I don't feel like saying anything philosophical or BIG today. Just rambling about my beautiful life.

Caught Butterfly Lovers with Ami on Friday. It's just a typical romance movie, no major surprises nor twists in the plot, but it's just the power of Wu Zun you know. But all the shopping and talking was just a good stress relief from school, and I totally enjoyed the company :)

I took my first LRT ride today. Yah call me sua ku if you want, but I just didn't have any reason to be taking an LRT. And anyway, the LRT is just like those at the airport, nothing fascinating.

And what was I doing at Sengkang? My ex-colleague Haida invited me to her house for Hari Raya, and I haven't seen her for close to a year. It's amazing enough that I'm remembered after such a long time out of HSBC, and it's even more amazing when she started giving a recount of the things I did back then as a temp. I was like "woah, I don't even remember doing such things with you all."

She has two little daughters, the younger one kept staring at me with her fishball eyes since the moment I stepped into the house. Haida said that the little one is usually shy in front of strangers to the extent that she'd go far far away from them, but when I was there she just kept smiling and sat a mere 20cm away from me. The mummy was like "You're very lucky you know, usually she's not so uninhibited towards strangers."

I think I have the friendly look lah. I mean, the harmless look.

I miss working at HSBC. Or rather, I miss earning my own money. Plus being showered with love all around by the big aunties and uncles, and joking around with the other temp girls.

Today during youth service, we had a guest speaker Steven Seow. If you think you had a terrible week, it would never have been worse than his. Firstly, because he's a lawyer by profession, all the bad news in the U.S has created an adverse impact on him and his work. And because he had been speaking at various churches for the past weeks, he only had time to prepare for our sermon this week itself. But just when he thought he could finally settle down to pray about the sermon topic on a Friday night, his sister called to say she was going to commit suicide and asked him to go collect her body. Even when he was telling us about all these things I thought I saw tears welling up in his eyes. I mean, what an eventful week you know.

Nah, the sister is still alive today. Just that he ended up having such a sucky week and he totally wasn't prepared for sermon today. Like he stood up there on stage and said frankly that he had zero idea on what to talk about. With 200 pairs of eyes staring at him expectantly.

But I do agree with him, that he made a right decision not to ask Pastor Reuben to take over. The Lord must have had a reason in sending him to speak to us, considering the fact that he's not even from our church and he was just a guest speaker. And because he took the step of faith to speak despite his circumstances, I believe God honoured him for the things he had done. And I believe his sermon came just at the appropriate time, that "faith is the substance of the things hoped for, and the evidence of the things unseen". Because faith is not about feelings, even when he totally didn't feel like speaking, he persevered.

Wonderful man of God. Faithful, obedient and courageous.

Recently the word faith just keeps recurring in my head. I think, faith is not only about believing when you feel like it, then on times when you have hellish days you begin to curse and swear and claim that God doesn't love you. Faith is like....trusting Him above all your good and bad circumstances, knowing very well that He knows, and He cares.

And there's always one thing I always find comfort in. Humans disappoint, but God never disappoints.