What Matters Most...

Someone has asked me what it's like to be me. He asked me whether it's hard to have a life like mine. I didn't respond but I gave him a giggle: which gave my dad a wrong signal. I couldn't give a straight answer, for I simply do not know how to gather the words to describe how blessed I am to have this life.

There are a lot of things in this world that people are willing to die for: luxury, wealth, fame, and things that rely on this world for existence. But the best things in life are not the things that can be seen by our eyes but the things that can be felt by the heart in soul. We often get blinded by the comfort and satisfaction these things offer so we lose our grip on what's more important. Someone who is a fool would grab any opportunity to have all of these things at the tip of their fingers. There is nothing wrong with having the desire to have these things but to depend on them? Not entirely good. That is what my life is all about. Having the least things this life offers. I'm not complaining, but I'm helping myself have a better view of this matter.

Eyes will look down on me. Minds will judge me regardless. Lips will fool me with its deceiving words. I can never complain nor ask questions.No but's, no if's no why's. It's all about sacrifice, perseverance and humility. When people decide to step on me, or to ruin my reputation, I should not argue but rather, I should accept all their actions towards me. Good or bad. It's love that should always reign over me when I start to feel doubtful when times are hard. It's a tough state, where I am now. But I simply tell myself: "It doesn't matter if I receive a thousand persecutions from everyone, as long as I have Him by my side, he will never lead me astray. And I know someone out there is having a harder time getting through this life so I have no right to complain. I have everything I need. No more, no less."

I'm happy with what I have. Even though I do not get everything I want, He makes sure that I always have all that I need. I love how He guides me through everyday of my life. In which some of those instances, I haven't even asked for it, yet He has already given. It's overwhelming. The love of God. The feeling of always having Him by my side. I could never ask for more. Before, I would ask, why couldn't I have the things I want in this life and I wouldn't know the answer. But now, I know the answer is very simple. And that's because I need something more important than what I want. I need something not of this world. And that is what I am most thankful for. Realising that I should not focus on things that are temporary.

The answer to the man's question I mentioned before is NO. Trials will test my faith but this is the best gift God has given me. A life inside the ministry. I'm willing to give my life if asked of me just to protect it.

Post Sydney to Melbourne Long Drive

So we went to Sydney for the M's gathering and it was hella fun. I got to see M's kids I've met from last year and I've met new ones too. We casually sat with each other and talked about lots of things. We took photos and played Bring Me. Although it was a bit embarrassing, we still enjoyed it. And that significantly showed unity. I wish we could've stayed longer and spent more time with each other but it was only until 2.30 in the afternoon.

2013 Journals, Planners and Emotion Jars

I got excited when I found a lot of things to do during this year. I've succeeded to do the Emotion Jars and now, I'm going to try my best not to be such a slack when it comes to HANDwriting things. I'm also doing the 365 photos in a year challenge and another 365 day challenge which I've seen on my friend's blog. So here is a brief overview of the stuff I'm going to do routinely throughout the year.

Emotion Jars

I know they look traditional / native, but I have no other choice. It's the only thing I can find here at home. Nothing else, not even used jars. They look "Errrr" but it's better than nothing. I get some bonus time because I need not to decorate them. (I've already had two thoughts on two of those jars, and I'm really really excited to fill them all up).

The next thing (and this is actually my favourite, because I fancy notebooks) are my journals / planners / diaries). I just didn't notice I've had too much pink stuff. Lately I've been buying pink too often, and I don't even notice until I go out of the store. Could it be my mystery favourite colour? Oh my gosh. Too typical. Anyway, here they are.

Would you believe me if I tell you I got them all from The Reject Shop? They're cheap but good. The last photo, well I wrapped it with curtain cloth material. I stapled it and it may look pretty on the photo but it's a disaster. The staples are obvious and it's not the perfect A4 notebook. I got it from woolworths and it costs a dollar. Oh my gosh, and I just remembered, it's colour pink on the inside! God. Pink overload. I wish I had a Tiffany journal. I'll worship it more than anything else. Ha. But anyway, I hope I'll have fun. Goodluck to my future callouses. Ugh.

Bonus:

The Tiffany and Co. Journal

Isn't it lovely? But to be honest, it's just the same as others. The only difference is that it's from TIFFANY & CO. I so love it. This is my favourite colour and not pink! Haha.