Pray. Fast. Ask. Praise.

He said no.
I cannot take on a module during Special sem part I.

I wonder if there's something more important for me to do.
Hopefully I'm listening right.
Leap of faith.

Awesome worship!

At youth service. Not because we had 2 electric guitarists. But yeah, it felt different. I'm SO happy Janice said that. Yay.

Not that I doubted what God said to me. It's just this unbelief in myself. And the fact that I don't really like loud music in the past. Now I've a whole band blasting at me. And I have to sing. And show hand-signals. And truly worship. Honestly, it's difficult.

BUT. That's where God's strength comes in. When He's around, things definitely get different and exhilarating. Awesome experience. :)

America's Next Top Model Cycle 12's out! Woohoo. AND. There's a christian preacher girl as one of the contestants. Who hopes to send Jesus' love to the modelling world. How cool is that. :):):) And she's pretty.

Week 9 in school coming up!

Week 8.

Nooooooo. It's already week 8!
Oh noooooooooooo...

A new week commences. After a long saturated weekend of God-ness.
And I'm quite excited about this coming Sunday. New band set-up.
Okay, maybe not NEW new. But for the first time, no keyboardist. Full-on electric guitar stuff. :)

I think the new song I did sounds cheesy. Blah.

Ooooh noooo.

OMG.

I think I got my hair cut wrongly. Maybe that's why I look like a mushroom head AGAIN.
I gotta get a fringe! AH.

But whatever it is, the hairwash was good. :) Super relaxing, especially after a stressful time at school.

Okay, note to self. Get a fringe next time. A sloping fringe.

ANYWAY. I'm kinda getting the school momentum again. Which is a terrifically good thing. So yup, can't wait to finish this sem. And probably do a module during special term 1. And get a job to earn my moola to spend in Australia.

Some good things that have happened this week.
1.
Tickets to/from Sydney are booked, just need the promotion prices to be released in April, so we can pay up.
2.
We're probably taking A380 to/from Sydney. So cool!
3.
My haemoglobin count is on the borderline now, which is awesome. Which means, I don't need to take any more medication. Have been taking so much of them the last 2 months, I'm sick of seeing them.

Yay. Thank You God.

Trust.

Trusting that God has a plan and time for everything.
It's quite a hard thing to do, I shamefully admit.
I always say it to myself. And I've always believed that I had faith.
But today, I've put myself in this mega test of faith, patience, tolerance and self-control.

I will pass this test. Because He'll give me a super duper solution. I don't know what it is. But yeah. That's called faith I think.

Was talking to Wayne the other night, and I realised that I can't like, quote Bible verses off-hand like some zai people. Haha. I always fail in the read-Bible-regularly-and-remember-important-verses department. Heh.

Time to put my flowery-designed Bible to good use. Every morning in the train.

For now, I've only this.
"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life."
John 3:16.
I would slap myself if I don't even remember that verse.
Fortunately I do.

Okay, back to lunch. And work. :)

HTC Dream.

My dream phone.

Ever since Wayne got his HTC 3G.
It's thick. But I still think it's super cool.

And my Samsung died-ed on me two weeks ago. AND I'm using Wayne's aunt's spare phone. AND I dropped it once. Like, flat on the ground. Fortunately the screen didn't get scratched (THANK YOU GOD). But I think the sides are abit dented. OH NOOOOOO.

I'm so stressed. The last thing I need right now, is buying a new phone for the aunt because I damaged her spare phone.

I need MY own phone. NOW. Or really soon.
It really feels horrid having to worry about the phone's welfare because it's someone else's. And the stress adds on when the owner of that phone is your boyfriend's relative.

The Judas Test

Another cool devotional entry from the cool Prime Time With God. I love the title. Like, PRIME TIME NEWS. Red alert red alert.
Alright. Straying off. Getting back to the main point.

"If an enemy were insulting me, I could endure it; if a foe were raising himself against me, I could hide from him. But it is you, a man like myself, my companion, my close friend, with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship as we walked with the throng at the house of God" (Ps. 55:12-14).

Betrayal is one of the most difficult tests that we will ever face because it involves being wounded by someone we trust. It's hard not to become bitter when a friend or family member wounds us. It takes a lot of Christ-like grace to forgive a traitor.

You have probably faced the Judas Test yourself. Everyday you and I work in a marketplace that is rife with betrayal, deception, duplicity, and treachery. Perhaps you have been betrayed by your boss or a coworker. Or perhaps somebody betrayed a confidence or stabbed you in the back. It may have even been someone you've gone to church with or prayed with - someone you trusted as a brother in Christ.

The Judas kiss stings worse than a slap across the face. Almost every leader I know has experienced that sting at one time or another. Yet God is watching to see how we respond to the Judas Test. If we pass the test, He can then take us to the next level, the next test. If we fail, we'll probably have to repeat the test until we learn to forgive.

The Judas Test is God's graduate level course in faith, designed to reveal the truth about ourselves: Are we willing to trust Him enough to forgive the Judases in our lives? The book of Hebrews warns, "See to it that no one misses the grace of God and that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many" (Heb 12:15). When we refuse to forgive we risk infecting others with a "bitter root" of resentment.

Dear God, please help me to forgive.
And to seek forgiveness if necessary.
Most importantly, I pray that you grant me wisdom and love and patience and logic. So I won't piss people off in the first place.
Amen.

A whole new week to become a better person for God. Gambatei!