Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not upon your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths. Proverbs ch.3 v.5-6
sometimes, i look in the mirror and i find it very difficult to encourage myself that my complexion will improve. there are times when i think im slipping back to the days where i dont dare dare to take pictures or look in the mirror. i've spent maybe hundreds and maybe close to a thousand or two on my face. doctors say 3 months with such certainty and confidence and i trust them. but how many 3 months have passed? i've lived with this since j1 and im honestly sick of it. sometimes i look around, im the only one with a bad complexion. other times i see people with bad complexions and i think, it must be uncomfortable for my family and friends to look at me like that. and other times i see those with scars and i think, oh so thats what im gonna look like even when i "recover".
but im seriously done with pessimism, it kills. and it's probably gonna make things worse. so i trust in the Lord. im not going back to the doctor, not going to take the dumb pills which cost so much. i still have the cream and face wash left from previous visits and miraculously, they dont seem to deplete as quickly. i believe that God is gonna heal my face in time to come and i'll put my faith in Him rather than in doctors.
just a story for any sad person out there; this happened in j2.
one day i was freaking depressed because i did awfully badly for my exam and i believe my best grade was a D or E. went to get lunch at the market and bought chicken rice. one thing to note: i've bought food from her several times and she has never talked to me or anything. that day, she suddenly striked up a conversation with me. i forgot how it started but this was the gist of what she said.
auntie(in chinese): you know, im illiterate but i went for my theory test(driving) that day and i passed. even if you dont do well, dont give up. just study hard.
it really did encourage me a lot even though it was a short conversation. only after that did i think, maybe God was talking to me. and true enough, after that day, that auntie never really talked to me or even looked like she ever had that conversation with me.
In God is my salvation and my glory; The rock of my strength, And my refuge, is in God. (Ps 62.7)
sometimes, i look in the mirror and i find it very difficult to encourage myself that my complexion will improve. there are times when i think im slipping back to the days where i dont dare dare to take pictures or look in the mirror. i've spent maybe hundreds and maybe close to a thousand or two on my face. doctors say 3 months with such certainty and confidence and i trust them. but how many 3 months have passed? i've lived with this since j1 and im honestly sick of it. sometimes i look around, im the only one with a bad complexion. other times i see people with bad complexions and i think, it must be uncomfortable for my family and friends to look at me like that. and other times i see those with scars and i think, oh so thats what im gonna look like even when i "recover".
but im seriously done with pessimism, it kills. and it's probably gonna make things worse. so i trust in the Lord. im not going back to the doctor, not going to take the dumb pills which cost so much. i still have the cream and face wash left from previous visits and miraculously, they dont seem to deplete as quickly. i believe that God is gonna heal my face in time to come and i'll put my faith in Him rather than in doctors.
just a story for any sad person out there; this happened in j2.
one day i was freaking depressed because i did awfully badly for my exam and i believe my best grade was a D or E. went to get lunch at the market and bought chicken rice. one thing to note: i've bought food from her several times and she has never talked to me or anything. that day, she suddenly striked up a conversation with me. i forgot how it started but this was the gist of what she said.
auntie(in chinese): you know, im illiterate but i went for my theory test(driving) that day and i passed. even if you dont do well, dont give up. just study hard.
it really did encourage me a lot even though it was a short conversation. only after that did i think, maybe God was talking to me. and true enough, after that day, that auntie never really talked to me or even looked like she ever had that conversation with me.
In God is my salvation and my glory; The rock of my strength, And my refuge, is in God. (Ps 62.7)
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