Faith.
A week of fear and doubt, but everything's all right and more in the end.
Casting away all that restrictions and pressure, I'm enjoying myself in term 2 way more than I did in term 1. Freedom in my work. Creativity sets in automatically.
Right now, I only wanna live up to His expectations. And in a tiny fraction, my own expectations of myself.
Really, the only person I want to be proud of me is God.
Love it when I can feel Him smiling from above.
His joy is my strength.
It's an irony that I think that everyone faces. We all pray for something, ask something from God, and yet still worry about what will happen, fear it would not turn out well, and doubt whether God would answer it.
That's the thing about fear and doubts. It cripples you, makes you worry about stuff that isn't worth worrying. The worst is the chains of limitation that holds you.
I guess it can be summed up in one sentence, fear of what the future holds.
Fear of the future, fear of the unknown.
People do worry about what would happen when they make this choice or that choice. A lot.
I say make that choice anyway. No matter what we choose, He's always there watching over us.
Doesn't matter if we turn down the right path, or the left path, He would let us choose what we want, then be there and bless us all the same.
If I had a guardian angel watching over me, it's THAT Angel of the Lord. He's God.
My ring is a funny thing. In a bright place, I can see the cross on it clearly. In a dim place, it's impossible to make out the cross no matter how closely I look at it.
In the darkness, sometimes we cannot see the cross. That doesn't mean it's not there.
It's always there.