Leap Year Baby

I found this on the internet:

I'm a Leap Year Baby. Joining this group on February 28, 2013 (that's today in Eastern Asia). I celebrate my birthday on both days of Feb 28 and March 1. I have just thought: Maybe I could celebrate it on 12:00 of Feb 28 and 11:59 of Mar 1. LOL I later understood about my birthday skipping every year in school when I learned how to read a calendar. In my late primary school to early college, I told my parents to never greet me or gift me presents on years when there was no Feb 29. I think I was getting depressed with a leaping birthday. But, ironically, I would get sad when friends didn't greet me a happy birthday. It felt like I never existed at all. Every year and the same people keep asking when I would celebrate my birthday (until now). And every time February 29 appears, family would give me a MEGA birthday celebration. But on my 4th (16th), I dared them not to give me a party. On my 5th (20th), they still gave me a party 10days later (bcos 29th was a school day), a "debut". But on the 29th, there was a concert and I was able to take a picture with the singer because it was my birthday. But last year 2013, 6th (24th), it was my bestest birthday ever. I didn't have a party, but my sweetest friends surprised me with a birthday cake. They were the sweetest. At dinner, my family only went for pizza. February 29, 2013 hasn't ended yet. Only so few people have greeted me so far. I am not telling people nor posting birthday stuff on Facebook. I prefer people who greets to be real friends because true special friends remember birthdays. Sadly, even some special friends forget my birthday when I remember theirs and always greet them. I am glad to be a leap year. Though I'm 25 now. I'm still 6.25. Though I'm physically aging, I'm still emotionally young. (Physically developed but emotionally underdeveloped...it's a fact. I still need people to watch over me.) I'm a self-diagnosed Aspie, doctor-diagnosed PDs. Like my birthday, I'm mostly on the borderline of many things including my intelligence and creativity. Oh well. One thing to be proud for: I'm young, sweet, energetic, and have an innocent smile.

Jesus Christ

[He will] cause the fall & rise of many... He will be a sign from God that many will not accept so that the thoughts of many will be made known. And the things that will happen will make your heart sad, too. Luke 2:34-35

Laura Story (Blessings)

We pray for blessings, we pray for peace

Comfort for family, protection while we sleep

We pray for healing, for prosperity

We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering

And all the while, You hear each spoken need

Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things

'Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops

What if Your healing comes through tears

What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near

What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear

We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near

We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love

As if every promise from Your word is not enough

And all the while, You hear each desperate plea

And long that we'd have faith to believe

'Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops

What if Your healing comes through tears

What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near

What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

When friends betray us

When darkness seems to win

We know that pain reminds this heart

That this is not,

This is not our home

It's not our home

'Cause what if your blessings come through rain drops

What if Your healing comes through tears

What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near

What if my greatest disappointments or the aching of this life

Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can't satisfy

What if trials of this life

The rain, the storms, the hardest nights

Are your mercies in disguise

Work Blues (UPDATE)

UPDATE:

I made some changes from the previous post re: Work Blues.

(Feb 11, 2013)

I was emotionally embattled at work and was asked this question, "Are you doing it gladly and with thanksgiving that the Lord has given you this job? If the answer is yes, you are glorifying God. If no, you are not glorifying God."

Because I couldn't answer yes, and guilty of my gloomy state, I was sorry and thought to paste this where I could see it.

Website Update (Feb 13, 2013)

When I started this blog, I first had the name as a Spiritual Backpacker because that time, I went out to rest from my home church after my painful experiences there and after my mentor/s left. I went out visiting various churches to know what they teach, but I didn't think of leaving my home church.

I changed it into a Lone Ranger Christian because I really felt so alone in the reformed faith that was inherited to me by my mentor/spiritual dad.

However, as I was travelling to spiritual growth, I realized I was no longer a lone ranger. There were people praying for me. Though they're not physically present with me, their spirit was with me for we're under one Spirit, God's Holy Spirit; one Christ our Savior; one Grace; one Faith; and one Father.

So I wonder what I am going to name this website.

Should I change it back to Spiritual Backpacker? Or just The Backpacker or The Traveler?

This world is not my home. Nowhere is permanent but in the Home of my Father. The weight I have in my backpack is the weight I carry until I am Home.

This website is transparent and can easily be known where I live and where I've been and what I've done good and wrong (and the conflicts and critics I have). Some posts can be filled with anger and despair and embarrassment, but for the next proceeding posts, I hope to share the faith God has enabled me. If ever readers who personally know me would find out despite this website's anonymity, don't condemn me because of my past. It's past already. I am ashamed of my past, but there's a reason I put this in writing and be transparent and be honest with myself. I am still growing and learning. God knows me more than anyone who knows me. If my past pulls me down, how can I be strong to push myself up and not turn back? God continues to sustain me and give me strength. God continues to mold me to be more and more like Christ until His return.

I do hope this will be my last website update.