Saturday, February 12, 2005
Friday, February 11, 2005
Ah well, life is beautiful. I'm crusing and resting.
I wonder what God has in store next.
Faith to faith, glory to glory.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Carry the cross, count the loss, cut the crap.
I believe that human beings were built to be empowered. And in order to do that, we're going to have to realise that we're more then just a bunch of nerve endings. Physically and spiritually.
Who are you really? And where do you want to go?
In other news...
Gong si fa cai.
I had the most amazing CNY dinner ever.
So three days ago, Shu and I were at Regent college studying when we catch a couple of Singaporean accents from the next table.
"Are you Singaporean?"
"Yeah, but I've been here for 11 years."
"You would't happen to know my Dad do you? Lim Cheng Siew?"
I've never asked that question before. It never crosses my mind. Especially not with a random middle aged guy who immigrates to Canada years after my family leaves.
What's the deal?
So I had CNY dinner at Uncle Hwee Yang's place with Shu and Dustin. We meet the most amazing people, and hear the most amazing stories.
With lives like these, how can we not believe in God?
I praise God for the journey that he's brought me through. For every step along the way and every corner turned. I find my limits being pushed and expanded.
My relationship with Seth has totally revolutionized my faith. I realise that the only thing that's the same is that Jesus is God, Lord and my personal Saviour. Other then that, you wouldn't recognise me. And I like it this way.
I feel alive and true.
I have moments of weakness where I become less then I really am, but hey.. we'll get there.
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
I think I've eaten enough of this bullshit to warrent misery. Really, I am alive and I intend to express that. The world is beautiful and moving. Shouldn't I be too?
It's a beautiful day.
I know I'm not a hopeless case
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
They speak truth and grace into my life.
I'm learning to live by being myself, to be independent from what society tells me, to be free.
In other news, the holes are being filled.
Monday, February 07, 2005
But for now I struggle to remember who I am and what I have to do.
I struggle mostly with letting go of what isn't mine anymore, of what isn't congruenent to my identity.
There's only so much I can take, so I should stop taking more.
The hurt is washed away, but still here I am in the middle of it all with heavy hands. And I try so hard just to leave behind me, all the chains that bind me.
I won't back down, won't turn my head around,
Quick, take a recess, oops, take another breath,
Guess who, who's you, better take another crew,
Find out, all about, just don't doubt, just don't doubt
And I won't be lost in these watered down dreams that surround me.
I won't be caught up in the moment of the day.
Sunday, February 06, 2005
They can be filled with just about anything.
And you can be satisfied to the fullest.
But will you be free?