And it comes to an end

Life goes by real fast
I still remember when i was only 6 years old.
And with the blink of an eye, I'm 17.

High school's over.
This coming September, a whole new world awaits.
University's gonna be a whole new environment with opportunity, temptations, LIFE.

I look back, and I realize how much God has blessed me.
In terms of finance, friends, everything.

ROOTED has been one of the greatest blessings.
I love my cell group, and I would give up nothing for a new one.
They make Friday a day to always look forward to, no matter how the week was.

So many blessings, big and small.
I guess it comes to show how much God's watching over me.
And yeah, I know I sin. A lot. It's something I have to work on.
But who's to say I shouldn't try? Gotta keep getting back up.



And to that special someone, who should know who she is,
I'm going to miss you. I knew I would, even before HS ended.
I can't find the words to express my feelings right now.
but I...just don't wanna leave. I'd rather stay and spend time with you.
All the times we had, good and bad...I praise God for all of them.
I've seen you grow so much.
You're so beautiful. (and that includes your voice, although I know you won't agree)
You make me smile and I love you, even when I can't show it properly.
I miss you. So much. You'll always have a place in my heart.


Jeffrey Lo
Peace Love Respect

Your Honour,

So a couple days ago, I was walking down the street.
The sun was out, boasting proudly. Made it REAL hot.

And I was reflecting on myself. And how far God's brought me.
and while I was walking, I saw a person who wasn't "normal".
This person had a slightly disfigured face. (I know I'm judging, just bear with me please x.x)
My mind screamed to judge him, by my heart fought back.
I made a quick prayer to keep myself steady.

And then I realized something.

A lot of the times, we're unhappy with who we are, how we look, what we have.
But just take a walk down the street, and you'll realize how blessed we really are.

I KNOW that most of us are not satisfied with how we look. But we can easily go and gossip about how other people look.

I KNOW that most of us are not satisfied with what we own. But we keep walking when we see a beggar on the streets of downtown.

I KNOW that most of us aren't satisfied with out social status. But we ignore the classmate who has nobody to talk to in class.

We aren't satisfied with anything we've been blessed with, but we fail to notice how the people around us could have even less than us.


So why are we judging others? Why are we not satisfied?