Practice don't make perfect. It makes permanent.
Habits. We are what we do repeatedly.
Friday, May 27, 2005
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Vader is pissed because...
1. they put him in a silly suit. Plastic. (don't they have some robotic semi-bionitic suit?) Black.What a fashion statement. At least it's 'timeless' and it's difficult to get dirty during fights. I hope it's scratch proof. Looking at epi 4, 5 and 6 I think it is!
2. They put him in a silly suit and made him talk through an aqualung.
3. They saved his life and gave him a respirator with the on/off button in front of his suit. Look at him! You can't miss it. It reads "DO NOT TOUCH" right in front of his suit - followed by some japanese words - then followed by made in Taiwan.
Yeah he is pissed.... I would be too.
2. They put him in a silly suit and made him talk through an aqualung.
3. They saved his life and gave him a respirator with the on/off button in front of his suit. Look at him! You can't miss it. It reads "DO NOT TOUCH" right in front of his suit - followed by some japanese words - then followed by made in Taiwan.
Yeah he is pissed.... I would be too.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Star wars- what will you do if you're a Jedi?
Hey there,
How are you today? Imagine. you're a Jedi. The powers of midi-chlorian - the Force - is strong in you. You are able to jump at amazing heights, conjure deadly lightning, mind trick every bugger that want to charge you $10 for parking... impress the chicks with your lightsaber.
There isn't a need for the remote, heck you can use the force.
Found out that you didn't pull up your zipper in a public place? No problem, you have the force.
Life would be convenient.
So friends, Jedi and Sith, what would you do with the force?
How are you today? Imagine. you're a Jedi. The powers of midi-chlorian - the Force - is strong in you. You are able to jump at amazing heights, conjure deadly lightning, mind trick every bugger that want to charge you $10 for parking... impress the chicks with your lightsaber.
There isn't a need for the remote, heck you can use the force.
Found out that you didn't pull up your zipper in a public place? No problem, you have the force.
Life would be convenient.
So friends, Jedi and Sith, what would you do with the force?
Friday, April 22, 2005
Playing like a Pro
I was reading some guitaring forum yesterday and stumbled on this definition on what a pro is. I thought it captured the attitude of one who wants do be Good really well...
....an amateur practices until they get it right but a pro practices until they can't get it wrong.
....an amateur practices until they get it right but a pro practices until they can't get it wrong.
Friday, April 15, 2005
Three legged race
An anology I thought about last night. Thought I write here it quickly.
A three legged race is a race whereby two contestant have one of their feet tied together, hence 'three-legged.
Our journey with God is like a three legged race. (it's only a anology, not fact k?) One of our feet is tied to the holy spirit (he is a person, afterall...). So it takes both of us to run the race of life.
Some people just 'depend on God'. They pray and they pray. They go for prayer meets and other meets. They study the bible dillengently and wonders, 'hmmm nothing's happening, why?' Then more question props up,' is this the right time? has God called me?' Hence more time in prayer meets...etc etc
Others believe in a 'do-it-yourself', IKEA style. These movers shake the world on their own accord. Sometimes, (or most of the time), they missed the purpose that God had intended for them. So after all those energy spent, they end up 'missing God'.
I find that it's a three legged race. It's a team game. It doesn't work if one party moves without the other. I realised that's why i need to move and pray as much so that the movements are in sync. Of course, the faster the movements are sync, the fast we move. (It's like a resonant frequency which peaks to unbelievable heights.... like erm, walking on water?)
Three legged race. Team Game. Me and Him
The HS is my leader, coz innately, he runs faster than I do.
A three legged race is a race whereby two contestant have one of their feet tied together, hence 'three-legged.
Our journey with God is like a three legged race. (it's only a anology, not fact k?) One of our feet is tied to the holy spirit (he is a person, afterall...). So it takes both of us to run the race of life.
Some people just 'depend on God'. They pray and they pray. They go for prayer meets and other meets. They study the bible dillengently and wonders, 'hmmm nothing's happening, why?' Then more question props up,' is this the right time? has God called me?' Hence more time in prayer meets...etc etc
Others believe in a 'do-it-yourself', IKEA style. These movers shake the world on their own accord. Sometimes, (or most of the time), they missed the purpose that God had intended for them. So after all those energy spent, they end up 'missing God'.
I find that it's a three legged race. It's a team game. It doesn't work if one party moves without the other. I realised that's why i need to move and pray as much so that the movements are in sync. Of course, the faster the movements are sync, the fast we move. (It's like a resonant frequency which peaks to unbelievable heights.... like erm, walking on water?)
Three legged race. Team Game. Me and Him
The HS is my leader, coz innately, he runs faster than I do.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Ching Ming
Last week was ching ming, It was a time when our family gather together to go to 'pai' our ancestors at the graveyard.
For a chinese christian, this could mean some tensions resulting from the rituals of 'pai'-ing. Anyway this blog entry isn't about that. It's about ching ming and what it meant for me last sunday. (Yes, we are practical folks! We went early to beat the jam).
Since I excepted the Lord, the burning of hell's note and paper mercedes has not much meaning to me. I understand them as a ritual us chinese perform. So I was thinking that my waking up at 630am in the morning travelling to a grave site better have a good reason!
It did.
While we were stuck in the jam (Sadly, there's still a jam a week before at such hour!), it struck me that ching ming has a lot of significance to me. It is a day of remembrance of what our forefathers did for us and a day to understnad our roots and who we are.
Many moons ago, my great-grandfather risked his life travalling to this part of the world. It was a high risk travel because during those days, he probably travelled here from southern china to 'nanyang' in a small boat. Many capsized on their way here others died of diseases...etc etc. So many died. He brought along my grandfather who was about 6 or 7 (as the story told by him) with him. Probably in the year 1918 +/- 2 years. Their motivation was simple. They wanted to make a better life for themselves and their family. They were willing to pay any price.
Their early days here were really tough. My granddad worked as a coolie, a tin-miner a farmer... to bring the family up. My granddad married my grandmother when he was 18 and she was 16 I think. Grandma was about to be 'cham-zhu-long' (put into a net and be drowned) because the parents didn't want a girl. Greatgrandpa had pity on her and took her as daughter-in-law. So they got married, and had lots of children. Then they went thru both the world wars.
Second world war was tough on them. Not long after my grandma passed away. Harships after hardships. Someone should make a movie on it!
Cutting the whole story short. All my cousins now are either professionals or business people alike. Hakkas are known to be resilient people and somehow when I see my family, I can say that we are indeed! Greatgrandpa came to see that we have a more comfortable life and I think he has succeeded.
You probably have heard this kind of stories before but do not be desensitised by it! For someone paid the price for us to have a better life.
For a chinese christian, this could mean some tensions resulting from the rituals of 'pai'-ing. Anyway this blog entry isn't about that. It's about ching ming and what it meant for me last sunday. (Yes, we are practical folks! We went early to beat the jam).
Since I excepted the Lord, the burning of hell's note and paper mercedes has not much meaning to me. I understand them as a ritual us chinese perform. So I was thinking that my waking up at 630am in the morning travelling to a grave site better have a good reason!
It did.
While we were stuck in the jam (Sadly, there's still a jam a week before at such hour!), it struck me that ching ming has a lot of significance to me. It is a day of remembrance of what our forefathers did for us and a day to understnad our roots and who we are.
Many moons ago, my great-grandfather risked his life travalling to this part of the world. It was a high risk travel because during those days, he probably travelled here from southern china to 'nanyang' in a small boat. Many capsized on their way here others died of diseases...etc etc. So many died. He brought along my grandfather who was about 6 or 7 (as the story told by him) with him. Probably in the year 1918 +/- 2 years. Their motivation was simple. They wanted to make a better life for themselves and their family. They were willing to pay any price.
Their early days here were really tough. My granddad worked as a coolie, a tin-miner a farmer... to bring the family up. My granddad married my grandmother when he was 18 and she was 16 I think. Grandma was about to be 'cham-zhu-long' (put into a net and be drowned) because the parents didn't want a girl. Greatgrandpa had pity on her and took her as daughter-in-law. So they got married, and had lots of children. Then they went thru both the world wars.
Second world war was tough on them. Not long after my grandma passed away. Harships after hardships. Someone should make a movie on it!
Cutting the whole story short. All my cousins now are either professionals or business people alike. Hakkas are known to be resilient people and somehow when I see my family, I can say that we are indeed! Greatgrandpa came to see that we have a more comfortable life and I think he has succeeded.
You probably have heard this kind of stories before but do not be desensitised by it! For someone paid the price for us to have a better life.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Kaninabe
The following blog contains profanity, read it at your own risk.
A friend of mine told me that she started her new blog http://kaninabeudon.blogspot.com
(she can really bitch about her work heheh, which i find quite an interesting read)
!!!!! What in the world is that?!!!
so here's our conversation...
eric -. .. what are you guys playing man?... jazz? seriously are you guys tone deaf or are you all just pretending to be cool. says:
you should put kaninabeXXX.blogspot.com
rk says:
HEYYYYY
rk says:
GO TO ANY JAP RESTAURANT AND ORDER KANINABE AND THEY WILL BRING YOU SOMETHING OK
eric -. .. what are you guys playing man?... jazz? seriously are you guys tone deaf or are you all just pretending to be cool. says:
shit, i really don't want to order kaninabeXXX
eric -. .. what are you guys playing man?... jazz? seriously are you guys tone deaf or are you all just pretending to be cool. says:
what it they really bring what i think they will bring?
rk says:
is kaninabe
rk says:
some soupy stuff.
what? kaninabe is actually some jap food?!
LOL!
rk says:
kani = crab
rk says:
nabe = steamboat
Okay so I'm wrong. Sorry. But I'm telling you I sure can't order that in sushi king with a straight face!
Yes, good evening. I would like to have a kaninabeudon please.
A friend of mine told me that she started her new blog http://kaninabeudon.blogspot.com
(she can really bitch about her work heheh, which i find quite an interesting read)
!!!!! What in the world is that?!!!
so here's our conversation...
eric -. .. what are you guys playing man?... jazz? seriously are you guys tone deaf or are you all just pretending to be cool. says:
you should put kaninabeXXX.blogspot.com
rk says:
HEYYYYY
rk says:
GO TO ANY JAP RESTAURANT AND ORDER KANINABE AND THEY WILL BRING YOU SOMETHING OK
eric -. .. what are you guys playing man?... jazz? seriously are you guys tone deaf or are you all just pretending to be cool. says:
shit, i really don't want to order kaninabeXXX
eric -. .. what are you guys playing man?... jazz? seriously are you guys tone deaf or are you all just pretending to be cool. says:
what it they really bring what i think they will bring?
rk says:
is kaninabe
rk says:
some soupy stuff.
what? kaninabe is actually some jap food?!
LOL!
rk says:
kani = crab
rk says:
nabe = steamboat
Okay so I'm wrong. Sorry. But I'm telling you I sure can't order that in sushi king with a straight face!
Yes, good evening. I would like to have a kaninabeudon please.
Thursday, March 10, 2005
Thoughts are Things
Truly, when mixed with definite of purporse, desire and persistance it translates any thought to the physical world. As the famous line goes "what the mind can conceive it can achieve". It reminds me of the tower of Babel, that when men put their thoughts together in definite of purpose(in unity), nothing can stop them. Quoting from the bible, God said,"....If as one people all sharing a common languagethey have begun to do this, then nothing they plan to do will be beyond them...." (gen 11:6) God seem to know that they will succeed in building a tower with its top in heavens....
However, our thoughts are also double edged. Whatever our thoughts are :- Good or Bad, it will translate out to our physical being. Our mouth speaks from the abundant of our heart. Paul remind us to keep" whatever that is good, whatever that is noble..." in our minds at all time. It you keep thinking that you're going to hit the wrong note in your solo, guess what, chances are you will be doing it.
I like how henry ford puts it" whether you think you can or you can't, you're right". It reminds me that we usually don't see things as it is present to us in reality. We see it filter through our perception and past memories, mixed with our past experiences and spiced up by our emotions. We see what we are searching for.
However, our thoughts are also double edged. Whatever our thoughts are :- Good or Bad, it will translate out to our physical being. Our mouth speaks from the abundant of our heart. Paul remind us to keep" whatever that is good, whatever that is noble..." in our minds at all time. It you keep thinking that you're going to hit the wrong note in your solo, guess what, chances are you will be doing it.
I like how henry ford puts it" whether you think you can or you can't, you're right". It reminds me that we usually don't see things as it is present to us in reality. We see it filter through our perception and past memories, mixed with our past experiences and spiced up by our emotions. We see what we are searching for.
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
darwinism...
I am talking to a close friend this morning and somehow we stumbled across this topic.
I used to be a darwinism believer, it's logical and easy to understand.
Although my choice of religion has prompted me to ask questions about it, but I think it's the evidence, or rather 'lack of evidence' to the theory that has made me less inclined to the theory.
Just type in 'darwinism is true' in google and see the many writtings to know what I'm talking about.
What's more scarry is that darwinism is a theory. They don't teach you that in school. They tell you it's the truth, so many of us didn't have a chance to make up your mind. However, if you made up your mind that darwinism is true, I also respect that.
This reminds me the story, where for a time people believe Aristotle. He said that the heavier the object the faster it would fall on earth. He is the greatest thinker of his time so he cant' be wrong... It was probably accepted as truth for 2000 years?! Galileo in 1589, went on top of the leaning tower of pisa and drop 2 objects of the same size but of differing weights (as legends have it). Both objects landed at the same time and hence disproved aristotle. But ppl refused to believe that until hundreds of years later....
check out this site: http://www.bbc.co.uk/history/historic_figures/galilei_galileo.shtml
I used to be a darwinism believer, it's logical and easy to understand.
Although my choice of religion has prompted me to ask questions about it, but I think it's the evidence, or rather 'lack of evidence' to the theory that has made me less inclined to the theory.
Just type in 'darwinism is true' in google and see the many writtings to know what I'm talking about.
What's more scarry is that darwinism is a theory. They don't teach you that in school. They tell you it's the truth, so many of us didn't have a chance to make up your mind. However, if you made up your mind that darwinism is true, I also respect that.
This reminds me the story, where for a time people believe Aristotle. He said that the heavier the object the faster it would fall on earth. He is the greatest thinker of his time so he cant' be wrong... It was probably accepted as truth for 2000 years?! Galileo in 1589, went on top of the leaning tower of pisa and drop 2 objects of the same size but of differing weights (as legends have it). Both objects landed at the same time and hence disproved aristotle. But ppl refused to believe that until hundreds of years later....
check out this site: http://www.bbc.co.uk/history/historic_figures/galilei_galileo.shtml
Monday, February 21, 2005
part 1 and part 2
Part 1's Friday.
It must have started earlier in the week, when me and my gf exchanged little sarcasm. By friday, it was a full frontal war. Every sentence was with a dagger, laced with poison.
With so much practice, by Friday evening, we were launching guided misiles. I was losing, and I hated losing. I never was good with words anyway....
We decided to have peace talks at night. And obviously an absence of violence doesn't mean peace.
Part 2 continues on saturday morning when she came over to ask me something. I answered her, except I was still in bed and I was having this nightmare and I was talking to her with this really frowned up face... She thought I was being pissed at her for nothing.
Assumably Eric has draw 'first blood'. The rest of the day is history.
Until at night, we both admitted that it was the 2 worst day of our life. Still it was awkward to talk like normal because the hurt was so real and so deep and so frustrating. I took on both our parts to be gracious and step down.
Then instead of fighting, Liping decided that we should say sorry to each other. Apologizing to one another for the things the other part would want apology for. We also must thank each other for things they have done. Both must do it sincerely.
We both did. Again it was difficult. You must understand, our egos are like the KLCC twin towers standing together. At that moment, and the sky bridge wasn't too secure.
But after saying sorry, kiss and make up. Some maggi. Some Sim city 4. We both were chirpy again! yay!
A friend called on Sunday from Germany. Thanks Shan for the encouragement again! She just said that our arguements are healthy because as we grow closer, we fight at a different levels...etc Her mere positivity cheered me on Sunday! Thanks Yu Shan.
So on sunday, there wasn't any part 3. It'll probably come another day. But not on Sunday. Sunday, I got to know Liping a little more. On Sunday, I learn to love her a little bit more for who she is.
It must have started earlier in the week, when me and my gf exchanged little sarcasm. By friday, it was a full frontal war. Every sentence was with a dagger, laced with poison.
With so much practice, by Friday evening, we were launching guided misiles. I was losing, and I hated losing. I never was good with words anyway....
We decided to have peace talks at night. And obviously an absence of violence doesn't mean peace.
Part 2 continues on saturday morning when she came over to ask me something. I answered her, except I was still in bed and I was having this nightmare and I was talking to her with this really frowned up face... She thought I was being pissed at her for nothing.
Assumably Eric has draw 'first blood'. The rest of the day is history.
Until at night, we both admitted that it was the 2 worst day of our life. Still it was awkward to talk like normal because the hurt was so real and so deep and so frustrating. I took on both our parts to be gracious and step down.
Then instead of fighting, Liping decided that we should say sorry to each other. Apologizing to one another for the things the other part would want apology for. We also must thank each other for things they have done. Both must do it sincerely.
We both did. Again it was difficult. You must understand, our egos are like the KLCC twin towers standing together. At that moment, and the sky bridge wasn't too secure.
But after saying sorry, kiss and make up. Some maggi. Some Sim city 4. We both were chirpy again! yay!
A friend called on Sunday from Germany. Thanks Shan for the encouragement again! She just said that our arguements are healthy because as we grow closer, we fight at a different levels...etc Her mere positivity cheered me on Sunday! Thanks Yu Shan.
So on sunday, there wasn't any part 3. It'll probably come another day. But not on Sunday. Sunday, I got to know Liping a little more. On Sunday, I learn to love her a little bit more for who she is.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
CNY
I had loads of fun last week... particularly because I spent quite a bit of time hanging out with Ricky Liew. Why? Coz he is such a meloncholy. Everything's well planned, well timed. If he arrives 5 minutes b4 the appointted time he considers himself late. While I am the opposite. I am implusive. I arrive on the dot - early, or 5-10minutues late - on time, 10-20minutes late - wasn't me but the traffic.... I change plans on the very last minute....etc
Our trip to watch 'Constantine' was a normal one to me. We arrived just about 15mins before a jam packed cinema to only que for a ticket. (of course we got our tickets.... send me a comment below and maybe i'll tell you how i get it! :) hehe ) We had no tickets and no plans what if we didn't get a ticket. Ricky has nice enough to go along and see what happens, but he did tell me later on that he don't like such 'adventures'. When we watch 'Seoul Raiders'. We arrived 5 minutes before to the Cinema....
Though on both occasion we manage to get good tickets to the movie, I felt really bad... hahahaah It's like he takes timing so seriously! (duh?!)
My gf was quite pleased to see some changes on my effort to being on time after she came back from penang. It's going to be a tough 2 months for me to fight this habit!!
Our trip to watch 'Constantine' was a normal one to me. We arrived just about 15mins before a jam packed cinema to only que for a ticket. (of course we got our tickets.... send me a comment below and maybe i'll tell you how i get it! :) hehe ) We had no tickets and no plans what if we didn't get a ticket. Ricky has nice enough to go along and see what happens, but he did tell me later on that he don't like such 'adventures'. When we watch 'Seoul Raiders'. We arrived 5 minutes before to the Cinema....
Though on both occasion we manage to get good tickets to the movie, I felt really bad... hahahaah It's like he takes timing so seriously! (duh?!)
My gf was quite pleased to see some changes on my effort to being on time after she came back from penang. It's going to be a tough 2 months for me to fight this habit!!
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
my weekend
Last weekend was a great one for me!
God was so good to me. He is actually always good, but on this occasion, I think I was pampered :D. First, there was a prophetic conference in our church DUMC. The speaker is Dr. Ron Sawka. An American missionary to Japan. Who would thought that a speaker with the name 'Dr. Sawka', and esp a missionary to Japan would be so fun to listen to! (BOOORRRINGGGG... or so I thought)
My initial thought about the 'prophetic conference' was that Dr. Ron will just preach on what God has prophecied over Malaysia and pray for each one of us.... But none of that happen really. In fact in the conference he taught all of us to prophecy over our lives as accordance to Biblical truth. "Prophecying is as easy as being saved" he says. Shocking at first, but after countless practices of hearing the holy spirit and prophecying to strangers... We were all blessed and awed by how God can work through us. By the end of the conference, we were having so much fun and the joy of the Lord just came upon us, BIG TIME. It was like discovering new sets of ears all over again... I felt as if I have only one thing the Lord wanted to tell me and it was prophecied over me by different (strangers) people over and over again. I was truly blessed.
Dr. Ron, if you're reading this -- I think you're a cool dude! He spoke with such passionate and fevor. Althought I was sitting really far away, but it felt as if he was chatting with us. Just going with the flow, he made us laugh through out the conference. And he's got this smirk/grin on his face! He was even able to make the most boring stuff funny, which was great coz it helps me remember them. I found myself wanting to hear more of his 'stories' and how God has used him.
Okay.. that was just the start of my weekend.
On Saturday night, we had a party for Angeline's Birthday. We had yummy, really yummu tom yam soup as base for our steamboat session!!!! muahahahahahahahahaha
Liping she makes good soup! yeah! I love you!
Angeline also made very good mushroom with chicken feet (tung ku kai keok) , then there was BA KUA, tonnes of stuff to steamboat with (I can only remember the mushrooms mushrooms and more mushrooms.... im sure ricky feels the same!), esther made nice 'tong sui', we also got desert and deserts........
then my James Seeee came and he brought along with him all his stupid jokes and then timmy and then ricky... hahahah and then somemore we watched white chicks (again!) .
With this bunch of people, I finally feel that KL is my home!
Then on sunday, Dr. Ron preached. During the last song, I was so 'high' that I was screaming and jumping because I really wanted to see Jesus coming back! It was tremendous, I haven't done that in DUMC ever....
Sunday night came and we had our MWM appreciation night! With people like Ian and Ricky in the organisation team, you really don't know what to expect! We were all asked to dress up. So I wore a jacket and looked really smart :P the girls... i mean ladies, they were hot! hot! hot! Now, I was thankful that I dressed up. Amy and Patrick won the best dressed award for the night. They were stunning. We also had a game session.... and wen ai won a HP notebook! We were all cheering for her! until we found out that it was really a HP - notebook, about 50 pages of good quality paper! Someone won a PC --- plastic cup, Surround Sound System --- used ear phones! hahahahahaha.....
This year, we were presented with a token a REALLY cool polo-shirt. I thought, this was the only tshirt I earn because I was faithful and consistent in serving! Yeah! I'm giong to feel so proud wearing the shirt!
The tshirt was presented to us in a award-ceremony style. Like in the oscars, we go up on stage, receive the gift and the section leader was to give a short speech. Elliot was hillarious when he went up and spoke in cantonese......
oh yeah, he dressed up like a rapper that day instead of a suit. He looked almost, it was ridiculous! but it was so funny. It's irritating being around him sometimes, I can't feel sad around him. He just makes you laugh. He's a well-spring of stupid jokes (and some seriously wise words at the right times)
God was so good to me. He is actually always good, but on this occasion, I think I was pampered :D. First, there was a prophetic conference in our church DUMC. The speaker is Dr. Ron Sawka. An American missionary to Japan. Who would thought that a speaker with the name 'Dr. Sawka', and esp a missionary to Japan would be so fun to listen to! (BOOORRRINGGGG... or so I thought)
My initial thought about the 'prophetic conference' was that Dr. Ron will just preach on what God has prophecied over Malaysia and pray for each one of us.... But none of that happen really. In fact in the conference he taught all of us to prophecy over our lives as accordance to Biblical truth. "Prophecying is as easy as being saved" he says. Shocking at first, but after countless practices of hearing the holy spirit and prophecying to strangers... We were all blessed and awed by how God can work through us. By the end of the conference, we were having so much fun and the joy of the Lord just came upon us, BIG TIME. It was like discovering new sets of ears all over again... I felt as if I have only one thing the Lord wanted to tell me and it was prophecied over me by different (strangers) people over and over again. I was truly blessed.
Dr. Ron, if you're reading this -- I think you're a cool dude! He spoke with such passionate and fevor. Althought I was sitting really far away, but it felt as if he was chatting with us. Just going with the flow, he made us laugh through out the conference. And he's got this smirk/grin on his face! He was even able to make the most boring stuff funny, which was great coz it helps me remember them. I found myself wanting to hear more of his 'stories' and how God has used him.
Okay.. that was just the start of my weekend.
On Saturday night, we had a party for Angeline's Birthday. We had yummy, really yummu tom yam soup as base for our steamboat session!!!! muahahahahahahahahaha
Liping she makes good soup! yeah! I love you!
Angeline also made very good mushroom with chicken feet (tung ku kai keok) , then there was BA KUA, tonnes of stuff to steamboat with (I can only remember the mushrooms mushrooms and more mushrooms.... im sure ricky feels the same!), esther made nice 'tong sui', we also got desert and deserts........
then my James Seeee came and he brought along with him all his stupid jokes and then timmy and then ricky... hahahah and then somemore we watched white chicks (again!) .
With this bunch of people, I finally feel that KL is my home!
Then on sunday, Dr. Ron preached. During the last song, I was so 'high' that I was screaming and jumping because I really wanted to see Jesus coming back! It was tremendous, I haven't done that in DUMC ever....
Sunday night came and we had our MWM appreciation night! With people like Ian and Ricky in the organisation team, you really don't know what to expect! We were all asked to dress up. So I wore a jacket and looked really smart :P the girls... i mean ladies, they were hot! hot! hot! Now, I was thankful that I dressed up. Amy and Patrick won the best dressed award for the night. They were stunning. We also had a game session.... and wen ai won a HP notebook! We were all cheering for her! until we found out that it was really a HP - notebook, about 50 pages of good quality paper! Someone won a PC --- plastic cup, Surround Sound System --- used ear phones! hahahahahaha.....
This year, we were presented with a token a REALLY cool polo-shirt. I thought, this was the only tshirt I earn because I was faithful and consistent in serving! Yeah! I'm giong to feel so proud wearing the shirt!
The tshirt was presented to us in a award-ceremony style. Like in the oscars, we go up on stage, receive the gift and the section leader was to give a short speech. Elliot was hillarious when he went up and spoke in cantonese......
oh yeah, he dressed up like a rapper that day instead of a suit. He looked almost, it was ridiculous! but it was so funny. It's irritating being around him sometimes, I can't feel sad around him. He just makes you laugh. He's a well-spring of stupid jokes (and some seriously wise words at the right times)
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Consistency and humility
I had a wonderful time im Camerons last weekend with our worship team. There was so much food. So much laughter, too little sleep and so much of His Grace.
We were filled with the Holy Spirit for the entire weekend and cried buckets during worship, prayers. It was an awesome time.
There were a lot of things that happened over the weekend that left a deep impact on me. It has, in many ways, changed my life. I also receive a prophecy, from 3 brothers who prayed for me seperately but consecutively, talking about the same thing. That will be another entry altogether.
Above all else that I learn from camerons, Ive been inspired and humbled and awed by brothers & sisters who have served MWM faithfully. I feel that I'm so far behind them, and feel great privilledge to be able to serve beside them so that I may be able to learn from them.
The 2 very impressive traits that stood out from them was :-
1) consistency
2) humility
(I wouldn't have swore that I could have figure that out a logn time ago... but... )
It hit me really hard when i observe that it was consistency that earned respect and gives confidence to the ppl around us. That's leadership. And a humble attitude that allow us to go far in life (in many aspect).
For the first time, I saw it differently. The effort put in to do the small things, consistently over the years speaks GREAT volume. So much volume it nearly knocked me over unconscious! My brother Ricky Liew sets the standard for consistency (he is a super meloncholy). He is always early, always prepare, keeps himself neat and tidy be it 5am or 11pm, print out immaculate score sheets...etc And Janan, whenever I missed a sermon, I'd look for his email detailing an accurate summary - all typed before work starts.
I'm amazed at all these ppl. (I only mentioned 2 here because it would take a book to write them all down). Consistency like that really translate to 'dependability'. I would be comfortable knowing that such responsible individual is my leader.
Reflecting on myself, I'm embrassed to say that consistency is almost, (almost!!!), non-existent in my life. Perhaps the only consistent thing I do is being inconsistent.
As for humility, James See says it like this when we complimented his leadership style (esp on his approachability and 'realness'), ".... truly, I don't feel that I'm coming down to your level to talk to you when I'm leading you in this team. I feel honoured that I'm leading you. Really, I feel that I'm looking up to you all when I'm talking to you because I'm so far behind you in so many things....."
We were filled with the Holy Spirit for the entire weekend and cried buckets during worship, prayers. It was an awesome time.
There were a lot of things that happened over the weekend that left a deep impact on me. It has, in many ways, changed my life. I also receive a prophecy, from 3 brothers who prayed for me seperately but consecutively, talking about the same thing. That will be another entry altogether.
Above all else that I learn from camerons, Ive been inspired and humbled and awed by brothers & sisters who have served MWM faithfully. I feel that I'm so far behind them, and feel great privilledge to be able to serve beside them so that I may be able to learn from them.
The 2 very impressive traits that stood out from them was :-
1) consistency
2) humility
(I wouldn't have swore that I could have figure that out a logn time ago... but... )
It hit me really hard when i observe that it was consistency that earned respect and gives confidence to the ppl around us. That's leadership. And a humble attitude that allow us to go far in life (in many aspect).
For the first time, I saw it differently. The effort put in to do the small things, consistently over the years speaks GREAT volume. So much volume it nearly knocked me over unconscious! My brother Ricky Liew sets the standard for consistency (he is a super meloncholy). He is always early, always prepare, keeps himself neat and tidy be it 5am or 11pm, print out immaculate score sheets...etc And Janan, whenever I missed a sermon, I'd look for his email detailing an accurate summary - all typed before work starts.
I'm amazed at all these ppl. (I only mentioned 2 here because it would take a book to write them all down). Consistency like that really translate to 'dependability'. I would be comfortable knowing that such responsible individual is my leader.
Reflecting on myself, I'm embrassed to say that consistency is almost, (almost!!!), non-existent in my life. Perhaps the only consistent thing I do is being inconsistent.
As for humility, James See says it like this when we complimented his leadership style (esp on his approachability and 'realness'), ".... truly, I don't feel that I'm coming down to your level to talk to you when I'm leading you in this team. I feel honoured that I'm leading you. Really, I feel that I'm looking up to you all when I'm talking to you because I'm so far behind you in so many things....."
Monday, January 17, 2005
ppl i meet
It's been about 5 years since I've been attending my current church.
I'm still being surprised by the people I meet there. Extraordinary people who shocks me out from my chair. You never know who you're talking to in church really.
There's this guy, who often comes very early to help arrange chairs. Pick up rubbish... etc. In fact, I don't remember a time when i don't see him. Mind you,my church is about 2000++ in size. So there's a lot of chairs to be moved and he is not young either. He is usually jovial, and full of candor. I nearly fell off my chair when i saw that he is a president of a large organisation here.
There's this dude, who is always helping out with the traffic. We have a lot of cars moving in and out. Being a tropical country and all, hot sun and humid weather really add on to the discomfort. But he is always with a smile. Rain or shine. Joy of the Lord must be.
(don't have much time now.. so i have to cut short)
There are some really successful man who when I talk to them remains so humble, that literally puts me to shame at my own boast.
Like I said, I never know who I'm talknig to in church. Praise God for these men and women who really earns my utmost respect with such humility.
I'm still being surprised by the people I meet there. Extraordinary people who shocks me out from my chair. You never know who you're talking to in church really.
There's this guy, who often comes very early to help arrange chairs. Pick up rubbish... etc. In fact, I don't remember a time when i don't see him. Mind you,my church is about 2000++ in size. So there's a lot of chairs to be moved and he is not young either. He is usually jovial, and full of candor. I nearly fell off my chair when i saw that he is a president of a large organisation here.
There's this dude, who is always helping out with the traffic. We have a lot of cars moving in and out. Being a tropical country and all, hot sun and humid weather really add on to the discomfort. But he is always with a smile. Rain or shine. Joy of the Lord must be.
(don't have much time now.. so i have to cut short)
There are some really successful man who when I talk to them remains so humble, that literally puts me to shame at my own boast.
Like I said, I never know who I'm talknig to in church. Praise God for these men and women who really earns my utmost respect with such humility.
Thursday, January 06, 2005
love hate relationship with Teh-o-ice-Limau
I found out quite recently that if i drink tea at night I would be awake for most of the night... and I foolishly drank the strong cup of Teh o ice limau last night. Somemore the one i had last night was quite 'kau' i think.. because it's 1127am now that I haven't been able to sleep.
This is one of the worst feeling ever, tired but can't sleep. It wrecks my whole system and timing. I wanna work but I'm like 3x slower. I wanna sleep but I kinda just lay there. It's horrble. No wonder soldiers goes crazy when tortured without sleep for days.
This is one of the worst feeling ever, tired but can't sleep. It wrecks my whole system and timing. I wanna work but I'm like 3x slower. I wanna sleep but I kinda just lay there. It's horrble. No wonder soldiers goes crazy when tortured without sleep for days.
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
When life hands you a lemon, try to make lemonade
the most important thing in life is not to capitalise in gains. any fool can do that. the really important thing is to profit from your losses. that requires intelligence and it makes the difference between the man of sense and a fool.
Monday, December 06, 2004
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