Radical.

There's once we met up with a friend telling us his struggles in relationship.
He mentioned that he just want to be "neutral", he doesn't want to be too serious,
he wants her to feel that she has all the free will and comfort in playing around with him & the other guy. He is not letting go but not pulling back..
Beating around the bush, ups & downs, twist & turn...
(In fact, we all grew tired listening to his whining :p)

Then suddenly he popped a question:
"So what is your opinion, Jo?"

"My friend, you gotta know that I am a VERY RADICAL person."
I love his answer.
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Do not be afraid to be a radical person.

The majority is afraid to take a stand.
They do not want to choose side.
They want to stay in between.
Maybe it's a safe area. Zero risk, zero miracles.

It's either black or white, it is not okay to be grey.

Don't you feel tired standing on the fence?

JUMP! CHOOSE! MAKE A STAND!

Don't just give a spark, set up a FIRE!!

Don't just take a step, go ALL OUT!!

Don't just work on your dream, FIGHT for it!!

Don't just be passionate, go CRAZY for what you believe in!


Some of you might freak out reading this. My sincere apologies. We are preparing to go into deep waters, the unknown, where MIRACLES are.

Selah.

In one service during A4J Conference, Ps Philip shared about "Faith = Selah"

Selah simply means pause/rest in musical terms. Faith spells R.E.S.T.

You know, some of us have great expectations attending revival conferences like this. We are waiting for dynamic speakers to bring forth some POWERFUL, LOUD, FAITH-FILLED messages that will stir us up, pump up our faith and motivate us to do more!

Likewise, as a typical Church leader, I cleaned my ears and prepared my spirit to receive the powerful anointing/divine intervention/fire of revival...yadada. you mention it.

But

Yes, God gave me a lot of BUTs recently.

We saw Ps Philip, pulling out a PILLOW, from the hotel by the way, from his bag.

Lay it flat on the stage, and asked Ps Jonathan, his poor interpreter, to lie beside him on the pillow.

He said:

"Faith is not about pumping hard on your believe. Faith is not pushing yourself too hard to be an acceptable Christian."

Faith is rest.

Faith is being able to rest in your problems.

You are able to cast it all to God, knowing He will provide and take care of the things which you cannot see.

Then he started to sing (still lying down with his pillow)

” I wait on God to bring to pass,

all He has promised me.

And as I wait,

I rest in faith in what I cannot see.

For in His way He will provide,

at just the perfect time,

everything that’s good and right

For in His way He will provide,

to bless this life of mine.”

Tears...coming from every single cell of my being, overwhelmed me.

Some people around me were laughing at his act.

But I deeply felt what God is trying to tell me.

Ps Philip pastors 70 churches with over 40,000 members. He is radical and that brings a lot of threat to him.

But he says: "My 2nd most powerful spiritual weapon (His bible being his 1st), is....my pillow!"

The song he sang, is his all time favorite lullaby. He sings himself to sleep. He put all his problems & worries outside. His bedroom is his secret place, his intimate sanctuary where God's peace surrounds.

You are no hero if you can defeat thousand men & move mountains.

A true courageous person, a real strong man, is one who knows how to let go, and let God.

My tears literally flow throughout the service. Many times I trained myself to be a tough girl.

I am a tough girl in my family because I bear the responsibility of their salvation.

I am a tough girl in the office as I run all the tasks and make sure everything is on time.

I am a tough leader in church because I have members to take care off.

That day, God just want me to be...me.

His little girl, who is soft & fragile, knows no evil, knows no responsibility & obligation.

He just want me to dwell in His presence, knowing that He loves me more than anyone else, and knowing that I love Him too, as my Big Daddy, who can make all things right, who will carry me through.

There are times to strive, there are also times of rest.

If you feel weary, defeated, disappointed...

Let's not try to get angry at yourself being weak & useless. Let's not try to motivate yourself by pumping hard on your decreasing faith.

You deserve a good rest.

Let our Heavenly Father renew your strength and tell you that He will bring to pass, all He has promised you.

selah.

Pik Chek.

"If I fail to come out with the script this Sunday, you can go ahead and kill me."

WHY ON EARTH I MADE SUCH PROMISE????!!


Me: Dear Mr. Director...spare my life please T_______T

Director: "You better go choose a nice picture for your tombstone."


ML: "Where's the flyer design?"

Me: "Ok ok... This Sunday!"

ML: "You said that LAST week."

Me: " Oops I did it again."

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No... everything is so behind time.
Pull me out of this shit...SOMEONE!!

Of all nights

A long post-Deleted.

I will not proclaim negativity in my life!
and of course not to my dear friends who might read them.

The title remained though...

Of all nights,

Why tonight when I need to wake up at 8am tomorrow???

Insomnia attack @@

mush talk

abandoned my blog for some time.
a new header & background.
CLEAN.

When World Cup calls your name!

"I've booked a table for 8 tonight 10pm Germany vs England."
Being a football dummy, this was my first time watching a match with the fans.

"I'm supporting England so you must support Germany!"
So I accidentally supported a winning team.

oo yea. it feels good.

p/s: I was sms-ing my dad while watching the match.
me: Germany-1
Dad: Nearly 2!
me: 2 NOW! HAHA!
....
me: Woohoo! 4-1! Unexpected!
Dad: Woohoo! 4-1! EXPECTED!

such a nice bonding with dad :)

zai jian xiao hong.

I tend to have emotional attachment to non-living objects.

I gave my car away today. Actually it's my brother's car but I am the one who is driving it most of the time :p
He is the first car I drove after getting my P license. Little but strong.

I knew he will be traded in for a new car last week.
Not until yesterday when the car dealer called, I'm still cool about the whole thing.

So yesterday I drove him out til late night.
Then I realized I need to clear out my things before handing him over.
Dug out so many rubbish, coins, parking tickets etc...
then I realized I have been ill-treating him for quite some time :p

The car was emptied, all car stickers removed..
Suddenly he looked so lonely... covering in dust. empty.

09.06.2010, 4pm - I handed the keys to my brother and he will do the "giving away" part.

I miss him already.
Thanks for being a shelter, on sunny or rainy days.
Thanks for giving rides to my family, friends, church members & maybe strangers.
Thanks for bringing me places.

You know,
so many people feel sad when they knew about your leave.
You have been a blessing to all of us.
You served us well, little red warrior!

I love you Little Red.
Our family loves you too.

Farewell. Hope to see you around, this time with a better owner.


T_______T