Today is the first day of university. I have no class today, yet I felt so tired and slept for the whole evening after work this morning. Waking up, a feeling of don't want to study came into conflict with another feeling to appreciate this final semester. So I ask God, why am I so lazy to study even though this is my last semester? I am doing what I am interested in compared to the other semester, finally get to do my dissertation and it is on a topic of my passion: providing comfortable accommodation for low income families in tropical region. His grace is enough for me to complete my studies, for it is His grace that brought me here, for a chance to study which is way beyond what I deserved.
So I switched the lights on and made myself a good simple dinner, and sat down to set out a timetable. It will be hard to follow, with commitments in cell group as well as occasional casual work, but I will do well in studies. I need to move to my friends' place by the end of this month, so I am packing too, a lot of things are going on, and the only place I can find rest is in Him.
Time is so short, yet crop is plenty.
