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Monday, May 30, 2005
Sorry to the s70 b-boyz and flygals. I really wanted to meet up with you guys and just catch up on all our lives, especially since so many of us are swimming away from this island. Even jovian took me aside after prayer meeting and said, "Ya gots ta go! Take a cab to Chinatown!"

But prayer meeting was so violently powerful. I couldn't understand why either. I have never experienced God's presence like that: this quiet strength of power and heart. I was planning on leaving after I played for the worship, but as we went along, I was compelled to stay and pray.

And there's someone called Responsibility. She can be rather ugly (even in the dark), and she always finds you no matter how hard to run away. But once you start to take her into your arms and let her lead, the outcome is nothing short of utter fulfilment.

I couldn't stay out too late that Firday night because I had to teach the BB boys from Kent Ridge the next morning. It wasn't much for me, but realise they're back in school on the first day of the June holidays. Jotham told me they were amazingly attentive to me, utterly unlike how they would respond to most of the officers there. I think I've rediscovered something that got lost in the Army.

And Saturday's 100% rehearsal was fantastic, even though it was tiring. I had no energy to dance around (with my guitar..!) unlike the worship leaders. Haha.

Oh yes! please come for 100% Praise and Worship! It is unlike anything we have done in our humble church before. Visit the website. Call me for directions (if you need them) this Saturday.

Long post eh? I think I'll talk about Sunday tomorrow.

Monday, May 23, 2005
A packed weekend this was.

CSI:SG was a success! Though so few of our own churched youths came. Yet, the Kent Ridge people had lots of fun. I guess I've learnt a lot as I fell headlong through the organising of this event.
1. You gonna quarrel, even when working with good friends and siblings.
2. Publicity. It's really important. An event is nothing without the event-goers.
3. Love what you do. We all live once. (and we freshly minted NSmen get a nice 6 month sabbatical *albiet without income*. The girls just don't get it)

(For those not in the know, CSI:SG has nothing to do with Bruckheimer or Gil Grissom. It's a simple race around Singapore, solving clues and doing silly things, and it's brought to you by the crazy mind behind this blog.)

I had the chance to join the juniors in their praise on Sunday in church. It was a lovely experience to see those 20 young ones singing heartily to the Lord. They were singing louder a roomful of teens! Their boundless energy and unbridled curiosity literally brought me to my knees as I was made the brunt of all their silly jokes.
Their concentration in prayer rivalled many of us older ones. No wonder the Kingdom of God belongs to such as these.

Sunday evening was spent in the karaoke lounge with 5 other families. It was memorable, though the generation gap was rather evident. I fear I hogged the mike too long.

Oh well. A*STAR's psychologists are meeting me on Wednesday. Now I wished I'd studied for that personality test.

Tuesday, May 10, 2005
I cannot believe I spent most of my day today walking in the rain with Celine. Besides the bouts of whining and spouting crap with her, I reckon we've achieved most of our goals for the recce. Oh, and her hand bag is heavy. Phew.

She kept emphasising to herself, "Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting..." It's a nice tagline, actually, but I think few guys (and fewer girls) really know how beautiful a woman broken before the Son of Man is.

It brought back to memory that day during CT lesson in 2002. Miss Wong shared candidly about the last 21 verses of Proverbs to our class. It didn't mean much back then, but with the glasses of hindsight, it's 2 examples from a person and from the Word that I was given. Miss Wong, I think you're one of those few who understood what it meant to be a woman before God and a disciple of Christ. Thank you.

Sunday, May 08, 2005
I was supposed to get to church by 7:30am today. But we woke up a little late, and I was stuck in the toilet, so Lucas ended up rushing off first without me. I was left with 2 choices: rush and try to catch the next bus (and hopefully get there in time for prayer) or just wait for the rest of my still-slumbering family.

The greyed cloud-filled firmament told me to wait.

So I woke the rest up, got dressed and sat down on my bed and got to watch the thunderstorm come upon the earth.

Faint morning light struggled to enter my room as I just sat in darkness, listening to rumbling thunder and wind whistling, seeing the rain stream down my bedroom window as it gently pattered onto glass.

How can one sit and watch a storm and not say, "the Creator is wonderful!"

So I didn't miss morning prayer at all. But Michelle missed her umbrella. Haha. So sorry.

I'm busier than I had envisioned before I came on as an intern. Phew. But I'm still standing. I need to be cautious, lest the tank runs empty and I'm stuck in the middle of the road.

Thanks to Dan and the rest for the card. We need to keep meeting up, simply cos we believe in Jesus.

OK. Towards a busy week.