Sometimes I wonder, what lies ahead.
Today, my 3rd semester in Brisbane officially ended. Head held high charging to uni early in the morning, I battled with my last paper, and came out wounded. It wasn't the 1st time I hurt, the truth is that I suffered bruises and wounds here and there throughout the 4 papers that I sat for. It wasn't a vintage semester, undeniably, all the subjects were real challenging, even from the beginning of the downgrade of some assignments, though recovery achieved in the second leg, the final exam was a piece of hard nut to crack. Lord I trust in you. It is not a matter of how good grade I can achieve, but I just desire to honour You in my studies. May be I have given my best, may be not.
Gone the semester, welcome the winter break. It gonna be one whole month. My foreseeable schedule is fully packed. To further substantiate the fact, I gave up the National Conference and Games (NCG) in Canberra. Initial plan of returning home was shrugged off hardly way early.
Coming on:
1. Daniel 1 Breakaway Camping @ Lake Wivenhoe.
2. Meetings...
3. Inaugural Campus Christian Movement Student Conference at Watson Convetion Centre
4. Amazing G-Race
Amazing G-Race is gonna leave a page in my life. I am heading the organising team, so who can we beat? :P Keep the event in prayer.
During the exam month, I hadn't sport a lot, and the cold weather was pushing my perspiration back into the body. Let it all out please! First thing first after my exam, I found myself running up and down on the basketball court once again. Reignited. Something that I am passionate of, something that I hope I can be really good at.
Looking back, I picked up a number of sports, from badminton to basketball, basketball to soccer etc, but I haven't really achieve much. "Half pail of water", the Chinese saying goes. Perhaps if I had given myself in the primary years in the sports, I will be a super star now. Jay Chou, come on! It didn't taste nice when you meet those state or national players who were once the same par as you, or even below the par when you both started. Only If. But wait, there might be a twist, as most sportsmen didn't study much. God is great, I am just too succumbed to say that. He has a plan, if Plan A works, Plan B can never work. But yes, all of us have a choice to make. A choice that honours God, is above all.
However, though I am not a superstar, nor a star, sports allow me to make sea of friends, and a channel to speak the word God into people's life. Life is tough, is never easy and it doesn't speak complacency. Once you halt, you stop growing and you stop seeing things. Challenges are omnipresent. Seeing the pain and hardship of many ones, it hurts you too.
Lord, be it a fruitful, productive and joyful holiday ahead. For you are in me, and I am in you. Love.
