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Wednesday, February 08, 2006
A Thankful Heart

"Give thanks to the Lord, for His love endures forever"

A personal testimony for those who have gotten their results and those who are about to get theirs. My whole life has been a tough ride on chopy seas in my studies. I vividly rememebered 1st O Level's results day in 1988 in March in the afternoon at 2pm. When i saw my friends we greeted each other with excitement and lots of cheers. Cos old friends meeting together.

The results came and it was 2pm, there was a lot of people and we waited patiently for the teacher as he read our names and one by one we went forward to collect our results. Some were sad and some were smiles.

I was worried for mine. I knew it would be bad but i hope that if there was a God out there (then i wasn't a christian) i would pass and make it to poly or JC. When i saw the face of Mr Siva when he called my name, my heart sank. Grim and grimmer, just the cover for lamnetations. He put his hand around me and said, try harder next time and tried hard to manage a smile at me.

Holding the result slip in my hand i walked away to a quiet corner of the school and started sobbing. My results was a resounding 38 points for L1R5. I couldn't go anywhere. It was the worst blow in my life. I felt that there was no more meaning in life and i'll have to continue in life as a failure.

Yet in the subtlety of the moment a quiet thought enter my heart as a non-christian. Be thankful not for the things you have not but for the things you have. I rememebered the love of my parents and the care of my brother. That gave me my worth and not this piece of paper. I wipe my tears and told myself i'll humble myself to try again and this time i'll rememeber my family who still sticks by me no matter what.

Today i know that was the Holy Spirit speaking and to cut the long story short, i top the standard in my repeat year of Sec 4 in English only scoring A1 in prelims and did okay enough to get 20 points for L1R5 to go to Jurong Junior College.

That produce a never dying attitude in me in life and today i'm often more optimistic in life than ever cos i thank Thee for the things i have. Amen.

Danny

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