My precious daddy
I have a very wonderful father who takes good care of me when I was young. I love him very much. No matter what happens, he will always be my good father.
I love to look at the way my father eats the mango. He loves mango so much. Every time we go out for dinner, he will always find opportunity to visit fruit stalls. He likes to touch the mangoes and smell them. At one sniff, he can tell whether the mangoes are good or not. When he was young, he and his friends will always try to find some mango trees and throw stones at the mangoes. There were a few times when my father was eating mango in the kitchen, I’d take a digital camera and take video of him eating mangoes from the side.
I love to watch my father brush his teeth. He has a cute standing position and he really brushes his teeth very hard. Its very comical to hear the noise coming out from his brushing of teeth, although I always remind him not to brush so hard.
I love to “fight” with my father. He studied WUSHU and he always like to practice his skills. We like to compare whose legs can kick the highest. And we use our hands and legs to “fight” each other.
I love to touch my father’s big round stomach. I will always remind my father that his stomach is getting bigger and rounder. My father will always reply me that his stomach is not full of fats, but full of “air”. Because he always practice Qi Gong.
I love to imitate animal voices with my father. We always mimic Cuckoo, Cock, Owl, Dog, Monkey, Rat……. in the car when we go out for dinner.
I love the feeling of waiting for my father to come and fetch me when I knock off from work or lessons. I felt so blessed and happy just to see him and talk to him. I felt so secure to have a daddy always protecting and looking after me.
I love to watch my father’s expression whenever he sits down and watch the television, especially those Taiwan variety shows. He don’t really like to watch TV, but if he likes a TV program, he will enjoy it so much, that he may even giggle and laugh over it.
Nobody can take my father away from me. He is my precious.Labels: Family
An extract from Joyce Meyer’s book – “Life without Strife”
Patience
Strife comes into relationships because people display impatience with each other or with themselves. Strife is the opposite of peace and love.
Kindness
Being kind to a distraught person will act as a healing salve, but harshness only increases anger. Strife always lurks around looking for a crack to crawl through. “And the servant of the Lord must not strive; but be gentle unto all men: (2 Tim 2: 24). Kindness will keep strife out!
Generosity
Envy and jealousy are open doors for strife. When you’re tempted with jealousy, respond with generosity and the evil will be swallowed up by the good.
Humility
Humility is the opposite of pride. We have already seen how pride is an open door for strife. Humble yourself and God will exalt you. It would be impossible to live without strife if there was no humility. Being peace maker requires humility. Pride goes before destruction (Prov 16: 18). Many relationships have been destroyed by a spirit of strife just because neither party would humble himself and wait for God to do the exalting.
Courtesy
Love is not rude and unmannerly. It is amazing how the words “please” or “thank you” can soften a command. Those who have authority and are in a position to tell others what to do could avoid a lot of rebellion by using better manners.
Joyce Meyer encourages us to go the extra mile to be courteous with our family and closest friends. “I have found that we have a tendency to take liberties with those closest to us that we wouldn’t consider taking with a total stranger.”
Unselfishness
Jesus is love and if we intend to follow His lifestyle, it will require the development of an unselfish nature. The seed for that nature is in us by virtue of Christ being in us, but it must be developed by choice. God has planted His seed in us, but we must water and care for it properly so it grows to the fruit-bearing stage. The giving up of oneself is no easy task. The flash dies hard and fights relentlessly.
Good temper
Love is not easily provoked; it is not touchy or easily angered (1 Cor 13: 5). Love is slow to anger (James 1: 19). God is slow to anger according to the Word, and He is love. The development of the fruit of self-control is the answer to a quick temper.
We start by asking God to reveal the root of the problem. It may be rooted in various things. Past abuse of any kind can leave a person with repressed anger that needs to be dealt with. Pride is often the root of a quick temper.
Guilelessness
Wrong, evil thoughts open the door for strife. We must be accountable for our thoughts. They will produce good or evil in our lives. Each man has both the mind of the flesh and the mind of the spirit (see Rom 8:6)
We are to choose the mind of the Spirit. It produces life and peace. Love is good and expects the best of every person.
Sincerity
Love is sincere. It’s not just a lot of talk or theory but is seen in action. Love meets needs. Love is genuine. It really wants to help others.
This is the attitude we should have toward strife – we hate strife because it is evil! It comes like a raging storm and leaves destruction everywhere it is permitted to go. Defeat it by holding fast to that which is good.
Abounding love can overcome strife. Love will protect you from the devil. It is truly spiritual warfare. Satan knows this, so he fights those walking in love. He knows that if you develop your love walk, you will be dangerous to the kingdom of darkness.Labels: Sermons and Revelatns
Frail
Frail
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A dream shouts it’s real,
in a dream.
A man thought it was true,
in his dream.
The covenant is the sign indeed,
in the rainbow.
May the rainbow never, never break.
Is there a second rainbow?
Can You lend it to the tulip?
Through it all You must be present.
With a seeming loss all becomes clear,
That day must come, to prove Your voice right.
Give her a little portion,
To carry on each day.
The tulip needs to live,
life is too harsh.
A bruised reed You will not break,
let all is needed to understand be revealed soon.
Was reading the bible and saw this chapter in psalm. Felt inspired to write this poem - "Frail".
Psalm 131
Lord, my heart is not haughty,Nor my eyes lofty.Neither do i concern myself with great matters,Nor with things too profound for me.Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,Like a weaned child with his mother;Like a weaned child is my soul within me.O Israel, hope in the LordFrom this time forth and forever.Labels: Poetry and Inspiration
Children are so pure
My cell group is really growing from faith to faith, glory to glory. We have a lot of new friends and quite a few stayed with us, and are so serious in the Word of God.
We have more students, many of them aged between 13 – 17. Students like Wanli, Calista, Jacinta and Jonathan. Every time I am with them, and listening to their conversations, I felt so amused and amazed. The way they talk about certain issues are so cute, so pure, so straightforward and so interesting. I really enjoy their presence.
Just want to mention something about Wanli, this is a girl who truly cares from her heart. She may not say much, but from her actions, you can sense that she really cares. She’s very sensitive and empathetic; she understands and has a big heart. I am very grateful for her.
For Calista, she’s very confident and strong. She’s very sensible and bright. I feel that she cares about her sister deep in her heart, though she may not exhibit a very loving demeanor on the surface.
For Jacinta, this is a girl with an inherent aura of confidence. Always joyful and proud. She’s probably those kind who will not let worries or sadness sticking on her for too long. She’s witty and fun to be with.
As for Jonathan, I am very very impressed with this little boy. He is a very GOOD boy. Obedient and polite. He looks at things from a very different perspective and the things he says never fail to bring a smile to my face.
He’s only a Christian for a few months and he’s so eager about the friends he wanted to reach out to. This coming Easter, he invited a few friends. To his dismay, they needed “EVIDENCE” to prove to their parents that they are really coming for an Easter event. We have some orange invitation cards, but Jonathan ran out of cards to give! (Can you imagine each person got about 10 cards!)
So I drove to his school this late afternoon to pass some cards to him. As my car drove nearer to the school gate, where he was waiting for me, I saw Jonathan in his uniform. I smile again – he looks so cute in his uniform.
He requested me to drive him home from his school since it was nearby. But before he asked me, he already planned HOW I SHOULD GO HOME FROM HIS HOUSE. He told me that there is a route from his house (pasir ris) to my house (yishun), so I don’t need to worry how to go home. How kind hearted this boy is.
Today our cg was fasting. On the way to Jonathan’s house, he told me he is so happy that he finally can go home and eat. The kind of RELIEF expression on his face is so amusing. He said he watched his friends eat today and he cannot eat anything. But he is not sulky about it. He’s just happy that he finally completed a “mission” and can go home to claim his “reward”. (he didn’t say this but he sound like this)
Well….. thank God for all the interesting events and people in my life.Labels: Friends
Little pebbles
Was having lunch with some of my Lawyer colleagues sometime back when they mentioned something worth thinking about….
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Do you know there’s actually a LEPROSY VILLAGE in Singapore?
I thought I only heard about Leprosy in developing countries, and also about Jesus healing the lepers in the bible. But honestly speaking, didn’t expect this disease to be so “near” me.
They mentioned that this ‘village’ has a very big field, and those lepers living in this village cannot come out at all, unless their body is totally healed of this disease. Sometimes, it can be the whole family living inside for generation after generation. This is so sad.
---------------------------------------------------------------------We then talked about the “Rottan” (dunno if you spell it this way… spelling bees – Wanli and Calista, help!)
They said that when the criminal is hit by the Rottan at the buttock area, “hitter” don’t just lift up the Rottan and hit again. In fact, they DRAG the Rottan off from the buttock area slowly and then started hitting again…. Like peeling the skin bit by bit…..
--------------------------------------------------------------------At Mental Institute around Buangkok area, almost recovered mental patients are allowed to take a walk outside the institute (that means, can even go Orchard) for a specific time.
--------------------------------------------------------------------We have Ooishi Pizza and its fabulicious. Try ordering it!Labels: Facts
