Love me

The past few days (or weeks, I should say) have been pretty tough. Not tough in the sense of hardships per se, but tough in the sense that the end times were near and every freaking thing is due in less than 2 weeks. Gah.

It’s a lot better now though. After 5 pm today was the first time since Thanksgiving Break that I didn’t have anything pressing to work on. My health has been really bad too, considering how little sleep I got and the meals I skipped left and right. It’s no surprise that I lost weight again. I’m not doing a very good job taking care of the Spirit’s holy temple that’s one of the many areas that I need to work on.

On the other hand, I’m starting to feel that closeness with God that I’ve been yearning for again. It’s an immense blessing to have Twig and Ines here to fellowship with and have fun with. They really are like sisters to me. Ha! It’s interesting to think about it that way. Not only do we share the same Father in Heaven, but our bonds are also strengthened by Him so that we can call each other sisters.

We had fun studying together over the weekend. Surprisingly, the three of us stayed pretty focused on our work for a while (until night time, haha). We went out, into a very chilly night, to eat Pho, because Twig wanted something light and a steaming hot bowl of noodles sounded great to me.

Oh those girls are so shameless LOL.

I’ve been praying to God about having a talk with someone. Thank you Twig and Ines

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Something else I’ve been thinking about.

I was on the way to my class this morning in a state of panic, which was probably a result of the combination of lack of sleep and working on my presentation to the very last minute. This was my only class of the day since I already turned in my final project for Lighting and took my Software Engineering exam on the earlier day (see, it wasn’t all because of procrastination!) and I REALLY didn’t want to be late. So while searching frantically for a parking spot, I was praying for God to provide me one close to the Johnnson building, and while powerwalking to class I kept repeating in my head, under my breath “Oh God, oh God, oh Jesus” not so much out of thankfulness or reverence than it was for the feeling of my toes freezing off (don’t you find it funny how people start praying to God when they’re in dire need, even when they’re not Christians?).

Anyways, the point is, the reason why I was in a state of panic was because I was so worried about my presentation and getting a good grade in that class.

What I learned during the past few Sunday morning services has really struck me as true. We think we know what we want and what will make us happy, be it good grades, our dream job, an attractive boyfriend/girlfriend, whatever. And then we pray to God about that. But, as was stated in Twig’s post of Clement’s post, God cares less about our comfort than he does about our character. Only He knows what is best for us.

Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said,

“Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.”

Hebrews 13:5

You wish that you have better clothes and material objects, but what more can you want when I’ve already given you my Son?

You worry about getting a 4.0 this semester, but if you follow me I will give you spiritual fruits that will last your lifetime.

You worry about having a good-paying job in the future, but if you follow me I will lead you down a path to eternal riches in Heaven.

And all I ask of you is this:

Love me. Love my creation. Follow me.

So we say with confidence,

“The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid.

What can man do to me?”

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