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watching over me
Wednesday, April 28

today was beautiful.

as with any other day, i headed to the primers room with shauny after school, having bought the shaun lim predictable lunch of fried mee tai mak and having a nice conversation with the shopkeepers. drained from the earlier night of lack of sleep, i brought one of the many sleeping bags strewn around the room to first division of the room, and went to sleep while a bunch of people lined up by the cupboard doing their work on their laptops. ugh. shouldn't see people hard at work while you're busy slacking and sleeping :P hehehe

when i finally woke up ages later, the lights of the primers were still off as before. and oh my goodness me, it was seriously best sleep i had probably since the start of the year! it just the right temperature huddled up in the thick layers of the sleeping bag, the lights of the primers room were still off, the nice material of the sleeping bag combined with the soft carpet beneath was just so cosy and delectable, and i was hugging a nice big bear as my bolster (: in other words, the conditions were perfect.

as i blinked my eyes open, the first thing i saw was shauny dearest sitting just next to me, eyes trained on his glossy white mac. with his gaze leaving his mac for a while, he saw me wake up and said, "hello." and shortly after, mong pounced on me, laughing away.

my heart instantly warmed up, and the sleep felt even better than it had before, just by knowing that shauny and mong had been near me the entire time, watching over me and just being close the whole time. haha okay okay, i don't know what they were doing the entire time, and they most assuredly weren't watching me sleep the entire time, but their mere physical presence was truly something that is to be treasured, and it's really swits how such a simple thing can go a long way (: i just lay there, smiling to self, enjoying the moment.

slowly, i sat up and saw the heavy rain outside, along with the constant thrumming of the raindrops hitting against the roof of the cabins. strangely, the first association i thought of to this dark sight of the storm was not of gloom, but of beauty.

to see the huge droplets of rain splattering against window as it met the surface with hard-hitting force, seeing the huge droplets burst into multiple smaller ones and find their place on the window pane, only to be washed away again by the onslaught of water streaming down from above, caused by droplets having formed their hydrogen bonds with each other and forming a larger heavier drop, happily sliding down the window pane having overcome the friction of the glass and collecting more molecules of water on its race down the window pane. truly, it just reminded me of the beauty of God's creation, how even the simplest of things like a storm can present itself with such life, elegance, and vibrance. how is this possible? only through God's awesome power (:

it was then that i realised that more than just shauny and mong were watching over me as i slept. God was watching over me as well. in fact, He doesn't only watch over me when i sleep, He watches over me wherever i go, every step i take. "The Lord watches over you — the Lord is your shade at your right hand;" (Psalm 121:5). He makes sure every breath i breathe reaches the very depths of my aveoli sacs, every cell my body programmes to suicide is killed in totality, and every beat my heart beats sends my oxygenated blood merrily coursing through my body. it is truly comforting and warming and tingling to know that someone's watching over me wherever i go, whatever i do, whenever it is. this is true agape love.

i'm so glad that i'm blessed with earthly friends watch over my well-being, and a heavenly Father watches over my going out and my coming in. what more could one ask for?

AMEN;
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