Church is not a building. It has always been us.
You don't need a pastor to get people saved.
Life is not going to end the moment we die, and knowing someone you love doesn't know that, is really heartbreaking.
Why is region such a sensitive issue that people tend to shun away from it?
Sunday, December 06, 2015
Friday, November 13, 2015
Not Forgotten
I waited... waiting for the day that I can be back.
Exiled, if this was truly what was spoken to me... has it been finished?
Yet today, I feel it once again, as I have felt it long ago when you called me, that insignificant small little teenager.
That same old presence, the agony that I had to go through, that once again allowed myself to focus on you.
So many has happened. Were you there? It's not you, it's me... Yet You know... You know...
And there today, beyond everything else, the small still voice... the comforting presence... that same familiarity... How long has it been?
Too long, that I was about to forsake myself, and think that all has been for naught.
Writing and pausing. Pausing and writing as tears flows. Exasperated and overwhelmed by this familiarity and longing and indulge and enjoyment and sensitivity of things beyond what I can comprehend.
Yea... wait a bit more. wait a bit more.
For in due season, everything will fall into place, and all regrets and wrongs will be made right.
The one piece of puzzle that will invert all meanings of you think it is. That one gear that will click and move everything into place.
Even in the midst of wandering aimlessly through the desert of life cause by the very same people I call family, you have been sustaining me. Everyday of life laced with sorrow even if there is happiness will be lifted and rivers of joy and completeness will flow.
All that you think you have missed out; the love, the relationship, the amazing possibilities and opportunities... He has not forgotten about it.
Hold all these memories, do not forget. For it will be used, to guide you back.
This life, is not even a vapour amidst the ocean for what is to come.
Exiled, if this was truly what was spoken to me... has it been finished?
Yet today, I feel it once again, as I have felt it long ago when you called me, that insignificant small little teenager.
That same old presence, the agony that I had to go through, that once again allowed myself to focus on you.
So many has happened. Were you there? It's not you, it's me... Yet You know... You know...
And there today, beyond everything else, the small still voice... the comforting presence... that same familiarity... How long has it been?
Too long, that I was about to forsake myself, and think that all has been for naught.
Writing and pausing. Pausing and writing as tears flows. Exasperated and overwhelmed by this familiarity and longing and indulge and enjoyment and sensitivity of things beyond what I can comprehend.
Yea... wait a bit more. wait a bit more.
For in due season, everything will fall into place, and all regrets and wrongs will be made right.
The one piece of puzzle that will invert all meanings of you think it is. That one gear that will click and move everything into place.
Even in the midst of wandering aimlessly through the desert of life cause by the very same people I call family, you have been sustaining me. Everyday of life laced with sorrow even if there is happiness will be lifted and rivers of joy and completeness will flow.
All that you think you have missed out; the love, the relationship, the amazing possibilities and opportunities... He has not forgotten about it.
Hold all these memories, do not forget. For it will be used, to guide you back.
This life, is not even a vapour amidst the ocean for what is to come.
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
Meaning
When some things contradict each other, you should look at the opposite side of everything. And when the meanings behind the seemingly unnatural actions are made clear, a completely different answer might be reached...
Justice can become evil.
Reality can become an illusion.
Meaning can be found in something that appears meaningless.
Then... think, and find the answers for yourselves.
A human ceases to be once he or she stops thinking.
Justice can become evil.
Reality can become an illusion.
Meaning can be found in something that appears meaningless.
Then... think, and find the answers for yourselves.
A human ceases to be once he or she stops thinking.
Friday, July 25, 2014
Why?
God. Im feelin better now.. I know God, there's a purpose for everything under heaven. Guide me n teach me... God...
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Relive Life
Today under the big dark sky, I wept in His presence.
Wept over the years I've seemingly lost and wasted.. wept over the relationships that could have bloomed and prospered.
Perhaps it's just me. Perhaps it's meant to be.
Yet after the tears gone halfway dry, I know I can't continue on this sober mess.
Hopefully this will be the year my confidence comes back.
God.. give me a chance to relive life as I longfully want to live.
Wept over the years I've seemingly lost and wasted.. wept over the relationships that could have bloomed and prospered.
Perhaps it's just me. Perhaps it's meant to be.
Yet after the tears gone halfway dry, I know I can't continue on this sober mess.
Hopefully this will be the year my confidence comes back.
God.. give me a chance to relive life as I longfully want to live.
Saturday, June 22, 2013
I really wish all the best to Eng Han and the Business Breakthrough Group...
No one stands any place to make comment. Let God handle it.
http://mrslightnfriends.com
No one stands any place to make comment. Let God handle it.
http://mrslightnfriends.com
Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Should Not...
As I walked towards MBS and gazed over the man-made body of water, known to bring good fengshui, I pondered of how the clouds raced across the sunlit canyons formed by the steep skyscrapers, creating a stark comparison of light and darkness.
Standing at a juncture between them, filled full of apprehension to choose darkness over light. To forsake one and embrace another in this life of 'me' that's quickly passing by...
I looked at life and laughed!
Oh, how when love is crushed in the name of the Lord can change a person, and how stupefied I am that things would turn out like this...
I looked at my post above and laughed!
Cause, I realized God is still the only one that I'm going to live for, despite being angry, not being able to understand and wanting to be rebellious and yell at God for what has happened...
We desire things that we know we should not get. However, why do we not achieve happiness when we did exactly that...
Though the heart aches, I tell myself that I should not get. Yet daily, the heart reminds you of the sadness that it has...
"Lord, if indeed I am the person you meant for me to be, You gotta remind me of it again... in a way that I know can only come from You..."
Anyway... Happy Labour Day to all. *Hi-Five :|
Standing at a juncture between them, filled full of apprehension to choose darkness over light. To forsake one and embrace another in this life of 'me' that's quickly passing by...
I looked at life and laughed!
Oh, how when love is crushed in the name of the Lord can change a person, and how stupefied I am that things would turn out like this...
I looked at my post above and laughed!
Cause, I realized God is still the only one that I'm going to live for, despite being angry, not being able to understand and wanting to be rebellious and yell at God for what has happened...
We desire things that we know we should not get. However, why do we not achieve happiness when we did exactly that...
Though the heart aches, I tell myself that I should not get. Yet daily, the heart reminds you of the sadness that it has...
"Lord, if indeed I am the person you meant for me to be, You gotta remind me of it again... in a way that I know can only come from You..."
Anyway... Happy Labour Day to all. *Hi-Five :|
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
New Chapter...
I'm back...
As the plane swirled around the sky and begin it's landng at the airport, a song on the plane begin to play. Precised in its timing. Extraordinary in terms of condition. Amazed was I...
As the song played, my heart wept. I was asking God for a sign and I think this was it, something that I very much needed to hear.
I couldn't hold back the tears in my heart. It's time to go back...
Time to make friends like those I used to have. Start to attend church again. Start to pick back those pieces that I have left behind years back...
As the plane swirled around the sky and begin it's landng at the airport, a song on the plane begin to play. Precised in its timing. Extraordinary in terms of condition. Amazed was I...
As the song played, my heart wept. I was asking God for a sign and I think this was it, something that I very much needed to hear.
I couldn't hold back the tears in my heart. It's time to go back...
Time to make friends like those I used to have. Start to attend church again. Start to pick back those pieces that I have left behind years back...
Monday, August 06, 2012
A dear buddy called recently, and we chatted on the phone for almost 2 hours. It didn't felt like 2 hours in fact that I wondd ered if my phone was faulty, being a new phone all and all.
Suddenly I missed all those times in past that I would have different people calling me and chatting through the wee of the night for hours. We'll laugh. Some of them will cry. We talk about secrets so deep I find it so shiok at times being who I am. Thinking about it, 90% of the time, they're talking. 9% of the time are my response of Ah Ya Orh etc to show I'm awake and the remaining 1% of the time, I'm talking. (And sometimes when I write, I'm just joking)
In life, there are some friends that I really thank God for. People who respect you for who you are. Someone who wants to be your friend because of just who you are. It's about who you really are regardless of whatever circumstances or position you are in, because of who you are.
No mask, no masquerade. No need to worry how they will look at you. No explanation needed.
No need to tell them that, because you know, and they know. Sometimes both will wonder, but that's the fun of it.
It's not standing on a stage telling someone that you are being very open, or that you are showing yourself as simple as you can, saying that you are being just who you are.
It wouldn't work, because the moment you have to do that, you're just telling them that you have to do that because they were never close to you.
...Such friends are truly rare through and through the Earth 7 times up and beneath.
...
Yet I no longer have the desire to strive to cherish such things.
I still do cherish. I do. But I don't strive to.
There are things that aren't everlasting, and human behaviours are definitely one of them. For one moment you can be close, and another moment, they'll flip like roti prata.
I'll say what I want to say, for probably that's the purpose of my call.
To let go and see the world I probably would never see, and do things I probably never would do, should I be tied down to these things that I would have if I have stubbornly hold on to.
To see the world God wants me to see, and do the things He wants me to do.
That's, me.
Suddenly I missed all those times in past that I would have different people calling me and chatting through the wee of the night for hours. We'll laugh. Some of them will cry. We talk about secrets so deep I find it so shiok at times being who I am. Thinking about it, 90% of the time, they're talking. 9% of the time are my response of Ah Ya Orh etc to show I'm awake and the remaining 1% of the time, I'm talking. (And sometimes when I write, I'm just joking)
In life, there are some friends that I really thank God for. People who respect you for who you are. Someone who wants to be your friend because of just who you are. It's about who you really are regardless of whatever circumstances or position you are in, because of who you are.
No mask, no masquerade. No need to worry how they will look at you. No explanation needed.
No need to tell them that, because you know, and they know. Sometimes both will wonder, but that's the fun of it.
It's not standing on a stage telling someone that you are being very open, or that you are showing yourself as simple as you can, saying that you are being just who you are.
It wouldn't work, because the moment you have to do that, you're just telling them that you have to do that because they were never close to you.
...Such friends are truly rare through and through the Earth 7 times up and beneath.
...
Yet I no longer have the desire to strive to cherish such things.
I still do cherish. I do. But I don't strive to.
There are things that aren't everlasting, and human behaviours are definitely one of them. For one moment you can be close, and another moment, they'll flip like roti prata.
I'll say what I want to say, for probably that's the purpose of my call.
To let go and see the world I probably would never see, and do things I probably never would do, should I be tied down to these things that I would have if I have stubbornly hold on to.
To see the world God wants me to see, and do the things He wants me to do.
That's, me.
Sunday, July 01, 2012
Friday, June 29, 2012
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
Till now, you who were quick to judge your own brethren, have you found any to blame?
Therefore, expect the world to pass down judgement in the same way upon you as you have done to your own!
You who were appalled by what was done to you, why then had you chosen to practice the same to those you called your family...
As you have done to your own, did you think you wouldn't experience the same?
"...By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another."
Where's the love you had in the beginning, that you would choose to sacrifice that which is eternal, for something that is fleeting...
You strive to protect your image and the wholeness of a system & operation, and that's when you cast away the depth of your heart...
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