Sunday, December 24, 2006


Those who know me well enough know that I like to talk cryptically. This one isn't too hard to crack though.

He waved and walked off. Church was over for today.

His thoughts wandered of to a not-too-distant past. When he had been close to God. When had that been? Ah yes, the camp. The camp was over. Yeah. But God had been there all right.

He had went down to the altar. Cried. Been touched by God. Filled with the Spirit. Good times. Once a year. Worthy to be savoured and recalled.

When was the last time he had talked with God? This morning. Sunday morning. Before he went to church. C'mon. When was the last time he had REALLY talked to God? The last time was during the camp...

That's how it always was. God appeared during camps. God wouldn't appear during normal church. God never did show up. It was simple enough. Just go to your service, and listen. Smile.

Didn't matter if he hadn't really talked to God. Could catch up next year during camp anyway.

That was how he had lived the last few years anyway. Every year he came before God, tears running down cheeks. Once a year. Or when he attended two camps, twice a year.

A disturbing thought jolted him. What would happen after he grew out of camps? Then how on earth would he still be able to FEEL God? After all, it was all about FEELING God and His power. FEELING God was... cool.

What would happen after he grew out of these camps?

Why, yes. Join an adult camp of course.

With that his mind was set at ease. But something still tugged at his heart.

Talk with God now?

Ah, some other day, God.

LAN was more important for now. What did that verse say? Right. God wants us to be happy. Yeah. Which part of the bible... hmmmmmm. Ah. Didn't matter. Maybe it wasn't in the bible. But it made perfect sense. God wants us to be happy.

God wants us to be happy. God is happy when we are happy.


Friday, December 22, 2006


Sec. 4 class reunion on Wednesday night.


Been looking for a job.

Called a toy shop for a job as shop assistant. Person was extremely harried. Hours are 12 a day, inclusive of Saturday and Sunday. Person didn't want to discuss pay and wanted to arrange an interview immediately.

No thank you.

Then called for another ad. This time even worse. Didn't tell me anything, except that they were selling electronics and space equipment (Must be some inter-galactic peace enforcement organization? Well, either that or an inter-galactic mercantile organization. Or worst, an inter-galactic TERRORIST organization!!!). Said he wasn't at liberty to discuss pay. Wanted to arrange interview. (Must have been because he could erase my memory if I didn't want the job after all.)

No thank you.

Called one for horse-keeping. More to find out what the job was about than anything. Left a number. Person still hasn't called me back yet. Wonder if they've found a person. Imagine the horse poop piling up without a horse-keeper? Great big mountains of horse poop and rivers of... well I'll spare you the agony.

Sent out an enquiry for lifeguard at Wild Wild Wet. No response yet. Perhaps I'll send another enquiry.

Applied for relief teaching. Went back to school to speak to a few teachers. This one has a bit more hope than the rest. Have got referrals, unlike most of the other applicants.

Enquired about a freelance camp instructor job. Still trying to arrange for an interview.

Also asked about a freelance story-writer job for a kid's magazine. Ended off with something like:"And least importantly, how many peanuts do you pay? (Just kidding)".

Realised that I'm entirely unused to the odd feeling of doing nothing. Can't exactly sit at home and do nothing. Feels frustrating. So at least now that I'm looking for a job, it's better.

Went with Caleb Lim to pick up some guitar supplies at Bras Basah and Peninsular today. Got a guitar tuner at S$18, and a few picks. Cheapest I could find. Took a look at newly renovated St. Andrew's Cathedral. Quite nice.

Praying for ministry in NS. That people turn to God there. Will see.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006


Thought I'd post a few picts I took at prom.

Hazel's like that only once in a few thousand years. So I am privileged to be alive today to witness this historical event.

Class guys and girls.

Andrew and Wen Jie. Buddies all the way from Montfort days.


Sunday, December 10, 2006


Childrens' Camp was awesome.

I've never been to a camp where the camp theme was so nicely brought out. Thank you Lord.

Received so much. God spoke rather clearly. I cried out to God so much.

Tiring too. So prob will not write a detailed account.

But all that's important is that Lord Jesus, you were so, so wonderful. Thank you, thank you, thank you. In the words of Enos, I just love you lah Lord.

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Childrens' Camp

It approaches.

And I pray.

That the impact of this camp extends far beyond the camp itself.

If not we'd be making the mistake of the King of Aram's officials. Who said that our God is a "God of the hills and not the plains".

A little abstract. But I trust you'll understand.