mysterious ways. Just like candid camera, it's when you least expect it. As in all good essays, here as some examples to illustrate my point :)
Case A)
Bali trip. If we hadn't walked out of the first agency because of the utter LACK of service, we wouldn't have wandered into KENT holidays, where the service is good and the deals were much cheaper. If we had taken the first package, we would have to take a night flight into Bali, and a early flight out. What a RIP OFF!! The package the 2nd agency provided was not only one day longer, we got to fly SQ which leaves for Sydney in the morning and left late afternoon. Plus we get our choice of hotel (1st one no choice). Luckily we din settle for less, MUCH less.
Case B)
When i went out for lunch with Nat and Jacq, i forgot it was friday. When i went to order my rosti, i opted not to have my usual sausage because for some reason the sausages were like 9 bucks simply too EX. Funny lah i never remembered it to be so EX.. *shrugs* anyway everytime i have Rosti, I always haf sausage..this was once in a blue moon..hell once in a multi coloured flashing neon moon! As i sat down on my chair, i realised it was friday...and i grinned to myself.
Case C)
I've been debating abt whether to bring my bulky CD player. An alternative would be to being a good book mah. But i never had the time to go down to the library. Guess what ? Today, outta the blue at my cousin's birthday party my Uncle Joseph whips out a book he had once told me about and tells me he bot it for me to read. We talk abt alot of stuff but this is the first time he's gone and get it for me. So very sweet of him..guess french guys are more thoughtful and caring yah..haha so now i have my good read.
So anyways, i'm feeling blessed as usual and i thot i shld really blog about it. I have a close fren who is a skeptic, a non-believer. I remember our conversation, you asked me if i really believed in this "
God stuff" you said that you really don't. Well i'll tell you again what i told you that day. I know we lead very different lives and i can prob understand y you dun believe in him. But trust me when i say that i feel his loving presence and support for me in every thing i do. with him, everything you experience has meaning, has hope, has joy. I try to tell you a lil abt Him everytime we meet, i try my best to be a better person just so you'll see it and maybe start to believe. At the end if the day, i've done my part and planted the seed. HE will be the one to make it happen. One day my friend, when you feeling utterly lost, or shattered, helpless or in despair..if you ever feel like you have no more love to give or if you feel unlovable, i hope you'll remember that what he's done for me, he is ever so willing to do for you. If you'll just ask.