I crave for apple pie

This post is for DebG who has very clearly stated her desire for a blog update. Hahahahah.

I am blogging at this hour because I am at home feeling rather woozy. I can feel the world spinning and colors meshing together when I stand. Like how it is when the movies show the effects of people eating magic brownies.

Whoever said wedding planning is fun is out of their minds. After practically visiting EVERY SINGLE WEDDING SHOP in Ipoh, and almost (almost only okayyy) bursting into tears, we finally found the right dress. What a relief. Heh. Too bad no pictures la, so not gonna show what its like till THE DAY lo...

Then... at work... my goodness...so many weird people come and look for jobs. And because my boss doesn't wanna waste his time talking to them coz they probably won't show up for work the next day, he very graciously sends the new girl to talk to these people, some of which who smell like they haven't showered for 10 days.

There was the rather cookoo lady who came back three times after we sent her away.

There was the Bangladeshi who couldn't stop asking bout the pay after being told 27 times.

There was the boy whose aunty filled in the job application form and answered every question I asked the boy.

There was the lady who just sat there and complained that her other boss was 'tidak adil'.

Then there are those who look like druggies and can't stop shaking.

And then there was this guy who was sniffing and wiping his nose with his hands every 15 seconds which was okay, except that he was using my pen, and at the end of the interview he took my hand and shook it. EErgh... Went back to the office and gave my hands a really good wash with lots of soap. Should have soaked my pen in detol as well. Hmmm.

Still, in the midst of it all, when waiting for one of the particulary smelly guys to fill his application form, I wondered how Jesus loved all these people when He was here on earth. How He didn't send anyone away, but embraced each person with love and compassion.

And the quiet answer was this... They're not any different from you. The way they smell, the way they speak, their lack of education doesn't make them different. You were once like them. Yes, you may have been born into a better family, you may not have lacked food or clothing. But that doesn't make you different. You were once just like them. A sinner. The only thing that sets you apart from them now is you have Me. You have found grace and mercy. You have Me living in you, and because of this, you are set free. So how can you not love them, knowing that I loved you when you were as they are?

First major lesson at the workplace.

Loving God means loving people.