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Wednesday, August 11, 2004

This is how i feel today.

Psalm119:25 (NASV)
My soul cleaves to the dust;
Revive me according to Your word.

Have to admit that i'm getting tired with the work, strict regiment of MOE/NIE. Perhaps, I'm exaggerating. After all, I can't seem to reach my friend to change our 830 meeting. I am certainly in no shape for another 830 appointment. Trying to recover from the bout of flue i had over the weekend, getting a little better but there's still lots of gunk running up and down my nasal passages. My throat gets tickled at the most inopportune moment and the next thing i know, i'm heading out of the class room, feeling strangled and gagged, gasping for air *hack*.

only good thing about today was when i read my bible in the morning and enjoyed God's presence during the prayer meeting in school. For the first time, i could literally sense all of my worries, anxieties and emotional turmoil taking a turn at the door of the meeting room and never rearing their ugly heads once until the worship ended. I just felt so focused, so clear headed and amazingly rested as i gamely but terokly sang the worship songs. My mind would normally wander but this time all of its thoughts just got tuned out and i was on another frequency.

How i wish i can switch the frequency of my thoughts just like that. Right now, they're running amok and i feel overwhelmed. I can't seem to start on my work but I know that the faster i get the assignment done, the sooner i can hit the snooze button.

Sorry i haven't been writing much because of my busy schedule which can get worse when there's an unexpected turn of events... like... my sister giving birth. i will always remember sitting at the visitor's lounge, trying desperately to stop my nose from dripping, seeing my sister being wheeled out after the birth with lil tyron in her arms, then the heartaches when i could not be there to cradle him because of my sniffles... grrr..

i don't think i can take any more crap tonight. i'm even getting irritated by innocent phone callers.sorry... God, help>

posted by happyhannon at 10:14 PM