I’m rather tickled by the fact that while I’m gone sometime in Aug, I’d be missing out on the few most important events I should be looking on for this year. It is odd how everything seems to pack itself in, in that 1-ish week that I’ll be away. A major seminary talk that I’ve been wanting to go for, my grad night, my graduation ceremony even! Kevin’s birthday, Roddy’s day, midnight 7s – the one event that I’ve been seeking so hard for sponsorships for, the grand opening of my world of darkness exhibit..i’m praying hard nothing even more major crops up. Haha. amazing. And I have no idea how my leave will be approved. If Nick wasn’t my boss, I would have wasted a ticket solely because it’s the start of the Sept hols, the peak of my work, the busiest time of the year. One of, at least.
We shall see what happens. Hur hur. It really is quite some get away.
I was speaking to Francis’ wife, Lance, last night and we were talking about her work and mine. And since she works in a recruitment firm, I had to ask her for overseas postings. And she said, yeah! Macau’s hot on hiring foreign talents for their upcoming casinos. I was insanely tempted. How perfect a time to leave prob some time next year and get back when the IRs are up. Oooh… exciting. I mean, not that I adore Hong Kong, but it is, afterall, out and away from home. Why not, really. And they’re seeking foreign talents. I aint so sure about the talent bit, but I am sure as hell foreign in the land of cantons and dim sum. Yayy. J my Chinese will flourish, somehow..haha.
I finally picked up the daily bread on the train this morning. And it spoke about meekness. About how we should decrease so God can increase in our lives. And it is true. I’m far from being meek. I’ve been so domineering and demanding, least to say arrogant and difficult to be with the past couple of months. The other day when I was chasing after 251 from work, which, by the way, miraculously stopped for me, I leaped onto the bus and the uncle started ranting away. Nothing new, or so I thought. Until I listened carefully and realized he was saying out Psalms 139 out loud! And then he started talking to me, asking where I was from, what I was doing. And that the power of God cannot be underestimated. He said he used to be a Hindu and went through quite a fair bit before his family accepted his conversion. He told me how he told them, my God isn’t cheap, you cant buy him off the shelf, he’s more than the most expensive idol your money can buy. And it was amazing how much faith this guy had. Interesting, refreshing chat I had with this old Indian uncle. Astounding amount of information he churned out in the short 7 minute bus ride I was on. I can almost tell you his entire life story! But as much God tries to get our attention back to Him, if we don’t do anything about it, and choose not to listen, whose fault really, is it. like how the saying goes, when God feels distant, look who moved.
I need a God-centred life again. I think desperately crave for the joy and peace in my heart. I think the only time I ever do pray nowadays is while running to the bus stop after work. If you miss one, you’ll have to wait 25 mins for the next. I think I’d be uber faithful if I were in Australia where buses come once every forever. Haha. like yesterday, I was walking out with my interns to the bus stop. And there was no way I could miss the bus if not I might as well not turn up for training, and unsurprisingly, I did. but we didn’t expect that just a mere few seconds later, a limousine van pulled up asked if we needed a ride. Haha! wow wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Yayyyyyyyy! It was perfecto. Hur hur. God really is amazing. I wonder what he’ll give us this time. I want a private jet, Lord. Can? I want those private small jets parked at seletar airbase. You can fly me back to seletar, I could use some good ol western food. Pricey but fantastic. you could give me supernatural tastebuds and I could possibly win the 30 leveled buffalo wings chef challenge they’re famous for. Hahha. Oh come on God…preety preeettty pleaseeeee……………?
