bitterness

When I'm sleepy, I feel depressed. I think of happier days, and then I miss you.
Why do we cold shoulder each other? Is there no other way forward?
Somewhere in the past, we forgot kindness. Now there is nothing to forgive.
Still and silent, I force myself to wait on the Lord. Farewell, joy misplaced.

Tomorrow, mid-terms begin. It will be my first test in school for almost 3 years. I don't know how to prepare for exams anymore. The first paper is some geography subject. This might be the last Arts module I'd ever do, so I hope I can do it well.

I have seen God guiding my steps when I went to Calvary Pandan twice this week. The first time, when I was feeling a bit sad that I did not see a warm hand of fellowship extended to me, God allowed my left calf to cramp suddenly. I needed help, and this was opportunity for my new friends to show hospitality. The second time, I was wondering if I'd become a bit lost in the crowd, but after I disembarked the bus I met with Joanne's family. It so happened I took the bus with them (instead of another bus!) I think I am recording this paragraph down to remind myself that God exists, and He has control over all. May glory be His.

There is, I suppose, a difference between the special and ordinary landscapes where it comes to expecting God's presence. Somehow His Hand seems more apparent in places and events which are special to us, whereas we easily forget Him at home or at work. Truly God is the same always, and very often works through the ordinary. We blinker ourselves.