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profile Walking by faith is something easy to say, but hard to do especially when things don't go as planned. But we try all the same, and I'm no exception. This blog is in some ways cathartic, in others a means for me to pen my thoughts and struggles as I walk this life and learn to trust God more with each passing day. tag archives May 2004 June 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 friends and credits skin by: Jane |
Wednesday, June 18, 2008 @ 11:28 PM
i'm still here! Just in case it might seem I went off to a place where noone can find me... I'm still here in Singapore sitting on a rickety red chair in my cosy old bedroom located in the hippest neighbourhood ever, Bukit Panjang. ;) I have been involved a lot in church (you might have noticed that...) - the recent weeks especially, what with the youth camp, daily prayer meetings at 730am in the morning, visitations for children's church, dialect church this weekend, services and cell group, assignments for bible school, and this week, 10 sermons to write for a preaching test the whole of next week. Speaking of the youth camp, it was awesome! I especially appreciate the friends who took the time to come for the pageant... thank you, your presence meant a lot to me. :) By sheer tyco (or better phrased, God's grace haha) I won third, and I am happy. When I got home with the poster on one hand and flowers on the other, the anger that my parents felt before the camp about my increasing committment to church kind of dissipated. Haha! Then my little sister went of to Australia for a school trip (she just got back today). Looking at her brimming with excitement really, really reminded me of my sec 2 trip to Gold Coast, which still remains in my memories as one of the best school trips I've been to. Not that I've been to a lot anyway, but it was fantastic, that place and the company. I've to wake up very very early tomorrow for morning prayer! Pastor Kong is teaching us the whole of this week, and so far it has been amazing. Because he is powerfully anointed, yet at the same time so endearing to all of us. 'Everything feels weird, jie.' (that's my sis behind me lying on the bed) I totally understand what she means. Coming back from a fun trip with friends makes you wish you can stay in that place forever. I want to travel again soon!!   Very nostalgic now. Haha. Sunday, June 08, 2008 @ 11:32 PM
world peace. ;) I'm going to be a finalist in a pageant organised by City Harvest Church! Here are the details: Haute Couture Night 10th June, Tuesday 7pm Cuppage Plaza (somerset mrt, near OG building) Do lend me your support if you can! :) * * * I feel stretched, in every sense of the word. In my family, especially. It hurts when the ones closest to you are hurting because of the very thing you want them to feel loved about, not hurt. Am I doing the right thing? Am I sacrificing too much for God? Every tear you cry is a diamond in My hands. I see what you're going through. I will be with you, wherever you go... just trust in Me. Help me to do that, God. Sunday, June 01, 2008 @ 1:10 AM
So I stay near the door. I stay near the door. I neither go too far in, nor stay too far out, the door is the most important door in the world - It is the door through which people walk when they find God. There's no use my going way inside, and staying there, When so many are still outside and they, as much as I, Crave to know where the door is. And all that so many ever find Is only the wall where a door ought to be. They creep along the wall like blind people, With outstretched, groping hands, Feeling for a door, knowing there must be a door, Yet they never find it... So I stay near the foor. The most tremendous thing in the world Is for people to find that door - the door to God. The most important thing anyone can do Is to take hold of one of those blind, groping hands, And to put in on the latch - the latch that only clicks And opens to the person's own touch. People die outside that door, as starving beggars die On cold nights in cruel cities in the dead of winter - Die for want of what is within their grasp. They live, on the other side of it - live because they have found it. Nothing else matters compared to helping them find it, And open it, and walk in, and find Him... So I stay near the door. - Sam Shoemaker ---------------------------------------------------------- I was waiting to pay for my purchases in Popular bookstore at the plaza this evening, when I saw the lady before me pay for a novel that has the title, splashed red and clear, 'GOD IS NOT GREAT. ' Immediately I felt like someone kicked my stomach, so after I paid for my blank cds I walked over to the shelves and found the book and started to flip through its pages. As I flipped, other thoughts came to my mind, most of them nagging doubts that bothered me the past week. 'God, how could You have allowed so many of them to die in the cyclone and earthquake in Myanmar and China?' The book was really wordy, so I merely caught a few ideas, one of them being arguments against design - the example used being the retina of the human eye; the writer said that because the retina was really oddly and weirdly structured, the Designer couldn't have made it if He were that intelligent. Hmmmm. Then how do you explain the O2 and N2 composition in the air - a little different in ratio, and we'll all die. The tilt of the earth in a very specific angle - a little different, and we'll all fall off the earth. And I can go on and on about the amazing features of planet earth and all its living, which point to a Designer, a Creator, a God. So why did He allow those earthquakes and cyclones to kill so many people? There are answers, but none of them can quench totally this sense of unfairness that instinctively creeps up when I see the children crying because they lost their parents, or the severely injured being carried into hospitals. I look up from my laptop now, and on my board there is a note which says: 'Our circumstances are not an accurate reflection of God's goodness. Whether life is good or bad, God's goodness, rooted in His character, is the same. ' - Helen Grace Lescheid Some call it stubbornness, stupidity, being naive, gullible - but it's faith. Without doubt, faith cannot exist. Sometimes I don't know why things happen the way they do in this world... but I trust Him for the provision. And we see it - aid pouring in from everywhere, just for the victims of the quake to rebuild their lives. So I'm still staying near the door. |