I received a wedding card just 2 days back. An invitation by my secondary school friend.
It's hard to fathom that finally, I am at the age where it's marriagable. NO, not that I want to get married. But it amuses me each time I see my friend get married. Cause silly memories of how we were in the latter years just flood my mind and bring a silly smile to my face.
I live in the era where Tommy Page were one of the HOTTEST singers that gals will go for!
Today, as I am up at 2am doing my paper, I am hearing this very familiar song on Class95. And if I didn't remember wrongly, this was the song that was shared between my soon-to-be married friend! (Not sure why though since this is a Love Song)
I'll be your Everything
So long that I've waited for a girl
To come into my life
And in my world
I can't explain my feelings for you
I guess you're just all my dreams come true
And I'll be your lover (Your lover)
And I'll be your best friend (Ooh, I'll be your friend)
I'll be there when you're needing me (When you need me)
I'll be your everything
Your everything
Chorus:
I'll be your everything
I'll be all that you want
And all that you need
I'll be your everything
I'll give you all that I have
My love, my life and me
I'll be your everything
Now that we're together at last
We shouldn't think about our
Problems in the past
'Cause true love takes a miracle to find
I guess that I've been blessed
'Cause I've got you by my side
And I'll be your lover (Your lover)
And I'll be your best friend (Ooh, I'll be your friend)
I'll be there when you're needing me (When you need me)
I'll be your everything
Your everything
When you're lost and you're down
And you're seeing darkness
And there's no one there that can be found
Just turn around
I'll be there holding out my arms for you
Just reach for me
I'll be the one to set you free
I'll lift you up when you're feeling down
I'll make your whole world turn around
I'll give my heart and soul to you
To let you know this love is true
Friday, March 31, 2006
Thursday, March 30, 2006
V.O.C.A.B.U.L.A.R.Y
In my pursuit of trying to churn out 3 reports in the past 3 weeks, I have found something about myself.
My world of vocabulary is lousy ONE BIG TIME!
Here I am, trying to write a 5000 worded paper HOPING not to bore the lecturer with my repetition of words. Gosh.. I was so tempted to purchase a dictionary.
That's when I am pretty much glad that I have upgraded to Cable instead of Dial Up!
I found a whole pool of resources out there in cyberspace.
Things like Thesaurus.com and Merriam-Webster Online helped me walked that extra mile.
Well, I don't think I really want to impress whoever is reading my papers with a Flowery Language but I don't really wish to bore them with the same sentences like "After participating in ____".
Man... If the reader's not sick of reading, I am sick of writing. Haaaa!!
In this pursuit, I do not want to forget those friends who were constantly online with me helping me words that I could describe, words that is at the tip of my tongue BUT I just simply can't get it out. And also ex-classmates who helped me walk a little more steadily with their past experience and knowledge.
Gosh.. I was hit by a "Panic Attack" so many times and boy am I thankful that there is this thing call Prayer.
In all honesty, I asked myself after this thesis, "Do you still want to further yourself in this line?". Well, it will be food for thought in the months or years to come... For now, after this paper, perhaps I should take a pole and try walk the tightrope! ;)
Okai dok! Crozzing all fingers, toes and legs, praying real hard, that my paper has found favour in the eyes of the one who reads it!
My world of vocabulary is lousy ONE BIG TIME!
Here I am, trying to write a 5000 worded paper HOPING not to bore the lecturer with my repetition of words. Gosh.. I was so tempted to purchase a dictionary.
That's when I am pretty much glad that I have upgraded to Cable instead of Dial Up!
I found a whole pool of resources out there in cyberspace.
Things like Thesaurus.com and Merriam-Webster Online helped me walked that extra mile.
Well, I don't think I really want to impress whoever is reading my papers with a Flowery Language but I don't really wish to bore them with the same sentences like "After participating in ____".
Man... If the reader's not sick of reading, I am sick of writing. Haaaa!!
In this pursuit, I do not want to forget those friends who were constantly online with me helping me words that I could describe, words that is at the tip of my tongue BUT I just simply can't get it out. And also ex-classmates who helped me walk a little more steadily with their past experience and knowledge.
Gosh.. I was hit by a "Panic Attack" so many times and boy am I thankful that there is this thing call Prayer.
In all honesty, I asked myself after this thesis, "Do you still want to further yourself in this line?". Well, it will be food for thought in the months or years to come... For now, after this paper, perhaps I should take a pole and try walk the tightrope! ;)
Okai dok! Crozzing all fingers, toes and legs, praying real hard, that my paper has found favour in the eyes of the one who reads it!
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
In the midst of typing...
... I will write a short blog.
I got my evaluation done for my practicum yesterday.
It was a good evaluation and if my lecturer agrees with his evaluation, that will be my FIRST A in my entire course! Haha! Of course, it wasn't an evaluation without creative critisms. :P
I was told many times that I am a person who is very lack of confidence when handling a case which my boss deduced that it could be because of lack of experience. Well, I'll keep it in mind and improve!
Anyhow, gotta time only to share on 2 answered prayer points:
1) I prayed and asked for a job immediately upon graduation.
- I have yet to graduate but I have a job offer already.
2) I prayed for a certain range of salary.
- I was offered slightly more than expected.
Bible says "Ask and it shall be given"... Isn't it true?
We just have to believe, do our best and let God work on our behalf.
Cheerios!
I got my evaluation done for my practicum yesterday.
It was a good evaluation and if my lecturer agrees with his evaluation, that will be my FIRST A in my entire course! Haha! Of course, it wasn't an evaluation without creative critisms. :P
I was told many times that I am a person who is very lack of confidence when handling a case which my boss deduced that it could be because of lack of experience. Well, I'll keep it in mind and improve!
Anyhow, gotta time only to share on 2 answered prayer points:
1) I prayed and asked for a job immediately upon graduation.
- I have yet to graduate but I have a job offer already.
2) I prayed for a certain range of salary.
- I was offered slightly more than expected.
Bible says "Ask and it shall be given"... Isn't it true?
We just have to believe, do our best and let God work on our behalf.
Cheerios!
Monday, March 27, 2006
A Prayer
I was looking around my room and I just stood and stare at this picture frame that my previous Unit Leader gave me. Warmed my heart as I recollect how has God been working on my behalf.
1 Corinthians 3:6-9
"I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but GOD MADE IT GROW. So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow. The main who plants and the man who waters have one purpose, and each will be rewarded according to his own labour. For we are God's fellow workers; you are God's field, God's building."
God caused you to recognise the hand of God more and more in your life and you will cease from your striving and come to a point of trusting because you know that God is in control. You will enjoy seeing God work on your behalf.
1 Corinthians 3:6-9
"I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but GOD MADE IT GROW. So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow. The main who plants and the man who waters have one purpose, and each will be rewarded according to his own labour. For we are God's fellow workers; you are God's field, God's building."
God caused you to recognise the hand of God more and more in your life and you will cease from your striving and come to a point of trusting because you know that God is in control. You will enjoy seeing God work on your behalf.
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Late and Stunned!
Oh no.. I am feeling totally bad today!
I didn't respond to my alarm clock and I turned it off! Then I woke up but my body just refused to move. I re-set the time again and konk off. And AGAIN, I didn't respond to the alarm! Gosh.. And when I have promised Jo that I will help her in the children's church deco at 830am, I woke up at 8am! Gosh..!! But hmm... heng, I was just 5mins late. Well, still late nonetheless.
Well, today, I led games in HopeKids. Hmm... I sort of forgot that the games may be easily understood by adults BUT it is not that easy for children. But I thought hmm... today, this was a good learning point for me. GET DOWN TO THEIR LEVEL SANDRA!! Speak their lingo and not mine!
Today, it was also my first time to the National Library at Bras Basah. Suddenly, I felt all so studious as I stepped into the Lee Kong Chian Reference Library - Singapore Section. The silence was absolutely deafening and automatically, my friend and I have to communicate in whispers. But the place was totally awesome. It was like 3 storeys high and there were books high up there too! My friend has to get me to close my mouth cause it was gapping at the awesomeness of it! It was SO spacious with huge working tables beside the glass panels overlooking outside. It was bright, beautiful and absolutely stunning. However, I asked myself - Will the silence kill me if I were to do my study there? Or will the scenery take my breath away? Anyhow, I got what I wanted, photocopied and made my way to the Central Library down at B1. Guess what? I borrowed 4 comic books! It was like back to childhood day! Yipee!!
I didn't respond to my alarm clock and I turned it off! Then I woke up but my body just refused to move. I re-set the time again and konk off. And AGAIN, I didn't respond to the alarm! Gosh.. And when I have promised Jo that I will help her in the children's church deco at 830am, I woke up at 8am! Gosh..!! But hmm... heng, I was just 5mins late. Well, still late nonetheless.
Well, today, I led games in HopeKids. Hmm... I sort of forgot that the games may be easily understood by adults BUT it is not that easy for children. But I thought hmm... today, this was a good learning point for me. GET DOWN TO THEIR LEVEL SANDRA!! Speak their lingo and not mine!
Today, it was also my first time to the National Library at Bras Basah. Suddenly, I felt all so studious as I stepped into the Lee Kong Chian Reference Library - Singapore Section. The silence was absolutely deafening and automatically, my friend and I have to communicate in whispers. But the place was totally awesome. It was like 3 storeys high and there were books high up there too! My friend has to get me to close my mouth cause it was gapping at the awesomeness of it! It was SO spacious with huge working tables beside the glass panels overlooking outside. It was bright, beautiful and absolutely stunning. However, I asked myself - Will the silence kill me if I were to do my study there? Or will the scenery take my breath away? Anyhow, I got what I wanted, photocopied and made my way to the Central Library down at B1. Guess what? I borrowed 4 comic books! It was like back to childhood day! Yipee!!
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Helping Profession
Went through a 3-days Foundation Counselling training at my centre over a span of 3 weeks.
Instead of being taught "technically" how one should develop a foundation for counselling, I felt that I was being taught the life skills of how to survive in this line of job. Ok... Not that there wasn't technical skills been taught. There was lots of role play and hee...that was FUN! But more than that, it was a good mingling time with the bosses and "ka kia".
A few things that I brought back:
1) Counselling is about self-development. HOWEVER, it is not about developing ourselves but helping others develop themselves. Counsellors should not step into this helping profession thinking that we wanna find the "light" ourselves. Hmmm... But again, no doubt that when I started this course, many of the theories taught are applicable to self and in a way, I do "understand" a little more of myself. But we have to learn to get our heart in the right place when we start counselling anyone.
2) As counsellors, we are given the "right" to influence others. And that, may or will, place us in a powerful position. We were challenged over and over AND over again that we MUST be HUMBLE!!! Go back always to the Ethics and Values. Check our heart always.
3) Yet another thing that I have yet "mastered" given my length of time in this profession is to work ACCORDING to NOT my agenda. Many times often so, as counsellors or workers or whatever, we have a set of agendas in our mind. We plan, we say we wanna the people we help to do this, to do that but forgot that we ARE NOT them!
4) Self Awareness MUST always be exercised! In all situation, we have to aware of ourselves, our feelings, our thoughts, our action plan. Whenever we meet with someone we wanna help, or placed in a situation where we need to render help, we cannot just listen without a plan at the back of our mind. We have to do active listening and acknowledge their ramblings if they are rambling, we have to also have a plan on how to guide and help them. Haha... Else, I can't imagine if I am stuck in a room for hours!!
5) There are LOTS of theories for counselling (And I know NONE of them. Hmm.. Okie.. Maybe the Iceberg model). But ultimately, after all theories and all, we have to fall back on the most fundamental counselling skills. I guess... that's to attend best to the person we are helping, observation skills, questions, active listening, etc etc etc....
Ok... So at the end of the 3 days, instead of being technically trained, I felt that I am very motivationally trained.. Hmmm... Is there such a word as motivationally? But I felt very challenged to ALWAYS go back to my heart. Why I started this profession? What is my heart condition? What does God want me to do in this profession? It's amazing how easily we COULD fall into the trap of the satan by getting big-headed, proud and all... But at the prayer meeting yesterday, somehow when I was praying, I started to think "Ok, Daddy, what can I pray for myself. What do I need for a breakthrough?" Then I realised that MATERIALLY I have ALL that I need. There is nothing more that I need. Anything more than that is just a plain "want". And I started to ask for a spiritual breakthrough. I want to see a stirring in my own spiritual realm. And don't know why, I started to feel for those I'm helping. I started to cry for them. It suddenly pained me to see their situation. I just felt God telling me "I love them too! I love all you are helping too! And you, you are my instrument and vessel to them." It's been a fun time last night.
And so now, it's continuation of my PP (Professional Paper)
Instead of being taught "technically" how one should develop a foundation for counselling, I felt that I was being taught the life skills of how to survive in this line of job. Ok... Not that there wasn't technical skills been taught. There was lots of role play and hee...that was FUN! But more than that, it was a good mingling time with the bosses and "ka kia".
A few things that I brought back:
1) Counselling is about self-development. HOWEVER, it is not about developing ourselves but helping others develop themselves. Counsellors should not step into this helping profession thinking that we wanna find the "light" ourselves. Hmmm... But again, no doubt that when I started this course, many of the theories taught are applicable to self and in a way, I do "understand" a little more of myself. But we have to learn to get our heart in the right place when we start counselling anyone.
2) As counsellors, we are given the "right" to influence others. And that, may or will, place us in a powerful position. We were challenged over and over AND over again that we MUST be HUMBLE!!! Go back always to the Ethics and Values. Check our heart always.
3) Yet another thing that I have yet "mastered" given my length of time in this profession is to work ACCORDING to NOT my agenda. Many times often so, as counsellors or workers or whatever, we have a set of agendas in our mind. We plan, we say we wanna the people we help to do this, to do that but forgot that we ARE NOT them!
4) Self Awareness MUST always be exercised! In all situation, we have to aware of ourselves, our feelings, our thoughts, our action plan. Whenever we meet with someone we wanna help, or placed in a situation where we need to render help, we cannot just listen without a plan at the back of our mind. We have to do active listening and acknowledge their ramblings if they are rambling, we have to also have a plan on how to guide and help them. Haha... Else, I can't imagine if I am stuck in a room for hours!!
5) There are LOTS of theories for counselling (And I know NONE of them. Hmm.. Okie.. Maybe the Iceberg model). But ultimately, after all theories and all, we have to fall back on the most fundamental counselling skills. I guess... that's to attend best to the person we are helping, observation skills, questions, active listening, etc etc etc....
Ok... So at the end of the 3 days, instead of being technically trained, I felt that I am very motivationally trained.. Hmmm... Is there such a word as motivationally? But I felt very challenged to ALWAYS go back to my heart. Why I started this profession? What is my heart condition? What does God want me to do in this profession? It's amazing how easily we COULD fall into the trap of the satan by getting big-headed, proud and all... But at the prayer meeting yesterday, somehow when I was praying, I started to think "Ok, Daddy, what can I pray for myself. What do I need for a breakthrough?" Then I realised that MATERIALLY I have ALL that I need. There is nothing more that I need. Anything more than that is just a plain "want". And I started to ask for a spiritual breakthrough. I want to see a stirring in my own spiritual realm. And don't know why, I started to feel for those I'm helping. I started to cry for them. It suddenly pained me to see their situation. I just felt God telling me "I love them too! I love all you are helping too! And you, you are my instrument and vessel to them." It's been a fun time last night.
And so now, it's continuation of my PP (Professional Paper)
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Counting Down
2 papers down!! 1 more to go! Hallelujah!
Praise the Lord too for open doors...
I also managed to meet Knik the Circus Outreach guy who helped me lots for one of my paper. A great guy for a great chat!
Tomorrow's the last day of my attachment at my centre. 400 hours seemed SHORT to some... But it's real long for me.
I volunteer for almost everything. From staying overnight to staying late to doing Saturdays. Haha... Can tell almost how desperate I am.. I was trying to settle the 400 hours in 35days.
10 more days now to completion.
10 more days now to my Hong Kong trip.
Been 6 years that I haven't been to HK. Missing it.
It'll also be a great time to meet up with my friend. Heeee... Disneyworld too... :)
Now, it's counting down time. It's all about numbers, hours and days.
Praise the Lord too for open doors...
I also managed to meet Knik the Circus Outreach guy who helped me lots for one of my paper. A great guy for a great chat!
Tomorrow's the last day of my attachment at my centre. 400 hours seemed SHORT to some... But it's real long for me.
I volunteer for almost everything. From staying overnight to staying late to doing Saturdays. Haha... Can tell almost how desperate I am.. I was trying to settle the 400 hours in 35days.
10 more days now to completion.
10 more days now to my Hong Kong trip.
Been 6 years that I haven't been to HK. Missing it.
It'll also be a great time to meet up with my friend. Heeee... Disneyworld too... :)
Now, it's counting down time. It's all about numbers, hours and days.
Monday, March 20, 2006
All about numbers and words
1000
2000
5000
3 papers
Deadline 3rd Apr. *grimace*
1 and half down, 1 and half more to go.
Am so tired... or perhaps, am so lack of brain cells.
Each word I write suddenly became so important as it adds "weight" to my papers.
I can't wait to countdown...
I started this year aiming for my first "A" in this course of mine...
However, along the way, judging at my papers, I would be very happy if I could even get a "C"!!
Hmmm... nay.. I better aim high..Then I won't fall too low.
*lullaby, say goodnight. Go to bed now, sleep tight...*
2000
5000
3 papers
Deadline 3rd Apr. *grimace*
1 and half down, 1 and half more to go.
Am so tired... or perhaps, am so lack of brain cells.
Each word I write suddenly became so important as it adds "weight" to my papers.
I can't wait to countdown...
I started this year aiming for my first "A" in this course of mine...
However, along the way, judging at my papers, I would be very happy if I could even get a "C"!!
Hmmm... nay.. I better aim high..Then I won't fall too low.
*lullaby, say goodnight. Go to bed now, sleep tight...*
Friday, March 17, 2006
Routine
8:00am
There goes my Samsung alarm clock. Click it off, throw the pillow over my head and back to sleep.
8:15am
2nd alarm. Yup! Time to wake up and time to STOP procrastinating.
Every morning, I will tell myself "San, STOP procrastinating. Ultimately, you HAVE to wake up!"
In the sheepish-est mode, grab my towel, "Morning" to parents, say "Hi" to doggies, get a lick or two, stagger to bathroom and brush my teeth.
8:45am
All dressed, packed, ready to step out of room and grab my drink and bread.
Depending on my mother's mood, we will sometimes have a chat...
9:10am
Step out of home, put on shades, take out iPod and head for train.
9:15am
Step into train & quickly scan for a seat. Sometimes, I feel that some people just push their way through. It is almost like a "If you dare to fight with me with that seat, you will get it from me!"
Well, whether I got a seat or not, I'll dig into my bag and grab my book out.
Usually when I reach a certain stop, I will put the book back into my bag and just take a break and enjoy the rest of my ride.
One thing I really love to do is to "People Watch". I love to see the people on the train. I love to see the way they sleep (NO! I am not laughing at them), I love to observe their body language when they talk, I love to see their smile, etc. Sometimes, I will catch someone dropping tears and I will often wonder "What happened?" and I will say a quick prayer. Sometimes, I will catch an old couple enjoying couple time on the train holding hands and enjoying an exchange of conversation. Heee... Then I will be guessing "Ok... This gal should be a student. Or this lady could be a manager. Or this person could be in sales." (The amazing thing about having shades heh? No one know if I am sleeping or watching.)
For the past two weeks, I realised that I have been on this particular train at almost the same time as this particular guy. The one thing that made me noticed him is that he is very well-dressed. Not only that, he always sleep. And the amazing thing is that he can always keep his head straight! And he will always automatically wake up before his stop. And he will normally sit opposite me (somehow or other) But what attracted me most about this person is his VERY SHARP POINTY shoes. My first thought was "Wow! I thought only gals will have pointy shoes... Guys too! Wow!" It was almost like a revelation to me.
That was the past two weeks ALMOST everyday. That means not everyday la...
However,tonight I was on the VERY crowded train on my way home. When the crowd start to clear, I thought I saw a familiar looking guy. First thing I looked for was his SHARP POINTY SHOES. For the first time, I saw him chatting and laughing with his girlfriend. For the first time, I saw him awake. Somehow we both looked up at the same time and when we saw each other, I could almost hear both of us exclaiming "Hey! Train-mate, how are you?". His girlfriend must have seen that and I think she asked him something. Then they both turned and smile at me.
Haaa.... At that moment, I felt "Wow! 3 total strangers not knowing one another yet paths just crossed almost everyday." I don't know but I began to feel that life has lots to give. There's more to life. Life is more than just a routine. There's SO much to learn, to do, to give thanks EVEN if it's a routine.
There goes my Samsung alarm clock. Click it off, throw the pillow over my head and back to sleep.
8:15am
2nd alarm. Yup! Time to wake up and time to STOP procrastinating.
Every morning, I will tell myself "San, STOP procrastinating. Ultimately, you HAVE to wake up!"
In the sheepish-est mode, grab my towel, "Morning" to parents, say "Hi" to doggies, get a lick or two, stagger to bathroom and brush my teeth.
8:45am
All dressed, packed, ready to step out of room and grab my drink and bread.
Depending on my mother's mood, we will sometimes have a chat...
9:10am
Step out of home, put on shades, take out iPod and head for train.
9:15am
Step into train & quickly scan for a seat. Sometimes, I feel that some people just push their way through. It is almost like a "If you dare to fight with me with that seat, you will get it from me!"
Well, whether I got a seat or not, I'll dig into my bag and grab my book out.
Usually when I reach a certain stop, I will put the book back into my bag and just take a break and enjoy the rest of my ride.
One thing I really love to do is to "People Watch". I love to see the people on the train. I love to see the way they sleep (NO! I am not laughing at them), I love to observe their body language when they talk, I love to see their smile, etc. Sometimes, I will catch someone dropping tears and I will often wonder "What happened?" and I will say a quick prayer. Sometimes, I will catch an old couple enjoying couple time on the train holding hands and enjoying an exchange of conversation. Heee... Then I will be guessing "Ok... This gal should be a student. Or this lady could be a manager. Or this person could be in sales." (The amazing thing about having shades heh? No one know if I am sleeping or watching.)
For the past two weeks, I realised that I have been on this particular train at almost the same time as this particular guy. The one thing that made me noticed him is that he is very well-dressed. Not only that, he always sleep. And the amazing thing is that he can always keep his head straight! And he will always automatically wake up before his stop. And he will normally sit opposite me (somehow or other) But what attracted me most about this person is his VERY SHARP POINTY shoes. My first thought was "Wow! I thought only gals will have pointy shoes... Guys too! Wow!" It was almost like a revelation to me.
That was the past two weeks ALMOST everyday. That means not everyday la...
However,tonight I was on the VERY crowded train on my way home. When the crowd start to clear, I thought I saw a familiar looking guy. First thing I looked for was his SHARP POINTY SHOES. For the first time, I saw him chatting and laughing with his girlfriend. For the first time, I saw him awake. Somehow we both looked up at the same time and when we saw each other, I could almost hear both of us exclaiming "Hey! Train-mate, how are you?". His girlfriend must have seen that and I think she asked him something. Then they both turned and smile at me.
Haaa.... At that moment, I felt "Wow! 3 total strangers not knowing one another yet paths just crossed almost everyday." I don't know but I began to feel that life has lots to give. There's more to life. Life is more than just a routine. There's SO much to learn, to do, to give thanks EVEN if it's a routine.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Control Freak
Arena(known to self and others) | Blind Spot(known only to others) able, accepting, adaptable, brave, caring, cheerful, clever, complex, confident, dependable, friendly, giving, independent, intelligent, knowledgeable, logical, loving, organised, reflective, responsive, searching, sensible, sentimental, shy, silly, spontaneous, sympathetic, tense, trustworthy, warm, witty |
Façade(known only to self) | Unknown(known to nobody) bold, calm, dignified, energetic, extroverted, happy, helpful, idealistic, ingenious, introverted, kind, mature, modest, nervous, observant, patient, powerful, proud, quiet, relaxed, religious, self-assertive, self-conscious, wise |
Percentages
able (44%) accepting (11%) adaptable (11%) brave (11%) caring (11%) cheerful (11%) clever (11%) complex (11%) confident (11%) dependable (44%) friendly (11%) giving (11%) independent (22%) intelligent (33%) knowledgeable (11%) logical (22%) loving (11%) organised (33%) reflective (44%) responsive (11%) searching (22%) sensible (11%) sentimental (22%) shy (11%) silly (11%) spontaneous (11%) sympathetic (22%) tense (11%) trustworthy (33%) warm (22%) witty (22%)
Hum... As of 15/03/06, these are what a few of my friends think of me. Hmmm... Guess what? It's sort of a little different from what I thought of myself! I have never thought I was witty nor intelligent. Ok.. Let's be rationale. Maybe a little. Well, the above is the Johari Window. It was introduced to me 2 years ago when I was taking my course. I remembered my lecturer "challenged" us (classmates) to do a Johari Window on ourselves and see after the course, how well do we know each other. But basically, this is for better self-awareness.
Doing this made me recall my conversation I had with my classmate not too long ago. I was supposed to meet her at Little India for dinner. She gave me a road name and asked me if I know where is it located. I told her no but I will find out. She said that it's all right, she will "pick" me up at the train station. In less than 5 mins, I told her I know exactly how to get there from my working place. Don't have to pick me up at the train station. Her next question to me was "Are you a Control-Freak?" This friend has always "scolded" me for being "fiercely independent". Haha!!
That statement was a HUGE statement! I gotta admit to her that I have a little of that in me. In a way, I like to know that I have things within my reach. I mean... Honestly, I really don't know whether am I REALLY REALLY a Control-Freak but given me a choice, I'd rather find things out for myself and get there myself. And also, I have problems delegating a job out fully. I get panic when I don't do the job myself. But yet on the flip side, I must also say that delegating is an ART... It's really about injecting trust and trusting that person you place the job with. Am still learning.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Some Psycho Test
Friend sent me some personality test via a choice of pictures from Psicologi Psicoterapeuti (My guess is Psychology Psychotherapeutic)
My results as below. My eyebrows were raised indeed! I am NOT very carefree. Still am guided by some "rules and orders" in life. Am playful ONLY towards a few. Cheerful mah... Maybe sometimes la... :) I am curious but not VERY curious. I love changes but not to the extend. Believe that changes brings about character moulding. Sometimes, I do feel "trapped" being tied down so I try not to sign contract with any organization.
Since we are at it, can you guys out there who's reading this and who KNOWS me fill in 5-6 blanks on what you think of me here at the Johari Window.
Cheerios!
My results as below. My eyebrows were raised indeed! I am NOT very carefree. Still am guided by some "rules and orders" in life. Am playful ONLY towards a few. Cheerful mah... Maybe sometimes la... :) I am curious but not VERY curious. I love changes but not to the extend. Believe that changes brings about character moulding. Sometimes, I do feel "trapped" being tied down so I try not to sign contract with any organization.
Since we are at it, can you guys out there who's reading this and who KNOWS me fill in 5-6 blanks on what you think of me here at the Johari Window.
Cheerios!
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Being Still
After a whole week of work, Sunday is the day I look forward zee MOST! It gives me the opportunity to wind down the week and do some reflection. At the same time it gives me a good chance to relax before the start of the next week.
On a rare Sunday like today, I decided to take a "loner break" and go home. Well, on the flip side, I wasn't feeling too good. Well, I could have taken a panadol and stayed on further but I decided that all of a sudden, I really want to be alone (So much so for being a Melocholic) Before I went home, I took a stroll around the area where I stayed. I started to hum to the song that was sung during P&W this morning - Come Holy Spirit by Caroline Tjen
Come Holy Spirit, fall on me now
I need your anoining come in your power
I love you Holy Spirit
You're captivating my soul
And everyday I grow to love you more
I'm reaching for your heart
You hold my life in your hand
Drawing me closer to you
I feel your power renew
Nothing compares to this place
Where I can see you face to face
I worship you in spirit and in truth
As I sing, I started to think - What is so captivating about God?
Then I realized that EVERYTHING about God is captivating.
I can't fathom His thoughts. I can't imagine how could anyone die for me.
I can't imagine the abundance grace He has shown.
I can't imagine my life without Him.
God perfects me in every way. When I am helpless, He is my help. When I am weak, He is my strength. When I am lost, He is my north star. When I am sad, He puts a smile on my face. When I am angry, He is my peace. When I am lonely, He keeps me company. What I am not, He is everything.
That's what's so captivating about God.
Be blessed!
On a rare Sunday like today, I decided to take a "loner break" and go home. Well, on the flip side, I wasn't feeling too good. Well, I could have taken a panadol and stayed on further but I decided that all of a sudden, I really want to be alone (So much so for being a Melocholic) Before I went home, I took a stroll around the area where I stayed. I started to hum to the song that was sung during P&W this morning - Come Holy Spirit by Caroline Tjen
Come Holy Spirit, fall on me now
I need your anoining come in your power
I love you Holy Spirit
You're captivating my soul
And everyday I grow to love you more
I'm reaching for your heart
You hold my life in your hand
Drawing me closer to you
I feel your power renew
Nothing compares to this place
Where I can see you face to face
I worship you in spirit and in truth
As I sing, I started to think - What is so captivating about God?
Then I realized that EVERYTHING about God is captivating.
I can't fathom His thoughts. I can't imagine how could anyone die for me.
I can't imagine the abundance grace He has shown.
I can't imagine my life without Him.
God perfects me in every way. When I am helpless, He is my help. When I am weak, He is my strength. When I am lost, He is my north star. When I am sad, He puts a smile on my face. When I am angry, He is my peace. When I am lonely, He keeps me company. What I am not, He is everything.
That's what's so captivating about God.
Be blessed!
Friday, March 10, 2006
Fostering
It all started from the 3-days seminar on Child Protection.
Like mentioned, it was an intensive training on how to identify a child abuse and learn a little on laws protecting the society and in the 3 days, something that caught my heart was this thing called Foster Parents.
I was asked a couple of years back this question "Would you adopt a child and love him/her as your own?"
It was a rather intriguing and thought-provoking question. I gave it a thought and thought too what if I had my own children. Would I still love the adopted one as much as I love my own?
After much thought, my answer was "Yes I could IF only the adopted one is adopted from birth."
Then again, I completely understood that I really wouldn't know till it's happening to me. For all I know, I really may be unfair to the adopted child as compared to my own.
Then during the 3-day training, a special speaker came to speak on Fostering. Then for that fleeting moment, I asked myself - What a BIG heart foster parents must have to accept the responsibility to care for a hurt child.
Fostering is alternative care arrangements for children who has been abandoned, ill-treated or neglected. And their duties are to provide the main needs of a child - Love, shelter, security and freedom to play with others.
Then I thought - Gosh..Must be REAL hard. I mean "Hey man! After a child who has not been treated well, that child must be in confusion. There'll be HUGE adaptation, there'll be extra love to give, etc" A GREAT BIG heart is what foster parents will need to have.
I went back home and remembered that years ago, mummy bought 3 books by Dave Pelzer - A Child called 'IT', The Lost Boy & A man named Dave. I took it out and I completed the 3 books in 3 days. Honestly, I just can't put down the book! I'll be reading while on train, before sleeping and yes... I have been losing sleep cause I can't keep my eyes off the books!
My colleagues and myself agree totally that reading the book speaks much more volume than the 3 days of training.
The books spoke volumes of the abuse that Dave Pelzer went through, the emotions that he felt, the struggles that he has to learn to overcome. As I read about the abuse, I could nearly feel my blood boiling. I kept asking "HOW COULD a mother do that?", I kept wondering HOW could anything like these be happening? I was very angry honestly and I was very frustrated that things such as these are still happening even though it's not made known to me.
Yet again, one thing that caught my attention in the 3 books are Foster Parents.
In the 2nd sequel of the book, it emphasized lots on how the author struggle as a Foster Child. How he often got into trouble and how much labelling there was as a Foster Child.
At the end, I like what he said "As for my foster parents, they made me the person I am today. They took in a heap of hideious mass and transformed a terrified child into a functional, responsible human being."
I was thinking that if it hadn't been for the intervention that has been injected in at all the right timings, if it hadn't been for the love and care by foster parents, I wonder, what will happen to Dave?
ChannelNewsAsia just had a short clip on Foster care in Singapore. They interviewed one of the oldest Foster parent and it showed selfless love, care and concern.
Kudos to them all!!! Angels that's God-sent!
Like mentioned, it was an intensive training on how to identify a child abuse and learn a little on laws protecting the society and in the 3 days, something that caught my heart was this thing called Foster Parents.
I was asked a couple of years back this question "Would you adopt a child and love him/her as your own?"
It was a rather intriguing and thought-provoking question. I gave it a thought and thought too what if I had my own children. Would I still love the adopted one as much as I love my own?
After much thought, my answer was "Yes I could IF only the adopted one is adopted from birth."
Then again, I completely understood that I really wouldn't know till it's happening to me. For all I know, I really may be unfair to the adopted child as compared to my own.
Then during the 3-day training, a special speaker came to speak on Fostering. Then for that fleeting moment, I asked myself - What a BIG heart foster parents must have to accept the responsibility to care for a hurt child.
Fostering is alternative care arrangements for children who has been abandoned, ill-treated or neglected. And their duties are to provide the main needs of a child - Love, shelter, security and freedom to play with others.
Then I thought - Gosh..Must be REAL hard. I mean "Hey man! After a child who has not been treated well, that child must be in confusion. There'll be HUGE adaptation, there'll be extra love to give, etc" A GREAT BIG heart is what foster parents will need to have.
I went back home and remembered that years ago, mummy bought 3 books by Dave Pelzer - A Child called 'IT', The Lost Boy & A man named Dave. I took it out and I completed the 3 books in 3 days. Honestly, I just can't put down the book! I'll be reading while on train, before sleeping and yes... I have been losing sleep cause I can't keep my eyes off the books!
My colleagues and myself agree totally that reading the book speaks much more volume than the 3 days of training.
The books spoke volumes of the abuse that Dave Pelzer went through, the emotions that he felt, the struggles that he has to learn to overcome. As I read about the abuse, I could nearly feel my blood boiling. I kept asking "HOW COULD a mother do that?", I kept wondering HOW could anything like these be happening? I was very angry honestly and I was very frustrated that things such as these are still happening even though it's not made known to me.
Yet again, one thing that caught my attention in the 3 books are Foster Parents.
In the 2nd sequel of the book, it emphasized lots on how the author struggle as a Foster Child. How he often got into trouble and how much labelling there was as a Foster Child.
At the end, I like what he said "As for my foster parents, they made me the person I am today. They took in a heap of hideious mass and transformed a terrified child into a functional, responsible human being."
I was thinking that if it hadn't been for the intervention that has been injected in at all the right timings, if it hadn't been for the love and care by foster parents, I wonder, what will happen to Dave?
ChannelNewsAsia just had a short clip on Foster care in Singapore. They interviewed one of the oldest Foster parent and it showed selfless love, care and concern.
Kudos to them all!!! Angels that's God-sent!
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Precious
Just completed a 3-days intensive training on Child Protection.
Gosh... It's indeed eye-opening and when asked what's your learning point? There's so much to learn that I don't know what! :)
Being only in the Social Work line for a month plus, everything is new to me!
What I like most is that I got to meet my ex-classmate!
The Social Work circle is so small that we are bound to meet each other at some seminars or talks or trainings...
I really enjoy the 3-days of chatting with her and just exchanging ideas.
Today, we are made to share with each other something that's so precious to us that pains us when are separated from it. We are to share how we went through it.
I thought and thought and thought..... AND thought...
And after my friend shared, I still don't know what to share.
I have in many instances been through "separation" or loss yet when I think REAL deep and ask myself, I realised that when I "lost" something in my life, my reaction is "No reaction" but I know I am hurt.
Then my friend went "GGGGrrrr!!! FIERCELY INDEPENDENT!! Let loose!" *smile*
Today, we both sang yet the same favourite song.
"Ooooo-oo, Aaaa-ah
When will I see you again
When will we share precious moments"
Truth sets in that in reality, we are so busy that it's so hard to meet outside work!
We each have own commitments, ministries, work, family, friends, etc.
Those 3 days have been so precious to me.
Gosh... It's indeed eye-opening and when asked what's your learning point? There's so much to learn that I don't know what! :)
Being only in the Social Work line for a month plus, everything is new to me!
What I like most is that I got to meet my ex-classmate!
The Social Work circle is so small that we are bound to meet each other at some seminars or talks or trainings...
I really enjoy the 3-days of chatting with her and just exchanging ideas.
Today, we are made to share with each other something that's so precious to us that pains us when are separated from it. We are to share how we went through it.
I thought and thought and thought..... AND thought...
And after my friend shared, I still don't know what to share.
I have in many instances been through "separation" or loss yet when I think REAL deep and ask myself, I realised that when I "lost" something in my life, my reaction is "No reaction" but I know I am hurt.
Then my friend went "GGGGrrrr!!! FIERCELY INDEPENDENT!! Let loose!" *smile*
Today, we both sang yet the same favourite song.
"Ooooo-oo, Aaaa-ah
When will I see you again
When will we share precious moments"
Truth sets in that in reality, we are so busy that it's so hard to meet outside work!
We each have own commitments, ministries, work, family, friends, etc.
Those 3 days have been so precious to me.
Saturday, March 04, 2006
My best friend
This will be a blog specially dedicated to my best friend. I was on the train on the way to work this morning and I saw a sight that brought my thoughts to my best friend.
Often times, I ask myself - What makes my best friend my best friend?
The scene that caught my eyes this morning made my thoughts wander a few years back, say 5yrs. I remember back then, there was a crisis in my life. A crisis that I know I could only share with her.
It warms my heart each time I recollect my secondary school days. When many turn their backs on me, she is always there for me. During recess time, we will always hold hands, run down the stairs to the tuckshop. She will get one plate of rice with curry veg and 2 drumstick and I will get 2 bottles of soya bean milk. On days when my pocket money is higher, it will me buying the rice. We see each other through our poor & rich days.
We are a 欢喜冤家 pair of friends in school.
When we had a quarrel at the starting of the day, we will make up during recess time.
When our quarrel is during recess time, we will make up during lunch time.
When our quarrel is during lunch time, we will make up during after school time.
There will be times even when our quarrels are so bad until our friends have to come in and intervene. Sometimes, even our teachers worry for us!
But amazingly, we always have the favour of our teachers even though our quarrels do cause a stir in the class....! :)
It wasn't until the last quarter of Sec3 that our friendship deepens cause she met with a crisis.
That crisis brought us closer and that's the end of all our daily quarrels.
Yet another crisis stuck us when we ended our Sec4. It was so bad that we didn't talk to each other. I wanted very much to know what her life was like yet our pride stopped us from all communication. We didn't talk when we took our O Level results and we did not even discuss where we going next. JC or polytechnic. Suddenly in August, she called me and told me that in 2weeks time, she will be leaving for DownUnder. Back then, I was very restrained by my parents and my curfew is not later than 8pm. I was so absolutely devastated when I couldn't see her off at the airport. I knew then the importance she held in my life.
Thereafter, I will write to her weekly. My letters were constant even though there was no reply from her. (She hate writing and emails NOT very common then) I find that SO amazing now. Even as I am typing this now, I wonder will I still do that. What kept our friendship going despite no reply from her is her "once-in-a-blue-moon" calls. That perked my days/weeks/months. In just that half an hour talk, we will literally BLAH everything that's happening in our lives. Not forgetting also when she's back for holidays, she will never fail to contact me.
When she was back for good, those were the days that we were almost inseparable.
We meet weekly and we felt that our week will be incomplete if we didn't meet.
Of course, my weeks still completed EVEN THOUGH we didn't meet.
By and by, I learn to let go and learn that no matter how close we are, we still have our lives to lead. She got attached and we just couldn't find the time to meet every week.
Initially, I thought my bearing was a little lost. I got a tad angry and a tad depressed. My life suddenly took a U-turn.
Yup... That's when I met with yet another crisis in my life and I saw how her friendship held me up by being there for me. After which, it was my turn to go DownUnder.
By then, I must say that our friendship is very much stable. No more letter writing. Not even emails. We made calls to one another cause it's so much cheaper!
There are times when she comes DownUnder though NOT to purposely visit me.
I remember, there was a time when I was SO stressed up with my project and I was in my lab doing my experiment. All of a sudden, I had an overseas call! The minute she ask me "San, how are you?", I bursted out in tears. When I rededicated my life to God and my lifestyle took a change when I returned back to Singapore, our friendship also went through another transition. A transition of both having different faith.
You know, when I watch movies/TV serials, mothers will often cry when they see their daughters marry. For me, when my best friend got married, I cried. :)
Now she being a mother of two, we sometimes still have our differences. We still have friendly debates. Her concern question will always be "When will you give your Godson a playmate?" Her husband will ALWAYS ask me "When will you ever get married?" The both of them will also once in a while challenge me in my faith.
But despite our differences, despite our different faith now, despite our different status, despite everything, I know in my heart, that this is one friend who came into my life and left an imprint in my heart. I was asked once - Name one person who changed your life. I will always name her. Cause way back 10 over years ago, she believed in me when no one else did and she still does. (Not that no one else does now though...)
I guess... I can say that it's those crisis in our lives that brought the both of us very much closer. In Social Work, Crisis is 危机. Breaking it up, 危 is danger. 机 is opportunity. When I look back, when there is a HUGE danger of our friendship breaking up, there is also an opportunity of our friendship blossoming. A matter of perspective heh!?
I love you gal.
Often times, I ask myself - What makes my best friend my best friend?
The scene that caught my eyes this morning made my thoughts wander a few years back, say 5yrs. I remember back then, there was a crisis in my life. A crisis that I know I could only share with her.
It warms my heart each time I recollect my secondary school days. When many turn their backs on me, she is always there for me. During recess time, we will always hold hands, run down the stairs to the tuckshop. She will get one plate of rice with curry veg and 2 drumstick and I will get 2 bottles of soya bean milk. On days when my pocket money is higher, it will me buying the rice. We see each other through our poor & rich days.
We are a 欢喜冤家 pair of friends in school.
When we had a quarrel at the starting of the day, we will make up during recess time.
When our quarrel is during recess time, we will make up during lunch time.
When our quarrel is during lunch time, we will make up during after school time.
There will be times even when our quarrels are so bad until our friends have to come in and intervene. Sometimes, even our teachers worry for us!
But amazingly, we always have the favour of our teachers even though our quarrels do cause a stir in the class....! :)
It wasn't until the last quarter of Sec3 that our friendship deepens cause she met with a crisis.
That crisis brought us closer and that's the end of all our daily quarrels.
Yet another crisis stuck us when we ended our Sec4. It was so bad that we didn't talk to each other. I wanted very much to know what her life was like yet our pride stopped us from all communication. We didn't talk when we took our O Level results and we did not even discuss where we going next. JC or polytechnic. Suddenly in August, she called me and told me that in 2weeks time, she will be leaving for DownUnder. Back then, I was very restrained by my parents and my curfew is not later than 8pm. I was so absolutely devastated when I couldn't see her off at the airport. I knew then the importance she held in my life.
Thereafter, I will write to her weekly. My letters were constant even though there was no reply from her. (She hate writing and emails NOT very common then) I find that SO amazing now. Even as I am typing this now, I wonder will I still do that. What kept our friendship going despite no reply from her is her "once-in-a-blue-moon" calls. That perked my days/weeks/months. In just that half an hour talk, we will literally BLAH everything that's happening in our lives. Not forgetting also when she's back for holidays, she will never fail to contact me.
When she was back for good, those were the days that we were almost inseparable.
We meet weekly and we felt that our week will be incomplete if we didn't meet.
Of course, my weeks still completed EVEN THOUGH we didn't meet.
By and by, I learn to let go and learn that no matter how close we are, we still have our lives to lead. She got attached and we just couldn't find the time to meet every week.
Initially, I thought my bearing was a little lost. I got a tad angry and a tad depressed. My life suddenly took a U-turn.
Yup... That's when I met with yet another crisis in my life and I saw how her friendship held me up by being there for me. After which, it was my turn to go DownUnder.
By then, I must say that our friendship is very much stable. No more letter writing. Not even emails. We made calls to one another cause it's so much cheaper!
There are times when she comes DownUnder though NOT to purposely visit me.
I remember, there was a time when I was SO stressed up with my project and I was in my lab doing my experiment. All of a sudden, I had an overseas call! The minute she ask me "San, how are you?", I bursted out in tears. When I rededicated my life to God and my lifestyle took a change when I returned back to Singapore, our friendship also went through another transition. A transition of both having different faith.
You know, when I watch movies/TV serials, mothers will often cry when they see their daughters marry. For me, when my best friend got married, I cried. :)
Now she being a mother of two, we sometimes still have our differences. We still have friendly debates. Her concern question will always be "When will you give your Godson a playmate?" Her husband will ALWAYS ask me "When will you ever get married?" The both of them will also once in a while challenge me in my faith.
But despite our differences, despite our different faith now, despite our different status, despite everything, I know in my heart, that this is one friend who came into my life and left an imprint in my heart. I was asked once - Name one person who changed your life. I will always name her. Cause way back 10 over years ago, she believed in me when no one else did and she still does. (Not that no one else does now though...)
I guess... I can say that it's those crisis in our lives that brought the both of us very much closer. In Social Work, Crisis is 危机. Breaking it up, 危 is danger. 机 is opportunity. When I look back, when there is a HUGE danger of our friendship breaking up, there is also an opportunity of our friendship blossoming. A matter of perspective heh!?
I love you gal.
Friday, March 03, 2006
Balancing
"How I wish there are more than 7days to a week!"
I am sure this is one statement we have made at least once in our lifetime.
Human being humans, we have our limitations. I, too, have my own limitations.
Work alone takes up about 12hrs per day. Take away 6hrs for sleep and I am left with 6hrs. Sometimes, it's like "Woah...! God, how to strike a balance? I am so tired!"
There are times that I feel so physically tired after work yet there is such joy at the thought of going home or going to church.
On the other hand, I must admit that I literally have to drag my feet to anywhere.
Being physically tired is just being human.
In John 4:6, it said that "Jacob's well was there, and Jesus, tired as he was from the journey, sat down by the well..."
All of a sudden, I am warmed to know that Jesus was tired too.
My saviour was tired and He sat down to have a rest.
Can't help but remember that hey... Jesus came down, be a man - Made of Flesh.
He knows me not only as God but one who comes down, gets tired, gets tempted, gets busy and gets his feet tired.
After a night of sleep, I felt that the art of balancing should be two-folds. Thus I modified the overall pic a little.
The pic on the top is very much based on the time that we have on hand.
Gotta admit that work-life plays a VERY important role in our life cause we work 10-12hrs a day. Most of the time in a day is already allocated to work.
BUT, the beautiful part about this balancing act is in being Christ-like in ALL aspects of our life keeping God the ultimate priority.
Be it at work, with friends, with colleagues, I am challenged to think of one question - What Would Jesus Do if He is in my position?
How is my integrity at work, with family, with friends and/or colleagues?
How is my thought-life?
How is my life?
The art of balancing, I believe, should be to place God above all else and the rest will flow in right.
I am sure this is one statement we have made at least once in our lifetime.
Human being humans, we have our limitations. I, too, have my own limitations.
Work alone takes up about 12hrs per day. Take away 6hrs for sleep and I am left with 6hrs. Sometimes, it's like "Woah...! God, how to strike a balance? I am so tired!"
There are times that I feel so physically tired after work yet there is such joy at the thought of going home or going to church.
On the other hand, I must admit that I literally have to drag my feet to anywhere.
Being physically tired is just being human.
In John 4:6, it said that "Jacob's well was there, and Jesus, tired as he was from the journey, sat down by the well..."
All of a sudden, I am warmed to know that Jesus was tired too.
My saviour was tired and He sat down to have a rest.
Can't help but remember that hey... Jesus came down, be a man - Made of Flesh.
He knows me not only as God but one who comes down, gets tired, gets tempted, gets busy and gets his feet tired.
After a night of sleep, I felt that the art of balancing should be two-folds. Thus I modified the overall pic a little.
The pic on the top is very much based on the time that we have on hand.
Gotta admit that work-life plays a VERY important role in our life cause we work 10-12hrs a day. Most of the time in a day is already allocated to work.
BUT, the beautiful part about this balancing act is in being Christ-like in ALL aspects of our life keeping God the ultimate priority.
Be it at work, with friends, with colleagues, I am challenged to think of one question - What Would Jesus Do if He is in my position?
How is my integrity at work, with family, with friends and/or colleagues?
How is my thought-life?
How is my life?
The art of balancing, I believe, should be to place God above all else and the rest will flow in right.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Part II of knock knock
Today was part II of the door to door knocking session.
And when my boss told us that there is another outreach program, we were TOTALLY against it. =)
I can't help but feel that it's flashing all over the newspapers that so many changes that will be taking place in Singapore. One thing that caught my eye while I was having breakfast with my mum is the Budget 06 column. Another article that caught my eye was a runaway boy that reunited with his mum and there was a picture of a boy hugging his mum. Then, there were articles on wages increase, etc. Can't help but feel that Social Work is on the HEAT lately!
Anyway, one statement that I would REALLY like to share today while reading.
"The Holy Spirit releases his power the moment you take a step of faith."
This is the answer to my question "God, where are you when I need you?"
I just need faith to believe *smile*
And when my boss told us that there is another outreach program, we were TOTALLY against it. =)
I can't help but feel that it's flashing all over the newspapers that so many changes that will be taking place in Singapore. One thing that caught my eye while I was having breakfast with my mum is the Budget 06 column. Another article that caught my eye was a runaway boy that reunited with his mum and there was a picture of a boy hugging his mum. Then, there were articles on wages increase, etc. Can't help but feel that Social Work is on the HEAT lately!
Anyway, one statement that I would REALLY like to share today while reading.
"The Holy Spirit releases his power the moment you take a step of faith."
This is the answer to my question "God, where are you when I need you?"
I just need faith to believe *smile*
Come Home Running
I thought I dreamt this in my sleep last night... :) Cheers!
Oh heart of mine, why must you stray?
From one so fair you run away
And one more time you have to pay
The heaviness of needless shame
Oh heart of mine, come back home
You've been too long out on your own
And He's been there all along
Watching for you down the road
So come home running
His arms are open wide
His name is Jesus
He understands
He is the answer
You are looking for
So come home running
Just as you are
Oh child of God so dearly loved
And ransomed by the Savior's blood
And called by name, daughter and son
Wrapped in the robe of righteousness
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