Love

There's nothing else greater than the love of Jesus!

:)

One day down

... and 6 more days to go!

Busy days, tight schedule ones.

I always pray in the toilet before I start to work in Bangsar every time. It's not really a conducive environment to do so, because there's no where else as quiet as the ladies :P Plus, God is everywhere *winks.

A generous customer gave me 2 angpaos, RM10 each, while I was busy serenading the piano at a restaurant in Bangsar. Thank You Jesus for Your favour is always with me. Man, I feel so pampered by Him tonight! :) [a copy-paste from my FB status *grins]

Changes

It's so difficult for me to adapt to changes.

Like a friend whom I know will be leaving college for a while, friends who left college without saying goodbye, and other friends who told me that they'll be leaving college and hope to see each other someday. The environment in college has changed much. I miss some of the moments I used to have with my friends.

Changes as simple as a new hair cut can make me feel a little uneasy. I always opt for the usual, not wanting to make a drastic change (yet!). Maybe I'm just not ready for stuffs like that.

But in some cases, I know that some changes are really good for me. I know that I've been pushed in a good way to come out from my Oh-So-Comfortable! shell where I'm nicely sleeping in it, so that God can use me to do the extraordinary and the Oh-No!-So-Impossible! becomes possible by His will, power and might. This one, is happening right now I must say. I like and it's challenging.

I realize that I'm a little late when it comes to digesting a new fact or a happening incident in an environment. I categorize them as under "changes" :]

"A new born baby!" Yes I know, and will only get excited maybe 2-3 days later once I stomach down the joy of it.

"Straight As for exams!" Yeah? And smile to myself maybe a week later when I apply for an application that requires my results or something.

"He likes you lah," Yeah? I think... We're just good friends.

Changes...

I guess the hardest part of change for me to digest is that when people I know well and I love especially, or people I only know them on the surface change due to the influence of the not so good company, or from the little but growing voice inside them that dictates them to do the unthinkable that causes any unpleasant outcome.

(I think my sentence above is too long :P But I'm so sleepy now to edit it hee hee.)

Ah wells, it's just a thought.

Roomie!

Now that my room is 'purple-ised' (mom and dad took time to paint my room), and my keyboard has been shifted into my room under my request, hoping that every morning when I wake up and see the keyboard first thing in the morning, I'll have the motivation to practice hee hee hee hee hee!

WAIT... !

I forgotten that I still have to fetch one joker to work at 7.45am from Monday-Friday.

:D

Why Music

I thought to myself today.

What if or when people ask me these questions :

"Why do you study music?"

"What will you do with your career?"

"Can earn money ah? How?"

Traveling back to my old memories wasn't that easy for me to recall the decisions I made that have led me to where I am right now.

It was these two simple questions I remember He had asked me 2-3 years ago.

"Do you love music?"

Yes!

"Do you love Me?"

Yes yes!

Somehow when I was 4, I love fetching (mom/dad drove, not me :] ) my sister from her music class. I love seeing all the music exercise books that had stickers with it. I love the sound of the piano. And somehow, I knew that one day I would be playing the piano and making music for the rest of my life. I kept pestering mom and dad to let me attend my sister's music class. They told me that I was too young to start. However, due to my 'perseverance', they finally agreed *grins.

When I turn 11, my sister actually taught me how to spread and roll on some simple I-VI-IV-V chords on the piano. For C Maj, it's CGCDE; for A-, it's AEABC and so on. The next thing I know, I was on the piano for Sunday service! I became the regular Sunday morning pianist, for camps, carolings and also church choir. And then I remember the feeling of letting the HS guide my playing when I became terrified to lead worshippers into worship.

My love for Him and music grew so rapidly whenever I play any P&W songs.

So...

"Why do you study music?"

"What will you do with your career?"

"Can earn money ah? How?"

It's because of my love for Him and He loves me.

Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be added unto you. Matt 6:33.

Whenever I start to loose my balance in pursuing music, I'll always remember this :

"Do you love music? Do you love Me?"

When there's music, there's us.

mUSic :)

His great Love

If my earthly father (and mother) can love me so much by leaving me the best piece of chicken drumstick for lunch, even though we just had an argument ; then how much more will my Heavenly Father love me?

Despite all my imperfections and weaknesses in me, He will always love me.

CNY dad's side

Today is the day I get to spend some time with my dad's side relatives. My dad has 14 bruthers and sistahs, including him. Every CNY gathering, my uncle number-something I lost count would lead us into a time of singspiration before we 'pahk chior' (like piranha gobbling down food) :D

And the all-time favourite no.1 on the music chart is "Jin Jia Ho". It's a Hokkien song saying : It is good to come to know the Lord and something something heh heh.

:D

Then we would sing some more other P&W songs in English, Chinese, Hokkien and Malay with my uncle on the guitar, follow then a time of prayer in Chinese/Hokkien. My uncle's from a Chinese church.

It's good to see most of us gathered together and update each other on what's going on with our lives : Who just got pregnant? Who's getting married? Who's got a new boifren galfren? What are you doing now? And all the aunties and uncles with their usual : "Wah ah ger, u so big already ah?" and "ah boi so tall already!" But for my brother's case, it's "Boy still the same eh?" :P

I consider myself as an introvert today. Probably too tired after the past 3 days of gatherings at my home and late night movies with my mom's family side. And my aunt didn't believe me when I told her that I'm an introvert. It depends on the situation, I can be both introvert and extrovert :D

Hee!

CNY mom's side

When they're here...

The yearly 'traditions' we do every time my relatives from Singapore come down.

: Spontaneous late night movies particularly the Canto / Chinese ones. I consider myself as a Canto Banana so I read the subtitles and my eyes and brains get tired in the middle of the show. We also always have movies in CDs and DVDs to watch at home too. Watching Canto / Chinese movies is not really my interest, but I like the whole excitement of going out and doing things together with the people I love :)

: Non-stop food hunting galore! I love this part, we have > 4 meals a day. Eating is definitely my thing! But, I think we're all still under control. Hee! :D Noodles in Imbi, rice, kuih etc.

This is the Jom Makan family that I always talk about (some in my previous blog entries). Distance is not a problem for us when it comes to eating :P

All of them are down for this CNY. The Melacca ones, the Singaporeans and the Kuantan-ians. What else more can I ask?

That is of coz, one thing that I can only pray and He knows what that is.

:)

Light shine, please

This little light in me, I'm gonna let it shine.

Just thinking about how will this little light in me shine.

***

One year ago, I stepped into ICOM, happily trotting into the building, feeling enthusiastic;

One year later, which is also now, I step into ICOM, wondering, why and how Music sometimes can be such a difficult subject to grasp/understand.

I do wonder, sometimes, that whether am I left behind from my friends?

Am I improving?

I guess nothing is easy.

Whatever stuffs that we do.

It requires hard work.

I did, I tried, I prayed for creativity, I worked hard.

...

I'm not letting you pulling me down.

I'm not letting you robbing away the blessings and anointing that come from Him.

I shall not even give in to your deception and confusion.

I know what you're doing.

So I'm telling you something.

The One who is in me is greater/more powerful than the one who is in the world.

1 John 4:4

the Fast and Go

So many new commitments! So excited! Actually, there's only 2 new commitments, 1 renewed, and 1 more is still on hold. New tasks, new challenges for me. Surprisingly, I'm taking them in with a peace of mind and a peace of heart, knowing that I'm carefully guided by the HS.

I'm never a risk taker. But He said : "Go! Yes now, it's time," and I moaned : "Really ahh? What if I'm not ready yet??" But, I'm already on the Go and I'm doing the Go right now. I'm glad, and yes I like the New. It's definitely a period of trusting God because of the new tasks.

I remember Elizabeth prayed for me in the Plan 11, saw that God was holding my hand telling me : ''It's okay, you're safe with me. I'm with you and I'll be guiding you,''

It all just happened so fast for me! I'm digesting everything that is happening.

Nom nom nom... Digesting...

:)

Purple wound

While washing a small bowl yesterday, it slipped off my hand. In the attempt to "save" the bowl's life, I cut my wrist with one of the broken pieces.

The best part is that... I almost fainted! :D

I've always wanted to feel what it's like to faint and I experienced it yesterday.

Quite cool BUT scary.

I think I got panicked and went pale seeing blood oozing out and the thought of "How on earth am I gonna play my piano anymoooore!" rushed across my mind.

My family doctor glued my wound and it's now purple in colour. I like. Though it hurts a little.

It was a deep cut on my left wrist (oxygenated blood :s), so close, just right beside my major vein. Really thank God for not allowing the cut to be more serious. Now people are gonna' think that I tried to commit suicide or something :x

PS: Committing suicide is the devil's lie and never an option for me. I have Jesus :)

This year

2012 is a year for me. Pastor Jan Nel's prophecy on me today in church.

It will be a year of having faith and trusting God. Aunty Eng Ing's prophecy on me in camp.

I will be like the cherry red flower in the vast greenery, sitting down with a purpose to shine His beauty and be a blessing to others.

When the dark clouds roll in and the rain starts to pour, when I run and hide in my secret place and think to myself that I'll be safe, He comes finding me and tells me "Don't be afraid, come with me and lets play in the rain,"

It's an exciting unknown to me. 2012!

:D

After 7 days in prayer camp

... will never be the same me again.

I'm really blessed to have attended Minggu Doa (MYPG). There are like tonnes of things I would love to brag about how awesome possum God is! (Btw, I didn't mean that God is a possum, awesome just rhymes with possum heehee.) In case you've never seen a possum before...

nah here it is!

:D

I learnt so many things about praying and worshipping, my love relationship with the Father has increased deeply, HS and how the big boss JC works and speaks, and definitely an intercessor for Malaysia. I never knew how important it is my role to pray for Her until Acts 17:26-28 spoke to me about how God created me and has placed me in this country for His purpose, not by any accident that I'm here. Honestly, I never cried so much before in my whole entire life for Her and this camp has opened my heart to support and carry out God's plan for Malaysia. It's mysterious, yet exciting!

Also, I'll never forget seeing the young hearts crying out to Him.

The struggles faced, and for the revival in us and Malaysia.

It's a new commitment that I've made to God and there's no turning back. When my heart fears the black clouds attacking me, surely I'll know where and Who to run to. I want to be part of this movement. It's an honour and a great joy to be a part of this team, and I have died to my own dreams and plans. Now, I don't have a clue on what's gonna be next :O No one knows : not my dad not my mom not my sister and bro not my friends not me :O But I rest assured my Abba Father knows exactly what's next.

I think, if I'm sitting beside you right now, whoever that is reading this, I would lurveee to talk talkltkatkltakl more on the details how crazily good God is to me and my friends (from camp) :D I received a new gift from Him too teehee! Happy giler lah you have nuuu idea :D

There's no other words for me to describe about the wonderful experience encounters ALL of us had in Kluang! Simply ... WOW!

;)

PS: I drove from Melacca to Kluang for the first time, on a highway, with a huge Exora, with 5 lives from 3 different families on my two bare hands :O Aunty Ally wasn't feeling well and I was the only most "qualified" driver to take the wheel. We didn't have a 'P' sticker for me to drive so we took out a piece of white paper and drew a 'P' on it, coloured the side with a red pen, and then stuck the paper on the front and back screen with a chewed chewing gum.

First day itself for camp was already krazee for me so yeah, the rest of the days were amazing :)