Tired ttm. My blog thoughts look so organised. The very fact is that I actually have a lot more to say than I write. And I compress and cut out more than just the frills. This makes blogging a little no point sometimes. So much for self-censorship.

Anyway, me being tired has nothing to do with the blog. Just perhaps been out for more than I can take it. Don't like this feeling at all. Everywhere's aching and it's not something sleep can seem to solve. And this year seems to have been going too fast.. Half a year is gone! Last year felt like a snail's race.

Came back from church camp the other day. It was really great. Hanging out with those we don't usually do in church. Getting to know people. Catching up with old friends. And God really encouraged me through people's prayers for me. I really gotta say since the uni rejections, I have been going through this rollercoaster of emotions. Especially when I feel like all is lost, He tells me that He will never leave nor forsake me. (Heb 13:6) I'd just like to share this chorus from a song with friends who are feeling alone or afraid. This is the promise He has for you and me.

Safe-Phil Wickham

You will be safe in His arms
You will be safe in His arms
'Cause the hands that hold the world are holding your heart
This is the promise He made
He will be with You always
When everything is falling apart
You will be safe in His arms

Got to know this song through lifecon this year. Though it didn't stand out to me then, I believe God deposited the song somewhere in my mind because He knew I'd need it. And I'm really grateful for friends who have been there to encourage me. (:

Sigh at transitions. Everyone seems to be looking forward to church camp. (: I guess we are tired of this new life. Working, army etc. I really miss studying life, and I hope it's not too late to appreciate the life of a student. Cheap bus fares and student meals. We have been so sheltered that perhaps some feel like they have just been thrown out into the deep sea and have to learn to swim by themselves. They say it's either break or bend. Well, we'd definitely experience both the break and the bend. It's just what is your response I guess. I choose to run to His familiar arms of grace and love.

Oh well, there's always so much more to celebrate in life! Like my birthday. Muahaha. I didn't countdown to my birthday or what. But I'm really really grateful to cell mates (this term really sounds like we're jail birds on the loose) who celebrated my birthday. And my cell boys were so sweet that my heart melted. Haha. But most importantly, I'm thankful to God for family, friends and leaders who show their love and concern for me more than just on special days. (: