to erica

hello (: this post is for you! haha. I wanted to leave something on your blog but it wouldn't work so you have a post for yourself. haha. anyhow, here's what I wanted to say:

mmm. thanks for the comment below. and I just read your blog and my dear, I LOVE the one written on the 25th of july. It's EXACTLY what I think and could I have permission to post it on my blog? Let me know yah? (:
Oh, and. I'll blog when I have the time! I have so many things to write about man. haha. definitely.
That's all I wanted to say. (:

To the rest of you/us.. take care and study hard!!
God bless!

the best class EVER. at mr samuel's send off. I miss him SOOO much still. really. never thought i'd miss someone so much. =Pp k. it's lydia, ME, grace, xw, qh, huijie and mariam.  

corinthians

The ancient Greeks gave Love three classifications. There’s Eros, from which comes the word “erotic”. This love is very self-centred, very demanding. It is fulfilled by lust, and characterised by infatuation. I think [but this is just my personal opinion], that many young BGrelationships are the children of Eros.
Then there’s Phileo. It’s also known as brotherly love. (:
Finally comes Agape. It is the ultimate Love. It is perfect.

Paul once wrote a letter to the Corinthians, and this is what he said.

“Love is patient, and is kind.
Love envieth not, and does not boast.
She does not behave herself unseemly, and does not seek her own.
Love is not easily provoked, and thinks no evil.
Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but in the truth.
Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.”
-1st Corinthians.

Dear readers, I would now like to invite you to do a little test with me. Put your name beside each characteristic of perfect love, Agape. Can we do it?

[your name] is patient.
__________ is kind.
__________ does not envy.
__________ does not boast.
__________ does not behave unseemly.
__________ does not seek his/her own.
__________ is not easily provoked.
__________ thinks no evil.
__________ does not rejoice in iniquity.
__________ rejoices in the truth.
__________ bears all things
__________ believes all things
__________ hopes all things
__________ endures all things.

You know, when I was asked to do that a couple of weeks ago, I found that I couldn’t put my name beside any of the above. It shocked me quite badly. I mean, perfect love is all of this and I couldn’t even achieve one. How loser-ly is that. =Pp

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I’d write more, but it’s four o’clock now and I must get the comprehension done before I meet the rest to play. I’ll try to write again soon.

Love,
Rachel.

QT for the day (:

I’ve learnt a couple of lessons from the phone incident. First and foremost, thanks again to my bunch of friends from all sorts of places who were there for me. jotee, al, hannah and wilson were some. (: Yes, I am a lot better, aided in part by listening ears, alternate viewpoints and the old ol’hug. (: You guys teach me a lot about friendship.

I was berating myself again in bed last night and talking to God. I kind of asked him to make my daddy happy and all when suddenly, this thought flashed through my mind. I think, in a way, it was You replying.

If, spoiling a phone by accident evokes such a big reaction in you Because it made your daddy unhappy, how much more do you think I grieve then, when you wilfully disobey Me? And why do I not get a similar flood of tears?

That thought floored me. I think maybe, it’s worth the phone if it brought the lesson home. Indeed. Each time I do something wrong in God’s sight, and He is upset, where are my tears of repentance?

You know. I didn’t even need confirmation that daddy was upset. Just the thought that daddy was upset because of something I had done was enough to make me cry in the car, the food court [such a public place], the bus and on the phone. sigh. But thinking over it, if I were to feel so each time I rebel against God, I’d be perpetually in tears. =Pp

Thank God then, that I know all my wrongs are forgiven and that there is no need for tears. Nope. No need. I can go on in life and each time I disobey You, I know Your arms are open wide if only I accept. It’s rather hard to understand that You love me so but what am I to do? There isn’t anything that I can offer anyway. Nada.

Just You You You. Such amazing love.-