In the run up to the Asia Conference, I sense that there will be (and it is happening even now) spiritual attacks upon our lives, especially in the areas of busyness as well as our bonds with people.
It is important, I feel, to be able to humble ourselves and see that we might be looking at a wrong angle, so that breakthroughs can come into our lives when we do. To use myself as an example; I tried to grow and "build depth" in the Word and end up close to being burnt out before realising it today. And I thank God for the brothers and sisters who care about me to share about me. It isn't an easy word, but I receive it.
It ain't what I do, but He who does it.
And things can only get better from now. :)
I just had to say it, so that I can tell myself, "See? I told you so!", if I manage to forget, which I hope I won't!
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And now for less serious stuff. I spent an entire day tinkering with OpenOffice trying to get Writer (the freeware equivalent of Microsoft Word) to do what I needed to do.
The key word is trying, because I failed at the end of the day. And it's amusing; Its the little bugs and programming quirks that made me want to tear my hair out. But I managed to complete the job which fulfilled 90% of my personal expectations.
I consider this experience a good reminder, because for the past year, I haven't been having any challenges with technical expertise at work that cannot be solved. You could say a little failure brings humility and a fresh perspective into my outlook.
And then I had vocal class. I was pretty satisfied with the practical part of the lesson (practical as in the exercises that we had to do), but when I tried to sing the song I prepared for the exam, I felt like I was regurgitating straight from the song sheet. Try as I might, I still cannot find a way to express greater emotions into the song, so I left the school with a heavy heart.
Thank God for the funny guys from Ops Room. They tried to surprise me by going to the old location of my vocal school! (We have just moved about a week ago.)
Fancy 4 "suaku" guys camping in front of the elevator waiting for me to pop out and spam calling my phone, none of which I received because in the new building, reception is poor at best.
So when I finally saw their messages and directed them to the new location, we headed off in a snazzy car to eat.
Don't ask me what model or brand, because I don't know cars and cars don't know me! Well technically only I ate, because the rest had been hopping around the food joints all over Singapore such that by the time I joined them, they were bloated.
So after some Char Kuay Teow from Zion Food Centre and some crazy turns and zipping around small roads around Singapore, our dear Ah Peck dropped us at NP and we hopped on buses to reach home safe and sound. Another exciting end to an awesome day!
Now, after a bath and some talk time over the phone, sleep beckons. I oblige.
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