I spent the New Year sleeping most of it off due to my migraines. You know, you would think that with me having to take frequent breaks and sleeping when its too hard to function during my migraines, that I'd be used to it by now. Somehow, it still bugs me.
However, I can't seem to shake off the thought that maybe that's exactly what God is trying to teach me - that I need to take time to rest. To take time for myself. Being vulnerable and feeling weak is always difficult.
As this new year starts... well its already 4 days into the new year. And I'm trying to explore my choices in terms of work, I just pray that I will learn to have patience. Patience with myself, patient with my new pace, slow as it may seem.
So many challenges ahead really. But I think one thing that I've been meditating about is that I would continue to have hope. I pray that I will also continue to have faith that the Lord is in control, and that I will still love Him no matter what happens. May the Joy of the Lord always be my strength. I know I can be quite an anxious person as well... anxious about others more often sometimes.. so I pray that the Peace that passeth all understanding will envelope me.
Love. Joy. Faith. Love. Peace.
GCC 2016's camp theme song seems to be very apt as I look into living another year. Here is to the experiences of 2017. May the Lord be with me always.
There is a hope that burns within my heart,
That gives me strength for every passing day;
A glimpse of glory now revealed in meagre part,
Yet drives all doubt away:
I stand in Christ, with sins forgiven;
And Christ in me, the hope of heaven!
My highest calling and my deepest joy,
To make His will my home.
There is a hope that lifts my weary head,
A consolation strong against despair,
That when the world has plunged me in its deepest pit,
I find the Saviour there!
Through present sufferings, future's fear,
He whispers 'courage' in my ear.
For I am safe in everlasting arms,
And they will lead me home.
There is a hope that stands the test of time,
That lifts my eyes beyond the beckoning grave,
To see the matchless beauty of a day divine
When I behold His face!
When sufferings cease and sorrows die,
And every longing satisfied.
Then joy unspeakable will flood my soul,
For I am truly home
