It had been a while since I had last attended a service and listened to a sermon. For couple of reasons, including distance. Mostly the usual tell-tale signs of straying away from a path, but nothing to write here about.
I decided to attend one at Joe's Church, Trinity at Paya Lebar. It was refreshing and renewing. It reminded me of how I had forgotten about God's presence and love, undergoing torment under satan's attacks, leading me to confuse the attacker as God Himself, confused between satan's attacks and God's blessings. I have always been labelled as quiet, 'extra', serious and stern looking, sometimes even scary looking. I just was not the type to smile too much. My thoughs on honour and discipline were a little different from the rest, which made me quite the outcast. That is, to the majority, except for those few whom I exchanged conversations with.
It was warming to know that God was eternal, and that he always saw every creation as perfect.
Today was equally busy, as I opted to help sell animal (?) - shaped and strange unrecognisable sculptures of balloons to children at a fair, later learning how much teenage St. John first aiders have this strange fondness of such things. Good thing too, which got rid of the items we were trying to get rid of by giving out for free later, instead of bursting them right away. Someone even traded away a balloon for an origami, as other store owners were trying to get rid of their stocks at hand, especially foodstuffs.
I knew that boys had a liking to gun and sword-shaped balloons, so I sort of attempted to create two gun-shaped ones (Two since there was a lack of resources by then), which sort of was successful.
I used some of the coupons my father gave me as he had purchased them and forgot about the even until I told him about my going off to work there. There were quite a lot, of which another person used to buy lots of food. Even chocolate, despite the heat. But I guess he had the best of intentions, which was what really mattered.
Looking at the balloon sculptor hired to entertain the kids, I was quite dazzled by not really the balloons, but mainly the professionalism and skills he had in his own field. That was something one could admire. He knew how to entertain them well, using vibrant and rhythmic music, along with well-known cartoon sculptures made, inviting the children up with him. The clown-like costume and make-up he used was quite something too.
I guess that would be all for now.
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