Friday, February 24, 2017


Thankful. That I can say that I appreciate my 大姑丈 after today's trip with him to the hospital with 奶奶. We really worked together to ensure that the old one was able to clean her teeth and do a X-Ray properly. She is still very strong despite the age and we were struggling to stop her from pushing away those dental contraptions in her valiant attempt to abort the somewhat distressing process.

I can see how much thought he put into this whole process of caregiving. 有很多细节要照顾. While I was thankful for that, I think it was only today that I started to appreciate him as a person. He is really, as the taxi uncle said, 好好先生. Notwithstanding that I still don't really fancy the long messages (those mass forward chain message kind), I appreciate the thought behind him sending them.

Will not forget the back view of him wearing the apron, holding 奶奶 up in the X-Ray room while constantly encouraging her to stand, lean forward etc.


Thursday, February 23, 2017

Tapestry of Grace

Ayeeee. It has been an eventful day. Actually I was in NUS the whole day like a boring but the conversations over WA/email were anything but.

Of thankfulness, flipped back to the start of my current journal this morning and amazed at God's faithfulness in these short few months since December. Talking to my SW/life mentor about the upcoming lunchtime talk, about ministry in PGP, meeting Dr Calvin, even help from a senior for the policy project. He has blessed me with such wonderfully made people :')

Of grief (and hope), a dear friend's uncle's passing. Reminded of my own aunt, my grandma too.

Of joy and adventure. I just booked the ticket to Hanoi today whoop. To visit Hagar, an international NGO that engages with sex trafficking issues. Afterward I reflected, I actually haven't given much thought into this. Impulsive impulsive me I guess reframing you can say it is a kind of gung ho-ness but let me not get ahead of God.

Of satisfaction, at the day's work. Much left undone, but I have repose knowing that this is the Father's world, the world cannot be made or unmade (a vague recall of a quote from Bruggemann). I am really enjoying my education.

Of love. Stumbled on this package full of love as I was finding my readings <3 One of the most precious things I brought back from HK exchange.

And the common thread uniting these is grace. Such grace, Father, blessing me more than I deserve. Author of my life, You weave a tapestry of grace. And again I remind myself, each strand of sorrow has a place, within this tapestry of grace.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

破碎的 hallelujah

One benefit of being a student is that your time is sectioned nicely into semesters, and I am now midway into my final one in NUS. Kisah ada pahit, ada manis, tapi Tuhan membuat segala sesuatu indah pada waktunya (Pengkhotbah 3:11, TB).

Wrapping up this week with intentional quiet reflection and self-examination. Our gracious God has reminded me about the 3 resolutions I had for 2017. A broken hallelujah to You, my King.

To be honest, when my uncle began his series of text messages that was sending the implicit message of me not caring enough for my family, I was (1) frustrated (2) indignant (3) prideful and resistant (4) almost hateful. I was like: What more do you want?! What more do you want from me, God? And, who are you to tell me what to do, can't you see I am doing good work? Aren't I already making the effort? (Doesn't help that I was already feeling quite shaken from something else and that uncle was being indirect)

Even now I find it difficult to reply his (oh gosh the automatic word that came to mind was stupid) long messages of wisdom sayings and guidance for life. Firstly, I don't really wanna read and think about them when I have other better sources of wisdom. Secondly, it really takes cognitive energy to do that which is something I do not want to expend. A struggle. May the Kang that reads this again next time have better things to say.

It's not like I cannot see the beauty and goodness in what he is doing for me. I mean, why would he even bother? Although I sense a kind of judgment passed which I don't like, I know he has mostly good intentions. So help me, Father.

Not just my uncle, but to examine how I love my family in the everyday and the mundane. Do I consciously honour my parents in the little things? Not to make it legalistic, so fill me with your love, Father. To walk the way of the cross.

This links to engaging the world for God, in that investments, even if I pour myself out- are still finite. In a sense I am a scarce resource. This morning I was prepping to lead Bible study for CG on the bus to church- I asked myself, am I giving my 100%? I feel like CG Wooo has been a ministry that I am spending less investment in. Should I feel bad about it? Sunday School also. I was quite tempted to just say I'm sick and go for 9.30 service instead of SS.

I guess it goes back to the question in today's Bible study: What eternal pursuits has God laid on your heart as being important for you to follow in this season of your life?

仰倒. 2 very cherished moments at SS today. Ariel suddenly said: Some people don't believe in Jesus and God. That opened up the opportunity to encourage her to trust God to bring people to Himself and pray continually. Then somehow she exclaimed: Life is unfair! Reframe: It is unpredictable and beyond control at times. But God carries us through. The class started singing He is Able spontaneously :')

Seocond Patronus was when we prayed with the children. They asked to pray for their family to be healthy, for their baby brother, and we prayed together for teacher Siew Mun who will be going for a major op. I could feel that the children were really praying, not the usual fidgety, and Siew Mun was touched too. Spirit-filled moment.

Update: Hallelujah by Pentatonix. Is chillingly great.

Saturday, February 18, 2017


一个美好的早晨。吃着慢煎糕 (因为昨天在美食节目上看到厦门的慢煎糕好好吃)。我告诉妈妈,和表妹因为婆婆开始的Google 照片文件夹,有一张大姨的照片,照得好像模特儿,好美。妈妈说,你跟她讲,以后一定买好吃的给你吃。(哈哈我在爸妈眼里一直还是贪吃鬼)




 这个阿婶是有读书的,是她们当中的 leader 这样。

记得以前折报纸做纸袋, 以前哪里有plastic bag! 还有那些喝水的袋子,那些绳子都是手工串,绑的,现在都是机器 liao。100 个,两毛钱,补贴家用。我们还是比其他孩子幸运的啦,婆婆没有叫我们一定要做,喜欢做就做一下,没有说要在家里不可以出门。

哇,还有以前都是一块儿的,有个卖lor mai gaai 的,不知道她的名就叫她 lor mai gaai 阿姨。新年的时候,有一个邻居做kueh bangkit, 就会招我们:来啊来啊!以后久了就像一个commitment 了,每次都帮她。就在家门口烧炭,现在做这样,一定 tio complain! 她新年就一定会买一件新衣上门。

Ah Leng Ah Peng 的爸爸她们小时候就带到婆婆那边,拜拜就上班了。公公在家的时候就会带她们去kindergarten,会买吃的给她们,所以也是跟公公很亲。

 哦,公公也是每次买东西给我吃。公公说的,卖烧肉的,说这个baby 很可爱,就切烧肉给你吃。你这个贪吃的就吃了。


Thursday, February 16, 2017

Humility// Merendah Diri

Saya tidak tahu betapa bangga saya. Saya kini boleh berdoa hanya, Tuhan menjaga keamanan, Holy Spirit be upon the very weak me dan membantu saya untuk merendah diri.

Seperti Yesus, beliau seperti buah padi makin berisi makin rendah.

Wow perkataan itu merendah. The actual bending/bowing down. Betul, biarlah saya merendah diri. To forget myself, this broken weak self. I need to admit that there was a lot of self involved. Pride- my greatest enemy how I hate it to its very core.

Collateral beauty- in a sense saya mesti terima kasih kepada Tuhan kerana melalui situasi ini saya boleh memeriksa diri saya. Dan boleh merasa bagaimana kawan-kawan saya berasa tentang semua ini. Thank God that He has shown me how indeed all my good works are like filthy rags. I have been reflecting: Saya berjalan di sini, di situ- tetapi have I been running well? I can only give all praise to Abba who has taken these filthy rags by His grace, for His glory.

Tengah hari ini tidak senang- bapa saudara implying that I have been neglecting the family (namely, my 奶奶), and then got to know of the offense made. Particularly for my 大姑丈 I was quite convicted by the sense of injust I felt. Who was I to feel this way when he has been the main caregiver for my grandma who has been in and out of the hospital twice in this month? I feel that I should honour and give him the due respect as well. Which my damn prideful heart is not willing to cede. Lord help me. It was easier (much more so) with the other offense I had made. Merendah diri. Budaya Melayu betul-betul sangat indah.

Dari Mazmur 125 yang menenang hati saya:
Nyanyian ziarah.
125:1 Orang-orang yang percaya kepada TUHAN adalah seperti gunung Sion yang tidak goyang, yang tetap untuk selama-lamanya.
125:2 Yerusalem, gunung-gunung sekelilingnya; demikianlah TUHAN sekeliling umat-Nya, dari sekarang sampai selama-lamanya.

Yahweh, come and be the shalom amongst us, in us. O come, O come, Emmanuel.

Listening to the very same hymn I was listening sorrowfully this afternoon.Terima kasih kepada Tuhan keranaNya membantu saya untuk merendah diri. Went home to watch the video clip that my Uncle sent to bring across his message to me- prayed that I will honour him, to be humble, as Christ emptied Himself and became obedient even unto death. What am I, that I should hold to my self so tightly?

And so, I typed a sincere and I hope response that will be favourable in his eyes. No reply yet, but he has read it. I just wanna go and sleep after typing these.

Sanctification: Interhall worship and prayer was good :) I really loved how there was equal measure of worship and prayer, was initially worried it might veer towards the former. I think I succeeded at being a wallflower, which is great. Thank God for the tonsillitis, which helped greatly in making sure I just stayed in the background. At some point (I found it quite funny), I went behind the curtains to look out at Temasek Hall outside as Idelle was praying- wallflower points up. I am very thankful for the chance to pray together with the hallies and Faith, to intercede, to bring before me the faces of strangers- 那些隐约的面孔,都交托给神父您慈爱的手里。Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel shall come to thee O Israel.

Sunday, February 12, 2017


It is actually raining right now, and I reluctantly close my windows to stop the rain from wetting the matte floor. Nyanian hujan betul-betul menarik hati irama, hujan di lantai konkrit menangkanku.

Reminds me of my first love, how I am seeking to let my perspective be changed to mirror God's- and it's a kind of awakening, to a far better, rain-washed world. Mercy drops round me are falling, but for the showers we plead. This genius knows that love causes someone begin to take on the loved's lens.

窗台上滴落的雨滴,轻敲着伤心,凄美而动听 (this line is so beautiful look at the nuances and metaphorisation in the Chinese language and culture)
Brings me back to yesterday's Diversity Symposium :') Much feels 好感动 sangat terharu. Being in front of everyone was initially quite D: but after I got over being self-conscious (the blazer and choker and looking good helped alot, superficial I know) I really enjoyed looking at these people there. Taking notes, listening intently; some of these my dear friends. Hehe someone was very happy when Dr Janil gave a mini speech about preserving Chinese culture and values.

凄美而动听 | Thursday Year 4 prayer got us to read Psalm 84 and to share a verse that spoke to us. This is beautiful, especially when I knew the context of how Jewish travelers in the dry desert would give thanks for the dry valley as well.
"As they walk through the valley of Baca , They make it a spring; The rain also covers it with pools. They go from strength to strength; Each one appears before God in Zion." (v6-7)

回忆 是 一行行无从, 剪接的风景,爱始终年轻

Kinda wistful/wishful thoughts- Was looking at I:) and being looked at (I think) by Cat unsettled me a bit. I:) mainly because it was really so nice to talk to him- I will always cherish that conversation we had on the staircase, just after I had my heart broken over the brokenness in this world. "How are you?" That insistent asking. May the staircase lead up to eternal life. Will cherish the laughter over conversation with someone who knows where I am coming from also.

幸福也可以, 很安静,我付出一直很小心
Thank you, thank you, and thank You who brought us to cross paths. By no coincidence have we crossed paths in this way, and I really pray that y'all have been/will be blessed by me in some way.

Sidenote: It occured to me how I can introduce myself in interfaith circles-
100% Chinese, trying to be more Chinese and Malay. Christian, trying to be less Christian and more Christ-like. Wants to have a Christian Malay wedding at some void deck and invite the kampung fellowship over.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017


I think I will have more thoughts after the Diversity Symposium but writing these down now when I have a pocket of time. Had a pretty good time at Diversity Fest- extrovert mode full on. (Afterward I blasted Chinese songs- 野子! JJ Lin! Jay Chou!- in the computer lab for some downtime)

Should I be more dogmatic? That was a question I asked myself over a solitary lunch. Like to be more inclined to share about my faith and beliefs.

Today was a good time, talking to different people. Really diversity. There was this girl from Yong Siew Toh (rare!), from China, and Muslim (even more rare). Then Indians who were Christian, one living Dubai.

I really enjoyed conversing to them about their life experiences and beliefs :) though yeah, at the end if people asked how many people have I shared the gospel to I would say none.

Perhaps that question is arising from a gross overemphasis on direct evangelism- which I almost recoil from. And that's why I get squeamish about anything that has the whiff of such evangelism.

Today's mini conversation with V. encouraged me a lot though- really admire his guts and drive to be working in these countries, and with 2 kids somemore. Wheee excited to meet him soon and perhaps work plans into my grad trip~