God > I

It’s about 14 hours and 10 minutes to the final test. Yes, the mother of all stress for secondary school graduating students. After tomorrow, a loud freedom cry from the hearts of many can be heard in unison. Some have prepared to celebrate by class chalets, where they replace charcoal bbq with textbooks. Some will spend their time investing in the Bedtime stockmarket. I don’t know how I’m gonna celebrate it but I am definitely gonna reward myself with a bottle of Pokka Green Tea. I fasted from it until today. It has gotta touch my lips, enter my mouth, sink down my throats and never return! Hahaha.

God, remind me daily that You are greater than I.

Melt my heart, again.

http://www.tangle.com/view_video?viewkey=e37ae2797ff9b18a7940

In the past, when I hear sermons or videos like this, I would feel deeply passionate for people. But after knowing Christ for so many years maybe I have become hardened and the passion feels tiny, so it may seem. But no, I don’t wanna be someone like that. I want to live out the call of God.

Last One.

Just one more paper to go and I’m free from my secondary school days. Special thanks to God who has been with me through this period of excessive studying.

LPS.

If you want to hear, you will seek.

Yes, I want to hear.

Reign in my heart, Lord.

Reign:

–noun

1.	the period during which a sovereign occupies the throne.

2.	royal rule or authority; sovereignty.

3.	dominating power or influence: the reign of law.

–verb (used without object)

4.	to possess or exercise sovereign power or authority.

5.	to hold the position and name of sovereign without exercising the ruling power.

6.	to have control, rule, or influence of any kind.

7.	to predominate; be prevalent.

Does the world need a new hero?

Warning: This post is totally personal. It’s not tested and proven but what I have experienced just formulate the following thoughts.

I believe not. The world needs the same old hero, from the AD 1 until now – he is Jesus. However, prior to that, the world might need some new methods. Effective solutions are great but new problems > good old solutions. The way a theft group successfully robs a bank in the 80s won’t work again in this generation. Because technology has improved, defense systems have changed. Therefore I simply conclude that new problems this generation is capable of producing will oust if we fight it head on, thinking we know how to solve it.

“Yeah, I handled this issue before. I think I can solve it again. No problem.”

Will President Obama battle the economic crisis with the same old tactics used by former presidents who contributed to previous economic recovery? He won’t. He has new ideas up his sleeves. I think what I’ll need to use is a little bit of creativity and a lot of ownership. Ownership, as I discussed with Hoe, is not that simple. It gotta be throwing all your possible options on the table and think, which one is gonna work for this generation/problem/issue/person? And not which one looks easier to execute, sounds more feasible or ten year series (methods that have succeeded or were effective in the past).

I learnt not to call up my shepherd/leader for any problem that crops up and ask for solutions. He can give me some advice but he may not be the solution nor part of the solution. Like what Pastor Shirley mentioned, maybe I am the answer to the prayer. I’d like to phrase it this way I am the change I am looking for.

Ladies and gentlemen. It’s time to change your strat, reload your guns and take a shot.

My foot! Really, my right foot.

I was dance battling Nigel outside Jcube on saturday. Then guess what? The very first move I did, master swipes, had me landing on the side of my foot. Crack! I heard the sound and I knew I was injured. I sat down to rest. But then since I could still limp, I went home on a limping mode. Only arriving at woodlands mrt did I realise that I was so much less agile than just now – I couldn’t move my foot. So I took half an hour to hop on my left foot home from the station. Embarassing. Onlookers must have thought me nuts.

What was worse was that, I can’t feel my right foot the next morning I woke up. Gosh. My mom and I took a cab, initially to the hospital but it was gonna be a long queue at the A&E so we made a detour to the tanjong pagar osteopathologist. He did some light therapy on my foot, saying if it was any heavier, I would faint. Haha okay. Sad, cos I won’t be able to walk properly for 2 to 3 weeks and prohibited from dancing at least 3 months. Nooooo.

However, later that night I had visitors! They came to my house with mui fan (liao duo fan shao) which is seafood rice (more meat, less rice). Nice. A big thank you to David Hoe, Joshua Yap, Hari Raya Phua Xue Yong, David Sentosa and Jia Jun. (P.S. They tried to trick me by saying that a pretty girl is on her way to visit me, that turned out to be Jia Jun but I already expected it would be a guy. Haha)

Shatter me.

The trends are ongoing.

Reject the first step, fight off the first thought. Rekindle the flame, renew the passion. Be completely shattered, for One.

Pick up your pace, this is a race.

I wish desperation was written all over my face but it ain’t. I have been praying and God dropped me this word “desperate”.

I ask for more burden, please.

Catch a glimpse, pay a price.

Vision – catching a glimpse of what God can do through me.

But there’s a price to pay to influence. How much am I willing to pay? Think, think.