God of this City

tonight as I prepare to sleep for the next 2, 2 1/2 hours, and finally clearing majority of my work before approaching it again when I return..
to reflect what I wrote last entry embarking to Cambodia last year.
Remembering how massive His power can be watching cities crumbling at the quick work of the Earthquake and to rely on the power of prayer ever more walking this week.


been soaking in a myriad of songs from contemporary, soothing tunes possibly for children's naptime, the hillsongs inspirations, children's songs, songs from AOF which I turned it down to approach it in Cambodia with a new heart& also tunes I remember from my first mission trip with crusade to Phetchabun, Thailand, where I witness the mime by Corneylus with Phoebe&Ian singing to the song, "No Sacrifice".

to remember that His life is higher than mine embarking this week in one of God's city, soften the ground and calling the children of heaven(:

To you I give the gifts

Your love has given me

How can I hoard the treasures that you've designed for free?



Because

Your thoughts are higher than mine

Your words are deeper than mine

Your love is stronger than mine

This is no sacrifice

Here's my life



To you I give my future

As long as it may last

To you I give my present

To you I give my past



Because

Your thoughts are higher than mine

Your words are deeper than mine

Your love is stronger than mine

Your thoughts are higher than mine

Your words are deeper than mine

Your love is stronger than mine

This is no sacrifice

Here's my life

routines

These 3 weeks since Chinese New Year ended revolved around display boards(especially), finding my teaching style, organisational style, understanding colleagues better, building my relationship with the children.

I'm coming to terms with the fact that its work, and the slogan 'work never ends' is quite prevalent in my line of work. Unless there's no children left in the centre, work is bound to continue, and the motion just goes on like a water wheel, rolling as long there's a water current going through.

so the fact is I have take momentarily rest, or 'Sabbaths' just to stop that motion after spending 12plus hours each week night, working towards a seemingly poly assignment deadline, and more starts interjecting in the week.

Especially on my night walks home from the MRT, just to hold on to a little more of my faith and lesser on my own strength, knowing I don't have lots of free saturdays, evenings to spend quietening my heart for HIM lest meet up with dear people around me for dinners that I use to during army days.

Been turning to 98.7fm's top 20 countdown for just some company apart from the ocassional Senior Teacher who's as work focused on friday nights for the evening company, reaslising how little songs though with good beat, how no sense some of it makes, and dee jays who just fill our minds with mindless conversations that keep the cutting, pasting, a little 'thinking out of the box' at random laughters when designs appear different from how you planned it to be.

Thanking God each day, each week for what I wake up to each time.
To be ever grateful for what He's done(:

My children's potential & my thankfulness

days in school while I reflected on blog. as they get longer, the entries start turning up like dots, joining up one by one in the sky line. like this one here



Learning to be thankful(:

2 'S'-es

S- igns

Signs for me to be part of the Angkor of Faith this year, with renewed leave, with renewed help, Use me Lord for Your glory...

S - wift

It was a 'Carpe Diem' moment that happened tonight having decided that a previlege to be part of the journey in Cambodia this year. The concentration to book the correct flights, contemplating flight details as I balanced the increased costs in flights with dedication of this trip to my G-man immediately.

Remembering how Satan lurks ever closer when you are near the Lord.

Align my spirit with yours Oh Lord.
Align yours my friends(:

To share...

Gong Xi Fa Cai!

Its in the morning, where all my cousins are still snoozing away on the 2nd day of the Chinese New Year. Body alarm just got me up after about 4 hours, haha.
I'm awake filling stuffed from late night prata-ing, technically still sleep deprived and my body calls out for me to start my exercise regime before I struggle to maintain my fitness for the annual taking of the Individual Physical Proficiency Test (IPPT).
Better start training& to apply for the date!

From the Chinese New Year eve, to the first day of Chinese New Year, it has been thanksgiving for the overflow of food, for the cousins that I re-meet especially my dad's side which rarely gets together compared to my mum's for some reason,
for the connectedness when my other cousins with my mum's I think from all the annual chalets, annual outings as really young children to Fantasy Island on Sentosa, not forgetting weekly lunches at ah ma house,and not forgetting the very faithful 4-5 days we shared watching over our great grandma.

Definitely this season's 'highs' of this season saw me watching 'lows' appearing. Perhaps my journey adulthood got me observing how actually certain family members in the extended unit are seemingly in a different group of their own for some reason and the woes that I saw emerging from while working.

its sigh after sigh sometimes, behaving like an old man, which I'm like 'huhh, isn't there a better way we settle this?' into a sense of seemingly helplessness.
BUT, watching the thing go by doesn't seem to be actually helpful ain't it?
Change start with the hardest person......myself.


Remember how thankful we are to be provided with something to feast
while I had the opportunity to look at cards from the World Children Fund and also remember people who can't afford day to day living, what more celebrations like these.

so with that,Have a blessed New Year my friends(:

P.S: I can hear work calling me when the 3rd day of chinese new year come tomrrow:S

By HIS STRENGTH....

Passes

"I do not know who is Madam Ho, I only know her as ah ma."....

Just one of the lines I remembered from Pamela & Amanda's Grandma's funeral.

I sat there and listen to how their Cousin, George shared of their ah ma,
Food's what most of us remember our ah ma's for. Theirs was steamed Pomfret as the highlight, heartfelt laughable moments while you see their faces lit up, gesturing that "haha, those were the days." giving thanks when their ah ma has received Christ into her life while reminded, MY ah ma's don't exactly have much time left on this earthly realm.

Funerals are usually gone with a role for us related to the family to provide an unspoken support, just the presence, or the handling of contributions to help the family cover funeral expenses. But it also gave me a time of refreshing in my walk with God as I listen to assurance from the reflective songs we shared and of the assurance in the salvation through Jesus Christ through the eulogy&sharing of the worship leader.

"Through it all", especially bringing it back from Thailand while sharing in worship with my mission team mates & meditating on the words "I will trust in You..." when I'm down.

I leave the physical place,having been blessed with this humbling experience spiritually.
Thank God for HIS touch(: