Just having noting better to do in the bus on the way home.
Very, very shag. Body clock hasn't adjusted.
Work is ok. A thought: no matter how many social work agencies or fundings are available, it doesn't change anything unless these youths and young adults themselves are motivated to seek for it and see it thru. And to have such an attitude, it requires their foundation of beliefs to be one that believes in themselves ABLE to be more than just this.
Belief---- Values----- Hope/Goal/Dream------Attitude---- Success.
We can't just say attitude determines altitude, but beliefs is the root of everything. 2 cases I saw today, Kah Loke and Jason Lim, both Christians, City Harvest members. They appreciate the help AWWA has extended to source fundings/jobs for them but ultimately they were most thankful to God and cell group leader and members who motivated them to believe that they CAN, and that's why they begin to DESIRE/DREAM instead of saying they have no hope, they are happy where they are.
Walking home now. Passing by the same spot I bumped into Yujie's bio dad the other day. Which reminds me of New Crea. Words like abundant and grace and favour always makes me want to stop and listen. There's a curiosity, there's a fear, that I too, will begin to yearn, believe and follow in a to me, simpler, easier trail. God's here, God's there too. But I know I still am meant to be here and I want to. So I don't want to know. If I were to finally hear a msg of theme: Grace, Abundance, Prosperity, Rest, Joy, Favour. Dear God I only want to hear it in here, from here, transformed here. Thank You.
Shag. I wish there was someone to just throw my arms around and just stand there and hug for like.. Half an hour. I see that I prob sound desperate, but at least I just desire company not like lust or anything vicious. I do want to just sit and raise my hands and feel my God. I just kind of so shag to remain awake sitting down. Which is precisely why I shouldn't be typing and walking now. I should use this time to pray. Did I mention I LOVE praying in long train rides? Somehow I just really love it and am able to get into His long Presence when I do that.
Aww man. 15 more min till I reach home. Cani fly. Btw the hindu temple is right in front of me, the frangipani smell so strong. I always wanted to go in. Yea I'll do that soon, for sure. U know, by the time I get home I bet I won't be shag alr, prob come alive alr can.
Update. I am home. No hug, no smile. Just a nice bowl of fried noodles from my granny, donuts from my mum, a skipping and licking dog, a cup of tea for myself. Ok la, compare this to some of my clients, to orphans and to ppl living alone, its pretty not bad. In life, appreciate and be grateful:)
PS: I suspect this is a post that I will ROFL over in 10 years. I must be so insane to talk to u like ure real, my dear blog. Lol
