I bring forth Good News...I FAILED MY DRIVING TEST AGAIN... (Aww...)
When for my second test this morning and waited so long for my turn and before I knew it, I failed! Dang! Shoot! Crap!!! Moron! Dung! Donkey! Mangkuk! Dim-wit!
Look at the picture of the doggie above, her name is Susie. That was how I look just now. Darn depress. Feel like hugging someone and cry like a baby. Well that was what I felt, not ashamed to tell.
I had so much sadness and a lot of regret. I regretted not doing this well. I regretted not doing that well. Etc. Argh... What a weakling I thought.
Then I wondered... how could I possibly “consider it pure joy” (James 1:2) in this kind of situation. I really looked up to Job in the Bible. He lost everything but yet he could praise God and thank Him still. But me? I failed my driving test twice but I can’t seem to find my joy in the Lord. Can’t seem to find joy in my failure and can’t seem to be able to see beyond my failure.
Would it be a psychological thing if I were to “psycho” myself thinking that I will pass the next time? Would it be okay if I pretend to be happy by thinking that God has something better for me? Isn’t it just too cliché to think that I failed because God has a reason behind it? Isn’t that what we always say when we face some sort of failure or disappointment?
This failure that I went through thought me a lot of things. I now know how to look beyond my failure and my trial. Anyway, this could be a platform for me to taste the sting of failure before I move on to the real world where I will see disappointment at every nooks and corners just waiting to pounce on me and bring me down.
I STILL PRAISE MY GOD - MY SOURCE OF EVERLASTING JOY...
Habakkuk 3:17-19
Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crops fails and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen, and no cattle in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength,
He makes my feet like the feet of a deer, He enables me to go on the heights.
I would like to thank the people whom tried to cheer me up with encouraging words. I actually sms-ed a lot of people telling them how depress I was. Thank you Pastor John and Aunty Jessica for lifting my spirit up after I went through this “baby fall”, thank you Sherrene Teh for calling me up and showing your concern, I appreciate that alot, thank you Jolene Tan for cheering me up with your sms-es, thank you Jian Quin for replying me with encouraging words, thank you Shannon for praying and all, thank you Gaby for replying me too, thank you Esther Leow for comforting me by telling me you failed your moral and physics paper haha. And I thank in advance those whom I sms-ed but haven’t got a reply haha. God bless all. That’s what friends are for huh? =)
Pinko is not a very tough guy after all huh? Well, I never said I was tough and I do have feelings as well and I am not ashamed to show how weak I am =)
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