grace like rain

yes, the title does account for the fact that i was squealing/humming/cheering or whatever you call it with joy just now. when i received my big fat NUS package (: yes, it was with all smiles and eager hands that i greeted the brown package tt my grandfather handed to me. because i knew i prayed for it. and i got it.

this time, it was the "arts and social sciences" that was in bold print. but nonetheless, it still gives the same reaction (: all smiles (:

Everytime I call his name
His love rains down on me..

God is good. mmhmm. faith in spite of feelings (: now i can go, HAH i didnt get gd grades but i still made it into what i wanted to. God is good (:

and. im enjoying work. more than i thot i ever wld.
and. mac called! (: except that brought the batt bars down 2 notches sigh.
8 more days baby..

Love is raining down on me
Joy is deep inside of me
Praise; I'll lift my hands to thee
Cuz your love is raining down on me (:

and i say, amen.