i'm forever grateful

I was reading a post i wrote before i left for England, where i wondered if God was bringing me to England for some special reason.
And looking back on my trip, i think i have found that special reason, and i am so so glad that i went on this trip, although it means cramming work. Because i experienced God in such a real and beautiful way during that trip that i can only sigh at the amazing God that is being revealed more to me each day.
From the moment i set foot on the lush green shores of Great Britian, i had this obsession with wanting to see Lavender. I wanted to experience what my math tuition teacher had experienced while tuoring in province, France - a field of Lavender. Before the trip, Lavender was a symbol, albeit a personal one, of the best times of my life, spent last summer in CTSS. To me, they symbolised the tranquility and sweetness of those bygone days, when i could relax sitting strident on the oak tree, or go for rambles round the stately courtyards of Trinity College. It reminded me of the many many wonderful friends i had made there; its clusters of buds clumped neatly together reminded me of us, grouping together as one, going about busily, happily. So i set out to find a field of Lavender, but as the days wore by and fields of buttercups rolled by without a hint of purple in its depths, i began to think that perhaps Lavender fields were confined to agriculture-rich france.
Then, one day, after driving for hours, we reached a road block. My parents decided to take the tourist's guidebook's advice and "get lost" in the wild countryside of England, so we took a right turn and followed the sign post towards "snowshill". after journeying for several minutes along a narrow, hilly road, we saw a sign "snowshill- LAVENDER" my heart leaped a mile upwards only to rocket down again, as i thought:" it's probably a B&B" Nonetheless, the name was too alluring for us to resist and we decided to check it out. looking out of my window, i caught the first glimpse of my wildest fantasies- a field of the gentlest purple, beckoning us forwards.
Standing in that field of purple (it was a herb farm), i marveled at God's wonderful grace. He didn't have to show me this field of Lavender. It was just some foolish fantasy of mine. Yet he was so kind as to pamper me and give me my heart's desire. At that moment, in those fields, i realised just how GOOD it was to be God's child. How wonderful and humbling it was too belong to such a GREAT, MARVELOUS, GENEROUS God.
So now, Lavender doesn't just mean "the best time of my life". it also means "GOD loves ME!!!!!!" and "GOD is GREAT". it means that God will fulfill my wildest fantasies, if they are in line with his will. But most importantly is that it means that he listens, truly listens, to the quietest whispers of my heart, and hears not only what i say to him in prayer, but he hears my soul.
With a God like that, i think anyone would wish that we could be righteous, just so that it may please him.
Because you are my King, Lord, no matter how impossible my dreams seem to be, no matter how dark my future ever becomes, i know that you will be with me, and that you will provide exceedly, abundantly, and amazingly.
Having such a wonderful Creator makes me want to scale Mt Everest and stand on itt's top and proclaim the Lord's name. Because he is so good, and he loves us ALL so much. If any of us would just turn to him, he'd lift us up so so high, and we would NEVERe be alone again.