Study.
At my own pace. Hahaha! Well I wouldn't be saying that after Os! :D
Went to TX today! Happy birthday Klarisse ^^
Anyway today's sermon was pretty good. And relatable, as always. I thought it was going to be a repeated sermon because the scripture reference was the same but it's amazing how one chapter in the Bible can teach me so many different things.
Pastor Daniel mentioned something about how Jesus healed the Leper (okay if you don't know what a leper is, go google "leprosy" and you'll see how horrible this is) and he gave the leper hope and healing. People avoided the leper because they were afraid of being infected, and he himself had to go around shouting "Unclean! Unclean!" To tell the world that he was a leper.
Then Pastor went on to tell us how Jesus would never desert us and it doesn't matter what people say or think, and that we shouldn't feel lousy about ourselves because, well, Jesus wouldn't have died for lousy people, right?
I guess I'm talking about this because I feel pretty lousy these days. I feel as if I'm becoming stupider and just. Less smart. And also, I know this is such a girl thing to say but, I feel fat. Really, I'm not just whining about it but I really really just feel this way. I don't know, it might be PMS or something but I'm tired of looking and other girls and wishing I had nice legs like them, or wishing I had nicer face, nicer body, like them. Bel told me once never to insult myself because I'd be insulting God's creation.
But you know there are people who call me fat and I guess they're just joking, because they're actually really nice people but when they just keep saying it and saying it.
I start to believe I am, too.
I really truly didn't use to mind much about what people say about me but now I do. And I'm sure it's part of growing up so it's not something I can stop. The pressure to be pretty and skinny and flawless is so overwhelming sometimes, especially when the group of friends I hang out with are gorgeous (it's not their fault, I still love them). I'm not jealous or anything but I just don't want to be the fat odd duck, you know?
I want to be skinny and pretty.
Well the point of all this is that, I'm typing this down to remind myself that Jesus doesn't mind it. And I'm going to start to convince myself that only Jesus's opinion matters. Yes, it might be hard because I would always hear, see and feel what people think of me first, but I really really will start to believe that my God doesn't mind that I'm fat, or not pretty, or that I don't have nice skinny legs.
Yeap :-) so, well if you're reading this, and you feel this way too, I just want you to know that while I pray for myself to be more confident and less self-conscious, I'll be praying for you too, whether you believe in my God or not.
ANYWAY.
Happy stuff now alright.
ROADRUN 2013 was not at all what I expected. It rained super heavily and it was cold and muddy but I had the most wonderful time together with my girls, jumping in puddles and running in the rain.
The muffins I baked for the class were all eaten up!! I was so glad and so grateful that I didn't have to lug all 40 muffins back home. My class is amazing. They all approached me for a muffin even though the pouring rain and all the chaos didn't really make it seem like such a good time to have a muffin. So anyone from 4D, if you're reading this now, and you'd taken a muffin from me, thank you. Really. From the bottom of my heart (: and I hope you liked it!
After the run, my girls came over to my house and raided my bathroom and wardrobe. Then we all snuggled together and watched Tangled. Ahh, perfect. I cried (again) when Flynnrider died. Oh what's new.
After they left, my primary school friends came.
Or shall I call them the g3ms
HAHAHA GOODNESS WHAT POSSESSED US (mainly me) TO COME UP WITH THAT GODFORSAKEN NAME. So they came and we watched Barbie Nutcracker (thanks to Samie) and ate chips. Didn't do anything really crazy but it was totally comfortable, being with them. I'd missed them a lot (':
