How Succsses and Failures shaped me

It was a Combined Cell meeting today. Really appreciated all the Uncles and Aunties who came down to share their experiences. Especially Auntie Phyllis and Uncle Kan. And really glad that the ice-breakers went smoothly, really not used to organising such things in church but am thankful that the guys were so spontaneous, phew. To be frank, the Charades was an impromtu thingie.

Breaking up into groups, I realised that people really enjoy talking. And it is not easy to give timely and Godly advice on the spot unless it is something I have experienced before or at least prayed about before.

As for me, though it may look glamorous on the exterior, I face countless failures all the time (School results, relationships, friends, ...) And the failures just tend to become bigger as I grow. God likes to do it His way, against my liking: He will raise me to the heavens and then drop me to the lowest point in life. And I just fluctuate from being proud and then being humble. And at present, it is a downward journey with my pride.

What's holding me together? That God is still in control and that my next failure will be BIGGER than this, so why waste my worry on this one, I should worry more for the next failure.