Kids, Patience, & A Loose Tooth!


You would think that the bus is the best place to rest in peace… apparently, mine is filled with fighting kids, crying kids, and.. kids, AND their excessive use of “vulgar” words, the most common being, ‘Liar’ and ‘Mean’.

Lalala~ Its fun though… I mean the kids 😀 They’re pretty nice to be with when they aren’t constantly yapping and whining. I laughed when my sister faced me and said “So that’s why you hate kids?”. I guess I needed to be patient and more loving. Maybe that’s why God placed me with these children. Smart…. and Sneaaaky!

They are still kids, so it’s pretty hard to teach them a lesson. I remember me and my troubles when I was younger, and weirdly enough, my sister is having the same problems as well. It gets pretty annoying when they don’t understand- but if was able to figure these conflicts out- with the help of Jesus and my family- then through God’s timing, maybe my sister will find it out soon 🙂

BTW, she’s experiencing her first LOOSE TOOTH! Moving it back and forth with her finger or tongue. I wonder how she’s dealing with it. If she’s excited, or if she’s nervous… Anyway! One of the kids in the bus told my sister “Stop moving it! It’s scary”, pointing directly at my sister’s tooth. I kinda got irritated with her and told her it was rude to say ‘scary’ and point at other people. She pouted her lips, getting all teary eyed and said “You’re so bad, why are you being mean to me?”. At this point, I felt like -uggh!- sooo annoyed, but I didn’t want her to cry any further so I forced out a smile and distracted her from our current topic, she stopped crying and giggled a little. I wish I felt a little sympathy and love- I’m still working on it though.

After dealing with the kid, I faced my sister who was still angry at the girl, so I tried to calm her down- ’cause if she’s angry now, she’ll be angry back home, which will make me angry, and stuff will happen. Sibling rivalry and all. Thank the Lord it’s all right, right now 😀

Back to the loose tooth topic! I suddenly wish I could experience it again…

I do not own this picture

I do not own this picture

Flashback

I watched my dad as he tied a string to the base of my tooth, “Daaaad don’t make it fast okay? Just slow, like this” I slowly tugged the string, making sure I didn’t put much force to it. “Yes yes, I will” he said while looking intently at my mouth, then gave me a smile of assurance- or at least, that’s what I thought it looked like, 

“Ready?” asked dad, lightly holding the string, a smile on his face

“Sloooowly” (>_<“) I reminded him, nervously moving my tooth back and forth with the tip of my tongue,

“I will I will” 

Then suddenly WOOSH! (O_O…) *silence*

“See? it wasn’t that bad” said dad, laughing 

I touched the area where my ‘once-loose-tooth’ was located, still shocked by the quick pull of the string. When I felt that the tooth was no longer in its place…

WAAAAAAH! WAAAAHH!

and it didn’t even hurt….

End of Flashback

Sigh… I miss those days :’) *sniff sniff* Dad even experimented with it and tied the string to the knob of the door, thinking that once you slam the door shut, the force would be enough to pull- or RIP! the tooth out. It didn’t work though, I still remember it- not very clearly though- but I recall dad laughing (._.”) Yay… thanks dad. xD Well! I’ve learnt a lot today 🙂 and recalled some funny moments in the past~ which gives us another good reason of why we should PRAISE THE LORD! ❤ LOVE YOU PAPA JESUS!

PS. Please pray for my voice, it’s kind of lost, I don’t know why it even decided to run away in the first place. Just please pray for it to come back 😥 huhuhu I have to sing for our Church’s Anniversary in 2 days! and I really want to make the Lord proud, if not a good voice, then please also pray to keep away the fear and nervousness I feel. Thank you all! God bless you! ❤

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Answered Prayer… literally…


Psalm 34:17

The righteous cry out, and the LORD hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles.

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So, I have been hurting the past few weeks… I am not gonna state the reason for it is too personal but I am gonna share my story of my prayer being answered.

As I human being, I use to have the tendency to think or worry too much, that I am already missing what is right in front of me. Then I feel this ‘pang’ in my chest or something like that. [Note: This is a serious topic for me and a little touchy. So to those who don’t like mushy stuff, please continue reading. It’s worth it.]

If you guys are hurting, in pain, or something in between, just know that God always has a reason and that He makes everything good at it’s time… If this hadn’t happened, then I wouldn’t be able to talk to God would I?

In problems like these, I always have the need to talk to an elderly (besides my parents). I was able to talk to an elderly in church. She told me to pray. She comforted me. And I thank her for that. I was able to do what she instructed me to do. And with God’s help, I was able to do it…

So, here it goes….

My Testimony

“Lord when will I talk to my dad about my problem? When will I confront Him?” I ask the Lord.

“When the time is right, my child.” He replies.

I kind of doubted a bit. I was thinking if it was me talking to myself… or if it was really God…

“I was thinking of getting baptized, Lord.”

“That’s good news”

“I love you, Jesus”

“I love you too, child”

I started tearing up with joy and grinning widely.

“I hope my parents won’t see me crying, Lord”

….

“Oh wait! I want them to see me cry, so they will pity me” [Note: I kind of laughed at my childishness here. I really wanted them to pity me]

Then… my father entered my room…

He asked “What is the problem, Dannelle?”

I didn’t answer. I was angry and hurting.

My mom then called my dad for some help. This gave me the time to ask God.

“God? Is right NOW the time?”

and the Lord answered “Yes.”

“Please give me the courage”

My dad came back to the room, and we talked… I found that my dad was really patient and calm. One thing I like about my dad. He knows how to control himself.

Honestly, the problem wasn’t the same problem I had before… I don’t even remember the problem anymore.

But I felt so blessed to have a father like him.

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If you guys have a problem and you feel alone. Like no one in the world can help you… always remember, that God is always behind your back.

And that was my testimony… Hope you guys could learn something from it… God Bless! ❤

 

My Lazy Butt.


Hey guys! Sorry I haven’t written for months, or so I thought. And F.Y.I it was not because of my “Lazy Butt”, but because of my ‘intricate’ school, yes, school.

Anyways, I won’t be able to continue the story (When I lent my pen to Jesus) for a while since I am not in the mood to write, not just yet!

Ohhh! And Ark is doing very fine, thought of bringing him up to this conversation. If you don’t know who Ark is, well, he is my pet bird. And to say honestly, it isn’t going as good as I was expecting, I figured I have to be as patient as I thought I would, guess I wasn’t patient enough, but I am willing :). It may take months or so I have heard, so I would really care for some suggestions! :3.

PS. He ate from my hands! A good start ey? Yeah! I’m afraid he might have fatty liver disease though, since the pet shop has been feeding him seeds for like eternity, so I also have to deal with that. Wish me luck! I mean, Pray for me!! 😀