| The Original Five |
[December 21st 2009 8:39pm] |
Grace Cameron Juventus Lionel Elissa
♥ Bearers of the Gospel, All Grown Up
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| A Common Love For Each Other |
[December 21st 2009 5:42pm] |
It honestly scares me how I can go through 5 days of Christian fellowship and camp and feel all inspired and on fire and then come back from camp and return and behave as if the 5 days never happened. So I thought before everything disappears I better get down some thoughts of mine
Well, camp was pretty much awesome. No major hiccups, no quarrels, no fights, no rumbling (think nigel and the 2006 camp) and no bullying or scorning. Thank God for that indeed. I'm really not sure how I shall go about this post - I feel as if I have so many things I wanna say but I dont quite know where to start! Was gonna do a photo post but my memory card died on me :( so no more fotos for now :( Koinonia, as I shared in my earlier post, greek for fellowship. Well, why not I start by sharing what fellowship means to me, as a Christian.
On finale night, when amelia and samuel opened testimony sharing to the floor - I suddenly felt an impulse to go up there and share. A burden rather, partly because I was feeling rather disappointed that those who had been selected to share did not seem to be sharing from their heart, and partly because I really wanted to share about how God has touched my life. Well, yes, I did go up to share, and I shed a few tears (I cannot help but cry when I think about the greatness and goodness of my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ and how He has worked in my life). I wasn't as lucid as I would have liked to be, after all, I do hate giving a speech unprepared, but I am thankful that He was still able to use me to share my life, and touch a few hearts (hey I got some people crying you know :) hee hee)
So I thought maybe I'd do a post on it.
My testimony.
Grace Zhang's Testimony.
( Of How I Became A Christian )
So perhaps I'll end off with a nice phrase I came up with that I made the girls in my discussion group copy down.
Fellowship is the outward exercise of our inner unity with Christ. Fellowship is not just being together, but doing together. It is active and not passive. Fellowship is working together to accomplish God's will, glorifying God with my talents and abilities
Praise God indeed for Camp Koinonia 2009.
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[December 21st 2009 12:25pm] |
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Come home soon ): ): ):
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[December 20th 2009 8:01pm] |
"Blessed are the forgetful for they get the better even of their blunders." - Nietzsche
Ugh I'm such a noob.
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| I will be seeing you soon/ and it will be better than anything else |
[December 20th 2009 11:50pm] |
I am presently craving for char siew rice. Lots of meat with lots of char siew sauce all over steaming hot rice with lot of cucumber that isn't bitter. I have no idea why I suddenly felt like eating that but the taste just flashed across my mind and now I'm craving for it. AHH D: D:
just now while walking home I had the chance - the first chance in a long time - to take photos of shifting clouds and the setting sun. This old couple walked into one of my photos x.X but at least they're not thaaaat obvious heh. nice photos nice photos! :D
 damn cute baby snail I saw yesterday on the wall next to the gate while going out of the house for Hannah's Christmas party (:
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[December 20th 2009 9:39pm] |
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My favourite colours are navy and gray! What about you!
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| no buildings will fall down / no quake will split the ground |
[December 17th 2009 11:10am] |
I suppose one reason why we are seldom able to comfort our neighbours with our words is, that our goodwill gets adulterated, in spite of ourselves, before it can pass our lips. We can send black puddings and pettitoes without giving them a flavour of our own egotism; but language is a stream that is almost sure to smack of a mingled soil.
- "Silas Marner", George Eliot so the terrible, hollow feeling of disappointment - a conflation of everything unpleasant directed at oneself - lasted for about an hour yesterday morning. in atypical fashion I moved on more quickly than any other disappointment (o, many) over the past year. perhaps jc two has really immunised one to feeling self-deprecatory every time something doesn't go as one hopes: which is good. it is more of insecurity that pulls me in all directions, because I don't know if this one thing is indicative of what is to come.
what I would like now is to just have a tiny, tiny glimpse of the future. if uncertainty makes us human, then I'll give up this humanity for a while. it's really okay if reality doesn't conform to expectation. only if that be true, let there at least be space to prepare for it.
14 more days till the fireworks go!
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| CUTENESS APPRECIATION |
[December 17th 2009 1:39am] |
This boy is so amazing I want a kid like this.
I mean, look at his facial expressions. Absolutely ace.
And he actually plays pretty well you know:)
EDIT: I was going to just put up one video, but then I watched the other videos which this kid has made ( All right here, he's got his own channel but only 6 videos boohoo)
And I just have to let you know that all six ( yes I watched everything I'm sorry he's too cute) are absolutely worth watching because this kid is just so.darn.cute.
Argh I have never seen a cuter kid.
While my guitar gently weeps( this kid has some real talent at this; he isn't just a cute face( although it really is a super cute face))
Ma-i-na-ku-ma-na ( This is an original tune, oh my freak this boy is sooo amazing I can't believe it - he came up with his own tune, and it's stuck in my head, and he is so freaking adorable when he performs it. even his parents who are filming it can't help but burst into giggles - his facial expressions are amazing, haha aw man)
Please please please watch the rest.
APPRECIATE.
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| eddy motions |
[December 16th 2009 11:21pm] |
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That's how my life is kinda like now, in random chaotic motions. I need some order back in my life, and get down to doing the things I want to do. Right now, everything's kinda in limbo.
I want to find a sustainable long-term volunteer project, help out at mps, find a job (okay but this is srsly not my fault, the agency's not getting back to me), get work clothes, learn french, learn driving, go get tuition jobs, start on my usp apps. Basically, do something meaningful and not rot away here.
I wanted to do christmas cards, but i think I'll never get down to that, so er oops no xmas cards then for everyone. Friends are all either gone or leaving, so I'm home most of the time watching desperate housewives. I went to the library and got myself some books, and Asian Geographic ( I seriously love it) so I can start reading. Occasionally nice people ask me out, and sometimes I am caught between staying home or leaving house becase I feel so lazy.
My sister's in australia, so I am home alone with no one to play with, no one to eat breakfast with. I miss her :( Okay tmr I will get some order back in my life, and I'll meet my classmates for tea. (:
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| universal reflex of grief |
[December 16th 2009 8:10pm] |
I've always wondered why people cry. How people cry; why God made crying exist.
I saw this phrase in one of the Time magazine publications sometime during the year and it struck me, how beautiful the words were and how aptly it described the whole idea of crying. The full phrase was about how when people are in grief, they instinctively bury their faces in their hands and hide the contortions of their faces as they release the grief that explodes when reality hits, like the loss of a loved one, or extreme disappointment. People cry for many reasons - shame, anger, hurt, sadness, grief - and in many ways: wailing, sobbing, silently crying with tears streaming down their faces with a blank face. Regardless of how they do it or why, people cry, all the time, even if they are afraid to let people see. Because it is a universal reflex of grief - to want to hide your face in someone's shoulder, or your own hands, or your knees as you sit on the floor or on your bed and cry as the anger or the sadness takes physical form in the likeness of a running wetness, down cheeks and jaws and drip, in turn, onto a cold marble surface or soft cushioning of the muscle of a shoulder or cotton stuffing.
People always say that guys shouldn't cry - I think there is a need to cry at times. It scares me when one does not cry even when in grief.
If I eve lose the ability to cry I think I would die.
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