Thursday, April 26, 2007
People had been asking me to blog but seriously, I am feeling a writer’s un-itch. It’s the nemesis of a writer, the blankness that you feel when nothing comes out and all the words seemed wrong. It’s easy to put across a series of alphabets but it can be done almost emotionlessly with the finesse of a polished writer. But the feeler in me refused to do that. I guess that’s the way God made me. I must feel the writing.
Writing has been such a big part of my life. I scribbled and daydreamed of plots and scripts in my head in class when I was a student (opps) and I love buying notebooks and journals to satisfy my fetish. With all the blogs nowadays, it makes writing simpler, convenient and I wonder why teachers are complaining that their students don’t write. Just look at all the blogs!
Anyway, back to the topic of blogging, someone asked me why people blog. We are so scared that people will stumble on our blogs and find out about our hidden feelings and yet we publish it on the world wide web. Is it an irony?
Well…I blog. And I can understand why I do so. I blog because it’s an outlet for me to express and I blog because I want to share how I feel. It’s really as simple as that. And why is blogging so popular? Well…I believe that we all have a need to be known for who we are and we have a need to be heard.
Think about it. As a baby, the first thing we do is to cry. We cry because we have a need and we cry because we want to be heard so that our need will be satisfied. That’s the most primitive, basic, straightforward part of our lives. As we grow older, we put on facades, fake personas, adopt an image and we stop being ourselves and start presenting ourselves as we want it. Some of us even hide our true selves to be someone that we are not. But, in moments of aloneness and when we face the mirror, we know who we really are. And in blogs, this need for attention comes out strongly.
Of course, to under gird all the above, some people do use blogs to present yet another façade or even use it as a tool to criticize. I’m not saying that you cannot be honest in your blog but remember that whatever you say will be permanently etched on people’s minds. And sometimes, the beauty in writing or living lies in what remains unspoken.
I always have this belief. The most talented person in the world is God. Really. So I’ve always thought that God is the most talented writer. Just look at how He chose to communicate. Through the Bible. In fact, God is the most avid blogger. He even published His journal on the world wide web and in different languages. And I believe that God in all His almighty ways had a need too. A need to be known by us and through His word, He is crying out for our attention.
Like Mary in the secret garden, let’s walk through the weeds, pry open the stubble, rub away the clingy moss and reached out for a door that has never been latched. The secret journal is no longer secret and the best writer is waiting to share His thoughts for you.
Lee min
5:34 PM
(SALVATION)
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
It was late as i, cinderella got home just before 12. I had a late night at work, and coming home was really such a blessing and such a relief.
I opened the door quietly and slipped off my shoes quickly and made my way to the kitchen. I didn't switch on the living room lights because sometimes the lights wake up my mom who sleeps with her room door slightly a jar for ventilation.
Tired from the day, and wanting to get into bed, i looked around for my towel(of course being such a clean freak, i just HAD to bathe before sleeping. Tsk tsk.) But i just couldn't find it anywhere. "Rats" i thought. it must be in my room, by then the kitchen light was on, and suddenly i caught sight of something on top of the wall.
now what ever was that thing. It looked so surreal curved up like that. HRmm... now wait at minute... it looks cold and very much like a.. a... LIZARD!!!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Have i ever told you all how much i absolutely HATE lizards?! they give me the creeps. THose cold sinister eyes that seem to taunt me every time i see them on the wall. They seem to tell me "heh heh heh, i know you're scared of me. i'm 'here to scare the living day lights out of you." And there's just this cold clammy look to them *shudder* and now there was one standing in the way between me and my room. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mustering up all the courage i could, i ran, no wait, i sprinted, no WAIT, i FLEW under that beam and FLEW out again. YUCK YUCK YUCK! The thought of the lizard above me was horrrrriiiibbbllllllleee.. but i did it and by the time i bathed and came back out, it was gone. Phew. But still the lizard came back to haunt me.
In my dreams i dreamt it grew BIG AND FAT but thank God my dad was around, so he caught it for me! (: So there's a happy ending! but i have no idea where that real lizard went to. I'm hoping it just ran back into my brother's room. *shudder* but yes, i can't believe i actually took a picture of it.
Yuck. Boys, eat your heart out. Girls, skip the pictures. The next blog post i'm doing will have better pictures. PRomise. (:
all things bright and beautiful the Lord God made them all. but lizards?! aiyoh... ;)
Raine
2:02 PM
(SALVATION)
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Yesterday, i switched on the computer at work and signed into msn as usual. My eyes however caught something a little more unusual.
The headline read something like "33 killed in school shoot out". The worst school shoot out ever in American history had just taken place yesterday.
A young man went into a campus area and without warning shot and killed 32 other people and finally turned the gun upon himself. Just like that. 33 lives snuffed out without warning. And just like that heaps and piles of questions thrown into the air. Families of those who were killed are grieving for their huge loss. Many who died were students. Young, full of life, full of ambition. They could've been the leaders of tomorrow, but yet, in one moment, all that was gone with the squeezing of a trigger.
I guess more than anything guys, this really reminds me that life is so fleeting. Non of those who died knew that they were going to die that morning. Just imagine, you wake up, your last words to your mom before leaving the car may even just be a grunt. Like how parents love to tell you to have a good day and that they love you, and you just say "yeah yeah yeah." and slip out of the car quickly. And you head to class and sit beside the person whom you've always sat next to. And all of a sudden you hear screams and all of sudden before you can react, you see someone pointing something and you, and then suddenly...
How fleeting life is. The bible says that our lives are but a breath. How fleeting that is. How quickly and within the blink of an eye, so many things could happen.
More than anything friends, may we learn to treasure out lives, and the relationships around us.
More than anything may we begin to sense the urgency of the hour and tell our friends of a hope that is alive in our hearts. About a God who hears them when they cry themselves to sleep.
May we open our eyes to see, that there are people who are hurting all around us, and sometimes, we need to take the first step to reach out our hand.
Raine
9:53 AM
(SALVATION)
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Ladies and gentlemen~
Here are the teams that took away our top prizes for SPOT ON~!
3rd Prize for Category 1 (13 - 16yrs old)
3rd Prize for Category 2 (17yrs old and above)
2nd Prize for Category 1 (13 - 16yrs old)
2nd Prize for Category 2 (17yrs old and above)
Champion for Category 1 (13 - 16yrs old)
Champion for Category 2 (17yrs old and above)
As promised by the committee, it was fun, fun and fun~!
IGNYTE, stay tuned for more events coming your way~!
SPOT ON Committee
2:28 PM
(SALVATION)
