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飞云之下

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在飞云之下 我看着海峡
走月光沙滩 我也承认我还是会想他
且慢 前面听说风很大

在飞云之下 以为忘了的家
在耳里说话 叫我别烦心那些痛与怕
喔 半路上的我 穿上回忆和风沙

I was 30 mins late for work because I lost track of time venting through the pastels btw. There is really that delinquent side of me that screams F**K THIS ALL!!! some times.

Yet, even as I started on this and reflected on how much better I felt- I could hear Mr Rogers' fatherly voice saying: Only you know how you are feeling and what you are thinking. You can talk about your feelings to people you love.

前面风很大,还没有比我的 神大。

Cry Heart, But Never Break

I am glad that I have a really meaningful (not well-taken but whatever) photo of you.

In the photo, you were looking on at L. pen down his response to: 'What is Man's purpose in life?"
We were all wearing the camp shirt emblazoned with Romans 10:13-15. How beautiful is your feet!

Thank you for your kind cheery heart that looks out for those on the fringes and seeks greater love amidst the strife. I am very sad, but also somewhat joyful too. You have brought people together like how you would have wanted and worked for.



Father of compassion and God of all comfort, You have not left us orphans in the grief. 
Even as I grief, not just for this dear child of Yours but also for mum's response this morning, it turns into something beautiful by faith. 
Watch and wait and see, what is yet to be

A Year Old(er)

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One year old, and one year older, as I reflect on the week, I still very much like my job. 

Definitely not the interpersonal stress part though that has taught me some. Maybe not the needing to lead and put thought into developing people, though that process has changed my beliefs and attitudes towards mentoring. 
Definitely yes: The colleagues I can call friends, and not only that! Who willingly take photos like the above because they know my irrelevance and roll with it. 
But still, a belated reply to my colleague who asked earnestly: How do you always stay happy? I see you always look so happy in the office. When she asked that I just came out of my 3rd engagement in 3 hours so I was zonked and couldn't manage a decent reply. (So I became irrelevant hahaha)

Now that I think about the answer, it is quite funny that I thought of myself as more moody/emo. I was really surprised when a good friend described me as optimistic slightly more than a year ago. (Yes I do cherish these th…

Little Children

I have been realising more and more how much the kindergarten Sunday School has taught me about faith and being. And as I intentionally have some quiet time with God, He linked all these together:

"People were bringing little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them, but the disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” And he took the children in his arms,placed his hands on them and blessed them." 
Mark 10:13-16 (NIV)
This is a very dear bit of what Jesus said to me because in that few sentences He reminds me that the Father's world does not give a heck about attainment or prestige, but loves the seemingly weak and useless. 
Throwback to today when I taught 2 active boys about physical and emotional hurt (one hi…

The Life Look

"O GOD,
I bless thee for the happy moment when I first saw
   thy law fulfilled in Christ,
   wrath appeased,
   death destroyed,
   sin forgiven,
   my soul saved.
Ever since, thou hast been faithful to me;
   daily have i proved the power of Jesus' blood,
   daily have I known the strength of the Spirit,
        my teacher, director, sanctifier.
I want no other rock to build upon than that I have,
   desire no other hope than that of gospel truth,
   need no other look than that which gazes on the cross.
Forgive me if I have tried to add anything to the one foundation,
                   if I have unconsciously relied upon my knowledge,
                         experience, deeds and not seen them as filthy rags,
 if I have attempted to complete what is perfect in Christ;
May my cry be always, Only Jesus! only Jesus!
In him is freedom from condemnation,
               fullness in his righteousness,
               eternal vitality in his given life,
               indissoluble un…

画蛇添足·

I was journalling this bit of reflection down and thought it would be wise to blog it for easier access- I need to be reminded of this constantly.
That is: Knowing myself, and with people affirming that I am capable, I must never give myself over to the lie that I am of greater worth. 
My worth is not in skill or name In win or lose, in pride or shame But in the blood of Christ that flowe At the cross 
[My Worth Is Not in What I Own]
"According to the bounty of his land, They have embellished his sacred pillars." (Hosea 10:1)
The last thing I want is for my thinking to be so fixed and so closed off to others due to pride that I become like the person I have difficulties with now. I'm pretty sure there is a lot of room for examining my thoughts about this person but that is for another time.
On a brighter and totally different topic- met up with 3 friends from JC today! It was our first meeting together in like 5 years?! I am filled because of how we each in our different sph…

Mister Rogers' Neighborhood

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This 1960s children's show is super lit.

So so so much goodness, genuineness and the sense of neighborly love modeled in Fred Rogers and the other characters. Truth in a simple way too- 

What if I were very very sad, And all I did was smile, After awhile, I wonder what might become of my Sadness
What if I were very very angry And all I did was sit, And never think about it, What might become of my Anger?
Where would they go,  And what would they do, If I couldn't let them out?
Maybe I'd fall, Maybe get sick, Or doubt.
But what if I, Could know the truth, And say just how I feel?
I have been watching this show ever since coming across a FB post on how Fred Rogers intentionally modeled the equality of man by persuading brown-skinned Francois Clemmons to join his show- just when battles over integration of 'blacks' and 'whites' were raging.
Teared when watching that episode where Fred Rogers welcomes 'Officer Clemmons' into his home, invites him to soak his feet in th…