I like to read blogs and nowadays, I read of lives slipping away... the bleakness and frustration were unbearable. The helplessness, the loneliness, the exclusion, the isolation, the major decisions in life where you have no clue what to do, the disappointments, the many times of trying but still failing.. oh, they are such pains.

I can feel it and I can't help but feel unsettled and terrible for these people. I truly feel it, in my mind especially. My heart is still not as active as my mind, so I don't cry for them. But yes, my mind is overwhelmed with these thoughts of bleakness as I read their blogs.

The full life, innocence, heart-to-heart talks and laughter that once surrounded us seem to be replaced by monotony, lies, superficial talks and tears as we grow older and become more aware of us having to fight for ourselves, our dreams.

Christians are not always happy (or deluded) people. We have our fair share of struggles and stress.

So whenever, I feel such negative thoughts looming over my mind, I remember the song my mom used to sing when she cooks in the kitchen in the morning, and I will have the strength to carry on. This song has helped me through my FYP journey and disappointing times. It is a church hymn written in the 19th century. Who says hymns are boring and dry?

Please read the lyrics of this hymn "What A Friend We Have in Jesus" and be blessed.

What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!

Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge—Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms He’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.

P/S Thank you God the busy weekend is over!!! FYP report-rushing and James127 Camp are over and I can rest the whole day at home today. Yay....