明知故挺

Woke up to a strange but familiar sense of belonging this morning. Unable to grasp the meaning of it all, I wondered and asked in amazement how the landscape of things could change so quickly. The landscape of one's heart even.

Much as we lament the fact that we hate how Singapore tears down old buildings and builds new, better structures in replacement within months, we can't deny the fact that change is inevitable. Our struggle is in accepting it.

What is loyalty? Who owns you today? Who do you owe to give your heart to? Who do you choose to pledge allegiance and undying love to? These are all but empty promises that one day will fall flat and prove itself fruitless. And yet day in day out, promises are made, and blessedly, they should be made. They should be made because of the one great gift that we were given.

Hope.

Hope of a better future, Hope of a blessed life, Hope of a healthy body, Hope of a successful career. Hope kills? Expectation. That's the one that kills. Hope uplifts our souls. The very part of us that doesn't seem to belong to us, the soul that God breathed unique into each and everyone of us, that soul that determines if you're the emo sort, or the genteel logical sort.

Bonds broken, bonds formed. Warm hearts growing cold, cold hearts reigniting its flame. All things shall come to pass, not in our timing, but in his.

Decisions made, consequences follow. In sadness and in joy, in sickness and in health.

Friends they come and go.
To me, some have already walked out the door...
I won't close the door, but I know I've outgrown the phase where I want to try and make everyone mine, because no one is here to be owned except by the one and only sovereign being. The creator of all, who even he, doesn't try to own us.

Today, I'm really thankful that the heavy rain turned into a drizzle when Peeps and I arrived. I'm really thankful that my fever is gone and my flu has subdued, and I'm really thankful for safe flights, and really thankful and grateful for a loyal friend who has chosen to stand by my side even if it doesn't seem logical, or even when I'm clearly the one at fault and the one in the wrong.

Just like how God sent his one and only son Jesus to save us from ourselves, even when he knew.... we didn't deserve it and we clearly are in the wrong. God's allegiance, his loyalty to us, his amazing grace, is something we cannot ask for. It is his gift to us. If only we would reach out and accept it.

Thank you Mon mon, for sticking by me.
有你在我身旁，我真的觉得自己勇敢了很多。

Merry Christmas all of you :)