Finally, this is the end of a long awaited one week break. From the time we were having Gibson hangover to seeing the tail of the break coming, time just scuttled past to now we see the head of a new term again. This term, it is going to be less wearisome for me except for the fact that exams are coming in the month of November. At least, I have cleared most of my debts in school. October is a sweet month. Less deadlines, more pace and more happiness for me. I hope it is the same for everyone else too. As I surge towards this new month especially when my birthday is a week from now, my heart is saturated with the precipitations of the past two months of restlessness. The nights of staying up to catch up on literature and the rest of the stuff seem too vivid that I cannot believe I haven’t really broken down as yet. And the past two months of retrieving lost memories, constructing new memories with somebody is quite a blissful learning experience as well. The engine is starting again to a new beginning. At the starting point of this journey, I am not sure where it is going to bring me to, but I know life is not about reaching a destination, but to traverse it with varying views along the way, to a culmination of having learnt. I need to keep telling myself that because I am fearfully and wonderfully created, I am made for great things in life. Though we may not know what our destiny exactly is, we know that God is undoubtedly the compass of our souls. His love is a pardoning love that is only spelled in the blood of Christ. In the toil and rush of the day, do we stop to pray? Or even plead on our knees? As roads of confusion wind, endless stretches of highways above our eyes, God as the master of my life remains constant and is the cornerstone of my faith. I am slowly convinced that life is indeed beautiful.
The week before me is a week of celebration. I remember clearly last year how I have celebrated my 23rd birthday with oozing joy. This year, though my close pals like kit and james and of course, joanna, are not around by my side, there are many other people who are going to celebrate with me out of a love they have for me. Measure by measure, I am increasingly happier. And that is what it is all about. A blessed year of restoration. A year better than the previous, a time more memorable than before, a moment more precious than just now. I will be meeting many people in the week.
Mon—wendy and the cg girls
Wed—charmaine and johnny
Sat—my old YA cg
Sun—warrren and family
Mon (my bday)—julie, mary and chuyia
Tue—somebody
It’s a neatly packed schedule that I am definitely looking forward to. Is it still a simple affair for a birthday? In adversity, we grow, and in simplicity, we find what we want best.
May the charming roses of His love bloom forever and ever.
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