Sunday, February 28, 2010
Earthquakes. End of age.
My heart feels unsettled, and I just feel like taking some time off to dwell on major disasters occurring around the world. For once, I feel extremely concerned over this massive earthquake that struck Chile a few hours ago and the many countries in pacific region which are under threat. The sheer thought of the number of lives at stake is just -- scary. Yes, they might be utter strangers to me, yet, what if I am part of their indigenous population? I will be the one praying fervently now, that my loved ones and I will be safe.
In retrospect, what more can I ask of God other than being forever grateful and thankful that He has placed me in Singapore, a land shielded by neighboring countries from the devastating impacts of the slippage of transform faults? The homes that people in the States have lost in a split of a second, their valuables that are prolly destroyed and buried under the debris, do I have to face that? Do I have to worry about these? No. What more can I ask of Him?
My heart aches as I thank God for my circumstance. What did I do to deserve this? If not for the grace of God, I might be one of them. I really wish, with all sincerity of heart and love that I can gather, that we will all live in One continent, where we are far away from these fault lines, away from the reach of tsunamis, and protected from the impacts of volcanic eruptions.
This reminds me of the land God has in stored for us. One that is free from natural disasters and the pain/toils in life, where joy and love flows unceasingly. The one that He has in mind when He first created Earth.
Lord, may I pray and ask that Your hand of protection be on the lives of these innocent people, and for those who have lost their love ones, their shelter, their valuables, I pray that You help them, comfort them, provide for them. This may be a massive earthquake affecting millions of people, but as we call for Your help, I have all faith that You are able to curtail the number of death rates. Lord, these are precious lives. Save them.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Hardened.
My heart is hardened.Yes, it really did affect me very much when I first found out about it. My imagination ran wild, my sleeps disturbed. I felt surreal.
But now, my heart is hardened.
I can't seem to grasp hold of my own feelings.
Am I refusing to believe that such a thing has befall me?
Am I refusing to believe that a man of principles (at least that's what I perceive) would do such a thing?
Anyhow,
I want to see each and every thing that comes my way as an opportunity.
An opportunity to bring Christ into my family.
An opportunity that my family will come together.
It's just weird how everything is going now.
The calm, composed, amiable, yet uncomfortable vibes enveloping my house
Why cant someone quarrel?? At least it's more normal.
Lord, I invite you into my household. May Your glory shine forth.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Can I borrow 25RM?
A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting for her at the door.
SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?'
MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman.
SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?'
MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the woman said angrily.
SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'
MUM: 'If you must know, I make RM 50 an hour.'
SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.
SON: 'Mummy, may I please borrow RM 25?'
The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities..'
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The woman sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the woman had calmed down, and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that RM 25 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The woman went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
'Are you asleep, son?' She asked.
'No Mummy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.
'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the woman. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the RM 25 you asked for.'
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you Mummy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
The woman saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his mother.
'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the mother grumbled.
'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.
'Mummy, I have RM 50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you..'
The mother was crushed. She put his arms around her little son, and she begged for his forgiveness.
--- FINIS ---
I would too. For friends I love, I would.
even if it just means for that few minutes in exchange for much of my money and time.
I would.
even when I know I may not mean as much,
I still would.
I would do anything to appreciate and cherish my friends.
Being hurt and disappointed is purely another matter.
SILly
this I know.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Frustrated.
My band don't seem to be able to work very well with one another, and I really feel very frustrated whenever I play with ___ . ___ plays his own way and thinks he's playing well but it doesn't blend in together with the music, and sometimes it gets so messy I just can't play, and I don't know what/how to play.
God, help me with the bitterness.
I can't carry on serving you in this band if I do not rid of it.