Ladies and Gentlemen,
I have only 2 words to say:
ORD LOH!
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Friday, March 24, 2006
Time to Arise!
I've recently been back from the Ignite Conference held at Cornerstone Church and boy, was it a timely refresher for my tired and thirsty soul. The speakers were wonderful, and they gave so much good advise on how to make your church youth group grow numerically and spiritually. No one has ever spoken specifically on this kind of subjects and it was fantastic. I was seeminglg the only one wolfing down the information on my notebook though. Most of the other youths who attended were just purely listening to the jokes and anedotes that the speaker told. Maybe they were too young, too immature or something. I don't know... I'm just happy I got the information I need.
And have you heard the new Hillsong United Album United We Stand? That's one really fantastic album! I got it free of charge during the Ignite Conference and it opened my eyes to what youths can do through worship. Don't just get the CD, get the version with the bonus DVD track. Watch the record of the concert and you will see youths jumping about and praising God! The music is pulsing and really catchy. I highly recommend you to listen to it. Before long, you'll be singing along with the CD. And ladies, I think you'll agree with me that Joel Houston, one of the worship leaders, there is really good-looking too!
My favorite song in the album is "From The Inside Out". Lead by Joel, it is a slow and powerful worship song that depicts how God can lead and thus change your life. Beautiful song. The other really nice songs include "The Time Has Come" and "Take It All". The Hillsong United band has been blessed over the years under Darlene Zschech and recently they have officially been labelled the church's youth band.
From these two incidents, I have obtain a vision and a goal for the Agape Youth and I really hope that the youths, especially the leaders, will rise to the occasion. If any of you are reading this, please post some of the ways the youth can improve over the next few months. I will also be holding a meeting some time soon to discuss the changes that I hope to implement. Will be looking forward to your imputs!
And have you heard the new Hillsong United Album United We Stand? That's one really fantastic album! I got it free of charge during the Ignite Conference and it opened my eyes to what youths can do through worship. Don't just get the CD, get the version with the bonus DVD track. Watch the record of the concert and you will see youths jumping about and praising God! The music is pulsing and really catchy. I highly recommend you to listen to it. Before long, you'll be singing along with the CD. And ladies, I think you'll agree with me that Joel Houston, one of the worship leaders, there is really good-looking too!
My favorite song in the album is "From The Inside Out". Lead by Joel, it is a slow and powerful worship song that depicts how God can lead and thus change your life. Beautiful song. The other really nice songs include "The Time Has Come" and "Take It All". The Hillsong United band has been blessed over the years under Darlene Zschech and recently they have officially been labelled the church's youth band.
From these two incidents, I have obtain a vision and a goal for the Agape Youth and I really hope that the youths, especially the leaders, will rise to the occasion. If any of you are reading this, please post some of the ways the youth can improve over the next few months. I will also be holding a meeting some time soon to discuss the changes that I hope to implement. Will be looking forward to your imputs!
Friday, March 03, 2006
The Thing about Love
Love is a many wonderous thing. God is love. Every religion either embraces love or renounces love. It is an emotion, an action, something physical, spiritual and invisible. Nobody goes through life without having his share of ups and downs, high and low points in life. Look through yours again. The highest peaks and lowest valleys in your life have an inextricable connection to love, and the most monotone part of your life is also a huge lack of it.
Have you ever been in a broken relationship before? If so, have you really recovered from it? Actually, deep down in us, there is always a piece of our last relationship/s that affects us in small little ways that we might not know. The effect doubles if you were the rejectee.
Let not human relationships disconnect us with our heavenly Father. The Bible says that wisdomwise, God's foolishness in greater than men's cleverness, and His ways greater than
men's ways. So come to Him whenever, whatever your situation.
A broken (human) relationship in our lives is a time when we become admittedly more sensitive to our own feelings, when we think about where we could have gone wrong, when we hope that someway, somehow everything will be right again. Sadly, we don't have the ability to turn back time. However, we do have a God who can mend broken hearts. This reminds me of a lovely song by the Bee Gees "How can You Mend a Broken Heart". Read the lyrics and go download the song. You won't regret it. The chorus is as follows:
And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend a this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.
Don't we so feel like dying after it's all over? Doesn't it feel as if the entire landscape surrounding you has transformed into something cold and haunting? If the saying goes that Love puts us on Cloud 9, the fall back to earth (reality) is a painful one? The whole world's emotions seem incomparable to the love you've just experienced. The agony, the sorrow, the hopelessness.
Speaking from experience, depending on how stubborn you are, it won't be long before you get over it. Serious. Not many of us have Yang Guo's ability to hang on to Dragon Girl for 16 years before they finally reunite. No matter how much you can protest, it's high chance your love life wasn't THAT spectacular anyway. I'll suggest a few ways that you can keep your mind of the situation. It certainly did help me.
1. Go shopping with friends who'll make the outing exciting. (eg. Gina, Andrew Hui, Dylan) i.e. Meterosexuals. Look for nice things to wear. If no one commented on how good you look in that shirt/dress before, it's time to switch fashion senses. Your friends may be able to give you a few tips here and there in exchange for you giving them a few comments.
2. Go KTV and belch out all the love songs about broken hearts (eg. Heaven Knows, Right Here Waiting etc.) for the first 2 hours, and for the last 2 hours, sing songs of renewed strength (eg. I Will Survive, Mambo No. 5 etc.). LOL. There are few better ways to keep those haunting emotions exhausted and thus not disturbing you.
3. Go find a study group and get the A grade that seems so out-of-reach to you. Preoccupation of your mind with your studies after a period of sadness always sparked off an unmatched determination that may well become a lifetime habit.
4. Go read a long romance novel (try the actual version of The Condor Heros) or borrow a huge bunch of VCDs from friends. Watch the romance ones (eg. Pretty Woman, The Notebook etc.)first, then try those action movies of guys with a serious mental inability to love. (eg. Rambo, Terminator etc.)
5. If you haven't tried clubbing, give it a go. Find a few friends of similar gender and try Zouk on Mambo night. Enjoy the retro music (or R&B next door at Phuture) and flirt around. If you don't know how to, watch how other people do it. All in the name of harmless fun. However, don't drink anymore than the cups you're entitled to. And don't make clubbing a habit.
6. If you can't make yourself happy, try making your family members and friends happy. In so doing, happiness will reach you somehow. Watch "Love Actually" and keep your eye on the unbeautiful lady with a retarded brother.
7. Pray. God is the best counsellor in the world and there's no doubt about it!
Guess I've written alot already... Let me end off with Roxette's very famous song from the "Pretty Woman" movie entitled "It Must Have Been Love". Believe me though, if a friend tells you something like "if it was true love, it would have lasted", reply back with a "Only God's love is forever." Happy flirting! =)
Lay a whisper on my pillow,
leave the winter on the ground.
I wake up lonely,
there's air of silence in the bedroom and all around.
Touch me now,
I close my eyes and dream away.
It must have been love but it's over now.
It must have been good but I lost it somehow.
It must have been love but it's over now.
From the moment we touched 'til the time had run out.
Make-believing we're together,
that I'm sheltered by your heart.
But in and outside I've turned to water like a teardrop in your palm.
And it's a hard winter's day, I dream away.
It must have been love but it's over now,
it was all that I wanted, now I'm living without.
It must have been love but it's over now,
it's where the water flows, it's where the wind blows.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
My Self-Righteous Essay To My Beloved Brothers
Haven't been blogging for a while already. "A while" > 2 months. Kinda sianz of blogging because there's honestly nothing in my life to talk about. Well, perhaps besides her. And I'm NOT going to share our experiences with you. You, yes you, the reader. The one most probably with the ultra thick specs, slouching on the chair and reading this blog with beady eyes wondering what on earth you did to offend me. Well, if you're waiting to enter a DotA or GB room, or resting your Maplestory character on a bench in Henessy, then it's time for you to press Alt-Enter. Even I think doing so is more interesting than reading this. What's going to be written below is for geniuses with extreme levels of intellect (upper band) or really retarded goons also equipped with extreme levels of intellect (lower band).
Still reading? Well, suit yourself. You must be really bored. It's a family thingy ya know...
I have been spending the last 3 hours reading my brothers' blogs. Andrew's especially, because it's so long. I guess Nick's is at a standstill because he's got
more access to Maplestory now. Told ya Mapling was more fun.
My Essay:
--------------------------------------------
It seems that Andrew you really hates your brothers! That includes me. Most of the blame (and weight) however, you shoulder on poor Nick. Nick already has a history of torn ligaments in his legs, and the burden of guilt should be taken away I say. Not nice for him to lend up with crutches. And even if he makes you angry, no need to change the computer password! It affects me too you know. All I wanna do is Maple! Further more, you have to blog all your unhappiness so that the whole darn universe sees your "traumas" through your one-sided perspective and take up the opinion that myself and Nick are biase against you. If you hate backstabbers so much, don't backstab in the first place! Nobody fights for the computer when you're home. But isn't it unreasonable to lock it up when you're out? So many of my friends are telling me to be nice to you and give in to you more often. Apparently a good number of my friends who read your blog are in the clouded opinion that I am a tyrant towards you at home, always bullying you and making you feel small and useless. When did I NOT give in to you? Why don't you ask yourself that? When you were younger, you scolded Mum for generalizing. Now, you do it yourself! Do I humiliate you and look down on you? Do you think I'm that evil and unsupportive? Can you remember who sings your praises in front of Mum, Dad and their friends? "He's a top student in Singapore Poly. Going to do a double diploma. Told you going Poly was better than JC... Was also a choir leader over 300 people before, even leading them to their greatest ever achievement! Has more leadership opportunities than myself even. Definitely someone with better fashion sense than me. Has a gift for the keyboard too. With my theory skills, I think we can beat Jeremiah even!" Familiar? Ask around if you don't believe!
Now Nick, you give me the feeling that you're pretty suicidal too. Over a girl. Where is the masculiness in that? No point getting so emotional for so long. It's been quite a while since that big breakup so pull yourself together and get to studying okay? No need to let your emotions flow into the rest of the family. Mum and Andrew seem to easily get affected by negative moods, and you have a knack of bringing it right into their faces. When Mum gets pissed, Dad will get pissed too, and soon the whole family will be pissed. Well, except me that is. But I really don't like standing knee deep in urine you know. That's why I'll go to the bed with a good book. Den you just have to spoil it all by climbing in with me and giving me the sinking feeling. I really don't like being punched 24/7 just because you feel like it. I'm not your personal punching bag. If I had Yaosheng's black belt takewando skills (AND his temper), I'll sock you in the gut until you get a waist line like Fiona Xie after uZAP. *Hong-Kee Tone* "Be a man! Do the right thing!" Go study and make Daddy and Mummy proud. You've got an elephant's memory so make full use of it. Get rid of that ego and be more participative during athletics training. Get your six pack and massive chest. (Note chest, not breasts) I know you can do it. Don't have to be like me and wait till army before you lose that fat. Play less computer la... Pretend to study also good. At least Mum won't nag lorz...
-----------------------------------------------
This is my self-righteous letter to my brothers. A little emotional and arrogant, but definitely frank and straight from the heart. (That's why so many girls unwittingly fall for me. Ever watched Braveheart?) Hopefully you guys get to read it in time. Chances are you won't even visit my blog because I don't blog often anyway. Well, I'm going to behave like nothing's change. I still want to please Mum and Dad, so I'll still wash the dishes, hang the clothes, pack the house and study like crazy when they are not in. I'm still going to be the best son, best student, best boyfriend, best officer and best brother that I can be. Maybe you'll see it when you grow older. Or maybe you gotta go army first. By that time I will have my own laptop already. Be nicer to each other and don't fight. I don't enjoy my job as a peacemaker, and to top it off, people thinking that I'm otherwise. It kinda makes my job unrewarding. I'm not Mum or Dad okay. I won't love you both like a father will continue loving his prodigal sons. (Well, that's because ya both ain't my children, duh!)
Believe it or not, they were hugely disappointed in you two. They would be now if I don't continue keeping the spirits of the family up as much as I can with my God-blessed sense of humor and "forever smiling" face. Question yourselves to see how often you have made them happy, talked with them without arguing, and listened to their problems so that they would feel better.
And you, yes you the reader. The one most probably with the ultra thick specs, slouching on the chair and reading this blog with beady eyes wondering what on earth you did to offend me. Ask yourselves if you've done anything in your lifetime to make your parents happy. Don't question whether they deserved it or not. God never questioned Himself before sending His Son down to die for your sins. If He did, you'll be living in a life of hopelessness. And I won't be blaming you for that.
Still reading? Well, suit yourself. You must be really bored. It's a family thingy ya know...
I have been spending the last 3 hours reading my brothers' blogs. Andrew's especially, because it's so long. I guess Nick's is at a standstill because he's got
more access to Maplestory now. Told ya Mapling was more fun.
My Essay:
--------------------------------------------
It seems that Andrew you really hates your brothers! That includes me. Most of the blame (and weight) however, you shoulder on poor Nick. Nick already has a history of torn ligaments in his legs, and the burden of guilt should be taken away I say. Not nice for him to lend up with crutches. And even if he makes you angry, no need to change the computer password! It affects me too you know. All I wanna do is Maple! Further more, you have to blog all your unhappiness so that the whole darn universe sees your "traumas" through your one-sided perspective and take up the opinion that myself and Nick are biase against you. If you hate backstabbers so much, don't backstab in the first place! Nobody fights for the computer when you're home. But isn't it unreasonable to lock it up when you're out? So many of my friends are telling me to be nice to you and give in to you more often. Apparently a good number of my friends who read your blog are in the clouded opinion that I am a tyrant towards you at home, always bullying you and making you feel small and useless. When did I NOT give in to you? Why don't you ask yourself that? When you were younger, you scolded Mum for generalizing. Now, you do it yourself! Do I humiliate you and look down on you? Do you think I'm that evil and unsupportive? Can you remember who sings your praises in front of Mum, Dad and their friends? "He's a top student in Singapore Poly. Going to do a double diploma. Told you going Poly was better than JC... Was also a choir leader over 300 people before, even leading them to their greatest ever achievement! Has more leadership opportunities than myself even. Definitely someone with better fashion sense than me. Has a gift for the keyboard too. With my theory skills, I think we can beat Jeremiah even!" Familiar? Ask around if you don't believe!
Now Nick, you give me the feeling that you're pretty suicidal too. Over a girl. Where is the masculiness in that? No point getting so emotional for so long. It's been quite a while since that big breakup so pull yourself together and get to studying okay? No need to let your emotions flow into the rest of the family. Mum and Andrew seem to easily get affected by negative moods, and you have a knack of bringing it right into their faces. When Mum gets pissed, Dad will get pissed too, and soon the whole family will be pissed. Well, except me that is. But I really don't like standing knee deep in urine you know. That's why I'll go to the bed with a good book. Den you just have to spoil it all by climbing in with me and giving me the sinking feeling. I really don't like being punched 24/7 just because you feel like it. I'm not your personal punching bag. If I had Yaosheng's black belt takewando skills (AND his temper), I'll sock you in the gut until you get a waist line like Fiona Xie after uZAP. *Hong-Kee Tone* "Be a man! Do the right thing!" Go study and make Daddy and Mummy proud. You've got an elephant's memory so make full use of it. Get rid of that ego and be more participative during athletics training. Get your six pack and massive chest. (Note chest, not breasts) I know you can do it. Don't have to be like me and wait till army before you lose that fat. Play less computer la... Pretend to study also good. At least Mum won't nag lorz...
-----------------------------------------------
This is my self-righteous letter to my brothers. A little emotional and arrogant, but definitely frank and straight from the heart. (That's why so many girls unwittingly fall for me. Ever watched Braveheart?) Hopefully you guys get to read it in time. Chances are you won't even visit my blog because I don't blog often anyway. Well, I'm going to behave like nothing's change. I still want to please Mum and Dad, so I'll still wash the dishes, hang the clothes, pack the house and study like crazy when they are not in. I'm still going to be the best son, best student, best boyfriend, best officer and best brother that I can be. Maybe you'll see it when you grow older. Or maybe you gotta go army first. By that time I will have my own laptop already. Be nicer to each other and don't fight. I don't enjoy my job as a peacemaker, and to top it off, people thinking that I'm otherwise. It kinda makes my job unrewarding. I'm not Mum or Dad okay. I won't love you both like a father will continue loving his prodigal sons. (Well, that's because ya both ain't my children, duh!)
Believe it or not, they were hugely disappointed in you two. They would be now if I don't continue keeping the spirits of the family up as much as I can with my God-blessed sense of humor and "forever smiling" face. Question yourselves to see how often you have made them happy, talked with them without arguing, and listened to their problems so that they would feel better.
And you, yes you the reader. The one most probably with the ultra thick specs, slouching on the chair and reading this blog with beady eyes wondering what on earth you did to offend me. Ask yourselves if you've done anything in your lifetime to make your parents happy. Don't question whether they deserved it or not. God never questioned Himself before sending His Son down to die for your sins. If He did, you'll be living in a life of hopelessness. And I won't be blaming you for that.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
Physical Beauty and Heart Beauty
Amongst the Beautiful and the Afflicted in this world, I can only admit that I just one of the Afflicted. Beauty has always awed me, stunned me, shocked me, even bringing tears to my eyes. How shall I describe the amazing encounted with Beauty?
Can you recall the last time you came across one of the Beauties? A Beauty need not be a girl, unlike the fairy tales of the old. A Beauty can be a man, a creature, a scenery or even a god. Beauty is also seen in two main ways.
Firstly, Beauty can be viewed in the perspective of the Physical. This is the outer skin, the layer of creation as seen by the eye, the kind that produces almost immediate reaction by those who have sight.
Secondly, Beauty can also be viewed in the perspective of the Heart. This is what is known to mankind as "Inner Beauty", a phrase tossed about like lettuce in a salad mix. Visually, it isn't stunning, nor is its effects immediate. The eyes are biased against it, many times mocking it for the lack of "earthly beauty". There are only a small number who can see this class of Beauty more often, and they are the wise, the humble and the blind. For such discerning ability requires the Sight of the Divine, which allows one to get a glimpse of another creation's Soul.
I cannot say that I have such ability. Many times, I have chosen the physical over the heart when it comes to a choice between both Beauties. What about you? Do you possess Divine Sight, or do you long for it?
Can you recall the last time you came across one of the Beauties? A Beauty need not be a girl, unlike the fairy tales of the old. A Beauty can be a man, a creature, a scenery or even a god. Beauty is also seen in two main ways.
Firstly, Beauty can be viewed in the perspective of the Physical. This is the outer skin, the layer of creation as seen by the eye, the kind that produces almost immediate reaction by those who have sight.
Secondly, Beauty can also be viewed in the perspective of the Heart. This is what is known to mankind as "Inner Beauty", a phrase tossed about like lettuce in a salad mix. Visually, it isn't stunning, nor is its effects immediate. The eyes are biased against it, many times mocking it for the lack of "earthly beauty". There are only a small number who can see this class of Beauty more often, and they are the wise, the humble and the blind. For such discerning ability requires the Sight of the Divine, which allows one to get a glimpse of another creation's Soul.
I cannot say that I have such ability. Many times, I have chosen the physical over the heart when it comes to a choice between both Beauties. What about you? Do you possess Divine Sight, or do you long for it?
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
A General and a Prince
I'm a prince. Really. Hands up who's reading who doesn't believe. What?! So many hands... Well, you can be a prince too, you know...
And what's more, I'm a prince of the most powerful, most loving King in the entire Universe. And I'm not joking! He has the most beautiful palace in a paradise He created Himself called Heaven, and I've got my own palace there too... He has prepared a glorious, shimmering white gown for me that no other prince on this Earth can boast of, and I've got countless jewels all over my lovely home. Each jewel has it's own name and a person's face, a face of another prince or princess whose palace is somewhere in Heaven too.
I'm an imperial general too. However, I don't have armoured tanks or infantry with spears and guns under me. I have something much more powerful actually. Under my command are these winged creatures that resemble something like that of a human, but with gigantic wings, each holding a flaming sword bestowed to him personally by my Father the King Himself. My own weapon is many times more powerful. It cuts through the body, mind, spirit and even the soul. It's power comes from the Father Himself, like a lightsabre in Starwars. This weapon makes even the Devil tremble! Holding a banner representing my Father, my birthright and my position in Heaven, I will go to war with the Devil and his minions, and I will surely be victorious for the Father will be watching over me. All glory be to His name!
A prince and a general! Now isn't that a grand thought! And it's not something I'm gonna be, it's a position I already have. Right now as I speak, I'm performing my duties with great joy already. If I use my human eyes to view the people on this Earth, they would look something like what you might see normally everyday. However, if you were to look at the world through the eyes of the Father, you might see things in a whole new perspective. People who looked poor in terms of material wealth can be extremely rich in terms of spiritual wealth that only the Father can bestow. People who look frail and under-nutritioned can actually be extremely powerful and well-endowed in the eyes of the Father, doing great works and conquering demons and their armies daily.
And guess what? The only opinion that matters is the Father's opinion.
For it is the Father who will decide our fate, and our welfare for the rest of eternity. He is the King and no other will override His promises. He gives wisdom and blessings in His own time, and does things that many would think is unfair, but is actually the wisest decision. We might not see it until we review our lives again, but those who fear the Lord will have faith and trust in Him, and He shall not withhold blessing to a faithful child.
Are you a general or a prince yet? Maybe you're not. Worse still, maybe you are, but you refuse to acknowledge it! Think about it readers. It's time to go to war.
For Jesus!
*Puts on my armor, my robe, grabs my sword and rushes out, of the Father's palace into this world to war, uttering a shout of victory even before the battle begins. A ray of light encompasses me as my steely sword slews enemy after enemy, each and everyone cracking beneath the Word of God.*
And what's more, I'm a prince of the most powerful, most loving King in the entire Universe. And I'm not joking! He has the most beautiful palace in a paradise He created Himself called Heaven, and I've got my own palace there too... He has prepared a glorious, shimmering white gown for me that no other prince on this Earth can boast of, and I've got countless jewels all over my lovely home. Each jewel has it's own name and a person's face, a face of another prince or princess whose palace is somewhere in Heaven too.
I'm an imperial general too. However, I don't have armoured tanks or infantry with spears and guns under me. I have something much more powerful actually. Under my command are these winged creatures that resemble something like that of a human, but with gigantic wings, each holding a flaming sword bestowed to him personally by my Father the King Himself. My own weapon is many times more powerful. It cuts through the body, mind, spirit and even the soul. It's power comes from the Father Himself, like a lightsabre in Starwars. This weapon makes even the Devil tremble! Holding a banner representing my Father, my birthright and my position in Heaven, I will go to war with the Devil and his minions, and I will surely be victorious for the Father will be watching over me. All glory be to His name!
A prince and a general! Now isn't that a grand thought! And it's not something I'm gonna be, it's a position I already have. Right now as I speak, I'm performing my duties with great joy already. If I use my human eyes to view the people on this Earth, they would look something like what you might see normally everyday. However, if you were to look at the world through the eyes of the Father, you might see things in a whole new perspective. People who looked poor in terms of material wealth can be extremely rich in terms of spiritual wealth that only the Father can bestow. People who look frail and under-nutritioned can actually be extremely powerful and well-endowed in the eyes of the Father, doing great works and conquering demons and their armies daily.
And guess what? The only opinion that matters is the Father's opinion.
For it is the Father who will decide our fate, and our welfare for the rest of eternity. He is the King and no other will override His promises. He gives wisdom and blessings in His own time, and does things that many would think is unfair, but is actually the wisest decision. We might not see it until we review our lives again, but those who fear the Lord will have faith and trust in Him, and He shall not withhold blessing to a faithful child.
Are you a general or a prince yet? Maybe you're not. Worse still, maybe you are, but you refuse to acknowledge it! Think about it readers. It's time to go to war.
For Jesus!
*Puts on my armor, my robe, grabs my sword and rushes out, of the Father's palace into this world to war, uttering a shout of victory even before the battle begins. A ray of light encompasses me as my steely sword slews enemy after enemy, each and everyone cracking beneath the Word of God.*
Monday, May 09, 2005
Having Tea with God
Here I am in my office again. It's late at night, and I don't usually stay in, but I have to this time because I'll be moving out early with the NSmen for their preparation shoot for range. Can't complain though, I'm blessed to be able to stay out already...
My handphone is buzzing again. I glance at the message. It's G. My precious little G. I'm wondering why I call her "my precious" when she's not even mine yet. Hmmm... Sometimes it can feel so much like she's mine even though we haven't heard a confirmation from God yet.
I realize that I'm not talking to God so often anymore. Sometimes I wonder, if a person communicates with God really closely, would he or she have to write a blog? There would be no need what... Our conversations with the Most High is imprinted with the purest gold somewhere in Heaven and not by micromolecules on a computer screen... Then why do people do it still?
I believe in all of us there lies an urge to share our feelings with someone special to us, or with alot of people. You want a special someone to read your blog. Or maybe you want the bully in class to know how you feel. Or maybe blogging gives you a chance to express your feelings to someone out there who will just quietly listen to your emotions, the outpouring of your heart, and who will understand perfectly whatever you're going through.
Ever wondered who that special someone is? Maybe I'm wrong, but I think that someone is Jesus. Alot of people treat prayer as a ritual, some going to extremes such as lighting of candles, prostration on the ground, or even cutting one's own skin to draw blood. All these actions are done with the hope that the higher being he or she is praying to will listen, and that their actions will be seen as sincerity.
I can't think of another religion in which the Supreme Being invites you a tea with Him, or Who is there whenever you need Him, no matter how good or bad you've been the entire day. Or Someone who promises you a place in Heaven, or Someone who promises His love which is higher, greater and purer than any other. Agape love. Wow.
Prayer to the True Supreme Being does not require candles, prostration of the drawing of blood. It does not require a proper format of words, just your true feelings. It just requires your sincerity and innocence, with the addition of faith in the fact that He is listening and in control of the future. It's a simple conversation that can take place anywhere, anytime, anyhow. It can be said in your heart, in a whisper, or even out loud! God wants to hear how you feel. Realize that I said God wants to "hear", because He already knows how we feel.
One friend told me that prayer is giving God to license to work miracles in our lives. It isn't a demand that God MUST meet, it's just an act of releasing all dependancy on ourselves onto God. And He'll willingly do it for you, because He already advised us to give all our burdens to Him. ALL. But sometimes we just like to hold on to those things that build up our status to where we are today. We think that we deserve it becase we work hard for it. That's incorrect. We have it because God gave it to us, and we are to use it for His glory and purpose. If not, He might just take it away to teach us a lesson.
Aiyo, I'm beginning to sound like I know God very well like that. Honestly, whatever I know is from the Bible and that alone. And that's quite alot already. But I firmly believe whatever God wants to tell us about Himself, is already in the Bible.
The Bible is God's Autobiography, read it!
My handphone is buzzing again. I glance at the message. It's G. My precious little G. I'm wondering why I call her "my precious" when she's not even mine yet. Hmmm... Sometimes it can feel so much like she's mine even though we haven't heard a confirmation from God yet.
I realize that I'm not talking to God so often anymore. Sometimes I wonder, if a person communicates with God really closely, would he or she have to write a blog? There would be no need what... Our conversations with the Most High is imprinted with the purest gold somewhere in Heaven and not by micromolecules on a computer screen... Then why do people do it still?
I believe in all of us there lies an urge to share our feelings with someone special to us, or with alot of people. You want a special someone to read your blog. Or maybe you want the bully in class to know how you feel. Or maybe blogging gives you a chance to express your feelings to someone out there who will just quietly listen to your emotions, the outpouring of your heart, and who will understand perfectly whatever you're going through.
Ever wondered who that special someone is? Maybe I'm wrong, but I think that someone is Jesus. Alot of people treat prayer as a ritual, some going to extremes such as lighting of candles, prostration on the ground, or even cutting one's own skin to draw blood. All these actions are done with the hope that the higher being he or she is praying to will listen, and that their actions will be seen as sincerity.
I can't think of another religion in which the Supreme Being invites you a tea with Him, or Who is there whenever you need Him, no matter how good or bad you've been the entire day. Or Someone who promises you a place in Heaven, or Someone who promises His love which is higher, greater and purer than any other. Agape love. Wow.
Prayer to the True Supreme Being does not require candles, prostration of the drawing of blood. It does not require a proper format of words, just your true feelings. It just requires your sincerity and innocence, with the addition of faith in the fact that He is listening and in control of the future. It's a simple conversation that can take place anywhere, anytime, anyhow. It can be said in your heart, in a whisper, or even out loud! God wants to hear how you feel. Realize that I said God wants to "hear", because He already knows how we feel.
One friend told me that prayer is giving God to license to work miracles in our lives. It isn't a demand that God MUST meet, it's just an act of releasing all dependancy on ourselves onto God. And He'll willingly do it for you, because He already advised us to give all our burdens to Him. ALL. But sometimes we just like to hold on to those things that build up our status to where we are today. We think that we deserve it becase we work hard for it. That's incorrect. We have it because God gave it to us, and we are to use it for His glory and purpose. If not, He might just take it away to teach us a lesson.
Aiyo, I'm beginning to sound like I know God very well like that. Honestly, whatever I know is from the Bible and that alone. And that's quite alot already. But I firmly believe whatever God wants to tell us about Himself, is already in the Bible.
The Bible is God's Autobiography, read it!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)