Sunday

What began with a nightmare ended with lots of laughter over Ji's and Hwa's dining table and a celebratory choc-chip cupcake (courtesy of Kimmy).

Nightmare ~ Ji claims that it was because of my stress (over the talk I was to give today) that the nightmare was shaped. Rather, I think that it was a result of all the pizza I ate the previous night at the gathering! Whatever the cause, I woke up this morning with deep anguish of the soul and profuse perspiration. Attending the service at TOC (Tabernacle of Christ) afforded me much comfort. Nothing beats encountering God first thing in the morning, after a semi-sad, semi-shocking dream in the night. While Ji did not come to church with me (because she had to be on-call today), I was glad of Ewan and Laura's company - otherwise I would have felt very alone. I hardly know anyone at TOC!

The sharing with the TOC youth on eating disorders went OK. Nothing much to be said about it, except that I was extremely nervous before and after I gave the talk, haha. The agitation of nerves had already begun 2 days prior; and so, can you imagine my immense, immense RELIEF now that everything is over? :P My greatest desire is that God would use my sharing in His own way (despite its many inadequacies) to touch or even heal at least one heart. Or to empower someone to minister to his/her friend who is suffering from EDs. Or whatever. God, may Your will be done. It must have been a divine appointment for me to share this weekend - random as it may have seemed to the youths and myself. God, I trust You.

Spent a good few hours just pondering on Pst. Francis' sermon, talking to God and reflecting on life in the evening (over cafe latte at Gloria Jeans). Apparently, through the two sermons preached on two different nights this weekend by two different pastors of two different churches (on two different topics too), God seemed to have spoken to me these same words: "Your life is not found in ministry, but in the relationship you have with the Father." It was really a confirmation of/complement to what God had spoken to me in the past week - my life should be in God and my world should be God.

Yups, I am certainly not done reflecting on the significance of those words yet, as well as the ultimate reason I am in Singapore this week. So God, please show me.

I was telling Ben how much this trip to Singapore has helped me. But I am really missing my husband now...so I look forward to going back to Penang the coming Tuesday - although I'd be sad bidding my friends farewell.