I have wanted to write this post about few days ago, but i felt not inspiration to do so until today.
Life just comes and go in the blink of an eye. I once thought to myself that when we are younger we attend relatively quite a few birthday parties bu this will take a curve for the same person when we aged.
The departure ceremony.
What i notice interestingly about how we come onto earth is that, we leave that womb with our fist tightly closed as if we want to grab everything. It seems like the whole world revolves around us. More often than not, isn’t that true? We live in a world, that everyone tries to grab whatever they can. Whatever we can hold, resemblance our worth.
Yet have you attended a wake before? When a person leaves our physical world, they leave with their fist wide open. It is only then that they realized that they cannot take the materials of this world with them. I wonder, why do we need to wait till we are near the point of death to only come to our senses that what the word says is true?
Whoever wants to keep his life will lose it, but …
I think it’s time to open up our fist and time to give back to what God has given to us.
Hoe
Just as growing old is inevitable, pain is a process where no one can be dichotomy about. However, there are different causes of pain. Of which, i believe there are two.
One of such pain is a result due to sin- which i honestly think it’s a waste of energy. While the other is godliness pain. This is when one feels the pain upon struggling. It’s like when one chooses to do what places a smile on the creator, the mockery he might undergo. But such pain are gold in colour. This is because they will shape us up to be who the creator wants us to be.
For God knows my stomach, I have been eating like mad. Need to go for more runs and swim. 
And i’m quite happy to limit my food budget to 7bucks a day! 
It has been relatively successful for the past 3 days!
hoe
Thank God, that it’s finally Sunday! I wouldn’t have scrape through my entire last week without friends that allow me to rant such as Sentosa, Joshua, Xin Ru and my beloved NC3. Truly appreciate those words such as JIA YOU from Xin ru and not forgetting my sweet fabulous care group who send me a long text of affirmation. Thank You, friends. But most importantly, i really want to shout out to God for sustaining me throughout these few days with your presence.
Though the week has come to an end, i still choose not to plan it because as promise i insist on spending an extended time with my Lord. Tentatively, it would be a Thursday! Well, i still choose not to think about it until tomorrow.
Even as my day is shutting it’s wings toward me, the thought of work tomorrow somehow detest me to the core of my being. But still, you will find a way into my heart.
I LOVE SUNDAY. LIKE SERIOUSLY.
and i’m a lousy friend! I haven’t even celebrate Keith and Jang birthday! Plus my hair is too long. Need to cut it.
Dichotomy maybe one of the common peculiar scuffle that a spirit led person might possibly encounter. As much as we wish to demise those areas that engulfed but they are the similar situations that pumped a sudden adrenaline which leads us to our own masochism.
Even though such masochism may allow us to be oblivious to the surrounding, but the spirit isn’t silent at all. The voice lingers and seeks to captivate the heart, but the outcome would still remain in a decision by us.
When that happens, all i can say is that we all have to practice self hegemony if not we will be no different from the rest. The spirit has done his part, but ours would be a great deal of self hegemony.
Sometimes, i do find my sinner sight of me rather irksome.
God, thank you for going through my day with me
My heart is beating. What about yours?
Filed under: family, friends, likings, my endeavor, random thoughts, relationships
I love my new heart! So glad that the old heart is taken away within minutes and here comes the new one that is beating alive and fresh in my body and soul!
I’m loving it
Anyhow! I just want to shout it out loud that i really respect the people in my NC3.Though outwardly we might look like any other people, but they individuals who loves God by putting him as priority and stand up for this family. Honestly, this is one care group that have changed my entire perspective.
I heart my new heart.
Presenting Isabel and Sharon!
the MEOW wei!
JIA LING!
Isabel and Sharon again. But this time Isabel wearing shades!
Jamie!
JUST HIM.
hoe
Humans are both resistant and adaptable to changes. The motivation behind either respond simply lies if they ever see any worth in it.
Not everyone is born a leader, but they choose to be a leader. A leader doesn’t start with just a sudden urge rather an inspiration, vision or direction. Far more than that, the leader who sustains is someone who has personalized it for themselves. When one is called a leader, the notion would be they are self motivated to pursue their dreams and passion. So by this, there is a shift in personality if they were phlegmatic in the past. Hence, the personality changes with respect to the position expectation. But the truth is, who will choose to take on a new suit of personality unless they see the worth in it.
Young ones, dream. Internalized your vision, dreams and all for that will keep you focus till the end. But what will sustain you, is the fuel from within.
Filed under: convictions, events, illuminate, my endeavor, race, relationships
Traveling aboard is something that many youths would be delighted do if given the opportunity. Certainly, this is a general assumption but with strong validity from personal experiences and the proportion of youths traveling aboard with their peers. This is only true for such an era like this, which can be narrowed down to greater affluence. Such affluence gives people an opportunity to view the world beyond their borders. A different feel, smell, sight and most importantly experience. This would be one of the driving motivation for them to leave their borders. No doubt, they get what they see from the mass media but it’s only when they start to walk the ‘unglamorous areas, then will the view of traveling takes a turn. Honestly, such sights have the power to engage, deter or to be angry about. When people have the means to control, it might not necessary be the best. With power that comes with lack of discipline, will merely lead to self destruction.
My recent trip to Bangkok experience is a small fraction of what’s describe above. No doubt, my main motivation to Thailand was simply shopping. Hence, it was fulfilled till a state of euphoria after purchasing clothes, watches and so much more.The fun ended off with a slight pain that was worthwhile such as carrying many bags while heading back to the airport. Yet this doesn’t necessary means it was extremely joyful because when i consider what i saw on the streets while i was buying freely at those flee markets. To some, it’s entertainment but to me it was just a sense of discontentment for those kids that were performing with musical instruments, plays, juggling ball or even going around to collect money. Instead of building up the euphoria level while my spending was utopia, i questioned what have they done to deserve this? No doubt, their family circumstances has brought them to this state. Then i wonder, those stuff that i purchased were they also the same people that manufactured it? Yes, i learn about child labor when i was Secondary Four but now it’s at my sight. Though the young ones have accepted their current state of life and learn to be contented with, i still believe there is a slight slice of hope within them longing to live their lives freely. Our spending may bring us tremendous joy, but only their undeserved sweat.
Night market is certainly one of those that everyone tourist look forward too. Before i came to this unknown land, i’ve always heard Mothers do not like their Husband to travel to Thailand. For what particular reasons, i do not fully comprehend.However, it was only when we were at Patpong-(one of those few night market attractions) those reasons surfaced. Initially i was excited because of more shops but soon disgusted at what happened before our naked eyes. Just when i could be even more disgusted and make judgment about their jobs, i once again realized that they did not sign up for such jobs with anticipation but stifled opportunities led them to such state. I wonder when will they ever be tired of those fake smiles they are putting up. What is entertainment and pleasure to tourist is a loss of true self worth that they take on something that was not originally theirs. No doubt tourist ability to control their worth with cash is enough to compensate their dignity. So honestly, what’s there to lose? Yet, i still believe that this was not the life that they have dream of.
It’s only after we settled down at a pub that gave us a ‘clean impression’ then we were horrified. It was their country pride and maybe icon. They were listed for being the top 3. Goodness, young boys of no more than my age throw themselves to foreigners not because of their skin colour but the those papers with a value. Yes, outwardly all parties are enjoying. But tell me, does those boys really want such a job? To those buying them for hours, they are just like any toy. How do such boys feel? I just thought to myself, the ability to control can make a human to a dog. This is once again an assumption, but at least true for what i saw.
For all these services, your $40 bucks gives you great pleasure if you call it, but their rice bowl.
I have came to realize that such places are not meant for me to go alone for if i did, i wonder where will i be right now. I was only kept ’safe to a degree’ because of the company that went with me. I wonder, even if a man is strong willed but when he is placed in such vulnerable situations will he stand strong? I honestly doubt he can. Imagine, every step you take for the next few hundreds is filled with surrounding temptations. Still, i have come to comprehend that man’s will power alone is useless but only when we walk right with the spirit and the voice that lingers within just keep guiding us then we might overcome.
Still, what can a voice do unless tough love is shown to oneself.
This entire trip was certain enjoyable but it made me wonder about this world that i’m living in.
Broken and distorted lives that is covered up by fun.
God, give me the opportunity to work beyond this island and such a power that allows me to change this situation for your kingdom cause.
hoe
there’s nothing wrong with protecting, but what about over protection?
when we over protect, we may only be controlling instead.
so i rather to let you have a taste of your own medicine even after warning you so those scars may teach you how make decisions.
that all guys are born egoistic.
No matter how reserve will he be, there is a side of him competitive which varies from one to another.
or should i put it, humans are competitive?
Still, i would think that guys are wired to be determine, passionate and boundless of energy which could be channeled to what is eternal than those flings of temporal love.
Guys, where are your boundless energy going?
Filed under: my endeavor
I love to play games- or maybe i don’t mind trying new games.
But honestly, the kind of game i hate playing is hide and seek. i meant it in a metaphorical manner
so if you would kindly take not a bow, but the mask off your face.
i wonder how true is this statement, if man are not liars then woman won’t love them.
just take that mask off.
if not, the masker would be the second person in my life who is extremely well at wearing such a nice mask.
alright, those are words that describe how i feel.
I REALLY HATE LIARS.
FOR THEY GET ME ON FIRE.
LALALALA.
