La Musique

Friday, January 30, 2009


Jesus You are my Lord - Unknown Artist

1:04 AM

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

A Happy Day :)

Today was one of the Happiest Days of NIU Year
(all the lame puns haha)

I got to spend time with YL, L, J, H, C, WX and S! We got to eat crab and see L's baby photos! Which most of them don't look like her anyway. :p And feed S, who is utterly adorable! L's mother and sister are funny; She is blessed with such a wonderful family! It was a precious time of fellowship that I will look back on with much fondness and longing. Such days will be few and rare in times to come...

Note to self:
Must read L's secret notebook...when she lets me..which is never haha
Need to steal more hugs from YL. Cannot let the koala bears beat me!

11:47 PM

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

YI LING can you PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
not leave!

I know I'm not supposed to say these kind of things like a week before you leave, but I really cannot stand the thought of losing another sister so quickly! What will YZ be without you? What would our DG be without you??? I can't imagine it!

You can always hug me instead of the koala bears!!! I promise to hug back!!! Why am I talking so irrationally? What am I going to do during As??? How am I going to pass econs? Or maths! I don't think I can lead BS without you to tie up all the loose ends and link the stuff! Who am I going to hug when you're not around? I'm going to miss you like Eeyore without Pooh bear.

And I can't even see you off. Can I cry?
I'm losing everyone around me.
...
EDITED: Sorry!!! Hug lots of Koala bears over there kay. We'll visit you soon! It's an opportunity God has opened up for you and I'm sure He has a reason or a particular purpose He wants you to accomplish over there. God works for the good of those who love Him. Love you too! Don't you forget it! :)

10:17 PM

Whoever coined the phrase "Loving is hurting." was right in every sense of love. Mimosa, Vera. Remember how they shrivel to touch.
I promise not to fall in love again.
You can count on it.

Edited: Okay sorry dear God, I'm being stupid.
Teach me how to love again. :)
Without expecting anything in return.

9:22 PM

Monday, January 26, 2009

My dream told me this, seriously, I've never had my dreams talk to me before:

Relationships are not based on physical intimacy, not hugs or kisses,
but on the touching of souls within oneself.

It was weird.
Such as weird dream.
Vera please heed its words.
Eeyores galore.

10:09 AM

Sunday, January 25, 2009

I played Look at the World for service today!!!
The song was beautiful... but I think I didn't play it too beautifully...
Press key down no sound.. irregular rhythm... sigh...
But God will make everything beautiful in His time...
Please make my piano-playing more beautiful for You (:

11:45 PM

Six hours on a Sunday isn't enough for me to talk, hug, hold everyone I love.
Failed yet once again...

6:42 PM

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Dear Father,

I'm really scared. You probably know how much more scared I am than I dare to let on. I think it's the fear of uncertainty, of challenges, of trials of faith that I know will definitely meet me this year. I'm frightened of As. I'm terrified of my grade 8 piano practical and theory exam. I'm hesitant about my ability to guide four young lives to Your purpose. I doubt my skill as a pianist for you. I'm apprehensive about the time I can devote to support singing, children's choir, kindergarten and puppeting. I am so so anxious about leading the PEG group in Hwachong. I really wish I was a better testimony to Your love and grace in my life to my classmates in 08A13. Dear God, I really am so silly.

So silly to forget that You promised that You would never leave me or forsake me.
That You told me not to be afraid, and I still am.
That You are my Shepherd, but I am a stubborn sheep.
That the harvest is plentiful, but I'm not a courageous worker.
That I am to put my hope in You, yet I still feel so hopeless at times.
That I can cast all my anxiety on You because You care for me, but I still shoulder my burdens.
That Jesus has already ran the race and won it for me, but I'm worried about my lack of stamina.
That You have not given me a spirit of fear, but of power & of love & of a sound mind.
That I try to lean on my own understanding when You told me to trust in You with all my heart.
That You are my refuge and strength, an ever present help in trouble.
That even as I grow tired and weary, and stumble and fall,
I am to put my hope in You and my strength is renewed.
That You are love, and sometimes I do not love enough.

I thank You that I am a child of Yours, and that I can go to You any time, and that You are always with me. Thank You also for the people you have put beside me, around me, encouraging me, teaching me, loving me. Thank You for all Your promises, because only You can keep them. Thank You for giving me trials, it is an honour to go through them and be weary for You! Thank You for putting me in a non-Christian environment, that I have so many opportunities to share about Your word. Thank You for You Lord,
the AWESOME ALMIGHTY God,
who oddly enough,
loves me.
:)

In Jesus' most precious name I pray,
Amen

8:02 PM

Monday, January 12, 2009

Henry had been a page-boy at the wedding of his cousin, Prissy Polly, when she'd married Pimply Paul. Now they had a prissy, pimply baby, Vomiting Vera. Henry had met Vera once before. She'd thrown up all over him. Henry had hoped never to see her again until she was grown up and behind bars, but no such luck. He had to go and watch her be dunked in a vat of water, on the same day that Ralph was having a birthday party at Goo-Shooter World. Henry had been longing for ages to go to Goo-Shooter World. Today was his chance. His only chance. But no. Everything was ruined. 'Bleecccch,' vomited Vera.

~An excerpt from Horrid Henry's House of Horrors!~ hahahahaha

11:30 PM

Sunday, January 11, 2009

The donut was afraid of the tsunami.
A TSUNAMI WAS COMING!
It had to get to higher ground.
The speck of dust said it comes every fours years.
No, argued the EZ Link card, it comes every two years.
WHY must it come, screamed the Eeyore plushie from its small bottle that floats on the current. Or sinks. You can have my first child! A baby Eeyore pleasee.
The tsunami is very strong and virtually unstoppable, the Dumbo tape added helpfully from its corner.
In the Grip of Grace by Max Lucado says the donut is special. :)
It's sugar coating will probably sweeten the tsunami and cause it to recede.
The softtoy posing as a stressball tries to plant its bottom on Max Lucado.
L pictures comfort the donut by whispering they can get washed away together.
Koala bear from its perch asks the donut to clamber onto the Bible together!
It will be back home in Hug-koala land during the tsunami though...
If the donut survives the tsunami, it can visit Koala and hug more koalas together!
One more reason to persevere!
I will try to stop the tsunami! Is what a set of non-waterproof lipgloss claims.
The softtoy is still trying to sit on Max Lucado.
Donut is hopelessly lost.

HELPPPP.

8:40 PM

Thursday, January 8, 2009

My hand

I held a boy's hand today!!! It was the softest hand I've held, besides babies of course. I felt it was similar to holding a cushion, his skin was soft like velvet, and fit snugly into my palm. He was tripping down the stairs, and on a moment's impulse, I reached out to grasp his small hand to steady him. I held his hand gingerly, not fully enveloping it, but just the lightest of touches for him to lean on. Being sleepy, and needing it, he didn't pull away.

I was thinking back on the softness of the hand, and it struck me that maybe sometimes we are like the little boy in life, tripping and stumbling our way through, and we need God's hand to steady us. :) SYFC games tomorrow! I need to be a good gamemaster!

10:07 PM

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Have you heard of the Lycidaequ Honeviz? It is a small, green bud, possessing what may only be dimly termed petals at its tip. It's easy to miss, especially when it grows amongst the fungi and dark moss of the forest floor. Physicians have claimed for histories ago of its existence. None though, have ever seen it. It was discovered in the archaelogical writings of ruins long gone, of a tiny miraculous universal sovereign in the darkest of nature's secrets. Yet deer, rodents, and especially humans have trampled and extinguished it to near.. Some believe it does still survive, perhaps thrive, in a closeted aclove of paradise. I would like to think so too. To believe in the existence of something you do not see, you do not touch or hear about, but you want to place your faith in.

I think sometimes I feel alone. A little bit like the Lycidaequ Honeviz. I hope no one is trampling me on purpose.

9:51 PM