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Persist / Saturday, January 27, 2007 @ 9:16 PM
Yesterday was not one of the greatest day for me. It was almost as if God had planned all the bad things to happen on 1 day so that I am given the chance to be as jovial as I am on other days. Yesterday too, marks the first day of the module about the OG Approach, an approach that we shall be using to teach the kids. Since it was a Friday, there was PASE meeting at night. So, that means, a long day ahead.
I started the day early since I had to be at HQ to pick of the rally tix and because my father did not want to pay the ERP charges, we ended up leaving home early. I reached HQ at 8.15 am, within me, I knew for a fact that the door only opens at 9am. So I sat at the cafe, ordered coffee and took out my notebook. I accidently left my reading book at home while packing 1001 things into my bag. I spend the next 30 minutes reading my notebook, it contain my words and thoughts during meetings. I never get the chance to read my notes. Taking them down was not a challenge, revising what I had learned is something that I need to continually work on. After reading for a few minutes, while people were streaming pass me to get to their offices, I realise that I was given a head start to the day. I was presented with time in the morning, and I realised that by not rushing, I was able to get myself out of the sleepy mode that I usually am when I get to class. No wonder they say waking up an hour early can have life impacting changes on your life.
The intro class was ok. We were briefed on what is to come for the next 1 month. I do not know why I am suprised by the workload. Nevertheless, attending classes 3 times, instead of 5 times a week was a good sign. This means that I am going to have to plan my time wisely, on what is important. Only the important matters deserve my time and I shall not be distracted by some unproductive activities and thoughts.
So as usual, when things do not go well, I cannot help but have all these negative thoughts in my head. I hate it when this happens but I realise the fact that this is life and life is not a bed of roses. Somehow, something in me made me go to Success bookstore since I had some spare time before going to An-Nadhah. Of all the books, this book was speaking to me. I picked it up, took it and intend to start reading the book that same night.
At An-Nadhah, I was overcame with this sudden need to turn to God. It is not like I can speak to anyone about what I go through, and that deprivation alone can drive me insane. However, I think God heard my prayers, He always have, and for that split second that I had my doubts, I felt sinned.
The walk to Margaret's place allowed me to think. Walking alone at night never fails to help me do that and even with the discomfort of my wet shoes and carrying 2 heavy bags, I comforted myself in knowning that God knows what is best for me.
At PASE, I was at the front, for some reason I was nervous, maybe due to lack of preparation. When I saw Nisa walked in, it was a joy and I was able to think straight again. I have always used laughter and jokes as a cover up to my nervousness and discomfort. It worked pretty well.
At night, when I opened this book by Og Mandino, it was as if God had spoken to me via his book. I now know what to do, I have my answers. Even though, it may seem like hectic times are ahead, I realise that I can choose to live a life of significance. I was not born into this world into defeat, nor does failure course in my veins.
I will never consider defeat and I will remove from my vocabulary words and phrases such as quit, cannot, unable, impossible, out of the question, improbable, failure, unworkable, hopeless and retreat, for they are the words of fools.
Persist
Yesterday was not one of the greatest day for me. It was almost as if God had planned all the bad things to happen on 1 day so that I am given the chance to be as jovial as I am on other days. Yesterday too, marks the first day of the module about the OG Approach, an approach that we shall be using to teach the kids. Since it was a Friday, there was PASE meeting at night. So, that means, a long day ahead.
I started the day early since I had to be at HQ to pick of the rally tix and because my father did not want to pay the ERP charges, we ended up leaving home early. I reached HQ at 8.15 am, within me, I knew for a fact that the door only opens at 9am. So I sat at the cafe, ordered coffee and took out my notebook. I accidently left my reading book at home while packing 1001 things into my bag. I spend the next 30 minutes reading my notebook, it contain my words and thoughts during meetings. I never get the chance to read my notes. Taking them down was not a challenge, revising what I had learned is something that I need to continually work on. After reading for a few minutes, while people were streaming pass me to get to their offices, I realise that I was given a head start to the day. I was presented with time in the morning, and I realised that by not rushing, I was able to get myself out of the sleepy mode that I usually am when I get to class. No wonder they say waking up an hour early can have life impacting changes on your life.
The intro class was ok. We were briefed on what is to come for the next 1 month. I do not know why I am suprised by the workload. Nevertheless, attending classes 3 times, instead of 5 times a week was a good sign. This means that I am going to have to plan my time wisely, on what is important. Only the important matters deserve my time and I shall not be distracted by some unproductive activities and thoughts.
So as usual, when things do not go well, I cannot help but have all these negative thoughts in my head. I hate it when this happens but I realise the fact that this is life and life is not a bed of roses. Somehow, something in me made me go to Success bookstore since I had some spare time before going to An-Nadhah. Of all the books, this book was speaking to me. I picked it up, took it and intend to start reading the book that same night.
At An-Nadhah, I was overcame with this sudden need to turn to God. It is not like I can speak to anyone about what I go through, and that deprivation alone can drive me insane. However, I think God heard my prayers, He always have, and for that split second that I had my doubts, I felt sinned.
The walk to Margaret's place allowed me to think. Walking alone at night never fails to help me do that and even with the discomfort of my wet shoes and carrying 2 heavy bags, I comforted myself in knowning that God knows what is best for me.
At PASE, I was at the front, for some reason I was nervous, maybe due to lack of preparation. When I saw Nisa walked in, it was a joy and I was able to think straight again. I have always used laughter and jokes as a cover up to my nervousness and discomfort. It worked pretty well.
At night, when I opened this book by Og Mandino, it was as if God had spoken to me via his book. I now know what to do, I have my answers. Even though, it may seem like hectic times are ahead, I realise that I can choose to live a life of significance. I was not born into this world into defeat, nor does failure course in my veins.
I will never consider defeat and I will remove from my vocabulary words and phrases such as quit, cannot, unable, impossible, out of the question, improbable, failure, unworkable, hopeless and retreat, for they are the words of fools.
I will persist until I succeed.
Picture courtesy of Positivetones.
Picture courtesy of Positivetones.
