An entry

It's the week after term break and I've totally no motivation to carry on studying. =P

So here I am, blogging becuz I just don't feel like putting my mind to any academia. Hope I can get myself to some work.

Well, time really flies and we are into our last quarter of the year. Just feel really poetic at this moment.

Just tagged on someone's blog, " Silence is not the absence of answers but the sound of waiting..."

So profound right.

Well, here's another one.

Trust is not the absence of fear but the willingness to let go.
The second one not so nice. The first one better.

In this season of change, many things go through my mind. Especially that of trusting God and waiting on Him.

I keep thinking about my future. The truth is, my future cannot be found in a working environment where I slog my life away for money. I just can't.

Yet at the same time, I tell myself that if I don't work in the world, who's going to feed me?

Struggle. A continual and evergreen phase we go through at various stages of our life.

Amazingly, God has been showing His presence to me. And I really must go deeper into His presence. Can't take Him for granted.

5 more weeks of school, and exam here we go. =)

Daddy don't sleep.

Baby look up there’s our star in the middle of the sky
Shining where we are to comfort you and I
While I hold you in the dark I hope you see the light
And the passion of my heart in this simple lullaby

Daddy don’'t sleep daddy don’t slumber
I don’t wonder when it thunders
If I’m safe in daddy’s arms (repeat)

Daddy look up there’s our star I hear you say to me
Something deep inside says I never want to leave
So I need for you to know whenever I go
God is in control and you are in His arms

Jason Upton.

"You can't live till you know what you live for."

Where's Wally?

Remember the book 'Where's Wally?' where you search for Wally amidst a barage of details on two full colour pages? I could say the same for God in life.

Is it enough just to pass life each day? Is it enough just to do QT, and fulfill speaking to God daily and then move on?

It seems that for most of us God is just confined to the time frame of our QT.

He isn't in our thoughts.

Whatever happened to that lingering sense of His presence? Don't you feel like just so happy and awed when you wonder what God's done?

He isn't in our speech.

Is He that boring? Is GE, Maple and other games worth discussing over? Who's gonna level up? Which item did you get... Is homework really worth griping about?

He isn't in what we do.
The mouse clicks, the keyboard rumbles. The pen rolls on and on... Our eyes are glued to the screen. Our tables are filled with work. Games are more exciting. Homework is more pressing.


Ah, I know where God is. He's given that tiny little corner in our heart...

There.

Can you see it?

He's just like Wally. Easily unnoticed.

BOMG

I think it's true. We're not desperate enough. I feel not desperate enough.

It is as if the moment Monday came, I warped myself into another zone. The comfort zone. Looking back this week, I think I could have been more desperate for the things of God and for the burdens of His heart.

Must keep fanning the flame.

Remembered what was said regarding JoinT '06. That revival was like starting a BBQ fire. The point we're at right now is somewhat when you put the firestarters in and you don't actually see the flames or the amber charcoals.

You wait, and you fan. Then you just keep fanning and fanning till you see the fire come up.

I guess I'll start with a daily committment to pray. =)

GOd, please keep my eyes open to the pain of this generation, and more importantly, to see that which is in Your heart.

Sleepless in Singapore

It's one of those nights, where you feel tired, but not wanting to sleep, in an effort to make full use of your time.

The school holidays are almost over, and it sure has been one good long break. A well-deserved one!

Ok let's see, what random thoughts will I post at 1am in the morning.

The most joyous moment of my day today was this morning when I was with God. Today's worship was just that bit different. God was so close. I could feel His arms around me today.

Guess I needed Him quite a bit. It's not been an easy few weeks, nor has it been hard. It's just, I've struggled through with my life, wondering whether I loved Him enough, amongst many other questions I've asked myself.

His presence today was just, "whoo" - in the words of Jason Upton.

I wondered whether I was living life pure enough, carrying His burdens, and whether I was desparate enough. The questions haunt me constantly, as I try to find the answers that elude me.

Well, today I realised one thing, I really got to just stay close to God and love Him. Then He'll come down, down, down, to the next-to-me-place. =)

It was that simple.

How to Talk about Jesus to Your Friends

Here's some suggestions as to how to start a conversation about God.

It doesn't have to be a "turn-or-burn" sermon, but it could be a chance for you to show your friends how much God loves you and how much He means to you. Just be the light and salt. =)

#1 - put a plastic fish with your friend's name in your pencil case.

During lessons, purposely leave pens all over your table and make sure your 'fish' is can be clearly seen by all your classmates seated around.

"Hey, what's that with my name on it?"

Brilliant!! Now you start sharing with your friend.

#2 - bring and read a Christian book (e.g. Rachel's tears)

Read during recess or during breaks. Remember the interesting portions and you can share them with your friends.

Try buying books like biographies. They present real life stories that can be really good talking points.

#3 - read up on articles in the newspapers. E.g. recently the earthquake in Japan.

Talk about how fragile life is and how you can't hold onto your own life. Then maybe ya can talk about Jesus being your guarantee. =)

Can't think of more for now... =)

It's Funny Sometimes

Funny, how when you look back, you realised how God used the seed you've sown and made it grow.

I remember in Sec 2 there was a close friend of mine whom I was praying really hard for. He's been my close friend from Pri 5 till then. And it seemed that no matter how many times I asked, he would not want to come to church.

I suppose, it was in Sec 3 or 4, that we had a Religious Emphasis Week (REW). When the preacher gave an altar call for salvation, and asked the students to walk down the centre aisle, I saw him taking his steps of faith and committment to the Lord.

Now this brother of mine, is faithfully going to church and growing. =)

Wow. Can't imagine. Prayer does work.

Don't ever stop praying or sowing. You never know. It's funny how God uses us. =)

Sowing Seeds or being Mr Nice Guy?

Met up with my Sec Sch buddy.

It's funny, how little we remember about our past and our various conversations, experiences, and funny incidents.

Sure we remember the extremely lame ones, or the really jia lat moments. But ask me if I remember any of our conversations or anybody that really left an impact on my life, there would be none of my class friends, except this buddy of mine.

The point is this : We can all be nice friends, with funny lines interjected in conversations, and be people who are nice, polite and just plain good friends. "Don't shake the boat with your spirituality" , maintaining your status quo. Talking only about stuff they are comfortable with...

But, you know what, not many would remember much of what you said or do.

The only thing they recall of you is ,"Oh, he was a nice guy."

Most of the time you lose contact and you move on with new friends in new places.

And congratulations. You've lost a chance to impact a friend eternally.

Some times, being Mr. Nice Guy isn't really the best. If you don't sow the seed, it would last eternity. Only God and His word are eternal.

Argh. If I had the chance to turn back time, I'd definitely have shared with my Secondary School Class mates. All they remember of me probably, is that I slept in class most of the time.

Hmm, no time to lose. Must seize my chances.

A Burning Heart

Fulfilling the will of God at all cost.

At this point of my life, that has never been more important.

After coming back from Batam, I've felt as if God has rekindled many of my passions.

Evangelism, the passion to love the youth, the burning desire to fulfil all He has called me to.

And an aching and overwhelming desire to do His will. No matter what it is big or small.

I've wondered how the man/woman of God can sustain or go through so much in life and yet run to pursue God's call.

It's that deep sense. That call on your life that is irrevocable.

deep calls to deep.

I pray this will last, and translate to action.

My Family

Was just talkin to my NTU buddy, and sharing about family.

Hmm, looking back at my own, I'll realised that God's promise is coming to pass. God said in Acts that if one is saved, then the entire household is saved, and mine o mine, God is faithful to His word.

On my Dad's side, it's amazing how his brothers are got saved. My grandma has been a christian for more than 10 years, and she is a Spirit-filled, tongue-speaking Christian! hah.

Up to this point, my entire paternal side is saved except my Dad and my Auntie. That's 2 out of 5 siblings. My grandpa received Christ a few years before he went to meet Jesus.

My mum's side, my uncle is saved. So it's up to me to complete and fulfill God's will in my family.

Really believe it's up to me to pray and intercede till my maternal grandma and my dad and mum are saved. =)

Anywy, I've added a song by Matt Redman, and it has really touched my heart. Check it out!

Thank God!

I'm back!

Well, what better way to start again, then by thanking Him who has made it all possible.

Let's see, for this post, I think I'll name two, both related to school.

My results came out last Friday. This semester has been a great journey. All throughout, I've made it a point to honour God the best way I can with my time. And that meant that if I had to choose make a choice between God and grades, I'd choose Him.

I woke up that morning, feeling nothing spectacular. Just blur. And a little woozy. The 'just-woke-up' feeling. And I went to access my grades.

Let's see, I got 1 A, 2 B+ and 1 B. Not too bad. My first A ever! =) And yes, thank God for my result.

I kinda expect like all As and like A+ as well, haha. At the back of my head, I was like," God, see I honour You leh, give me super good grades cuz I've been trying to be a good child." So cheeky right?

Anyway, thank God la. He really honours those who honour Him. =)

The second thing I want to thank God for is my Special Sem Module. I took up AB228- Professional Attachment Module for us Acc/Biz students. It's a 5-lesson module which requires attendance for all sessions.

Guess what, I agreed to go Batam without even realising that it clashed with my lessons. I was in disarray when I realised it. And Ps Ben said he submitted my name liao, so I can't just go quitting on him...

Well, I sent out a mail, and after a long long wait, the school replied and I was withdrawn from the course, without having to fail it. =) Talk about a blemish on my results.

So thank God, because it goes to show that He cares, even for the small things and 'non-spiritual' aspects of my life. =)

Woohoo!

Choices

It's pouring outside now. It's beautiful to stare out the window, where the winds howl and rain crashes down, knowing that you are save in the comfort of your concrete establishment.

Haha.

I've decided not to work this holiday so that I can really spend more time with God and to take time to rest as well. =)
Hopefully I won't waste my time away watching tv.

Choices. Life is full of it. Simple ones like what I'm going to eat later with the guys at kovan to complicated ones.

When I typed the word complicated, I pictured this scenario:

Life isn't going to good, school's tough. Your friends seem far away at times, you don't know where you're headed spiritually, and things just don't feel that right anymore. Family isn't nice to you anymore, you fail half the tests you take.

You face many questions in life, you wonder whether running this race for God is worth it.

Well, the correct answer would always be "Aiyah, trust God la, He will help you through it."

Too many a times, those words feel like feathers upon our heavy heart. You wonder whether God's promises to you are true.

I've thought about it. And I look back at the times when I fell really really low. Was sulky and crappy most of the time ; thank God He picked me up out of the miry clay. It really was grace that pulled me up.

I seriously have no solution or method to help, but I can only pray that our eyes will be open to all that God has said in His word, and the many times He has pulled us up in the past.

Argh. If we only see what God sees.

Maskmen

It's so easy to hide behind masks.

Many times we remember the happy times of our lives, and try to forget the not so good times. It's all too easy. Pass each day and let life pass us by.

We tell others on our blogs, in conversations, on the phone that we're doing fine and life's great and all.

Ask any of your school friends, most of them will tell you life's dealing them quite a good hand.

Somehow, it feels like everyone's playing everyone in a mutual round of masquerade.

But it's true. Emptiness resonates clearly thru the hollow tube of life. No one admits it. Some hide it. Others fill it with activities, pursuits and pleasure. Yet all of these are like pumped-up balloons. Air begins to escape and the space is empty, again.

The truth is, only God can satisfy.

Whenever I'm not doing right with God, it seems life is very crappy, and really boring and meaningless. Haha.

But when I'm doing my quiet time and keeping up with God, that 'sense' of purpose fills me up.

God said He came to give us life and life in abundance. I sort of understand it now.

Comms Check

What happened to good old conversations over meals and the phone?

It seems these days, we can barely hold a serious and 'impartational' conversation among ourselves, not to mention our kids.

As I read the blogs of some others, I've realised that I've learnt so much more from them, than from speaking to the person himself. Hmm, speaks volumes of what transpires amongst us when we do go out.

Fun? Laughter? They are part of our fellowship. But there is and must be more than that.

Sad to say, I am a culprit of talking too much nonsense.

Well, can't tell our kids to call each other up and chat seriously when we can't even hold one amongst our peers.

Sometimes, I feel that as I get older, it gets harder to open up and show my flaws. Argh. No wonder they say adults are complicated.

Well, if this must start, it must start with me.

It wasn't too long ago.

Hmm, funny how much we change, over the course of a year.

Was reading a blog, and I realised how much that person has changed.

One year ago, I was teaching in Bedok Green. And now, I'm gonna start work again.

This time, I'll be facing computers instead. =)

The interview's at 954am tomorrow morning. Well, if God wills, I will take the job. =) Let's see whether the door's open.

I just waxed and polished and cleaned the car today. Took me a good 4 hours. I kept my word. Told my parents I would clean the car and my room after my exams. Still have another half to fulfill.

Time really flies.

Some things just aren't eternal. Better invest in the right things.

Mosquitoes

My favourite! Don't ask me why my posts have been about pests. It seems that studying has brought out the creatures of the night...

My tormentor eludes me. That six-legged flying pest with a proboscis that finds it's sweet spot on my succulent flesh is really getting on my nerves. Literally. Argh.

I've sprayed all over the place and I don't think it's dead.

Anyway, I'm really inspired to pray real hard again. So I went to grab my EM Bounds. He sure was an inspiration. If you wanna read up on prayer, go grab his book.

The greatest talent God gave man, is to pray. Because, when prayed with an earnest heart, it wroughts God's promises.

Prayer reaches God's ears, and stays there. No pray, prayed by His children go unheard.

Yeah. Let's keep praying!

Is God Real?

Hmm, stumbled upon this website that's really out to prove God wrong, and to challenged religion in totality.

Is God real? they asked. If He's real, then why do so many suffer? And why didn't He stop the massacre at Virginia Tech?

Hmm, so many questions, humanly, not many answers.

I feel the aching heart of God that cries for the very people He died for. It bleeds everytime they curse Him and reject Him.

I wonder what will happen when we all stand before God one day and God points to the athiest, with tears in His eyes, and says:

"You were wrong. I am real."

The nail-scarred hands. The broken body.

Denial doesn't equal non-existence. Neither does the lack of knowledge of God equal God does not exist.

If God doesn't answer prayers, it doesn't mean He didn't hear them.

If you can't feel Him, it doesn't mean He's not near.

If you suffer, it doesn't mean He doesn't care.

God. Help me understand Your ways.

House of flying cockroach

Buzz. I turned and I saw the cockroach. Fear was in the air.

My best defense was the can of insecticide. I reached for it immediately. Spam.

Torrents of chemicals came bursting forth from the nozzle.

And still it ran.

It refused to give in, battling against the poison that choked and consumed it. Struggling to find freedom, it escaped into the shadows underneath my bed.

Argh. Had to find it lest it crawls into my ears and lays eggs. ( A story I heard from my mum who heard from her friend that her son wa hearing rattling noises in his eyes, and they turned out to be cockroach nymphs.)

I shifted my bed aside and found it.

Victory was near. I saw it on its back, faced upwards. The toxic was killing it slowly, but surely.

the ordeal was over. I hate cockroaches. They look so big and scary when they fly. yucks.

The victor parades and flaunts his trophy. His prized 'catch'.

The Beginning of the End!

Exams, exams! Don't feel like exams.

Hmm, no worries, I've been studying, but I'm kinda relaxed about it. =)

So here's some pictures of my day! =)

We went to China Town market. Food there was ok la.

Then the guys came over my place, in the guise of studying. I DID study. While they whipped up food.

Touching God's heart

What cool lyrics! =P

Why oh why?

To quote a few sentences from people I hear,

"Life is so boring, everyday is the same, work, come home, then sleep,"

Is life really so meaningless? Hmm. I don't think so. At least not for me. I have found the secret formula for living a exciting life!! hahas. Ask me how!

No la. Don't know how to explain why, but things have never been better.

It seems age has brought me a certain amount of wisdom. hah.

Life is not boring because : i'm investing my time in eternal things.

And, I've been surrendering my studies to God, which makes living a whole lot simpler!

Wondered why I look so relax in school? becuz God's in control of my life! Just wished my friends would understand how much God does for us...

Why oh why does life seem boring/

Why oh why is life miserable?

If only we allowed God to shift our perspective...

People always say you let God help you, you let God work in you, you let God shift your thinking...

And most of us go, aiyah, heard that so many times from our leaders... doesn't work. Its crap.

Well, I beg to differ. Time to let your faith in God believe that He IS the only way.

Trust His Heart

If you feel life's not going your way,

pause.

And Listen.

God Speaks.

"Trust My heart."

Wednesday Nights

WEdnesday nights are wierd and tiring nights.

Always rushing to complete Accounting Tutorials, and studying for quiz.

Exams are round the corner, and it's giving me the chills.

Well, I've told God that I would honour Him with my life and my time, so I must. =)

Well, it's kinda hard, amidst the reality of stress and fierce competition from all sorts of muggers here at NBS.

But then again, I will not get caught in this rat race!!

Life-changing.

Wow. It's been awhile good old faithful blog.

I'm back and still blogging, for those of you people who read blogs when ya're free, for a peek into the lives of others.

Hah.

Well, two more weeks to exams. And I don't feel a tinge nervous. I'm too tired of school to feel the urgency. Coupled with a renewed passion to put God above all, it sure hasn't been a top priority to mug.

But mug I must, to maintain a decent grade. =)

A recent spate of events have changed my life, drastically.

First of all, there was that momentus Sunday leader's meeting, where God meet me on my knees. Lill shared that this journey wasn't going to be easy. We had to make a choice, to run or to give up. By His grace, I made my decision, and i told God i would run, with His hand and His strength. I would never forget the tears in my eyes and the repeated words, amidst the sobs of, ' I love You Lord, I will run this race."

Then secondly, there was worship encounter. I spend my week in preparation for it. You know, when you gotta such a gigantic task, you'd be fasting and praying... =P

So i did, and my oh my, did God show me things. I could hear His voice clearer. It's true!

Thirdly, there was evaluation after Worship Encounter. I was reminded that I must cherish my chances to serve Him in my calling. I would never forget those words :"Don't wait till you got no more chance to serve, then you regret not fulfilling what God has called you too."

Invest in my gifts, she said. don't waste your time, she challenged. And my heart was engulfed in angst. I needed to go to God. I needed to fulfil what He's called me too.

So I've made up my mind. To pursue Him at all cost.

Today was funny, I tried praying, but ended up being in the 'spirit'. Hah. I was stoning half the time... =P It's the afternoon heat.

Yet, I will press on. Because, He's called, He's enabled, what more must I do. Just obey

Student Cries @ 4As for A Levels

A mixture of emotions regarding a report I read in the Newpaper. It seems pretty absurd for a person to cry over a decent set of results obtained. Really wonder why one would be so disappointed.

What could be the reasons??

Well, firstly it definitely stems from expectations. Expectations of what their results should be.

Expectations stem from two sources : themselves and what other's would think,or have thought of them.

Well, expectation from others come from either parents or friends, or even society. The immediate environment you live in ie your school, or your country.

RJC. Don't see Ben Seck feeling stress over his results. We'll talk about him later on.

Hmm, wonder why people place such expectations no themselves. They place so much attention, invest so much energy and effort to obtain academic perfection. I wonder what drives them.

Secondly, it could be fear. Fear motivates people to really go beyond themselves. Perhaps, fear of being looked down, fear of losing out, fear of dsappointment, fear of not being noticed, not standing out.

don't really know.

Don't know whether to laugh or sympathise with them. It seems that they are really really blinded people.

Life without Jesus drives us to live in constant fear and in constant need to meet expectations of others.

With Jesus, we live in Godly fear and the need to meet His expectations. =) Not that it's easier, just that it makes you happier. If you let Him work. Well, that's enough for now. Time to continue mugging for my Financial Management.

The pursuit of Happyness

Today, some of me pals and I went to catch the movie.

It's funny how they mention that happiness will always remain as a pursuit.

Even as I think about the Christian journey, it's not always been happy and cheery all through summer. I've had my patchy moments.

The elusive, perfect life we all so eagerly long for. It always seems when we feel really down that we start wishing for better stuff. You feel me?

Wish you had not done this, wish you were this other person. Wish ya were in another church. Wish ya had different leaders. Wish your leaders were nicer. Etc, etc, this list goes on and on and on.

Before I continue, happiness is a state of freedom, to smile and to just feel comfortable. It also involves a feeling of satisfaction. It makes you feel good. May not be about yourself.

I ask myself, what do I really want? What makes me happy?

Well, food makes me happy. But only for a moment.

The only thing that really lasts, for me, is when I've lead a good worship session, or someone from the lifegroup comes up and says thanks to me. Now those moments REALLy make me happy.

The other thing that makes me really happy, is when I know I am right with God. That's a real sense of happiness. More of freedom.

Well, I guess I'm really happy when I do God's will. Really.

My friend said at starbucks that happiness is really up to the individual to define. Well, I'm not too sure about that. Some things make us happy for a day, others for a month. But nothing every really lasts. You see, we were all made with one purpose, to love God. Until we do it, we can never be really happy.

I guess God knew and still knows better. Honestly, having tasted it, I tend to side Him. =)

Run, and don't look back.

Well, read Samuel's testimony on POWER M&M's blog. And I felt kinda reminded of a few things I'd like to place on virtual memory.

Choices and paths, two things I would like to talk about in this entry. I still remember the times when I would stand at the altar and tell God I give my life to Him. Only to falter and fall so many times.

I still remember the tears streaming down my eyes, the deep angst and emotion. And that burning desire to lay all down for Him.

Today I sit here and I ask myself, have I truly given my life to Him? I look back at the times I have said yes to Him, but I realise now that I've not truly given it to Him. Sigh.

At this very moment, my faith and passion waiver and I think I've sort of lost it.

Time has allowed me to put on fronts pretty easily. It's kinda easy to come on Saturday and just put on a show.

Yet time has also solidified my relationship with Jesus and my thinking, perceptions, ideals about life's journey.

I really want to make it to the end. No matter the cost, and no matter how much time I take. Obstacles will always be obstacles, they will only be there for that specific point of the race. I just gotta keep running and jumping over them.

Desire is one thing, it must lead to action. And that's what I aim to achieve as I trudge on.

Lord, I must make it to the end, theres nothing else that's worth it.

Late Nights

Hmm, such an ungodly hour. Yet I'm still wide awake. The mood's pensive. Don't know why. But it's just another great moment to blog! Hah.

My curtains are down and in the laundry so that means I on public display. Anyway, the skies look rlly nice and calm. Peaceful. A complete opposite of what life is like in the day.

Regrets. That's the word on one of the boy's MSN display.

Any regrets in my life? Plenty. Self-induced, one too often. I wonder what it would be like if all my sins were counted against me. I'd be lost for words, actions, and reaction.

I don't know. How can I respond for the countless misdeeds? How can I stand righteous for the wrongdoings?

Forgiveness. We all need it. Constantly.

Sometimes I look in the sky and I wonder what life would be like if I didn't do certain things. Or make errors that on hindsight were so impetous and rash. Hmm. I can only imagine.

Well, enough retrospect. I guess, I still stand by His grace.

Hope. Of what is unseen and what has been promised.

I wonder what iit would be like when I graduate and start working. A short conversation on the MRT home reminded me of how vicious the corporate rat race is. Or so they say it is. Well I still run the Race?

God protect me and strengthen me. I don't want to stop running!

Taste of Heaven

Wonder what's it like to taste glory?

Wonder how it really feels to enter God's presence and just sit there and let Him reveal Himself to you?

Where the music stops, the people fade, and your eyes are closed. Emotions are intense. There's this burning desire inside to reach out for more. There's this presence that envelopes,encompasses, and engulfs.

You feel hungry, yet you are filled. You want more, but there's nothing more to ask for.

You want to lift your hands, you want to give more. You feel the need to give more.

You feel the need to sing. You want to sing your heart and lungs out to Jesus. You want to play on your instrument and express your feelings.

It's beyond words. You gotta experience it yourself.

Yearn. Desire. Expect.

One of those nights again.

I remember 'writing' a song in the days of my foolish youth. It went something like,

"It's one of those nights again,
When I think of your lovely face."

Can't remember the rest of the lyrics. Interpret it anyway you like. Hah.

Well, it really is one of those nights. Can't get to sleep, don't know what to do till the next day.

It's been a great day! Sermon was great, challenging. I really enjoyed myself today in service. I feel God is challenging me to really put my family first. Hmm, one of the hardest things to do.

It's never been easy witih family. The walls of silence, have made talking uncomfortable and unusual. Maybe it's time to break it.

Been sneezing too often these days. Wonder why.

Have typed enough to induce drowsiness. Time to turn in.

A long long time

Wow, it's been a while.

It seems late nights make a person more vulnerable to emotion and reflection. And thus this entry.

Well, sem2 of Uni life seems much much easier compared to sem1. Don't know why albeit the heavier schedule.

Well, tonight I am reminded of how fleeting one's experience is with the experiences of this world. Why do I say that? And in what respect?

Well, I always remember Lester and his super enthusiasm for his CJC. (No offense man, LOL) But it always reminds me of how easy it is to have fun, enjoy life and then forget about the rest.

I'm feeling it now. Not that enjoying yourself is bad, then I would be leaning to ascetism. Hah. But, sometimes, I feel as if I rather enjoy school study my best, and then forget about it.

How about my friends? How about their souls? It still bugs me.

Friendships lasts, but salvation is forever. Hmm.

I am reminded once again that I've been called out of this world as well. And yes, Lester's "I want to make my first million by 30." has struck a thought. Sorry man, but you're the man!

Easy for me to say, but when the time comes for me to pay for my loans, give money to my family, it makes me wonder whether I will fall unknowingly into the rat race.

"Pray, lest you fall into temptation." I don't know about tomorrow, but I know who holds my hand. Guess I just gotta stick close to Him.