Monday, 10 December 2007
So He Speaks Again
Echoing what Angeline wrote, it's a feeling that makes you speechless, in awe and couldn't stop smiling. Mind you, we are perfectly sane and checked! :) Just that we can't help it when we keep smiling.
He spoke through Steve A'Herne last Saturday night. When I felt physically worn-out after biking in the morning till 2pm, tripped and fell over injuring several parts of my body, with unproperly treated wounds, aching muscles, hungry stomach, sweat smelling body and mud covered legs accompanied by light drizzle plus a phone call from my manager telling me what I've missed out and should have done in my work. Man, I can tell you these can totally contribute to the points to compose a 'My Most Unluckiest Day' essay, like those we used to write in school back then. What more, we were late for service.
When Steve prompted the congregation to response in the altar call, Angie and I remain seated. But we wanted to be prayed for. So we waited. We were like primary school kids with our back pack in hands and following after Steve as he was walking towards the exit. God is so good. He wants to speak to us as much as we want to hear from Him, or even more so I reckon.
If you are feeling at this very moment that the prayers you whispered or uttered had been hitting the celling and bounced back to you, take heart. He hears and He knows even without you saying them. I suspect He likes to ochestrate the 'perfect' situation to answer our heart's deepest concerns. I am a person who can easily take things and people around me for granted. In that way, I will remember and be thankful. Remember His goodness, gentleness, faithfulness and love for me. The kind of love no human being possesses.
Christianity might be categorised as one of the 'religions' in the world. But it's all about relationships, of loving God and loving those He loves (yes, that's you if you are wondering). Please don't be freaked out thinking that it's all about rituals, if you are having that perception, you don't know how much you are missing out in life.
He loves you more than your finite mind can imagine. If you do not believe me, why not you test Him for yourself? See if you dare...
Tuesday, 16 October 2007
Everything In Its Time
Sometimes I wonder what lies ahead
How long till my hunger is fed
They say it's hard to make it in this part of town
So many people on this merry-go-round
Some folks try astrology
Some turn to crytal balls
To find an answer
To get through it all
I just fall on my knees and I try to pray
In the silence I can hear Him say
The river runs and the river hides
Out to the ocean and under the sky
I promise you, the answer will come
Hold on to patience and watch for the sign
Everything in its time
I often feel like I'm two steps behind
Somebody must have moved that finish line
There are a thousand reasons
Why I should give up
But I'm stubborn in the things I believe
The river runs and the river hides
Out to the ocean and under the sky
I promise you, the answer will come
Hold on to patience and watch for the sign
'cause maybe there's another plan
One I still can't see
A little surprise, like your love in my life
Funny how time changes how we see
The river runs and the river hides
Out to the ocean and under the sky
I promise you, the answer will come
Hold on to patience and watch for the sign
Everything in its time
Everything in its time
Monday, 8 October 2007
Of Letting Go
Last Wednesday, in the midst of work I got Angeline's short text like: Are you free tonight? I replied saying I have nothing in particular to do, so, yes. She told me God let her won 2 free tickets! In the back of my mind, I knew what's coming. Ceng ceng ceng...free movie treat!!! =) We watched 'I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry'. We enjoyed ourselves very much. We got 50% of the cinema all to ourselves (there were only 4 ppl)!
Since knowing Wini, we have learnt from her that it's always good to process while and after watching a movie. Sometimes I'll forget to do that and it happened to us then. On our way out of the cinema, Angeline went: Oh, I forgot to process! Heh. Me too.
After so many days, the very one thing that's on top of my mind ever since I left the cinema was a scene in the movie where Larry took out his late wife's clothes from the wardrobe, kissing and putting them away in tears. In the movie, Larry's wife passed away for 3 years but there seemed to be no changes to her stuffs, Larry still keeps her clothes and all, where they were.
What's wrong with that? You may ask. Personally, I find the message hitting home. So much so that I see Larry in me. Unable to let go. Sometimes while having some random thoughts running through my mind, I tend to have the tendency to dwell, reminiscing over and over again in my mind's eye as if I could see myself right where I was back in time and space. Exactly as to what I would not share here b'cos it's too private.
I remember an illustration Max Lucado used in one of his books saying that whether you realise it or not, we all are carrying a sack. Day in and day out. Sometimes without us even realising it. It's the sack full of rocks, stones, and boulders. Each representing our worries, burdens, anxieties...Same goes in this scenario, just that the content now represents that of our memories, both good and unpleasant ones.
I've loaded my sack pretty much. I get a bit breathless carrying them sometimes. I forgot that I can give them all to one person. On and on I added to my sack. It's time for me to seek refuge and do the unloading. God, thank you for awakening me.
It's good to have memories, even more so if it's a good one. But if it only crippled my growth spiritually, it's less than healthy to continue holding unto them. So, I want to let go. Because with God, truly, the best is yet to come.
Saturday, 6 October 2007
My family was here
Sun setting
I was discreetly trying to snap his photo. His parents were near him, so I pretended as if I was shooting sth else. Cute boy playing and getting wet.
A man had a dream that he was walking on the beach. There were 2 sets of footprints...
Searching for food I guess
Sentosa's Siloso Beach. Very small. The sand are artificial ones, can't walk bare-footed, will be painful. I miss beaches in KK Jessica used to drive us to after our a-levels...
My older sis. I repeat, she's the eldest, not me bah :pShe claimed that I can read her mind, don't play play eh
My Blog Drought
Friday, 10 August 2007
::100K Blessings::
I was involved in the NUS blessings and later, strangers in shopping mall. God's awesome timing as the freshmen are flying over to prepare for their first sem in uni. NUS b'cos (1), age group = can click! And (2), which is my very personal reason to want to check out on how the life of a uni freshman is in NUS (planning to apply into NUS next yr, hope will get in, pls pray for me will u :p). Man, I tell u, I've never felt so 'purposeful' in my life. Moving out of my comfort zone, being thick-skinned trying to make friends and bring up conversations, reaching home only after mid-night almost everynight, lack of sleep, but it's all worth the while. I partnered with our church's bros and sis graduated from NUS, so I'm "friend of alumnis". That's my identity.
I can't blog about all the details of what happened in that period of time. What I can share is, in the midst of involving in various orientation activities, I feel 'orientated'. I dare not say I'm certain I'll be accepted in NUS next year, but I just feel that God is leading me, preparing me and opening up my eyes to a promise he'll grant. With experiences of getting lost in the campus to knowing my way rather well in that piece of land, I just can't help but feel so grateful.
This campaign was meant to bring blessings to people. But to God, that's not enough. For He cares about His workers, too. I've gained so much through all these. What they say about giving is better than receiving is true. We are living in such a deceptive world that what revolves in our minds are just to receive, more and more, for our own very own selfish desires and pleasures. In contrary, when we choose to give up our time, money and fun, I realise I've gained something more - a purpose and meaning. I'm guilty of always echoing words like: 'my life recently? umm, as usual, boring, sien'. I can imagine how much I've missed out all these while, by living a mediocre life, a routined one, stereotypical. There's more to our lives. These words in Jeremiah 29:11 are always dear to my heart: "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD; plans to Prosper you and not to harm you, plans to Give you a Hope and a Future."
The LORD is still waiting; waiting for His people to turn and choose Him. Waiting for those lost and yet not knowing they are lost, for those who rejected Him even if they've experienced His reality, for those who simply refuse to acknowledge His presence. He's waiting at heaven's gate for our return. Still waiting. But how long can he wait? No one knows...
So, will you come home today, before it's too late?
Wednesday, 11 July 2007
::My mum::
Just then, she told me she felt lonely. With 2 younger sisters in school, me and elder sis here in Singapore, papa working in Brunei. She's home alone most of the time. Poor mum. My mum is truly a woman of character. A typical Chinese parent, who imparts her love for her kids with actions rather than words. Us girls very much inherited her personality of quietness. Like mother like daughters.
There were days in the past whereby I had broke her heart to pieces. Days I seeked for recognitions and assurance from friends and family. My way of making her mad and getting her attention has always been the same (not a creative person), i.e. to wage my "cold war"(but it always worked). Some friends might not believe me, I might look "soft" on the outside, but I'm a rather hot-tempered person. Very easily offended by words spoken especially those by my mum b'cos she knows me best. She always hit the bull's eye when rebuking me. It hurts.
I'm grateful that God has changed me. I've been learning how to say "I love you" to my loved ones at home. It's a weird feeling. It's so much easier to utter those words to friends rather than family. Man, I'm learning how to. It's the ego bah, that's stopping me.
It just feels weird. I hope to come back with a post celebrating my victory in overcoming my pride soon in near future; when I'm able to say those words to my ma and pa face-to-face. FYI, they are coming over in mid-august! Woohoo~
Thursday, 5 July 2007
::Reflections::

I realised that as the years passed, I had taken Jesus' sacrifice so lightly, even for granted. My heart hardens towards God, by failures to receive what I prayed for (from my own selfish desires). I treated God like Santa, demanding Him to deliver my requests ASAP. I've always been impatient because I hate waiting. I don't want to be left behind in life, to see that i'm not advancing. It's a tiring and torturing process. So full of self that I left no space for God to work in my heart. Then, the devil started to trick me with his all time favourite game of lying and deception. And I fell for his trap. Hence, I no longer could see God's image as clearly as I used to when I was a just a baby Christian. I want to change, I need to change. For I can't bear with this me any longer.
I want to see my relationship with God improve for the better and closer. Not out of guilt b'cos I disobeyed Him, but embracing the fact that He loves me too much to want to discipline me, to shape me, and to rebuke me when I'm wrong. He only disciplines those He loves. Pride has gotten the better of me for quite sometime. It's awful how a soul can be corroded bit by bit to the bones and even turn ignorant towards God when He speaks. It must have been painful for Him to receive such 'courtesy' from his daughter.
A tender voice is whispering my name to go back. Calling me to the foot of the Cross. This time, I will make sure I'll reach there, not looking to the left or to the right but with my eyes fixed onto the Cross. I cannot afford to stray anymore.
::My Bloody Nose::
"The flow of blood normally stops when the blood clots, which may be encouraged by direct pressure and reducing the blood pressure in the head by sitting upright with the head tilted forward for about 10 minutes. Tilting the head back is not advised, as it can lead to blood flowing into the respiratory system, and possibly resulting in vomiting or death."-excerpted from Wikipedia. It's important to know this, because my dear mum used to ask us sisters to tilt our heads back whenever we had nosebleed. I learnt that her way of treatment was wrong in Primary 4. Form teacher said to a classmate with nosebleed: tilt your head forward!! Memories~
Timely comfort led by the Holy Spirit? Sure yes if you ask me. Coincidence you suggest? I'll reckon that you do some maths calculation with probability to find out how often things like this happen. How creative God can be in doing things, I'm amused.
Nosebleed stopped completely by now. Praise God!
Friday, 22 June 2007
::of full-submission::

Thursday, 7 June 2007
Multi-faceted
My new blog annoucement people! 










