Lousy Week

Yup, it’s official, this week is really bad, first of, I’m stressed out with balancing between work and assignment, altho I came to realisation that getting distinction or higher should not be my motivation, should study for the sake of learning, so what if I only manage to pass this assignment.nnAnd then people are quite insensitive with my busyness, they keep coming with their stuffs(which in themselves are quite urgent, I admit).. But yeah a little bit of sensitivity would help. Bible study this Friday, haven’t figured out what to do.. want to concentrate on His word and His will, but the world keep on chocking me with its worries.
Yesterday, the tap on the kitchen was bursting with hot water. The tap hasn’t been able to be closed properly for few months, it finally gave up yesterday, strangely, it poured out hot water instead of cold (it is a cold water tap).. So today the plumber came and fix it (and some other leaky stuffs in bathroom and washing room.. ) and I have to pay 220 for them.. Bloody expensive, were I do it earlier I probably won’t have to pay this much, oh well anyway, there’s always lesson to learn in all things I suppose.
Then came this morning, the 391 bus didn’t stop at my signalling, so I have to pay 10 bucks to catch a taxi. I’m pla
ing to write a complain on that one.. let me see..
And then the last blow just came now, Lina’s place has been broken into, some precious jewelleries were stolen.. Mom’s words keep on ringing on my head “Put your precious stuffs on safe deposit box, open a safe deposit box!!!”.. I am conviced now mom, but then again there probably not too many things now to be put there after what has happened.. Feel like crying for the things stolen, which is in itself is quite ironic for christians, we know that the things of this world we ca
ot take to the next life, but yet why is it so hurtful to part with them? Want to pray for forgiveness, but my heart is still filled with anger.. If I pray for misfortune for the thefts, would God grant it to happen? I want to pray that pray, but my other part of the heart says no, pray for forgiveness instead, it says… I can’t pray that now.. maybe tomorrow..
Surely there must be rainbow after the rain..