The Gold in Garbage

"Just like Jesus", by Max Lucado.

I never realised how human He was, till I read that Jesus heard his calling from God. He was human, so human! He learned to talk, walk, read, and He learnt to walk close to His Father. How amazing indeed, that the Son of God would lay aside His Majesty for me, me!

Anyway. Trash, lots of trash. Chinese lit that goes through one eye and out the other, Math that makes sense and then DOESN'T, Mozart that seems to love killing second violins, fingers that don't seem made for scales, and of course, my penchant for always being a loser in affairs of the heart. Argh!

God help me to see You're always there no matter what. Jesus could, although He was perpetually neck deep in trash.

CCA today. Gee, I'm beginning to hate Mozart. But it's been a lot more relaxing. Not more slack, but more relaxing. How I wish it could always stay this way. :( I want to believe there are nice, caring people out there. Pushy Penguins, I'm counting on you!!!! You've got to solve my Problem for me ONCE AND FOR ALL!

Gee, what am I crapping?

Sigh.

Haiz. When people suddenly disappear, what does it mean? Does it mean they're tired of talking to you, sick of hearing your voice and therefore just dump you as and when they like? I could call him a jerk, or just blame myself, as I did before.

Haiz. I feel so used sometimes, and I especially hate those who use me. Feel so much like a loser sometimes. Perhaps that's why I can empathize well.

Good? Or bad?

Sec 4's just begun but it already sucks. Big time.

But it won't last forever.

It's time to TRY to find the Gold in the Garbage.