I always find myself pondering on my life, when I am faced with this white space. It, as always, invitingly suggests me to mindlessly dance my fingers faster than I can sort out my thoughts, to type junk. But I shan't. Try not to, anyway.
Service today was...interesting. Hard words, heartfelt sharings, choices faced, decisions to make. Hosanna! Many praises to God, salvation to come. Conviction? Only time will reveal, but which only God solidifies.
Friday was special, too. Grudgingly forced into playing soccer for PE, but it was..gratifying. I miss the rush of adrenaline, and perhaps I understand a little of the fanatism behind it. Haha. The game is pointless in itself, but the bonding, the laughs, the tension, and the reach for victory -the simplification of it into a score- is priceless.
It is life, only simplier, with clear allies and foes. Clear cut, pure, with no time and space for backstabbing and the dramatic flowery whatnots of the work/school place. I could learn to love it.
Then, supporting our team for nationals! Our representatives did superbly well, so proud of them (: but overall it came personally pinched with regret. That I gave up a love for... a satisfying journey yes, but. Still a painful sacrifice that I was sorely reminded of at the nationals.
Now I've to slowly climb back up from where I've slided to, which is more demoralizing then it seems, but I'm going to perservere. Its like needing to learn how to walk all over again when you used to be able to run; but for the love of the air sweeping by my ears, here goes.