Thursday, August 28, 2008

good-bye teen years.

In about forty minutes, it'll be August 29--my birthday.

Although I don't officially turn twenty until around 9 P.M., I still want to take this time to say good-bye to my teen years.

Oh, my teen years
they weren't the greatest part of my life
but I did have some good times.

For months, I couldn't wait to turn twenty,
but now that it's finally here..

I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD!

Monday, August 25, 2008

denial.

Registration for Loma Linda opened today.

I still have a huge load of holds.

Usually, I'd be on top of this and rush to get into my classes. At La Sierra, I would try to schedule my appointment with my adviser within one or two weeks of when advising opened. I would be registered for my next quarter's classes weeks before I even ended the current quarter!

But now...I have so much to do for Loma Linda, but I don't want to.

I think it's because I'm in denial that I'm actually going there.

Or maybe, it's probably this one: I'm scared out of my mind.

I've heard so many stories about Nursing school, and especially since I might be headed on the fast track at Nursing school, I'm so afraid! I'm not so nervous about dealing with patients--I'm more freaked out about the classes and all the studying! Over the past years, I've developed a bad study habit, and even though I do pretty well when I sit down and actually focus on something, I tend to wait until the very last minute to do so. I need to change that, but I don't know how!

I'm so so so scared.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

everything's changing.

As I was getting ready to sleep, I remembered something we did for at least two months at La Sierra: morning manna. The Finish the Work members at LSU and some friends would get up around six in the morning and we would meet in the girls' dorm lobby, have a devotional, and eat breakfast in the caf together. Those were some great times and I was just remembering what fun we had together.

It makes me sad to think that my little brothers are leaving soon, and a few months later, a couple of my friends might leave as well. We've grown so close as a FTW family and I can't even imagine what it's gonna be like in the next six months. I know that we can't stay together forever, and that we have work to be done, but I can't help but miss how it was like just a couple of months ago.

Monday, August 11, 2008

boo me.

I am quite possibly the worst person ever.

Friday, August 8, 2008

post 131

A part of me wishes that I continued on towards Med School.

my rebaptism.

My first baptism took place when I was about eight or nine years old. I don't even remember going through the baptismal studies, but I knew I wanted to be baptized because I wanted to take part in Communion. I remember feeling like such a "big kid" after I was baptized because everyone kept coming up to me telling me, "Congratulations" and what not.

I didn't know what I was doing so I wasn't truly baptized. Sure, I got wet, but I was not baptized of the Holy Spirit. I didn't give my life to the Lord that day and I didn't for almost ten years.

I gave my life to the Lord and decided to live for Him on December 2, 2006. That Sabbath morning, the Lord was working on my heart, breaking down the hard wall that surrounded it, and when the words "Decide today to live for Jesus" were heard, they just penetrated the layers that I had created around my heart and struck to the core. I started to change my life after that day. Slowly, I began to learn more about Jesus. I remember waking up early one Sabbath morning because I wanted to watch the live telecast of GYC 2006 on 3ABN. I remember taking notes through the services when David Assherick , David Gates, and Jeffrey Rosario spoke. The Bible began to come alive in my life and I started seeing how I can make practical applications from the messages I had heard. Throughout the following year, I began helping out in Bible studies and doing revivals and just getting a blessing from this new life that I had found in the Lord.

There were several times when my friends had given appeals for baptism during revivals and I felt that I should answer the call to be rebaptized. One day I was talking about being rebaptized and my friend Ashley said she had been thinking about it for awhile too. We made a decision that we wanted to be rebaptized together but we just didn't know where. Finally, a little over a month ago, we decided to get rebaptized with our friend Luke in the Philippines at South Philippine Adventist College on July 4, 2008.

I remember just wanting to be alone that day and just meditate. I didn't want my second baptism to be like my first--where it didn't mean anything to me. I remember Ashley and I standing at the end of the line because we wanted to be baptized last. While we were waiting, we were just praying and I had my Bible with me and I was going over Galatians 2:20. We started crying as we entered the pool together and as we were baptized together.

That day signified something that I had chosen to do a year and a half ago--decide to live for Jesus and surrender my life to Him.

But lately, it seems that I have forgotten what I had decided to do. My heart has been broken many times before and even during the past year and now I'm going through it again. I was so tired of just "sucking it up" and just putting my life in Jesus's hands. I wanted things to go my way and I was so tired of not being the one for someone and just watching that person fall for another person. I even stopped praying and reading my Bible because I already knew what God wanted me to--He wanted me to trust Him with the situation and just leave it to Him. I had already gone through this and I had seen and praised the Lord for how another situation turned out and realized that He truly knows what's best but I just didn't want it to happen for this second situation. I was being so selfish and I knew that the wrong spirit was in me.

As I had my devotion about an hour ago and as I listened to "I Surrender All," I started to remember my rebaptism and how I had wanted to really take Galatians 2:20 to heart. I looked back on what I had been feeling and thinking this past week and realized that if I continued on that path, my rebaptism would have been like my first one. I had lost my trust for someone and realized that I was also fast losing my trust in God. I didn't want to go back to the life that I had lived before and I knew that I had to do something that was so hard: surrender my whole life to Christ again.

Although this is so hard to do and just leaving my life in His hands could possibly mean that I would go through another heart break and pain, I know deep in my heart that this is the best thing I can possibly do.

"I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live, yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave Himself for me." Galatians 2:20

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

no more complaints.

"Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content."
Philippians 4:11

I just listened to an amazing sermon just now and God was truly speaking through Alistair. This sermon was just like...something I really needed to hear and so that's why if you look at my previous post, all the words have strike through because that post was just a bunch of complaints.

So listen to this sermon because it's a blessing!

The Sin that Cost Canaan - Alistair Huong

Monday, August 4, 2008

i'm sorry.

...that I'm not going to have a "happy" post right now.

I'm tired of pretending to be all happy and cheerful in my posts when I'm not. Yes, I want to be uplifting and encouraging but I'm not going to be fake. And if whoever reads this is going to judge me for not being happy and cheerful, then go right ahead.

I'm so tired right now. I'm so tired of being right. People think that I'm just ...whatever. I'm just tired of being right about things and just having to suck it up in the end.

I'm having major trust issues right now and you know what, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I can't trust right now. It's just that...I've been through things before and I'm soooooooo tired of being hurt. I know it's probably my fault for putting myself in this situation, but I'm sorry! I've been saying that so many times and I guess that it's just my phrase for now. I should have someone write that across my forehead: I'm sorry. I've been saying that so many times that now it's coming out as "I'm sowwee."

Mike asked me if I rather be in a situation where I'm getting kicked out of the house for being baptized and not having anything and I said I rather be in that situation! I'm so tired of being in situations like this. This is like the second time in less than a year. Even though the other one hurt more and probably took a longer time to get over...I don't know. I'm just so tired.

Ahh I'm probably going to delete this when I'm in a better spirit, but I'm sorry for whoever's reading this because it's not...whatever.