Monday, June 11, 2012

Spelling Out Life.. with Confession of a Sinner

God has been good for leading me to the Book Hosea. He has been good. I'm just the stupid one that ignores Him. I guess when one confessed of their sexual past, they are too ashamed to tell it to someone close. It is that bad to confess it to someone. the holy figure that they placed on you is gone now, you are the liar and the hypocrite. So yes, I'm that liar and hypocrite. LOL. Oops. I just shattered your views on me now. Like what Liza said "You're not so innocent after all.".. Yea.

At this time around, I'm learning to overcome it. I'm learning to let it go. U know, all the sex stuff. From up there in the head to speech to actions. I've been hiding for a long long time now, thanks Michelle and Joshua for teaching me repentance. You've heard of my stories, yet you said I am able to go through it, when I feel so unclean and such a big liar to the people around me. thanks for pushing me earlier on though I chose not to listen. I chose to be stupid and stubborn. I chose to be blind. I chose to play dirty over purity. I chose shame over shamelessness. I chose death over life. I chose all these sexual immoralities over God. The God that continuously teaching me life, love, joy, peace.... that same God who is faithful, who is jealous, who is pure, holy, my shepherd, my father, my friend. I caused HIM to die on that cross. I caused HIM to be beaten. I caused HIS lungs to be stabbed. I caused HIM to come all the way down from heaven.  I cause HIM to wear that thorn. I caused HIM to sweat of blood. cry and sweat of blood. I've cried before, but not shed with blood.

God, you know my heart. You cause it to beat. You saw my pasts. You were there, hurt. Now, please have me back again. I'm sorry. Cleanse me again so that I can be closer to You and spend more time with You. Help me. Guide me and break me. I need Your help in this.

I need Your help.
Forgive me.

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God, I'm cursing inside. hoping that these people around me hear me. hoping that they hear my hunger. hoping that they hear my anguish. hoping they hear my hatred towards it. im angry at it. this is useless. this is stupid. i hate it. i hate it. i hate it. God, i dont know what You want but i just wish there was nothing to begin with. I'm not learning, damn it. I'm not. I'm not. I feel 10 times stupid now. !@#@ !@## !@$#!!!!!



Hosea 5

New International Version (NIV)

Judgment Against Israel



“Hear this, you priests!
    Pay attention, you Israelites!
Listen, royal house!
    This judgment(A) is against you:
You have been a snare(B) at Mizpah,
    a net(C) spread out on Tabor.
The rebels are knee-deep in slaughter.(D)
    I will discipline all of them.(E)
I know all about Ephraim;
    Israel is not hidden(F) from me.
Ephraim, you have now turned to prostitution;
    Israel is corrupt.(G)
“Their deeds do not permit them
    to return(H) to their God.
A spirit of prostitution(I) is in their heart;
    they do not acknowledge(J) the Lord.
Israel’s arrogance testifies(K) against them;
    the Israelites, even Ephraim, stumble(L) in their sin;
    Judah also stumbles with them.(M)
When they go with their flocks and herds
    to seek the Lord,(N)
they will not find him;
    he has withdrawn(O) himself from them.
They are unfaithful(P) to the Lord;
    they give birth to illegitimate(Q) children.
When they celebrate their New Moon feasts,(R)
    he will devour[a](S) their fields.
“Sound the trumpet(T) in Gibeah,(U)
    the horn in Ramah.(V)
Raise the battle cry in Beth Aven[b];(W)
    lead on, Benjamin.
Ephraim will be laid waste(X)
    on the day of reckoning.(Y)
Among the tribes of Israel
    I proclaim what is certain.(Z)
10 Judah’s leaders are like those
    who move boundary stones.(AA)
I will pour out my wrath(AB) on them
    like a flood of water.
11 Ephraim is oppressed,
    trampled in judgment,
    intent on pursuing idols.[c](AC)
12 I am like a moth(AD) to Ephraim,
    like rot(AE) to the people of Judah.
13 When Ephraim(AF) saw his sickness,
    and Judah his sores,
then Ephraim turned to Assyria,(AG)
    and sent to the great king for help.(AH)
But he is not able to cure(AI) you,
    not able to heal your sores.(AJ)
14 For I will be like a lion(AK) to Ephraim,
    like a great lion to Judah.
I will tear them to pieces(AL) and go away;
    I will carry them off, with no one to rescue them.(AM)
15 Then I will return to my lair(AN)
    until they have borne their guilt(AO)
    and seek my face(AP)
in their misery(AQ)
    they will earnestly seek me.(AR)



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and I am these people. Pray for me. Help me. Walk with me. Until I'm back with the LORD again. 

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Spelling Out Life... with Crossroads

 her shadows flicker on the ground
lost of words, directions and colours
stepping sounds fill her mind
yet none, no voices are heard.
gushing of winds and waves creeps in
demanding a heart of hers
she doesn't want to fall
not now. not now. certainly not now!
then she stops at the crossroads,
only to find a shining little coin and a few more ahead.


Spelling Out Life... with Colonization

Yesterday I wrote the crappiest essay for sociolinguistics class about British colonization and the English language that they brought into Malaya. As I wrote on the last TORTURING page (AFTER 3 DAYS OF DREADFUL TIME!), I realized something different, at least to me of course, I wrote that:

 "This may not be a form of colonization, but viewing from the bigger picture, it actually is, the nations are in the end succumbing into a more mono-language that colonizes other minor vernacular languages, the death of a language and thus a culture."


Isn't colonization a form of control over something less powerful? Ah well, I guess I'm bounded by it as well, since I'm more fluent in English, Bahasa and Mandarin than Lun Bawang and Kelabit. I feel sad though. Look at what the world is turning us into... 


Thursday, May 31, 2012

Spelling Out Life... with Refugee Home



Lord, I pray that You love continue to be their support, their strength, their joy and their provider. Open up their hearts that they will make You as their father, saviour and friend. Thank You for the burdens that You have for the teachers and pastors for these people. You are indeed a great God that provides. You are the God that lives, the God that answers prayer and have good plans for each and everyone of us. Be with them. Support them, LORD. Give them security as they have no place to go. Give them peace in their hearts. Give them LIFE. Give them grace. in Jesus name, amen.


To those who wants to ever donate to them books, colouring pencils, toys and clothes, of all age and sizes, please let me know. :) May the Lord speak to you to touch their lives. Amen.

Spelling Out Life... With A Good Read about ♥


The reason that marriage is so painful and yet wonderful is because it is a reflection of the Gospel, which is painful and wonderful at once. The Gospel is—we are more sinful and flawed in ourselves than we ever dared to believe, and at the very same time we are more loved and accepted in Jesus Christ than we ever dared hope. This is the only kind of relationship that will really transform us. Love without truth is 

sentimentality; it supports and affirms us but keeps us in 

denial about our flaws. Truth without love is harshness; it 

gives us information but in such a way that we cannot really 

hear it. God’s saving love in Christ, however, is marked by both radical truthfulness about who we are and yet also radical, unconditional commitment to us. The merciful commitment strengthens us to see the truth about ourselves and repent. The conviction and repentance moves us to cling to and rest in God’s mercy and grace.


The hard times of marriage drive us to experience more of this transforming love of God. But a good marriage will also be a place where we experience more of this kind of transforming love at a human level.




Monday, May 28, 2012

Spelling Out Life... with A Teacher's Quote


A child who... has traced over the sandpaper letters again and again for many days – perfecting something in himself – will one day consciously set out to compose words with the movable letters. First, the child creates by repetition a faculty inside himself; and then he creates something with it, outside himself. This is an experience which gives him a new kind of joy, the conscious joy of the creator.

- Maria Montessori

Spelling Out Life.... with Misses

I saw millions and millions of stars the other day and I was taken aback. It was such a beautiful scenery. Looking up to heaven and somehow your face is all I can think of. :) I miss you.


anyway, I saw this picture online somewhere and it reminded me of my trip to Pulau Pemanggil. :) The quote however, is the words that I heard in my heart when I first saw the starry scene. I hope it speaks to you as how it does to me :)