Thesis

Oh why Oh why did I think that doing a thesis would be cool? Hahahah so bodoh. Have to write so many things. And since I'm super duper last minute when it comes to uni assignments.... well, we all know what happens then -> Drink coffee! No need to sleep! Just do do do. Hahaha doodoo. Do until wanna die!

And so teruk! All my hypothesis not supported! The main one not supported how to do the rest! No relationship between the main variables d test what summore???? Hahahah but i tested it anyway coz the results section would look super empty if i didn't. Hmmm.. maybe next time lazy people who wanna do research can choose a hypothesis that they know will absolutely not be supported so that they don't have to run more than one analysis.

Anyway, now I dunno what to discuss. Cracking my head. Like egg. Haiyo. Then then then I had to reenter all my data coz the file didn't save, eventhough I am VERY sure that I clicked save. So now I'm triple saving everything that I write. One on the desktop, one in my documents and another one in my thumb drive. So paranoid right. hahahahaha Well, that's what happens when you think writing a thesis would be cool.

Oh ya.. then ah, we need to put a 'statement of authorship' before everything else, saying we wrote everything ourselves and didn't plagarize stuff, and it's the same statement for everyone la. So since my friend already typed it out, can just copy and paste, just change the name (since its the same for the whole class anyway...). But then! this silly girl who is now blogging did something super silly! I sent the thesis to my supervisor without changing my friend's name to my name. hahahahah. so i plagarized the statement of authorship. Cut and paste summore.

Number of words to go: 1500. Just the discussion left. Thank heavens.

I miss....

Samson the alien

UpDaTeZzzzzz

Hoo-RAY!!! She's alive! Comm'on lets give her a Hip Hip Hooray and do a Mexican Wave! Yaaahoooooo!

Well. It's been roughly bout two months since I came back to Adelaide and that's like so so so fast. Seems like only a week ago that I was back home in Ipoh. Still, I kinda feel so far removed from all the people and things that I love. Not to worry though, I'm still having quite some fun (admist all the readings and assignments, not to mention the 4000 word literature review and thesis that's due on Oct 17! O_O!!!!!)

I've gotten more acquainted not only with the human residence of this household, but also the non-human ones:

Gohstan & Ligster and the two humans, one of which is trying to see if she can fly...

The fishies; Emperor Laka, King Xerxes and Keong Chong. Unfortunately, both the rulers of this little water kingdom passed on to Fish Paradise, leaving behind the very fat and healthy citizen to rule over the plastic plants. We were very sad on the day that we put our dear friends to rest. Laka and Xerxes, we still feel the raw hole you left in our hearts everytime we see this memorial site in our backyard...

Not to worry though! A friend bought two new fishies and now Lucky, Luku and Keong Chong just keep swimming, swimming, swimming (although it's just round and round the bowl...), making the water kingdom complete again.

Then there was the Merdeka party, and we wore 'I *heart* Malaysia' t-shirts and sarongs. We looked like Ah-Mas la...

Two Ah-Mas and a Colgate advertisements at a bus stop

Hmmm... can't remember what else I've done. Oh yea. Cooked. A lot. Meals for one, two, three, four, twenty, thirty.... Baked cakes, bread, puffs, stuff. Cleaned and tidied the house 1047574365 times because we mess it up the day after we clean it. Yes, done alot but also done nothing. Hohoho.

Oh.. and this household has managed to lose loads of stuff:

1. TV remote control, so we watched only Channel 7 for two weeks, coz we were too lazy to get up and switch channels. For awhile we actually thought that someone must have mistaken the remote for a pencil box and accidentally taken it home. A friend was actually asked to buy a not real punya remote from pasar malam and bring it back here. hahahaha. This very important eletronic divice was finally found in the room of one of the housemates, under a pile of paper she was trying to flatten.

2. Car keys. For a few days. Owner of the car keys was looking high and low for it and the keys were finally found by a dear visitor. It was hanging on the side door. It HAD BEEN HANGING on the side door. FOR AT LEAST FOUR DAYS!. Oh.. did I mention that the car keys were hooked on the same key chain as ALL the house keys?

3. Peacock Feather Earring, still missing.

4. Yellow Wheelie Bin. Went missing when it was wheeled out to be emptied. Somehow though, now we have two yellow wheelie bins.

Anyhow.... i'll continue bout whats been going on next time la....

Steadfast

Psalm 51v10,11

Create in me a clean heart, O God,

and renew a steadfast spirit within me

Do not cast me from your presence

or take your Holy Spirit from me

I looked up the word STEADFAST in the dictionary (online dicky la of course!), and this was what came up:

Steadfast: 1) immovable (firmly fixed in place)
2) loyal (a firm belief, determination, adherence)

It draws a picture of stability. A spirit that is not easily swayed. A renewed determination, a spirit that will stand firm in what it believes in.

Firm. Determined. Loyal. Devoted. Immovable.

Yes, when everything is swaying, all I want is a steadfast spirit. A steadfast spirit, renewed, in loving Him and living in His will.

Facebooked

I've caved!

I've joined Facebook!

Oh nooooo!

Poke me.

Write on my wall.

And erm. whatever else people do on facebook.

haha. Facebooking now.

I will not get addicted to Facebook.

I will not get addicted to Facebook. I will not get addicted to Facebook.

Poke Poke Poke

Sabotaged!

Sabotaged! She posted the post below without my permission! No manners! Must steal her bolster and hide it! Better keep your aneroxic bolster in your safe and lock it up la Tiffany Oon...

Emo personified.

Paradise

June 6th. FGA Ipoh. 6.30 pm

I wonder....

I wonder what my boss will say if I told him that I can't finish my work coz my dog ate my laptop?

Haha. Which makes me wonder, if my dog ate up my laptop, what will his poo look like? Will it be square like the laptop? Or will his poo be silver, like my laptop's color. Hmmm.

dentist dentist dentist!

So I finally went to THE DENTIST! after one week of agonizing over whether to go or not. Hah. In the end I went coz mom MADE me go. I had ABSOLUTELY NO CHOICE. She said "Go dentist! Otherwise I'll pull your tooth out for you myself! I use plyar wan ar!!!!" So i went... But please note that I'd rather live with the agony of my upper wisdom tooth grinding on my lower gums than go visit THE DENTIST! if it were my choice.

Yeah, I had to remove my third wisdom tooth. Last two I took out last year. Or the year before last. Anyway, I went into THE DENTIST!'s room expecting my usual dentist to be the one taking my tooth out. But to my horror, it was a different dentist! WAHHHH! And she was like, hmmm. I don't think I can fit the thing in to take the tooth out. Hmm.. wait ar, let me see what to do.

Wahhhhh! I panic gilar! HOW HOW HOW! My eyes also filled with tears already la! hahahahah. So I requested (very politely of course) for my usual dentist. Thank goodness He was just outside doing some paperwork or something. Then he came in. And the following conversation took place...

THE DENTIST! : Ooohh. It's you ar?
Me: Heheh. Ya.
THE DENTIST! : Let's see what's the problem here. Open mouth.
Me: Arhhhh (sound of opening mouth)
THE DENTIST! : Ahh.. simple only. Let's take it out.
Me in my heart: Phew!
Dentist takes out evil looking apparatus, fits it into my mouth, and starts to pull.
Me: AARRHHHHH (Sound of pain)
THE DENTIST : (while still pulling) So Mindy, if I die how?
Me: Aarrhhhhhhhhhhuh?!
THE DENTIST : What will you do if I die? Then you no more dentist you know.
Me: Oh. Uh. Erm. Don't go dentist anymore lo.
THE DENTIST : *Sigh* I'll try not to die yet.
Me: !?

Hahahahahahahahahaha.

Entry from a sinner's diary

A little something I wrote for the church megazine. Heh. The mag is not out yet, so the copyright still mine right. hahaha. Actually I cannot tahan la, just wanna put it up here. Enjoy!

Entry from a sinner's diary

I’d heard that He was in town. Everyone was talking about it. He’d even been invited to Simon’s for dinner! Simon’s! Imagine that! People from every corner of the earth seemed to be spilling on the town streets, dressed in every color conceivable to mankind – women with outrageous hats, women without hair to wear outrageous hats, men with their double breasted suits, men without slippers, children with parents and children without – all were out to catch a glimpse of Him. Some of them spoke of His arrival with joyous celebration, others with suspicious whispers. As I trudged the streets home after another hard day, I realized for once that no one was staring at me. For once, no one was looking at me with hatred, someone else occupied their thoughts. Grateful, I hurried home.

But He was in town! How could I go home? I really wanted to see Him. Hearing all the stories about Him made me excited. There was something about this person, and it was as if there was a magnet, slowly, but surely, drawing me to Him. I wanted to go to Simon’s, even if I had to face the unforgiving eyes of all who were there. But what would He think of me? After all, someone would have told Him about the worst sinner in town. If they hadn’t told Him about me, they would, surely, the minute they saw me.

I deserved the treatment I got from them. It was justice. After all, I was a bad person and I had done things. Unspeakable things. Things I wish I hadn’t done, because there was nothing I could do to correct them. I was a sinner. I was bad. I knew it, and everyone else knew it.

But still, I wanted to meet Him. Why? Why?! I yelled in my head. It’d be the same. He’d find out bout what I did, who I was, truly, deep down inside. He’d know, he’d know for sure. Still, there was something about this man. Perhaps, if I brought a gift, I thought. Not just any gift, but the most expensive thing that I had. He deserved the most, the best that I could give. I’d go early, and leave early, before the crowds arrived.

So I went, early, with my gift, a large jar of the most expensive perfume, my most prized possession. With every step to Simon’s house I struggled with my thoughts. It wasn’t just stupid to face the whole town to see this man, it was insane! Still, I had to see Him. He was pulling me towards Him, and I realized at that moment that I not only wanted to see Him. For some reason, I needed to.

I arrived at Simon’s house. Already there were more people that Simon’s house could contain. And they stared. What is she doing here? I could here them whisper. He wouldn’t want to see her! Tell her to get lost!

No. No, I whispered to myself. You’ve come this far. Just keep walking. You will get in. You will see Him. You will meet Him.

And there He was. He was just a few feet away, reclining at the table, His back toward me. Every cell in my body told me to run. But there it was again. The unexplainable pull. And as I got nearer, I was overcome with emotion. There was something about this man that I just couldn’t put my finger on.

Then, I was right behind Him, and I couldn’t hold all the emotions in anymore. For the first time after a long, long while, I wept. I wept till his feet was washed with my tears, and I knelt down beside Him. I dried His feet with my hair, and anointed them with the perfume that I had brought.

In the midst of all I was doing, I was suddenly aware of His hand on my shoulder. My heart stopped. I was afraid. How could I, a sinner, come up to this man, and do what I just did? It was unthinkable! I didn’t have to look at the faces of the people round me to know what they were thinking. Oh… what did I just do?

Then the most unexpected happened. He lifted my face to look into His. And as He looked right into me with the most caring pair of eyes, He said the most loving, most wonderful thing that I could ever have hoped to hear. He said to me “My daughter, I forgive you. Go home in peace, for your faith has saved you”.

In that instant, I knew exactly what was so different about this man. I knew, without a doubt in my heart, what drew me towards Him. He offered me something that I didn’t deserve, and he offered it without condition.

He offered me grace.

An adaptation of Luke 7 v 36-50

So. Not. Emo. hahahah

Wah. lately the posts in this blog getting more and more emo la. Haha. No la, I'm not an emo person ok...Although ESTHER GOH says that the room in Adelaide that's waiting for me is most suitable for me coz its got black carpeting. So Black = Emo la.... But to me, Black = no need to vacuum! Coz cannot see the dirt! Muahahahaha (evil laugther sound track).


So, since like so many emo posts already, I shall try and make this a not so emo post. Haha. Hmm let's see if I have any thing funny to report. Oh yea... I have a new best friend! His name is Micheal Yoong aka Burger Boy. I think he's annouced to the whole world that I'm his best friend. Hahaha. Cute. I shall go eat burgers for him today. Not with him, mind you, for him. Hehe *grinz*


Ohhhh. And I got two more new friends. BUBBLES and BUM BUM! I MUST GO GET THEIR PICTURES. Arrgghhh! It's just so not possible that they're so incredibally adorable. They're puppies lar. Boy and girl. Girl is Bubbles. Coz she's fun. Boy is Bum Bum. Coz he's lazy. Haha. I love bubbles, I love bum bum (the dog, not the backside). Bubbles and bum bum. Bubbles and bum bum. Bum Bum and bubbles.

Samson escape artist la! Everyday watching for chance to escape from the front door. Hahah today he escaped and went running like mad dog on the road. With the tongue hanging out from the side of his mouth. Gilar. haha Then must catch him.

Hahaha. PARADISE (the movie that is) IS COMPLETED. Come and watch the whole thing on the 6th of June!

Boy, I really need to put pictures up. But malas la. Have to go cari the pictures then wait for it to load... so longgggggg. Well. see how la. lol. Always promise pictures, but never post pictures. haha. Wait la, must go and curi pictures from people first.

Hmm.. nothing much seems to be happening now. Oh ya. except that I went for the dance practice. Not to dancela doink, to see how the dance preparations were coming along for the infuse anniversary. Haiyo. hahaha. the guys ar....They dancing like toufu la! TOUFU! got one worst than toufu. tou fu fah. and another one. chow tou fu. But the girl dancers were ok. They were not toufu. If they dance like that on that day ar, I will bring toufu to throw at them. Lem pek pek punya toufu. muahahaha

OK la. I shall be back posting later. This post is to show you that I'm not emo only. Hahah and that i'm alive.

I'm a pirate. Yohoho and a bottle of rum. Bring me one noggin of rum, now, won't ya, matey. Or I'll be making yer walk the plank to davy jones' locker... Savvy?

When You seem so far away

What does one do when God seems so far away that tears not only don't matter anymore, they just don't come?

I struggled the past two months. I struggled with work, I struggled with some things happening around me, I struggled to understand others, I struggled to allow others to understand me. I battled with myself. I struggled with faith, I struggled with God. I wanted to crash my car, drive it into the lampost and over the flyover. It took all my will power not to burst into tears during dinner. My energy was sapped, I was exhausted - physically, mentally, emotionally.

Things got a little better, but I'm struggling again. As I'm typing this, I feel numb. Blank. If my emotions were hooked up to a heart monitor you'll probably hear the long unending Tooooottttttt of the monitor when it can't sense the heart beating anymore. Hah. So drama.

But yes, I struggled, and I'm still struggling. I call and call, prayer upon prayer whispered in the middle of the night and all I get is silence. I remember the first line to the song Totally You - "I'm overwhelmed when silence speaks".

I'm overwhelmed. Numb. Blank. I don't know what to do. I ask You why You seem so far away. I ask myself why You seem so far away. And silence speaks. Numb. Blank.

Why do You seem so far away? Why? I know You love me. I know You'll never leave me, never forsake me. So how come the silence? Why aren't You saying anything?

Then today I found this song. And I couldn't help the tears when I heard it

Steven Curtis Chapman
Sometimes He Comes In The Clouds

These are the places I was so sure I'd find Him
I've looked in the pages
And I've looked down on my knees
I've lifted my eyes in expectation
To see the sun still refusing to shine, but...

[Chorus:]Sometimes He comes in the clouds
Sometimes His face cannot be found
Sometimes the sky is dark and greyBut some things can only be known
And sometimes our faith can only growIf we can't see
So sometimes He comes in the clouds

Sometimes I see me, a sailor out on the ocean
So brave and so sure as long as the skies are clear
But when the clouds start to gather I watch my faith turn to fear, but...

Sometimes He comes in the clouds
Sometimes His face cannot be found
Sometimes the sky is dark and greyBut some things can only be known
And sometimes our faith can only grow If we can't see

Sometimes He comes in the rain
And we question the pain
And wonder why God can seem so far away
But time will show us
He was right there with us, and...
Sometimes He comes in the clouds
Sometimes His face cannot be found
Sometimes the sky is dark and grey
But some things can only be known
And sometimes our faith can only growWhen we can't see
So sometimes He comes in the clouds

And then I read this verse - In Him we live, and move, and have our being. And I know that He's with me every step of the way. Even when all I hear is silence, He is with me.

I'm still struggling. But now, I know I'll be ok. His love is steadfast. Things will be better tomorrow.

PARADISE

In conjunction with Infuse's first year anniversary, a video is being filmed to celebrate this momentous event. Have a look at the teaser to 'Paradise'........



Awesome.. wanna see more ah? Come for the premier la. Infuse anniversary on the 6th of June. hehehehehhe. .

Tahgueed.

Tagged. By Grecia. Only for you okay. So you better bring back chocolates for me when you come back. Or else! hhrumph.

8 random facts about myself.

1. I have gone without bathing for three whole days. Hahahahaha. I suppose this isn't the best fact to put as No. 1. But it's true. It was too cold ok. So I didn't bathe la. Spray perfume. Hahaha. Au Naturel mer...You people in aussie didn't know that right. Coz I still smell nice and look really clean even when I don't bathe.

2. I like doing things alone. Like shopping. And going to the beach to look at the waves. Going to places where there are spectacular views. I like being alone with my thoughts. I suppose sometimes this little trait of mine makes people think I'm emo. But I'm not la. I promise I won't bite your head off if you interrupt me. Hahahahahha.

3. Driving is one of the best ways to de-stress. I love going for drives, especailly when the roads are clear KL highways. I use to do this all the time when I stayed there. And I miss it. Somehow I just think better when I drive. Driving allows me to arrange my thoughts and think through things. So I do this alot when I'm down in the dumps and when my emotions are getting the better out of me. But petrol very expensive la, so must learn how to cycle and think at the same time instead...

4. I am unable to leave a book unfinshed. It's just wrongggggg.... lol. if i start reading a book, I have to finish it. No matter how boring. Mind you, I'm talking bout novels and other books that I choose to read on my own free will lar. Not text books of course. That I can leave unfinished, thank you very much. In all my life, I've not finished only two books, one of which was J.R.R. Tolkien's The Simarillion. So cacat. I tell you, by the time I read the third page, I couldn't remember what happen on the first page. I'm sure it must have been a good story though... I promise I'll watch the movie if they ever decide to put the book on big screen

5. I am a rice bin. I need rice to survive. I feel weird if I don't have rice at least twice a week. It's my staple lar. I'll choose rice over noodles anytime. Rice is good. like chinaman only la.

6. I am really good at abstract art. Because I can't draw. At all. In primary school I got like this super big red 'D' on my art project. Hahaha. But since I thought I put like super a lot of effort into the project, I took my own marker pen and changed the 'D' into and 'A'. Hahahha.

7. I am deathly afraid of cocroaches. (spelling correct?). If i see one in the bathroom you can be sure that I won't use the bathroom. If I'm bathing halfway and I see one, I will really run out of the bathroom. I cannot garuntee if I will have any clothes on at that moment. Hopefully I'll be at least wrapped in a towel lar. When I get to heaven the first thing I will ask is why God made cocroaches.

8. I love rain. I like the pitter patter of rain at night. I like playing in the rain. I use to collect rain water to measure the rainfall. The only time I don't like rain is when I'm driving. And when it rains when I really shouldn't be getting myself wet. heh.

So there you go.. 8 random facts. In exchange for chocolates.

Some stuff lah.

Ok ok. So many things going on. So many things to say. So little time to type what I wanna say. Hahah. Sounds like I'm so busy like that right. Lol. I haven't updated for quite some time already. Been meaning to, but everytime I want to write something, I seem not to have the time. And everytime I have the time, I seem not to want to wirte. Heh. Go figure.

So. First Off.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOEL OON MIN JHEN

Hope your 15th is a good one. Praying with all my heart that you'll grow up to be a man after God's heart. Lord knows, the world is very much short of those these days =)

No. 2.

JEZ! I'M EXCITED TOO! CAN"T WAIT TO SEE YOU ALL IN ADELAIDE! Although it's with a heavy heart that I leave Ipoh and all the people here, even if it's only for four months. But this time round, I don't feel the dismay and heavy heartedness I felt when I was making the choice to go back to Adelaide as I did at the end of last year.

Third.

I need to buy a duck when I get back to Adelaide. Coz Esther has one. And Suling has one as well. Or maybe I should just learn how to make roast duck. Muahahahhaha.

Fourth.

Planetshakers in KL was not at all bad. Haha. the staying in KL after that was better. I cannot believe how much I ate in one day. It's ridiculous! Wanna know how much.. go to Tiffany's blog... I've also discovered the reason to Marx's continuously growing middle part.... The amount of food he can put away amazes me.

No. Lima.

I've repainted the room downstairs. So now I really have a place to call my own. MY ROOM. My Sanctuary.

NO 6.

I found myself crying over this puppy in the pet shop. Haiyo. Standing there looking at the puppy with my eyes tearing. Haha. So not me. It's all Samson's fault. Now everytime I see a puppy, my heart just melts. And the puppy doesnt even have to be cute. All it has to do is look at me. Of course, cute puppies get extra points la...

Pictures later. Some of it.. sigh.. I really have no words to describe some of the pictures. Hence they're pictures la. hahahha ok ok. enough nonsense

Till the next post, which might be like five months away, but hopefully not. Oh in the meantime, go check out www.simplyblatant.com =)

Hangin' on

Just hanging on for dear life.

Plasticine men

Ahhh...sticky little plasticine men.

Infuse News "300"

Yes yes, I know I posted already today. But I'm in the office alone and there's nothing to do...

Rainbows

I woke up with a wonderful dream two days ago. I think I was smiling like an idiot about it for at least half the day. Haha.

I dreamt that I was in the car, driving, fetching someone and we were really late. It was in the morning, but the skies were covered by black clouds. Like literally black clouds and it was getting darker by the second. So dark that I couldn't drive coz I couldnt see where I was going. So we had to get out of the car, and I was feeling totally lost and just so unsettled. Everything seemed to be spinning around, there was no light, just complete darkness.

Then there it was. A little rainbow parting the dark clouds.

And then there was another one, and another one, and another one, rainbows everywhere I turned. Big ones, small ones.

And I smiled. And cried. And just hung on. Because I knew that the clouds would soon be going away.

Yea, it just remimded me that God is faithful and He keeps His promises. And all I have to do right now is to hang on to him. I will wait. Because He makes everything beautiful in His time. Everything.

Swinging according to His tempo,

Smiling because I know I'm safe in His arms.

Excitement

Something's going to happen.
I can feel it.

Change

Samson Oon

gonna become

Samo Hung.

Soon.

Fat.

But still sexy.

Not that I think Samo Hung is sexy lah.

Just that Samson Oon's tummy is almost reaching the floor.

Almost.

Love

This is love

Courage

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference ---- Robert Frost.

I want to be able to say this at the end of my life. To take the path less travelled, the narrow way. Go the way others may think it's crazy to. The way that even I think it's crazy to go at times.

But someone once told me - 'It's time to stop, think and reevaluate when you're on majority's side'. Yes, I think it's true. And it takes courage to do so. Especially when people think you've gone bananas. Courage. Courage and Faith.

Behold the turtle. He makes progress only when he sticks his neck out ----James Bryan Conant.

Perhaps taking risks isn't all that dangerous after all.

Perhaps it's the one thing that would make all the difference in the world.

I feel very happy. Don't ask me why. Hahahaha. Very high for some reason. Sleep also got stupid grin on my face.

Samson almost became an eunach. Snip! Snip!

I've decided that my next doggie is going to be a Rottwiller. I'm gonna name him Muffin. The Stud Muffin.

I have my sister's teeth marks on my arm. She tried to bite me while we were playing Ultimate Frisbee. So ganas. Like bulldozer.

I have a bruise on my left knee and another one above my right ankle. I have a cut on my right knee. No idea where they all came from.

I scraped my right arm. Slipped in the toilet. Please don't ask me which toilet. Memalu-fying-kan only.

Heh. Dunno why I get bruises so easily man. And they last for weeks and weeks! There was once I got bruises on my upper arms and legs from doing some army soilder crawl on ropes that were like five feet above the ground. I was like the only one who had arms that turned purple almost immediately. Wah! And it took three months for it to go away.

U don't wanna see the bruise on the other arm....

Then there was the time yours truly went to play paintball and got shot point blank in the leg. Twice summore! Those bruises lasted about 8 weeks. Oh... but they were beautiful when they turned the yellowish purple color. Hehe. Ahhh. the I had a horrible one on my left knee that lasted for about 6 weeks. Terjatuh in the toilet. So bodoh.

Toilet bruise

Kena tembak. Never wanna go scrimmage again.

These are the ones that I know where they came from. The rest I have no idea. Simply bumping against the chair or the bed gives me a bruise. There was once I got a bruise from Samson's paw. And it wasn't like he was jumping at me or anything. He was just sitting on me. Heh.

But I love the colors. I love how they turn reddish purple. Then purple. Then greenish purple. Then yellowish green. Call me crazy but I think the colors are beautiful....... hehehehe

Holdin' on

A new year, a new name. Yeap, I've changed the name of my blog. 'My Not-So-Soapy-Soap Opera' is now officially 'Holding on to His promises'. Mainly because I'm holding on tight to God's promises for me. Ain't ever gonna let go of Him. But also because I totally lived a very VERY Soapy Soap Opera last year, which makes the name so not suitable anymore. Heh.

But lets get back to the sentence before the sentence before this sentence - Ain't ever gonna let go of Him. I suppose in actual fact it's Him who's not letting go of me. And I praise Him that it's this way because I probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for very long. Yeah, if it were me doing the holding we'd most likely be continents apart by now. Heh, galaxies apart, even.

It's a great feeling, you know, being held by Him. And He knows me. He knew, no, He KNOWS me so well that He was able to write my autobiography even before I was born. Autobiographies are, as you know, books wirtten about people (mostly important people) after their lives have been lived and they've done something super important that warrants their days to be imortalized in paper (unless we decide to burn books...)

Psalm 139 v 13-16
For you created my innermost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fewrfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
Your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

But Imagine! .....to have Him pen out my autobiography even before I was born. Boy! Even before I did important stuff. Even before I did anything at all!

And there's this to consider. The bestselling author, the guy who has His book in the top selling list every year, without fail, is writing my autobiography.

Awesome leh......