Isaiah 41:13 (NKJV)

For I, the LORD your God, will hold your right hand, saying to you, "Fear not, I will help you."

Monday, June 07, 2010

what's stopping me?

with a nose dripping like a tap (I finished 100 sheets of 2 ply tissue today!) and a groggy mind... I have perfect reasons to be on MC tomorrow.

even if I don't go see elephants in Pahang with my MC, even if I don't run off and do other things with my MC...

a quiet day of rest sounds good.

so what's stopping me?


when broken homes and separation affect not only humans, but innocent, unknowing pets as well.

Elmo: 2-year-old male Shih Tzu looking for loving owner (s). Very obedient, albeit very active and playful. Would make a great companion - seeking lots and lots of love and companionship (sits quietly next to you when you watch TV).

why wouldn't I keep him?

It's not fair to the cat.

He reminds me too much of myself. Way too much.

Thursday, June 03, 2010


In a time and place where people just tell you to serve, serve, serve, do something, do this, do that...

OK. Maybe they don't tell you, but they encourage you to be active and put your youthful vigour to good use, and make 101 requests.

OK. Maybe not 101 requests, but... yea.

OK. Maybe it's not like that at all. But sometimes it sure feels like it.

It's quite telling to have 2 big figures in your life of this season to tell you, "yes, on one hand, keep going, but what's more important now is to BE STILL, and KNOW that HE IS GOD."

BE still. Instead, I've gone the other way with "BE zee" (busy).


Wednesday, June 02, 2010

2010 - a dreamy year

I've been thinking a lot about "dreams" lately. Not specific dreams that I've been having, but a general sense of "dreams".

As I took the long weekend off, the fresh breath of air has helped to close a year long's nightmare. With finality I hope. It's a burden that's finally been lifted, I no longer wish to even remember any ounce of it. Whether or not things have been resolved properly, only God knows. I'm too good at having selective memory - I don't think I remember much of the nightmare anymore.

Last weekend I entered into another dream. A beautiful beautiful dreamland where your sorrows or troubles are gone momentarily - you sell them off at a price once you step into this dreamland. In my case, it was a treat of a lifetime. It almost felt like an invitation, an alluring invitation.

And then...

As with all good things, the weekend came to an end. I suppose it's not really fair to say that all good things come to an end. Bad things come to an end too, in fact, everything comes to an end, just that time flies when u're having a good time, but time seems to be dragging its feet when u're not. Towards the end of the dream, I knew that this good dream is giving way to reality and soon enough, I'll be returning to broken dreams.

So I've closed a nightmare - I have one less bad dream to deal with. Yet I cannot run away from the longstanding lingering bad dream. It felt like I was waking up from a good dream into a broken one. Well, at least it's not too depressing yet, 'cos like all good dreams, bad dreams come to an end too, and broken dreams will give way to mended dreams... where every tear will be wiped away and there shall be no more death, no more sorrow, no more crying, no more pain: for the former things are passed away.

Let me press on and persevere in this dream, until I finally wake up again, for the last time.

"The will of God will not bring me where the grace of God cannot keep me."