I got vulnerable and frustrated when I lost my wallet today before the Christmas Eve Celebration! but Thank God my parents were patient enough to bear with me of my shotcomings!!
Thanks for sacrificing your time and energy for these 20 years!
I love you Mom and Dad :)
I’ll see you in Church Christmas Celebration Someday!
As I Began to Love Myself As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY.”
As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody As I try to force my desires on this person, even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it, and even though this person was me. Today I call it “RESPECT.”
As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life, and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow. Today I call it “Maturity,”
As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance, I am in the right place at the right time, and everything happens at the exactly right moment. So I could be calm. Today I call it “SELF-CONFIDENCE.”
As I began to love myself I quit stealing my own time, and I stopped designing huge projects for the future. Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm. Today I call it “SIMPLICITY.”
As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health— food, people, things, situations, and everything the drew me down and away from myself. At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism. Today I know it is “LOVE OF ONESELF,”
As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right, and ever since I was wrong less of the time. Today I discovered that is “MODESTY.”
As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past and worry about the future. Now, I only live for the moment, where EVERYTHING is happening. Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it “FULFILLMENT,”
As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me and it can make me sick. But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally. Today I call this connection “WISDOM OF THE HEART.”
We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems with ourselves or others. Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born. Today I know THAT IS “LIFE”!
Only a fool feeds on trash…Your time is too valuable to be feeding on trash… If you’re not selective on what you watch, the tv [the media] will select for you.Joel Osteen, Dealing with Negative Influences (via calvinandhope)
You gotta focus on your ability
Focus on your ability
Now focus on your ability
Focus on your ability - Houdini, Foster the People.
Play with your strength, do only what we can do.
Add our touch into what we do.
Are we playing focus on our ability today?
Wwe were asked to write a testimony, about how I met christ and translate it to BM, before we head off to SMK Sebauh for a mission trip.
It’s pretty hard to describe the whole long process of God’s moulding, but I pretty much would sum it up like this:
I once questioned my dad, Is it a must for us to go through the natural human cycle, to go through the notions of high school drama, then experience the craziness in College, the hectic work life, get a wife, aim to earn a lot of money, have kids.
have more kids.
then pass everything I earn to my kids
And have my kids do the same for the rest of their life.
My dad could’nt answer my question.
“Go with the flow, he would say.”
I wasn’t really happy with that. It was very redundant to me, knowing that “that” was all it was to life.
Years ago in school, I could not care any less about grades, but merely to enjoy life. I dreamt of days where I would break through the shackles of education and simply just live the way I wanted. But usually I was not very happy, because I did not know what I wanted. I used to love the adrenaline rush of getting into fights. A bunch of us in class would gather in a field, whack each other’s heads off just to get the adrenaline rush, and would go home laughing at each other’s clumsy actions. That to me, was fun, It was like our own safe version of WWF.
BUT having the adrenaline rush of getting into a fight was too painful, and too short.
I am not very good looking, so I wouldn’t know how a playboy would feel. I was pretty sure that having a girlfriend just to feel wanted would be short-lived because of the way other people would come and go with different women in a few months time, sometimes it was weeks!
I wanted something ever-lasting. Good friends would come but they will go. And often times I would feel very alone.
One day, a friend brought my sister to church and she brought me. I was then amazed at how joyful these Christians were, I wanted something they have that I did not.
They were different compared to the people I know, they were very joyful regardless of their circumstances, regardless of their blessings. They would fellowship together and they were kind.
They would sing songs regardless of their tunes and would jump around celebrating.
They had this energy in them where I would soon identify it as joy. These people, to me were happy for no reason!
I wanted that.
I would soon realize the reason for their joy was something everlasting, unending; they were celebrating a Saviour and a whole new perspective to life. They were thankful every day. I was too, knowing that there was actually someone who gave me something everlasting. That God died for me so that I could have everlasting life.
That I am a child of God, part of God’s nation, I have been given a purpose. I was blessed so that I could bless.
I no longer live for the excitement, I no longer live with resentment I sometimes complain but would always get back to the start, back to the start where I know that I live to Love, Because He first Loved. and His love and sacrifice is more than enough to get me through each day.
You do not really understand something unless you can explain it to your grandmother.
Comparison is the thief of Joy [Someone Famous I guess]
Was with Carrie today in the office, when she suddenly read out loud the contents on her computer.I told her with great delight, I Heard that before!!! ___________________________________________________
Had a reunion with some of my high school friends, and they’d be like telling you all their stories and their travels, and I was like “Yea, I’d do that too someday when I get rich, maybe better!!” was not until Ps. Craig’s points in WEiRD that made me realize, I was so wrong, again.
Yea, we all used to think we’re poor, cause there’s always someonericher, someone morewealthier. but truth is, I am already rich!! I’m the poster boy for people who earn RM2 a day.
and no, knowing this does not make me donate all my stuff to charity (although they could use a thing or too) or a ressurected attempt to be optimistic again, but this keeps reminding me there are plenty of opportunities for me to be generous! That God gave me exactly what I need. To be rich with my time, my words, my finances. Plenty of opportunites to bless and serve others and definitely plenty of reasons to be joyful about.