Thoughts on a Wednesday afternoon

It's wednesday!
You know, wednesday is my favorite day of the week. It's only on wednesday that i do not have lessons till 6pm. That's one reason. Another reason is, wednesday is a day which i feel most freedom. I can do what i like after 12pm, walk ard at the bazaar and stare at those nice little accessories with mindy, have a slow lunch (although i am very used to finishing up my food within 5 mins), meeting up with possible people that i want to meet, and lastly, going church for my cell group to be reminded of God's words once again.

Today Ms Usa asked a very thought-provoking question, at least to me. She asked us:

What are the significant values which you uphold in your life.

And if these values are changing all the time.

Frankly speaking, i'm not a high achiever. However, i'm thankful that God has been blessing me with wonderful results and personal development all these years. I think i am a person who doesn't lack the essentials. I can work hard if i want to, and if i work hard i can get what i wish for, and perhaps with bonus. At this point, you might be thinking that i'm such a proud person ya? i think i am proud, yea. When i think things will turn bad, somehow, in His own ways, or many other ways, He will make things right for me. He will make sure my incompleteness is made complete in Him. It's when you see how small you are, how vulnerable and weak you are, that you will be able to see how mightly and incredible this God is.

Back to the values i will uphold in my life.

I think i only have two that made to the top of the list. And my list isn't that long, it has only 2 items too :) Yeah, family and faith. Nothing is more important that my family, that includes every person whom i love. Faith, definitely. Because without this faith that i'm holding onto, i would have disappeared from this world long time ago. Thankfully, i am able to hold them closer to my heart as time goes by, and i hope they will always be my core treasures to the end of my life on this earth.

Yesterday i spent quite a lot of money buying art and craft things. I was so intrigued by the materials on the stalls, the handmade scrapbook, the cards etc... And suddenly i was being reminded of my artbox that i had horribly deserted for quite some time. Truthfully, i like to make nice stuff, and give nice stuff to people that i care for. However, i lack one fundamental element that an art and craft lover should possess -- patience. (Mindy and pc are so gonna say yes and jump up when i say this). Somehow, i'm made realized that i can make this an interest and a skill that i can keep with me forever. Long time ago, my nicely-made cards were rewarded with smiles and encouragement from my loved ones. This is so gonna be my motivation and inspiration to continue developing a passion in this area. I really want to attend the workshop Mindy!!!!!

Another nice thing that i came across yesterday was when i was taking a bus ride to IMM. I saw a mom holding her 3 year old son in her arms in this heavily congested bus. The boy was not feeling well, he was having motion sickness and the after-effects i surmised. I saw a luggage beside them...ah perhaps they jus returned from a trip. I was particularly attracted to the loving tender care that the mother showered on the boy. He was feeling really awful. He kept crying and telling mommy that he felt awful. And on and off, he felt like throwing out, and the mom would quickly take a plastic bag from her bag so that the boy won't dirty the bus. No sign of irritation and impatience from the mom. I could only see love brimming from her eyes and radiating from her actions. She hugged the boy, comforted him, patting him, and telling her son that mommy is here, it's okay. I was just so absorbed to this scene. Jingkai, if you were here, i'm so gonna make you capture this scene with your superawesome camera. That's LOVE.

What's love? I ask myself many times. I think the only way you know that one loves you is when the person is meticulous about everything evolving around you. Like the mother and the son, the mom knows what the son needs. Like God and us, He knows what we need. During the entire bus ride, the mom and the boy made me reflect a lot about our relationships with God. Many times, i cried in front of Him, asking Him why do i have to suffer this much when others do not need, why is it that the problem was a long time history and yet i am still suffering the after-effect. (You know, after the kid vomitted, he felt fatigue and giddy, the after effects persisted for a long time). However, like the mom and the son, despite all the ranting and crying, God's hands are still around me, carrying me... He is always here with me. Well, i'm not a good writer, but i love the love shown to me.

Went running last night. Amazing. I really enjoyed spending time with min and pc.
Hopefully i can go running more often.