Loss

Things keep getting lost, tangible, intangible.

I lost my new asics shoes at the level 8 laundry area. I lost my macbook charger in the clubroom. I lost almost $300 on the rag lorry, and now I lost my ipod shuffle charger, leaving my ipod powerless.

Lost a life after an era, trying to find another. Lost endearment, trying to mend the torn, or tear the unwilling.
Almost losing will.

Thank God I still have my family, and friends, and You!

It is ironic that I have lost what I have been trying too hard to get, but what remained are what I should have treasured and spent my time on. Indeed this is what it means by listen to His will and we will never go wrong. Guess we never will believe in "seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well" unless we go the other way and prove to ourselves that this is true. Yea, I am one of these of little faith.

I love my mum who sponsored me with new shoes and new guitar, though not without reprimand. Mum is good, and God is good too.

It is getting better. It is amazing how fast it can be. I am becoming more and more inhumane, void of compassion. Maybe it has been more harm than good. And I deserved it, for not listening to Him.

Heal my heart and make it clean,
Open up my eyes to the things unseen.
Show me how to love like You have loved me.