Tuesday, September 22, 2009

its a perfect denial

I really really hate how being sick impairs me.

Most of my appetite's gone (unless its Mom's cooking), I cant smell much, throat hurts most of the time.. The lethargy and slowww reactions are probably the worst. (Kept yawning and felt sooo much like falling asleep during ULC justnow. gulp*) Feel kinda foggy in the head most of the time, and its just.. aghh annoying to be impaired by a random combination of ailments.

ThankGod Dad let me sloth around all morning at work today and sent me home right after lunch (cuz he knew I was sick) and all I did for work was alternate between sitting on the couch and the office chair and keep myself from falling asleep. (: Dad's the best.

I didnt manage to go out and have fun with Zee today ! Really sorry girl D: Was really looking forward to having a blast with her, too. ): Remember what I said in my msg kay !

Thankful for many random messages which came in through the day though, alot of them made me smile (really wide, ppl around me probably thought weird thoughts). Its cool what difference a message can make (: (:

Shall share a little something I read from a book I borrowed recently (yay, geeks shall rule the world !) that made me (:

Grappling with the limits and failures of human love helps us understand why Christians have always held that it is the love of God that must be the starting point and the standard of true love. For God does not share our limitations or our ignorance and is not driven either toward love or away from it by any fear or lack. Knowing us completely and needing nothing from us, God loves us without illusions and without deception, and entirely for our own sake. Thus only God's love is perfectly secure, unconditional in a full and unqualified sense. God alone, being supremely free and whole in Godself, can love in perfect liberty, purely out of strength and not weakness.
- What We Were Made For by Sondra Wheeler
I dont think I'll ever get sick of hearing how much God loves us. ((((:

You'll never know how many times Ive wished that I could share this part of my life with you.

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