Monday, July 27, 2009 @ 11:18 PM
God Knows Best.
I'm ever ready for the worst to come. It may or may not happen.
Praying for the last few weeks with her to be doing my best and rushing to do all the skills I need to accomplish coz I only left realistically a few more days to complete many more skills.
I envy the rest of the other groups. but I cant envy. It's a sin.
I can only blame myself for not being lion enough to approach her.
I'm just a rat. I want to go heaven now. ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Well.. now we are allowed to go for IMH posting 2 week starting from next next week after go KKH 2weeks.
I cant escaped from this 2posting.
I need to get ready to wake up real early for 1 mth to catch the first bus and first train.
Studying for her test, which she kindly wanted to help us.
Bring the tabbner now everyday. Thanks.
This is really a huge testing this yr.
Will I get through it?
I know that I surely do not wan to go through it by my own strength.
God is the one who grants me strength and is in control.
I thank God for this I called BIG trial, even tho it cannot be compared to others out there.
Will I still be able to rejoice in it?
God Knows best.
But He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:9
Well... yes Lord, you know where my weakness are and what I've not being trusting you enough. Teach me Lord, what you want me to learn.
Continue to keep me in ur prayers :) If you are kind enough to mention a prayer for me. I'm thankful for those who had kept me in prayers and also who had encourages me alot.
It Is Well With My Soul
When peace like a river attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Refrain:
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul. [Refrain]
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part, but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, O my soul! [Refrain]
And Lord haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll,
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul. [Refrain]