Wake Up!!! Milo Time!!!
It's Milo Time.
Wake up.
Touch the mug and taste the bubbles.
The brown liquid is anticipating entry.
Wake up.
It's Milo Time.
Jesus' Hands
I hold the hands which made the world
And everything good in universe
Once I was lost
Those hands waved to me
And pointed to me the way to live
I hold the hands which stilled the storm
And knitted me in my mother's womb
The hands of God
Once nailed on the Cross
They now help me to carry my cross
Everyday
Wisdom
What is wisdom that man needs it so much?
Is it the mysterious force that manipulates and encompasses the galaxies?
Is it the light that illuminates and directs every puny mechanism of life?
A man without wisdom
Is like a mouse in a maze of size, ten football pitches.
He thinks he knows the way
But all his life
May just be a series of bumps and knocks along the walls of his maze.
He may spend a lifetime seeking the truth and the reason why he is in the maze
And he may never get out of the maze.
He thinks he knows life.
He thinks he knows some answers at some turns and corners.
He thinks a lot.
And so he thinks.
But Glory be to God Almighty who delivers us from our agonies and pain.
He who holds the keys and answers to every door and every path.
Not only does He shows us the answers to life
He directs us in every step we take
Better still
He lifts us up from the maze of life with His fingers of love
And grants us a bird's eye view of our maze
And we fly in the shadow of His wings
Over our maze, we cast our shadows
And we realise how much we have travelled in folly in the past.
But that in itself, is a wisdom
Wisdom to know how foolish we once were.
And there's another kind of wisdom
But I'll talk about that next time...hahaha.
Is It You, Father?
Is it You, is it You?
Knocking on my heart's door?
Telling me everyday...
Your love is so much more?
Great is Your faithfulness to me
I cannot see but I believe
Sing, My Soul...Sing
Sing my soul, oh, sing my soul
To the King of Majesty
Upon the Cross, He gave His all
So forever I'll live
Jesus, Jesus, in me
Oh Holy One, the Only One
You love someone like me
You freed my soul
And opened my eyes
So clearly now I see
End Of An Era
Today marks the end of the first dynasty of NIE.
The war of Chinese Critical Writing has come to a close this afternoon.
I witnessed my right hand warrior fought the armies of The Paper, with fervour and passion.
Bloodshed and violence. Only time will tell who will eventually prevail.
There are a total of four dynastys.
However, there will always be only one emperor.
Si'er. Ha. Ha. Ha.
God help me.
Supper With Natalie
I love God.
I love my family.
I love my girlfriend.
I love suppers...and now I'm going to have one with my 12-year-old cousin, Natalie.
(Stop hitting me lah, Natalie!)
This Is A New Beginning.
Today is a new beginning.
Yesterday was one.
Tomorrow will be another.
New beginnings are good.
They keep things fresh.