ohkay. we girls got 3rd yesterdae at the POL-ITE road race. like finally something for us long-d girls. nice medal, nice podium. although you can see that i didnt stand on the podium. LOL. thankews God for the strength to run. :D
and then. todae was a brain-frying day. cos dr. ghandhi took ms chue's last hr of pharmaco for microbio. u noe, it's like i realized that up in my head, it was HOLLOW. -.-
Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Philippians 2:3
some 15-year-old American girl wrote this. how interesting. Now I sit me down in school Where praying is against the rule For this great nation under God Finds mention of Him very odd. If Scripture now the class recites, It violates the Bill of Rights.. And anytime my head I bow Becomes a Federal matter now. Our hair can be purple, orange or green, That's no offense; it's a freedom scene. The law is specific, the law is precise. Prayers spoken aloud are a serious vice. For praying in a public hall Might offend someone with no faith at all. In silence alone we must meditate, God's name is prohibited by the state. We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, And pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.. The y've outlawed guns, but FIRST the Bible. To quote the Good Book makes me liable. We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen, And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior King. It's 'inappropriate' to teach right from wrong, We're taught that such 'judgments' do not belong. We can get our condoms and birth controls, Study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles. But the Ten Commandments are not allowed, No word of God must reach this crowd. It's scary here I must confess, When chaos reigns the school's a mess. So, Lord, this silent plea I make: Should I be shot; My soul please take!
while fucheng finally got his dream of a medal in his pet event, im still stuck like a sandwich in my events. somehow when i see my long time running friends finally getting some breakthrough, i feel dejected.
sometimes i think God is unfair. the time i put in and the results don't reconcile.
But then i lil more thinking, and i know that if He were to give me what i want, i'll be a havoc. a total HAVOC.
i want to trust that God has His reasons for any results, but i have the queasy feeling that 800m next sunday will be disappointing yet again.
