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Meet Jinq Sien, a.k.a. Jino, one of the four editors of the Victorian Editorial Board.
After today's orientation session, during which we went sponsor-hunting, he gave Lik Wen (another editor) a lift home.
Chatting with him a few minutes ago, he mentioned how he managed to find his way back home from Lik Wen's place, and added;
"Actually I salah jalan, but I manage to find my way back." [I quote verbatim]
Somehow it struck me, that those words were exactly what I need to hear at this point of time.
The Malacca reunion was in many ways a bad experience, and I cannot say that it was thoroughly enjoyable. Indeed, no fault of our excellent hosts, Matthew and David. My own blunders.
In the course of these foul-ups, I ended up terribly hurting a very dear friend. I am very sorry.
And the Editorial Board is getting more and more difficult. Add to this miry mix of tangles, an increasing discontentment with Form Six and the coming STPM...
I wonder if I will ever find my way back. So many wrong turnings in life; how many U-turns are permitted?
Someone once said (some claim it was Lao Tze, others Confucius), that "Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising after every fall."
How many falls before a person cannot get up again? Or is there grace for a wayward heart, as Jars of Clay sang?
"No, in all these things we are more than conquerers through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord." (St Paul)