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Wednesday, October 31, 2007, 12:23 AM

While doing qt today, I imagined what heaven might be like..

I used to think that heaven was overrun by pious, uber-holy ppl in glowing white robes and all. People that never cussed, never did anything wrong.. (Sorta like the Flanders family from The Simpsons)


But today I just had this thot that heaven is more filled with ordinary people. I imagined people walking around with white robes, yes.. but they weren't boring and stuffy.. instead they had funny characters.. a decent sense of humour. um also with bad hair and all..

There's this drawing in my Bible (I'm using a Catholic Bible actually, Today's English Version), and it was a picture of a "grandstand" (using JC terms here, haha) of people cheering as one guy was being given a crown of leaves.. (this is for 2 Tim 4:8)

I imagined that in that grandstand there were people of all different races, people who looked like me and you.. Also people who wore tattoos and looked gruff, ex-convicts and all..

And I had a thot.

God doesn't expect me to be sinfree and perfect. There is no way I am anywhere close to that. (I think it's a serious prob if anyone were to think themselves perfect n sinfree actually..)

I'm flawed, I'm a sinner.

Why else would Jesus have to die on the cross?

Um okayy.. cos of that too but it's mostly cos of God's desire to save us cos of love..

And I had another thot.
That God doesnt expect me to be perfect, all He wants is that I love Him soooo much, that I submit my life, my everything to Him.. and in so-doing, try my bestest not to sin.

I'm guessing that for most of those people in heaven right now.. that's the one and only thing they have in common. Yet also the single most important thing to have in common.
They found God's love, and chose to run after Him, to repent and to worship Him with all that they are.

Love.

That's the main thing.
I din say it, it's all there in the 2 greatest commandments.
L O V E

Hmmm........


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I liked today's devotional a lot, so I pasted part of it below:

"All voyages, however, are fraught with uncertainty, especially those that pass through waters never sailed before. We don’t fear death so much as we do the passage. Who knows what dangers lie ahead?

But the journey is not uncharted. One has taken it before us, and He has returned to bring us safely through. Although we pass through the valley of the shadow of death, God is with us all the way (Ps. 23:4). His hands are on the helm as He guides us to the heavenly haven He has prepared for us (John 14:1-3)." —David H. Roper


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(and while typing this blog post, this song started playing on my iTunes.. haha)


A Saviour on a hill dying for my shame
Could this be true?
Defies the world I see
Yet this is all my heart was longing for
To know You my Lord
To know You Lord

You deserve
You deserve
You deserve all the praise

The heavens wept for You
The earth cried out "Could He be the One?"
For You so loved the world
You gave Your only Son to say
I love you so
Oh how I love You so

Hallelujah to the King
Hallelujah we will sing forever

And all humanity
Aches to find this beautiful love You give
We come to You again
To offer up our lives
To worship You alone
To worship You alone




Monday, October 29, 2007, 11:04 PM

I'm not the easiest person to love
But you, you opened your heart
To show me what I'm worth

Cause you choose to be
On the side of me
On the side of me




5:38 PM

I'm so done with school. I can't believe it's been 3 and a half years already. I'm done really, I want to give up.

I have zero interest in classes, zero motivation, and this whole thing is spilling over to other areas of my life.
I'm losing direction..

Right.. I'm just bitching and whining when there's nothing else I can do about it, cept to make the best out of this.

Sigh.

Anw, my friends are already starting to plan grad trips.
Should I do something too?




Sunday, October 28, 2007, 6:29 PM

i feel awful.




Thursday, October 25, 2007, 11:11 PM

Here's the thing about travelogues:

While watching this travel show about rio de janeirio.. copacabana and all..
I kept thinking to myself: "I waaaaaaannnnnntt to go there, NOW!!!"

For 5 mins after the show ends, I'm left stoning on my couch..
Suddenly remembering I that I'm stuck here.. and that I have a test on Monday.

Then I get off the couch and drag myself back to my notes.
Heh.




Wednesday, October 24, 2007, 11:34 PM



One of my all-time favourite books.
And finally, the movie's coming SOOOOOON!
whee :)




Sunday, October 21, 2007, 2:27 AM

I stumbled upon this song and totally fell in love with it.
Emo-song alert!




Wednesday, October 17, 2007, 1:05 AM

I miss the times when things were simple

just black and white, no greys


this whole thing about growing up..

sometimes it's a breeze..

I step into right-sized shoes, take a deep breath and greet the morning with my face to the sun

other days, I'm dragged, kicking and screaming, into the so-called "grown-up" world


I miss the times when things were simple

when you could be my best friend just cos I wanted you to

and vice versa


no walls, no inhibitions

tears and laughter, hopes and fears,

we'll share them.. easy peasy


I wish you can be my best friend.. close.. like that.


Shut your eyes,
I spin the big chair;
And you'll feel dizzy,
light, and free.


I am feeling sad.




Monday, October 15, 2007, 10:26 PM

Found love beyond all reason
You gave Your life Your all for me
And called me Yours forever
Caught in the mercy fallout
I found hope found life
Found all I need
You’re all I need

The time has come
To stand for all we believe in
So I for one am gonna
Give my praise to You

Today today it’s all or nothing
All the way
The praise goes out to You
Yeah all the praise goes out to You
Today today I live for one thing
To give You praise
In everything I do
Yeah all the praise goes out to You

All we are is Yours
And all we’re living for
Is all You are
Is all that You are Lord




Saturday, October 13, 2007, 11:47 AM

I need escape.. to disassociate (just for today)..

Some days I just can't wait to get over.




Monday, October 8, 2007, 5:45 PM

Chapter 21 - The Little Prince
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It was then that the fox appeared.

"Good morning," said the fox.

"Good morning," the little prince responded politely, although when he turned around he saw nothing.

"I am right here," the voice said, "under the apple tree."


"Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at."

"I am a fox," the fox said.

"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince. "I am so unhappy."

"I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed."

"Ah! Please excuse me," said the little prince.

But, after some thought, he added:

"What does that mean--'tame'?"

"You do not live here," said the fox. "What is it that you are looking for?"

"I am looking for men," said the little prince. "What does that mean--'tame'?"

"Men," said the fox. "They have guns, and they hunt. It is very disturbing. They also raise chickens. These are their only interests. Are you looking for chickens?"

"No," said the little prince. "I am looking for friends. What does that mean--'tame'?"

"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties."

"'To establish ties'?"

"Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world . . ."

"I am beginning to understand," said the little prince. "There is a flower . . . I think that she has tamed me . . ."

"It is possible," said the fox. "On the Earth one sees all sorts of things."

"Oh, but this is not on the Earth!" said the little prince.

The fox seemed perplexed, and very curious.

"On another planet?"

"Yes."

"Are there hunters on that planet?"

"No."

"Ah, that is interesting! Are there chickens?"

"No."

"Nothing is perfect," sighed the fox.

But he came back to his idea.

"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . . ."

The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.


"Please--tame me!" he said.

"I want to, very much," the little prince replied. "But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand."

"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . . ."

"What must I do, to tame you?" asked the little prince.

"You must be very patient," replied the fox. "First you will sit down at a little distance from me--like that--in the grass. I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings. But you will sit a little closer to me, every day . . ."

The next day the little prince came back.

"It would have been better to come back at the same hour," said the fox. "If, for example, you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, then at three o'clock I shall begin to be happy. I shall feel happier and happier as the hour advances. At four o'clock, I shall already be worrying and jumping about. I shall show you how happy I am! But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you . . . One must observe the proper rites . . ."

"What is a rite?" asked the little prince.

"Those also are actions too often neglected," said the fox. "They are what make one day different from other days, one hour from other hours. There is a rite, for example, among my hunters. Every Thursday they dance with the village girls. So Thursday is a wonderful day for me! I can take a walk as far as the vineyards. But if the hunters danced at just any time, every day would be like every other day, and I should never have any vacation at all."




So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near--

"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."

"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . . ."

"Yes, that is so," said the fox.

"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.

"Yes, that is so," said the fox.

"Then it has done you no good at all!"

"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields." And then he added:

"Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret."




The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.

"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."

And the roses were very much embarassed.

"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.




And he went back to meet the fox.

"Goodbye," he said.

"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."

"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."

"It is the time I have wasted for my rose--" said the little prince, so that he would be sure to remember.

"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose . . ."

"I am responsible for my rose," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.




Sunday, October 7, 2007, 3:31 PM

I think if you ever came into my room, and checked out the wiring that goes on..
You'll hardly believe that i'm actually studying electrical engineering.

HAH.




Tuesday, October 2, 2007, 8:13 PM

I'm currently reading:



C.S. Lewis cannot possibly be any more honest about the 'human condition'.
And doing this in the form of letters from one devil to another??
A worthy, worthy read :)




Monday, October 1, 2007, 9:42 PM

Taken at a cramped alley down to the "boat-stop" along the Chao Praya River.
3 weekends ago; with family; while waiting for the boat back cos we got on the wrong boat at first.
The mood: hungry (skipped lunch), hot, sweaty.







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Taken along the Siglap Park Connector, en route to church.
2 weekends ago; alone; tired from a full day of school on a Saturday.
Was practically gonna be dragging my feet at the prospect of having to walk so far, and the weather wasn't helping at all.



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What I figured out from these?

That life can be a bitch sometimes, no arguments there.
But I guess it doesn't take much to make it a wee bit more bearable.
I think it's partly cos it was entirely unexpected.
Or maybe cos all it took was a blank wall, something empty. And for someone to just do stuff to it.
Or maybe I was just looking for a distraction.
Something, anything, to get my mind off things.

Either way, these made me smile.