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| Summer stinks.
It starts with 8 mosquitoe bites on my legs.
The next day they swell 2 inches in diameter each and I'm left with two puffy legs that are neither bendable nor straightenable.
Now I have 8 pussing bites on my legs.
Whatever.
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| separate worlds. deep secrets hidden. unknown. barely. hanging off a thread. missing. stress. blind. anger. tears. fake. nowhere. time wasted. lack of sleep. foe. humiliation. failure. fear. stress. weakness. ugly. humanity. future. past. gone. empty. still alive. | | |
| Wow, I was the most hyper Cilla ever last night. 1) After the game, while Caroline and I were walking through the deserted school, I drank water since I coughed so much during the game, then I spewed it out. I mean, when are you ever allowed to just randomly spew out water like a sprinkler and watch the water, mixed with your saliva, rain down in a little gentle mist without a bajillion other people going, "What the-?" But anyways, it came out in a jet anyways, so it didn't work. 2) Caroline chased me around on the benches with a nerd stick. That was fun. 3) I suggested while we were walking over the media center that we stand on the banisters and jump and grab a flag. Caroline was like, "Sure, you can grab that one and it'll tear and you can scream 'ENGLAND LET ME DOWN!'" xD 4) I slid down the stair railing in front of the school and accidentally flipped off and nearly cracked my head open if Caroline hadn't caught my leg. I was laughing the entire time like I was drunk... -_-'' All in all, the game was boring, but the fun I had with Caroline made up for most of it. And I returned home with a tremendous headache and a worser cough. But, that's ok. Why was I so happy? I guess cuz' it was Friday. :) | | |
| Well, I just came back from the High School Sister's Conference at Oak Glen.
It seems that we were about 40 short the usual amount of sisters,
which is a bummer, because it was such an experience.
We went over the book of Daniel,
about how to be a Nazarite,
which means to voluntarily consecrate oneself to the Lord,
to have His heart and His desire... or a duplicate of his heart.
I also learned a new word!: debauchery <= very bad
Not only that, but many of us came extremely close to Him.
At that conference, I realized how selfish I was because up till now, I've almost always prayed for my own sake.
But we should also pray for His desire, which is to come back.
We sang some really sweet hymns too, but I forgot most of them.
Anyways, Daniel was sooo precious to the Lord, He even told him that he was preciousness itself.
Wow, we were encouraged to follow his pattern,
so that we could be of dispensational value to the Lord.
So that we can be of the manchild, the one hundred and forty four
thousand overcomers that fight in the great tribulation and throw Satan
and his provinces into the lake of fire.
Amen to that!
Back to Daniel:
Daniel turned the age.
Babylon, where man fell for the fourth time (or the third or fifth I
dunno) the children of God escaped to Jerusalem, then they were taken
to Egypt, then they escaped back to Jerusalem, but then, they were
brought into captivity again in Babylon, back where it all started.
And the children of God were there for 70 years, but Daniel turned the age from the Age of Captivity into the Age or Return!
And he did it with three friends. He couldn't have done it without them.
What touched me most was Ecclesiastes 4:10
"For if they fall the one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him that
is alone when he falleth for he hath not another to help him up."
This verse means that we need spiritual companions in the Lord.
Look at every human government that is risen up and flourishes: The
Roman Empire, the Persians and Medes, Babylon, etc. Every single one of
them falls, meaning every civilation will one time end.
In this degrading age of grace, which is nearing the end, it is hard to stand against the tide alone.
That's why we need companions.
That touched me, for some odd reason.
Wow lookie, I just started
rambling off, oopsie. Normally all I was going to say was "I'm back and
not anxious to go back to school."
Anyways. Another thing that touched me was how Daniel lived for so many
years, praying 3 times a day with open windows towards Jerusalem and
doing so much for God while in the captivity of Babylon... but he could
never return to Jerusalem. That is so sad, after all he did for God, he
was too old and feeble to return.
(If you have no clue about everything he did, you should read the book of Daniel)
But what did he do? He told God, "Lord, if I can't go, at least let them go."
That is so beautiful. And that strengthened me about the great tribulation.
Even if I'm not selected as one of the
overcomers and even if I get martyred during the Great Tribulation, God
still loves me, and if I couldn't go, at least they, the other overcomers, my brothers and sisters, could go and defeat Satan with me cheering them on and praying for them.
That is so sweet.
I love God. And I will pray for His coming.
Lord needs men who pray, who lay the tracks for Him in this dying age.
While there, I had a 'heart to heart' talk with my serving one.
I love these kind of conversations I have with my friends in the church.
I told her about that time I threw a tantrum after art class over all the atheists.
I finally figured out what I should've told them.
"Look, I'm giving you a chance here: Call the Lord's name, and then
make your choice. You have three choices: Be saved, Not be saved, or
not decide (which is also a choice). But remember that when you die,
you'll be standing in front of the Lord, and He'll point to this very
date and tell you that you had that chance, and you didn't take it, so
you'll have to pay the consecquences."
Oh Lord Jesus, Amen.
Waaah, I feel so happy to be with Him.
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| First week of school and Mrs. Chiu's working us like workhorses. She's nice, yeah, just her hw isn't...
I'm not liking the way this is going... | | |
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