Proper Correction
www.tonycampolo.org
Trying to figure out how to correct a child is a difficult, but a brilliant story was told to me by the grandson of Mahatma Gandhi as an example of how it is best done.
Gandhi was born in South Africa, and after his university training, he went to India to lead the struggle against British colonialism. He had every intention of returning to South Africa to lead the struggle against apartheid, but sadly, as we all know, he was assassinated before he could do that. Gandhi's son took up his father's commitment to end apartheid, and so the family returned to South Africa to work toward that end.
His grandson Arun Gandhi told me that one day his father asked him to drive him to a meeting in Johannesburg.
"My father asked me to drop off the automobile at the repair garage and then be back at five o'clock to pick him up," he said.
The grandson went on to say,
"I dropped my father off for his meeting and got the car to the garage by one. Since it was a long time until five o'clock, I figured I could go to the movies, which I did. That day there was a double feature being shown, and when I got out I checked my watch and realised that it was past five o'clock!
"I rushed to the corner where my father had said he would be waiting for me, and when I saw him there, standing in the rain, I tried to think of excuses I could make. I rushed up to him and said,
"Father, you must forgive me. It is taking them longer to repair the automobile than I thought it would take, but if you wait here I will go and get the car. It should be ready by now."
"My father bowed his head and looked downward. He stood for a long moment and then he said, "When you were not here at our meeting time I called the garage to see why you were late. They told me the automobile was ready at three o'clock! Now I have to give some thought as to how I have failed, so as to have a son who would lie to his own father. I will have to think about this. So I am going to walk home and use the time during my walk to meditate on this question."
Arun Gandhi said,
"I followed my elderly father home that rainy, misty night, watching him stagger along the muddy road. I rode behind him with headlights of the car flashing ahead of his steps. And as I watched him stumbling toward home, I beat on the steering wheel and said over and over,
"I will never lie again!
I will never lie again!
I will never lie again!
It was obvious that this was a way of correcting a child that did not involve punishing the child directly, but showed the child how much hurt a parent feels when a child does what is wrong.
Disney Sunset
Disney Sunset
4.4.09
Love Note No. 4
"Do You Really Love Me?"
http://sivinkit.net
I will always remember what an old man told me. He said, before you close your eyes to meet the maker, significant moments of your life resurface in your mind. I am now moments away from my own execution, and I cannot help but remember the eventful day when I walked on the beach for the last time with my friends and my mentor.
We talked about "Love".
Love. I thought I knew what that meant. I believed I had it all sorted out - attraction to another woman, attention to children, even allegiance to my nation, my people, my religion. It was energizing, it captured my imagination, I was on fire...I was on the right side.
When we first met on the beach, he said to me, "Come and follow me." My life was never the same again. We walked the dusty roads of Palestine together. I began to see the terror of love more than the terror of hate.
He opened blind eyes.
He touched the untouchable.
He threw parties for prostitutes.
He played with children on the streets.
He was different, he spoke of a different way of loving.
He was love in action.
He was my friend.
I loved him.
But then one say everything went down the drain. He was arrested; my mentor. He became a threat to the powers. When he needed me most, when I could have stood up to be counted, when it mattered most - I failed. I screwed up. I denied him. Not once, not twice - three times!
I denied him three times.
But he saw it coming. I thought I would die for him - I told him I'd die for him.
But at the end, he died for me.
So when he came back, (yes, he came back from the dead), I couldn't ask for a second chance. No, surely that was too much to ask! I had already stepped onto the 'wrong' side. I betrayed my friend. I shattered the love between us.
We were walking on the beach when he asked,
"Do you love me?"
Do I love him?
What am I supposed to say?
Did I love him as a friend?
...but I had betrayed him.
Did I love him as a mentor?
...but I had denied him.
But did I love him?
I answered, "Yes". Perhaps, I could still love him with conditions and more realistic limits.
He answered,
"Go feed the hungry, and love people..."
He didn't stop. He asked again,
"Do you love me?"
I thought I could get away with the first answer. But there was no escape to his gentle piercing voice. It cut through my heart. I dug deep. Even though I had messed up, I still loved him and with whatever little I had left within me - maybe, I could still squeeze something out.
"Yes" I replied.
"Go and feed the hungry, and love people along the way..."
"Do you love me?"
He asked once more.
My mind crashed. My heart crumbled. I had nothing left to say...Did I love him unconditionally? Did I at least want to love him unconditionally? Could I still love him after failing more than once? Should I even dare to love him and do what he asked me to do, even after messing-up the way I did? Why isn't his love conditional? Why doesn't he lay out a new set of requirements for someone like me?
I knew I had nothing to hide from him - I was a wreck.
I was in pieces. I was a coward.
I was nobody. I had nothing.
I was nothing.
I thought I knew what love was.
The truth is - I didn't.
The truth is, I still don't.
At least not in the way he did.
He loved me unconditionally. His tears washed away my shame. His voice healed my soul. He cleared my guilt with just one look. His words picked me up. His questions didn't condemn me, instead, they put me back together again.
So I could still follow him a second time. So I could have a second chance. Was I to take it?
"Go and feed the hungry, and love people along the way...and you will be taken to places you don't want to go."
My life was no longer my own. Unconditional love changes you that way. It changes what you are attracted to. It directs what you pay attention to. It realigns who and what you give your allegiance to. Unconditional love breaks into pieces all the false securities I once held on to, put me together again, and showed me the road to true freedom, hope and courage.
I will breathe my last breath soon. Yet, I feel peace. I will meet him in a while. I walked away from our last stroll on the beach a new man. The years after that turned out to be the best years of my life. I can truly say now, I know to some measure what he meant by 'love' - unconditional love. Like him this new man was arrested to be crucified, and yet, I am still unworthy to die in the same way as my friend and master. This old man in me will die with no regret for saying "Yes" to his unconditional love and "Yes" to his call to "Go and feed the hungry, love people along the way."
I can truly say now - "Yes, I do love him". Because, once upon a time, when he asked,
"Do you love me?"
it was just his way of saying,
"I love you unconditionally, Peter".
http://sivinkit.net
I will always remember what an old man told me. He said, before you close your eyes to meet the maker, significant moments of your life resurface in your mind. I am now moments away from my own execution, and I cannot help but remember the eventful day when I walked on the beach for the last time with my friends and my mentor.
We talked about "Love".
Love. I thought I knew what that meant. I believed I had it all sorted out - attraction to another woman, attention to children, even allegiance to my nation, my people, my religion. It was energizing, it captured my imagination, I was on fire...I was on the right side.
When we first met on the beach, he said to me, "Come and follow me." My life was never the same again. We walked the dusty roads of Palestine together. I began to see the terror of love more than the terror of hate.
He opened blind eyes.
He touched the untouchable.
He threw parties for prostitutes.
He played with children on the streets.
He was different, he spoke of a different way of loving.
He was love in action.
He was my friend.
I loved him.
But then one say everything went down the drain. He was arrested; my mentor. He became a threat to the powers. When he needed me most, when I could have stood up to be counted, when it mattered most - I failed. I screwed up. I denied him. Not once, not twice - three times!
I denied him three times.
But he saw it coming. I thought I would die for him - I told him I'd die for him.
But at the end, he died for me.
So when he came back, (yes, he came back from the dead), I couldn't ask for a second chance. No, surely that was too much to ask! I had already stepped onto the 'wrong' side. I betrayed my friend. I shattered the love between us.
We were walking on the beach when he asked,
"Do you love me?"
Do I love him?
What am I supposed to say?
Did I love him as a friend?
...but I had betrayed him.
Did I love him as a mentor?
...but I had denied him.
But did I love him?
I answered, "Yes". Perhaps, I could still love him with conditions and more realistic limits.
He answered,
"Go feed the hungry, and love people..."
He didn't stop. He asked again,
"Do you love me?"
I thought I could get away with the first answer. But there was no escape to his gentle piercing voice. It cut through my heart. I dug deep. Even though I had messed up, I still loved him and with whatever little I had left within me - maybe, I could still squeeze something out.
"Yes" I replied.
"Go and feed the hungry, and love people along the way..."
"Do you love me?"
He asked once more.
My mind crashed. My heart crumbled. I had nothing left to say...Did I love him unconditionally? Did I at least want to love him unconditionally? Could I still love him after failing more than once? Should I even dare to love him and do what he asked me to do, even after messing-up the way I did? Why isn't his love conditional? Why doesn't he lay out a new set of requirements for someone like me?
I knew I had nothing to hide from him - I was a wreck.
I was in pieces. I was a coward.
I was nobody. I had nothing.
I was nothing.
I thought I knew what love was.
The truth is - I didn't.
The truth is, I still don't.
At least not in the way he did.
He loved me unconditionally. His tears washed away my shame. His voice healed my soul. He cleared my guilt with just one look. His words picked me up. His questions didn't condemn me, instead, they put me back together again.
So I could still follow him a second time. So I could have a second chance. Was I to take it?
"Go and feed the hungry, and love people along the way...and you will be taken to places you don't want to go."
My life was no longer my own. Unconditional love changes you that way. It changes what you are attracted to. It directs what you pay attention to. It realigns who and what you give your allegiance to. Unconditional love breaks into pieces all the false securities I once held on to, put me together again, and showed me the road to true freedom, hope and courage.
I will breathe my last breath soon. Yet, I feel peace. I will meet him in a while. I walked away from our last stroll on the beach a new man. The years after that turned out to be the best years of my life. I can truly say now, I know to some measure what he meant by 'love' - unconditional love. Like him this new man was arrested to be crucified, and yet, I am still unworthy to die in the same way as my friend and master. This old man in me will die with no regret for saying "Yes" to his unconditional love and "Yes" to his call to "Go and feed the hungry, love people along the way."
I can truly say now - "Yes, I do love him". Because, once upon a time, when he asked,
"Do you love me?"
it was just his way of saying,
"I love you unconditionally, Peter".
Love Note No. 3
Love is what makes you smile when you are tired. - said a 4 year old
Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday. - said a 7 year old
Love is the strongest force the world possesses, and yet it is the humblest imginable. - said Gandhi
Love is an act of endless forgiveness. A tender look which becomes a habit. - said Peter Ustinov
Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more it is willing to see less. - said Will Moss
A baby is born with a need to be loved - and never outgrows it. - said Frank A. Clerk
Love is a choice we make because we see a cause greater than ourselves, and that cause is this _ LOVE. - said Sin Yee (hehe)
Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday. - said a 7 year old
Love is the strongest force the world possesses, and yet it is the humblest imginable. - said Gandhi
Love is an act of endless forgiveness. A tender look which becomes a habit. - said Peter Ustinov
Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more it is willing to see less. - said Will Moss
A baby is born with a need to be loved - and never outgrows it. - said Frank A. Clerk
Love is a choice we make because we see a cause greater than ourselves, and that cause is this _ LOVE. - said Sin Yee (hehe)
Love Note No. 2
Rachel lives in The Pit - the messiest street in town where hopelessness and brokenness lurk in every corner. Rachel is always in rags, with dirt on her hands and face, and Fears and Failures were her shoes. Rachel is the 'reject', violated countless times, and don't see any worth in herself anymore.
HE is the royal prince, an heir to the kingdom above kingdoms whom his father loves. He is the most handsome man alive, strong and courageous. Daring and pure. Wisest among the princes, and totally a hunk all women scatter after :) He always wear Joy as his shirt, Hope as his pants, and Love as his shoes. His favourite hat, which he puts on everyday, is Compassion. Despite of all the women scattering after him, he was looking for someone who can fit into his heart perfectly.
Rachel and him are worlds apart in every single way. Yet...
He found her in The Pits while taking a stroll on purpose. Driven by Compassion, He rescued her and rode on his white glorious horse with Rachel to his beautiful kingdom. He cleaned her, got her new clothes, and cared for her. Since then he never left her side.
So many looked at Rachel with disgust in their eyes, some with much disapproval. When Rachel and him walk together, they asked aloud as if on purpose 'How did they end up together?', 'What is a prince like him doing with a reject like her?' Each time this happened, he would tighten his arm around her shoulder even when Rachel wanted to break loose from it due to shame. She would try harder at being perfect for him, but would fail miserably each time she tried.
One day, he looked Rachel straight in her eyes with such fiery and said in his tender, piercing voice, "Stop trying. Just let me be strong for you." Rachel was flabbergasted. But deep down inside, she knew that he was the strength she needed.
The truth is Rachel never dreamt of this. No one ever looked at her, what more take an interest in her. But she knew this to be true - He saw something in her that nobody else could see. He made a pair of sneakers, Faithfulness and Goodness, and found her to be the one who fitted them perfectly. Fears and Failures were burnt to ashes in the fire. He wanted her to walk and even run on Faithfulness and Goodness. He didn't care what others would say, because to him it was all worth it. And Rachel, knowing that she's the wimpiest and weakest person she has ever known herself, was desperate for that strength.
Rachel chose to let him be strong for her. It the midst of opposition and trials, it was his love that kept her strong. Rachel only had to look down at her shoes, and she would run faster and better each time after she tripped. He made his promises firm for her. His unwavering love he kept purposely for her.
Rachel will never forget what he said...
"Let me be strong for you."
Rachel is so glad she made that choice - to let him be strong for her instead of trying to be stong herself. She is so so glad. The strength he offered was what made her COMPLETE.
HE is the royal prince, an heir to the kingdom above kingdoms whom his father loves. He is the most handsome man alive, strong and courageous. Daring and pure. Wisest among the princes, and totally a hunk all women scatter after :) He always wear Joy as his shirt, Hope as his pants, and Love as his shoes. His favourite hat, which he puts on everyday, is Compassion. Despite of all the women scattering after him, he was looking for someone who can fit into his heart perfectly.
Rachel and him are worlds apart in every single way. Yet...
He found her in The Pits while taking a stroll on purpose. Driven by Compassion, He rescued her and rode on his white glorious horse with Rachel to his beautiful kingdom. He cleaned her, got her new clothes, and cared for her. Since then he never left her side.
So many looked at Rachel with disgust in their eyes, some with much disapproval. When Rachel and him walk together, they asked aloud as if on purpose 'How did they end up together?', 'What is a prince like him doing with a reject like her?' Each time this happened, he would tighten his arm around her shoulder even when Rachel wanted to break loose from it due to shame. She would try harder at being perfect for him, but would fail miserably each time she tried.
One day, he looked Rachel straight in her eyes with such fiery and said in his tender, piercing voice, "Stop trying. Just let me be strong for you." Rachel was flabbergasted. But deep down inside, she knew that he was the strength she needed.
The truth is Rachel never dreamt of this. No one ever looked at her, what more take an interest in her. But she knew this to be true - He saw something in her that nobody else could see. He made a pair of sneakers, Faithfulness and Goodness, and found her to be the one who fitted them perfectly. Fears and Failures were burnt to ashes in the fire. He wanted her to walk and even run on Faithfulness and Goodness. He didn't care what others would say, because to him it was all worth it. And Rachel, knowing that she's the wimpiest and weakest person she has ever known herself, was desperate for that strength.
Rachel chose to let him be strong for her. It the midst of opposition and trials, it was his love that kept her strong. Rachel only had to look down at her shoes, and she would run faster and better each time after she tripped. He made his promises firm for her. His unwavering love he kept purposely for her.
Rachel will never forget what he said...
"Let me be strong for you."
Rachel is so glad she made that choice - to let him be strong for her instead of trying to be stong herself. She is so so glad. The strength he offered was what made her COMPLETE.
Love Note No. 1
The best comedian in the whole wide world...
The best physician in the whole wide world...
The best musician and composer in the whole wide world...
The best painter and artist in the whole wide world...
The best architect and events manager in the whole wide world...
The most DARING and attractive man alive...
The manliest man and most passionate person in the whole wide world...
The most tender-hearted person in the whole wide world...
The revealer of all mysteries...
...chose to love me
...chose to uncover himself for me
...chose me.
*Thud* Sin Yee fainted.
Someone please call the ambulance :P
The best physician in the whole wide world...
The best musician and composer in the whole wide world...
The best painter and artist in the whole wide world...
The best architect and events manager in the whole wide world...
The most DARING and attractive man alive...
The manliest man and most passionate person in the whole wide world...
The most tender-hearted person in the whole wide world...
The revealer of all mysteries...
...chose to love me
...chose to uncover himself for me
...chose me.
*Thud* Sin Yee fainted.
Someone please call the ambulance :P
1.4.09
You've got SMS!
What do you do with the SMS's in your phone?
Do you:
A) Store them all in your inbox until you have to delete some to make space for new ones? OR
B) Delete them all after you have read them and replied to the sender? OR
C) Save only the nice, touching, funny, cool, inspirational, encouraging or important ones and delete the rest?
I receive an average of 4 SMS's a day. So that's 28 SMS's a week, 112 SMS's a month 1,344 SMS's a year! That figure excludes the floodgate of SMS's coming in during festive seasons and birthday. If only I can keep all of them... But what's the point, right?
:)
Few years ago, I was still using Nokia 2210 and I can only store up to 20 SMS's (or was it 10) in my inbox. I took an idea from a friend who suggested that I get a notebook to jot down all the nice SMS's I received so that I can make space for new ones. Brilliant! I did do that, but only for the SMS's from my ex. There were altogether three notebooks full of SMS's from him. Thank goodness I lost them all and have absolutely no idea where they are now. I can't even remember any of the SMS's written down in those notebooks, which I truly thank God for :P
I no longer jot down any nice SMS's I received, though I save some in my inbox for a period of time until I think I can delete it. So I skimmed through the ones I have now and here are a few which I like (please don't mind the SMS language):
1. One day the villagers decided to pray for rain...On the day of prayer everyone gathered, only i boy came with an umbrella...That's CONFIDENCE...When you throw a 1 year old baby in the air, he laughs because he knows you will catch him...That's TRUST...Every night, we go to bed, we're not sure that we'll get up tomorrow. but we still have many plans for the coming day...That's HOPE...Have confidence in prayer, trust in God and never lose hope...These are boosters of FAITH... (Sender: Stephanie Kew)
2. Hv u eva xperiencd joy dt made u cry?News dt kept u speechles?Favor u neva merited?Xpect al thes & mor as u go in2 2oo9. Hapi new year (Sender: Anonymous)
3. I no longer recall whether knowing u is like a rainy day or a sunny day, but I just remember that feeling is like the bright sun rays, and soaking of a heart that's never been soaked before. I don't know how much further the journey is, but I do know that no matter how long it has been, our friendship doesn't change (Sender: Ramesh, translated into English from Chinese)
Some SMS's are life-changing. Don't underestimate the power of it, haha.
Hope you receive a nice one today!
Do you:
A) Store them all in your inbox until you have to delete some to make space for new ones? OR
B) Delete them all after you have read them and replied to the sender? OR
C) Save only the nice, touching, funny, cool, inspirational, encouraging or important ones and delete the rest?
I receive an average of 4 SMS's a day. So that's 28 SMS's a week, 112 SMS's a month 1,344 SMS's a year! That figure excludes the floodgate of SMS's coming in during festive seasons and birthday. If only I can keep all of them... But what's the point, right?
:)
Few years ago, I was still using Nokia 2210 and I can only store up to 20 SMS's (or was it 10) in my inbox. I took an idea from a friend who suggested that I get a notebook to jot down all the nice SMS's I received so that I can make space for new ones. Brilliant! I did do that, but only for the SMS's from my ex. There were altogether three notebooks full of SMS's from him. Thank goodness I lost them all and have absolutely no idea where they are now. I can't even remember any of the SMS's written down in those notebooks, which I truly thank God for :P
I no longer jot down any nice SMS's I received, though I save some in my inbox for a period of time until I think I can delete it. So I skimmed through the ones I have now and here are a few which I like (please don't mind the SMS language):
1. One day the villagers decided to pray for rain...On the day of prayer everyone gathered, only i boy came with an umbrella...That's CONFIDENCE...When you throw a 1 year old baby in the air, he laughs because he knows you will catch him...That's TRUST...Every night, we go to bed, we're not sure that we'll get up tomorrow. but we still have many plans for the coming day...That's HOPE...Have confidence in prayer, trust in God and never lose hope...These are boosters of FAITH... (Sender: Stephanie Kew)
2. Hv u eva xperiencd joy dt made u cry?News dt kept u speechles?Favor u neva merited?Xpect al thes & mor as u go in2 2oo9. Hapi new year (Sender: Anonymous)
3. I no longer recall whether knowing u is like a rainy day or a sunny day, but I just remember that feeling is like the bright sun rays, and soaking of a heart that's never been soaked before. I don't know how much further the journey is, but I do know that no matter how long it has been, our friendship doesn't change (Sender: Ramesh, translated into English from Chinese)
Some SMS's are life-changing. Don't underestimate the power of it, haha.
Hope you receive a nice one today!
9.3.09
Seven Pounds...and seven pailful of tears.
Will Smith's acting has gone up two notches. It was superbly brilliant. Seeing how he developed from being the Fresh Prince of BeL-Air to being Bad Boy and now Tim is truly awesome. He totally deserves awards!
The cinema was only quarter full. Maybe it was because it's the 11am show. I cried so much :( With a cinema that 'empty', everyone could hear my sobs (and laughter in three parts of the whole movie). Sigh...and Steph noted to me that she noticed I kept wiping away the tears on my face. If I had a towel, it could have easily collected pails full of tears.
The part when Tim signed the consent form in the Motel room followed by his best buddy crying already confirmed my prediction of what Tim was planning to do to himself in the movie. Since that scene, I just teared and teared.
Strangely, I identify with the pain and burden Tim carried. I understood perfectly the reason behind every single decision he made with every person he wanted to help. I so get it. I once (long time ago) said to God: If it takes me dying or losing everything to let everyone know You and see that life is so much more, I'll gladly do it. The one huge difference is Tim was looking for redemption for himself. I simply suffer when I see others suffer or not living life with abundance, and to take away that suffering I'll do anything.
The movie definitely made me embark on a short reflection trip, especially the line that spoke to me so much: Tim gave his house to Connie Tepos without a single dime in return. In his letter to Connie, he ended it with (paraphrasing) "Don't ask any question. This is my wish. Just honour it. Live life with abundance."
At that moment, my hair stood. My heart silently shouts to me "That's what your Father wants for you. Don't ask why. Just honour it. Live life with abundance." It was as if that line was especially tailored to let me know that. And then I teared even more :P
The movie is perfect lah... but I just don't like the idea of Tim commiting suicide so that others can have the great gift he wanted to give to each name. I think it says comming suicide is Ok if you want to help others (but that is just what I think).
From another angle, I guess the message is very similar to the gospel - Jesus chose to die on the cross, bear all our sins and pain, so that we can all live life with abundance. He could have said 'NO, I won't do it for them' or stopped half-way while being beaten up and chose to just give up and not care for those who do not know him. Jesus chose to give his life up so that WE ALL can live life with abundance. He didn't do it for his own redemption though, he did it for ours.
What do you think the message of the movie was? :) I'd like to know.
The cinema was only quarter full. Maybe it was because it's the 11am show. I cried so much :( With a cinema that 'empty', everyone could hear my sobs (and laughter in three parts of the whole movie). Sigh...and Steph noted to me that she noticed I kept wiping away the tears on my face. If I had a towel, it could have easily collected pails full of tears.
The part when Tim signed the consent form in the Motel room followed by his best buddy crying already confirmed my prediction of what Tim was planning to do to himself in the movie. Since that scene, I just teared and teared.
Strangely, I identify with the pain and burden Tim carried. I understood perfectly the reason behind every single decision he made with every person he wanted to help. I so get it. I once (long time ago) said to God: If it takes me dying or losing everything to let everyone know You and see that life is so much more, I'll gladly do it. The one huge difference is Tim was looking for redemption for himself. I simply suffer when I see others suffer or not living life with abundance, and to take away that suffering I'll do anything.
The movie definitely made me embark on a short reflection trip, especially the line that spoke to me so much: Tim gave his house to Connie Tepos without a single dime in return. In his letter to Connie, he ended it with (paraphrasing) "Don't ask any question. This is my wish. Just honour it. Live life with abundance."
At that moment, my hair stood. My heart silently shouts to me "That's what your Father wants for you. Don't ask why. Just honour it. Live life with abundance." It was as if that line was especially tailored to let me know that. And then I teared even more :P
The movie is perfect lah... but I just don't like the idea of Tim commiting suicide so that others can have the great gift he wanted to give to each name. I think it says comming suicide is Ok if you want to help others (but that is just what I think).
From another angle, I guess the message is very similar to the gospel - Jesus chose to die on the cross, bear all our sins and pain, so that we can all live life with abundance. He could have said 'NO, I won't do it for them' or stopped half-way while being beaten up and chose to just give up and not care for those who do not know him. Jesus chose to give his life up so that WE ALL can live life with abundance. He didn't do it for his own redemption though, he did it for ours.
What do you think the message of the movie was? :) I'd like to know.
25.2.09
What More Could I Want?
I have him. My love life IS perfect.
What more could I want?
He knows all my secrets and sometimes shakes his head at the stuff I giggle at :P
He tells me to turn on the radio when my favourite song is playing and claps his hands with me when I hear it :D
He knows my favourite colour combinations. He wears them almost everyday to show me he cares. It was blue, gray and a tinge of yellow today...plus a rainbow on it. I hope it's purple and some orange tomorrow.
His love for me goes beyond the in-love euphoria. His love is Love, the Choice. It's what makes my world goes round. Without it my whole world stops
His ways of working things out are mysteriously amazing. He is a true professional, or beyond. Adventurous, yet down to earth.
He is more than enough for me. I just need him, and him alone. He is my portion. I have him, I have all I need :)
I have him.
What more could I want?
What more could I want?
He knows all my secrets and sometimes shakes his head at the stuff I giggle at :P
He tells me to turn on the radio when my favourite song is playing and claps his hands with me when I hear it :D
He knows my favourite colour combinations. He wears them almost everyday to show me he cares. It was blue, gray and a tinge of yellow today...plus a rainbow on it. I hope it's purple and some orange tomorrow.
His love for me goes beyond the in-love euphoria. His love is Love, the Choice. It's what makes my world goes round. Without it my whole world stops
His ways of working things out are mysteriously amazing. He is a true professional, or beyond. Adventurous, yet down to earth.
He is more than enough for me. I just need him, and him alone. He is my portion. I have him, I have all I need :)
I have him.
What more could I want?
4.2.09
W.I.L.L.
Allow me to take out my frustration :P
Sorry! I just can't say amen and agree to prayers like these:
God, I pray that you will help me pass my exams. But if it your WILL that I fail, please help me with what comes after...
God, I pray that you will heal this person. But if it's your WILL to take him home, so let it be...
God, I pray that you will bless this business of mine, but if it's your WILL otherwise, let it be done...
I used to pray like that too (and I am ashamed of that). Now I think back and just laugh at how silly I was, and feel bad for having so little faith, bringing God down to my level of faith limited by fears and doubts instead of lifting my situations up to His level.
A friend once said to me in a casual conversation about exams that she prayed just like the above, but when she found out she passed the exam, she praised God. My automatic response
was: "Pray and believe in passing your exams. Next time, take out the failing part, no 'but' and just believe and press in for a pass, with flying colours."
She said: "I just want God's WILL to be done..."
I snapped (sorry about that :P ): "What's God's WILL? His WILL is that He wants us to prosper, it is not part of His plan to harm us in anyway. Do you think He wants you to fail your exams? ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Before I could continue, our conversation was interrupted by something, and it ended there.
Another friend said that she just can't remove the doubt when she prays for healing, and she prayed just like the above...I just had to say something :P which I did, paraphrasing: "Prayers that move mountains are those prayed with absolute faith in the recipient of the prayers. Pray and totally trust God to come through for us in a childlike manner, like how a kid asks his dad to do something knowing and totally believing that it will surely be done, no 'but'".
Yes, we are human beings and we are all still learning to remove doubt in praying. Me too. However, that has got to change! How do you think God feels when He hears prayers like that from the children whom He loves so dearly and sacrificed His only Son for? It's like having a genuine friend you loved walk up to you and say: "I know you love me and only want the best for me. But if you want to give me second best or worse, I accept that too!"...What an insult!
Why do we use God's WILL as an excuse or something to blame on when we didn't put in our best efforts in studies or work, and still want to pass with distinction, knowing we didn't work for it?
Why do we use God's WILL as an escape route from acknowleding how self-insufficient or lazy or not diligent we are and changing ourselves to be better instead? (especially when we want to make God give in to our ways instead of living out His WILL)
Why do we use God's WILL as a cover up for our lack of faith?
Why do we say that God is good all the time and yet accept second best as God's WILL?
*breath*
I use to belittle God too. And He let me know how He felt about that...I don't want you to have to go through that. It's really unpleasant. Let m lesson be yours, minus the painful part :P
Know that His WILL is this - that we shall all be shaped to be in His likeness; that He wants no one to perish, and His plans are to prosper us, not to harm us in any way. This is what He wants - to heal us, to restore, to provide for us, to bless us, love us, care for us, and to give us the BEST! To give us Him. His WILL is what He wants to do in our lives. Get it?
..ok, I think I am less frustrated now. LOL
Sorry! I just can't say amen and agree to prayers like these:
God, I pray that you will help me pass my exams. But if it your WILL that I fail, please help me with what comes after...
God, I pray that you will heal this person. But if it's your WILL to take him home, so let it be...
God, I pray that you will bless this business of mine, but if it's your WILL otherwise, let it be done...
I used to pray like that too (and I am ashamed of that). Now I think back and just laugh at how silly I was, and feel bad for having so little faith, bringing God down to my level of faith limited by fears and doubts instead of lifting my situations up to His level.
A friend once said to me in a casual conversation about exams that she prayed just like the above, but when she found out she passed the exam, she praised God. My automatic response
was: "Pray and believe in passing your exams. Next time, take out the failing part, no 'but' and just believe and press in for a pass, with flying colours."
She said: "I just want God's WILL to be done..."
I snapped (sorry about that :P ): "What's God's WILL? His WILL is that He wants us to prosper, it is not part of His plan to harm us in anyway. Do you think He wants you to fail your exams? ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Before I could continue, our conversation was interrupted by something, and it ended there.
Another friend said that she just can't remove the doubt when she prays for healing, and she prayed just like the above...I just had to say something :P which I did, paraphrasing: "Prayers that move mountains are those prayed with absolute faith in the recipient of the prayers. Pray and totally trust God to come through for us in a childlike manner, like how a kid asks his dad to do something knowing and totally believing that it will surely be done, no 'but'".
Yes, we are human beings and we are all still learning to remove doubt in praying. Me too. However, that has got to change! How do you think God feels when He hears prayers like that from the children whom He loves so dearly and sacrificed His only Son for? It's like having a genuine friend you loved walk up to you and say: "I know you love me and only want the best for me. But if you want to give me second best or worse, I accept that too!"...What an insult!
Why do we use God's WILL as an excuse or something to blame on when we didn't put in our best efforts in studies or work, and still want to pass with distinction, knowing we didn't work for it?
Why do we use God's WILL as an escape route from acknowleding how self-insufficient or lazy or not diligent we are and changing ourselves to be better instead? (especially when we want to make God give in to our ways instead of living out His WILL)
Why do we use God's WILL as a cover up for our lack of faith?
Why do we say that God is good all the time and yet accept second best as God's WILL?
*breath*
I use to belittle God too. And He let me know how He felt about that...I don't want you to have to go through that. It's really unpleasant. Let m lesson be yours, minus the painful part :P
Know that His WILL is this - that we shall all be shaped to be in His likeness; that He wants no one to perish, and His plans are to prosper us, not to harm us in any way. This is what He wants - to heal us, to restore, to provide for us, to bless us, love us, care for us, and to give us the BEST! To give us Him. His WILL is what He wants to do in our lives. Get it?
..ok, I think I am less frustrated now. LOL
3.2.09
How come?
How come lah?
How come there is only Tabung Palestine but no Tabung Israel?
That's like making the statement "I sure think that Israel's attacks are inhumane, and therefore I won't help them. They don't deserve it!"
Hey, when you are grieving, broken, hopeless, sad or hurt, don't ya wish someone would help you? I would!
Close you eyes and imagine this (here comes the Matthew McConaughey scene LOL):
You've been robbed and hurt. You're lying by the side of the road. The robbers left you there to bleed to death after having violated you in everyway. You're praying very hard for someone to come save you or help you. Suddenly you hear footsteps coming closer and closer to you. They stopped. You look up at a stranger, who stares back and said "I am not going to lend a hand because you have sinned and don't deserve my help", and he walks away, leaving you to bleed to death, just like the robbers.
C'mon. We have all sinned and fall short. If you say you never did ONE thing wrong in your entire life or something against your conscience, you're a liar. If you are cursing the stranger in the hypothetical situation above, congrats, you are cursing yourself.
I am totally against the atrocities in Gaza now too. I am! But having just Tabung Palestine and not Tabung Israel is equally inhumane. Innocent people die in Israel too.
I am learing to hate the sin and love the sinner. Why don't you do the same? Don't be so biased.
How come there is only Tabung Palestine but no Tabung Israel?
That's like making the statement "I sure think that Israel's attacks are inhumane, and therefore I won't help them. They don't deserve it!"
Hey, when you are grieving, broken, hopeless, sad or hurt, don't ya wish someone would help you? I would!
Close you eyes and imagine this (here comes the Matthew McConaughey scene LOL):
You've been robbed and hurt. You're lying by the side of the road. The robbers left you there to bleed to death after having violated you in everyway. You're praying very hard for someone to come save you or help you. Suddenly you hear footsteps coming closer and closer to you. They stopped. You look up at a stranger, who stares back and said "I am not going to lend a hand because you have sinned and don't deserve my help", and he walks away, leaving you to bleed to death, just like the robbers.
C'mon. We have all sinned and fall short. If you say you never did ONE thing wrong in your entire life or something against your conscience, you're a liar. If you are cursing the stranger in the hypothetical situation above, congrats, you are cursing yourself.
I am totally against the atrocities in Gaza now too. I am! But having just Tabung Palestine and not Tabung Israel is equally inhumane. Innocent people die in Israel too.
I am learing to hate the sin and love the sinner. Why don't you do the same? Don't be so biased.
25.1.09
Fill It Up
Proverbs 8:35-36: For whoever finds me finds life and obtains favour from the Lord; but he who fails to find me injures himself; all who hate me love death.
2 Corinthians 2:15-16: For we are the aroma of Christ to God among those who are being saved and those who are perishing, to one a fragrance from death to death, to the other a fragrance of life to life.
Psalm 19:7: The law of the Lord is perfect, reviving the soul.
My car was low on petrol, so I filled it up at Petronas near my house. After my car had it's "meal", filled up for the next 550-600 km, I headed to my next destination and came to a halt at a red light. I took a deep breath, taking in a whole lot of air and the smell of petrol, then came this revelation: cars always smell of petrol right after they are filled up and the smell fades off gradually...until the nest time they are filled up with petrol again.
...Just like how we smell like 'mamak' after we had banana leaf or roti banana at a mamak shop.
...Just like how we smell like God after we have our date or hangout with Him, getting filled up with more of Him :)
A friend once told me that he could smell the stench of someone's soul that's dead, and according to him, it really stinks. Talk about advance sense of smell! Personally, I don't want to smell death, I'm afraid I will puke :(
This world is polluted by the stench of death. If there was a perfume that can cover up the stench, I bet many would die to buy it. But it would have been temporary, and the bad news is there isn't any.
However, there is one good news - we are all offered free flow of life (that's the opposite of death is you haven't know this :P ) that can revive the parts in us that are dead and take away (not just cover up) the stench of death! Yipee!!
To start smelling sweet like life, we do what we do to our cars with petrol - fill it up. Find life itself and start filling up. Fill life and get life. Fill death, and you'll get death.
On days I dated Mr. J, I feel invincible (giggles). And when I connect with others, the aroma of Mr. J passes on to them. His joy, love, enthusiasm, hope and excitement about things in life are contagious! But on days I didn't date Mr. J, I am the old wicked witch, and I smell like her too! I will snap at the smallest things. I'll worry til a pimple pop, and blame everyone for the teh tarik being too sweet (Ok, I may have exaggerated, but you get the point...and Fudge can testify to this [Sorry Fudge for my crappiness!])
Being filled up with life is very liberating. But the smell fades of gradually as we allow things of this world to come in contact with us. Perfumes don't last forver too. When cars run dry, it's serious damage! It is so important to get filled up constantly so we don't run dry. Even better, stretch our capacity to be filled with Him more and more so that we can be filled with more and smell even more like Him! Wow.
I am definitely setting time apart to get filled with Mr. J today because He is after all the most romantic person in the whole wide universe. I want to smell like freedom, joy, love, faith, hope, peace and Him.
What about you?
2 Corinthians 2:15-16: For we are the aroma of Christ to God among those who are being saved and those who are perishing, to one a fragrance from death to death, to the other a fragrance of life to life.
Psalm 19:7: The law of the Lord is perfect, reviving the soul.
My car was low on petrol, so I filled it up at Petronas near my house. After my car had it's "meal", filled up for the next 550-600 km, I headed to my next destination and came to a halt at a red light. I took a deep breath, taking in a whole lot of air and the smell of petrol, then came this revelation: cars always smell of petrol right after they are filled up and the smell fades off gradually...until the nest time they are filled up with petrol again.
...Just like how we smell like 'mamak' after we had banana leaf or roti banana at a mamak shop.
...Just like how we smell like God after we have our date or hangout with Him, getting filled up with more of Him :)
A friend once told me that he could smell the stench of someone's soul that's dead, and according to him, it really stinks. Talk about advance sense of smell! Personally, I don't want to smell death, I'm afraid I will puke :(
This world is polluted by the stench of death. If there was a perfume that can cover up the stench, I bet many would die to buy it. But it would have been temporary, and the bad news is there isn't any.
However, there is one good news - we are all offered free flow of life (that's the opposite of death is you haven't know this :P ) that can revive the parts in us that are dead and take away (not just cover up) the stench of death! Yipee!!
To start smelling sweet like life, we do what we do to our cars with petrol - fill it up. Find life itself and start filling up. Fill life and get life. Fill death, and you'll get death.
On days I dated Mr. J, I feel invincible (giggles). And when I connect with others, the aroma of Mr. J passes on to them. His joy, love, enthusiasm, hope and excitement about things in life are contagious! But on days I didn't date Mr. J, I am the old wicked witch, and I smell like her too! I will snap at the smallest things. I'll worry til a pimple pop, and blame everyone for the teh tarik being too sweet (Ok, I may have exaggerated, but you get the point...and Fudge can testify to this [Sorry Fudge for my crappiness!])
Being filled up with life is very liberating. But the smell fades of gradually as we allow things of this world to come in contact with us. Perfumes don't last forver too. When cars run dry, it's serious damage! It is so important to get filled up constantly so we don't run dry. Even better, stretch our capacity to be filled with Him more and more so that we can be filled with more and smell even more like Him! Wow.
I am definitely setting time apart to get filled with Mr. J today because He is after all the most romantic person in the whole wide universe. I want to smell like freedom, joy, love, faith, hope, peace and Him.
What about you?
24.1.09
Out Of The Ordinary
Today is the one day in my entire life (so far) that is really intriguing. I've never had a day that has so many out of the ordinary incidents or things. I guess it means I need to come home more often :P hahaha.
Out of the ordinary incidents in chronological order on 24th January 2009 in Sin Yee's not-so-ordinary life:
1. A car crash on the NSE highway involving eleven cars in a row.
2. How beautiful Kuala Kangsar is (something I have forgotten, tsk tsk tsk)
3. How slow people in Kuala Kangsar drive (something I must get use to in this week)
4. Myriad of hampers of all shapes and heights standing all over the living room (my parents are really well-known here, I suppose?)
5. Aromac - the shower head that gives smell to your shower, haha. It's really cool.
6. Fighting with my lil cousin to play his PSP on our drive home
7. Taking a really loooooooooooong ride home. I think my butt is injured from sitting in the car for too long
8. Traffic jam in Kuala Kangsar town
9. Five new framed photos of my brother in mortar board and robe, and my long call on the living room hall, including the one in my granma's house
10. Granma's dyed light brown hair (whoa! I totally love my granma :) )
I certainly miss my hometown very very much. I definitely need to be back more often although my heart belongs elsewhere...
Happy Chinese New Year!
Out of the ordinary incidents in chronological order on 24th January 2009 in Sin Yee's not-so-ordinary life:
1. A car crash on the NSE highway involving eleven cars in a row.
2. How beautiful Kuala Kangsar is (something I have forgotten, tsk tsk tsk)
3. How slow people in Kuala Kangsar drive (something I must get use to in this week)
4. Myriad of hampers of all shapes and heights standing all over the living room (my parents are really well-known here, I suppose?)
5. Aromac - the shower head that gives smell to your shower, haha. It's really cool.
6. Fighting with my lil cousin to play his PSP on our drive home
7. Taking a really loooooooooooong ride home. I think my butt is injured from sitting in the car for too long
8. Traffic jam in Kuala Kangsar town
9. Five new framed photos of my brother in mortar board and robe, and my long call on the living room hall, including the one in my granma's house
10. Granma's dyed light brown hair (whoa! I totally love my granma :) )
I certainly miss my hometown very very much. I definitely need to be back more often although my heart belongs elsewhere...
Happy Chinese New Year!
12.1.09
Those Were The Days...
We agreed that it was too long since we last met. Since Doctor Goh E-Bay is back from Aberdeen for 2 weeks, we finalised one gathering finally. The place was La Bodega, Bangsar. Doctor Goh, Tunku, En En, Miss Banker, 'Roslina' and Ah Sin were there. Au Yong and Kit Kat couldn't make it, so was Gaurus (we suspected that replacement class was the reason).
We had a great time! Our table was undoubtedly the noisiest one tonight. Our laughters were probably heard downstairs. It was like this 10 years ago, and it still is like this now. How nice :) We even predicted who's the next to get married (LOL). Catching up with old friends and sisters who were such an important part of my life, and laughing our heads off to the comedy in our lives, is something I will always cherish and keep in my heart.
Of course, like every other gathering we had after we all retired from check-weight-everyday-sport, we recalled the stupidest, craziest and the best moments we had together as teammates more than a decade ago, not forgetting the people who changed our lives whom we now dearly miss...including that skinny Uncle Lee, our bus driver for more than 6 months in 1995.
As always, blur Doctor Goh turned to me and said 'You were my only classmate last time during primary school here tonight.'
'I wasn't your classmate.' Ah Sin gave a puzzled look to Doctor Goh and was returned with a confused look on Doctor Goh's face.
'You were in CBN, I was in Kuen Cheng.'
'Eh! Sorry!' Doctor Goh said while turning to En En, 'You were the one!'
And we all laughed at Doctor Goh's blurness, as always :D
And then it hit me. Not all of us here could recall all the moments we had then (which I wouldn't trade for anything). If they were not recorded, one day, some of those precious memories will be gone. GASP! So, I decided to put some of those craziest moments that I can think of now here:
Those were the days :) Thank God for all that! Or else I will be an antisocial-bitter-bookworm teaching in a school back in my hometown now and not having LIVED 14 years of my life. Oh God, thank You!
We had a great time! Our table was undoubtedly the noisiest one tonight. Our laughters were probably heard downstairs. It was like this 10 years ago, and it still is like this now. How nice :) We even predicted who's the next to get married (LOL). Catching up with old friends and sisters who were such an important part of my life, and laughing our heads off to the comedy in our lives, is something I will always cherish and keep in my heart.
Of course, like every other gathering we had after we all retired from check-weight-everyday-sport, we recalled the stupidest, craziest and the best moments we had together as teammates more than a decade ago, not forgetting the people who changed our lives whom we now dearly miss...including that skinny Uncle Lee, our bus driver for more than 6 months in 1995.
As always, blur Doctor Goh turned to me and said 'You were my only classmate last time during primary school here tonight.'
'I wasn't your classmate.' Ah Sin gave a puzzled look to Doctor Goh and was returned with a confused look on Doctor Goh's face.
'You were in CBN, I was in Kuen Cheng.'
'Eh! Sorry!' Doctor Goh said while turning to En En, 'You were the one!'
And we all laughed at Doctor Goh's blurness, as always :D
And then it hit me. Not all of us here could recall all the moments we had then (which I wouldn't trade for anything). If they were not recorded, one day, some of those precious memories will be gone. GASP! So, I decided to put some of those craziest moments that I can think of now here:
- Throwing our slippers 4 floors up and breaking Mun Yee's room window with one slipper thrown by the 'professional' during prep.
- Writing this in our autograph books: "What do I hate - boys" (HAHAHAHA)
- Being the only ones who could slip through the tiniest gap in the school gate to buy food from the kantin.
- Karaoke-ing our lungs out to Paeda-Rap, Michael Jackson's, Always, Zombie, 25 Minutes and other Indian songs from Priya's cassette on the bus on our way back to Endah Condo.
- Doing needle scales and splits on a moving bus.
- Making Twister mat with coloured school exercise books just so that we can play Twister in our dorm when we were supposed to be in class (I'm not so proud of this somehow, HAHAHA. Kids.... GO TO SCHOOL!)
- Almost going to sleep at the closed LRT station because the school hostel gate was locked after 11pm and we couldn't sneak back in after yum-cha-ing at 3 a.m.
- Putting up Beauty & The Beast, Phantom of the Opera and Pocahontas musical shows in our condo's.
- Everyone climbing over the girls hostel main gate at 10 something p.m. only to have the last person open the gate and said 'Hey, it's not locked!' (Darn it! HAHAHA)
- Yogurt eating competition in Uzbek.
- Begging Manan to lock the doors at our training hall and disappear for 10 minutes just so that we start training late (KEKEKEKE)
- Removing the batteries of the weighing machine in the training hall.
- Playing Chi-Ku-Pang with Cikgu Chew on the bus all the way from KL to Taiping.
Those were the days :) Thank God for all that! Or else I will be an antisocial-bitter-bookworm teaching in a school back in my hometown now and not having LIVED 14 years of my life. Oh God, thank You!
8.1.09
Funeral Crashers
If there is a horror story that scares me, this is it.
In our chit chat after gobbling down some yummy cheese chicken at Salmon Steak, we somehow end up on the topic of funerals in a country far far away (don't ask me how, but we started on politics :-S ).
The horror of the story is not about a dead man leaping out from his coffin and chewing people up or the coffin suddenly floated in the air. The horror that scared me was the people who attend funerals in this country far far away.
Both my friends from this country far far away said to me that people in their country treat funerals like 'kenduri's'. They see a funeral, off they go for some free food, even if they don't know who's the deceased who is of course, unrelated to these people (lets just name them Funeral Crashers).
On the table when they are eating, they just eat and be merry like they were in a pub. They don't even care about who lies in the coffin! What's worse is that they expect the host of the funeral to serve Grade A food. If not, they will make a huge fuss out of it. I don't even have to say what will happen if you don't serve them food. You can imagine it yourself.
So the sister of one of this friend of mine from this country far far away once spoke against these Funeral Crashers in their grandfather's funeral. She got into trouble for it. (GASP!)
Just listening to the story makes me furious :(
"Why don't anyone do something about that? Why don't you guys just don't serve food at funerals?" I asked in my upset tone. "We are used to it already." Friend from this country far far away said.
HELLO? Just because things are they way the are doesn't mean that's the way they should be! Talk about sikap tidak apa... sigh...
But then again, it is a very important principle that we should honour our guests in functions or funerals, whether we know them personally or not. However, I still find the Funeral Crashers' attitude a stink. C'mon you guys... have a heart!
Let me warn you... don't crash at my funeral, or I will haunt you for life.
... gee, scary heh?
In our chit chat after gobbling down some yummy cheese chicken at Salmon Steak, we somehow end up on the topic of funerals in a country far far away (don't ask me how, but we started on politics :-S ).
The horror of the story is not about a dead man leaping out from his coffin and chewing people up or the coffin suddenly floated in the air. The horror that scared me was the people who attend funerals in this country far far away.
Both my friends from this country far far away said to me that people in their country treat funerals like 'kenduri's'. They see a funeral, off they go for some free food, even if they don't know who's the deceased who is of course, unrelated to these people (lets just name them Funeral Crashers).
On the table when they are eating, they just eat and be merry like they were in a pub. They don't even care about who lies in the coffin! What's worse is that they expect the host of the funeral to serve Grade A food. If not, they will make a huge fuss out of it. I don't even have to say what will happen if you don't serve them food. You can imagine it yourself.
So the sister of one of this friend of mine from this country far far away once spoke against these Funeral Crashers in their grandfather's funeral. She got into trouble for it. (GASP!)
Just listening to the story makes me furious :(
"Why don't anyone do something about that? Why don't you guys just don't serve food at funerals?" I asked in my upset tone. "We are used to it already." Friend from this country far far away said.
HELLO? Just because things are they way the are doesn't mean that's the way they should be! Talk about sikap tidak apa... sigh...
But then again, it is a very important principle that we should honour our guests in functions or funerals, whether we know them personally or not. However, I still find the Funeral Crashers' attitude a stink. C'mon you guys... have a heart!
Let me warn you... don't crash at my funeral, or I will haunt you for life.
... gee, scary heh?
3.1.09
Heart Break = Car Accident
~Reflection of the past~
Heart breaks. They are inevitable (Luke 17:1). They make status quo messy and make mess messier. They are hard to face. Don't fool yourself by saying "I'm fine." Get real babe! It is never easy.
You must be thinking how it doesn't make sense - why did God make healing so hard if He is really so good and our Jehovah Rapha?
Well, lets just say heart breaks are like car accidents. Nobody wanted them to happen. They are unexpected. But they happen anyway, whether it was a romantic relationship, a family issue or just a friendship.
When car accidents happen, the damage to the car, no matter how minimal, can never be repaired in one quick fix. It takes more than one step to get the wrecked car repaired. Even a small dent! One cannot knock the dent back to its normal shape AND spray paint the dent spot at the same time. The spray paint would be uneven. The knocking comes first, and then the spraying. If the damage is done to the engine, oh boy, you can imagine how many complicated steps it would take to get it repaired. The bottom line is this - reparation and restoration of a heart broken into a thousand pieces don't happen overnight. Healing can never be complete overnight. It takes stages of acknowledgment of brokenness and surrender to God for Him to fix our hearts together in one piece again.
But why not do it all at one fix if He is really the Almighty God?
I remember how I thought I was healed from my breakup with Teng Yung only to find myself hurting even more when I discovered that he was going out with someone else. What's worse? He's happy with her. Knowing that is like pouring kerosine onto the fervent fire that was already burning me to death slowly. Wasn't I supposed to be healed? Did God ignore the broken heart I surrendered to Him?
Yes, He did. I was the one who stopped taking His prescription until full recovery. I stopped surrendering all the parts of my broken heart left unattended to into His healing hands. i held on to some. I did not let go. I held on... so opposite to 1 Peter 5:7.
God knows better (Thank God someone does!). Sometimes we're just not ready for everything in one big dose. Even medicine for fever must be taken in stages of separate doses. It works the same way for heart breaks. God waits until we regain our strength from the bad fall, and then He will tackle the issues which we are now ready to deal with. He knows how to care for our wrecked hearts because He made us. We can never truly comprehend how He works to heal us (Isaiah 55:8, Proverbs 3:5-6). But the truth is He does heal us.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds (Psalm 147:3).
Just take it step by step. It's not easy, but it is possible ;) - For nothing is impossible with God (Luke 1:37).
Don't rush healing :)
God bless!
Heart breaks. They are inevitable (Luke 17:1). They make status quo messy and make mess messier. They are hard to face. Don't fool yourself by saying "I'm fine." Get real babe! It is never easy.
You must be thinking how it doesn't make sense - why did God make healing so hard if He is really so good and our Jehovah Rapha?
Well, lets just say heart breaks are like car accidents. Nobody wanted them to happen. They are unexpected. But they happen anyway, whether it was a romantic relationship, a family issue or just a friendship.
When car accidents happen, the damage to the car, no matter how minimal, can never be repaired in one quick fix. It takes more than one step to get the wrecked car repaired. Even a small dent! One cannot knock the dent back to its normal shape AND spray paint the dent spot at the same time. The spray paint would be uneven. The knocking comes first, and then the spraying. If the damage is done to the engine, oh boy, you can imagine how many complicated steps it would take to get it repaired. The bottom line is this - reparation and restoration of a heart broken into a thousand pieces don't happen overnight. Healing can never be complete overnight. It takes stages of acknowledgment of brokenness and surrender to God for Him to fix our hearts together in one piece again.
But why not do it all at one fix if He is really the Almighty God?
I remember how I thought I was healed from my breakup with Teng Yung only to find myself hurting even more when I discovered that he was going out with someone else. What's worse? He's happy with her. Knowing that is like pouring kerosine onto the fervent fire that was already burning me to death slowly. Wasn't I supposed to be healed? Did God ignore the broken heart I surrendered to Him?
Yes, He did. I was the one who stopped taking His prescription until full recovery. I stopped surrendering all the parts of my broken heart left unattended to into His healing hands. i held on to some. I did not let go. I held on... so opposite to 1 Peter 5:7.
God knows better (Thank God someone does!). Sometimes we're just not ready for everything in one big dose. Even medicine for fever must be taken in stages of separate doses. It works the same way for heart breaks. God waits until we regain our strength from the bad fall, and then He will tackle the issues which we are now ready to deal with. He knows how to care for our wrecked hearts because He made us. We can never truly comprehend how He works to heal us (Isaiah 55:8, Proverbs 3:5-6). But the truth is He does heal us.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds (Psalm 147:3).
Just take it step by step. It's not easy, but it is possible ;) - For nothing is impossible with God (Luke 1:37).
Don't rush healing :)
God bless!
18.12.08
Perfectly Imperfect.
On 7th August, 2008, I celebrated my 24th year on the Earth (the only planet in the galaxy that has chocolates I presume). It was suppose to be a day of rejoicing & cheering for my existence but yet, I had one concern that is more serious than the huge-volcanic pimple on my face on this day that I should feel perfect just being myself... even after spending 12,441,600 minutes spinning in the orbit around the sun, I was still imperfect.
Whether it was...
- looks (e.g. if only Angelina Jolie or Jessica Alba were real plain Jane's like me)
- character (e.g. too nice, too loyal, and in the end became a doormat)
- career (e.g. I'll never make it with my blur-ness. I am not sharp as the Samurai sword)
- finance (e.g. arghh! Why did I get that piece of junk?Now I don't even have money to eat)
- family (e.g. I never seemed to be there for them when they needed me)
- friends (e.g. [can't think of anything as example :P])
- ministry (uhuh!)
- you name it
... imperfection was all I felt. And I felt it to the core of me.
Am I really that miserable? 'NO', Jesus said, softly yet powerfully, in John 9:1-5 on this very special day in my life.
"No one is born perfect, just like the man in this passage. He was born blind but Jesus said the reason was "so that the works of God might be displayed in him". God made me exactly as He has wonderfully planned. He made me perfectly with my unique imperfections so that through His fire that removes them, His magical work in me may be seen. As imperfect as I am, in God's eyes I am perfectly imperfect - my imperfections are turning points for His glory that surpasses all perfections in me to truly shine." - abstract from Life Journal dated 7/8/2008.
Him changing my sight to see that I am perfectly imperfect, and making me so secure even in my imperfections.
That's REAL magic ;)
Whether it was...
- looks (e.g. if only Angelina Jolie or Jessica Alba were real plain Jane's like me)
- character (e.g. too nice, too loyal, and in the end became a doormat)
- career (e.g. I'll never make it with my blur-ness. I am not sharp as the Samurai sword)
- finance (e.g. arghh! Why did I get that piece of junk?Now I don't even have money to eat)
- family (e.g. I never seemed to be there for them when they needed me)
- friends (e.g. [can't think of anything as example :P])
- ministry (uhuh!)
- you name it
... imperfection was all I felt. And I felt it to the core of me.
Am I really that miserable? 'NO', Jesus said, softly yet powerfully, in John 9:1-5 on this very special day in my life.
"No one is born perfect, just like the man in this passage. He was born blind but Jesus said the reason was "so that the works of God might be displayed in him". God made me exactly as He has wonderfully planned. He made me perfectly with my unique imperfections so that through His fire that removes them, His magical work in me may be seen. As imperfect as I am, in God's eyes I am perfectly imperfect - my imperfections are turning points for His glory that surpasses all perfections in me to truly shine." - abstract from Life Journal dated 7/8/2008.
Him changing my sight to see that I am perfectly imperfect, and making me so secure even in my imperfections.
That's REAL magic ;)
15.12.08
Snowman, O Snowman, where art thou?
Has this ever occurred to you?
We hear songs that sing of snowman everywhere we go in this Christmas season. Just this morning the music shop opposite my office was blasting one :)
But we are in Malaysia, a tropical country that only has sunshine and rain (and sometimes rainbow). We don't even have snow here. The only snowman I met is Mr. Picture Snowman or Mr. Plastic Snowman.
I wonder if there is any equivalent to a snowman here in Malaysia. Would it be rainman? The carrot or orange cone won't stick. Would it be iceman? Definitely won't last an hour. Hmmm.... I really wonder...
Where is the snowman? :-S
We hear songs that sing of snowman everywhere we go in this Christmas season. Just this morning the music shop opposite my office was blasting one :)
But we are in Malaysia, a tropical country that only has sunshine and rain (and sometimes rainbow). We don't even have snow here. The only snowman I met is Mr. Picture Snowman or Mr. Plastic Snowman.
I wonder if there is any equivalent to a snowman here in Malaysia. Would it be rainman? The carrot or orange cone won't stick. Would it be iceman? Definitely won't last an hour. Hmmm.... I really wonder...
Where is the snowman? :-S
6.12.08
Roller Coaster
(Inspired (if you consider it inspiration) by Corkscrew at Genting Outdoor Theme Park)
Small voice inside: Stop. Pause. Just look at what's happened in your life for the past 12 months.
Me: It's been a crazy roller coaster ride with impact and speed that almost threw me off the ride and left bruises all over! Ouch!
Small voice inside: How crazy? Really...
Me: There were loops at unexpected spots and the sharp corners totally jerked all my insides out of me :( But then again... no matter how crazy, it comes to a halt on even level in the end.
Small voice inside: So was it scary?
Me: Hmm, yeah, at first! But when the ride ended, I was glad the ride took me through scary loops and corners. They brought thrills that make the ride and every single scream worth while :P Plus...without those scary parts and the fact that I went through them all, I won't be encouraged to take the ride again, or even better, take more scary rides that guarantee more fun ;)
Small voice inside: Were you experiencing the thrills of the ride at every moment?
Me: Sigh...No :(
Small voice inside: Why not?
Me: That's cos I was thinking about something else at some moments instead of just surrendering to the ride and wherever it will take me to.
Small voice inside: What was in your mind then?
Me: Please don't laugh... I was thinking 'What if something goes wrong with the structure?", "What if there was technical problem with it?", "What if a bolt or a gear was loosened?", "Will the ride fly-off from the rail?", "What if I never make it alive?" (HAHA)
Small voice inside: So if you hadn't think about all that, would the ride be any different to you?
Me: Oh definitely! I would have enjoyed it even more :) I guess if I hadn't worry so much about what would happen or be so bogged down by work, to-do's, tasks, deadlines, or fear that life would go so wrong for me, 2008 would have been so much better. The ride would have been more fun!
Small voice inside: Any regrets?
Me: Nuh... the past is the past. There's nothing I can change about that. But...with what I've learned, I can change the way I face the roller coaster rides that are to come :)
Small voice inside: Hey, you did say life in 2008 left bruises all over ya. Do they still hurt now?
Me: Hmm...now that you mention it...you know what? They are all gone and I didn't even notice it :D Wohoo!!
Just Me: Life is a roller coaster ride if you live it, not just do it. And trust me, it will be a damn cool ride if you surrender to the thrill.
DISCLAIMER: Sorry if this post is boring to you. It's a result of not blogging for ages. Please pardon me ;)
LIVE life, don't DO it.
God bless.
Small voice inside: Stop. Pause. Just look at what's happened in your life for the past 12 months.
Me: It's been a crazy roller coaster ride with impact and speed that almost threw me off the ride and left bruises all over! Ouch!
Small voice inside: How crazy? Really...
Me: There were loops at unexpected spots and the sharp corners totally jerked all my insides out of me :( But then again... no matter how crazy, it comes to a halt on even level in the end.
Small voice inside: So was it scary?
Me: Hmm, yeah, at first! But when the ride ended, I was glad the ride took me through scary loops and corners. They brought thrills that make the ride and every single scream worth while :P Plus...without those scary parts and the fact that I went through them all, I won't be encouraged to take the ride again, or even better, take more scary rides that guarantee more fun ;)
Small voice inside: Were you experiencing the thrills of the ride at every moment?
Me: Sigh...No :(
Small voice inside: Why not?
Me: That's cos I was thinking about something else at some moments instead of just surrendering to the ride and wherever it will take me to.
Small voice inside: What was in your mind then?
Me: Please don't laugh... I was thinking 'What if something goes wrong with the structure?", "What if there was technical problem with it?", "What if a bolt or a gear was loosened?", "Will the ride fly-off from the rail?", "What if I never make it alive?" (HAHA)
Small voice inside: So if you hadn't think about all that, would the ride be any different to you?
Me: Oh definitely! I would have enjoyed it even more :) I guess if I hadn't worry so much about what would happen or be so bogged down by work, to-do's, tasks, deadlines, or fear that life would go so wrong for me, 2008 would have been so much better. The ride would have been more fun!
Small voice inside: Any regrets?
Me: Nuh... the past is the past. There's nothing I can change about that. But...with what I've learned, I can change the way I face the roller coaster rides that are to come :)
Small voice inside: Hey, you did say life in 2008 left bruises all over ya. Do they still hurt now?
Me: Hmm...now that you mention it...you know what? They are all gone and I didn't even notice it :D Wohoo!!
Just Me: Life is a roller coaster ride if you live it, not just do it. And trust me, it will be a damn cool ride if you surrender to the thrill.
DISCLAIMER: Sorry if this post is boring to you. It's a result of not blogging for ages. Please pardon me ;)
LIVE life, don't DO it.
God bless.
5.9.08
The Unknowns
In mathematics in school, we learn how to solve equations with unknowns in them, mostly labelled as x,y,z or a,b,c. Somehow or rather, shifting the unknowns to other positions in the equations will help us discover what that unknown is.
The equation with unknown is like life. The only difference is, in equations, you can only have that many number of unknowns or otherwise it's an invalid equation. In life, on the other hand, there are unknown number of unknowns, but life isn't invalid :)
I became astonishingly aware of life's unknowns during college. Don't ask me why I didn't see them earlier. I just didn't!
The unknowns are: passing my exams, waking up the next day, sufficient finance to last for the week, food on the table for the next meal, meeting a new friend, touching someone's life, breaking up with my boyfriend at that time, etc etc.
It's been 2 years since college, the unknowns only increase and the more I tried to reposition them to discover the unknowns, the more unknowns enter my life. It's a never-ending story...
But you know what? The unknowns are what makes life more beautiful and interesting. I thank God I don't wake up to a life knowing all the things that will happen in the next 24 hours or next 30 days. And I thank God that the unknowns forced me to seek Him even more, which makes life soooooo much more bearable.
I do have more unknowns now. They drive me nuts sometimes, but they make life beautiful ;)
God bless y'all
The equation with unknown is like life. The only difference is, in equations, you can only have that many number of unknowns or otherwise it's an invalid equation. In life, on the other hand, there are unknown number of unknowns, but life isn't invalid :)
I became astonishingly aware of life's unknowns during college. Don't ask me why I didn't see them earlier. I just didn't!
The unknowns are: passing my exams, waking up the next day, sufficient finance to last for the week, food on the table for the next meal, meeting a new friend, touching someone's life, breaking up with my boyfriend at that time, etc etc.
It's been 2 years since college, the unknowns only increase and the more I tried to reposition them to discover the unknowns, the more unknowns enter my life. It's a never-ending story...
But you know what? The unknowns are what makes life more beautiful and interesting. I thank God I don't wake up to a life knowing all the things that will happen in the next 24 hours or next 30 days. And I thank God that the unknowns forced me to seek Him even more, which makes life soooooo much more bearable.
I do have more unknowns now. They drive me nuts sometimes, but they make life beautiful ;)
God bless y'all
29.7.08
Things I Didn't Throw Away
The usual course of things for our possessions is this:
Purchase/Taking possession - Use - To the bin.
Yup, we are all experts in disposal of things but whether or not we are responsible disposers is a totally different issue. In Norway in 2006 alone 9.6 million tonnes of waste was generated!
I've seen a kids throw a candy wrapper on the floor while walking and the parent did not even say a word. Parents, teach your kids to love the earth! (Even if you don't love where you live in, I am sure you at least want your kids to live in a decently clean one).
Anyways, coming back to the topic. There were many times I regretted throwing away somethings. This happens when I needed that something which I threw away and I would go: 'Aiya...shouldn't have threw it away.'
Although things which I didn't throw away take up some space in my room and make it look a little bit more messy than usual, these things somehow come in handy!
After I changed to postpaid from prepaid, I didn't throw my old SIM card away. Later on, my mobile phone had to be repaired and it was then that I found out I didn't save any numbers in my new SIM card! I lost all my numbers because they reformatted my phone (I gave them the permission thinking that I had my numbers in my new SIM). Thank God I didn't throw away my old SIM. At least I could copy most of the numbers from my old SIM to my new one.
phew.....
Another instance of me being glad I didn't throw somethings away was yesterday night when Skye sms-ed me and asked me whether I kept any of her wedding programs because she didn't keep any. I know as a bride, I would want to keep my own wedding program just for keepsakes. Not having one would kinds suck :P
I remembered chucking a paper bag into my car booth on the day of Ray and Skye's wedding night and didn't bother to clean my booth since then (yes, in case you still don't know, I live out of my car HAHA). I checked my booth and yahoo!! There were 2 pieces of Skye's wedding program! Thank God I didn't throw it away...
phew.....
Next time before you throw something away, think twice ;)
Purchase/Taking possession - Use - To the bin.
Yup, we are all experts in disposal of things but whether or not we are responsible disposers is a totally different issue. In Norway in 2006 alone 9.6 million tonnes of waste was generated!
I've seen a kids throw a candy wrapper on the floor while walking and the parent did not even say a word. Parents, teach your kids to love the earth! (Even if you don't love where you live in, I am sure you at least want your kids to live in a decently clean one).
Anyways, coming back to the topic. There were many times I regretted throwing away somethings. This happens when I needed that something which I threw away and I would go: 'Aiya...shouldn't have threw it away.'
Although things which I didn't throw away take up some space in my room and make it look a little bit more messy than usual, these things somehow come in handy!
After I changed to postpaid from prepaid, I didn't throw my old SIM card away. Later on, my mobile phone had to be repaired and it was then that I found out I didn't save any numbers in my new SIM card! I lost all my numbers because they reformatted my phone (I gave them the permission thinking that I had my numbers in my new SIM). Thank God I didn't throw away my old SIM. At least I could copy most of the numbers from my old SIM to my new one.
phew.....
Another instance of me being glad I didn't throw somethings away was yesterday night when Skye sms-ed me and asked me whether I kept any of her wedding programs because she didn't keep any. I know as a bride, I would want to keep my own wedding program just for keepsakes. Not having one would kinds suck :P
I remembered chucking a paper bag into my car booth on the day of Ray and Skye's wedding night and didn't bother to clean my booth since then (yes, in case you still don't know, I live out of my car HAHA). I checked my booth and yahoo!! There were 2 pieces of Skye's wedding program! Thank God I didn't throw it away...
phew.....
Next time before you throw something away, think twice ;)
25.7.08
Durian Seasons come and go, but has the nation changed?
I am so excited about the upcoming 51st year of independence of my country.
When I drove pass the durian stalls by the sides of roads (they are everywhere), I smiled at the thought of having the chance to eat the king of fruits again. Durians are indeed something that make me proud as a Malaysian.
But when I switch back to reality and see the things that are going on in the political, economic and social arena. My heart sank to the deepest pits there is within me.
It's been 51 years since the first time our ancestors shouted with joy and hope 'Merdeka!'
But can we shout the same word that is so meaningful with the same joy and hope today?
I would love to think that the nation has changed for good after 51 years of independence. There only needs to be the slightest hint of good administration of the nation to make me think that. It is however very very unfortunate that I cannot think so.
I can't even tell who is telling the truth anymore. Is Anwar's allegation true? Or is the IGP's defamation claim a right reflection? Or perhaps the comic depicting how the Executive is covering all the bigger issues that affect the nation with a single mattress in the Star the correct enunciation of Malaysia's state?
Justice must not only be done. It must be seen to be done.
Haha, I sure hope so. But I don't see it at all. There's no fair play anymore in the legal system (and I have no idea how can a respected person I admire said rule of law is observed).
I love Malaysia.
I love Malaysians too.
But........ *sigh*
Happy Merdeka to y'all.
When I drove pass the durian stalls by the sides of roads (they are everywhere), I smiled at the thought of having the chance to eat the king of fruits again. Durians are indeed something that make me proud as a Malaysian.
But when I switch back to reality and see the things that are going on in the political, economic and social arena. My heart sank to the deepest pits there is within me.
It's been 51 years since the first time our ancestors shouted with joy and hope 'Merdeka!'
But can we shout the same word that is so meaningful with the same joy and hope today?
I would love to think that the nation has changed for good after 51 years of independence. There only needs to be the slightest hint of good administration of the nation to make me think that. It is however very very unfortunate that I cannot think so.
I can't even tell who is telling the truth anymore. Is Anwar's allegation true? Or is the IGP's defamation claim a right reflection? Or perhaps the comic depicting how the Executive is covering all the bigger issues that affect the nation with a single mattress in the Star the correct enunciation of Malaysia's state?
Justice must not only be done. It must be seen to be done.
Haha, I sure hope so. But I don't see it at all. There's no fair play anymore in the legal system (and I have no idea how can a respected person I admire said rule of law is observed).
I love Malaysia.
I love Malaysians too.
But........ *sigh*
Happy Merdeka to y'all.
25.2.08
Hello 2008
Many people started 2008 with high hopes and in much anticipation of great things in a new year.
My 2008 was, so far, a down-and-up year.
It began as the worst and most difficult season in my entire 24 years of life, but by the amazing grace of God, I have come through the crazy storm by now and I am deeply in love with my saviour :)
It sounds crazy but every morning I wake up smiling because of His unfailing love. Every night I go to sleep smiling because of His care. Yes, I am madly in love.
It's my favourite time of the year again- end of February and beginning of March.
It's the time when the flowers on the trees will bloom, painting the tree with a different colour than its usual green. And in 2 weeks' time, the flowers will begin to fall onto the ground. It's the most beautiful time of the year to me :)
Hope you will observe and see the same beauty that touched my heart in this time, and may His beauty penetrate your heart through what you see, just as it has penetrated mine.
God bless :)
My 2008 was, so far, a down-and-up year.
It began as the worst and most difficult season in my entire 24 years of life, but by the amazing grace of God, I have come through the crazy storm by now and I am deeply in love with my saviour :)
It sounds crazy but every morning I wake up smiling because of His unfailing love. Every night I go to sleep smiling because of His care. Yes, I am madly in love.
It's my favourite time of the year again- end of February and beginning of March.
It's the time when the flowers on the trees will bloom, painting the tree with a different colour than its usual green. And in 2 weeks' time, the flowers will begin to fall onto the ground. It's the most beautiful time of the year to me :)
Hope you will observe and see the same beauty that touched my heart in this time, and may His beauty penetrate your heart through what you see, just as it has penetrated mine.
God bless :)
29.10.07
Dog Nightmare
A stray dog chased me yesterday when I was walking towards my condo from where I parked my car. Of course I knew I couldn't run fast in heels. So I climbed onto a car next to me (Still don't know how I did it). Unfortunately, due to the slippery surface, I slipped and hit my chin on the car's back. I am just so thankful I didn't fall to the ground. The dog was going to bite me, but it missed my foot by a milisecond. Phew...
I sat on that car (I am really sorry to the owner) looking at the dog barking and growling fiercely at me. In the rain, I waited until the dog got tired of barking at me. When it ran off to somewhere else, I quickly took off my heels, and completed my walk home barefoot, keeping a lookout for any sign of that mad dog.
I don't know what's wrong. Dogs and I just don't get along very well somehow.
Sigh...oh well, at least this scene would make a good movie :P
I sat on that car (I am really sorry to the owner) looking at the dog barking and growling fiercely at me. In the rain, I waited until the dog got tired of barking at me. When it ran off to somewhere else, I quickly took off my heels, and completed my walk home barefoot, keeping a lookout for any sign of that mad dog.
I don't know what's wrong. Dogs and I just don't get along very well somehow.
Sigh...oh well, at least this scene would make a good movie :P
Malaysia-A Land of Good Samaritans.
I rushed back to KL yesterday morning on a bus from Sg. Nibong Penang so that I could reach LT6 on time for service and the launch of 'Superhero' theme for City Kids which I waited excitedly for for about 1 month.
Who knew? I fainted near Puduraya.
Haha.
The moment I put my foot down on the pavement outside of Puduraya, my head started spinning and I couldn't hear anything. I could only see people walking pass me and their faces were a blur.
The next thing I know, I was making my way up the stairs in KFC, heading towards the toilet. And then it went blank.
........
I opened my eyes and realised I was squatting on the floor. A kind lady working in KFC took a chair into the toilet for me to sit on and a girl asked me what happened, how I felt, etc. For the first time in mt life, it took me ALL my strength to answer her simple questions.
I asked her to help me get some medicine from Watsons nearby. She went without hesitating and came back with the medicine and a bottle of water. I asked for the price for the items but she said it's OK. She didn't take a cent for the things she bought for me.
Another girl came in and asked me what happened. Then she gave me minyak angin, and all her available medicine which the doctor prescribed for her. She had the same problem as me, she said. I took the meds, but the pain was still there. I relied on Him alone that time, and on His shoulders I lay my head, thanking Him for all these Good Samaritans that He put onto my path today.
All the time I sat in the toilet, vomitting (eugh! All the chocolates I consumed in the bus were processed into chocolate vomit :P which looked like Milo), many people came in and out. Most of them just looked at me and gave a puzzled look.
But I was deeply touched by some of them who showed their concern for me - the KFC lady, the Malay girl who didn't take a cent for the things she bought for me, the Chinese girl who gave her meds to me and a foreign worker who wiped the sweat off my face.
It's good to know that Malaysia still has Good Samaritans like these who make such a big difference in a person's life by the small yet important gestures of theirs.
I hate to miss church, but I truly thank God for being my strength, carrying me until I safely reached the KFC toilet, and calling so many Good Samaritans onto my path.
If you are reading this, I encourage you to lend a hand to people in need although you don't know them, just as the Good Samaritan who took care of the man going down from Jericho to Jerusalem (Luke 10:30-35). It makes a HUGE difference to the people in need of help, especially when they were alone.
God bless ya!
Who knew? I fainted near Puduraya.
Haha.
The moment I put my foot down on the pavement outside of Puduraya, my head started spinning and I couldn't hear anything. I could only see people walking pass me and their faces were a blur.
The next thing I know, I was making my way up the stairs in KFC, heading towards the toilet. And then it went blank.
........
I opened my eyes and realised I was squatting on the floor. A kind lady working in KFC took a chair into the toilet for me to sit on and a girl asked me what happened, how I felt, etc. For the first time in mt life, it took me ALL my strength to answer her simple questions.
I asked her to help me get some medicine from Watsons nearby. She went without hesitating and came back with the medicine and a bottle of water. I asked for the price for the items but she said it's OK. She didn't take a cent for the things she bought for me.
Another girl came in and asked me what happened. Then she gave me minyak angin, and all her available medicine which the doctor prescribed for her. She had the same problem as me, she said. I took the meds, but the pain was still there. I relied on Him alone that time, and on His shoulders I lay my head, thanking Him for all these Good Samaritans that He put onto my path today.
All the time I sat in the toilet, vomitting (eugh! All the chocolates I consumed in the bus were processed into chocolate vomit :P which looked like Milo), many people came in and out. Most of them just looked at me and gave a puzzled look.
But I was deeply touched by some of them who showed their concern for me - the KFC lady, the Malay girl who didn't take a cent for the things she bought for me, the Chinese girl who gave her meds to me and a foreign worker who wiped the sweat off my face.
It's good to know that Malaysia still has Good Samaritans like these who make such a big difference in a person's life by the small yet important gestures of theirs.
I hate to miss church, but I truly thank God for being my strength, carrying me until I safely reached the KFC toilet, and calling so many Good Samaritans onto my path.
If you are reading this, I encourage you to lend a hand to people in need although you don't know them, just as the Good Samaritan who took care of the man going down from Jericho to Jerusalem (Luke 10:30-35). It makes a HUGE difference to the people in need of help, especially when they were alone.
God bless ya!
11.7.07
The season is back!
In Malaysia now and especially in Perak where
so many tropical fruit farms are situated,
the King of Fruits returns with its royal pricks
and golden flesh to capture the hearts of
durian lovers again this year.
My dad bought some home as my mom loves it.
I won't trade the moment we had gathering
around my dad as he cuts open the durians
and as we enjoyed the fruit that is
'smelling like Hell and tasting like Heaven'
according to WordNet.
In one of the durians there were two
cute-tiny bags of durian flesh which are of
the size of a guitar pick!
My lil cousin got hold of them and
wouldn't let them go!
They are so cute!!
Just last week my life group leader celebrated
her ??-th birthday (I don't know how old is she).
Her husband, Ben, bought her a cake from Suchan, PJ.
It's called Explosion.
The cake is yummy! I've never eaten any cake
like it before. It's not only different, the mix
of the ingredients are just so perfect!!
Take a look. The name of the cake says a lot
about how it looks like!
God bless you!1.6.07
Sushi n Shrimp.
In this week, I have been blessed with good fellowship time with some friends and some really yummy food too! Just 2 days ago we went to Genki Sushi at One Utama and had plates of tasty sushi with soothing-hot green tea.
As usual, I had one Miso soup (my favourite thing in Japanese cuisine). I really like the cup that they use for the green tea. It has this Genki face which is impossible to imitate.
Yesterday, as Teng Yung and some o fhis classmates wanted to celebrate the end of their final year and final semester exams, they drove all the way down to Telok Gong, Klang for sea food!
We had delicious fried shrimp, Teow Cheow steamed fish, sweet and sour crab, spicy crab, juicy la-la's, etc.
And guess what is the effect of both sushi and shrimp? THIS!
Haha...
But now I feel a bit guilty. Perhaps I should have saved some of the money spent on the food, switched to some other cheaper food, and buy food for the homeless instead. Sigh...
As usual, I had one Miso soup (my favourite thing in Japanese cuisine). I really like the cup that they use for the green tea. It has this Genki face which is impossible to imitate.Yesterday, as Teng Yung and some o fhis classmates wanted to celebrate the end of their final year and final semester exams, they drove all the way down to Telok Gong, Klang for sea food!
We had delicious fried shrimp, Teow Cheow steamed fish, sweet and sour crab, spicy crab, juicy la-la's, etc.
And guess what is the effect of both sushi and shrimp? THIS!
Haha...But now I feel a bit guilty. Perhaps I should have saved some of the money spent on the food, switched to some other cheaper food, and buy food for the homeless instead. Sigh...
30.5.07
Sleepy Cat.
The way the cat sleeps is just like me! Haha.
Snapped this photo in a clinic while waiting for my grandma.
Snapped this photo in a clinic while waiting for my grandma.
Most of you probably don't know that I cut my hair.
It's really short now.
At least I don't have to comb my hair when I wake up now. :P
It's really short now.
At least I don't have to comb my hair when I wake up now. :P
Moving forward.
Some of us may be stuck in a stage in life. We don't seem to be going anywhere. Everything in life seem stagnant.
One of the reasons for this 'traffic jam' is because we hold on to the past. When we are about to take the step forward by lifting up our feet (it doesn't matter whether it's your right foot or left foot), we turn our gaze back to the past. When we see the past and stay there dwelling in it even for just a second, we will never move forward. We will forever be stuck if we continue to look back into our past.
The past is THE PAST. We may have regrettable sins, foolish decisions, moral failure and all the 'what if's in our heads. But they are nothing else but the past. It has already happened and there is nothing you can do about it. Our life is not controlled by a remote where we can rewind and correct the mistakes we have made or change a circumstance that will make a difference today.
Leave the past or it will never leave you. So many people who have been hurt in the past kept dweeling in it. It only causes them more pain in life.
A woman was abducted by a man who did all imaginable evil things to her. He raped her and mutilated her body in every possible way. When he was done with her, she was 3 inches from death. He then drove her into the middle of nowhere, and threw her body into the bush by the side of the road. After he drove off, the woman gathered all the stregth that was left in her scarred body and crawled slowly and painfully to the road to get help. Only God knows why... when she reached the road, a car stopped. It was that man again.
He then picked her up and drove her to a place where he hurt her again. He then left her at the place to die. Someone found her and brought her to the hospital. When she was physically healed, the hospital staff were thinking that she would need a lot or mental-repair because of what happened to her.
So, on the day when she was supposed to receive psychological treatment, they counselled her first. When they asked her "How are you?". She just replied "I'm fine". They couldn't believe her and kept asking her that question and said to ther that they understand how painful it would be. She responded "Look, that man took one night out of my life. But I will not allow my other nights to be robbed by the incident."
Even the Bible says in Proverbs 24:16 - A righteous man may fall seven times and rise again. Can you imagine if after once of twice he fell, he just lay there and think about how he fell and what he shouldn't have done, he will remain on the floor and never get up? When Jesus called the disciples to follow him, they did without looking back. They just left their fishing net and whatever they were doing and followed him. If one of them had just looked back for a second, they would have missed the chance of being one of the disciples.
I personally have held on to the past and looked back many times at the mistakes I have made, all the opportunites I lost and the things that I regret doing. After reading the Word of God this morning, I know what to do with them. I can't change them because they are the past. But what I can do is to look ahead. Move on and forward without looking back. I have learned from the past. These lessons I will carry with me as I grow, but I will not allow them to stop me on my track.
Hope this post have blessed you.
One of the reasons for this 'traffic jam' is because we hold on to the past. When we are about to take the step forward by lifting up our feet (it doesn't matter whether it's your right foot or left foot), we turn our gaze back to the past. When we see the past and stay there dwelling in it even for just a second, we will never move forward. We will forever be stuck if we continue to look back into our past.
The past is THE PAST. We may have regrettable sins, foolish decisions, moral failure and all the 'what if's in our heads. But they are nothing else but the past. It has already happened and there is nothing you can do about it. Our life is not controlled by a remote where we can rewind and correct the mistakes we have made or change a circumstance that will make a difference today.
Leave the past or it will never leave you. So many people who have been hurt in the past kept dweeling in it. It only causes them more pain in life.
A woman was abducted by a man who did all imaginable evil things to her. He raped her and mutilated her body in every possible way. When he was done with her, she was 3 inches from death. He then drove her into the middle of nowhere, and threw her body into the bush by the side of the road. After he drove off, the woman gathered all the stregth that was left in her scarred body and crawled slowly and painfully to the road to get help. Only God knows why... when she reached the road, a car stopped. It was that man again.
He then picked her up and drove her to a place where he hurt her again. He then left her at the place to die. Someone found her and brought her to the hospital. When she was physically healed, the hospital staff were thinking that she would need a lot or mental-repair because of what happened to her.
So, on the day when she was supposed to receive psychological treatment, they counselled her first. When they asked her "How are you?". She just replied "I'm fine". They couldn't believe her and kept asking her that question and said to ther that they understand how painful it would be. She responded "Look, that man took one night out of my life. But I will not allow my other nights to be robbed by the incident."
Even the Bible says in Proverbs 24:16 - A righteous man may fall seven times and rise again. Can you imagine if after once of twice he fell, he just lay there and think about how he fell and what he shouldn't have done, he will remain on the floor and never get up? When Jesus called the disciples to follow him, they did without looking back. They just left their fishing net and whatever they were doing and followed him. If one of them had just looked back for a second, they would have missed the chance of being one of the disciples.
I personally have held on to the past and looked back many times at the mistakes I have made, all the opportunites I lost and the things that I regret doing. After reading the Word of God this morning, I know what to do with them. I can't change them because they are the past. But what I can do is to look ahead. Move on and forward without looking back. I have learned from the past. These lessons I will carry with me as I grow, but I will not allow them to stop me on my track.
Hope this post have blessed you.
8.5.07
Supposed Cause
Deviation seems like a definite thing.
Paper was created so that we can record things down and write on it. Today, people use paper , and even wasting it, like there is infinite supply without thinking twice that the earth is slowly dying due to reasons such as this. Clothes were created to cover our vulnerable bodies and to give them warmth and protection. Today, clothes are worn as a reflection of our status in the society and even worn to 'show off' our assets, causing others to stumble again and again.
Everything has a supposed cause. Evertyhing exists for a reason. But we, as human as we are, twist and fit everything into our own box so the supposed cause becomes our own cause.
Some call it diversification. Yes, I agree that diversification is a valid argument for the deviation. But there needs to be a limit to the extent of the diversification so that the supposed cause remains the root of everything.
It is so unfortunate that so many things have deviated from their supposed cause. I can't help but shake my head in disappointment when I heard over the radio broadcasting a game on air where there is a word of the day, and two lucky callers can win a certain amount of cash if they could guess the word. One of them will have to give verbal clues to the other to guess it out.
At that moment, the word of the day was 'XXXXXXX'. So one of the callers started giving clues by asking the other caller "What do we go to the court or trial for?"
The other caller answered, without hesitation, "Money!"
Of course he was wrong and they didn't get the prize. The word was "JUSTICE".
What I heard on the radio just goes to prove that law, which was first created to attain the noble notion of JUSTICE, has now become a tool to receive pecuniary rewards for many people. So many people twist the law and manipulate it to take monetary, and even life, advantage on others. Is this JUSTICE?
I thank God for He assured me about how all these people will be judged by Him one day. But I can see the world rotating everyday. It is rotating out of the supposed cause.
Paper was created so that we can record things down and write on it. Today, people use paper , and even wasting it, like there is infinite supply without thinking twice that the earth is slowly dying due to reasons such as this. Clothes were created to cover our vulnerable bodies and to give them warmth and protection. Today, clothes are worn as a reflection of our status in the society and even worn to 'show off' our assets, causing others to stumble again and again.
Everything has a supposed cause. Evertyhing exists for a reason. But we, as human as we are, twist and fit everything into our own box so the supposed cause becomes our own cause.
Some call it diversification. Yes, I agree that diversification is a valid argument for the deviation. But there needs to be a limit to the extent of the diversification so that the supposed cause remains the root of everything.
It is so unfortunate that so many things have deviated from their supposed cause. I can't help but shake my head in disappointment when I heard over the radio broadcasting a game on air where there is a word of the day, and two lucky callers can win a certain amount of cash if they could guess the word. One of them will have to give verbal clues to the other to guess it out.
At that moment, the word of the day was 'XXXXXXX'. So one of the callers started giving clues by asking the other caller "What do we go to the court or trial for?"
The other caller answered, without hesitation, "Money!"
Of course he was wrong and they didn't get the prize. The word was "JUSTICE".
What I heard on the radio just goes to prove that law, which was first created to attain the noble notion of JUSTICE, has now become a tool to receive pecuniary rewards for many people. So many people twist the law and manipulate it to take monetary, and even life, advantage on others. Is this JUSTICE?
I thank God for He assured me about how all these people will be judged by Him one day. But I can see the world rotating everyday. It is rotating out of the supposed cause.
7.5.07
2 months! Aargh!!
I know I should't panic. But the thought that there are only 2 months left to my CLP exams brings terror into my mind! Aarghh!!
The scariest movie in the world should not be about ghosts and demons but about one's journey through the CLP. That's scary.
It feels like 3 years of degree all combined into one exam. Imagine the number of cases to memorise. Now I wish the CLP board would allow candidates to bring case books into the exam hall. Yeah right! Keep dreaming...
CLP exams did terrible things to me. It casued me to go for a bad hair cut (I look like a mushroom now). It caused me to do all sorts of crazy things.
CLP...curse you! :P
The scariest movie in the world should not be about ghosts and demons but about one's journey through the CLP. That's scary.
It feels like 3 years of degree all combined into one exam. Imagine the number of cases to memorise. Now I wish the CLP board would allow candidates to bring case books into the exam hall. Yeah right! Keep dreaming...
CLP exams did terrible things to me. It casued me to go for a bad hair cut (I look like a mushroom now). It caused me to do all sorts of crazy things.
CLP...curse you! :P
2.4.07
This was the day.
If you feel
disappointed
lost
hopeless
broken
like giving up
pain
exhausted
unappreciated
trapped
like a wretch
unloved
worthless
troubled
misery
directionless
defeated
Remember this day.
This was the day Jesus prepared himself to pay the price for us.
He did so for you and me, so that God will not bring His wrath on us.
It was because of him we could be one with God. Free.
This was the day he decided to give up his life...
so that you don't have to feel this way.
Even if the whole world don't care about you, remember...
he cares.
Romans 5: 8But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
disappointed
lost
hopeless
broken
like giving up
pain
exhausted
unappreciated
trapped
like a wretch
unloved
worthless
troubled
misery
directionless
defeated
Remember this day.
This was the day Jesus prepared himself to pay the price for us.
He did so for you and me, so that God will not bring His wrath on us.
It was because of him we could be one with God. Free.
This was the day he decided to give up his life...
so that you don't have to feel this way.
Even if the whole world don't care about you, remember...
he cares.
Romans 5: 8But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
12.2.07
I did it!!
You know some people are just so afraid to drive after they got their driving license and met with an accident because of the fear or accidents again and also lack of confidence in themselves.
Yeah, I was one of those shitty people that some of you will laugh and jeer at :)
But I don't mind being one, because only when there is a 'low' in one's life can one overcome it by God's grace. That was what I did.
The last time I drove was really really long time ago, especially in KL. I only drove twice here. The last time was the time that I backed into a car that I would never be able to pay for in my entire life.
Since then I struggled to drive again. Part of me wants to do it because 1. I have a driving license. 2. My loved ones and friends need my favour. 3. I need to get around in KL somehow. 4. When I tumpang other's car to go somewhere, they alway seemed to have to stop at somewhere, get off their car to do something, leaving me ALONE in the car... so in case if they are blocking somebody, I have to drive away.
But the other part of me is very very scared.
Thank God. He really has His own ways in working things out.
No coincidence. Two weeks ago, TY had to leave for China for vacation with his family. He drove his car back to Seremban for service and repair. And... my aunt had to attend some motivation camp conducted by the National Sports Council. These two events inevitably directed me to only one choice-I had to drive to go somewhere, with my aunt's car while she's gone! Oh no!!
On my way to collect my aunt's Silver Kelissa, I could only think of how I was going to drive her car. For a moment, I felt as though I was a road-phobic! But I somehow pulled myself together, got her car, and started driving it back to my house. You have no idea how thankful I was to God when I reached home in one piece!
For the next two weeks, I reluctantly drove to college, to Sunway, to other places I ad to go.
By His grace, after the two weeks, I overcame my fear of driving. I no longer despise it! Yeah! Yes, the memory of backing into a Mercedes S-Class (Yes, the cost was unbearable!) is still in my head. But the thought of it no longer brings chills down my spine. It's just a reminder that I have to be more careful when I drive now.
I did it! And I have to admit that if it wasn't for God's grace and strength, I wouldn't be able to overcome my fear of driving.
You won't believe this...Now, driving is one of my favourite activity, especially when I drive people to the house of God! :)
Yeah, I was one of those shitty people that some of you will laugh and jeer at :)
But I don't mind being one, because only when there is a 'low' in one's life can one overcome it by God's grace. That was what I did.
The last time I drove was really really long time ago, especially in KL. I only drove twice here. The last time was the time that I backed into a car that I would never be able to pay for in my entire life.
Since then I struggled to drive again. Part of me wants to do it because 1. I have a driving license. 2. My loved ones and friends need my favour. 3. I need to get around in KL somehow. 4. When I tumpang other's car to go somewhere, they alway seemed to have to stop at somewhere, get off their car to do something, leaving me ALONE in the car... so in case if they are blocking somebody, I have to drive away.
But the other part of me is very very scared.
Thank God. He really has His own ways in working things out.
No coincidence. Two weeks ago, TY had to leave for China for vacation with his family. He drove his car back to Seremban for service and repair. And... my aunt had to attend some motivation camp conducted by the National Sports Council. These two events inevitably directed me to only one choice-I had to drive to go somewhere, with my aunt's car while she's gone! Oh no!!
On my way to collect my aunt's Silver Kelissa, I could only think of how I was going to drive her car. For a moment, I felt as though I was a road-phobic! But I somehow pulled myself together, got her car, and started driving it back to my house. You have no idea how thankful I was to God when I reached home in one piece!
For the next two weeks, I reluctantly drove to college, to Sunway, to other places I ad to go.
By His grace, after the two weeks, I overcame my fear of driving. I no longer despise it! Yeah! Yes, the memory of backing into a Mercedes S-Class (Yes, the cost was unbearable!) is still in my head. But the thought of it no longer brings chills down my spine. It's just a reminder that I have to be more careful when I drive now.
I did it! And I have to admit that if it wasn't for God's grace and strength, I wouldn't be able to overcome my fear of driving.
You won't believe this...Now, driving is one of my favourite activity, especially when I drive people to the house of God! :)
2.2.07
New Found Great 8.
And the Great 8 returns...
Is it in the food? In the DNA? Or is it just the camera and computer graphics?
People are just getting more and more good looking these days. Inevitably, a new Great 8 is born.
Here is my new found Great 8.*The previous Great 8 remains. So altogether there are 16 now :P *
Won Bin, Korean actor.
Zac Efron, Highschool Musical.
Garrett Hedlund, Eragon, Four Brothers, my favourite in this list.
Josh Harnett, dream date!!
Sorry, this pic is very small, guess he is not that famous yet. Kenichi Matsuyama, 'L' in Death Note, Japanese actor.
Adam Brody, The O.C., Mr. and Mrs Smith.
Ashton Kutcher, love his movies.
Gael Garcia Bernal, Babel, so beautiful...
Hope you had a great eye candy session too!! :P
Is it in the food? In the DNA? Or is it just the camera and computer graphics?
People are just getting more and more good looking these days. Inevitably, a new Great 8 is born.
Here is my new found Great 8.*The previous Great 8 remains. So altogether there are 16 now :P *
Won Bin, Korean actor.
Zac Efron, Highschool Musical.
Garrett Hedlund, Eragon, Four Brothers, my favourite in this list.
Josh Harnett, dream date!!
Sorry, this pic is very small, guess he is not that famous yet. Kenichi Matsuyama, 'L' in Death Note, Japanese actor.
Adam Brody, The O.C., Mr. and Mrs Smith.
Ashton Kutcher, love his movies.
Gael Garcia Bernal, Babel, so beautiful...
Hope you had a great eye candy session too!! :P
29.1.07
Attraction lesson.
I once attended a video viewing session, which I still can't believe I had to pay for, regarding "The Secret".
"The Secret" shows the way a person can be successful in every aspect in their lives be in in love, studies, career or finance. Most of the show was testimonies from well-known people about how they found this "Secret" and how this "Secret" has helped them to achieve their dreams.
"The Secret" is the Law of Attraction. Despite the "The Secret" show, the Law of Attraction concept expounded by it was still a total crap to me, although some buy it.
The Law of Attraction is an invinsible mechanism that is working all the time, attracting things into our lives be it bad things or good things, material things or abstract things. It was alleged in the video that just by the thought of something, the Law of Attraction will work to attract that thing into one's life. So let say when one's bills are piling up and they never seemed to be able to be settled, just by a thought that they can be paid up, the Law of Attraction will attract it into one's life and it will happen. Huh?? was what I thought when I watched the video :P A girl who attended the video viewing session that night said out loud "It won't rain." while thinking it when the skies were cloudy on an outing day. I was just too shocked to react to her action. 30 minutes later, it didn't rain... she totally bought into "The Secret". But guess what? It rained 30 minutes later.
The idea of the Law of Attraction is very attractuve to many people in this material world today where almost everyone is chasing after material things that can satisfy. But seriously, is there REALLY a Law of Attraction?
My answer to that question would be: YES, it is encompassed in Matthew 6:33.
But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.
When we have to chase after things like money, car, house, clothes, etc in our lives, we get caught up in so much of tension, worries and complicated decision making scenarios. One day, we will just feel so tired of chasing after these things and realised that the chase is overrated afterall. But if we seek God's kingdom first, we are only concerned with our relationship with God. We place out total trust in Him whether life is good or bad, and just focus on His face. We need not chase after these things, instead these things will be chasing after us. When we seek His kingdom first, giving Him the top priority in our lives, we become the magnet itself by His grace which will draw these things near to us. How wonderful is that? Only He can ensure such wonderfulness. This is THE Law of Attraction.
May you know Him better than you did yesterday.
Hersheys signing off.
"The Secret" shows the way a person can be successful in every aspect in their lives be in in love, studies, career or finance. Most of the show was testimonies from well-known people about how they found this "Secret" and how this "Secret" has helped them to achieve their dreams.
"The Secret" is the Law of Attraction. Despite the "The Secret" show, the Law of Attraction concept expounded by it was still a total crap to me, although some buy it.
The Law of Attraction is an invinsible mechanism that is working all the time, attracting things into our lives be it bad things or good things, material things or abstract things. It was alleged in the video that just by the thought of something, the Law of Attraction will work to attract that thing into one's life. So let say when one's bills are piling up and they never seemed to be able to be settled, just by a thought that they can be paid up, the Law of Attraction will attract it into one's life and it will happen. Huh?? was what I thought when I watched the video :P A girl who attended the video viewing session that night said out loud "It won't rain." while thinking it when the skies were cloudy on an outing day. I was just too shocked to react to her action. 30 minutes later, it didn't rain... she totally bought into "The Secret". But guess what? It rained 30 minutes later.
The idea of the Law of Attraction is very attractuve to many people in this material world today where almost everyone is chasing after material things that can satisfy. But seriously, is there REALLY a Law of Attraction?
My answer to that question would be: YES, it is encompassed in Matthew 6:33.
But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.
When we have to chase after things like money, car, house, clothes, etc in our lives, we get caught up in so much of tension, worries and complicated decision making scenarios. One day, we will just feel so tired of chasing after these things and realised that the chase is overrated afterall. But if we seek God's kingdom first, we are only concerned with our relationship with God. We place out total trust in Him whether life is good or bad, and just focus on His face. We need not chase after these things, instead these things will be chasing after us. When we seek His kingdom first, giving Him the top priority in our lives, we become the magnet itself by His grace which will draw these things near to us. How wonderful is that? Only He can ensure such wonderfulness. This is THE Law of Attraction.
May you know Him better than you did yesterday.
Hersheys signing off.
26.12.06
The reality.
Sometimes, we are denials. We try our very best to deny some things that we cannot accept in this world. It only caused us more misery and pain that we cannot explain. Just like mysef, used to deny that the world is a horrible place full of violence and corruption, evil and vice. But in the end, I only put myself into misery and the rage in my heart escalated higher and higher each time I am reminded of these ugly world.
That, some of you say, is the reality.
Yes, you are right. That is the reality. In the real world, only the small fish get caught in the high profile crimes while the big fish are fearlessly reaping their filthy wealth from exploiting the small fish. In the real world, crooks continue to rape thier own children without minding the consequences to the children's life. In the real world, selfish people are doing all they can to survive even if it costs their loved ones a big deal. In the real world... so much evil and injustice... every corner... every second.
Eat your own words if you cannot accept that. That is the reality. Accept it, huh?
You gotta admit that no matter how positively you tried to view things, ultimately, the real negative side remains in your mind, or even worse, in your heart. And no matter what you do, these evil continues. Can you live with that?
Yes, let me repeat what you said to me: THAT'S THE REALITY. ACCEPT IT.
Many times in my years of study of law (and continuing), I questioned myself hard: Why am I studying so hard if in the end when I become the lawyer things won't be any different? The law will continue to be exploited and misused. People will still ignore their rights and disregard the law. I am trapped between what I expect the law should do after long-hard years of studying and what will eventually happen. Just like Light in Death Note. I feel like throwing my law books away because the real crooks get away, anyway.
Light had the means to avenge the real crooks with the Death Note. I wish I could access to something that ensures REAL justice like Light. But first, I gotta accept the reality i.e. in this real world, there is no REAL justice. No laws on this earth can be perfect.
Step 1 - Check. I accepted the reality.
Step 2 - Seek access to means which provides REAL justice.
Hmmm..now that is hard. I can't find anything in this world that fulfills that requirement. Can you? Perhaps we should look elsewhere... Matthew 7:7 "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you."
I have to accept the reality that the world is full of evil, that life can be unfair, that nothing is perfect in this world, and nothing can provide REAL justice here in this place because like I said, that is the reality. The discontent in me led to me to seek for something REAL, something or someone REAL, that can comfort me in the midst of all the evil in this world by providing REAL justice. I couldn't find it here in this place, but I found it in Him, alone... Psalm 1:6 For the LORD watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish.
I am not God. Therefore I cannot change the world or ensure REAL justice by myself. But I can do a small part by being one of the tools used by Him for His purpose. The reality is only God can provide real justice. Accept it. That is the reality.
God bless you always and forever.
The burden in my heart to post this has been lifted off..phew!!
That, some of you say, is the reality.
Yes, you are right. That is the reality. In the real world, only the small fish get caught in the high profile crimes while the big fish are fearlessly reaping their filthy wealth from exploiting the small fish. In the real world, crooks continue to rape thier own children without minding the consequences to the children's life. In the real world, selfish people are doing all they can to survive even if it costs their loved ones a big deal. In the real world... so much evil and injustice... every corner... every second.
Eat your own words if you cannot accept that. That is the reality. Accept it, huh?
You gotta admit that no matter how positively you tried to view things, ultimately, the real negative side remains in your mind, or even worse, in your heart. And no matter what you do, these evil continues. Can you live with that?
Yes, let me repeat what you said to me: THAT'S THE REALITY. ACCEPT IT.
Many times in my years of study of law (and continuing), I questioned myself hard: Why am I studying so hard if in the end when I become the lawyer things won't be any different? The law will continue to be exploited and misused. People will still ignore their rights and disregard the law. I am trapped between what I expect the law should do after long-hard years of studying and what will eventually happen. Just like Light in Death Note. I feel like throwing my law books away because the real crooks get away, anyway.
Light had the means to avenge the real crooks with the Death Note. I wish I could access to something that ensures REAL justice like Light. But first, I gotta accept the reality i.e. in this real world, there is no REAL justice. No laws on this earth can be perfect.
Step 1 - Check. I accepted the reality.
Step 2 - Seek access to means which provides REAL justice.
Hmmm..now that is hard. I can't find anything in this world that fulfills that requirement. Can you? Perhaps we should look elsewhere... Matthew 7:7 "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you."
I have to accept the reality that the world is full of evil, that life can be unfair, that nothing is perfect in this world, and nothing can provide REAL justice here in this place because like I said, that is the reality. The discontent in me led to me to seek for something REAL, something or someone REAL, that can comfort me in the midst of all the evil in this world by providing REAL justice. I couldn't find it here in this place, but I found it in Him, alone... Psalm 1:6 For the LORD watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish.
I am not God. Therefore I cannot change the world or ensure REAL justice by myself. But I can do a small part by being one of the tools used by Him for His purpose. The reality is only God can provide real justice. Accept it. That is the reality.
God bless you always and forever.
The burden in my heart to post this has been lifted off..phew!!
18.12.06
Year-End Post
The Lord has blessed me abundantly in ways that no other can replace. I thank Him for His mercies have kept me freom being consumed. No one can satisfy besides my Saviour, and this post records some of the blessings that He bestowed upon me in 2006.
1. He provided a cloud over me as I walked to church so that I will not be scorched.
2. He provided a cab just 3 seconds after I prayed for one to go home.
3. When I felt like I lost Him, He mercifully returned to my side.
4. He said, "I have never left you."
5. Financial blessings to further my studies in KL.
6. He provided shelter to me in KL.
7. By His plan, a spiritual friend was introduced to me on a bus ride back to Penang.
8. The salvation of a primary school friend with whom I have lost touch for many years.
9. His guidance.
10. 6 consecutive green lights on my way to fetch my aunt so that I could beat the jam.
11. The rain that cools my room.
12. The sun that dry my clothes.
13. Food for my stomach and soul.
14. The right timing for all things that happen in my life.
15. His faithfulness and love for me in times of trial.
16. Wonderful and loving siblings in Christ.
17. He revealed to me how amazing heaven is going to be.
18. Financial blessings and blessings in other forms to bless others.
19. A roommate whose faith in Jesus that was shaken badly by a painful experience in life. Through living with her, He taught me how to share the good news.
20. His protection over me wherever I go.
21. Good health.
22. Journey-mercies.
23. According to His plan: bumping into many old friends so that I can catch up with them after all those years.
24. An understanding family.
25. An awesome grandmother who loves me very much.
26. The boy who willingly borrowed me his handphone so that I could make a call to TY when my phone's battery went flat.
27. Everyone I met at SWEEP.
28. The good times at SWEEP.
29. The experience of having no place to go to and no food to eat. Poverty taught me so much about God's heart for the needy.
30. 2nd Upper.
31. New handphone :P
32. A dress (finally!!) hehe.
33. Not burning down the kitchen when I cooked dinner.
34. He provided an opprtunity for me to serve in church.
35. He prepared my heart to accept some things and went ahead of me to make sure the road is on that I can walk.
36. A wonderful landlady.
37. A class with over 300 students. My attentiveness in class has increased tremendously because of this, thanks to God.
And the list goes on. But I will end here for this post. I guess if I continued, I would not be able to sleep until the morning of the 1 January 2007.
Merry Christmas and Happy 2007!!
1. He provided a cloud over me as I walked to church so that I will not be scorched.
2. He provided a cab just 3 seconds after I prayed for one to go home.
3. When I felt like I lost Him, He mercifully returned to my side.
4. He said, "I have never left you."
5. Financial blessings to further my studies in KL.
6. He provided shelter to me in KL.
7. By His plan, a spiritual friend was introduced to me on a bus ride back to Penang.
8. The salvation of a primary school friend with whom I have lost touch for many years.
9. His guidance.
10. 6 consecutive green lights on my way to fetch my aunt so that I could beat the jam.
11. The rain that cools my room.
12. The sun that dry my clothes.
13. Food for my stomach and soul.
14. The right timing for all things that happen in my life.
15. His faithfulness and love for me in times of trial.
16. Wonderful and loving siblings in Christ.
17. He revealed to me how amazing heaven is going to be.
18. Financial blessings and blessings in other forms to bless others.
19. A roommate whose faith in Jesus that was shaken badly by a painful experience in life. Through living with her, He taught me how to share the good news.
20. His protection over me wherever I go.
21. Good health.
22. Journey-mercies.
23. According to His plan: bumping into many old friends so that I can catch up with them after all those years.
24. An understanding family.
25. An awesome grandmother who loves me very much.
26. The boy who willingly borrowed me his handphone so that I could make a call to TY when my phone's battery went flat.
27. Everyone I met at SWEEP.
28. The good times at SWEEP.
29. The experience of having no place to go to and no food to eat. Poverty taught me so much about God's heart for the needy.
30. 2nd Upper.
31. New handphone :P
32. A dress (finally!!) hehe.
33. Not burning down the kitchen when I cooked dinner.
34. He provided an opprtunity for me to serve in church.
35. He prepared my heart to accept some things and went ahead of me to make sure the road is on that I can walk.
36. A wonderful landlady.
37. A class with over 300 students. My attentiveness in class has increased tremendously because of this, thanks to God.
And the list goes on. But I will end here for this post. I guess if I continued, I would not be able to sleep until the morning of the 1 January 2007.
Merry Christmas and Happy 2007!!
10.11.06
A Little Survey.
So many surveys, ranging from very personal matters to not-so-personal matters, have been posted on Friendster. They have somehow prompted me to ask some really silly and really directionless questions about me and others sround me sometimes.
So, one fine day on my way to dinner, this little question for a little survey of myself popped into my head. I am posting it on this blog. And the question goes:
If there was someone that you would like to eliminate from this world, who would it be?
Hehe, my first answer was no other than the devil himself. I thought 'How much better will this world be without him around'. But then again, God uses him for His purposes sometimes. So, maybe not eliminate him.
Now, to my second answer, and some of you will surely disagree with me (you are entitled to do that. This is my blog and thus I am merely expressing my personal views. There is nothing wrong if you think opposite to me.), is Jolin Tsai.
You are probably wondering why this is my answer. Hehe. It all began when I first heard her 'sang'. Yeah, she can dance, and so does many other people. And, almost all the guys I meet in KL dreamed to have her as their girlfriend. Why? Because of her cup G boobs. These guys I met dread to go to her concert in December just to see her dance (according to them. Well, I see a lot of yoga movements) and her body. Hello? I thought it was a concert. Duh!!
Chill, this is just a survey, and it is just for fun. Don't take it too seriously, ok? :P No elimination.
So, one fine day on my way to dinner, this little question for a little survey of myself popped into my head. I am posting it on this blog. And the question goes:
If there was someone that you would like to eliminate from this world, who would it be?
Hehe, my first answer was no other than the devil himself. I thought 'How much better will this world be without him around'. But then again, God uses him for His purposes sometimes. So, maybe not eliminate him.
Now, to my second answer, and some of you will surely disagree with me (you are entitled to do that. This is my blog and thus I am merely expressing my personal views. There is nothing wrong if you think opposite to me.), is Jolin Tsai.
You are probably wondering why this is my answer. Hehe. It all began when I first heard her 'sang'. Yeah, she can dance, and so does many other people. And, almost all the guys I meet in KL dreamed to have her as their girlfriend. Why? Because of her cup G boobs. These guys I met dread to go to her concert in December just to see her dance (according to them. Well, I see a lot of yoga movements) and her body. Hello? I thought it was a concert. Duh!!
Chill, this is just a survey, and it is just for fun. Don't take it too seriously, ok? :P No elimination.
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