What's Your Driving Force?

Feelings. We are driven by feelings. Which causes us to do the things that we never imagined that we would do. That we did the things that we shouldn't do.

When emotions is brought into the equation of our actions, the brain stops malfunctioning. Brain stops being rational. It may be love, infatuation, anger, hatred, sorrow or anxiety. That's why some people commit suicide.

But what's more powerful is when you are able to suppress that feeling, overcome it with discipline and rationality, and do the things that you should do. Doing the right thing. Which will then cause you to feel good at the end of the day.

Just a thought...

Revelation For The Day...

Happy Easter everyone..

Just feel like reviving this blog.

Today is a special day. Today is the day when Jesus was resurrected, He lives again. I went for service today, had cell group and did a counseling case. It is a season of counseling and season of strengthening sheeps. Going to have another one on Tuesday.

As I was talking to my member, I asked the person, what is God's revelation for you today? Sometimes we get too mechanical and too in a rut while we serve God, therefore we lost the real reason we come to service and come to cell group. The reason we attended service and cell group is because we have to? Cell leader ask to? Pastor scold if we don't attend? People gossiping saying that we are backsliding if we don't? Or we really want to come and learn the word of God and encounter God and hear Him speak to us? Are we here to carry the offering bucket around to serve or are we coming to meet God? Are we here to strum the chords on our guitar or are worshipping Him? Is our heart complaining about the imperfection of the church or are our heart seeking after the perfect God?

As I watched Andrew (Jesus in drama production) being whipped, screaming and wailing in 'pain', tears wells up in my eye. I was telling Laverne that no matter how many times we watched the drama, no matter how we know the ending would be, we will still tend to tear.

It was when it hit me. Even though I knew it already, even I have heard it, read it, listened to it so many times. It was like God speaking to me at that time. Jesus still endures the pain, the whip, the suffering while knowing that you will still sin against Him. I imagined when Jesus stared at betraying Peter, while thinking, "I still do this for you, even though you break my heart."

So God, I came to church knowing that my desire is not to be on stage strumming my new Les Paul. Not to be appearing on HTV so people would know and see me. Not to preach to people so that they would come and thank me for changing their lives. But God, it was because of what you did for me that i honor you now with my service, i honor you now by tending your sheep and feed your lambs. Thank You Jesus for the cross..

*from martinchong.multiply.com

Cute old couple.

Laverne and I would always admire old couples. Whenever we went out dating or having lunch or dinner at coffee shops, our hearts would be melted when we see old couples still together eating and chatting. Different couples have different actions. Some would still be chatting and some wouldn't talk at all and just slowly slurping their "koay teow soup" or their "kopi o". If i wasn't mistaken, there was once i saw an old couple holding hands under the table. wooooo hooo! how sweet!

Today i have an encounter with them again. Just want to blog it for memory sake. This afternoon Greg came over to take something from me. As i was walking back to the lift, i saw the lift door closing. I managed to push the lift button in time and the door reopened. Inside the lift, there was a puzzled old couple wondering what had happened. I giggled in my heart looking at their reaction.

The old man smiled at me and i smiled back. Then i realized that they haven't press the floor number yet. I pressed "5". The old lady says, "fai tit kam yee la, fai tit kam yee la" (faster press 2, faster press 2). hahaha... so cute. by the time they press the lift door already closed (the lift door wont close that fast if you didn't press the close button, if you get what i mean). I was abit worried there that if they press too late the lift will go up to my floor first.

Very strong smell of ointment in the lift which reminds me about my grandma. Finally the lift reached 2nd floor. The old man pressed the close button. Both of them panicked. Then i realized the old lady is holding a walking stick and she walks very slowly. The old man quickly pressed the open button and let his wife out first. What a gentleman! The old man then turned around and smiled at me indicating to me to hold the lift door. I quickly held the open button and look at the old man walking slowly out. He then turn around again and wave to me. I waved back and gave him a smile. hahahahha... I felt happy just looking at them. On my way up to my floor i was thinking how to blog this. ;)


*disclaimer: Picture for illustration purposes only. Not the ones i mentioned; they are chinese.

My wife...

Laverne not yet my wife... (will be in near future, see if she wants to marry me or not) This wife, i marry for about almost 7 years now. She has been faithful.

My friends keep on asking whats her name. But i also don't know. I only call her my electric guitar.


Yes. My ESP Ltd MH-100. Made in Taiwan. No longer manufactured. My faithful wife. However she's not my first wife. My first wife is Yamaha EG101 which i left it in hometown. I want to bring her back. Latest news i've heard from Alor Setar, my brother used it as self defense weapon. Apparently he heard some noise downstairs in the living room one night and he thought was some thieves. So yah.. I dunno whether the guitar was 'hurt' in the process.

Back to my second wife. She's quite old already. (guitar life also x7 years like dog life? i dont know) Look at the rust at the screws (dun think you can see it). But she still looks beautiful.. muahhh...


However, one day while bringing her to church, i accidentally injured her. You can call me mean or evil but it was an accident. I put her head to a rotating fan. I'm sorry dear.. So she had a big scar at her forehead.


Look at her E string. Came out edy. But luckily she's smart and comes with a locking system. Therefore i still can strum her.. woo hoo! Maybe its time to get a third wife? Nyahahaha.. i will still love you ok. 2 is better den 1 and 3 is better than 2.

*disclaimer: doesn't apply to humans.

Its just one of those days...

Its just one of those days..
when you don't wanna wake up..

Reminds me of a Limp Bizkit song. But the rest of the lyrics are vulgar so go find out yourself.

Responsibilities, burdens, worries, depression, exams.. They just come to you at one time.
Its just one of those days. A rare one indeed.

Whatever.

If i have a machine gun, i will shoot the devil where it hurts most.

If i have a feather, i will tie the devil up and tickle his soles. Then i will employ people to take turns tickling him until he peed in his pants (if he wears one... i wonder).

When he's thirsty i would let him drink his pee.

NYAHAHAHHAHAHA. or am I the devil now? err..

The Red Door

There was once a beautiful red door. This door is the only way into a wonderful city, full of people, full of joy, full of happiness with mysteries yet revealed.

And its about time that the city needs expand and grow whereby the city need to be connected to other cities, have mutual understanding with people around it. The door begins to open and receive people from outside.

However, thieves and robbers started to come in. They poison the people there, kill their child and destroy their homes. People are living in chaos and there is restlessness in the atmosphere.

Soon the people decided that the red door must be guarded. Therefore it was heavily guarded and only certain people can go through that door. The door has also been reinforced with metal and steel and it is no longer the beautiful door as before. It looks mean, dirty and angry.

But somehow, intruders still managed to slip in. They went in when they are off guard. Chaos still happen in the city. People are crying out. Something must be done.

Finally, the door is shut tight. The city is totally cut off from the outside. No way in, no way out. Nothing can be shared, nothing can be received. The door looks really run down. Since the door had shut, there is a different problem in the city. Instead of the chaos thats happening, the people start to die. They need the good things from the outside. They need food drinks and clothes that they get from the outside. They couldn't switch back to what was before. The people there has been infected with diseases. They started to act weird and started to kill themselves.

Due to desperation and some of the sane people left in the city, the door finally opens again. But this time around, can the city withstand the intruders?

no more...

Yes!

maggie no more.

No way man i am going to be here tonight eating noodles.

i am going to have fun eating whatever i like.

ADIOS. i'm off