A cup of tea... anyone?

This week has been tough in so many areas, emotionally and physically and mentally. It's such a mixed emotions week.

It all began with someone scoring an internship with Deloitte. Honestly, yes, I was and am jealous. I was angry, angry at God. I feel like I've wasted my life on one God that couldn't even do what I asked Him to do. I feel cheated because I was certain that this year was my year. God didn't come through for me last year but I have faith that this year is it. That night, I went to sleep telling God how disappointed I am with Him. I think He heard it. Then, I remembered what Joewin said in BS that God will put us through the things when we have enough faith to conquer them. And Ivie said that God's will may not be our will. Maybe it isn't God's will to have this internship. Maybe God has something else for me this summer... only time will tell!

Next, I recalled one of my high school friend, Rohan and how he has been battling cancer for almost a year. I just thought of him all of a sudden. I saw pictures of him on his facebook and how he turned from this chubby kid into a pale, thin and weak person. And, I started crying. How can God allowed suffering? We always hear talks on this topic but you never really felt the intensity of it until someone u know is suffering and going through it all. I cannot imagine going through cancer at this age. It somehow helped me to count my blessings and be happy with what I have. That night, all I could do was pray for him. Then, I remembered what Joewin said in BS about how faith can conquer all and how he tells us about his granddad and dad and pastor having this thing called faith which healed his granddad. And... I immediately thought of Rohan. So, every night, I've been praying for him, even though he doesn't know God, but God is a God who hears prayers. All I can do is pray and believe...

Then, I had a 30%, 3k word essay due. It was a scramble just to finish it and hand it in with messed up bedtime at 3am and overworking in the library. But, typing this a week later isn't so bad. Yep. I'm thankful for strength and friends that stayed up with me just to finish it together! And, also, I passed my afa test, which btw, holds the reputation of 50% fail rate every sem. Because initially, my score came back as a fail but I later found out that the lecturer marked 3 questions wrongly so I ended up with a pass! All praise to God!! Talked about sigh of relief and yayness at the end of such a hectic week!