Tuesday, November 23, 2004

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.

Sunday, November 14, 2004

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

Saturday, November 13, 2004

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.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

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.