It has been a long time since I last posted here. I have undergone a phase of searching for something.. Asking myself what I should do and how I ought to think or feel.. Looking for that one fixed point on how I should live now. What are my priorities? What God wants me to do? I just figured out that sometimes I just have the wrong intention when doing something right. I am too swept away by this world and all its materials. I was too busy following the trend of this world until I forget my very first love, GOD. Until that moment when I was sitting for my IELTS exam ( International English Language Test System ). In the beginning it went well, however during Writing Test,only God knows how blank I was.I didn't even really fathom what I wrote that time to be honest. All I could do was to ask for wisdom from God and more words in order to exceed the minimum words requirement. And after that, I just left the rest to Him as He was my only hope.
THE WAITING. I really hated this part as when I thought about the result that I might get, it always spoil my mood while I was laughing hard at my friends' stupid jokes, enjoying some really good food or just pampering myself with relaxing music. Plus, I was heavily influenced by this saying that I learnt back in my secondary school, "Don't laugh too hard or else you will cry".lol. But who cares, enjoy the moment while you can.
22 NOVEMBER 2013 (FRIDAY). This was the day that me and my friends have been waiting for. Was our preparations for 3 months worth it? Asking ourselves what our band would be.( the highest band is band 9,however for PETRONAS and MARA scholars we only need to get band 6.5 and above ). Getting band 6.5 would be a grace for me. I didn't want to resit the exam and pay RM 600+. I could spend the money doing things I like such as shopping, shopping and shopping. The waiting was indeed torturing. We were supposed to get our result by 10 am. So we went to the IDP office. Unfortunately, the officer said our results have been sent to Taylor's College. So we we went back to college again. And this was the worst part, our result was held by a teacher in the CPU( Canadian Pre-Uni) building which was once again outside of the college. And to add salt to the wound we needed to wait until 4.30 pm to get her. How pissed off I was that time. Accepting the fact, we continue with our lives ( sounds so deep). We had our Moral Studies exam and walked our way to the CPU building.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME? the officer lady asked me before handing me my result. My heart didn't stop praying . As long as i get band 6.5 that would be more than enough. To my surprise, as I scanned through it, I got band 7.5!! PRAISE THE LORD!! I just shouted with joy along my friends. At last, i didn't have to pay RM 600+ to rest for it. Honestly, I am so grateful until now for this amazing blessing.
Now, the reason why I share this story is not to boast as there's nothing to boast about. I just wanna remind you guys that no matter what life throws at you, have faith in the one who created the world in the first place. Why should you fear when you know that your life is in the care of the hand of the greatest? Be blessed and goodnite :)
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take." PROVERBS 3:5-6
