Piano rehearsal

Ha ha.. had a nervous breakdown again (not such a good sign to precede the actual practical which is coming soon.)

When I came home, I found this prayer on the bookshelf:

Serenity Prayer
God grant me the courage
to change the things I can change.

The serenity to accept those I cannot change.

And the wisdom to know the difference.


It's such an encouraging prayer. Ha ha... He must have placed it there, I've never seen it on the bookshelf before. :)

Over

She sat at her desk. Flipping through and answering the perception question she had yet to complete. For the first time, she thought, that she managed to complete within the time.Then, to her horror, she realised that there was an essay! Raising up her hand, blood rushing up her neck, she told the teacher. The clock tick... it tocked... 5 mins and 5 more by grace. :) still... marks were lost but a lesson well learnt which I'm thankful for.

"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are my ways your ways saith the LORD."
Isaiah 55:8

This verse was reiterated twice consecutively during devotions. Perhaps, it's a nudge... :D A good, timely reminder.

Scrapbooking

I yearn... to scrapbook. It's been a drought for very long now. :D Well, it'll have to wait. Meantime, I can only l o o k and a d m i re the work of others. Better than nothing though. :)

Scenic

The scenery outside my window is so picturesque. The sky has many changing faces... although ephemeral, it feels like slipping into some ethereal subconciousness when I drift off in the clouds... I just enjoy watching the colours and the different shapes. God's handiwork is so awesome. :)

Late

Minutes pass,
then seconds.
Suddenly, the miliseconds
seems to have become poignantly important.

Run
run
run.

The lights turn from green to the glaring red.
Panting
sighing
worry
pounds the mind and
the heart beats in quick staccato,
and almost stops
when the familiar three digit number
on the illuminated placard of the vehicle
comes into view.

It zooms past
and feet patter hurriedly,
helplessly
frustratedly,
across
slowing to a discontented stop.

A look at the hands
of the numbered face,
tells of a wait for the next ten minutes.
Agitated.
Praying hard that the next won't be late.