User:Nguyentruongkhiem

‎2:30 pm, driving to … the sun was burning hot. 5:45 pm, driving back to … the streets were wet after the rain. I still didn’t know what I would be able to do, was still driving on the old ways. Everything was still like on the days before and I has been the same as ever, couldn’t still understand myself … “Jesus loves me”.

I was no longer interested in life’s pleasures, film, parties, outdoor drive … So I didn’t know what to do aside from writing something that happened. I wrote when I was sad and when I was satisfied, I also wrote and when I felt normal; I did, too.

And I tried to find the songs that I understood and experienced to writing the feeling about them. Then I had very many songs to make clear these ones. After that, I felt cheerful when I read again along with those melodies around on my ears. And for the time being, I know Jesus still loves me … “Jesus loves me”. Sometimes I wanted to find somewhere that was very secret to cry very much but when I started doing it He immediately stopped it and wiped my eyes dry, then I understood that it was only a useless thing. “You needed me!” I called upon everybody to sing praise unto Him, then I knew I had acted on my own initiative, this that I’d thought it hadn’t been my task. “You needed me!”

Very much we are forgeting the things that we are having and only claim the things that we aren’t able to have. Please don’t worry and wait for the ones that you still haven’t had yet, then to leave out the ones that you have, although they are very small. "You still needed me!"

This Sunday night is so beautiful, so It was more two months I no longer went church. The runway is lighting, it means that there will be one more plane leaving this SaiGon. Thank luckiness for this job and from this time I can stand contemplating the planes landing and taking off. I never planed and now is the same. The Christmas is about to come, so everybody all prepare their thick and coarse overcoats before taking flight. Suddenly, I miss going sightseeings of youth group before. Will I never come back to there?

December 24th, the night sky is still like the ones before. Maybe, everyone is singing praise in the Worship time. This Christmas is missing me, “No problem, everything will still be fine!”. The airport station has very few people,there are almost only staves around and the instrumentals playing from the speaking trumpets on the ceiling. Christmas is coming?

At the end of this month, I will have enough money for a new organ. I’ll be able to practice lessons on hymns again, it was also more two months I no longer practiced on them. The runway is nearly empty, “are they going on strike?”. “Merry ...Christmas and happy new year!” they are wishing together, laughing out loud and playing over there. My working hours will end at 12pm, I only want to go home and take a long sleep through all this night. Today, with me it is enough.

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