Birthdays!

The eve of every year's birthday is always special for me. I will journal, give thanks to God Almighty, reflect hard on the past year and pray for all my family and dear friends.

This year, I have way delayed my entry. Last year was celebrating I crossed my mid thirties. This year, I am thoughtful about nearing 40! One may think it is still 3 years away BUT it is nearing... And I am retreating...

40 will be a significant year and I must make sure that my next 3 years will be fruitful and fulfilled! But I am not so confident...

My consolation - Elissaline is so excited with her 4th Birthday! And so proud she is turning 4!

Irony of Life isn't it?

My prayer and focus this year:

Jeremiah 17:7-8

"But blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD,
whose confidence is in him.

He will be like a tree planted by the water
that sends out its roots by the stream.
It does not fear when heat comes;
its leaves are always green.
It has no worries in a year of drought
and never fails to bear fruit."

LET GO by Fenelon

LETTER 24
Only Imperfection Is Intolerant of Imperfection

"And nobody will deny that the imperfections of others cause us a lot of inconvenience! But it will be enough if you are willing to be patient with imperfections, ..., Do not allow yourself to turn away from people because of their imperfections. If there is one mark of perfection, it is simply that it can tolerate the imperfections of others. It is able to adjust. It become all things to all men... "

A friend from my ex-company commented to me constantly how big-hearted I am especially towards the failings or imperfections in others. She has observed me and admired that grace she have seen which encourages her greatly. I give Glory to God because it is a labour to be patient with the weaknesses of other people and I am constantly struggling. Most times, I overcome.

But now, I am still struggling with this imperfection in ME. I have a problem. For someone, after much prayer, inward cries and petition, seeking the will of God, getting disappointed again and again, I am turning cold, and I am trying not to associate at all, and to avoid.

See, I am so imperfect. And I need my perfect Saviour!