dinner darlings

i had dinner today with the 3 nailers in klcc. it was good.=)

first of all, because i knew klcc is a killer when it comes to parking, i left the car outside the apartment and took lrt today. it's been 3 weeks or more since i travel this way; i had been pampered with a car to drive to work and back. the lrt was not as scary and troublesome as i last remembered. perhaps because it's been a while, and i chose to take this path today. so tom sawyer was right in noting: a task becomes a job when we are obliged to do it, and a hobby when we are not. something like that. and because i had something in mind, and was looking carefully on where else around klcc that i could park the car next time, i didn't notice the walk between the station to office. when i was in a rush, the stretch of road seemed so long.

next, after work, i went over to klcc, and there was four persons in front of the gingerbread house, all in black. the three girls were pulling their violins, and the guy, his instrument which i had no idea what it's called. they played well, and i remember especially a song, Cannon, my cousin's favorite. as i watched them, and looked around, i realised: music brings people together, literally, physically. as people came and stood near to watch and listen, they are coming together. it is good to have something like this to make people stop in their tracks and enjoy the moment. we've been too preoccupied with doing, we never stop sometimes.

then comes dinner. food was good, ice cream happifying (thanks cikgu for the treat :D ), and the best dessert was served beside the pool: laughter. the gruelling modelling session under the artsy director (i won't mention who, cikgu =P ) loosened us up considerably, and it was followed by matter-of-the-heart talks and encouragement. i have not laughed so hard in such a long time, and i loved it! laughter indeed mended something inside, and once again i managed a peek through my blurry vision to the good God. it reminded me of a beautiful life i had forgotten i could have.

i want to laugh again, Lord. i want to trust that where i am is where You have chosen to place me, and though i do not see nor understand, i trust You. to show my trust, i want to give my best. maybe i do not see the relevance, but You see the bigger picture. and there are more purpose You have rather than just my career. there's always more than that, something worth much more.

a friend saw my personal message, that i need revival. it struck me during the conversation; don't we constantly need revival? if i am asked to die to self daily, won't i need Him to revive me again and again?