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Ecclesiastes 7:16 - 18

Do not be overly righteous, Nor be overly wise: Why should you destroy yourself?
Do not be overly wicked, Nor be foolish: Why should you die before your time?
It is good that you grasp this, And also not remove your hand from the other; For he who fears God will escape them all.

What Pastor Tan said today's really true, being mature and freer and freer in God comes hand in hand.

There's a fine line between my own fleshly nature speaking, and common sense.
between fervor for God and actually obeying Him in the way He desires.
between doing what's right and being what's right.
between denying your emotions and directing it through the right channels.
between holy sorrow and a pity party.
between a wish for privacy and a double life.
between wisdom and being judgmental.
between arrogance and healthy confidence.
between a desire to serve and other motives.
between what you say and what you think.
between a healthy social life and compromising to peer pressure.
between loneliness and solitude.

so many of them
but I just need one source
sometimes people wonder that I would be so conservative about relationships
that's cos there's always two sides involved
you're simultaneously giving and taking
simultaneously generous and selfish
which side's stronger? is there balance? are you ready?
you can be open to possibilities
but always think think think
pray pray pray
before you allow your heart to take the plunge
cos you'll always have the reins of your heart in your hands
only you ever decide who rules it
love isn't blind to what's true
a wise person once said:
if you need a boyfriend/girlfriend
you ain't ready for one
cos you are YOU
someone with a destiny unique to yourself
not just a boyfriend/girlfriend
and if you haven't found that right source to live a fulfilling life already
then you don't have anything to give
beyond yourself
don't get me wrong
you don't have to be perfect to get attached
you just don't have to be attached to go on to perfection
don't get distracted
cos it's the anointing that draws the right one

at least
that's my opinion =)


just jang said…
yes. its the anointing that draws the right one. i'll hold on to that. =)

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