These past days I’ve been living on the edge or maybe just being really forgetful. I dont know why but I didn’t have an umbrella with me when I left school. I always have an umbrella tucked in my bag. You never know when it will rain here in Singapore. Yesterday, when I left school it was getting dark and overcast, but it started to rain only a few moments before I reached my apartment building.
As I left school today, it started to rain. I secretly hoped that by the time my train ride arrived at my destination the rain would miraculously stop after 45 minutes or so. Once I arrived at the MRT(train) station, I saw people with wet umbrellas coming in. I stopped by the grocery store inside, tried to take up some time and couldn’t really tell if it was still raining or not. I continued with my stubborn attitude and decided not to spend money on an umbrella. As I looked outside at the long 12 minutes between me and the comforts of my apartment, the rain seemed to be coming down even harder.
It was too late to buy an umbrella now. I carried my groceries (a bag of chips and ice cream, don’t judge) and put my grey cardigan over my white shirt and embraced the rain. I listened to the rain. I soaked up the rain. I felt the cool rain trickle down on my face. I finally felt refreshed.
I’ve been trying to be arts and craft-sy lately with a few diy projects. I’m attempting to paint some canvases to hang up on my living room wall, create a canvas portrait and paint some cards. Here are some of my attempts and projects in progress. Unfortunately, I had a pretty big failure with one of my canvas portraits. Stay tuned for hopefully some finished pieces of work, if they come out well!
the drop box
a box is for groceries that are too heavy for plastic bags
a box is not for breathing babies light enough to carry with one hand
a box is for packing all of your crucial things you think you can not live with out
a box is not for rapidly beating hearts abandoned by the world
a box is for books that are being returned to it’s home in the library
a box is not for minds, eager to be shaped by places only books can take you
a box is for playing kings and queens in a make believe castle
a box is not a home for royalty
a box that illustrates a story of faith, hope and love
a box that says you are worth every breath
a box that brings a new life
this is the drop box
This poem was inspired by this video that I just watched.
Check out more information on this movie on their website: http://dropbox-movie.com./film.html
For Chinese New Years, we had a lovely 4 day weekend. I went to Bintan, Indonesia with a group of friends. It was only a 1 hour ferry ride from Singapore. Our hotel ended up being pretty much in the middle of no where! Howeve,we had a big group of people so we were able to entertain ourselves at the pool and played a lot of games. On the third day, we finally got some sunny weather and went to beach. It was a good 45 minute drive from our hotel, but definitely worth it!
Today our pastor preached on James 1: 1-8. We are going through the book of James for this sermon series. I know it’s going to be challenging and powerful. Today’s sermon had me thinking a lot about the importance of faith. The way that we respond to the trials we face will reveal our faith. What kind of faith do I have?
“Count it all joy, my brothers when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing. ” -James 1:2-4