Expectations - a double edged sword.
We expect others to give their minutes, but often we dont do the same for them. We expect and are often disappointed. We experienced disappointment. But why are we doing the same to others?
How can we be a salt and light when we cant even spare a few minutes of our time to something seemingly trival to us, yet of upmost importance to the other?
How do we show the world we care about their lives, when we are not willing to give a few minutes of our time and effort?
How do we love, when we dont give?
How do we preach, when we dont practice?
How do we serve, when we dont sacrifice?
How do we light up, when we dont burn?
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Expectations ......disappointments......
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008
So you would come
Father, you see my thoughts, my tears, my fears. Lord, take them and make me whole.
Before the world began
You were on His mind
And every tear you cry
Is precious in His eyes
Because of His great love
He gave His only Son
Everything was done
So you would come
Nothing you can do
Could make Him love you more
And nothing that you've done
Could make Him close the door
Because of His great love
He gave His only Son
Everything was done
So you would come
Come to the Father
Though your gift is small
Broken hearts, broken lives
He will take them all
The power of the Word
The power of His blood
Everything was done
So you would come
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Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Home?
I was in Cambodia for the past 2 weeks ......lots memories, lots thoughts. It felt strange seeing the familiar sights, recalling the familiar faces, smelling the familiar smells, touching the familiar hands, hearing the familiar language.
It felt so surreal - almost like i was in a movie. I went with the intention to take lots photos....to capture moments, places that i did not have the opportunity to do so before i left abruptly a year ago. But i just couldnt. I only took a few. Afterall, how often do we take photos of places in Singapore - a place we call home.
Denial? perhaps. but this time i held back my tears.
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