Spelling Out Life... with Day 21 - 1

No one remembers the former generations,
and even those yet to come
will not be remembered
by those who follow them.

Ecclesiastes 1:11

a leader is to have a heart that puts God's name before his own. :) Remember remember...

Spelling Out Life... with Broken Puzzles

"Tikkun olam.”


Exactly. Basically, it says that the world has been broken into pieces. All this chaos, all this discord. And our job - everyone’s job - is to try to put the pieces back together. To make things whole again.”


And you believe that?”


I guess I do. I mean, I don’t know how the world broke. And I don’t know if there’s a God who can help us fix it. But the fact that the world is broken - I absolutely believe that. Just look around us. Every minute - every single second - there are a million things you could be thinking about. A million things you could be worrying about. Our world - don’t you feel we’re becoming more and more fragmented? I used to think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense. But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me. The more complicated it is. Harder. You’d think we’d be getting better at it. But there’s just more and more chaos. The pieces - they’re everywhere. And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself grasping, Nick. You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it’s right, but because it will mean that such a thing is still possible? I want to believe in that.”


Do you really think it’s getting worse? I mean, aren’t we better off than we were twenty years ago? Or a hundred?”


We’re better off. But I don’t know if the world’s better off. I don’t know if the two are the same thing.”


You’re right.”


Excuse me?”


I said, ‘You’re right.’”


But nobody ever says, ‘You’re right.’ Just like that.”


Really?”


Really.”


…Then it hits me.


Maybe we’re the pieces,”


What?”


Maybe that’s it. With what you were talking about before. The world being broken. Maybe it isn’t that we’re supposed to find the pieces and put them back together. Maybe we’re the pieces. Maybe, what we’re supposed to do is come together. That’s how we stop the breaking.”


"Tikkun olam."

— David Levithan (Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist)

As I read this quote from another writer's blog, i just knew deep inside each one of us is a puzzle piece specially made to complete one amazing picture, that one beautifully crafted artwork made by God Himself.. It may take up a whole generation or more even to form something visible for all to make sense of out of, it may even need millions of years just to justify all the never-ending questions of the infamous Wh- whys, where, hows etc, but of course, it all strips down to a single unit that makes all the other units running, which is you and I.


Sigh.


If there is that one moment in my life, or maybe uncountable moments, that I ever felt anything less worthy of God or myself (in which of course I always do in teeming times), I guess I just need to suck in my utter stupidity and utmost foolishness and just begin to believe in that slightest hope of me being on earth does make a difference in the eyes of God... and you know what, by solely believing in that alone, it does make my puzzle piece connects to others' pieces and somehow complete this fool's flustering thoughts. :)


AH.


I'm leaving to Kuala Lumpur tomorrow morning and I wonder if my presence in Miri for the past few days make a difference in somebody's life. One thing for sure, all the conversation I had these couple weeks made me learn a lot more about myself than before... There goes all the puzzle pieces huh. :)



It's pitter-patterly raining outside... I'm still yet awake. to see another new adventure evolves itself in the daylight to come and the days to arrive...



I just hope I'll make it to Melaka for Christmas this year. God, I'm poor. I don't have anyone to celebrate my 2010 Christmas with this year if I don't make it for Melaka. :) Rejoice. what a hard word to swallow in right now.


Rejoice and the whole world rejoice with you.


amen.


Lord, I don't want huge presents but I just want enough cash to carry me until next year. Sigh. Is there anyone wanna bank in some money for me? LOL. I WISH.

Spelling out Life... with Change

C.H.A.N.G.E

Changing

Here

And

Now:

Great

Evangelism

That just come into mind. LOL.

have a great day people!

:)

Spelling Out Life... with English

ONLY THE ENGLISH COULD HAVE INVENTED THIS LANGUAGE

We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men,
Then shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?

Then one may be that, and three would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!

Let's face it - English is a crazy language.
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger;
neither apple nor pine in pineapple.
English muffins weren't invented in England ..
We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes,
we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square,
and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing,
grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend.
If you have a bunch of odds and ends
and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?
Sometimes I think all the folks who grew up speaking English
should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.

In what other language do people recite at a play and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship.
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language
in which your house can burn up as it burns
down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out,
and in which an alarm goes off by going on.

And, in closing, if Father is Pop? how come Mother's not Mop?

I WOULD LIKE TO ADD THAT IF PEOPLE FROM POLAND ARE CALLED POLES THEN

PEOPLE FROM HOLLAND SHOULD BE HOLES AND THE GERMANS GERMS!

-Unknown Author

To be honest, this author is giving me a pain in the butt.

=.="

I'm going to recite this poem during FESSAT this weekend.

I like this poem, I do. BECAUSE it is English and It's easy to understand...

but then kan... how bout to people with not-so-fluent level?

not assuming, just questioning.

Shouldn't the felo give people a more emotional poem

which we can easily relate

than teaching them English through poem??

ah well, 1 minute of recital or not, boring or not,

I'm going to give my best.

I've been called to serve Christ at whatever I'm doing,

Worship is not just mere songs, worship is a lifestyle

and this is it.

BY HOOK OR BY CROOK,

THE GOAL IS WHAT I'LL LOOK!

-joy

XDDDD

Spelling Out Life... With a HUGE desire

I always knew I have something in me that is DIFFERENT.
I have desires that want to change people, want to lead people and want to be with people.
Since young, all my profession choices always related to saving people and helping people.
May it be a fire fighter, police, doctor, engineer, teacher or a fashion designer!
As time passes by, I prayed.
I got what I prayed for -- A passion to change the Youth.
It is a good thing.
and it is a bad thing either. Hmm.. Weird isn't it? :)
Initially, I prayed that I'll get Education ministry as my choice of study.
I got it.
Then, I suddenly have a stir in my heart that I am bigger than this!
What is?
I'm not sure.
I went to Mission conference, I prayed again.
The same passion HITS me twice!
It is indeed a good thing.
No more a bad thing, just confusing.. Hmmm.. Any idea?
Consequently, I prayed that something will show up to me.
I got it.
I have vision that I saw people in my mind. clear picture in my head!
They are smiling at me. From different nation, tribes and many more!
These words "Ministry, Education, Ministers, Missions, Politics, Youth"
kept coming back to me, as well.
I have all these words to make my life out of 'em, yet, all doesnt connect with one another.
I have a desire to be MORE than what I am now!
I am not what I am in the future. I know I AM differnt.

I KNOW I AM GOING TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE.
I just need to build myself along the way.

Spilling out of Wonders!
xoxo

Spelling Out Life... With A Quote

When a GIRL is quiet,
Millions of things are running in her mind

When a GIRL is not arguing,
She is thinking deeply

When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions,
She is wondering how long you will be around

When a GIRL answers "i'm fine" after a few seconds,
She is not at all fine

When a GIRL stares at you,
She is wondering why you are lying

When a GIRL lays on your chest,
She is wishing for you to be hers forever

When a GIRL calls you everyday,
She is seeking for your attention

When a GIRL sms's u everyday,
She wants you to reply at least once

When a GIRL says I love you,
She means it

When a GIRL says that she can't live
without you,
She has made up her mind that you are her future

When a GIRL says "i miss you",
No one in this world can miss you more than that.




- Unknown