Heartened by SFC

Today is a Wednesday. This meant that I would travel to SAJC, as always, for our weekly Saints For Christ (SFC) ministry time. I met my unofficial mentee and got to know a few more people, namely Charity and Kendra, as well as to know Jonathan a little bit better. I was moved when everyone worked together well, regardless of which cliques they belonged in, and the clique-less mingling when going home together. I was heartened by the intentionality displayed among the J1s to know one another better. I hope they can enjoy what I didn't–a united SFC–and they really support one another with Christ in the centre as the year progresses.

-Joel Kindiak

Hurt

On Instagram, I have a goal—to encourage and to help people look at life from a Higher perspective. Yet, let me, in this post, simply be vulnerable.

Sigh.

Alright.

It hurts when my supposedly close group of friends, ones whom I spent a whole year growing close to, forgot me in two significant events, simply because I moved on from Ablaze to NS while the rest, as much as they should have followed me, chose to "stay back". I question their reasons, but that is irrelevant here. Even last Friday they held a birthday celebration for our junior, and apparently I was not notified. It just so happened that all the non-NS people were there. Of course, by then I've already learnt to accept exclusion and move on with life, and while I'm nonlonger hurt, I still remember the time that I was.

Childish it may be, it is not something I'll easily forget. This has made me erect yet another wall in dealing with people, to guard my heart maybe too much at the expense of trusting people. Is there any human I trust, aside from Jesus?

He who has ears, let him hear.

He who has eyes, let him read.

He who has a mind, let him think.

Free Wallpaper

Here's a wallpaper I did, based on the bridge of Darlene Zschech's 'In Jesus' Name'. Hope you like it!

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Stop whining

Stop complaining that you suck in studies and start upping your game to master them.

The Beauty of Time

Time passes.

Friends you meet leave for a very long while only before catching up again.

Yet, after all these years, you still will be my friends.

Thank you for times we shared and for the rare times to come. I appreciate them all, be it more frequent or not.

See you next time.

He who has ears, let him hear

"This week has been filled with ups and downs."

"This week has been filled with ups and downs."

"This week has been filled with ups and downs."

Apparently the guys didn't care, so I shan't tell them. I shall instead summarise this roller-coaster week here

Before Monday:

UP — Had good tuition with a DHS student

DOWN — Was uninvited to send my LG leader off

Monday:

UP — Caught up with Benjamin and Bryan

DOWN — Was completely uninvited to my unit-mate's birthday celebration

Tuesday:

UP — Open House

Wednesday:

DOWN — Was fired (so-called) by my J2 student

UP — My DHS student enjoyed tuition

Thursday:

DOWN — My mentor was unable to meet me for mentoring

UP — The USP interview went incredibly smoothly

Friday:

DOWN — Pooped in my pants on the way to cycling

UP — Went cycling

DOWN — No one wanted to hear me share this

UP — I don't care

He who has eyes, let him read.

He who has ears, let him hear.

The Power of Phileo

Friendships last even when seasons don't.

Even when you're repeatedly not invited to events that your previous circle of friends do together. 'Together' probably lost much of its meaning then.

Even when a sincere text is responded with a blue tick. Trivial it may sound, but it reflects condescendence on the friendship. Or maybe just incredible busyness on their part.

Even when you repeatedly request for a catchup and the other party repeatedly procrastinates.

Yet, I, Joel Kindiak, at a ripe old age of 18.67, can say with a clear conscience—it is well with my soul. I understand that people are busy and hence neglect others. I've come to learn that one does not simply rely on friends 24/7 for fulfillment. Rely on God.

Nonetheless, their actions will not de-friend them from me. They will still hold dear to my heart, even though outwardly it doesn't look like it.

After all, friendships last even when seasons don't.