brakecrashburn

while this site was rotting away… i have been openly embracing and really enjoying the Os. weird, i know. but these past few days have really shown me God’s providence and his faithfulness in every circumstance. also the daily pre-exam prayer meetings have been a success with an average 15-20+ turn up each day. (praise the lord)
now, i’m just looking forward to my impending freedom and permission to post on the xanga site again. i also realise that in less than 3 weeks, i will no longer be an ____ girl. so uhm, i’m just gonna be like a lost sheep who doesnt have a reason for her apparent lack of eq. (no more excuses… i cant be (un)intentionally spoiled and bratty and get away without a valid reason anymore. i.e. __ girl lah)
damn it damn it damn it

will you break me now?
will you take me in your grace?

(my God is mighty to save, He is mighty to save.
by His blood, my eyes no longer want to shut, my hands no longer ache. i am filled and i simply just want to finish running this race for You and with You by my side.)

squealing teenage girl running in circles throwing confettied history notes in air and chanting “no more sabita! no more sabita!” while in middle of school courtyard. then laughing to self because hitler’s mustache had landed on gorbachev’s forehead and one plumb russian female’s breast had landed on stalin’s chest. trotsky then happened to be torn in half and was wearing a nazi-soviet pact handshake for a bottom but… no cannot, wwjd. plus, mr tang says to save the trees. and besides, i’m an __ girl, cannot litter!

dang it, i was so looking forward to…

as my days become gradually more eventless, i’ve begun to enjoy my time on the swing each night more and more. tonight was special though. so i was swinging and as usual just trying to sort out feelings/thoughts and stuff like that and i realised that i am actually one sad girl. but never mind about that, i keep strong emotions to swing time. so, i was feeling a tad confused and my eybrows were self-furrowing and my heart just sank suddenly. then i looked into this really bright beam of light that seemed to be shining my way at the point. and i saw the cross in that beam of light. at that very instant, my ipod started playing:

“Everything will work out
Everything will work out
For Your glory
I know You’ll use it all

Fall upon Your mercy
Call upon Your kindness
Will You come to me
And search my heart again”

coincidence? i think not. my God is a God of wonders. and He loves me so.

then i heard a distinct voice, “daughter, my hand is outstretched, grab hold, i will shelter you from this storm and bring you peace. today, you will be with me in paradise”

cuz i’ll be yours forever
put myself on your shoulders
i’ll be yours forever
put my life in your hands

you shine your light for all to see now
i’m full of your grace
you have empowered me

i’ll be yours forever
my life is in your hands

[right now i'm holding on very tight and praying that God will sustain me through these last 6 weeks and oh my goodness, i'm almost there. God also whispered in my ear that i'll be fine, that he'll see me through. and i am now at rest and just trusting in him]