The Opera Populaire

Watched a drama unfold before my eyes (more like ears actually) since yesterday. I am feeling kinda low becos I unwittingly let the wretched clerk feel worse by showing her one of that customer's vulgar SMS directly targeted at her. As if she doesn't have enough probs already. I prayed that God make her feel better somehow. Sometimes I wonder if my brains are actually made of straw??

But hmm. I do marvel at the depth of God's love for mankind. There are some difficult ppl in this world whom literally pass the pain to others. Then there are (possibly worse) ones who act all honey and sweet but behind you, they plunge the dagger in deep. Not that there is anyone who can claim to be perfect. But yeah, as Christians we can try to be channels of His blessings to others.

Apparently, it is very rare here to be the only Christian in the family!

I see girls walking in the streets and commuting etc everyday, so why am I a spectacle when I only walked that short distance?? Sigh... I do miss that freedom to walk the streets alone. Or simply to have my own space for that matter. And I miss doing "young" things and being with people my age. But on the other hand... I also hope to be fair to the folks. How can I ever balance the two? One can never have it all in this pilgrimage called life, I suppose.