"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
In your struggle against sin, you have not yet resisted to the point of shedding your blood. And you have forgotten that word of encouragement that addresses you as sons: "My son, do not make light of the Lord's discipline, and do not lose heart when he rebukes you, because the Lord disciplines those he loves, and he punishes everyone he accepts as a son."
Endure hardship as discipline; God is treating you as sons. For what son is not disciplined by his father? If you are not disciplined (and everyone undergoes discipline), then you are illegitimate children and not true sons. Moreover, we have all had human fathers who disciplined us and we respected them for it. How much more should we submit to the Father of our spirits and live! Our fathers disciplined us for a little while as they thought best; but God disciplines us for our good, that we may share in his holiness. No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it. " Hebrews 12:1-11

Today was a busy and tired day..Physically..mentally. When I couldnt take it anymore.. I decided to have the cup of coffee of the day during lunch.Quite awful though,but kept me awake til 12mn nevertheless. Here I am blogging har.at 0000 :)

On the bus trip back home with Ching Huey(she went back to EH..) was sharing how God has unveiled his plan in my life.. Quite exciting.All planned. n im glad, He preserved me..

Dun mind telling you about it too, cos God is so wonderful to me.. So here goes...
Was telling my dear sister how i decided to go for NUS course in the end after spending long hours trying to make up my mind if i should appeal for TCM in NTU.I remember when I was in pri sch, I've longed to enter Anglican High since p4.N i prayed to every other gods when I was taking PSLE to allow me an aggregate of 244,just nice to get into AHS. I prayed esp hard to this Christian God whom I dont know at that time..(wel, I went to a church camp apparently, and believed that He exists.) At that time, I was not only obssessed with getting into Anglican High, I was thinking of TJ too! and under the influence of some stuff(cannot rem wad) , I was dreaming of gettin into NUS too! So i've paved and prayed about the route that I wan to take in the future. (lolx, can you imagine, a 12-yr old like me...I must have been crazy!)
Thinking back, I can never thank God enough to have gave me what I wanted and made it beautiful, much much better than I ever wanted.

I got into AHS, though I believe at that time, it was based on sheer luck. Was really happy when I got in, it was my DREAM SCHOOL! Then, I worked really hard for O levels to get into my DREAM COLLEGE. At that time, I really based alot on my own effort. Thinking that as long as I work hard, I'll definitely get what I want.(Many times in life, that's not true and I know it).. But again, I've got what I wanted. This time round, I decided to go NUS bascially cos I didnt get my choice in NTU so I decided not to appeal and go NUS.

Then, I see a pattern.. God's work..Every stage of my life is a new learning point. And every step I take draws me closer to God. Every place I ended up in will always lead me to understand more about this life God has given. O Praise Him!

God made my desire to enter AHS (mission school) good. I knew Christ that very year when I stepped into AH. Went through the vulgarities period, went thru the sweet sec3 yr, enjoyed my graduating year. N of cos to have known YQ there, gotten my Project Serve activities application form and got to know YFC in sec 4. Knew AL.Slowly, His plan unveils..
God made my passion for TJC burn also for a beautiful course. AL took me for BS.. Only got to know what it means to be a Christian in yr 1 and decided to live my life for God seriously. Stretch myself real thin in Yr1 (anw, I was really trying to test my limits..I did.But I also gave up trying knowing I have something better to go for..) Led an eventful yr1, decision making yr. 2nd year was academically demanding, physically straining(cos got competition), yet my life could not have been anymore fruitful than 2005 in TJ. I started sharing the gospel, knew KY,my twin, NG more,...etc. People complain about their life in JC. I missed it in fact. Though there were my disappointments and pains, there were much laughter and fond memories to be kept as well. My life has been gradually, fearfully changed...

My meaning in life has been found in the one who originates it. The one who gave life in the first place. God.
As He guides me into a new phase in life, I wonder what He has in store for me. It has got to be good and exciting, challenging! Afterall, He's my God who has led me so far to know him, proclaim His excellencies, through so many ways ;) Life has never been the same old sian life again. His amazing plan is going to be revealed... I believe. Soon it will be!

Once upon a mountaintop, three little trees stood and dreamed of what they wanted to become when they grew up. The first little tree looked up at the stars twinkling like diamonds above him. "I want to be covered with gold and filled with precious stones. I will be the most beautiful treasure chest in the world!" The second little tree looked out at the small stream trickling by on its way to the ocean. "I want to be a strong sailing ship," he said. "I want to travel mighty waters and carry powerful kings. I will be the strongest ship in the world!" The third little tree looked down into the valley below where busy men and busy women worked in a busy town. "I don't want to leave this mountaintop at all," she said. "I want to grow so tall that when people stop to look at me they will raise their eyes to heaven and think of God. I will be the tallest tree in the world!"

Years passed. The rains came, the sun shone, and the little trees grew tall. One day three woodcutters climbed the mountain. The first woodcutter looked at the first tree and said, "This tree is beautiful. It is perfect for me." With a swoop of his shining axe, the first tree fell. "Now I shall be made into a beautiful chest," thought the first tree. "I shall hold wonderful treasure." The second woodcutter looked at the second tree and said, "This tree is strong. It is perfect for me." With a swoop of his shining axe, the second tree fell. "Now I shall sail mighty waters," thought the second tree. "I shall be a strong ship fit for kings!" The third tree felt her heart sink when the last woodcutter looked her way. She stood straight and tall and pointed bravely to heaven. But the woodcutter never even looked up. "Any kind of tree will do for me," he muttered. With a swoop of his shining axe, the third tree fell.

The first tree rejoiced when the woodcutter brought him to a carpenter's shop, but the busy carpenter was not thinking about treasure chests. Instead his work-worn hands fashioned the tree into a feed box for animals. The once beautiful tree was not covered with gold or filled with treasure. He was coated with sawdust and filled with hay for hungry farm animals. The second tree smiled when the woodcutter took him to a shipyard, but no mighty sailing ships were being made that day. Instead, the once-strong tree was hammered and sawed into a simple fishing boat. Too small and too weak to sail an ocean or even a river, he was taken to a little lake. Every day he brought in loads of dead, smelly fish. The third tree was confused when the woodcutter cut her into strong beams and left her in the lumberyard. "What happened?" the once tall tree wondered. "All I ever wanted to do was stay on the mountaintop and point to God."

Many, many days and nights passed. The three trees nearly forgot their dreams. But one night golden starlight poured over the first tree as a young woman placed her newborn baby in the feed box. "I wish I could make a cradle for him," her husband whispered. The mother squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and sturdy wood. "This manger is beautiful," she said. And suddenly the first tree knew he was holding the greatest treasure in the world.

One evening a tired traveller and his friends crowded into the old fishing boat. The traveller fell asleep as the second tree quietly sailed out into the lake. Soon a thundering and thrashing storm arose. The little tree shuttered. He knew he did not have the strength to carry so many passengers safely through the wind and rain. The tired man awakened. He stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, "Peace." The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun. And suddenly the second tree knew he was carrying the King of heaven and earth.

One Friday morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile. She flinched as she was carried through an angry, jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldiers nailed a man's hands to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel.
But on Sunday morning, when the sun rose and the earth trembled with joy beneath her, the third tree knew that God's love had changed everything. It had made the first tree beautiful. It had made the second tree strong. And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think of God.

That was better than being the tallest tree in the world.

It all started with a dream.. dream with God in mind, I believe He will make it unexpected and beautiful :)

Hey pplx...

Haven update my blog for some time. Have you been wondering what I've been up to these days??? :)

Ummm im still working at the restaurant and learning to trust God each day as I step in there. Learning to be joyful and tactful with everyone i interact with there.(though there are still accidents here and there...not tactful enough..) So rather happy there now as I get used to the way how things are run there and my hectic schedule.
O im trying to find time every now and then to exercise too. Eversince I got to work at the restaurant, my meals become irregular and I take quite a fair bit of Carbo there(restaurant cum bakery) and the nice uncle cooking will treat us to something good sometimes heh.at the end of the day... that's y.. im bloating. hee

This morning went to PL to have my lesson on Jesus with the girls. I'm so glad that they have ears and some have heard... ;) One or two are even considering to accept Christ. Praise the Lord! For when He calls... His sheep hears his voice and obediently comes back to the Protector, Shepherd. This morning.. was an extraordinary experience for me!(EXCITING!)
Have been reading "Passion and Purity" recently..so on my way back home on the bus, this particular passage that Elisabeth Elliot wrote caught my attention...

["...He fed you on manna which neither you nor your fathers have known before, to teach you that man cannot live on bread alone but lives on every word that comes from the mouth of the Lord." God knew that giving me Jim when I wanted him would not provide the far more important training I needed for things to come. It was in learning to eat that Living Bread, sufficient always for one day at a time that I was taught and disciplined and prepared for better things later.]

This is something so familiar.. so crisp and clear in my life. God knew that giving me him when I wanted would not provide the far more important training I needed for better things to come. I learnt to eat that Living Bread. Learning to wait upon the Lord though the silence may seem painful and annoying, but what will come out of it will be more wonderful than what I can imagine. God is good. All the time.
I thank God for that period of mental and physical struggle. I thank God for the people who helped to curb my madness. I thank God for the action I took. I thank God that He took me away from the tempting situations. I thank God ... for all He has done in my life.

Cool! The DVC campaign has started and im thrilled to see the christian students sharing the best-selling story ever told, riding on this supposedly-best-selling movie ;) (it's prob going to be la anw..) The change(or I would like to think there's change) in my young brothers and sisters thrills me ... the response of non believers turning to this God who loves them encourages me to continue to spread the word.. It's so challenging!

No doubt it's challenging.. I have my fears too. I have my concerns about those that I intend to talk to. Tough. But im willing to go ahead anyway and try.. May God grant me wisdom and courage to put forth what is true to them.

"How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them? And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!" Rom10:14-16 How beautiful...=)

In today's society, there's so many issues that seem to lie in the grey area.. Even the Da Vinci Code. this fictional story has been taken to be the truth. Many replaces it with the bible that has been held true for so many years. Dan Brown got to be kidding. How can his book be true!?
There's so many loopholes and false information in his book.. historians despise it.. Though Brown got his history wrong, facts wrong, he plays around with words. No doubt, he's a good writer. Jus as what Peter says in his letter... there's false teachers among us.. by covetousness,
they will exploit you by deceptive words..