wonderment

For anyone who’s interested, I did finish that script last night.

When my head hit the pillow it was 2am. It didn’t seem long after I put my head down when I was awoken by someone switching on the room light and clapping around. 230am. My dear sister was trying to catch a stray mozzie that was making a feast out of her.

In any case, I pulled the pillow over my head and went back to sleep, mozzie or not.

Woke up with the aftereffects of brain fry but a glorious morning sky greeted me as I ran out of the house.

Even though I was going to be 10 minutes late for work, I couldn’t help but stand beneath my block and look upwards where a breeze was blowing.

From my angle, the swaying palm fronds seemed like they were tickling the blue-yellow sky. Fluffy silver-lined clouds lazily drifted along like a dream. A couple of birds were twittering around. Everyone had left for work already so the carpark was beautifully quiet.

“I will praise you in the morning, my Lord.”

By the time my dad’s old beater roared to life and cut through the silence, I had gotten my peace for the day.

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Did I tell you about a certain place in Aljunied, that lies along the Kallang- Paya Lebar Expressway and bus 155 passes through it?

I want to go back there some day.

I’m not so good with the words to describe the scene but I can tell you what I felt.

There comes a time when you get so tired of traffic that you just get onto any bus hoping that it’d take you somewhere so you can go home ..

The bus takes you on a journey…

It passes by familiar roads.

It passes not-so-familiar places.

While you’re still wondering where on earth you are, the bus brings you to a place that seems to be taken from a good dream you had once.

It’s reality and a dream all at once. But as the bus takes me down that simple one lane road, I know that its my God, who knows my needs, according to His riches in glory, who took me off a side road in life, to let me see how gracious He is.