Missing Donkey

I'm sorry Steven, this is the last time I'm tying your name to Donkey.

I'm glad I could make it for such a gathering. A gathering to say goodbye, but at the same time, much felt emotions of missing someone. I can see among the seniors that they really will miss a friend, someone whom they have spent so much time together, doing lots of silly stuff together at the same time having meaningful conversations together.

I thank God I've came to know of such a friend. He has been a great influence (good or bad .. u decide). But one thing is for sure, his life challenged me to think, challenged me to step out, challenged me to look ahead, challenged me to be different if I have to.

I wish you all the Best at all you do~!
Let God lead your life~!


Trust in the LORD with all your heart,
And lean not on your own understanding;
In all your ways acknowledge Him,
And He shall direct your paths.

(Proverbs 3 : 5 & 6)

Loving God

It is 2am and certainly a wonderful night. As I look up into the heavens, I see a clear and brightly litted sky with shimmering stars and a faded moon glow.
A peaceful sight to behold. Peace, peace...
I reaffirmed my surrender to Him once again.

Lately there was a young hound who finds refuge at my house's porch. A shaky character, I suspect its from the jungle behind my neighbourhood. Lean, young and handsome, yet it is afraid of human. Today I tried to befriend it by sitting with it for quite a while. He began to draw closer to me and licked me, raised its paws and greeted my waiting hand. For the first time I felt we connected. I'm trying to earn its trust.

Then a thought came to me, many wouldn't approach a stray dog, let alone touch it. For those who have allergies or a phobia, thats another story. But I guess, if we can't even learn to love a creature as such, though not well groomed, shabby, untrained, maybe infected with disease.

How are we to love those people out there who are considered outcasts?

I don't mean to equate them or put them lower than dogs. But its the same kind of love that we all share. Are we helping because its a moral obligation as a society, or part of humanity? Are we there to show care just because someone else asked us to do it? Are we just trying to impress others with our pseudo-sympathy?

By no means so, we should love as the Lord loveth, not as something we have or ought to do, but a natural compassion and a genuine kindness. Truthfully I am struggling. Not that I don't care enough, I just cannot love the unlovable the way the Lord wants me to love.

I'm moved by how much love from people like Ps. Hsia and Ms. Chong Kar Yi has for the disabled. And to think that there are many out there who are in need of special care. Not forgetting those who are out in the rural areas. Can I love that much? Love enough to take their afflictions as my own? Enough to share their pains? Enough even just to understand the things they go through? What is this kind of Love?

Lord teach me to Love.
Unconditionally,
Truthfully,
Passionately,
Beautifully.

A year ago

This is what I wrote in my friendster a year ago on my 20th Birthday. I dont want to loose it online because I want to write a new one to replace what was on my profile. I think keeping one copy here would be a safe place to keep it on the net.
Now that I'm 21, I guess its time to write a new one.

A Scream pierced Silence like Paper with a Knife,
Seconds before a new born breathed life.
A Scream from a new mother like never before,
Late one night on November 1984.

Nurses took and bathed the child,
Ever so tenderly, ever so mild.
The Doctor said, "He needs special attention,
He's suffocated with severe Mal-Nutrition."

Nevertheless, hard times pulled through.
Over weeks and months, better he grew.
Now 20 years later he's drastically changed,
Now thankful to God for what he became.

My 20th Birthday most meaningful to me,
I've learnt to treasure my friends and family.
Also the second chance in life God graciously given,
Otherwise you'll all know me only in heaven!

I would thank my good friends one by one,
But this poem is too hurriedly done,
If I get the chance, I'll shake your hand,
and say, "Thank you for showing me what it means to be a friend".

Lastly I'd say a prayer just to end,
A message to Heaven now I want to send.

Thank You Lord For all You've done,
You've made me who you wanted me to become.
Use me Lord in all I can possibly do,
I live this life only to serve You~!
Amen~!

Looking back into this piece of work... I've found much errors... haha
But I love to write, I'll keep writting

Night Flares

Its the first Blog entry for the New Year.

These nights aren't giving me a chance to sleep tightly. Most occuring obscure thoughts keep my mind awake. I can't seem to put a pin on where my mind is wandering off to. So many things flash through in and out. It sometimes tingle my emotions, sometimes they just depress my heart, yet some pains me to think about them.

Maybe God is trying to tell me something. Perhaps something I've never learnt to listen or pay attention to. I'm praying much these days, not sure why, I mean I ought to all the time anyway, but it seems to me that now I have a compelling drive to start seeking. He's got my attention now anyway.

Though the clouds hover,

Though they appear lower,

Much is the moon light,

Still reflecting bright,
Even amidst the tears of the skies,
Its glow never dies,
Much like the thoughts within,
My concentration wearing thin,
Though my mind is tired,
And should have long retired,
These thoughts keep haunting,
No idea why they keep coming,
Have to start putting them together,
To something I can decipher,
I'm sure they mean something,
Until then they'll keep flaring.
Oh God what are you telling?
Must I still wait for what is coming?
Is there a deeper calling?
Or is my mind just failing?
Sorry, I lack understanding.
All this seems so confusing.

-A Peace of my Thoughts-