Monday, January 28, 2008

Mortality

I think that as I deal with my emotions and slowly allow myself to heal, I am able to post this up.



I was not particularly close to the man, but we worked on projects together. He was not a proud man, and he would have talked to the least of us. We had a good relationship, and Bob liked me, of that I am sure.

I remember him falling in step with me as I walked from the pantry back to my table.
Bob: Are you working hard, or hardly working?
Me [Looking around furtively]: Shh! Not so loud, Bob.
Bob laughs.

A yahoo conversation I picked up from the archive.
Bob: you making money
Me: Haha. Hi Bob..
Me: Trying to.
Bob: really.... ????
Me: Heh heh. Bluff you la.
Me: No, I'm really trying to..
Bob: can..cannot ..can'
Me: Can la..
Me: Where are you Bob?
Bob: narita airport
Me: Oh Tokyo
Me: Heh heh. Are you making any money? :P
Bob: not really

I miss the old guy. Things are different now.

When Satan Hurts Christ's People

Under the persistent questioning of Ed, I have decided to divulge a bit of my inner thoughts. In recent weeks, my mind and emotions have been assailed with issues about friendship and a certain sort of betrayal and loss. I can't elaborate much, suffice to say that I'm thankful for God's continual watch and protection over me. The Holy Spirit has been prompting me and preparing my heart for such an event, and it's only on hindsight that I recognized His voice.

I'm in a lot of pain, but am determined to emerge - how they say in the bible - worthy. "That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ" (1 Pet 1:7)

Mel says that I handle crises with a lot of class - much more than she's ever seen (or something to that effect), and I don't want to diminish God's role in this. He found me and took me back some 2-3 months ago, and though there is constant pain in forsaking all else and taking up the cross daily, I want to see this work. A devotional passage I read today just sums up everything that is part of my healing process. I hope this sheds a little bit of light into my emotional and spiritual condition at the moment.

With this, I shall sign out.

When Satan Hurts Christ's People
John Piper
Reflections on Why Christians Suffer Losses

Do not fear any of those things which you are about to suffer...
Revelation 2:10

When huge pain comes into your life—like divorce, or the loss of a precious family member, or the dream of wholeness shattered—it is good to have a few things settled with God ahead of time. The reason for this is not because it makes grieving easy, but because it gives focus
and boundaries for the pain.

Being confident in God does not make the pain less deep, but less broad. If some things are settled with God, there are boundaries around the field of pain. In fact, by being focused and bounded, the pain of loss may go deeper—as a river with banks runs deeper than a flood plain. But with God in his firm and proper place, the pain need not spread out into the endless spaces of ultimate meaning. This is a great blessing, though at the time it may simply feel no more tender
than a brick wall. But what a precious wall it is!

As a father, I want to help our twelve-year-old daughter Talitha settle some things with God now, so that when little or big losses come—and they will come—her pain will be bounded and will not carry her out, like a riptide, into the terrifying darkness of doubt about God. So as we read God's word together twice a day, I point out the mysterious ways of God.

Two days ago, we read this from the lips of Jesus to the church at Smyrna in Revelation 2:10:

Do not fear what you are about to suffer. Behold, the devil is about to throw some of you into prison, that you may be tested, and for ten days you will have tribulation. Be faithful unto death, and I will give you the crown of life.

I asked Talitha, "Is Jesus stronger than the devil?" "Yes," she said. Indeed, I added, ten million times stronger. It's not even close. In fact, as Mark 1:27 says, "He commands even the unclean spirits, and they obey him." So all Jesus has to do is say to the devil, "You shall not throw my loved ones into prison," and the devil will not be able to do it. Right, Talitha? Right.

So, Talitha, why does Jesus let the devil do this? Why does he let the devil throw his precious followers in jail and even kill some of them? She shook her head. I said, well, let's read it again slowly, and you tell me the reason that the Bible gives. Slowly, "Behold the devil is about to throw some of you into prison... that... you... may... be... tested." So why does Jesus let this happen, Talitha? "That they may be tested." That's right.

And what is being tested? The answer is given in the way Jesus describes what passing the test looks like. He says, "Be faithful unto death, and I will give you the crown of life." Faithfulness to Jesus is being tested. Will his loved ones keep trusting him? Will they keep believing that he has their best interest at heart? That he is wise? That he is good? That he is stronger than all?

So, Talitha, there are a thousand things that God is doing every time something painful happens to you. Most of these you do not know or understand. Job, Joseph, and Esther did not know what God was doing in their losses. But there is always one thing you can know God is doing when pain comes into your life. This is something you can settle with God ahead of time. He is always testing you.

If the test leads to your death, as it did for some of the Christians in Smyrna, Jesus wants you to know something ahead of time. "You will receive the crown of life." That means he will raise you from the dead and will crown you with the kind of everlasting joy in his presence that will make up for your loses ten-thousand-fold. "Crown" signifies majestic, royal restoration and exaltation.

James says the same thing:

Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God haspromised to those who love him.

Passing the test means loving God to the end.

So settle it, Talitha. Loss and pain are coming into your life, but Jesus is infinitely stronger than the devil. So even if the devil is causing it, as he did in Smyrna, Jesus is letting it happen. And he
always has his reasons—more than we can know. One of those reasons is always testing, namely, the testing of our faith and our love for him.

We cannot answer every why question. But there is always this answer: My faith is being tested. And our Lord never wastes his tests. Whether we believe this truth is, in fact, part of the test. In the mind of Jesus, the promise that he would give them the crown of life was enough to sustain the Christians in Smyrna. I pray that it will be enough for Talitha—and for you.

Trusting the wisdom and goodness of Jesus in loss,
Pastor John

By John Piper. (c) Desiring God.
Website: www.desiringGod.org.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Nobody remains a virgin. Life fucks everyone.

Crude? Yes.

Funny? Ohyeah!

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Heath Ledger died today.

At 28. That's my age.

Never really followed the guy, but time after time, you watch from the sidelines people who you think were at the top - having achieved the American Dream and for whom every of life's whims were essentially within grasp - fall.

Was it suicide? Was it an accident? Foul play? Dunno.

Perhaps he was never really happy. Perhaps some things cannot be acheived by being insanely rich. Or insanely good-looking (arguably). Or insanely popular. Or insanely successful in their field (arguably).

Maybe after all the clamouring, scheming and plotting to get to the top, the reality hits home: There's nothing up there. That huge holein your heart? That cannot be filled by the view from the top.

Friday, January 04, 2008

Why does nobody want to go out with me?

Victim 1
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Me: Are you free this evening?
Me: I'm going for a wedding, and I don't know anyone there, not even the bride and groom.
Me: So I'm allowed to bring one friend.
V1: go for wedding dinner?
V1: yikes, thk i'll pass
V1: so awkward!

Victim 2
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Me: I'm going for a wedding dinner tonight, and I am allowed to bring one friend. Can you come?
V2: Wedding dinner? So weird! People will think I'm your boyfriend!
Me: Huh? How come?
V2: Dowan, dowan. Later Gina (girlfriend) kill me.

Victim 3
********
Me: Are you free this evening? Can accompany me for wedding dinner?
V3: no. whose? i hate wedding dinners
Me: Aiyah.. Go with me? I got no friends..
V3: no.. i m not free either. why do u have to go?
Me: It's my friend's. I don't know any of his friends, but he's an old friend.. I've known him for like 10 years, so must go.
V3: ooo
Me: So how? Go?
V3: no

Victim 4
********
Me: Eh I need to go for a wedding dinner tonight leh.
Me: Wanna come?
V4: WAT
V4: u siao ar
Me: Haha. I need company mah!
V4: siao
Me: Ee yer! I'll be all alone!
Me: Poor me! *cue sad violin music*
V4: siaoo

I'm gonna canvass the market for friends who would go with me, failing which, I might need to resort to bribery.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Morning Conversation

Me: I got kangkong in my shit today. :D
Friend: wat?!
Friend: u mean got shit in ur kangkong?
Me: Nono.. Yesterday I had kangkong for dinner.. :D
Friend: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEee
Friend: disgusting!
Friend: u are DISGUSTING!!!!
Me: Wahahahahahaha….
Friend: bitch
Friend: ttyl
Friend: my turn to go toilet
Me: Observe.....
Friend: bitch

Friday, December 07, 2007

Goodbye baby

Ok I know more explanation is in order for the demise of Hammy. Unknown causes, I guess. Here's a conversation with a friend, reminiscing the good times with little Hammy. In a way, this will be my little lack-of-time tribute to my baby.

Friend: eh murderer, how yr hammy chew the cage? thats freaking fiberglass rite?
Me: Haha. I dunno leh. You know that red cover thing in the picture? There's holes for him to breathe right? Somehow he manages to kind of enlarge one of the holes. He bites it till it becomes big
Friend: wah! maddness
Me: He's quite a persistent little fella. Got attitude one.
Me: The last cage I bought for him, he bite through the plastic until he can actually put half his body out. But he's too fat around the midsection, so he got stuck in the middle. WHAHAHAHHA! And he was kinda suspended in midair the whole day until I came back from work and rescued him. Hence I bought the new cage.
Friend: WAHAHa
Me: He's very cute lah. I miss him.
Friend: sigh. i noe..
Friend: dun like tt lar. i treat u makan ok
Me: Haha. Dun need lah. I'm ok.
Me: Then yesterday I took the morning off to have a little funeral for him. Then I used a fork and spoon to sort of lift him out of the cage. His body was still soft!! I was so tempted to stroke him! He looked so peaceful in his sleep.
Friend: WAH LIEW. let him sleep then! peace at last
Me: He was freaking dead lah.
Friend: away from u the evil murder
Me: Haha.
Friend: murderer
Me: I never murder him!! I keep giving him food leh! But he was so tiny.. He was just very furry, so sometimes the pictures a bit unflattering lah. Wahahaha! But he very fit and slim one. Wahhaha
Friend: wahaha! bitch leh!
Friend: u cheer up lar! i think he is happier this way
Me: Haha. Yeah. In heaven got a lot of food.