I gotta keep singing..

Gosh, I really don't want to drag my feet there..
The expectations that I set for this area.

Fake.

I caught a glimpse of what it means when it sings,
"There are many prodigal sons,
on the city streets they run,
searching for shelter."

My Savior's birthday is around the corner!

Why didn't I learn to come under? Now it leads to more problems. Argh.

Standing at the altar where God does that work, its great. But I know the moment I returned home, I will go through the same motion. I don't want to face them. I thought I was going on fine. Stop irritating me!!!!!!!

Why are you so petty. But it always happens.

God of wonders..

I guess it was my faith to get food first though its uncertain if she would turn up or not. I was just praying while reading my book and I felt the urge to turn around. I turned around and I saw her running towards me shouting, "TingFang Jiejie!" I turn back and gave thanks to God.

More to come (: It was a blessing to bless.

I am currently reading the book, "The Heavenly Man" about this christian named Brother Yun who had been tortured and thrown in and out of the prison for many times. I was just ashamed as I realized that the butterflies that I have in my stomach can never be able to be compared to the electric batons that he bore for the Lord.

If the electric batons never stopped him from sharing the gospel than how can the butterflies in my stomach scares me off?

To be Your hands and feet,

I knew that there were needs around me that needs to be met.

I am glad that God is still willing to use me though I cannot speak very fluently, I might get tongue tight anytime. Though I am not really interesting in my words, He still managed to flow through me. As all He needs is a willing heart.

I talked to next year p1 girl, named Jiajia from Hainan at the void deck and she was with her grandpa and little sister. I offered her the bread that Ronnie gave me and esther this morning. Though she rejected my bread but she was very friendly and she asked me if I would come down again. I promised her to go down on wednesday to teach her english. I pray that she will turn up.

I offered the bread to another indian guy sitting at another bench, he accepted it. And I said, "God bless you." He smiled.

Its just the joy that I was being used to bless and the comfort that the gospel might be able to reach more people.

He’s not out to remind me of my past–He’s already paid for that and made me brand new.

But more and more I am realizing that being a follower of Jesus Christ ISN’T about my comfort…but rather about my committment to follow Him wherever He asks me to go.

When can I be able to acheive it

The best way is to go out and get in touch with God's people.

At the other face, I struck her.