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Tuesday, June 29, 2004
this month has been a rather challenging one for me. i've made many silly, minor and major mistakes. the worst thing about making mistakes in my case is trying to forget the shame, the guilt, the regret and push on forward.
i sat on the mattress lying on the floor with my cell leader discussing about my future. sounds self-indulgent right? but i've no qualms about it and i'm grateful for the patience and longsuffering qualities of my cell/church leader. something she said still lingers in my mind but it's not something negative. i can't fill in all the details here like why she said it and the context she said this statement in but the gist of it: to refuse to be bullied any further and stand up to the bully.
well. i hate confrontations. i hate it when i go with one agenda in my mind and get spun about through the entire process such that i emerge from the confrontation utterly confused about how i really feel. i have this sinking feeling that i've either just been bullied to submission again or the mental strain to accept defeat as a learning process. and then, there's the whole thing about the meek shall inherit the earth and turning the other cheek when slapped. how and where do i draw the line?
but this particular bully in my life... oh i do get quite mad when all my buttons are pushed to the max. yes i get hysterical but i don't want an emotional breakdown. i want sweet justice. i want the unspoken word of judgement pronounced in heaven and earth such that i will no longer need any more comfort from people. it will be then that i will know that i know, it's finished.
i'm still wondering.. can life wait for God? will He give us the grace to bare our grit for one more season and not be reduced to a wilting pulp again? it is such a torture to experience injustice and feel completely helpless in the face of it. meanwhile, His mercy is so clearly evident in the bully's life and somehow, i sense His love for both my enemies and friends.
i know how it feels when He does not seem to be giving any ready answers but i can wait. i've only one lifetime anyway. And if He is merciful to my enemy, than how much more to me? i don't have anything else to cling to except His promises..
i would have fainted,
unless i believed,
that i'll see the goodness
of the Lord
in the land of the living..
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
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lately i've been sleeping at 2am. i like to blame it on the slow connection speed that my computer is running on but i think i'm doing too many pointless things on the web. anyway, i'm usually an early sleeper and an early riser since i realised that most people start calling me after 10am... this means that i don't get a long uninterrupted sleep afterall.
in the grumps right now but it'll be ok as soon as i get my head on the soft cotton pillow. today i drove out of the circuit onto the "real" road. haha. very fun. the instructor was like so are you scared to drive on the main road? in my mind i was going finally siah! at last, we can get on with the lesson and i can save my moolahs. driving lessons at the driving school is rather expensive as they cost $58.80 per lesson that lasts 2 hours. after my 5th lesson, i'm beginning to understand why i enjoy driving so much. getting the piece of metal to work properly involves a part of my brain that has been dormant for sooo long.. i am a couch a potato and any hand-eye coordination comes from eating and channel surfing simultaneously and other slacker activities of the likes like that. So i'm thrilled with the car. suddenly it reminds me of those crazy days playing mario brothers on nintendo..
yikes i'm rambling and going bonkus. i borrowed some really good books, deemed so as i gave them a glance or two. i got one by gunter gras called the flounder. so far the man's writing is a hoot! hilarious.. wit that swings me into two extreme opinions. he's a genious or he's just plain mad. i love it. some french poet i've never heard of and can't remember his name. will mention him in later posts when i actually get down to serious, focused reading. the last is tolkein's translation of sir gawain.. blah blah poems. another one that just tickled my fancy. oh well, i do hope i get to them before the tv, the social life, responsibilities or sheer slackerdom takes the edge off my desire to read.. But then again there's brian bailey's exposition on the book of hebrews that is absolutely fascinating to me in my current spiritual condition. hmm..
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
it's either blogger or my browser that's insane. the updates on my site are not showing at the regular address. to see them, you will probably have to add www in front of the entire address.. if this does not work then... it's ok.. i'm fine anyway and quite sleepy.. and sticky.. need that long delayed bath now..
Monday, June 14, 2004
back from slackerdom and now for some updates.
church camp at sentosa scripture union camp site
i was a complete buffon at the games. kept tripping, falling and being a total clutz. my clumsy antics reached a climax when i exclaimed "SHIT!" at the candle that blew out at the umpteenth time. the horrors that come out of my lips haha. when i told my mum about it, she astutely pointed out that the reason for clumsy me is that i've hardly been exercising at all. spot on. after one full day of intensive games, my thighs were aching. every time i climbed the steps to my dorm, my muscles squealed in pain. i did a postmortem with my friends on my unfitness and my 10 minute bath. needed to inject a little craziness into camp life.. but then my team won all the games inspite of me. which puts a totally new spin to what my pastor says: "God can use you, inspite of you, and God can use you because of you". despite their ineffectual, blur team leader (moi), we won all the games and the cheer. whoppee.. and our prize was a bag of cheezios and this amazing konyaku jelly which prompted me to buy a second bag for snacking time..
best moment of the camp: when pastor prayed for me and put an end to my doubts and fears on alot of things. That encounter with God has spurred me on in my spiritual life and really encouraged me during this dry and testing period.
And the most spooky moment in the camp: when pastor said that he had a feeling that some of us in the room won't live to see 30, 40, 50. well that does not bother me as much as it intrigues me. i couldn't help but wanted to retain a mental picture of that moment in time, all of my friend's faces, what they are like now etc. it doesn't bother me coz when death comes, you'll know that most of your life has led you to that point and it doesn't happen suddenly.. well, that's what i think at least. and so, the only scary thing about death is when it happens, and you don't know why the moment has come. then death is sudden and ruthless.
days after church camp
got another camp next week in malacca. i've been learning driving and i think it's fun. hope today i can go out of the circuit and onto the road at last. i had cramps last night but it's going away. i teared again yesterday in front of my church friends. i hope they don't think i'm horribly depressed because truth is that i tear very easily. yes in my younger days, i was a cry baby and now.. hmm.. i say we'll see. i'm really enthusiastically looking forward to my church friend's wedding. she used to watch over me when i first came to church. i can't say that we have been in constant contact over the years but she is a special person to me. Her wedding is a significant event in my life as well coz i think i will be married too about the same time as she did.. she just graduated from NIE and any big plans for me i think will be around that time too..
so other then that, i'm just enjoying slackerdom while it lasts *sob*. i'm reading all of endo's stuff and baking cookies. these sunny days are wonderously long and lazy..
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
this couldn't wait for the morning light... my friend is saved!!!!
i received the sms from her about exceedingly good news, "beyond my imagination".. the thoughts were running through my mind: could it be a job, a new guy, a what? But then i thought that the only good news i really wanted to hear was that she has met God and is saved. i thought more about it as i dried my hair and thought how good the news, how sweet the sound will be. i knew nothing else, even a new job, a new posting or a new guy really mattered..
i've known her ever since my secondary (high) school days. have invited her to church several times and she's been there and seen it all but never took that step to invite Jesus into her life. i've prayed on occasions for her to be safe. have to be honest, i've not been consistent in my prayers for her... i can't believe it. it's so good God. You finally did it. It's amazing. in two days, her perspective of life is already different. she talks different. she sees things differently. she sees at last that God is in her life, in all of its ups and downs. i don't know whether to cry or laugh! i'm simply overwhelmed by your goodness God.
and to think i was feeling discouraged these few days about the tertiary camp that my church was organising. i was wondering if we were doing the right thing and if our efforts were all in vain. several things have gone wrong during the planning and preparation. i screwed up the tshirt colour, the file and papers are not exactly in perfect order but they will have to do.. a last minute skit which i had only time to rehearse twice..not many non-believers invited to the church camp...
But today, hearing the salvation of my friend i am truly, deeply moved. i know that all the tears and sweat, frustration and despair, desperate prayers over long hours.. all this is worth it just for that one soul and when that one soul returns to God, how it brings joy to His heart. i just wanna say God that everything i've gone through in ministry, in my personal life.. and will go through in the future.. everything is worth it God.
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