Every Moment Counts

There was a shooting in Melbourne yesterday, along Lygon St. 2 people died, both aged between 60-70.

What's happening to the world? Is it really an increase in (violent) crime or just an increase knowledge/reporting of it?

I tried to put myself into the victims' families' shoes. The shock that they beloved has just passed away. The grief that will soon follow. All the regrets for the things that they've said or even for the they things they haven't said. The hatred that will fill their hearts towards that gunman. The anger that will consume them. At times like this, how do you bring yourself to forgive so readily?

Like what YS said, every moment counts. Every day that goes by is one less day for us to be praying for the unsaved, to be reaching out to those who have yet to hear the good news. What are we doing about that? And not only that, but if our hearts are not right before God, we will be answerable to it as well. How about the grudges that we've been holding? Are we able to let go and forgive?

Every moment counts and we should start living a life that matters, that makes a difference, a life that is right before God. And importantly, we shouldn't be fooled by the devil that there is time. There isn't.

Blegh

I'm so frustrated, stressed and overwhelmed.

I am making NO progress on my essay because it's just pure impossible to do the research with no proper articles to be found. On top of that, I'm starting to lag behind in my weekly readings and my to-do lists is just getting longer and longer. BLEGH.

Random Thoughts

It's actually quite depressing to have night classes, or classes that end after the sun has set. Especially if you have to travel home alone, and worst, to an empty house.

I'm grateful that my family is here. I really am.

Deeper

I want to know You, I want to hear Your voice

I want to feel You, more than before

I want to touch You, I want to see Your face

I want You Jesus, more than before

More of You, Jesus I want more

More of You my Lord

Take me deeper than I've been before

Take me further God I long for more

Take me higher than I've been before

Jesus I want more

Jesus I need more

More of You, more of You Jesus

More of You, I need more of You

Run Your Own Race

Stop comparing

Time Heals

It has been said, "time heals all wounds." I do not agree. The wound remains. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissues and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.

Rose Kennedy (1890-1995)

Just because..

I'm blogging for the sake of blogging and having a new post up on my blog. (so warning: it's probably going to be random stuff)

Time is flying by so quickly. I've just ended my second week of my second sem of my second year in uni. This time next year, I'll be handling stuff like application for postgrad, hopefully being sure of what I want to do with my life and stuff like that. I guess it's scary in the sense that, once I leave the shelter of being a student, I have to face the harsh reality of life in the working place. I think no amount of part time jobs can truly prepare you for that day. But that's not the point (for now). The point is, it's like I'm growing up so fast and it's kinda scary.

And there's so many things happening at the same time; sometimes it becomes too much and I feel like I'm going to burn out (and it's only week 2!) But yeah. I guess I have this weird habit of like 'looking into the future' and then scaring myself with the amount of to-dos.

Ah well. That's my random post for the day. Haha.

COFFEE

On the plus side, because I don't really drink coffee that often, it really helps me stay awake.

On the down side, I get super hyper and restless, and all I want to do is move about, walk, jump and run. Hahaha.

I'M HYPER NOWWW.

Needs vs Wants

I think life was easier when I stayed alone because I could be selfish and it didn't matter.

Suddenly I feel very conflicted with my wants, my needs, my responsibilities/commitments, my conscience...

I think I'm going to start writing down pros and cons.

Sem 2 is starting

The to-do list is getting longer and longer. But it doesn't seem annoying because I really love doing them. More importantly, I love the people I'm doing these for.

I think I'll be quite sad once this year is over.