This has to be one of the quieter Christmases I have celebrated. I'm not complaining. It's in fact something I like. A quiet christmas with time for deeper bonds to be built, and a reunion for old friends.
23rd December - I bumped into Lokhie at Raffles City...we just stared at each other and went, you look familiar!!! After that, we just talked non-stop...asking about bhupi, spence and the other usual suspects. These were the closer friends I had in my secondary school days. I still remember our cosy corner that we always hung out at, and the times where we just yak yak yak at our canteen..from teachers, to bitching about one another, to bgr, to our dreams, opinions and the nots..but institutions kept us apart..will have to work at rebuilding these relationships. It was GOOD to meet Lokhie again....malay/malay lit teacher in the making! Ha!
24th December - A night out at Pasta Fresca, Clarke Quay, spent with my fellow brothers and sisters with the theme, Wild Wild West! Didn't really look too cowgirlish, yet it was quite a fun time together. Getting to know a new friend better, and also to spend it together with my other friends. I called it a day early. Somehow, didn't really want to roam the streets and do the countdown. Am I getting old? Ha..
25th December - A day for RnR. Caught up on my beauty sleep. The day unfolds with time with family, and time to exercise! All those alcohol that I took? I believe it's adding on to the numbers on the scale. Sheesh. Also, a time to think, pen down my thoughts, and prepare for the new year ahead!
Monday, December 25, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Getaway@BINTAN 16-17 Dec
SR, Min, PJ and I got ourselves to Bintan last Saturday. It was a wonderful time of pampering ourselves. From the moment we stepped onto the ferry, we were letting our hair loose and just soaking in the holiday mood. Mainly, we wanted to get to the spa and try out some seasports.
We reached Tanjong Pinang at around 11:15am ID time. Indonesia's an hour behind us. It sort of made the day feel that tad bit longer.
The bus took us from the ferry terminal to our resort. It was quite funny. I was thinking why the "guide" who brought us to the bus didn't say anything much. Until this tai-tai looking lady got off the bus, did he finally open his mouth to talk to us. That lady, was the boss! He was apprehensive of speaking, as he was afraid that his boss will laugh at his broken mandarin! Haha...
Later, when he did talk, he talked quite a fair bit. We came to the understanding that the people there mainly spoke Teochew....haha...my dialect....Bahasa Indon and bits of english and mandarin. The town size's only a few hundred thousand, which explains why the place was all filled with shanty towns, and NO shopping malls (the part which min, our shopping queen was not really excited about) as there would not be sufficient market for the viability.
A lot of the architecture there were kept simple, and mainly wooden. All kampung-like. The main mode of transport - bikes. It's somewhat similar to Thailand and Malaysia. One bike can be a transport for up to 4 people (1 adult, 3 children).
The people whom we met were ultra friendly, and my guess was that we were tourists and those kind of outrightly spottable kind of tourists. The service was superb! They covered our needs very well, machiam personal assistant. The guys at the reception helped us plan our itinerary, provided prompt transport service, morning calls (more than one, to make sure we were awake!), and umbrella service at our doorstep to ensure we didn't get wet due to the rain whilst crossing over a short path, and the list goes on. It's very worth it, for the amount we paid. We felt like princesses!
We tried the banana boat - tugged by the motor boat in front of us. Those guys made sure that we fell in the water! sheesh. PJ tried snorkling!
Finally, we did our long-awaited Spa! It was great - they practically scrubbed you from head to toe, massaged practically all your nerve points. Never felt so relaxed and released! How nice, if it never ended! It was quite funny also. That, however, I will keep it under wraps.
Overall, it was a memorable getaway! I wouldn't mind going back there. Probably when I start to crave for my next Spa treatment again...now, I'm rejuvenated, recharged, and renewed! Time for the next lap of work and play in the upcoming season!
We reached Tanjong Pinang at around 11:15am ID time. Indonesia's an hour behind us. It sort of made the day feel that tad bit longer.
The bus took us from the ferry terminal to our resort. It was quite funny. I was thinking why the "guide" who brought us to the bus didn't say anything much. Until this tai-tai looking lady got off the bus, did he finally open his mouth to talk to us. That lady, was the boss! He was apprehensive of speaking, as he was afraid that his boss will laugh at his broken mandarin! Haha...
Later, when he did talk, he talked quite a fair bit. We came to the understanding that the people there mainly spoke Teochew....haha...my dialect....Bahasa Indon and bits of english and mandarin. The town size's only a few hundred thousand, which explains why the place was all filled with shanty towns, and NO shopping malls (the part which min, our shopping queen was not really excited about) as there would not be sufficient market for the viability.
A lot of the architecture there were kept simple, and mainly wooden. All kampung-like. The main mode of transport - bikes. It's somewhat similar to Thailand and Malaysia. One bike can be a transport for up to 4 people (1 adult, 3 children).
The people whom we met were ultra friendly, and my guess was that we were tourists and those kind of outrightly spottable kind of tourists. The service was superb! They covered our needs very well, machiam personal assistant. The guys at the reception helped us plan our itinerary, provided prompt transport service, morning calls (more than one, to make sure we were awake!), and umbrella service at our doorstep to ensure we didn't get wet due to the rain whilst crossing over a short path, and the list goes on. It's very worth it, for the amount we paid. We felt like princesses!
We tried the banana boat - tugged by the motor boat in front of us. Those guys made sure that we fell in the water! sheesh. PJ tried snorkling!
Finally, we did our long-awaited Spa! It was great - they practically scrubbed you from head to toe, massaged practically all your nerve points. Never felt so relaxed and released! How nice, if it never ended! It was quite funny also. That, however, I will keep it under wraps.
Overall, it was a memorable getaway! I wouldn't mind going back there. Probably when I start to crave for my next Spa treatment again...now, I'm rejuvenated, recharged, and renewed! Time for the next lap of work and play in the upcoming season!
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Sometimes I wish....
Thought I would like to write about something like this. Though many times I am practical at heart, yet, there are times when I do wish and hope for miracles to happen. Sometimes, I just wish that I could just stay at some sea-facing house, and do nothing much all day except to cycle to a nearby charitable organisation to spend time with the people there, whilst pursuing my interests in arts, writing and even cooking.
At times when I am bored, I could just pick up my guitar and croon to the waters...okay, that's just a dream. My phone just rang, and I have to rush for my next appointment.
Bubble burst....
At times when I am bored, I could just pick up my guitar and croon to the waters...okay, that's just a dream. My phone just rang, and I have to rush for my next appointment.
Bubble burst....
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
CrossRoads
It's been five years. Five years of a clearer understanding of why I am here, why I am created this way, why the decision I made five years ago was and still is the best decision that I can ever make in my lifetime.
Five years on, I ask myself, if I would still wish to continue on this journey in this particular place, in this particular time and space. Somehow, five years ain't that long, yet, it ain't that short either. I had countless memories in these five years. Some of it, I would never wish to give it up, even though it had much pain. I could say, the tears I shed are probably the most worth it ones in these five years.
Much things have come along the way, with the blessings of the One who loves me the most. Yet because of the circumstances and experiences I have, I wonder to myself, of how I should continue to run the race that I am in. Do I wish to change tracks? Do I wish to change the partnerships I have? What is best?
The lure and enticement of other things have seem to come into the picture. What seemed to be a simple, clear cut decision is now clouded by the naggings in the heart of what do I really want? Is this how I wish to live my life?
The answers should come soon, I believe. It's another major decision. What would the next lap of life be like? The journey into the sixth year, seems a daunting one..somehow, I can sense it.
Five years on, I ask myself, if I would still wish to continue on this journey in this particular place, in this particular time and space. Somehow, five years ain't that long, yet, it ain't that short either. I had countless memories in these five years. Some of it, I would never wish to give it up, even though it had much pain. I could say, the tears I shed are probably the most worth it ones in these five years.
Much things have come along the way, with the blessings of the One who loves me the most. Yet because of the circumstances and experiences I have, I wonder to myself, of how I should continue to run the race that I am in. Do I wish to change tracks? Do I wish to change the partnerships I have? What is best?
The lure and enticement of other things have seem to come into the picture. What seemed to be a simple, clear cut decision is now clouded by the naggings in the heart of what do I really want? Is this how I wish to live my life?
The answers should come soon, I believe. It's another major decision. What would the next lap of life be like? The journey into the sixth year, seems a daunting one..somehow, I can sense it.
Monday, November 6, 2006
Thoughts Republished
Been a long while since I last placed my thoughts here. Realized that I come back to this place when I have a lot on my mind, and need some space to straighten them out in a place where require much thinking before I write what I want to write.
In a matter of months, I experienced a totally different kind of environment. At times hostile, at times happening, at times friendly, at times confusing, complicated, and the list goes on. It sort of speaks forth the waves that are in my emotional life. Thank goodness that they are under control by an anchor that is so much bigger.
Find that I have learnt much more in this span of four months than my one and a half years in my previous haunt. Indeed, the environment changes people. I can feel that change through my bones. The rush of adrenaline, the speed, it excites me, yet at times place me at the cliff - of being burnt out. Yet, without such an experience, how would I know of Matt 11:28, and Isa 40:31 so much better?
Everything seems to come much clearly to me lately. It is a time of even deeper discovery. Adventure awaits me.
In a matter of months, I experienced a totally different kind of environment. At times hostile, at times happening, at times friendly, at times confusing, complicated, and the list goes on. It sort of speaks forth the waves that are in my emotional life. Thank goodness that they are under control by an anchor that is so much bigger.
Find that I have learnt much more in this span of four months than my one and a half years in my previous haunt. Indeed, the environment changes people. I can feel that change through my bones. The rush of adrenaline, the speed, it excites me, yet at times place me at the cliff - of being burnt out. Yet, without such an experience, how would I know of Matt 11:28, and Isa 40:31 so much better?
Everything seems to come much clearly to me lately. It is a time of even deeper discovery. Adventure awaits me.
Monday, August 7, 2006
1 Corinthians 13:7
7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. (NIV)
7Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening]. (Amplified)
7Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.Someone spoke a truth in my life of late. Love always trusts. Something that I lack. Looking at three different versions, I know I have a long way to go. Yet, it is not me, but He who works through me. He who shows me why I can trust, why I can believe the best of every person, why I can never lose faith.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
Thump...thump..thump...thump.....
That's the sound of my heartbeat, going faster than it seems. I have shifted from my beloved boon lay jungle, to the novena town. It's closing to two weeks that I have shifted to my new-found "home". One thing's not changed - CONSTRUCTION sites. Why am I faced with them so often? God knows.
Each day I come to work, at times with fear and trembling, at not knowing what to expect, who I am to meet. I asked for a job that is challenging. Boy was that prayer answered! There isn't much guidance in this job. I am given the expected outcome, and various contacts whom I may liaise with. The rest of the work - look for a way out yourself. Hence my last week, and I believe, upcoming weeks ahead of reading, reading and reading. Next, observing, observing, observing. At the same time, whoever I could get hold of, I started to ask all sorts of questions. Of course in the midst of this, there were dumb questions asked. But what the heck, better to ask anyway. Kiasu spirit in me working hard.
There's this weird drive within me at this workplace. Yes, the pressure is a big difference as compared with the past, yet there's this thing in me that makes me tick. Tiredness has seeped in greatly - in my bid to balance the various aspects of my life. Yet, there's this satisfaction that surfaces. Wonder if this will end? Whether I'd stop feeling this way as reality sets in?
In all these, I see how the entire situation was set out in front of me. How my life has been finely and intricately planned. Just like how I was made. At this moment, at this point in time, I am marvelling at how I managed to get to this point in the first place. Yet, also looking ahead to what I am set to accomplish here. A purpose, which I am still discovering the mysteries to it.
Each day I come to work, at times with fear and trembling, at not knowing what to expect, who I am to meet. I asked for a job that is challenging. Boy was that prayer answered! There isn't much guidance in this job. I am given the expected outcome, and various contacts whom I may liaise with. The rest of the work - look for a way out yourself. Hence my last week, and I believe, upcoming weeks ahead of reading, reading and reading. Next, observing, observing, observing. At the same time, whoever I could get hold of, I started to ask all sorts of questions. Of course in the midst of this, there were dumb questions asked. But what the heck, better to ask anyway. Kiasu spirit in me working hard.
There's this weird drive within me at this workplace. Yes, the pressure is a big difference as compared with the past, yet there's this thing in me that makes me tick. Tiredness has seeped in greatly - in my bid to balance the various aspects of my life. Yet, there's this satisfaction that surfaces. Wonder if this will end? Whether I'd stop feeling this way as reality sets in?
In all these, I see how the entire situation was set out in front of me. How my life has been finely and intricately planned. Just like how I was made. At this moment, at this point in time, I am marvelling at how I managed to get to this point in the first place. Yet, also looking ahead to what I am set to accomplish here. A purpose, which I am still discovering the mysteries to it.
Friday, June 30, 2006
One.Five Years
I have been in NTU for 1.5 years as an Asst Hall Officer. I always had a lot of apprehension in introducing my occupation throughout this time. People whom I meet will look at me with all kinds of weird expression, trying immensely hard to understand what is my occupation about. "Hm...what does an AHO do ah?" This is a follow - up question that I will face all the time, whenever I introduce myself in this way.
Thereafter would be another five minutes of a brief job description of what I do. I think, my mind is regularly "refreshed" in the work I do at the Hall Office. If my explanation satisfies the other party, well and good, if not, further questions will be asked. Eventually, half an hour talks on my work at the Hall Office will arise. Hence, it turns out to be a good conversational topic?!?!
All the while I was in this job, there were mixed feelings. Exactly what am I to do here? What's my direction in life, all came about. Then again, the free pockets of times in this job allows me to really set my mind to think about what exactly I want to achieve in life. Though I don't have all the answers, but I want to discover them as I live life.
"Visions are refined, they don't change. Plans are revised, they rarely stay the same."
Got this off a friend's MSN nick, according to him, it's from this book, Visioneering. Perhaps, it's also time for me to look at this.
Overall, it's a wonderful 1.5 years spent in this office. Many valuable lessons were learnt here, from the people around. I am glad as well, that I have learnt to relate with people many decades older than me. On top of that, learning from their years of vast experience. The enrichment from this, is priceless.
Thereafter would be another five minutes of a brief job description of what I do. I think, my mind is regularly "refreshed" in the work I do at the Hall Office. If my explanation satisfies the other party, well and good, if not, further questions will be asked. Eventually, half an hour talks on my work at the Hall Office will arise. Hence, it turns out to be a good conversational topic?!?!
All the while I was in this job, there were mixed feelings. Exactly what am I to do here? What's my direction in life, all came about. Then again, the free pockets of times in this job allows me to really set my mind to think about what exactly I want to achieve in life. Though I don't have all the answers, but I want to discover them as I live life.
"Visions are refined, they don't change. Plans are revised, they rarely stay the same."
Got this off a friend's MSN nick, according to him, it's from this book, Visioneering. Perhaps, it's also time for me to look at this.
Overall, it's a wonderful 1.5 years spent in this office. Many valuable lessons were learnt here, from the people around. I am glad as well, that I have learnt to relate with people many decades older than me. On top of that, learning from their years of vast experience. The enrichment from this, is priceless.
My staff in office, and my boss just next to me, in matching colour tops. It's an experience I am glad to be placed in this place for.
Somehow, I have this sense, that these 1.5years, are the preparatory years, thereafter, I am going for the kill. Haha...not sure about that. Yet, I sense my drive being stronger after here, and I am looking forward to scale the heights that will be placed in front of me in my new vocation.
Jer 29:11. He knows what's best for me, and the seasons in my life. Yes, there were countless struggles, countless conflicts, countless bargainings with Him over what I want in my life. After all these, that sense of assurance and security in walking with Him. Priceless.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Some Things Just Can't Be Expressed
There are times when I find I want to say more, but I can't bring myself to say it. Some expressions in my heart, that at times is bursting at its seams to be overflowed, but I can't release it.
Sometimes, I just don't know how to make it sound how I really feel. There are deep churnings of emotions in my heart, but I can't release them. Am I not able to face up to it? What is it that is hindering me from releasing these? Not releasing it in a hurtful way, but just to release it.
Looking for directions here, to be self-controlled, yet at the same time allowing myself to release these feelings within me, in a right way. Then again, what is the right way?
Sometimes, I just don't know how to make it sound how I really feel. There are deep churnings of emotions in my heart, but I can't release them. Am I not able to face up to it? What is it that is hindering me from releasing these? Not releasing it in a hurtful way, but just to release it.
Looking for directions here, to be self-controlled, yet at the same time allowing myself to release these feelings within me, in a right way. Then again, what is the right way?
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Delayed Reflections
On certain days, I can't help but smile. Sometimes, it is on my face, other times, it is on my heart. Today, both happened. (=
Today, I woke up to dark, overcast skies, threatening to rain all it can on me. At that point, I gave thanks to God for the shelter He placed over my head. I also gave thanks that He understands how I felt early this morning - gloomy. Glad that he feels like I do, or I felt He is telling me He understands, by painting the skies this way. Anyway, He does know what I feel. Period.
The mornings have been rather cold. Bitterly cold at times. Yet, throughout all these, He lets His love shine through. That ray of light that just creeps its way through the crevices of the trees I walk under, reminds me of that ray of hope I have in Him.
As I walked to my office, I asked myself. What have I gained in my service to my current organisation? What have I contributed in it for the past 2 years? Had I really made an impression, a good one, I hope, to the people in this place? I had no answers for a while, then it started to come in.
After my resignation was announced, I received phone calls from colleagues all around. Some called to ask about my decision, expressing their shock, and also that they'd miss me. Thereafter sending me their well wishes. Boy was I surprised. I thought I would make a quiet exit out of my organisation.
I thought that was it. A moment in time where people generally would just say their goodbyes out of mere courtesy. Then further came gifts, emails, even visits to my office to talk. Really pleasantly surprised that such efforts were made. In total, I received a good sum of angpao. I was surprised. Never did i think of so many people contributing to it.
Throughout this while, I realized that somehow, through His grace, I had impacted some people in this organisation. The things they wrote, the thoughts they have about me, encouraged me to see that God, You have placed your imprint in this place through me. I am glad that I had heeded Your direction, Your hope for me in this place. That, your very word in Matt 6:33 really meant so much. All I asked then, was a workplace on campus, to reach the student ministry more effectively. You gave me that, and so much more!
Hence, my gloomy day, became one of thankfulness, one of hope. You made it come to past. Your partnership with me has been impeccably wonderful.
Today, I woke up to dark, overcast skies, threatening to rain all it can on me. At that point, I gave thanks to God for the shelter He placed over my head. I also gave thanks that He understands how I felt early this morning - gloomy. Glad that he feels like I do, or I felt He is telling me He understands, by painting the skies this way. Anyway, He does know what I feel. Period.
The mornings have been rather cold. Bitterly cold at times. Yet, throughout all these, He lets His love shine through. That ray of light that just creeps its way through the crevices of the trees I walk under, reminds me of that ray of hope I have in Him.
As I walked to my office, I asked myself. What have I gained in my service to my current organisation? What have I contributed in it for the past 2 years? Had I really made an impression, a good one, I hope, to the people in this place? I had no answers for a while, then it started to come in.
After my resignation was announced, I received phone calls from colleagues all around. Some called to ask about my decision, expressing their shock, and also that they'd miss me. Thereafter sending me their well wishes. Boy was I surprised. I thought I would make a quiet exit out of my organisation.
I thought that was it. A moment in time where people generally would just say their goodbyes out of mere courtesy. Then further came gifts, emails, even visits to my office to talk. Really pleasantly surprised that such efforts were made. In total, I received a good sum of angpao. I was surprised. Never did i think of so many people contributing to it.
Throughout this while, I realized that somehow, through His grace, I had impacted some people in this organisation. The things they wrote, the thoughts they have about me, encouraged me to see that God, You have placed your imprint in this place through me. I am glad that I had heeded Your direction, Your hope for me in this place. That, your very word in Matt 6:33 really meant so much. All I asked then, was a workplace on campus, to reach the student ministry more effectively. You gave me that, and so much more!
Hence, my gloomy day, became one of thankfulness, one of hope. You made it come to past. Your partnership with me has been impeccably wonderful.
What Can I Say?
I have changed. I think so.
At least, my vocation has changed. My ministry has changed. The people whom I am hanging out with often has also changed.
My perspectives and viewpoints have changed. My relationships with people have also changed. My heart condition has changed.
Yet, He has not changed. His love has not changed. His patience has not changed. His hopes and dreams for me has not changed.
What can I say? I just can't help but break into a song, to praise His goodness. In moments like these, I sing You a Love Song.
What can I say? I can never thank Him enough, never love Him enough, never seek Him enough. There's always so much more to Him than I ever can imagine.
God - More than you can imagine....
At least, my vocation has changed. My ministry has changed. The people whom I am hanging out with often has also changed.
My perspectives and viewpoints have changed. My relationships with people have also changed. My heart condition has changed.
Yet, He has not changed. His love has not changed. His patience has not changed. His hopes and dreams for me has not changed.
What can I say? I just can't help but break into a song, to praise His goodness. In moments like these, I sing You a Love Song.
What can I say? I can never thank Him enough, never love Him enough, never seek Him enough. There's always so much more to Him than I ever can imagine.
God - More than you can imagine....
Saturday, May 20, 2006
Hard to Describe
Feeling under the weather of late. There are things which can't be put into words, even how much you want it to be put into words. Case of not facing up to the reality? I presume so.
Upcoming period of time, will be challenging - to people around me, and to me. Just trying to keep my head above water, and remembering to paddle at the same time, not forgetting, to paddle in the RIGHT direction. Wow, now that seems hard. Hmm...
Upcoming period of time, will be challenging - to people around me, and to me. Just trying to keep my head above water, and remembering to paddle at the same time, not forgetting, to paddle in the RIGHT direction. Wow, now that seems hard. Hmm...
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Questions
The older I get, the more confused I become. Why? Had been thinking about life, mine in particular. The so many things that I have been led through with Him. But I don't know what all these lead to.
Something I realized about myself recently though - I have developed some kind of dementia. I can't remember certain unhappy things, rather, I have a difficult time remembering what exactly was hurting. What's happening?
Something I realized about myself recently though - I have developed some kind of dementia. I can't remember certain unhappy things, rather, I have a difficult time remembering what exactly was hurting. What's happening?
Thursday, March 2, 2006
Change Management
I remembered I took this module - Change Management in my final semester as a student. If I wasn't wrong, I scored an A -grade for it. Weirdly, one and a half year on, I am taking it again. This time, a practical course.
Whatever that was discussed in the past on employee unhappiness, low staff morale, lack of direction and vision in an organisation, the lack of a positive culture, etc, all are now being enacted in front of my very eyes.
It surely doesn't feel good to be in a situation where the entire organisation is going through a major upheaval. It adds to the emotional strain of the employees when the change management team is not doing much to allay the fears of the people by telling them the truth.
I remembered a course where I attended. The course instructor didn't say anything profound, but he just said it plainly. "You may say a lot of things, but those lot of things doesn't really matter, unless it is the truth." Yes, people may grieve over it, rant over it, but at the end of the day, they can pick up and move on. When the truth is witheld, the entire organisation will be in a frenzy. How true. It is what I am looking at now.
The way I see it, strengthens my stand on one thing. Everything may be shaken in life, the security of the job, the changes in people and the organisation. One thing still stays the same, still stays stable, unchanged - the character of God, and His promises laid out.
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth will give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. Psalm 46:1-3
How apt. His direction and purpose is what that keeps His people assured and at peace despite the upheavals around us. I may not know exactly His plan for me, but I sense it is unfolding and I'd find the answer to the reason why I am still here, soon.
Whatever that was discussed in the past on employee unhappiness, low staff morale, lack of direction and vision in an organisation, the lack of a positive culture, etc, all are now being enacted in front of my very eyes.
It surely doesn't feel good to be in a situation where the entire organisation is going through a major upheaval. It adds to the emotional strain of the employees when the change management team is not doing much to allay the fears of the people by telling them the truth.
I remembered a course where I attended. The course instructor didn't say anything profound, but he just said it plainly. "You may say a lot of things, but those lot of things doesn't really matter, unless it is the truth." Yes, people may grieve over it, rant over it, but at the end of the day, they can pick up and move on. When the truth is witheld, the entire organisation will be in a frenzy. How true. It is what I am looking at now.
The way I see it, strengthens my stand on one thing. Everything may be shaken in life, the security of the job, the changes in people and the organisation. One thing still stays the same, still stays stable, unchanged - the character of God, and His promises laid out.
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth will give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. Psalm 46:1-3
How apt. His direction and purpose is what that keeps His people assured and at peace despite the upheavals around us. I may not know exactly His plan for me, but I sense it is unfolding and I'd find the answer to the reason why I am still here, soon.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
JC kakis
Met up again over the week. Let me see, the last time we three met was at shan's birthday. And that was like a zillion years ago!!! Hmm...ok, that was three years ago? Yup, I think so.
Interesting to see how we have not changed much in the looks section (still young, pretty...=p), but in ourselves, within our hearts, a lot of things have changed. Ms E has since been training to be a budding pianist at La selle....Shan's working at a finance company.....and in paper qualifications, mine seemingly is in society's standard, the best, but guess what? Monetary standards are not very proportionate. Ms E earns $50 bucks per hour, just by whacking some white keys with a student!
We caught up at Tampines, Century Square, our JC hang out place. It felt good to be back there, with familiar faces, talking about our crazy times together in our green uniforms, people in our class, our teacher, etc, etc. Think we should do it sometime soon. Probably at Ms E's house the next round! =)
Interesting to see how we have not changed much in the looks section (still young, pretty...=p), but in ourselves, within our hearts, a lot of things have changed. Ms E has since been training to be a budding pianist at La selle....Shan's working at a finance company.....and in paper qualifications, mine seemingly is in society's standard, the best, but guess what? Monetary standards are not very proportionate. Ms E earns $50 bucks per hour, just by whacking some white keys with a student!
We caught up at Tampines, Century Square, our JC hang out place. It felt good to be back there, with familiar faces, talking about our crazy times together in our green uniforms, people in our class, our teacher, etc, etc. Think we should do it sometime soon. Probably at Ms E's house the next round! =)
Monday, February 13, 2006
Farewell...
There's quite a bit of movement in my organisation lately. It's farewell after farewell.
I've got to miss one farewell dinner as I'm typing this now, but it's still a sense of loss.
One is a person who guided me a lot in my work when I started off, another is a friend I gotten to know recently but the friendship deepened in a short period of time, and the last, a friend whom I've yet to get to know better, and they are all leaving.
Yet, it's still something to thank for, that in the story of my life, they are people who contributed some content in it, some more, some less. Nevertheless, they have played a part, and I hope that they'd continue to be at some point or another.
The gift I made for one of them.......
I've got to miss one farewell dinner as I'm typing this now, but it's still a sense of loss.
One is a person who guided me a lot in my work when I started off, another is a friend I gotten to know recently but the friendship deepened in a short period of time, and the last, a friend whom I've yet to get to know better, and they are all leaving.
Yet, it's still something to thank for, that in the story of my life, they are people who contributed some content in it, some more, some less. Nevertheless, they have played a part, and I hope that they'd continue to be at some point or another.
The gift I made for one of them.......
Tuesday, February 7, 2006
Focus, Direction
There are 24 hours in a day. Of these, not all are moments, moments that I'd stop to ponder over. The great ones, seem to last only those few minutes. Or in some days, I find none to be considered a moment to keep.
How much of these moments have I missed? How much of these moments are meant to be for keeps?
Focus - on the moments that I can give thanks to, rather than the many hours of events, circumstances that I dread. Learning to see what's the truth behind romans 8:28.
In my heart, I have planned for a particular direction. Yet, will that come to pass? I shall see.
How much of these moments have I missed? How much of these moments are meant to be for keeps?
Focus - on the moments that I can give thanks to, rather than the many hours of events, circumstances that I dread. Learning to see what's the truth behind romans 8:28.
In my heart, I have planned for a particular direction. Yet, will that come to pass? I shall see.
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