Temporary

Temporary.

Things have been moving so fast and it seems like everything is temporary. All the busy-ness, quietness, sadness, happiness, playfulness, frustrations came to past so fast that I can hardly keep track. In moments of sadness, I tell myself it is temporal. When I am in a state of elation, I wonder how long it will last.

I have just been thinking that 'Temporary' is such a harsh word. It brushes off every mood and emotion that one should discover in the moment itself. It says 'whatever goes' and struts on in life with a defeated spirit. It says 'come what may' in a defiant tone. And beneath the facade lies a heart harden to the core like a stone.

2 Corinthians 4:16-18
Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.

Many times I miss out the first sentence: therefore do not lose heart. I think the best way is to count my blessings before I start another module of studies. That way, I wouldn't lose focus and get discouraged by things that are happening around me.

Ahh...my little thoughts again.

On another note, last week, a team of us went with Pastor John to FCC in BM to minister and to have fellowship with their church. It was a pretty small church, similar to GCC, my church in SP, family-based and the people were very warm. The amazing thing was that I met Pr. KA's brother there and I was wondering why he looked like the Ngs in my church back in Penang. It is a small world indeed! We had a great time of ministry.

I loved the song the worship leader sang that day. The title was 'yun shang tai yang'. If I did not interpret wrongly, it meant behind every cloud there is a silver lining.

云 上 太 阳

无 论 是 住 在 美 丽 的 高 山
wu lun shi zhu zai mei li de gao shan
或 是 躺 卧 在 阴 暗 的 幽 谷
huo shi tang wo zai yin an de you gu
当 你 抬 起 头 你 将 会 发 现
dang ni tai qi tou ni jiang hui fa xian
主 已 为 你 我 而 预 备
zhu yi wei ni wo er yu bei

云 上 太 阳 它 总 不 改 变
yun shang tai yang ta zong bu gai bian
虽 然 小 雨 洒 在 脸 上
sui ran xiao yu sa zai lian shang
云 上 太 阳 它 总 不 改 变
yun shang tai yang ta zong bu gai bian
哈 ～ 它 不 改 变
ha ta bu gai bian


Zhu yi wei ni wo er yu bei. Please remind me everyday Lord; that I am living for You!

RUSHING

There's been a crazy load of rush.

Rushing to read up for the next clinical procedure,
Rushing to fill up the appointments for patients,
Rushing to hand in assignments.
Rushing to finish up lab work.
Rushing to do mock preparations.
Rushing to sign folders.
Rushing to get patients assigned.
Rushing to read this, rushing to read that.

Just when you thought you are done, another load piles up or the cycle starts all over again.

It has been a good week for my family to steal some time off to visit HK for a family trip. Everyone had to make time for this trip as all of us are somehow busy with schedules and datelines. So it didn't really sink in that we were going on a holiday until I boarded the plane. Even so, there were 101 things running my mind, reminding myself the list of things-to-do when I get back.

Proverbs 4:23 written on sand in Golden Beach.

All in all it was a good trip. One word to sum up HK - BUSY. Amidst the buzzing city life; we managed to capture a few heart warming experiences with local HK people. A little girl by the name of Lam Lam. We met her on the bus on the way out from Gold Coast to Tsuen Wan MTR St. She boarded the bus with her mum and baby brother. We gave up our seats so they didn't need to stand. At first she was rather shy, then I started making weird faces at her - and she imitated me! =) Unexpectedly she tugged my sleeves and asked..(in cantonese)

LL: Nei cho le..(please sit)
I: It's alright. You just sit with your mum..

We boarded the same MTR and she came up to me again.

I: What's your name? LL: Ngo hai Lam Lam ah. I: How old are you? LL: Ngo sei sui. Ngo hai Yuen Long lok. Nei hai bin dou lok? (I'm 4 years old. I'm alighting at Yuen Long St. Which st. are you going to?) I: I'm going down later than you. (noticing her badly decayed upper anterior teeth..I asked.. - a typical dental student's question) Hey, how many times do you brush your teeth a day? LL: Once a day. =D
We managed to chat a little longer and she had to leave. She bid me goodbye and left. What she didn't know was that - she made my day.

Many questions came to mind that day:
How many of these conversations are held in a day?
Do all four year olds converse with such intelligence and concern?

As I observe a few more schooling kids alight and board the MTR, I came to realise that it is an entirely different culture altogether. Maybe it was because I was a born and bred Penangite through and through and have never really been to a metropolitan city other than Singapore. I realise how blessed it was to have dad and mum send us everywhere in a car. Some may call us spoilt brats - but I truly believe these were the precious few moments that worked immense wonders in drawing us closer to our parents.

I remember relating to my parents about my day in school - and if I was tired, they would like to know why. They used to wait for me and send me to a myriad of tuitions/piano/church activities - a rather routine schedule for them. Come to think about it: they really made it a point and make time to send and pick us wherever we went, however busy they were. I guess, deep down inside us kids, these are the little things that accumulate and assure us of our parents love for us. Through these few minutes too that I've learnt to listen to their day at work, views on politics, current issues - their concerns.

Ah..my little thoughts.

One more thing...

Naw, who taught that kid to brush only once a day? =P

It may be raining..

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She'll beat you if she's able.
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table.
But you only want the ones
That you can't get.

It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you.

Lyrics from Desperado - Juwita Suwito (org; the Eagles)

When something's wrong with the Right...

Rotator Cuff Injuries - Rotator Cuff muscles (Subscapularis, Supraspinatus, Infraspinatus and Teres Minor) are small muscles situated around the shoulder joint, which can become damaged during the stresses of Badminton.I'm feeling so frustrated over my injured hand. How I wish I am ambidextrous.

I can't play badminton! No sports for me. =( I can't play both piano and guitar for long. I can't write. I can't carry the baby nieces and nephews. I can't operate long for clinics. I can't do extraction - if it prolongs til next week. I just realised how much my right hand meant to me.

Everything's wrong when my right isn't functioning.

Sigh.

I miss sports!! =(

PoStCaRds..

it's Raya hols. I've received 3 postcards from Jenna! =) Feels so good to be remembered all the way through her hols - DC, NYC and HK! Aunty Wai Cheng passed me a souvenir which Jenna got for me from SZ. It's a blue scarf. THANKS!! I'm even more determined now to visit her in US..of course, after I start earning my own money.

Through the weekend, I've attended Brother Edwin's and Joy's wedding in SP. My first time attending a wedding with my coursemates. Makes me wonder when's the next time we will do that again - definitely someone from within our own course. Maybe our seniors who just left us will start inviting us for wedding soon. Really soon.

On stage..see those joyful grins on the bride and bridegroom's faces. And so we teased Edwin being the most JOY-ful man from then on. Ah..;)

Aunty Lydia, the most motherly and kind lady in church. And on that day, she was the most JOY-ful mother of all. =D

Amongst the line-up of programmes for the wedding dinner was Pastor John and his band performance. They sang some oldies; Can't help falling in love, Getaran Jiwa by P.Ramlee. Apparently none of those from my table knows this P.Ramlee song! I'm very surprised because it is the most popular malay song choice for singing competition during BM Week in secondary school.

Aunty Esther, Pastor John's wife related her love story to us in a ten-minute summary. When they first met, Pastor John asked for her favourite song and played it on guitar right away. That night itself, Aunty Esther waved to us as a signal when the Pastor started singing it on stage. We had such a good time cheering, teasing and laughing that night. Gerv said she could imagine someone singing her her favourite song in future. I wish I could too. :)

Bone of my bones, flesh of my flesh..

*WEDDING BELLS*....*chime chime*.

There's a strange happiness tingling in the air..

For I have two good news to share..

I have TWO koh kohs getting married soon! =D This calls for celebration..



OON-EE koko and SHU YI (Tan) cheche.
Quote Oon-Ee koko: "Hey, Tans are special okay.."


WILLY AND YEAN YEAN.
Quote Willy: "I was asking Yean..when should I propose..she said - NOW."

I'm truly overwhelmed by God's goodness. God is great!
Mark 10:9
What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder.

It's August!

It's August!

I've made up my mind to maybe start blogging again. Maybe. Can't promise to be too consistent in that. But oh well.

It's the 3rd week of my holidays. My last ever End-of-Semester break. After this will be a HELLO-FIFTH-YEAR schedule.

Meanwhile, I shall indulge myself with rests, rests and more rests. As LP puts it, 'enjoy yourself even though it's just rotting at home'.

I would like to blog about a good samaritan that made my day last week. (erhmm...so formal..LOL) Sam and I were intrigue by the idea of having some pancakes along Burma Road that we decided to give it a try. It wasn't just any pancake. It was THE pancake outside Union Primary School. This friendly uncle kindly informed us beforehand that there are SEVENTY pieces before our order. Somehow we thought we'd wait.

While waiting, he entertained us with his story of his success. That he wouldn't compromise even if people begged to give them a tiny a order of ten pieces first. His customers would state their time of arrival to pick up their pancakes.

Example:

70 pieces - 12pm.
50 pieces - 12.15pm

He writes these orders in his POST-IT notes stuck onto his stall. When asked about the average amount of orders he gets per day; he beamed with pride and whispered, "That's my secret."

Anyhow, we waited for half an hour but there was still a long way to go before our turn came. When we decided to leave without our orders, a good samaritan who ordered 50 pieces before us told us that we can have 20 pieces from his share. Sam and I blinked - and I thought I could cry because of his kindness (not because of the desperation for pancakes).

It is such a joy to witness some kindness.

If everyone should be this kind and loving to one another; this world will be a much better place to live in - as how God intended it.

God saw all that he had made and it was VERY GOOD. - Genesis 1:31.

Go out and make someone's day!