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phew. almost forgot about this blog. been drowning in a pile of work. At first I had 8 tasks, but it fell flat on the floor and now I have infinite tasks to complete.
Much work maketh wearied bones.
Had been wallowing in a lot of frustration. can't quite fit into this world, I feel.
Then, I read Spurgeon's exposition on the beatitudes and I'd come to realise that I've been very joyless for a professing believer. Come what may, I should give thanks, not paying merely lip service to my heart, but truely living it from the heart.
I will delight in this:
His grace is sufficient for me, His strength is made perfect in my weakness. adapted fr 2 Cor 12: 9
