This was more difficult than I thought. But that meant I was getting addicted to studying and thus a break was of critical importance to prevent a burn out.
So I tied my hair up in a bandanna, put on a wide hat, picked up a trekking stick, and walked into the sun in the direction of Punggol Barrage, which was still not open yet.
"When you go somewhere with the sole purpose of meeting with God, he will meet you."
And meet me, he did. He also introduced me to very nice people.
And I also ignored two "DANGER NO ENTRY" signboards. I was on a date with the owner of the universe so I feared nothing.
I was walking out of Punggol Marina Club along a lonely road in the hot sun. A car slowed down next to me, and like any average friendly Singaporean, offered me a lift out of this inaccessible place. It made my day, but I was heading towards the sea so I declined.
I took a wrong turn, ending up at another way out construction site, and found myself surrounded by 4 new mainland Chinese workers. And like any average friendly Singaporean, I welcomed them to Singapore and since they were looking for a beach, led them by foot to Punggol Point. I spent the afternoon with them, even sending them back to their dormitory at one of the construction sites in Punggol.
I sat at the playground after dinner- reflecting and journaling, reading my Bible a little and talking to God as the sun set and the children played.
I came home and Dad asked how my day was. I told him about my chat with the 4 chinese dudes who I really enjoyed the afternoon with.
"What god do you believe in?" I asked in my broken Chinese.
"Oh we believe in the Goddess of Mercy. You know what that is about?" They replied.
"Yes, I do," I said as one of them showed me his pendent.
"It also means we are afraid of ghost. So we don't go out at night." One of the brothers continued, "So what about you?"
I smiled and said, "I believe in Jesus. That means I am not afraid of ghost and I go out at night."
You know... Yesterday seems so unreal. It was so awesome I could well have been making it up.
But I'm not. I got tan lines to prove it.
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