The song that's playing

Awesome Song.
If you're a guitarist interested to play it, sorry if the chords are misplaced.


F C
When I left home to be who I am,
Dm7 Bb
Some people said "No Way".
F C
But I laid it all down, gave everything
Dm7 Bb
In my head rang the words that my father said.


Dm7
You're never far,
Bb
I will be where you are.
Dm7
and when you come to me
Bb C
I will open my arms.


F
Welcome Home, you
C
I know you by name.
Dm7
How do you do?
Bb
I shine because of you today.
Dm7
So come and sit down,
C
Tell me how you are?
Bb C
I know son, it's good just to see your face.


F C
When I look at you holding my heart
Dm7 Bb
I will give to you all that I have
F
Son I know there'll be times
C
You will feel all alone
Dm7 Bb
I will share with you the words my father said


Dm7 F
So I’ll be waiting for that day
C Dm7
Just to feel Your warm embrace
Bb F
Your love has shown I will never be alone
C Bb
For You will welcome me home
Dm7 C
I’ll forever be, for you will say to me
Bb C
Welcome home.


Can't wait for that day He'll welcome us all home with open arms.
With a smile on his face, proud of us glorifying His name, He says "Welcome Home my Son."
And we'll fellowship like we've never did before.

You are.

The world, is sad.
Disappointed to the bone.
Upset in every inch of a person's body.
Frustrated at every moment caught by one's eyes.

It's easy to put up a front and claim that one is alright.
But deep down, there's a fear, an irritation, a hatred that lingers.
The hand of the devil.
It grips onto the hearts of many and refuses to let go.
Every now and then, it claws and holds on tighter, making the pain excruciating.


Why??
Why must people feel this way?


Their hearts are filled with darkness.
The emptiness tinges body, soul and spirit, and leaves a void which attracts the claws of the murderer to sink deeper and deeper.


Evil, evil, evil.
Question: "What can compare to the evil of the one who comes to kill, steal and destroy?"
Broken relationships, wrong mindsets, unforgiving grudges, incomprehensible attitudes are all part and parcel of it.
You see them everyday, you feel them every minute and you may think of them every single second.

Hope I don't sound negative enough to be labelled a pessimist.



On the flip side of the coin,
"What can compare to the One who has come to heal the brokenhearted, to save those who seek salvation and proclaim revival?"

Take 1 minute to think about it.



Done?
You may have thought of various senarios, pictures, words and phrases that could have represented Him.
Majestic robes, a leader with boldness and courage.
Some may even compare Him with purifying streams, tantalizing water, the gentle breeze that sooths one's soul.


But the truth is in fact, NOTHING is comparable to Him.
"I AM who I AM...Thus you shall say to the children of Israel, 'I AM has sent me to you'" - Exo 3:14

Wait a minute.
You may say, "Man the bible sure has bad English, who in the world says statements like 'I am has sent me to you'?"


Well, you just said it.
It's in the bible and it will remain in it for eternity as it is the truth.


NOTHING is comparable to Him, nothing.
Hence, it is stated in the truth of all truths - "I AM"

I am, what?
He is, what?
You are, what???
What is He?


Everything.

There is nothing that can compare with the king of kings, so it is finalised that He is.
You are.


And since everything is Him, it definitely outweighs the many which describes the evil of the world.
Who would choose many if one is promised everything?


He is.
Yesterday, today and for eternity.

Turn that dark, blood-stained claws into white, majestic wings that will protect not only your heart, but every part of you.

For You are.

Adoption

I never really understood the word which revolves around the world of parenthood.
(The word above if you didn't notice)


In a way, one has to love the person he/she is adopting FROM SCRATCH.
On another page, the second party must also adopt the first as a parent/sibling/guardian in order for the process to be complete.
In other words, is it easy for it to happen?
It's difficult.
Very difficult.
Unless both parties come with a heart that's willing.



I was adopted, not into my current family, but into the family of Christ.
25th December 2006, I was accepted with open arms.
And time seemed to pass by so fast.
Many else became my brothers and sisters through adoption as well.

But amongst all, it is 5 of my younger brothers whom I am most proud of.


I adopted them the same way that I was adopted.
And even showered them with even more love and faith than what I have previously received.

"Whoever waters shall be watered also", but how can I know how to water others if I haven't experienced from others who know how to water?
How can I be a blesser if I haven't been first blessed?
And I have been, many many times.
Now I pass it on to them.



But the best thing is this.
They move my heart the way real siblings do to each other.


When they received salvation, my heart broke.
When I see them growing, I smile.
When I know they hunger for Him the way I do, I am proud of them.
When they say, "Ryan, I'll support you!", I'm sure I'll cry the way a big brother does.

And I want to take care of them the way a big brother does as well.


As for this adoption,
I was willing to accept them as my younger brothers.
And they were willing as well to acknowledge me as their brother.


And thanks to them, I finally realised the meaning of adoption.

Rejoice

Prelims have ended.
Hallelujah.

Now time for a short-term holiday. =)



Waiting for the assurance of approval is one of my flaws.
With the comfort of knowing I am 100% right or guaranteed free from risks.
That's it.


"Do you agree that human beings should live more dangerously?"
That was one of the questions from my GP paper 1 which triggered this thought.
To think that something from an exam could trigger my thoughts.


And to think that I agreed with the author, when I myself is an irony of what I wrote.
Contradictory.


"A servant is someone who acts upon listening to orders."
"A Son is someone who acts upon initiative because of a divine love for his Father."


Taking risks is one thing, but having initiative is a step further than that.
And the success that will be obtained will come from the constant experience from failure.
I fall, but I will learn, and emerge stronger than before.


Soar.

for a higher purpose

Okay, let's ignore the video and focus on the words for a minute.

"I am the wind.
On land, no blade of grass moves without Me.
At sea, every rising wave is touched by Me.
Wherever you are, I am high enough to see you.
And strong enough to reach out to you.
And place strength in your hand.
You may not always see Me,
But you'll always feel Me.
For I am here for a higher purpose."


Sounds like the words someone familiar might say?
I know. =)

Crack

Stress is an issue of the past.
It will perpetually come to haunt me, but it never stays for long.


Raindrops on my window paint a million smiles for You.
My soul rests on your silhouette, all I need is found in You.

Comfort

The questions get tougher as the days go by.

Seems to pass by so fast, but the thought of what lies ahead lingers.


When I am weak,
He is strong, mighty and awesome.

This time, I was positive I wasn't alone.
He was by me, whispering words of guidance in my ears.



I've seen people frustrated.
Some broke down.
Desperate for another chance to change their answers.
I didn't know it was that bad.



I've seen my weak self once again.
"I can't do it."
"Why not just give up, I can't get a good grade anyway."
Tormented by the stress of daily regrets.
"Why didn't I do it right?"
"This won't get me anywhere."

Pessimisms of life.
Not only does it bend our thinking, it breaks.
The human mind tends to lean to the negative.

We need some motivation.
Some encouragement, not from any other person.
Yes, it may help, but it wears off somewhere, somehow.



The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He lets me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside the still waters.
He restores my soul.
......
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.


He comforts me in times of crisis.
In times of need.
In times when I'm of my weakest state.
He is there, 24/7 to guide me in my ways.


Hope I get good grades.^^

The One

SongJie and I with similar shoes.


Rockers.
Thanks John for uploading.


Sometimes, we are so mesmerized by the sights and sounds.
And we say to ourselves, "I really want to capture this on tape."

But I rather that people enjoy the moment rather than have it on the picture, you might even miss when searching for your camera.

It's true a picture paints a thousand words.
But what are pictures compared to unforgettable memories?
If a picture paint a thousand, memories paint millions.


Why not enjoy moments which are rare to get by, and THEN take a picture after you're satisfied.

Root three

I fear I will always be,
A lonely number like root three.

A three is all that is good and right.
Why must my three keep out of sight,

Beneath a vicious square-root sign.
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick
With just some quick arithmetic.

I know I'll never see the sun
As 1.7321

Such is my reality,
A sad irrationality.

When, hark, just what is this I see?
Another square-root of a three.

Has quietly come waltzing by
Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer
Rejoicing as an integer.

We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands,

Our square-root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed.

-Kumar's Root-3 poem

Chapter 56

"Run, run as fast as you can,
You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbreadman."


I feel like I'm floating on air for the past few days.
So many things to complete,
So little time.

But surprisingly, I feel satistied, contented, filled to the brim.

Trust me when I say I haven't been studying much.


Why do I feel so calm at a time like this?
I used to be frustrated that I couldn't get formulas into my head.



"All those who seek, come to Me, and I will give you rest."
That's what He said.

And that's what I did.
He gave me the best rest I could experience in my 18 years.

We as humans, do things, and are obstinate towards the dire consequences that follow, even if it was emphasized many times before.
I learnt one thing in the past month.

With Him, dire consequences are seldom.




He writes a book, a story about our individual lives.
When we are born again, He writes even more pages enthusiastically, eager to finish with a happy ending.
"He is the author and finisher of our faith."

But us as humans, are often stubborn.
We want things our way, we don't want to follow what He has written.
So we tear out some of the pages in this book and insert some of our own.


Now,
Think of how the author of the book feels.
Not only does it frustrate Him when we destroy what He has planned for us, but imagine the extra effort He must put in to edit the rest of the story behind that torn page.
You can't have a nice novel with a page that is inconsistent with the story.


I choose to read the story He has prepared for me, anticipating what awaits as I turn the page to the next chapters of my life.