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Can't believe how 1st year of Bible College has passed so quickly. I'm still amazed that God has made this possible for me.

2019/2020 Cohort 

First class of the week

Year 2 starts of with a week long intensive week. Not having to travel to and fro from home helps especially with work equally demanding. The extra sleep is a plus point and it's great not needing to navigate through the crazy KL traffic.

Today especially has been a bummer day. My shoe gave way in the morning and I had to go to my car and change them. This was a blessing in disguise as I would otherwise not know that the sheltered parking was dripping water that contained rust on my car windscreen. (horror of horrors) but yes, still bump over the rust stains on my car windscreen which I can only get it off probably over the weekend and I hope it does come off.


Stained glass 

Then I injured my foot not sure if I sprained it or its a muscle pull and had to limp around in office... and it didn't help that I was late for class (again... But even later today) and arrived just after worship ended.

And what more, the 104th Archbishop of Canterbury sat next to me the whole of class time and was eager to be my discussion partner... How nerve wrecking...but awesome!!! More like he was giving me private tuition since I don't have any valuable information to bring to the table. He's so humble and really inspiring. He talks about God with a sparkle in his eyes. 
With Dr Rowan Williams, 104th Archbishop of Canterbury 

Interestingly, while walking back to YWCA, I realised I'm not limping anymore. Thank God for that! :)

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It is easy to serve without really caring. Sometimes it is a struggle to make sure that when I serve, it comes from the heart and not a chore / duty. There is no antidote to this except to look at the one who is LOVE. 

I'm amazed that even when I feel so inadequate and unprepared, He shows up! Many a times, I believe He shows up because He loves them and will use whatever vessel to minister to His people. 

Playing 'Follow the leader'

Listening attentively because they have been bribed. There is nothing 'Milo' cannot do. hahaha... 


Now that they have been Spiritually fed, it's time to fuel up!


'Nenek' has seen the heydays of the Kampung. The state of the church today is a far cry from what it used to be. She shared 3 dreams that she had the past few months and I am believing that the 'pengantin' will come for His church once again. 
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Interlude - a short period when a situation or activity is different from what comes before and after it

The word wait is an unpopular word in my vocabulary list. Whenever I am told to wait, everything inside of me will look for ways to quicken the process. That feeling heightens when I already have a plan in mind and I am eager to execute it. When I have a lunch appointment and my boss is engaged in a discussion but I need to get the document approve before lunch. My brain thinks of 101 ways to get my boss to sign off the document so that I can go off for lunch. And traffic lights, it always seems as if they just know when you are rushing and flash the red light to keep you waiting. 

There are many other times when I have been asked to wait and trust me these moments of 'waiting' seems forever. If I have a choice, I will choose 'go' rather than 'wait'. But yet the ways of God seems to be the opposite. The Bible is filled with verses on 'wait'. 'Wait on the Lord', 'Wait for the coming of the Lord', 'Wait for the harvest', 'Wait for the vision to be fulfilled'etc. 

The season of waiting is like an Interlude. It is a short period (often time it feels like a long period... too long), that is in between from what comes before and after it. And just like watching musicals or watching the orchestra, the show has been good. I've been enjoying the performance and I dread it when the house lights come on for an intermission. I want the show to go on. I fidget around. I squirm in my seat. I stare at the time hoping it moves faster. I feel restless but however long that the intermission is, the show will resume and the moment the house lights are turn off, my restlessness during the intermission is forgotten. But the question remains , why must there be an intermission? 

The problem stems in my perspective. I look at the period of intermission from the perspective of an audience. I'm sitting in the audience and  enjoying the performance. The intermission is seen as a disruption but if I look at the intermission from the players / the actors, the intermission will be a period that I welcome. It is a time to rest. A time to re-look at the notes that I need to play after the intermission or perhaps the lines that I need to sing out. I enjoy the time on the stage entertaining the crowd but I also know how important the time of intermission is, it gives me the break so that I can advance further. And once the intermission is over, it is show time! 

So now.... when is show time! but meanwhile, perhaps I need to take a pause and re-look at my lines.. 


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C. H. Spurgeon
"Prayer is never more real and accepted than when it rises out of the worst places."

It's not a one time cry. It's continuous. Psalm 130:1 I have cried in the past, and still cry.


And what a wonderful promise, God not only hears; He listens.

Alexander Maclaren

  • " If out of the depths we cry, we shall cry ourselves out of the depths."


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