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Tuesday, December 26


Evermore shall be.
Sometimes I think the anticipation of Christmas greatly exceeds the experience of the actual event. The concept of Christmas, in this case, would solely be confined to presents, cards, snowflakes, carolling and the lot. Somehow the idyllic scenes of euphoria created in the depths of my mind never quite seem to play out likewise. However, thanks to everyone who managed to take a little bit of that and make it real to me this year.

I know, gifts and wishes aren't what Christmas is about at all - as we've been singing for the past couple of nights - Christmas is about His glory, Christmas is about his grace. Still, it seems almost mandatory that every year as people rush around dishing out presents and cards; screaming for photos to be taken; exchanging occasionally awkward hugs; we all wallow in the dregs of loneliness, if only for a second or two. I felt strangely alone at 1am this Christmas morning, as the cheery world flashed by for an instant.

And then, of course, I put on my best Christmas smile, and once again joined the ranks of the scurrying present-givers. Hey! For you! Merry Christmas! Big grin.

But I'm glad I feel this way, because if the friends and presents alone were to satisfy me into happiness, then I wouldn't at all appreciate the peace and joy that only Christ can bring. I smile because it's Jesus' birthday! Christmas is indeed about His glory.

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On not-so-side note, the musical is over and already I'm reminicising. I've enjoyed every minute of it, from the role-playing, odd stretches, funky costumes, drag queen make up, song recording, and most of all, spreading the good news in such a terribly fun way. Thanks one and all who made this possible, and also to those who faithfully came down to support us even in the downpour. One, two, three - bow!

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Going to Bangkok tomorrow! Be back on the 31st. See y'all.


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