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Wake Up

Earlier today, I walked back home alone.
I think I've mentioned somewhere in this blog that walking alone at night is one of the best moment where I really can think about lots of stuff in peace.
Instead of being scared of the darkened streets and dim lights, I was soothed by the calm moon light and the rustling wind.

Tonight is a bit different.

There are quite a lot of things going on recently.
Things that I heard but not quite DOWNED on me.
It's like I've been slacking the whole time, not keeping myself alert.
I've been too busy taking care of myself, taking care of things that seems so important to me.

While walking back, I felt this heaviness on my heart.
Realizing that I've been forgetting the purpose given to me, and that my life was slowly focusing back on ME, instead of the One that given me my life.

Tonight, I was reminded. Why I was here in the first place.
I was reminded that this life I'm living is a gift.
And if I stop blessing others, I'm wasting my life away.
It's like a wake up call.
Like an alarm that was ringing in the background, but I kept pressing snooze.

I was reminded that it is not only about the responsibility given to me.
It's about seeing your loved ones are hurting, and knowing that there's no way you can sit tight and just watch.
They say, with great power, comes great responsibility.
But God is teaching me the other way around.
With great responsibility given to me, He's given me extra 'power' to do whatever He wants me to do.
I was reminded of this lyric 'break my heart from what breaks Yours'.
And really.
This is the first time I got my heart break to see people around me struggles.

I was reminded that God's faithfulness lasts a lifetime.
That His 'second chance' is limitless.
And no, it's not an excuse for us to take things for granted, take LIFE for granted.
On the contrary.
His second chance is our wake up call to refocus our life to the things that matters.
His second chance enables us to make amend, forgiven to forgive, and enables us to pick up where we left things off previously.

Peeps, I just wanna say, that it's never too late to turn your life around.
Life is all about making choices.
Choose wisely, for you only live once.
Time flies, chances might be missed.
Make sure that the things that matter to you now, matters to you forever.



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