Go, Stop, Go

Dear Mr.Traffic Light.

Its been red for a while now, and I'm wondering if it will ever turn green. Waiting is no fun. But good things come to those who wait, no?

I know You will provide me, with the best green light.

but still, the selfish, impatient me asks,

(surprise me next week please? *grin*)

Thanks Mr Traffic Light, I know You've got my back. :)

Sincerely,

Not Eugene. How about Aiden?

A Funny Moment

The other day, I spent 20 minutes in tutorial doing the wrong past year question, and came discussion time, I proudly announced the first answer, only to be shot down gently by the tutor, "Youre looking at the wrong past year" *shy*.

Interestingly, I was the only one sitting alone. And it got me thinking, that mistakes will go unnoticed by trying to do anything alone, without guidance and people checking up on you.

Be not alone, Be humble and seek help.

Most importantly, do not depend on your own strength. For you might end up wasting it.

The Retreat

Retreat (verb).  a. A period of seclusion, retirement, or solitude. b. A period of group withdrawal for prayer, meditation, or study.

Both a. and b. rang true in this retreat. I could not have asked for a better culmination to 5 weeks of seeking and learning, of fellowship and growing, of discovering and building. There was simultaneously deeply personal finding and at the same time a bonding of a group united under one banner - Jesus. Time did not stand still, but rather it felt like every moment was fulfilled and purposeful, not one second of looking back. Because this was no ordinary retreat filled with ordinary people. LEADERS filled the hallways, LEADERS experienced God together, and LEADERS stood by one another in the two days in Kimgara Park.

I was inspired by the people around me, who had a fire burning in them, igniting everyone around them in so many ways. I was amazed at the willing hearts, who took in the Word and were hungry, so hungry for more and more. I was touched by the humble spirits all around me that strived for God's glory and not their own. Simply put, I was most excited because I could see that a whole new generation was born in that place. I was blessed by the abundance of examples to follow, of good influence, of wise words, of lessons learnt, of brothers and sisters I can count on, and I know, oh I know, that it all came from the simple fact that God was with us. Emmanuel. And He will be with every single one of us, beyond those two days, forever in us until the end of ends.

I guess it took 6 months in Melbourne for me to see how many times I've been messing up God's plans for my life. I need to realise that letting Him guide me, instead of trying to work more of me and less of Him at every step, would be the better option. To have the faith the size of a mustard seed, I wonder if I have that. One lesson that I learnt is that to flow down a river, you have to let go of whatever you're holding on to that is keeping you there.

I do not claim to come out of this a better person, if anything it has made me even more aware of what and where I am lacking in. But the joy is in that it has made me wiser, and that I am not alone in the race. And this race is different from any other, because in this race, the last shall be first, and the first shall be last.