The time of your life

Humans are not permissible to stay young forever. Even if technological advancements allows the physical aspect to be preserved, it is indelible that each of us are only entitled to one chance to be adolescents at the cusp of adulthood, just that terse phase, in 50 to 80 years (depending on the individual’s threshold) of life on earth.

While many of us, every 365 days, anticipate to the day where we can finally exhale air to diminish the swaying flames exhibited on the litted wax stick, apart from being able to break free from juvenile rules, (like yay, I’m finally sixteen, I am now legalised to play pool; two more years to Clubs and Pubs; three years before all hell breaks loose) how many of us are actually versant of the latent brutal truth? When we hit a stage of our lives when we realise we cannot do as much, we wish we had done more when we were younger.

Discerning from the perspective of my Mum, who babysits a hyperactive boy at his second year of infancy, from her frequent deafening chidings, it is overt that she wish the baby would stop clinging or bugging her all the time, so she could get her chores done. If not for her obstinate nature, I would have refute her with an alternative to disciplining the toddler. Her chores, could they have been done at other points in time? When the toddler grows up and is able to walk and run with sturdy steps, I reckon she would miss his juvenile misdemeaors. When all she wants is to hold his hand when he walks, reality would hit her in the face – that he no longer needs a helping hand for something so basic. Then, she wishes she had been less negligent and obnoxious.

I remember Daniel aptly shared, you do not get to serve so closely with your caregroup members all your life, so the best time to treasure them is now. In the same light, we do not stay as youths forever. If we miss giving our best shot during this tangible stage of our lives, I am dubious whether or not we would be graced a second chance. Perhaps we could, but the difference lies in the depreciated value of “best”.

You define what you give your best shot to. I am clear of my definition, are you?

Convictions

Have you ever tried translating your experiences to a second party verbally or delineate an exquisite and exotic piece of painting or vision which you had seen? Despite it being the most ravishing and enchanting encounter that you have ever had, other than the limitation of vocabulary and inefficacy of translating the exact detail, none can compare to experiencing it first-hand. Somehow, the beauty dilutes along the way, like relating the thrills of modern technology to a caveman.

Perhaps it is true when they say that “seeing is believing”. To a world that has never tasted (let’s just say) bananas, I can repetitively share that bananas are sweet, and maybe substantiate it with scientific explanations to ensure that my story would be bought over. But gradually the level at which people are convinced will become obsolete. Until and unless the people taste the banana, they will never be 100% convinced that bananas are sweet.

Nonetheless, this deficit in translation of a picturesque vision which I have in mind will not bind me. I will not stop sharing whatever that is true, even if it means that I will have to make it up with hard work and dilligence. Besides, with the help of the Holy Spirit, impossible is nothing!

Cream of the crop

The end of the school term marks the befalling of mental turmoil. The definition of holiday has altered fairly over the years. Yet on the other hand, it is one which is greatly anticipated, because of a few exceptions to the activities which can be practised most effectively during this period. Not to forget, our once-in-six-months Youth Camp!

*Standing ovation*

I am looking forward to the 4 days and 3 nights of divine exchange – my weakness for His strength, and the infilling of the Holy Spirit. In order for me to receive the cream of the crop, I need to begin a spring cleaning in my heart so I can be able to contain so much more when He randomly decides to speak! It is going to be overflowing, overflowing, and I cannot afford to miss even a single drip of it!

Apart from the spiritual preparation, I need to remind myself of this item which I have to get before camp!

Honey’s Brain,
from Sim Lim Square.
Because of camwhores like xxx and xxx and the list goes on, I am afraid Ren Ting’s 4GB might not be enough to sustain us. Besides, there might also be a competition for self-shots. Lastly, photos are memories.

Hopefully I will be able to get a good bargain of let’s say <60?

On a side note, I went to the optician abruptly last week and got my vision checked. 3 years ago it was 75, 50, 3 years later it was +100 each. It gave me the shock of my life.

I need to start taking good care of my eyes.

Believe

I’m not satisfied doing it my own way
I’m not satisfied to do church and walk away
I’m not satisfied there’s no love in my life but You
I’m not satisfied living in yesterday’s hour
I’m not satisfied to have the form but not the power
I’m not satisfied, Lord I am crucified in You

So I lay down my cause, that the cross can be found in You.

Passing the torch

The severity of the catastrophe in China did not hit me until today, when I was scanning the pictures of the victims trapped under fallen debris of their residential area. The browsing eventually grew heavier, leaving me to scrutinize the detail on the pictures, resorting even to reading the caption in chinese for enlightenment.

Before this news grappled my attention, I had been receiving second-hand reports and views, despite my oblivion to the severity of the tragedy, it does not abdicate the fact that an epidemic broke out. Now that I have felt the vehemence of the issue, the next step is, how can I help, how can I relay this call of relieving of aid to those who were in my shoes – indifferent to the vehemence of the issue?

In the same light, this thought ruminated in my mind – now that I have comprehended the value of serving God and His people, how can I relay this conviction properly so that people will eventually walk in my ways?

Coincidentally, today’s highlights happen to be the college’s Track & Field Meet 2008.

(I’m sorry random guy)

It is not simply about passing the torch fast, it is about lighting up the next torch.