This is very strange. Is homesickness contagious?
Been missing home quite abit, and it's reached a strange, strange intensity now. Has it taken this long for me to be homesick?
Unexpectedly received xue ying's enthusiastic email and photos about church chalet, got a recent invite from Papa Sam who emailed about his 21st birthday, skyped with Tim a few days ago after a long time and saw the familiar background of his room, spoke abit to his sister Sam who's grown so big now, walked through town on Sunday and suddenly missed the night lights of city streets, listened to Kevin bemoan continuously last week about English weather and yearn aloud for hot humid 30 deg tropical weather, heard choral music in the minster with a nostalgic pang of the heart, had a Saturday nightful of rendang and goreng pisang and curry, occasional Sun Yanzi on WMP and the Singlish accent on STI - yes, and the acronyms are coming back...... and I miss Ma's voice, Kor's advice, and Wei's hugs. There's a certainty about the kind of rest you can find at home that you can't ever find elsewhere, physically at least....
A thought did strike me today before I even realised how homesick I was - God hasn't given a slightest hint of a reply about my MA applications when I asked Him where He wanted me to go. Is it because I've precluded the possibility of actually staying in Singapore and not offered the choice up to him in the first place? So much for Oxford; it might really be a personal desire more than anything else. Today's devotion was about surrendering choices completely at crossroads, and I don't think it was by chance that I read it.
Well, at least I know that if He wants me to stay in Singapore, it's the best path I'll ever have.
(as usual, lots have been happening but I've been to lazy/busy to update. Will update asap with pictures!)
homesick.
