Reflections – the face in the water – Who is he really?

Another month has flown past. What have I done in this past month which will help me out in my future, or what have I done which has made an impact on anyone?

The dreaded question.

Unfortunately, I don’t think that my past month has been that good at all. Things could have been much better…

But, that’s time which has passed already. What can I do about it? I just hope that the next month (my last month in M’sia) will be more meaningful than this month has been.

Today I woke up at 6am to do add math. How hard it is for one to get up from the bed at that unearthly hour (to me, at least) to do ADD MATHS, of all things.

CF… hm… Somehow, I just wasn’t concentrating so much today on God. I don’t know why, but I was just… not able to think of much. Maybe it was the new PA system, trying to ‘train’ new people.

Anyway, concerning yesterday, it wasn’t like a concert at all.. Call it a ‘formal’ pub. We were just playing ‘background music’… But, it was a new experience. The violionist made some mistakes… like repeating again when we were supposed to go to the next section. Luckily I didn’t stop.

More exciting stuff – Nearly running out of petrol on the highway, stuff in a minor jam. Faced with the possibility of having to push the car? Or at least, walk to the nearest station to get a (can? bottle?) of petrol. Luckily it didn’t come to pass.

Other than that, there’s nothing much to say. I felt terrible emotionally this afternoon, kept on wondering and wondering whether I made the correct choice.. because my choice could affect a group of people. I still don’t know what the consequences of what I did will be… I do hope that it will turn out okay, and that I don’t end up getting some people into trouble or hurt them, or make them do extra work.

Last bit of sad news : No survivors in the helicopter crash. I don’t want to add any more words to that. —

Minutes pass…

My mind spins..

So many unanswered questions, so many confusions, so many setbacks…
Am I just putting on a fa�ade in the things I do, trying to hide behind walls and in shadows, putting of what is?

Yet, even in all this trouble…

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God” — 2 Corinthians 1:3-4

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