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Sunday, September 13, 2009
Absentmindedly making me want you ;

Lost momentum in my revision so here I am! There's a mad amount of Nation Building readings that I have to read, and the only characteristic they have in common is that... they are all BORING. The lectures are interesting enough, but when you are combing through photocopied pages after photocopied pages of never-ending small print, nothing can be really interesting anymore.

There is a bit of something irking me at the back of my mind, like a small, sharp pebble in my shoe that I cannot seem to remove. No major discomfort, but uneasiness all the same.

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Here's something inspirational to share with everyone! (: Although I'm not a Christian, I really like this piece of poetry that jx shared with me! (: He has this knack of identifying inspirational and deeeep stuff that he knows I'll like! yay bff! (:

God has not promised skies always blue,
flowers-strewn pathways all our lives through.
God has not promised sun without rain,
joy without sorrow, peace without pain.

But God has promised strength for the day,
rest for the labour, light for the way.
Grace for the trials, help from above,
unfailing sympathy, undying love.


I remember I was discussing with Troy and Weiyan one day about the draw of Christianity, and Troy said that the belief of knowing that someone is out there, loving you and guiding you unconditionally, is extremely powerful.

Somehow, I can feel it whenever I read this poem (: I don't know if anyone else feels that way, but to me, God is just God- an unknown being looking out for me; someone I pray to for comfort and in trials. I do not know the identity of the god I silently and subconciously pray to.

in the name of love.
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