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Sunday, March 25, 2007
Term 1 & its short holiday have come to an end bringing forth term 2. In term 1, I was packed with Chinese New Year rehearsals, Sec 1 orientation camps preparation, Valentines’ Day preparation etc. and with the juggling of my studies. I was so exhausted after coming home from school, that I did not have the time to complete most of my homework, I didn’t have sufficient sleep (which resulted in me falling ill and missing school) and most importantly, not praying to God. Sometimes, I would even fall asleep during my quiet time with God!

Instead of looking for a solution, I did not seek God to ask God for time to manage my life, studies, or to just spend time in his presence. Instead I thought to myself that my studies and school life are more important and that God could wait. As I got through term 1, although with many scruples, I really thank God, that despite my unfaithfulness towards him, God has blessed me in my studies nevertheless, that I scored and not only that, I could pass my emaths!!! Even though it was a mere pass by 1 mark, it was still a great achievement to me, having failed maths for practically every term. Praise God!

Then, during the G12 conference, I made up my mind not to return to my old ways. Then on Sunday’s service, when Pastor Caesar prayed for all those who felt that there was something missing from their Christian life, that something was preventing them from truly experiencing God. I went forth, and from that day onwards I was changed. I was no longer a Sunday Christian.

God took a step further, by speaking to me through the book, Heaven is so real. It said in the book that “Many of My children, however do not pray sincerely or long enough. If they do not have patience they cannot receive a blessing.” I felt that the God was pointing to ME. I started crying, and repented and prayed that God would renew my mind, work in my heart so that I may become more Christ-like. Indeed “a broken spirit and contrite heart, He will not despise” for God has not only blessed me in my studies that I’m able to cope better, that God has provided me with more rest time, and that he has provided me with more emcee roles in school when I have not asked for that, and also for blessing me with the promotion to one of the two highest ranks of a prefect. (Which I intent to use it to let my school people know more about GOD!) Most importantly, my quiet time spent with God has been increased in leaps and bounds. I am now able to find time to pray and read the bible, in the morning, evening and night! Praise God!


The Difference

I got up early one morning
And rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish

That I didn’t have time to pray.

Problems just tumbled about me,
And heavier came each task,
“Why doesn’t God help me?”
I wondered,
He answered, “You didn’t ask”,

I wanted to see joy and beauty
But the day toiled on grey and bleak
I wondered why God didn’t show me,
He said, “You didn’t seek”,

I tried to come into God’s presence;
I used all my keys at the lock
God gently and lovingly chided,
“My child, you didn’t knock”,

I woke up early this morning,
And paused before entering the day;
I had so much time to accomplish
That I had to take time to pray.


- How can I keep from singing your praise.

How can I ever say enough how amazing is your love.

How can I keep from shouting your praise

For I’m loved by the king and
it makes my heart wanna sing-


Love,
Elizabeth (:

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