maybe i have been selfish. too much.

every time when i watch humanitarian aid shows, it would simply remind me of how we are to bless the poor, to reach out to the ppl in unreachable areas, yet many times i dun see it happening.

even i feel so jaded. who are we to bless? like being in comfy singapore, we just tend to say that we are so poor, yet we do not realise that we are still categorised as the top 10% richest in the world.

we take our health care, education, transport system for granted. we grumble of ppl trying to take small advantages of us, yet we do not care for a world that is broken.

i dun deny that i fall into those above, that's why i am amazed. that You called us to be Your hands and feet.

i feel worthless that You called me worthy. i am guilty of condemning myself. when You told me my chains are gone, i was liberated. but after awhile, i can't help but falling into that pit again. it's a cycle. bad vicious, cycle.