Frazzled mind...
It's been a while since I journalled about my life. The past few entries had been figments of my aspirations to be a voice to certain issues close to my heart. And it has been a while since I really slowed down to reflect on my own thoughts. Largely due to the wearing and hectic life I've been leading recently I guess. Especially so for these past two days which have been exhaustingly eventful...but still not as so as my cognitive world...
Thursday, 16 Aug 07
Yesterday, I missed the office retreat so I'm kinda clueless what transpired. Good thing or bad thing I don't know. But anyway, while everyone was enjoying the day out of office and playing their captain's ball, I was stuck in an unfamiliar building doing the gruelling and ponderous GRE test for 4 hours! My mind frazzled...it was fried. As I did the first math test, I started to realise I had insufficient time and I started to tikam. It was then that I felt a deluge of anguish just come over me. I knew it was a goner! In that state of distress, I forced myself to sit through three more tests (one verbal and one more math), even though there was this intense inner voice telling me to run out of the examination room. After that four-hour torture I braced myself to face the uneluctable truth. And as expected, I didn't do well enough on my math (surprisingly my verbal did pretty good even though I tikamed for quite a few...haha...maybe if I did it seriously I would have gotten them wrong...). So that means that I have to endure the whole process again be getting another re-rest. Sighs...all this for the sake of grad school. Pay money, go back to mugging, plead with people to write referee letter for me...all to pursue a dream that would expend five more years of my youth on studying! Hmmm....worthwhile? I really don't know whether I would ever make it to the States next year but I keeping the faith and believing that God will lead the way---for better or worse to me but definitely the best in God's plan for me. No matter how tough and minute the chance may be, I think it's worth a fight, to try and overcome all odds and make it to grad school in US.
Friday, 17 August 07
After that tedious task, I went to chalet to meet the gals from work. Just a nice cool clique that was comfortable to be with. After bantering for a while, we went to bed like all sensible working adults do (can you believe that, we were at a chalet....go chalet supposed to stay up late and have fun rite...) cos' the next morn we had to conduct the retreat activties for everyone else. Most of us ended up with poor sleep. Some of us were wide awake in our beds not knowing that we were all going thru that same battle with sleeplessness...and the warm temperature in the room cos' the air-con was on fan mode! We woke up to a rainy morning, which was the prelude to the dismal weather that dampened our moods, and almost disrupted our BBQ plans in the evening. Anyway, we got through the day's events but me and the gals were super exhausted from the execution of the retreat programme. Conducting the games was especially tiring cos' we had to constantly ra-ra everyone, but thank God it was a spontaneous and lively group that we were working with. Fortunately, the rain didn't spoil the fun! There were so many hillarious moments and people were sporting enough to perform their forfeits and buffoon around with their weird antics. Put a group of people with the forensic mind together in a room and what do you think will brew?
The BBQ went on despite the rain. Kudos to the guys who braved the rain to start the fire. The beng kan team went forth to barbeque the food under my umbrellas which smell very strongly of BBQ food now. Some of us were microwaving the uncooked food to reduce the amount of barbequeing time at the pit. Everything went on fine in spite of the hiccups in the poor weather. Phew! We all managed to eat our fill and there were some leftovers.
But I guess to me, the most memorable and heartening thing was being able to bond and have some close chats with several people during the retreat. Some were just touch-and-go, but I felt the ingenuity and sincerity in those conversations. Not just the usual office PR that we all engage in at work five days a week. I mean, we don't have the luxury of time to share facets of our lives with each other at work. But it was just nice being able to do that out of office, at a chalet.
Though we sometimes complain about work, and sometimes I do admit that I wish I were doing more psych-related work elsewhere, it's hard to imagine life without ever having to step back into office and seeing these faces that have become so familiar to me and have formed such a huge part of my life. And now as some people are leaving, office life is going to change and it's going to become an unfamiliarity again that needs some time for us to warm up to....to the fact that we're not going to be hearing the "anybody there?" ringtone for some time...to the fact that there's going to be an empty room...no one herding us to go for lunch and keeping a lookout for us at that critical hour where people are jioing everyone else...to the fact that we have fewer people to bitch about our problems to...the familiar mugs and office stuff that are going to be packed in boxes and brought away...sighs....need I say more?
Well, even then, I'm glad for these changes. I'm joyful for these people cos' great things are in store for them. It's always with a sweet bitterness that you bid farewell, but you also know that somewhere, somehow, when you meet, that nostalgia will just gush in and you'll find tremendous thrill in speaking about the good ole days! These are facts of life that we deal with. And as we grow older, we encounter more and more of such happenings. Life as a teenager was much simpler...not jaded by the real world, freshly loaded with aspirations and zest for life cos' you think that you can accomplish everything you want, and your youth is your strongest currency. As you age, you learn to appreciate friendships cos' it gets harder and harder to even meet up at Starbuck's for a latte together on a Saturday afternoon, unlike in a classroom where you die die must meet up everyday for school.
Enough musing for now...getting poigant liao. My frazzled mind needs some restful sleep. Pray that God will send amazing things into our lives and bless these friendships that have been divinely formed. God has great plans for all of us. We just need to trust and obey for there's no other way. Amen!
Friday, August 17, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
SLEEP, THE FIRST TO GO!
Neil Humphreys’ article (“Ah, those short wonder years”) featured on 29 July 2007 struck a chord with me. In particular, the line “But you cannot buy back a childhood” summoned a sense of regret as I looked back on my ‘not-so-wonder’ years. I hate to admit it but I was an honorary member of the ‘Go-home society’, where student life was relegated simply to studying non-stop, and social life and fun were nil.
As the load they have to bear on their shoulders grows, our students struggle to prioritise between increasing demands, against the backdrop of an unchanging 24 hours per day. At a young age, they are being compelled to perfect this balancing act, which is not a bad thing I suppose. It does gear them for the future. However, sadly speaking, many of them are unable to achieve that healthy equilibrium, and some end up failing at a costly price.
A recent Teen Sleep Survey conducted locally this year showed that our teenagers were not getting sufficient sleep. Eighty per cent of students polled slept for less than eight hours on school days, and a whooping 66.5 per cent were up late doing homework or studying. Given the insidious effects of sleep deprivation on growth and intellectual functioning, this should sound an alarm. With numerous obligations to fulfil, it is not surprising that sleep is often the first sacred cow to be sacrificed in a mad rush for time.
Rising stress is a reality we cannot escape today. Hence, teaching and helping our students prioritise becomes imperative. Long term consequences such as poor mental health and life dissatisfaction are often neglected in the pursuit of short-term goals like a report card with straight ‘A’s. Parents and educators need to be aware that they sometimes can become transmitters of unhealthy or rigid expectations. Poor sleep compounded by high expectations imposed on oneself, can actually form a fertile ground for the development of depressive disorders. Perhaps that is why more people are having Depression and sleep problems nowadays. This is something for us to mull over.
Neil Humphreys’ article (“Ah, those short wonder years”) featured on 29 July 2007 struck a chord with me. In particular, the line “But you cannot buy back a childhood” summoned a sense of regret as I looked back on my ‘not-so-wonder’ years. I hate to admit it but I was an honorary member of the ‘Go-home society’, where student life was relegated simply to studying non-stop, and social life and fun were nil.
As the load they have to bear on their shoulders grows, our students struggle to prioritise between increasing demands, against the backdrop of an unchanging 24 hours per day. At a young age, they are being compelled to perfect this balancing act, which is not a bad thing I suppose. It does gear them for the future. However, sadly speaking, many of them are unable to achieve that healthy equilibrium, and some end up failing at a costly price.
A recent Teen Sleep Survey conducted locally this year showed that our teenagers were not getting sufficient sleep. Eighty per cent of students polled slept for less than eight hours on school days, and a whooping 66.5 per cent were up late doing homework or studying. Given the insidious effects of sleep deprivation on growth and intellectual functioning, this should sound an alarm. With numerous obligations to fulfil, it is not surprising that sleep is often the first sacred cow to be sacrificed in a mad rush for time.
Rising stress is a reality we cannot escape today. Hence, teaching and helping our students prioritise becomes imperative. Long term consequences such as poor mental health and life dissatisfaction are often neglected in the pursuit of short-term goals like a report card with straight ‘A’s. Parents and educators need to be aware that they sometimes can become transmitters of unhealthy or rigid expectations. Poor sleep compounded by high expectations imposed on oneself, can actually form a fertile ground for the development of depressive disorders. Perhaps that is why more people are having Depression and sleep problems nowadays. This is something for us to mull over.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
On a mission to CARE...
HI everyone, the concept of "care" has been on my mind quite a bit. Basically, I'm interested to know the following:
1. Why do people care? Why don't people care?
2. What would make them care?
3. How to make them care?
4. When do people care?
5. Do we care too much sometimes?
6. How does caring lead to benevolent actions?
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...
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Do leave me some thoughts if you do have any ideas...
HI everyone, the concept of "care" has been on my mind quite a bit. Basically, I'm interested to know the following:
1. Why do people care? Why don't people care?
2. What would make them care?
3. How to make them care?
4. When do people care?
5. Do we care too much sometimes?
6. How does caring lead to benevolent actions?
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..
...
....
Do leave me some thoughts if you do have any ideas...
Friday, July 20, 2007
Never outdated - The Holy Bible's lasting appeal!
As I read the bible more and attend more bible teachings, it just amazes me how this book which was probably written eons way way back can be so incredibly relevant and applicable even in our modern society today. Just two points I want to share that I've been enlightened towards as I read the old testament:
1. The MULTI-TASKING wonder woman of the old testament
Attended this bible conference over the past 2 nights organised by RBC Ministries (Singapore). Came to know of this through the mailer and I straightaway blocked out the 2 dates on my calendar and committed myself to attending this conference. The theme was "Making Choice Choices" and the speaker was one of ODB's very own writers, Prof Alice Matthews (an amazingly gifted woman of God who's 77 this year and still speaks with so much projection and fervour).
In one of her sermons on Judges 4 and 6 last night, she spoke of Deborah the prophetess. I just completed that book recently, so some of the stories were still fresh in my mind. But what was truly remarkable was that though little was mentioned about Deborah, this admirable woman of God, Matthews was able to extract such powerful lessons we can learn from that little amount of info. It just accentuates the richness of biblical text that subtly conveys many useful and life transforming messages that the layperson will fail to see. Well, guess that's debatable cos' the magic of the bible maybe comes in how God touches us at that point as we feast on His word and how he touches and reveals to us certain things. But anyway, she drew so much from that and I really gleaned a lot of wisdom.
Anyway, back to Deborah...In Judges 4:4, it says:
"Deborah, a prophetess, the wife of Lappidoth, was leading Israel at that time."
From this simple line, you can see that this woman was first someone gifted with the talent of prophesy which she accepted and used for the glory of God (MINISTRY). Second, she was the wife of Lappidoth; she had a family and in those days women had to fulfill many traditional duties as a wife and mother (WIFE). Thirdly, she was a Judge, someone who spoke God's word to the people and ensured that the people of Israel were accorded their rightful justice; she was a public servant and military leader (CAREER). The order speaks for itself--the order of priority these roles should take in our lives. Just in this one line, it shows how she weighed her priorities and how we can learn from women in the old testament. They were not all housewives, they were women who had to face the same difficulties and role conflicts as we do today. And Deborah, a woman of faith, displayed her strength and commitment to God in the way she accepted her gifts and used them but also relied on God's empowerment and truth. She was strong in character and personality. This was a woman that the millenial ladies of Christ can learn from!
2. Where are the MEMORIALS today?
As I did my Quiet Time this morning, a point was brought up to me among the notes in my study bible. The gist of it reflected how modern people can stand to gain from establishing memorials in our lives as God granted us victories and miracles. In the old testament, we read about the people of Israel laying rocks and building altars to extol the wonders of God and how He faithfully helped them overcome all odds and win the battles they had fought. And we go..."What does that God to do with us?" The fact that such instances have been repeated so many times as we read the old testament means that something is important there--something that is worth our reading and learning.
Many times we go through difficult patches of our life wondering where God is. What we fail to dwell on (since we end up spending our mental resources focusing on our current difficulties and stresses and just seeking some form of deliverance from God) is our past victories--how God restored us or delivered us in the past. Many of us can't remember those things but what we can learn is that when we recall those fulfilled promises we are encouraged and strengthened. We stand to gain from establishing memorials. Be it a journal or blog(;p) entry about our victories which we can fall back on in times of need, or perhaps a photograph of a successful event in our ministry. These can really remind us and encourage us in our times of need. But most importantly, they always help us remember that God is the source of our strength. Without God's power we could never make it through on our own. In this way, we honour Him as we "build these memorials" and strengthen ourselves as we recall past glories.
So who says that the bible is outmoded and irrelevant? In my opinion, it's the best self improvement and management book that is applicable across all contexts and life situations. Everyone can stand to gain from its wisdom. Everyday as we read His word it teaches us to be better managers of our lives and helps us to grow and become more and more like Him. Amen to that!
As I read the bible more and attend more bible teachings, it just amazes me how this book which was probably written eons way way back can be so incredibly relevant and applicable even in our modern society today. Just two points I want to share that I've been enlightened towards as I read the old testament:
1. The MULTI-TASKING wonder woman of the old testament
Attended this bible conference over the past 2 nights organised by RBC Ministries (Singapore). Came to know of this through the mailer and I straightaway blocked out the 2 dates on my calendar and committed myself to attending this conference. The theme was "Making Choice Choices" and the speaker was one of ODB's very own writers, Prof Alice Matthews (an amazingly gifted woman of God who's 77 this year and still speaks with so much projection and fervour).
In one of her sermons on Judges 4 and 6 last night, she spoke of Deborah the prophetess. I just completed that book recently, so some of the stories were still fresh in my mind. But what was truly remarkable was that though little was mentioned about Deborah, this admirable woman of God, Matthews was able to extract such powerful lessons we can learn from that little amount of info. It just accentuates the richness of biblical text that subtly conveys many useful and life transforming messages that the layperson will fail to see. Well, guess that's debatable cos' the magic of the bible maybe comes in how God touches us at that point as we feast on His word and how he touches and reveals to us certain things. But anyway, she drew so much from that and I really gleaned a lot of wisdom.
Anyway, back to Deborah...In Judges 4:4, it says:
"Deborah, a prophetess, the wife of Lappidoth, was leading Israel at that time."
From this simple line, you can see that this woman was first someone gifted with the talent of prophesy which she accepted and used for the glory of God (MINISTRY). Second, she was the wife of Lappidoth; she had a family and in those days women had to fulfill many traditional duties as a wife and mother (WIFE). Thirdly, she was a Judge, someone who spoke God's word to the people and ensured that the people of Israel were accorded their rightful justice; she was a public servant and military leader (CAREER). The order speaks for itself--the order of priority these roles should take in our lives. Just in this one line, it shows how she weighed her priorities and how we can learn from women in the old testament. They were not all housewives, they were women who had to face the same difficulties and role conflicts as we do today. And Deborah, a woman of faith, displayed her strength and commitment to God in the way she accepted her gifts and used them but also relied on God's empowerment and truth. She was strong in character and personality. This was a woman that the millenial ladies of Christ can learn from!
2. Where are the MEMORIALS today?
As I did my Quiet Time this morning, a point was brought up to me among the notes in my study bible. The gist of it reflected how modern people can stand to gain from establishing memorials in our lives as God granted us victories and miracles. In the old testament, we read about the people of Israel laying rocks and building altars to extol the wonders of God and how He faithfully helped them overcome all odds and win the battles they had fought. And we go..."What does that God to do with us?" The fact that such instances have been repeated so many times as we read the old testament means that something is important there--something that is worth our reading and learning.
Many times we go through difficult patches of our life wondering where God is. What we fail to dwell on (since we end up spending our mental resources focusing on our current difficulties and stresses and just seeking some form of deliverance from God) is our past victories--how God restored us or delivered us in the past. Many of us can't remember those things but what we can learn is that when we recall those fulfilled promises we are encouraged and strengthened. We stand to gain from establishing memorials. Be it a journal or blog(;p) entry about our victories which we can fall back on in times of need, or perhaps a photograph of a successful event in our ministry. These can really remind us and encourage us in our times of need. But most importantly, they always help us remember that God is the source of our strength. Without God's power we could never make it through on our own. In this way, we honour Him as we "build these memorials" and strengthen ourselves as we recall past glories.
So who says that the bible is outmoded and irrelevant? In my opinion, it's the best self improvement and management book that is applicable across all contexts and life situations. Everyone can stand to gain from its wisdom. Everyday as we read His word it teaches us to be better managers of our lives and helps us to grow and become more and more like Him. Amen to that!
Saturday, July 07, 2007
AWARENESS is not enough... We need to have CARE-NESS!
Just a line that popped in my puny brain when I was jogging today--10km can you believe that, I must be a bit siao.
Thought of the LIVE EARTH programme that was screening and sorry for saying this but I felt rather cynical. I think we all are aware of the need to save the environment and we all know what little bit we can do. But I think we just don't act cos' we just don't care--or at least many of us just lack that care. It is because we care for something then we feel motivated to do something about it. The challenge then would be to instill this care such that people will be spurred on to make a difference. How do we induce care???
Anyways...will mull over this. In the meantime, just to take a trip down memory lane--for those of us living in that era:
http://www.care-bears.com/CareBears/html/index.html
http://www.care-bears.com/CareBears/html/about/index.html (description of bears)
My fave's Funshine Bear!
Cheers!
Bonding with the car...
Call it an "unusal family project"--in my sister's terms--but it was through thick and thin that our whole family got involved in this fiasco with a tiny screw that my mum accidentally dropped into one of the hidden compartments below the car bonnet. What a terror that little cap that belonged to the car battery system (you know one of those yellow caps that you get so irritated with everytime cos' you gotta unscrew them one by one to fill the battery water and then screw them back one by one again)! Y'know maybe someone should rethink the design of this whole devise. But anyway, just to pre-empt anyone going to top up the battery water--please exercise the ultimate most level of care or you'll find yourself in a huge pickle...perhaps much worse than us. I must say we were pretty resourceful with the ideas and our dexterity was intact and tip top to handle this fiercesome task! For those of you who don't know nuts about cars...let's just say this go to the mechanic or kiosk to get your fluids and stuff checked--never attempt anything at home! For those of you who are more garang and willing to get your hands dirty, please place your battery caps in a safe place lest they fall into the deep and dark corners of the compartments below the bonnet.
But anyway, 'nuff said about the bloomin' car. It was truly a family bonding session, I guess. Bit like a modified version of a Twister game--y'know the one where everyone contorts their limbs and trunks. No, please don't go away with the idea that dropping a battery cap is the way to go. I'm just saying that...to look at this in a positive light would be to see this as our family bonding session. In Christian terms, we were really like the body of Christ. Each one of us played a critical role in getting that little fella to budge. My dad, the incident commander, led us through the ordeal of trying all sorts--the best method we conclude is masking tape on a measuring tape and loads of sweat and steady arms. My mum was the logistician, supplying us with all the odds and ends--our ammunition--to pull that fella out. She ran up and downstairs to get whatever we requested--must have lost a lot of weight! My sis, the one with the tiniest hands, secured us the entry. She made sure the wires were pulled to a corner so my dad could carefully remove the cap without obstruction. And I, the youngest, put my steady arms and hands to good use by holding onto the torchlight, giving my dad and sis a good shot of the enemy. Let there be light, AMEN! Those few moments we hauled the fella out were analogous to detonating a bomb man!
After a series of unsuccessful trials and errors, we eventually saw the victory...oh sweet ole victory! It surrendered, that stubborn little fella! The learning lessons besides the annoying thing about car battery caps?
1. God is great! He uses the weirdest scenarios to bring us together to do the most absurd things. Endurance, concentration and throwing in all sorts of plausible ideas, I must say our family is pretty good at fixing problems and teamwork!
2. There's always a purpose for everything. Someone just had to be the one who got us into that situation. In this case, my mum was the one who dropped the cap, but anyone could have done so. I could easily argue that I was responsible cos' I drive the car most often and I should be maintaining it on my own. We could all fight to take the blame, but the bottomline is to move on and see the bigger picture---yep, our family project.
3. Family is one of God's greatest gifts to us. Though we gripe about getting into this "shithole", it is through such incidents where you realise that no matter what, your family members are always so willing to get you out of the "shithole". I remember that since young I have been jinxed when it came to technical stuff and art. My sis would always help me with both, like the time when my cassette tape got stuck in the player (years back man) or I did something horrid to the OS of the PC. Sure, there were one or two utters of complaint but it was always with a willing heart that she got me out of trouble before I met with serious trouble from my parents. And oh yah, my mum who would lovingly help me with my art and home econs! So family is one of the most reliable things one can have in the world!
Truly God rules and He's got the most CREATivity...that's why He's the CREATor. An "unusual family project" no doubt about that.
Call it an "unusal family project"--in my sister's terms--but it was through thick and thin that our whole family got involved in this fiasco with a tiny screw that my mum accidentally dropped into one of the hidden compartments below the car bonnet. What a terror that little cap that belonged to the car battery system (you know one of those yellow caps that you get so irritated with everytime cos' you gotta unscrew them one by one to fill the battery water and then screw them back one by one again)! Y'know maybe someone should rethink the design of this whole devise. But anyway, just to pre-empt anyone going to top up the battery water--please exercise the ultimate most level of care or you'll find yourself in a huge pickle...perhaps much worse than us. I must say we were pretty resourceful with the ideas and our dexterity was intact and tip top to handle this fiercesome task! For those of you who don't know nuts about cars...let's just say this go to the mechanic or kiosk to get your fluids and stuff checked--never attempt anything at home! For those of you who are more garang and willing to get your hands dirty, please place your battery caps in a safe place lest they fall into the deep and dark corners of the compartments below the bonnet.
But anyway, 'nuff said about the bloomin' car. It was truly a family bonding session, I guess. Bit like a modified version of a Twister game--y'know the one where everyone contorts their limbs and trunks. No, please don't go away with the idea that dropping a battery cap is the way to go. I'm just saying that...to look at this in a positive light would be to see this as our family bonding session. In Christian terms, we were really like the body of Christ. Each one of us played a critical role in getting that little fella to budge. My dad, the incident commander, led us through the ordeal of trying all sorts--the best method we conclude is masking tape on a measuring tape and loads of sweat and steady arms. My mum was the logistician, supplying us with all the odds and ends--our ammunition--to pull that fella out. She ran up and downstairs to get whatever we requested--must have lost a lot of weight! My sis, the one with the tiniest hands, secured us the entry. She made sure the wires were pulled to a corner so my dad could carefully remove the cap without obstruction. And I, the youngest, put my steady arms and hands to good use by holding onto the torchlight, giving my dad and sis a good shot of the enemy. Let there be light, AMEN! Those few moments we hauled the fella out were analogous to detonating a bomb man!
After a series of unsuccessful trials and errors, we eventually saw the victory...oh sweet ole victory! It surrendered, that stubborn little fella! The learning lessons besides the annoying thing about car battery caps?
1. God is great! He uses the weirdest scenarios to bring us together to do the most absurd things. Endurance, concentration and throwing in all sorts of plausible ideas, I must say our family is pretty good at fixing problems and teamwork!
2. There's always a purpose for everything. Someone just had to be the one who got us into that situation. In this case, my mum was the one who dropped the cap, but anyone could have done so. I could easily argue that I was responsible cos' I drive the car most often and I should be maintaining it on my own. We could all fight to take the blame, but the bottomline is to move on and see the bigger picture---yep, our family project.
3. Family is one of God's greatest gifts to us. Though we gripe about getting into this "shithole", it is through such incidents where you realise that no matter what, your family members are always so willing to get you out of the "shithole". I remember that since young I have been jinxed when it came to technical stuff and art. My sis would always help me with both, like the time when my cassette tape got stuck in the player (years back man) or I did something horrid to the OS of the PC. Sure, there were one or two utters of complaint but it was always with a willing heart that she got me out of trouble before I met with serious trouble from my parents. And oh yah, my mum who would lovingly help me with my art and home econs! So family is one of the most reliable things one can have in the world!
Truly God rules and He's got the most CREATivity...that's why He's the CREATor. An "unusual family project" no doubt about that.
Friday, June 22, 2007
John 1:1-2 says "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning."
The word became flesh; God’s perfect revelation of Himself in the flesh.
Went to church tonight for RE-IGNITE (Youth Praise & Worship) and had an awesome time in God's presence and among His people. When I was worshippping in the service, just felt the word of God descend upon me...
Jesus is the word
If we want to imitate Christ
We need to be like the word of God
That means that we need to be acquainted with the word
If we love Jesus
We need to love the word because Jesus is the word
The word tells us how to be like Jesus
It is His instructions for us so if we love Him we need to read the word
If we want passion for God
We need to fall in love with the word
Don't just be listeners of the word but be active practitioners of the word
Read the word and fill your life with it
I really hope we can all see the bible as God's love letter and message to us on how we should live and conduct our lives. When we feel clueless, empty or unloved, pick up the bible and embrace His word. The answers are all in there, we don't have to feel anxious about not knowing what to expect in life. Praise God!
The word became flesh; God’s perfect revelation of Himself in the flesh.
Went to church tonight for RE-IGNITE (Youth Praise & Worship) and had an awesome time in God's presence and among His people. When I was worshippping in the service, just felt the word of God descend upon me...
Jesus is the word
If we want to imitate Christ
We need to be like the word of God
That means that we need to be acquainted with the word
If we love Jesus
We need to love the word because Jesus is the word
The word tells us how to be like Jesus
It is His instructions for us so if we love Him we need to read the word
If we want passion for God
We need to fall in love with the word
Don't just be listeners of the word but be active practitioners of the word
Read the word and fill your life with it
I really hope we can all see the bible as God's love letter and message to us on how we should live and conduct our lives. When we feel clueless, empty or unloved, pick up the bible and embrace His word. The answers are all in there, we don't have to feel anxious about not knowing what to expect in life. Praise God!
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