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Great Saturday so far.

Chatted with Ruth till about 2 plus this morning. Thanks, babe, for sharing and for hearing me out. Hugs. Then I just got off Skype with JoshL. It’s been a while since we had a proper, unrushed voice chat. This morning felt like we had all the time in the world. Night for you, morning for me. It’s just nice to slow down and spend time with people who matter.

Thanks for initiating it. And yes, I’ll think about working on that “list” for you. Depends on my mood. Haha. But don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll find someone suitable even without your mui’s help. You know what I mean.

The day is moving so slowly. And for once, I actually like it. I wish it would slow down even more so I could just sit in it a little longer.

Don’t think I’ll be going for service tonight. It’s the same agenda anyway. I’ll probably just meet Xiao after since I’m staying over at her place. My car decided to give up on me. Gearbox problem. Feels so restrictive not having the freedom to move around anytime I want. Since no one nearby is heading to service, it looks like I’ll have to ask mum for a little help.

For now, I’m just going to enjoy the rest of the day. Catch up on some reading, maybe watch a movie or two.

And you know what I really feel like doing? A picnic.

Just imagine it. Sitting under a big tree, bright sky, cool weather, not too hot. Maybe a little cycling, some reading, just enjoying the quiet of nature. If I ever get the chance to stay overseas for a while, I think I’d do that often.

Anyway, these were some thoughts I wrote down the other night before bed. Just going to leave them here.

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I read a book last year that gave me so much hope. It planted a dream in my heart, something I truly desired. I was hoping for an opportunity, but it never came.

I expected it, but at the same time, I doubted.

Sometimes I wonder if those stories in the book are real or if they were just written to inspire. It all seemed so simple, so possible.

At 2am this morning, I picked up the book again. Strange hour, I know. I couldn’t sleep.

As I read through it, something shifted. The hope came back. The desire to keep believing, to keep waiting, to keep trusting.

So I’ve decided to keep praying for that open door.

I believe God will give me my chance too. Just like those stories.

And maybe, just maybe, He’s waiting for me to fully surrender those hopes, dreams, and desires back to Him. To let go of trying to control it so He can bring His best into my life.

What I need is not just faith in God.

I need the faith of God.