Heh

Oy. What you doing reading my blog.

GO STUDY LAHHHHH.

Hahahahahahahahahahaha

Wait.

I asked God for a rainbow the other day. Coz it was raining and i was feeling terrible. And I spent the whole day straining my neck in weird angles to look for a rainbow. And no rainbow!

I asked why. Why don't you wanna give me a rainbow? Rainbow only wat! Just seven colors across the sky! Don't even have to be a full rainbow! Like i don't need to see where the rainbow ends lah you know?

And I felt Him say Because I long to give you something better. Something better than a rainbow, something just for you, especially for you. But you must wait.

*God, if I wait long enough can I have a double rainbow? like the ones I use to see in Adelaide? Please? Pleassseeeeee? Pretty Pretty Please?*

You...

You

You make me want to dance,

You make me want to sing.

You make me want to laugh,

You make me want to smile.

You make me want to stare, to gasp for air,

You make me mad and keep me sane.

You make me want to love,

You make me want to live,

You make me want to be lovely for you, as lovely as I find you.

Yet I cry

Because you don't know how you make me feel

So I pray

That one day you will

And one day

You too will feel

And when you do

It will be real

Doggy updates

Samson is one pampered dog. A very pampered dog.

People call and say they're dropping by my place. To see my dog.

He's been called darling, he's been called dear and the latest - baby.

"Baby, do you want some milk?"
"Baby, you havent poo poo lah today."
"Baby, why are you under the chair?"
"Aiyo baby, gor gor so bad, never switch on the fan for you ah..."

He's got the most toys in the world. Even my Pooh Bear belongs to him now.

Poor Pooh Bear. Shaken and bitten, tossed and hidden.

Ahhh and he loves socks. Put on a pair of nice clean socks, and you'll have to run for you life.

Nice socks, comfy socks, now poor socks, holey socks.

Still I love him. Oh how I love him.

Coz no other welcomes me the way he does.

WooHooooooooo

WooHoooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Last dose of steriods today!
No more tomato face!
Lalalalalalalalalalala
*Dances around and shakes backside*

Blown away

This year I asked for some drama. I got more than I asked for. My life has been more than dramatic this year. I should change the title of this blog to "My Much-Too-Soapy Soap Opera".

It's been a frustrating seven days. I have been emoing.

I was having a chat with someone the other day, asking him the usual questions - what he was doing... blah blah blah. Likewise, he asked me the same question. And I told him the summarised version of it.. sick, hospital, back for a break till next year.. blah blah blah. Anyway, at the end of our little chat, he asked if I've ever watched some DVD on healing by a speaker (I can't remember which speaker). And for some reason, I got angry. Annoyed. Though to the fella I was chatting too, I was the picture of cordality. Heh.

But inside I was boiling. I think it was because I felt like "Hello, it's been 17 years. I think I'm way pass the watching DVDs on healing" stage.

I went home and almost cried myself to sleep. God, it's been 17 years! I have been waiting for 17 years! Is that not long enough?? How much longer do You want me to wait?

Maybe I also felt a little jealous of others who have gotten healed. God, when is it going to be my turn? How come they get healed and I don't? You said faith the size of a mustard seed. Don't I have that? Am I resigned to the fact that I am going to have to cope with this for the rest of my life? Am I THAT disillusioned?? And if I were to be dissapointed, would it mean that I'm not happy with Your will for me?

I'm stretched enough already! I feel like a rubberband that's about to loose its elasticity. God, isn't this enough?

But along with all this, I have so many things to be thankful for. And I can see God working even in this period of time.

Which is so unfair! Because I'm upset with You, God, for not healing me and You're making it hard for me to do that. Ish.

And You make it even harder when You tell me to turn to this passage. Double ish. Ish Ish.

2 Cor 12:7-10

v7 And least I should be exalted above measure by the abundance of the revelations, a thorn in the flesh was given to me, a messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I be exalted above measure.

v8 Concerning this thing I pleaded with the Lord three times that it might depart from me.

v9 And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my strength is made perfect in weakness." Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Chirst may rest upon me.

v10 Therefore, I TAKE PLEASURE in infirmities, in reproaches, in need, in persecutions, in distress, for Christ's sake For when I am weak, then I am strong.

God, You blow my mind.