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Wow February

It's already Feb!

Lots of birthdays coming up. ><

Getting into the rhythm of juggling all the stuff I gotta do - but one thing i learnt is to keep assessing my priorities! It's funny how most of my time is spent at work, and in school, or even with friends when my higher priorities are my family and time with God & for sanity's sake, myself (though of course, QT is really good enough to satisfy that). Sometimes it can't be helped, but most of the times it's cos i didn't think before i committed.

Everything's a bit of a struggle this week. Then I realized that in the midst of everything that's becoming a bit overwhelming or impossible to do, I forgot to talk to God abt it. This week's really shown me how busyness & hard stuff can reveal what you truly desire. When homework piles up, when I'm mixing with different people at my workplace - i see that i desire very much to be successful by my own ability, that i like to work because of a sense of accomplishment that has nothing to do with God, and also that sometimes i want others to define myself instead of having the responsibility of deciding. I see how easy things can draw me away, make it easy to backslide even though I may go to church - but in simple things, before someone leaves, they have already backslided; in their values, in their thought-life, in their speech, in what they do when no one's looking.

Pst Ulf: 'This is what sanctification is about: becoming increasingly like Him... This nature of Jesus is the life that the Spirit conveys to us by grace.'
--> Phew~! I can't and I'm not expected to do it by myself!

In the same article: 'If the devil can keep us away from Jesus so that the cross becomes nothing more than a 'plus sign,' a bridge in an illustration or an equation that adds up, then we will lose our love and appreciation for what actually happened at Calvary.'
--> And i realised that though i know this, it doesn't stop me from blaming God for my dryness when it is I who won't stir myself up to pray and be humble enough to ask for help.

ok, off to cell group! :D


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