3 days ago i was still in msia.. jit zhun dee pang auck liao.. aih. Still in the mode of grieving over my lost bagua at the customs, 1st day of uni came and gone... Aih, the only regret that i didn't do when i was back home was sharing my faith with my parents. Why is it still that hard despite my experiences? Not that i'm very seasoned la...aih, God oh God, please allow me more time ya..
Oh, i've got another revelation.. Sat with a guy on the plane who had so many demands. So many things he requested for, extra peanuts la, red wine and white wine together, rum (or some sort of alcohol la), ice, extra milk for his coffee(yes, he drank white wine, red wine, and coffee, goodness me). I think the entire flight crew knew him before the first meal ended. I was then thinking 'yalar, i know u paid for your flight tix, but uh, should have some sort of limit bah, not paiseh 1 mehh..' . But everytime his request was politely attended to. At that time it struck me that ahh..how all of us are like that fella actually. How the imperfect, narrow-minded and selfish us constantly need grace in our everyday doings and thinkings. Altho we don't ask it outright and we are in no rightly-deserved position to ask for it either, God is constantly doling out grace to all His children. And guess what, i had just started on the book i just bought... What's So Amazing About Grace. So what say you?
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