Have you ever touched a newborn baby? I don't mean those already a few days old, you know...those that are just born. They are amazingly soft...
Anyways I've been hearing so much news (of people around me) these past few days and I've been happy and surprised and saddened and having lots of mixed feelings about some stuff at the same time. And I'm thinking I'm living in a crazy world where people are getting no better, they are just becoming more and more evil and hard-hearted and careless and...just heartless lah. The future is so uncertain, good people can turn bad any time, anything can happen any time, anywhere.
But in the midst of all these things that are going through my mind, I am suddenly reminded of how God remains firm; He is and cannot be shaken...He is faithful when we are not. And this song just speaks of whatever I'm convinced of...
Love Came Down (by Ben Cantelon) When I call on Your name You answer When I fall You are there by my side You delivered me out of darkness Now I stand in the hope of new life
By grace I'm free You've rescued me All I am is Yours
I've found a love greater than life itself I've found a hope, stronger and nothing compares I once was lost, but now I'm alive in You
You're my God and my firm foundation It is You whom I'll trust at all times I give glory and praise, adoration To my Saviour who's seated on high
Love came down and rescued me I thank You, I thank You I once was blind but now I see I see You, I see You
Woooohh...okie so I have not been writing in here for some time.
Our ward princess turned two last week (she's such a toughie lah...it's amazing), and the price of petrol has gone up so crazily.
We got news that tonnes and tonnes of people were queueing up at petrol kiosks just to fill up their tanks before midnight struck that day...and Jo and I were thinking, what an unearthly thing to do. You drive all the way there and then wait in the car and waste whatever precious petrol that's left in your tank...
And then our dear mummy said (later that night) that we should go fill our tanks up as well. I was like, what??! Okie nevermind...so Jo took the yellow Ford, mum took the blue Ford, and I stayed home. Heheh...I thought I escaped. But Mum came back in a while exclaiming that the kiosk they went to sudah habis petrol. And she told me to take the Kia to other petrol kiosks.
Reluctantly, I went...and in my pajamas. I mean, I coudln't care less...I didn't have to get down from the car anyway. So I made my way to the Taman Emas petrol kiosk and, unsurprisingly, there was a long queue. So I waited...with the radio on and the doors locked, I was pretty comfortable and thinking this wasn't so bad after all.
After waiting for like almost 20 minutes, I was only inching forward and nowhere nearer to the kiosk. So I called Jo and asked where she was. She said she was at Taman Saujana and that I should go to Taman Desa because the queue was shorter. So okie lah, I took off to Taman Desa...
But lo and behold, as I was making my way there, the indicator that my tank was emptying started blinking. I started to worry...what if my tank really kosong and I got stranded? I was in my darn pajamas and my phone battery was dying...
Anyways to cut the long story short, I managed to get home in one piece, with my pajamas intact, my phone still alive, and with a tank of petrol worth RM 100.
Crazy lah...aiyoh.
And hmmm, why am I writing like this? I should blog more...my writing skills is staling away...eeeeeww.
