One night I dreamed a dream,
I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,
other times there was one only.
This bothered me because I noticed that
during the low periods of my life,
when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see only one set of footprints,
so I said to the Lord,
"You promised me Lord, that if I followed you,
you would walk with me always.
But I have noticed that
during the most trying periods of my life
there has only been one set of footprints in the sand.
Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?"
The Lord replied,
"My child, I love you and will never leave you.
The years when you have seen only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you"
this story moved me deeply, i hope it did the same to you:: )
Friday, June 23, 2006
Friday, June 16, 2006
holidays!
heyhey. its in the midst of the June holidays and all the students say 'hooray'! but all the graduating students cry 'BOOHOO'! it may be the holidays, but for us it is equivalent to none. supposedly 4 weeks of holidays is now reduce to only 1 week. classes after classes; it is all so tiring! but i guess this is our only way out if we dont want to be crying when receiving our o's results.
oh yes, this reminds me of something earlier on this year when the previous batch of graduating classes came back to school. mrs tan wanted the whole class to turn up that day to witness the 'ceremony'. but as usual, only minority showed up. anyway, there was alot of cheering going on at the start when the principal was announcing the overall results; we made a great improvement! but the thing that caught me by surprise was when the students took their results individually, many started crying. i just dont get it. i thought we did well? then how come so many are still caught in despair? sounds rather terrifying, isnt it so?
therefore, the morale of the story is: we've got to study doublely hard to get satisfying results! (okay, i know, ridiculous morale)
giddi-up peeps! time to arm yourself with textbooks, lots of revision notes and assesment books and burn that midnight oil!
oh yes, this reminds me of something earlier on this year when the previous batch of graduating classes came back to school. mrs tan wanted the whole class to turn up that day to witness the 'ceremony'. but as usual, only minority showed up. anyway, there was alot of cheering going on at the start when the principal was announcing the overall results; we made a great improvement! but the thing that caught me by surprise was when the students took their results individually, many started crying. i just dont get it. i thought we did well? then how come so many are still caught in despair? sounds rather terrifying, isnt it so?
therefore, the morale of the story is: we've got to study doublely hard to get satisfying results! (okay, i know, ridiculous morale)
giddi-up peeps! time to arm yourself with textbooks, lots of revision notes and assesment books and burn that midnight oil!
Sunday, June 04, 2006
happy birthday to darren!
special dedication* HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DARREN!!! wee-hoo!
hhas. okayokay jus in case you didnt know, today is darrens birthday *clap-clap* okay his already sixteen but still possess a mentality of a young boy. somewhat those of Mr Bean:: D WHOOPS:: / i bet his dying to kill me now.
actually, i dont really know what to blog about. but i know i just have to to avoid 'mosquito breeding'. away with dengue and malaria! oh mama. i understand how lame that was:: / okayokay. i think i shall talk about the death of mr cliques. it is actually this drama at the edge to end of the whole series on friendship that jeremy has been preaching about. it was totally hilarious, and CREEPY!~ the very first time we host a funeral at edge. it was totally.. speechless! can u imagine, they actaully brought in a real coffin; it was totally hair-standing! hhas. nana was even worst, she started screaming as though she saw some kinda bedroom monster. LOLS! but it was also veh funny lah. alvin's version of amazing grace, sheena and jinguo's weird rap of dont cha. hhas. yup! marvellous job, drama crew:: D
actually during all this series on friendship, i really feel that God is dealing with the innermost me, something that i myself never realised; failed friendships.
along this journey of life, many times i got entangled in failed freindships. it was hard, really hard to breakaway from these chains. and even if i managed to get loose and move on with this journey, the hurts and scars that was left behind from all the struggles i had to break loose hadnt healed. morever, i developed a phobia, i shun every rope that i encounter, not wanting to get tangled up again. i pray may God deliver me from my phobia and heal all these hurts and pains:: ) and i know He will. amen!
hhas. okayokay jus in case you didnt know, today is darrens birthday *clap-clap* okay his already sixteen but still possess a mentality of a young boy. somewhat those of Mr Bean:: D WHOOPS:: / i bet his dying to kill me now.
actually, i dont really know what to blog about. but i know i just have to to avoid 'mosquito breeding'. away with dengue and malaria! oh mama. i understand how lame that was:: / okayokay. i think i shall talk about the death of mr cliques. it is actually this drama at the edge to end of the whole series on friendship that jeremy has been preaching about. it was totally hilarious, and CREEPY!~ the very first time we host a funeral at edge. it was totally.. speechless! can u imagine, they actaully brought in a real coffin; it was totally hair-standing! hhas. nana was even worst, she started screaming as though she saw some kinda bedroom monster. LOLS! but it was also veh funny lah. alvin's version of amazing grace, sheena and jinguo's weird rap of dont cha. hhas. yup! marvellous job, drama crew:: D
actually during all this series on friendship, i really feel that God is dealing with the innermost me, something that i myself never realised; failed friendships.
along this journey of life, many times i got entangled in failed freindships. it was hard, really hard to breakaway from these chains. and even if i managed to get loose and move on with this journey, the hurts and scars that was left behind from all the struggles i had to break loose hadnt healed. morever, i developed a phobia, i shun every rope that i encounter, not wanting to get tangled up again. i pray may God deliver me from my phobia and heal all these hurts and pains:: ) and i know He will. amen!
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