So even if no one but Mark Ong is proud of my achievement, I ran 5km in 20 minutes on the cross trainer; best invention ever. Gym has been really good for me, makes me feel really good and helps me to get my mind off things. Missed today's step class at 9:30. Woke up at 9:55am. Luckily no one else went. I might just go for suana later to sweat out all the crap I just ate. Speaking of which, "jockey" and "crotch fat" woman LOVE you.
Jason Mraz on Monday; I'm so excited. Sad thing is I have an accounting assignment and an Eco mid-semester on Monday as well. I've finished the accounting part of it, it's just the eco that worries me; worst subject ever. SIGHborg, I am just procrastinating. I should really study.
So Jon and I were discussing the concept of patience a while back. Sometimes we think that we have waited long enough. But think about this. Moses waited 40 years to develop the kind of patience that God wanted him to have. 40 years! I don't know if I could do that.
So I was doing some reading in my quiet time and I was reading Psalm 130:
Out of the depths I cry to you, O LORD;
O Lord, hear my voice.
Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.
If you, O LORD, kept a record of sins,
O Lord, who could stand?
But with you there is forgiveness;
therefore you are feared.
I wait for the LORD, my soul waits,
and in his word I put my hope.
My soul waits for the Lord
more than watchmen wait for the morning,
more than watchmen wait for the morning.
O Israel, put your hope in the LORD,
for with the LORD is unfailing love
and with him is full redemption.
He himself will redeem Israel
from all their sins.
I have been thinking a lot about developing the kind of patience that God wants us to develop. I really admire the way that a person can say that their soul is waiting and and put so much hope in the Lord. I guess I'm beginning to really understand that in difficult situations you can cling to his promise that there is hope; and sometimes that's all you have to look to. My ranting might all just seem a bit random and detached, but I was really touched by God when I read this.
Just incase you haven't heard, my phone has broken so don't sms me. I can pick up calls and I can call you 'cos my memory of how to use my phone is that good. But I am not telepathic, I can't read what you are saying to me without seeing it myself. So yeah, I don't hate you if I haven't been replying your messages or returning your calls. I just don't know you're contacting me.
Giving it up so easily; never stop to look at what's behind.


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