Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.
On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.
On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?
On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
DAY 5: PRAYING FOR OUR MAMMON
While driving to work today, i remembered that they were talking about the ringgit getting unpegged from the dollar.
I'm no financial watcher - these things will affect me and i should probably keep a closer eye on them, but i do pray that God will keep the ringgit strong. I'm convinced that God is faithful and if His people here in malaysia display the character of Christ, he will honour this country. I believe that as his children, the church stands in the gap and intercedes for the entire nation, in prayer and pleading... that, in a way, is what this whole 40 day prayer and fast is all about.
and what of money? is it ok to pray for money? it's ok to pray for resources, that i believe. but money - that wicked thing that has led so many astray. today's idolatry is the idolatry of the buck, isn't it? well, i'm equally convinced that God was behind malaysia's exceeding prosperity some 20 years ago and the fate of our country's financial and economic stability again now lie in His hands - what doesn't? and so, after how many years, the ringgit has been unpegged, and correct me if i'm wrong, left to fend for itself like some lost teenager among grown men in the city of foreign exchange. it's strange. but i know we need help.
"So I pray, Lord, that You will watch over our national currency. Protect it from ruthless speculators who will dump it and pick it up as they please - Lord, this is the currency of a people who love You. At any case, I love You, and this is my currency. As You've prospered us in the past, Lord, prosper us now - and let an increasing strength of our ringgit be a sign that You care for this country, that You are withholding Your wrath against any lawlessness on account of Your saints who love You. Let it be an assuring reminder that Your grace has place in Malaysia, even in our finances. On behalf of everyone who holds local cash, I give You the highest praise possible. In Jesus' name, Amen."
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