Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Sunday, January 28, 2007
1. Jesus was never too busy for His people
Jesus continually broke conventions to be with people out of love and compassion.'
"When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout, "Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!" Many rebuked him and told him to be quiet, but he shouted all the more, "Son of David, have mercy on me!" Jesus stopped and said, "Call him." So they called to the blind man, "Cheer up! On your feet! He's calling you." Mark 10:47-49
2. Jesus was never too religious for His people
Christians are not a 'holy huddle', but we want to be friends to the world.
“The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and you say, 'Here is a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and "sinners." Luke 7:34
3. Jesus was never too self-absorbed for His people
God has given us people to love.
"Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done." Luke 22:42
My best friend would rather go to hell for me than go heaven without me. AND SO THE SAME FOR U! I will pray with gusto and candor that you will know HIM someday.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Last Friday, the official announcement for cg multiplication is made.
Gibson is leaving our literature module next week.
I have also stepped down from my leadership in The Artists Village.
My heart is not torn into two, just sourly perturbed, a little achy.
Although new things are invited, they uneasily sit on the throne of the old.
I am unsure if I am smooching the new because I kept turning back.
The rain has stopped pouring on my frame’s frailty.
A warm bath has also dissipated the hardened cold.
I am thinking, missing and still thinking of somebody.
Inevitable scuffling breakups major on my arrived feet.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
thank you Father. How can i ever imagine...
~i have just drunk my lunch :9
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Saturday, January 13, 2007
i spent the day with a book Evelina by Frances Burney today. Away from the harangues and maladies of life's noises, I am still 200 pages away from the last page. it was peaceful silence in my reading. just me and the book. the book and me. This remote romance novel is unabashedly rich with personalised sentiments, descriptive writings and witty dialogues. tensions are genteel and shews the bondage that the protagonist, Evelina, has, with social decorum.( i don't know why they "chuse" to spell things this way..) highly feminine in character, it is an appealing page-turner that chases an affirmation of traditional, gender-based social values and a rejection of the same in one dimension.
she is one woman drawn from nature.
i treated myself to a new dinner after reading for nearly 4 hours. portebello mushrooms with cheese. a little ham, a little orange juice. though a little charred, it smells like those you can find in Marche's. i am finally smiling with this little pat on my own shoulder.
i love being a little woman in my little house on this little one day.
"Nothing is so delicate as the reputation of a woman; it is at once the most beautiful and most brittle of all human things" (Evelina, 39)
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
Thursday, January 04, 2007
I spent part of my day removing the dust of 2006 from my room today. It’s technically the start of a new year, so I thought some therapeutic cleaning-up is good to usher some 2007 newbies. My body is still aching from the past few days of intense workout. Being a participant of the aging process makes the mind ponder more than ever before. Was with Trish and Janice last night at sushi tei takashimaya. Got pretty drenched by the rain while crossing to the bus-stop. Deep inside I am thrilled because I have friends like them who will accompany me through the days of growing up. My girl friends ~ some getting married, some found their Mr Right, some fallen out with their thought-so Mr Rights, some remain steady as the anchor of my life, some still wondering when Mr Right will come, some waiting for that Mr Passive to speak his mind, while to some, 2006 was simply a year older for them. I always think that guys take strolls in our lives. Some take a long stroll by writing a long 30-page essay, some peek in for a sweet poem, some stumble and throw us a haiku, some just an SMS. It is maybe what makes growing up as girls extraordinary. Overarching all these perhaps is the cursed gift of time that estranges us and builds us up ironically.
Monday, January 01, 2007
311206 EPISODE5 Strange but true. The year 2006 has ended. That great distance has left all of us. I had much to give thanks to. The way 2006 has closed itself was a big bliss from heaven. EPISODE5 was a fruit of my labour. Seeing everything falling into place was a comforting pat on the tired limbs. The blend of camaraderie energy, support, encouragement and trust all experienced in one night. I have been extremely blessed for the last two years since I am back in church.