Soon my holidays will come, they feel well-deserved.

I miss home, especially in the winter nights when there is no warmth to escape to. Sometimes it gets miserable, somestimes its pleasant, mostly depending on my mood.

I'm going to begin taking better care of myself, eat proper food, cook well. I feel adventurous. Carrot cake maybe. I feel like going back to running as well.

I miss my friends. All of them. The ones here with whom I've been cut off with because of my hectic schedule. The ones at home whose messages I haven't been replying for a while, I'm sorry.

I've had lots of time to think, with all this personal space. I've reflected on how I've become more reserved, more selective when it comes to friendships.

I now understand why the heart can so easily move on in long distance relationships. Sometimes its not just the distance, but it a form of defence mechanism to shut down emotions when the distance becomes unbearable.

I've been high. I've been low. Through it all, I'm only learning that I'm a child of grace, the most blessed title to claim.

I was wondering, why do Christians sometimes sin? I thought once we are saved we suddenly realise our despicable sins and hate them the way God hates them. Then shouldn't Christians always hate sin and just not sin? Why do we sometimes choose to sin?

Thank God for His Word that shines light on the dark corners of my heart.

Galatians 2:20
I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I that live, but Christ lives in me; and the life that I now live I live by faith in the Son of God who loved me and gave Himself for me.

Clean slate. Declared righteous. Propitiation. How amazing is that. How dark is sin. How God hates it. How I've been offered a clean slate free. Even now, continually being offered that forgiveness. That Amazing Grace.