Higher than my ways

Today, I felt that I no longer can keep that string of pretty grades I got for Semester 1, like I no longer can keep it up, as what all the lecturers have been telling me through all the thumbs up. 2007 hasn't been looking up, but uncle Hong Teck texted me a few fine mornings back, "... stuff the bad, hold the good and be His! ok?" and I began to ponder and learn all over again what it really means to be His.

And today, when I felt like I can no longer always be better than myself, I heard these lines, "In every victory, let it be said of me, my source of strength, my source of hope, is Christ alone."

To be His is to be in His arms, counting on His ways, riding on His wings, with eyes closed. We walk by Faith, not by sight. I could fly that way too.

Earnestly, Yours. :)