Australia was so fun. It was jammed pack with activities, good food and great fellowship. I do miss it and i would definitely have to blog about it soon. Having returned from Australia, it is now back to the hustle and bustle of meeting people and just returning to exciting ministry life.
I had so much to do and so many people i wanted to meet again. Though i’ve been gone for only 11 days, it feels that i have not met the most of them for months. Finally being back, i felt the rush of wanting to head out to meet them all again. Even though i had an ulcer and gum pain that was most likely caused by heatiness and a lack of rest, i neglected and still went for leaders’ circle, watch a midnight movie with a few of the guys, woke up early to play soccer there after, head to G2 for service and cell and then head out to meet my mom and grandma for dinner in Ang Mo Kio. The next day i’ve pre-teens ministry in the morning at G2 once again and i’ve a party at night to go to and i’ve so many things in stored and it all sounds that great – Till i realise that i have to just
STOP.
I was feeling breathless. Absolutely breathless. Like a fish out of water. My nose was not all that blocked, my lungs just felt heavy and overworked. My eyes were dead, my body weak and my focus hay-wired.
I thank God for my mom who indirectly convicted me on 2 occasions to spend time at home. One was the night on Saturday. I have expected to have dinner with either the shepherds or head out to meet the guys at playnation, but knowing that i might not be home for dinner on Sunday, i felt the need to head home instead. I got to meet my grandma in that process and i felt that it was a good time spent catching up with her and knowing how she’s doing. Because of that, i was given the opportunity to rest in the car and then at home. My chest was lighter and my ulcers felt less painful.
The other occasion is the birthday party that i was suppose to attend. I asked her for permission the night before (yes, i still do ask for permission. I think its only good that i still do even though i am this old. haha) and she replied me with an indefinite answer that was tinged with unhappiness. I made the call not to go in the end and once again i had a good chance to rest at home. It is not clear all the time, but i believe that if we honor our parents, we will benefit from it, whether directly or indirectly.
I realise that things will always require planning, friends will always be there, events will always continually happen even if they do once a year, work must always be done, but rest MUST happen in order for all the other things to be done with efficiency.
And now, rest in the Lord. Much needed rest in the Lord.
