Books

Have quite a couple of books on my plate to read. As my attachments come to an end i'd reckon have more time to read and peruse. Hurrah!

(Yes, i know i have two copies of Keller's Generous Justice.)

Perilous

Oh the perils of trying to know too much!

Let us beware of too much cleverness.

Scans

Grateful for the three weeks of rest: Of time spent in prayer after obtaining my results; of time spent volunteering; of time just reading both novels and His word alike. Yet, it is time i returned to hospital life.

Lying ahead of me are two exciting weeks. Starting this week will be a stint at the National Cancer Centre under the Radiology Department, before joining a private clinic that specializes in Gastrointestinal Surgery along Adam Road (Finally someplace nearer to home!)

That being said, it's been a great first day. The doctor i'm under, who so happens to be the father of a close friend, has been generous beyond what i can ever ask for. His tendency to extend welcoming arms and his automatic desire to teach (even without my questioning) has made my first day there rich with new knowledge. i can only pray that i'd have a teachable heart and a sponge for a brain that can soak up all these information.

Hoping that my applications to Pathlight School will be successful, along with my visa to China. If all goes fine and dandy, i'd be able to collect my visa by Thursday -

- God willing.

Of Gratefulness

Been praying for good direction now that i've crossed another milestone of my 18 years of living. God has really made clear to me this: that His Grace is sufficient for me despite and regardless of all my weaknesses. Best thing is, He was witty about it too.

Spent the past few weeks volunteering, preparing documents and going back to school. Whilst at school, I had the privilege of meeting my teachers and speaking to my deputy principals who have all played such a pivotal role (God who sent them) in helping me through the last pressing year. It seems that the DPs are really supportive of my aspirations, and i do not doubt that these are but signs that continue to point me toward God's bigger plan for me. Yet, i can only continue to pray and ask, humbly, for His Grace to be upon me.

Let it be that my will be ephemeral while God's, on the other hand, be everlasting. Let it be that my will not be mine own will, but God's will.

Many more things are starting to fall in place now - if it is God's will, let it be so, let it be so.

Of Guidance and Care

Be still, my soul - the LORD is on thy side!
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide -
In ev'ry change He faithful will remain.
Be still my soul - thy best, thy heav'nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still my soul - thy God doth undertake,
To guide the future as He has the past;
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake -
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul - the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

Be still, my soul - the hour is hast'ning on
When we shall be forever with the LORD,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul - when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Penned by Katharina von Schlegel, 1697-?
Translated by Jane L. Borthwick, 1813-1897
Music by Jean Sibelius, 1865-1957

The Will of God, and not Mine Own.

He leadeth me! O blessed thought!
O words with heav'nly comfort fraught!
Whate'er I do, where'er I be,
Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me.

Sometimes 'mid scenes of deepest gloom,
Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom,
By waters still, o'er troubled sea,
Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me!

LORD, I would clasp Thy hand in mine,
Nor ever murmur nor repine;
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since 'tis my God that leadeth me!

And when my task on earth is done,
When by Thy grace the vict'ry's won,
E'en death's cold wave I will not flee,
Since God thru Jordan leadeth me.

He leadeth me, He leadeth me, by His own hand He leadeth me; His faithful foll'wer I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me.

Penned by Joseph H. Gilmore, 1834-1918
Music by William B. Bradbury, 1816-1868