Haven't went down to East Coast for many moons. Really inspired by this clip from Jeff to go down one of these days...
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
细水长流
SG met two very old VJC friends while on S2006 duties. Wow, 15 years since we knew one another and about 10 since we last met. Yes, we all got caught up so easily in our job, getting married, etc. And when we look back at the end of life's journet, what really matter? Really reminds me of 梁文福 song:
But do we really have to 多年以后，问一声我的朋友，何时再为我吹奏，是否依旧??
The fast pace of Singapore's society is sometimes really scary. So scary that we miss out people relationships seem to matter less & less. Likely for SG, he knows that there's a relationship that he can continue building till the end of life's journey. Yes, like what he shared with Joel, SG is still missing 2 key components in his Christian walk. But it will change. It will. It must. And it will be done.
年少时候，谁没有梦，无意之中，你将心愿透露。
就在你生日的时候，我将小小口琴送，最难忘记，你的笑容。
友情的细水慢慢流，流进了你我的心中。
曾在球场边为你欢呼，你跌伤我背负。
夜里流星飞渡，想象着他日的路途，晚风听着我们壮志无数。
年少时候，谁没有愁，满腔愤概，唯有你能听得懂。
每当我失意的时候，你将那首歌吹奏，琴声悠悠，解我轻忧。
岁月的细水满满流，流到了别离的时候。
轻拍你的肩，听我说朋友不要太惆怅。
霓虹纵然再嚣张，我们的步履有方向，成败不论切莫将昔日遗忘。
多年以后，又再相逢，我们都有了疲倦的笑容。
问一声我的朋友，何时再为我吹奏。是否依旧，是否依旧。
人生的际遇千百种，但有知心长相重。人愿长久，水愿长流，年少时候。
But do we really have to 多年以后，问一声我的朋友，何时再为我吹奏，是否依旧??
The fast pace of Singapore's society is sometimes really scary. So scary that we miss out people relationships seem to matter less & less. Likely for SG, he knows that there's a relationship that he can continue building till the end of life's journey. Yes, like what he shared with Joel, SG is still missing 2 key components in his Christian walk. But it will change. It will. It must. And it will be done.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
IMF S2006
SG now on S2006 Delegate Liaison Officer duties. Lots of waiting time while his VIP goes for his meetings/events. Most important thing of the job is to have positive attitude. 'cos there's always missing info or, worse, wrong info. But so far, his VIP is ok, not demanding. Unfortunately, he came during weekend. So SG misses Hope Church Anniv at Expo :-( going to miss tonight's Chelesa vs Liverpool match too.
Friday, September 15, 2006
DISC
SG & Karen went for a seminar "Uniquely Yours" by Bible Society of Singapore 2 months ago. Based on DISC, the most useful part of this serminar is it will link your personality to what are the strengths/weaknesses in your ministry work. Very interesting.
They udpated the survey recently, so SG took another it again (from Management Centre of Asia website). Here's the result.
So, no doubts about it. SG is definitely D-C, or what term "Choleric" & "Melancholy".
The main thing is how can a D-C person be more effective in a people-oriented, intercessary role! Really have to rely on the super-natural.
They udpated the survey recently, so SG took another it again (from Management Centre of Asia website). Here's the result.
So, no doubts about it. SG is definitely D-C, or what term "Choleric" & "Melancholy".
The main thing is how can a D-C person be more effective in a people-oriented, intercessary role! Really have to rely on the super-natural.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Scars
SG got a nice email from Karen, and it reminds him of one of the 3 key verses that melted his heart 3 years ago....
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. ~ Jesus (Matthew 11:28)
Source: http://www.devotions.co.uk/scars.shtml
Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
His mother in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she could.
Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go.
A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived.
His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal, and on his arms, were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she loved.
The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't let go."
You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator or anything quite so dramatic, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
.....
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. ~ Jesus (Matthew 11:28)
Source: http://www.devotions.co.uk/scars.shtml
Some years ago on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went. He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
His mother in the house was looking out the window saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she ran toward the water, yelling to her son as loudly as she could.
Hearing her voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his mother. It was too late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the mother, but the mother was much too passionate to let go.
A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived.
His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal, and on his arms, were deep scratches where his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her effort to hang on to the son she loved.
The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom wouldn't let go."
You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator or anything quite so dramatic, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
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