remember the 8km run i was supposed to do on wed and the 7km one on friday? well God answers prayers and it actually really did rain at like 5.45am right before the run could begin, and then the freezing rain suddenly releases you from expectations, performance demands, and the tyranny of appointments and schedules. you could almost hear a unified sigh rise from the parade square and surrounding wings where nature has intervened to give respite to the weary humans slogging it out within her purview. and our hearts are suddenly and unexpectedly a little giddy. we ran the 8km anyhow, in place of friday's run.

and God's been ever so amazing and my superhero, literally. its an outrage of justice to just describe it all in a couple of words.


well so i had to wait, at least till the rain and water subsided. you dont lose a bunk key, for its not only $50 and extras, but all that inconvenience in having to change the lock and all. to be honest i was really rather disturbed by the thought of losing the key but yet didnt really wanna think about it. nothing i could do at the moment really. dont wanna think about it yet not ever letting it outta my mind. so after breakfast the rain subsided a bit and i kinda went down with my friend to get the laundry, so might as well give my key a shot. and just about 5 seconds away from where i assumed it would be, there was a power failure! the lights were down, and the only light source was this little lamp-stand(whatever u call that) between the training shed and my wingline. and there u have it, with the lamp's rays gracefully focused and pointing out my key at the bottom of the drain admist the entire stretch of darkness. it really felt like it was God Himself placing His finger holding down the key in place and then kindly pointing it out to me. ah saved my ass yet again.

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oh anyway, i decided to pamper my legs and soothe my aching knees(by burning a hole in my wallet), and bought a pair of running shoes. they kinda got the retailer down so just decided to grab a pair, slightly over a $100. i realised NS does really make sense of the term 'allowance' instead of 'salary'.

also, i managed to catch up with michael at the range(where u shoot targets with your rifle). yeah michael long from my upper sec class whom we used to talk about theology, apologetics and our own walk in class. shared with him briefly how the past 2 yrs were and what i took out of it. and he shared how God encouraged him and saved his studies and all. really encouraging and all sharing how each of us grew from who we were to who we are. what we really want in life and what matters to us christians in defiance of culture.

it became clearer and clearer over the past week on how, cliche as it seems, that even with our little supposedly insignificant decisions(perhaps in compromise), we mould bit by bit our character and ultimately, who we are.

listenin to - fuego de dios by hillsong united