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Saturday, January 26, 2008 Yup, I m Jaysmerized!No...not posting about my birthday though I have umpteen pics of them in my camera. This one's gonna be all about J! Credit to The Great Sze Lotsa things I wish I had done: 1) Be an OCBC Card member 2) Kill someone to get the front row tickets 3) Snatch tickets to the 18th show and go on BOTH nights One thing is without regrets...I LOVE HIM! Labels: Jay
Sunday, January 06, 2008 Looking back @2oo7It was to be a year of victory and the time has come to take stock of what have-beens, what not-haves, what-ifs were. Took a moment on 30 Dec during service to ponder and couldn't help but tear. There just seemed to be so much that went on. Started the year with a bang, or rather, a slash on the belly. Then, it was a slash to the heart when the cell went their separate ways. The wound is still hurting, up to this day. Perhaps it really is identical to my physical scar - how it simply stands out, how out of place it felt, how deep the cut had been, how much blood was bled. The strange thing is how I've let it become this way. Sometimes I still think back about what if I had not agreed to help out, not opened my heart and let people in...maybe jus maybe it wouldn't feel this much, this bad. Next to this, the stuff at work seems so insignificant and minute. All the sleep-deprived nights of working, doing the assignments...The more I thought back to those times, the more I felt the grace of the Lord. It really had been a terribly lonely journey, if not for Him. For who can say they truly understand what I went through? No one. Yet yesterday, duirng cell, I was somehow made to feel belittled that my experiences were not as tragic compared to hers. I never knew you can really measure the extent of sufferings of varying content. No, I don't hate her for what she has shared. Simply felt that I have heard that story before - same issues wrapped up differently. There is undeniably some truth to her sharing of course. Just that most of what she spoke is unpalatable, at least to me. And no, I did not get to cry. Initially I thought crying would be more of self-pity - why I had to suffer. Now I realise it was to be a kind of release for me, a chance where I can find the deepest thanks for my God for not just what He has done but simply who He has shown of himself to me. Hence, I enter 2008 with a heart of gratefulness, a heart knowing and believing that He is simply enough to carry you through all things and all times. An apt declaration for 2008 to be a year of Sabbath - a drawing close to Him. Isaiah 58 13 "If you keep your feet from breaking the Sabbath and from doing as you please on my holy day, if you call the Sabbath a delight and the LORD's holy day honorable, and if you honor it by not going your own way and not doing as you please or speaking idle words, 14 then you will find your joy in the LORD, and I will cause you to ride on the heights of the land and to feast on the inheritance of your father Jacob." The mouth of the LORD has spoken.
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