it’s been 4 days
and i think i’m missing you.
I miss being in the same place as you. I miss glancing over and catching you looking at me. I miss your cheesy smiles. I miss your argumentative nature. I miss you giving me shoulder massage. I miss you talking to me in that funny voice. I miss giving you funny looks when I don’t get something you said. I miss you coming to town and have lunch with me. I miss you not coming over to hang out with me. I miss you not watching movie with me. I miss you not baging my bad choice of movie.
and it’s only been a few months since we are friends again.
i’m numb
I’m all cried out, al wounded, left by the side with no where to go… I don’t know what is there to do anymore. I don’t know what is there to cried for anymore. I don’t know what to say anymore. I’m tired. and I”m all cried out.
wall
I have a wall. It is built so high that I don’t quite know where it is going or when it is going to stop. Everytime someone betrays me or hurts me, I build it higher. I remember why I have a bubble now. I have a bubble so that I can prevent people from hurting me.
I want it all to stop. I want people to stop hurting me. I want to stop loving, stop caring, stop feeling.
i’m making a decision
i feel like i am giving up. giving up everything that I have put my heart to…. i don’t want to do it anymore.. i don’t feel like i can do it anymore. the truth is, i am giving up. i don’t want to play the game anymore. I want it to be normal. I want it to be easy. I want to stop feeling like that. I want to stop feeling alone. I want to stop having to cry at night. I want to stop having to pretend that everything will be ok. I want to stop thinking or knowing that things are ok when I don’t know. I don’t know if it will work. I don’t know if anyone will care. I don’t care if people are annoyed with me. Why is it that I always have to try so hard? Why do I have to be the grown up? Why do I have to cope? Why do I have to do all these?
i want to leave.
how?
i’m sorry that i never got to tell you what a legend you are. I wish I got to encourage you as how you encouraged me. How you belived in me even when you were in pain. I don’t know how you do it. If God was trying to teach me how to be brave and strong, all I needed to do was to look to you. I wish I would tell you how much I appreciated your friendship. I wish I could tell you that you’ve made such an impact in my life. You taught me how to be patient. We prayed for the kids in Elevation – to think about it, you stood for all the youth’s salvation and relationship with God in spite of what you were going through. You made yourself strong because you had such a strong faith in God. How did you do that? How is that even possible?
Even today you continue to make such a difference in people’s life. People from different parts of the world continue to weep as they lose a friend who had inspired them in their walk with God. You have left a stamp in each one of us. Nobody will ever forget you. We hang on to meet you again. We hang on to walk in the journey that you never got to walk in. But most of all, we hang on because of your love, your love for people and God.
I will never forget our times together. I know you are with God now. I know that you have completed your journey here on earth. How does that feel? How does it feel to be with God? Was it all worth it? I know you will say that it was all worth it. That everything you did was worth it. And you know what, I think it was. THe people that you touched will never be the same again. I will never be the same again.
Somehow I know that you are looking down at us and wrapping your arms around us because even though it hurts that you are gone, there is a peave about it that you are OK. You are home now.
this too, shall pass
When I was in KL, I started questioning. Perhaps it was my hype from being away the week before and having such a tangible experience with God while praying for people… and when I was in KL, all of that dissapeared. Somehow, God seemed to have dissapeared too. I waited for Him everyday but somehow either I never waited enough or perhaps distraction just too big.
At one point I ask myself if all these has been a dream.
I don’t know.
I am scared because my heart has never felt like this before.
I want to go home.
When I cannot run anymore
What are you meant to do when you can’t feel it? Or when things just doesn’t feel right? I used to think if it is scary, I can run away. But this time I couldn’t.
I stood in front of everyone.. and I was trying to figure out what others were thinking. I wonder if they could see right through me and knew what I was thinking. I wanted to run. I was trying so hard to get things right but it became so wrong – everything was wrong. I couldn’t figure out how to keep speaking.. I just did. I wasn’t sure what I said..
I don’t know.
heart business
The heart lacks what the brain tell it to do.
My destiny starts with God’s willing purpose
I stop sorting out what I think it is
I start thinking what God wants it to be
I start dreaming in a way that God has dreamt
I start waiting.
Waiting because it is a journey of eternity
Waiting because I have been called
Waiting because deep inside, I know.
my limitations to world domination…hah
I hate public speaking. Therefore, naturally, preaching is not something I like to do “for fun”. Standing in front of the public is daunting to me because I feel that people are scrutinising every single part of me. (what I say, what I am doing, what I look..). I am on a journey of rediscovering that I do not need to care. I just need to do what I am suppose to do.
Sometimes when I am preparing for a preach, I am troubled with the fact that perhaps (maybe perhaps) people would not want to listen to me because I am not good enough. Random thoughts would run through my head and I realised that I find myself questioning.
Am I animated enough?
Am I inspiring enough?
Did they understand what I was trying to say?
Did I tell them what God wanted them to hear?
Am I just going on and on?
Sometimes I am not sure if what I say cut it. I think my inexperience in preaching to people shows; when I start questioning myself. Most of the time I try to ignore the questions and go where the spirit wants me to, but when the night ends, I often battle with those questions again.
I want to be God’s vessel when I preach but I don’t know if I know enough. I find that because I have not been a Christian for long, I probably don’t know a lot. I can’t help but compare myself to other youth/young adult pastors. What do I have that would allow me to know as much as them when most of them have been Christians for most of their life and some of them have been to bible college? Even though I try to learn as much as I can, getting as many resources that I can to fit into my time, I don’t know if it is enough. What is enough? I don’t know what is enough for me to know…perhaps the reason for that is because there isn’t ever enough in this area…? I think I will be able to accept that if I am told that is the case. I will summit to that.
I am probably not the most confident person that a lot of people know. I am not used to flattery or praises because that is almost foreign to me when I was growing up. I do not respond well to praises because I never know if people actually meant it or they are being sarcastic. In Malaysia, sarcasm is almost non existance because we normally associate sarcasm to being rude. Therefore, to come to here to adjust to the fact that sarcasm was basically part of life is hard.
I don’t know how to be confident. I don’t understand how what I do has been good enough to deserve a pat on the back. I always think that I am standing in for someone – that it is not really me that people want; a second fiddle.
I am learning how to be confident in God – which in turn allow me to be confident in Him. I know that God only uses what I have, not what I do not have; so I use it. This is a huge journey for me, but I know it will get there.
Because I am not very confident, sometimes I struggle with knowing that I have the authority and capacity to reach people. I feel that I am more confident that I can touch young and newer Christians. Older Christians are sometimes a chore. I feel that they have a perception that I am not good enough to talk to them. Or I don’t know enough.
The main reason that I have struggle with it is because J told me that he feels that some of the people he knows are wasting time in id because it’s not good enough for them. To be honest, I was not too impress with it. I believe that we are not to rely on our own wisdom but God’s wisdom. I know that a lot of my leaders are probably young at their Christian faith, but I know that we are also working hard in learning more, gaining more wisdom and relying on God more.
I know I do not have to please everyone.
I know I cannot reach everyone
I just need to know what I am doing is enough
I often struggle with time. I find that sometimes I am running against time because of going from one job to another and the demands of trying to be the best PA and YAP. I struggle to find a good balance to be good at both and because of that, I feel that I have dissapoint people around me. I want to be good at what I do – but I cannot be good at what I do if I am not given the oppurtunity to be good at it!
Being a PA is a huge challenge to my time. Even though I try to make things as easy as it could be and as smooth as it should be, I find that things are change at a drop of a hat without my knowledge. I do not like looking or feeling like an idiot…but sometimes (not always, but sometimes) I feel that I am an idiot because I don’t know what my boss is doing or wanting to do! I know this is my problem because I can choose to think otherwise and I can choose to be more proactive, but my time limits my capacity to function at 100%.
Sometimes I also feel frusrated when I have to be doing other stuff such as sitting at the reception..while I don’t mind doing it, but it has prove to be my biggest time wasting task. I am not able to do my work while I am at the reception because of the needs of others yelling from every corner of the rooms! Generally, I hate wasting time because I lack time….and when I waste time, I feel that I haven’t been productive.
I hope I have been putting in enough time as a YAP. I don’t know if I have because I don’t know if what I am doing is enough. Sometimes I get annoyed because I don’t have enough time with the young adults. I know that one of the biggest influnce on to someone is by spending time with them… but how do I know if I have done enough?
I need to know if what I am doing at the moment for this season is enough. I will summit to that. I need to know that I am not making things worst. I need to know that I am somehow still making a difference..