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I guess I really did underestimate the difficulty of the chinese exam paper today...*crosses fingers* lets hope I do not fail shall we...
In my absence, some stuff happened in my clique.............
I really do not know what to do...
I guess, should I turn, to the cross...in my pocket?
I carry a cross in my pocket
A simple reminder to me
Of the fact that I am a Christian,
No matter where I may be
This little cross is not magic
Nor is it a good luck charm
It isn't meant to protect me
From every physical harm
It's not for identification
For all the world to see
It's simply and understanding
Between my Saviour and me
When I put my hand in my pocket
To bring out a coin or key
The cross is there to remind me
Of the prize He paid for me
It reminds me too, to be thankful
For my blessings day by day
And to strive to serve Him better
In all that I do andsay
It's also a daily reminder
Of the peace and comfort I sahre
With all who know my Master
And give themselves to his care
So, I carry a cross in my pocket
Reminding no one but me
That Jesus Christ is Lord of my life
If only I'll let Him be.
Far be it from me to glory except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ
Galatians 6:14
The following poem, was from a bookmark Miss Pereira gave the Catholics in our class.
Thank You, Jesus.
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