Moved!

I'll leave this blog open for a while more until all of you know about the moving of my web-log.

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I'm sorry to hear of it

On sunday night, I was feeling very sad. Specifically, the thought that was running through my mind was what it would be like to lose my parents. Why so morbid rite? I think there was a reason to it.

Monday afternoon, I got a very shocking sms from my dad. I was so shocked I didn't know what to do.I felt sad.

I don't know what to say to comfort you and your family. But, I thank God your father received Christ. When my grandmother passedaway, the one thing that gave me comfort was that she is now with the Lord. That was my greatest comfort. I think it will be for you too. It's a great thing!! To be so rest assured that he is up there with Big Guy! :) I will continue to pray for your family.

Meanwhile, I thought this song is quite nice. The story is a bit irrelevant (i think) but the words of the chorus are comforting. It's what I call an honest song.

Held by Natalie Grant

Two months is too little.
They let him go.
They had no sudden healing.
To think that providence would
Take a child from his mother while she prays
Is appalling.

Who told us we'd be rescued?
What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?
We're asking why this happens
To us who have died to live?
It's unfair.

Chorus:
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held.

This hand is bitterness.
We want to taste it, let the hatred know our sorrow.
The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held.

Bridge:
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held.

Last lap

The last lap is equally important, if not more, than the beginning of a race. You start well, you end well. The end matters!!! That is why I am not slacking in my last semester in NUS. Yes, i know it won't make much of a difference to the degree scroll I will receive but I am to do my best because all I do I'm suppose to do for the glory of God! :)

But, this last lap has been a struggle! The past week has been such a great struggle just trying to study! Sigh.

Exams will end soon. 30th April! After that, no more (written) exams for a long time...

Sigh. So sad that it will end so soon. Exams. Uni life.

okay. time to sleep.

two cents worth?

A lot of things running through my mind these few days. I don't want an extremely lengthy post but I like blogging for archive sake.

I feel that life is interesting because it is peppered with interesting, unexpected things that happens.

This semester, God brought me a friend whom I think is very interesting. When we first had a meal together, I found out we share one same hobby!!! I went for an event he organised last night and I was the camerawoman. So, today my friend sent out a picture that i took and he mentioned this: *I didn't take this shot myself. I found someone who is like-minded! And I smiled because I think it's so nice to know someone thinks the same way as you. It's so nice to meet someone whom you know share certain hobbies or ideas with you. Don't you feel so?! It's like meeting a long lost twin. hehe. Maybe it'll be interesting to think about the friends you have and the special thing that you both share. Don't that make your friendship even more special? :)

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For lunch today, I cooked. It's always good to hang out with friends from the same kampung - especially after so long! But, today I relive my childhood. Some of you know the friendship I have with David - a platonic friendship that started since we were kids. We've grown up and God in HIS goodness, brought us both to Singapore - a company we really appreciate! But today, we did something that we as kids used to do very often. I don't know if he remembers it or not. But, he used to come to my house after church and then we'll sit at the piano - playing and singing. Today we did the same thing. And I think that was special. :)

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Shelby wrote on our church songbook that she so thoughtfully gave to me: May you be able to use it in times when there's silence that needs filling with song. There have been aplenty time where there's silence that needs filling with songs. And although I'm no sweet sounding songbird, I love to sing. Music fills a certain emptiness within. Music has a special place in my heart. And there are a lot of times, music (like poetry) echoes the things in our hearts much more competently that just mere words.

And in the past two days, there's a desire to sing which is much greater than any ordinary days.

And when times like this come, I miss shelby much more!!! :)

xxx

Weng Yan celebrated her 23rd birthday 5 days ago. Jee Leng, my sister, celebrated her 18th birthday 4 days ago. Jon celebrated his 24th birthday yesterday. With all the birthdays taking place, I'm just brought to realise how time really flies once you hit 20! One better make sure time is spent wisely, life is spent interesting and beneficially before it is all over.

xxx

I thank God for everything!!! :)

Cheers....

HAPPY 24TH BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here's wishing you a very happy and blessed 24th Birthday.

May your 24th year on earth see plenty of God's goodness, faithfulness, love and blessings!

Take care!!!!

:) :)

Rewind...

It’s really a pleasant surprise when Andrew Cowell touched on some issues that were in my mind and heart. I would make special efforts just to hear Andrew Cowell preach! From the way he preaches, you can tell, this man doesn’t play a fool with God. He doesn’t play a fool with man too. Preachers usually stand up there and try not to offend their audience. You have to hear Andrew preach! He’s really really good! But it was such a sad thing that there were so few people at the conference. I’m so afraid that as we celebrate Good Friday and Easter, it becomes like a routine, we don’t want to look and re-look at Jesus’ crucifixion and Resurrection because we think we’ve gotten all that we could about it. After all, we’ve been in church for so many years. Gosh. I pray we’ll never get tired of it!!! Okay, pictures!

On Monday, we celebrated Weng Yan's birthday. Happy 23rd birthday girl!!!!




On Tuesday, my classmates and I went to East Coast Park. I didn't want to go initially coz I was feeling quite tired having arrived in Singapore only on tuesday morning. Plus, i've a paper due on friday (which as of now, i've not written anything yet). But, my friends were quite insistent on my going. I told myself that I could spend some time just relaxing! haha. Of course, after praying I felt peace about going. So, I went... And I'm so glad I did. We cycled for 1 hour! Now, my butt hurts!!! :( Had dinner and then we left.




On the bus, Mich and I were laughing our heads off as we were watching stuffs on TV Mobile - esp when they showed Phua Chu Kang. Gosh. Ade, u imagine this ok. Mich and I have the loudest of laughters in the whole EL dept. Put the two of us together, you can be assured of a very fun class! But, on the bus, we got heads turning, yes la, when we laugh! But, mind you, our laughters were at a very controlled level!!!!

So much work to do but all I feel like doing is sleeping!

Rethinking

After studying freezing in YIH study room, I decided to walk into the society's area. Why? I don't know. For no reason at all. I just had such a compulsion. While walking there I saw Nathanael, so I stopped and said my "hello" and then proceeded to the society's area. I looked at the Nus Navigator's table and thought to myself that there isn't anything different about this table. Everything looks the same. Why am I here? What am I looking for? I thought it was just one more of my aimless walks. So, I pulled the chair out and sat there looking aimlessly at the bookshelf I've never really took note of. And then, I skimmed through the books that were there and 1 book particularly caught my attention. It was an old book. Its cover was yellow and the pages were yellow too - an indication of an aged book. Nothing spectacular about the cover (I have a thing for cover pages!). But, it's title were screaming "Pick me UP!". It was: Shadow of the Almighty.

Ever since Walk His Trail, I've been wanting to read Shadow of the Almighty and Through Gates of Splendour. But, I've never been able to get hold of those books. I picked up Shadow of the Almighty and took a good look at the cover page. Read the dedication, acknowledgement. Paused for a while, thinking "do I have time to read this? I've just started on one book and barely moving forward. Do I abandon that book and read this? But, I have other books to read - academic ones." I took out the notebook that records all the books borrowed and notice that many people have borrowed books for years and they have no return date recorded. So the kiasu side of me thought if I don't grab hold of this book, either someone will grab it or I will forget. So, I recorded the details of the book in the logbook. Left society's area.

The book is really challenging me in my ways. Amongst it, is my desire to go to India. A few things have kept the thought of going to India in the backburner of my mind. Don't ask me why. haha. I never knew Jim Elliot had a passion for India. Little did I realise, reading the words "India" makes my heart skip a beat. I don't know why. But, it's making me rethink of my desire to go to India. Maybe it shouldn't be in the backburner anymore. Maybe I should really seriously start reconsider, rethink, go through another process of seeking the Lord again.

Lord, guide me! :)

vices

For our group project, we decided to research on food blogs, which in my opinion sets us for temptation. Food blog is quite an interesting field in the blogosphere. But, too much temptation for me! Haha.

The shopper side of me is trying to come out and it has successfully tempted me to go shopping. But, what is shopping without your kaki? Boring! I miss Joshua. Haha. You know why!

I miss having the luxury of time and a car! The thing about shopping (not window shopping) is that if you can’t get something in one place, you’d want to hunt for it in another place. But, if you have no time or no car, you’d just have to wait for another day. And you know, it’s torture to have that urge in you but you can’t fulfil it! Argh.

Saturday I went out with my roommate and her classmate. It was okay. I thought since they wanted to shop, it’ll be okay. But, there were a few reasons why it wasn’t really an exciting shopping time. 1) They are of different socio-economic level – theirs higher, mine lower. Hah! 2) They were shopping for clothes, which wasn’t what I really wanted. If I shop for clothes, I’d need many hours. 2 hours is barely enough! So, I didn’t get to shop what I wanted. But, overall, it was okay. I didn’t hate it. Coz the company was good too. If I didn’t had such strong shopping urges, the experience would have been almost perfect. Haha.

Oh, I need to share this very hilarious thing with you! All my life I’ve nicknames given to me, but barely do people get my name wrong. I used to have a teacher who would rather call me by my nickname than my real name. Weird! I corrected her many times before but she still prefer that than my real name. BUT, anyway, my church elder has gotten my name wrong and I do not know how to correct him. He calls me Ginny/Jeannie. Argh! I’m still trying to figure out which one he thinks my name is. But, I don’t understand…so many people get my name right. Why can’t he? We’re even in the same bible study group. Funny la. I think everyone else in the bible study group knows that he gets my name wrong. I don’t know how to correct him. “Uncle Eric, my name is not Ginny. It’s Jee Lee” Like that ar? The thing is Ginny/Jeanie and Jee Lee sounds so similar. Sigh. Maybe I should just adopt the name Ginny. But it’s disgusting la. Ginny Lye Jee Lee. Wah Crap!!! That’s like Lily Lim Lee Lee. Bleah!!!!