Archive for April, 2007

Idleness Rots Morality

The two tuition cancellations have driven me home
Just when I have arrived.
It’s a huge pity.

One circumstance I resent being stuck in is
Idleness.

Ever since I have tasted the thrill of
Converting my value (educational +emotional quotient) and
Time
To hard cash,
Its difficult to stomach time wastage nowadays -
Unless it is spent with
People (they’re the best investment)

In class,
I was reminded how idleness breed humanity’s inclination to vice.
Idleness is equivalent to
Unemployment.
In any country where the unemployment rate is low,
Crime rate soars.
I find that so true to our personal-government.

When our gifts and talents are left alone for too long
It’s like still water that breeds mosquitoes
And long enough later,
Dengue and malaria hit your neighbourhood
People actually suffer our ignorance of using our capabilities.


Play is downright fun.
But overrated fun isn’t fun at all
When we miss out on the exhilaration and fulfillment
Of what good people could have enjoyed
Of what good we can enjoy
When we choose to
Simply use what we have
And give what we can
Only then
What we have can be multiplied

Excellence Of Character

Talents, intellect, and gifts
May be impressive

But they’re just the toppings on your ice cream.

Without a strong base
Jack of all trades,
Masters of all skills,
All will end up like Humpty Dumpty
Who toppled from the wall
And crashed into the ground

Smashing his life into useless smithereens

When I Am Weak, You Are Strong


Dear readers,
I am so sorry for my unwanted leave past two days.

I was hospitalized dawn of Wednesday
For a stomach viral infection
Was throwing up every fifteen minutes
It was too much that I thought I was gonna puke my stomach out.

I slept so much Thursday didn’t seem to exist at all.

But here I am,
Still a little down (physically)
But not out.

Today’s meeting was phenomenal,
Honestly,
I didn’t think I could hold it
Because I couldn’t even sit up before the meeting

But faithful is he.

I was weak,
Weaker than I have ever felt
But he was mighty strong

It was refreshing
To see all the girls and guys
Swarming into the house
My voice was croaky
But their enthusiasm overpowered all.

Felicia, Kelly and Munteng
Made a get-well card to cheer me up
Thank you girls!
Your love perked me up loads.

The rest prayed for me after the meeting

It’s all worthwhile.

I visualize
I dream
I imagine
I believe
I confess
I rehearse
I act on it
I receive

Thank you for giving me
The key to your world
Where all things are possible
Where there’s nothing you cannot do
Where I find my
Future
And my
Hope

What Is Man That You Exalt Him?

What is man

That you should exalt him,

That you should
Set your heart on him.

That you should
Visit him every morning

And test him every moment?

Mid-year examinations are nearing.
Exams, exams.
Many cringe at the mention of its name.

It sounds ironic
We are loved unconditionally
We are also ‘tested every moment’
Why should we be?
Why must we be tested?

Why does he want to test us?

We will always be in primary school
Until we decide
To take the primary school leaving examination
We will always be in secondary school
Until we decide
To sit for the ordinary level examination

We cannot move on
If we are not tested

Every promotion
Comes after passing
A test
An examination

We are fallible
We are forgetful
We are unpredictable

It is difficult
To keep clean
When we live amidst mess
When our environment
Isn’t perfect

But we can go through all
With our examiner
Who is much more than a judge
But our first love
Our faithful promise maker

Welcome
Exams of any kind
Welcome
All the tests in the world

I embrace you
With a future
And a hope

I focus on my
Higher ground
My greater life
So that I can make proud
My faithful morning visitor
My beginning
My end
My forever

Talking Excess To Ourselves

We shut the mouths of our enemies
Sometimes
We need to remember
To shut our own
When it gets out of control

What’s the point of asking
So many questions
To yourself
When you don’t know the answer?

Who can give us
The right reply
When we spread
Our emotions so naked
Before mere human
Like ourselves?

Some of us
Begin our day with
Our words,
Or the world’s
And
End our day with
Our words
Or the world’s.

If you want things to change,
First
Decide who
You allow
To have the
First
And the
Last
Say
Of your day.

Let Beginning and End
Be your
Beginning and End

Then you will see
How different life can be
When you let his words
Have the final say.
When you let his voice
Reign over
The lions,
And most of all,
Yours.

Shutting The Mouth Of The Lion

Occasionally,
We need to turn around
And shut his mouth up

When we progress
The villain would pay you a visit
To drop a few stings
And maybe sprinkle his toxin in your territory

They’re like flies
So hard to capture
Like disease swarming around your name

Seize him
Shout down his throat
Shake him up
And render him into a pulp of jelly

If there’s anyone to wallop
Whip the daylights out of him

Show him who you are
Who you belong to
Who is your father
What are you are made of
Where did you come from
And
Where you are heading

Slap him around
And bind his lips

His words are like
A waterfall of vomit
That falls to our ground
And vanish

They are nothing
Nothing at all!

The authority given to you
Reigns over
His entire audacity

His words will not wreck
You
Or
This family.

If you stand up
If you speak
Shred his plans
And break him weak

We triumph
Over him and his fools

For who can touch
Those who belong
To Almighty?

I Love Your House








These are tremendous times
When the pressure is increasing
The steam is whistling
The waste is surfacing
And the vessel is detoxifying

The toxins show up
Only when pressure is present

From the left to the right
Above and beneath
It’s expanding
Lengthening
Enlarging

Open the windows of heaven
And let this storehouse
Be filled
To the overflowing

When we are growing,
Upgrading,
Going to the next level,
Challenges tougher than before
Will come

I welcome them
With arms opened
Because I know
Now is the time
To step up
Grow up
And be a greater
Overcomer

Break Free From Time




I miss sleep nowadays
It’s impossible to freeze time
As much as I’d like to
It’s fleeting
It’s untouchable

This morning, I had one of the best lectures this week.
I was reminded besides the Earth,
We have an exclusive access
To the most supreme nation

There stands the Alpha and Omega
Beginning and the End
Time is in his hands

It is a massive library of all the solutions in
Past
Present
and
Future

It bears
All the miracles
The cure to every disease
The strength to every weakness
The warmth to every coldness
The substance to every emptiness

In the natural
We are enclosed
Within the gates of time
When you look ahead
You see nothing
But a blanket of the unknown

In this special space
No limits stand in the way
The future is fixed from where
Omega stands
Only he can see it
Because he looks from a higher perspective
He sees everything from
End to beginning

I have chosen to walk towards
Omega
Because at the end
When the time is up
I want to land up
At where he stands
Being who I really am

Your Book’s Author

Who is writing your book today?
Who have you allowed to frame your world this day?

What content does the book bear nowadays?

Sometimes we fear for a pitiful end when our stories have changed its content,
From good to bad.
We worry what if we fall out
What if we betray
What if we lose it

We think we are books
That don’t have a will
To open its face toward the authors who come their way

Contrary to books
We own a precious will
We possess the ability to make our choices
And to govern our hearts and minds

How your book ends
Does not lie on what may come

How it ends
Is in your hands
In your mind
In your heart

When you choose to stand on the right ending,
You will brave through time and the world
You will guard your book with all your might
And not let one villian alter a word

But completely surrender
And savour
Every good word
The Writer carve
In the new book he has edited,
Which he yearns to publish in multiplications

To make you his delight
And his boast.

You Are Never Too Small


SOT has been exhilarating these two days.
I truly enjoy stepping back into a lifestyle of waking early and walking out of my house for a purpose.
It shall be four and a half months of rising with the Sun, clocking-in before or punctually at 845am,
soaking myself in the most precious presence in the world,
get down to serious celestial business meetings in a realm where
all things are possible,
eating and revelling food that feeds me beyond flesh and bones,
tick-tacking away at the laptop, to capture and keep every word taught,
loving and caring for one another in between lessons,
and grilling through sessions of serious assignments and study,
tutoring my Korean students and beloved Bryan,
spending time with the renowned, and dearest bunch of youths

It’s a daily medley but I am savouring every moment of it!
This is Momentum.
It’s joyful busyness.
Stretching your capacity,
Enlarging yourself to encourage, educate and empower more people.
Then fruits are born in people’s lives, because you choose to sow in the land of their lives.
Lives improve and transform.
The face of the earth shines brighter through these new vessels.
When you participate in society, you reproduce the good of yourself.
You end up feeding your soul, and receiving more than you give.

It’s a bliss to ebb and flow in his current.
It’s electrifying to surrender your all,
And watch wonders unfold
When his feet becomes yours as you go to places
When his eyes becomes yours as you face all types of circumstances
When his tongue and lips become yours as you speak and calm storms, move mountains, lift souls and melt hearts
When his hands become yours as you multiply and heal everything you touch.

It’s not about how little you have
Or how small you are.

The matter belongs to:
Do you want this or not?

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