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22.12.07

Carolling was fun, I guess.
Because it's not about how well we sing the songs.
It's the heart of worship.
Worship's such an awkward word.
But now I know.

It's full surrender.
Of fears.
Of joy.
Of pride.
Of human rights.
Of emotions.
Of hurt.
Of life itself, how it's not up to us to control it.

Went for the evangelistic party.
Loved it at first, then the fun died down when Martin and Quan left.
But Angel and I started laughing at Joel's stupid "spoon and small spoon" anyway.
Laughed throughout the whole message.
I was wondering who the hell I was.
And why I was behaving that way.
I do childish things without a reason, sometimes.
And I don't look cool doing it.
I'm not gonna say "I'm crazy" and push it into the background.
Because the littlest things make up who we are.
So these things do matter.
2 people were saved today, 2 people whom I'll be seeing in heaven.

To that special someone:
Hey.
God doesn't look at your past wrongs.
As long as you're sincere.
As long as you want a love that will NEVER FAIL YOU.
As long as you know even life's storms are sent by Him.
He's gonna fill that gap when you're empty.
He's gonna save you from slavery of sin.
Because He loves you.
Love is such an easy word to say, isn't it?
But if you feel it, you'll never wanna let it go.
Love is something you don't ever wanna write off when you're in pain, because it's something to hold onto.
Not worldly love, but godly.
Love is a mystery, that no matter how much you break God's heart, He'll always be there to embrace you with open arms.
That Jesus died on the cross for your sins.
Not just physically, but emotionally.
Imagine how those nails pierced through guiltless hands.
But hey, He's calling you.
Jesus died and resurrected for you again so that the gift of salvation may be FREE to all.
You just need to respond.

xoxo

(oh i realised my most recent posts are so about God.
haha. but WOTEVA. i like them.)

i want my first kiss.