Current mood: supremely pissed at the army for taking away what little piano skills I had. I can't even play simple arpeggios!!??! WTF!!!!!

Worthiness of the Eucharist - A Reflection

"Lord, I am not worthy to receive you, but only say the word and I shall be healed."

This line is said so often, every mass, yet how many times do we take a step back to ponder over its meaning? One observation which I've noticed over the past few years or so is that some Catholics don't go for Holy Communion because they don't feel worthy. Usually this is the result of committing some form of sin. Yet is this really necessary? Unless it is mortal sin, which I don't believe many have the chance or intent of committing, I’m sure it isn't.

"I am not worthy to receive you"

True enough, as in my previous reflection about the Eucharist, it is good to go for regular confession (the analogy of the heart being a seat for Christ) before communion. However, it is important to note one thing -- We do not have to go for confession for God to forgive us; He already has forgiven us even as we sin! Hence the question is not really about whether or not God would forgive us, but about whether we would forgive ourselves. Because there really isn’t anything we could do to make Him love us any less. On a side note, it is still important that we do not use this as an excuse to sin blatantly. Let us thus reflect over this notion of un/worthiness of Christ. Who really is worthy of Christ? A person so pure that he does not sin? Or one who truly lives the Christian life? If so, none of us are worthy of Christ.

"But only say the word and I shall be healed"

But that really is beside the point. Christ did not call the worthy, but instead he makes worthy the called. It doesn’t matter if we have sinned, it doesn’t matter if we aren’t perfect – so long as there is any shred of repentance in our heart, that is enough. For what is the purpose of the Eucharist? Is it an ID tag saying “This person personifies Christ”? NO! It is instead to free us from our sins, and bring us to life everlasting. “…Body… everlasting life… Blood… that sins may be forgiven…” Remember that Christ’s mission on earth was to save the sinners, such as the tax collectors and lepers. Such as us.

Christ’s death on the cross was not meant to create a club for the worthy, it was meant to bring salvation to the world. To cleanse our sins. So instead of allowing our sins to obstruct us from receiving Him in the Eucharist, let us instead make the Eucharist a sign of our renewed resolve to not commit the same sin again.

My Dream World

Anyone who has known me for long enough would probably know that I am by nature a loner. And indeed I enjoy the solitude. So oddly enough, as my social circle grows and I become more and more outgoing and outspoken as the weeks/months/years go by, one constant has always remained, in different variations - my dream world of just myself, a dog and a hammock/sofa/bed. It could be watching the sunset or even TV, but the aforementioned 3 are always there. Until now, by which I mean 2 weeks ago. YOU had to come and ruin it all, like that mosquito/fly buzzing in my ear. And in a split second, my dream world was shattered. Sianz.

My dream world lies over the ocean, my dream world lies over the sea.
My dream world lies over the ocean, oh bring back my dream world to me.

Ok I kid. Tekong isn't half that bad. But everyone gets this dumbshit ailment called the Tekong cough. And I got it too... NABEH!!!!

Time: 1745 HRS
Location: CLASSIFIED

Somewhere in Pulau Tekong -- A sharp, loud noise rings across the area. Recces are dispatched to investigate the commotion, which is narrowed to the Company Line of H Coy. IS IT THE ENEMY?! IS IT THE SOUND OF IMPENDING DOOM!? But the advance party is in for a surprise. That terrifying wall of noise, it is none other than the sound of mobs of adrenaline-drenched recruits screaming "Book OUT!" at the top of their lungs. Like a steamroller, the now ecstatic company rolls over the crack troops and charges toward the ferry terminal, where freedom is but a whif away...


we.. come from a company,
famous for *some random guy's name",
come from a very special company.
we hardly get saikang,
hardly kena tekan, because we are untouchable.
hawk coy! hawk coy! all the way!
we like it here we like it here we found ourselves a home! a home sweet home!

From the inside out LORD my soul cries out... That song, especially the chorus, has a habit of tugging at my heart strings. 

My heart and my soul,
I give you control,
Consume me from the inside out.

Let justice and praise,
Become my embrace,
To love you from the inside out...

Everlasting, Your light will shine when all else fades,
Never ending, Your glory goes beyond all fame,
And the cry of my heart,
Is to bring You praise,
From the inside out Lord, my soul cries out...

A Thought Experiment

Don't you love rainy nights? Other than the fact that they're the perfect cliche emo setting *prepares to hide from legions of outraged emos and their pitchforks, paper cutters and wrist-slashers*, they're awesome for sleep, sleep and more sleep! And I dunno, singing in the rain or something. Sooo, here's a thought experiment which could possibly be substituted in place of one of the aforementioned activities.

Those who went for December YI would recall one of the quiet time stations (was it "Fear"? My memory phails.) stated something about "by drawing closer to God, the Devil would draw closer to us" or summat of that nature. And indeed I have heard it been said that the Devil oft tries to foil God's plans by making an unwelcome appearance at times where we carry out God's will. But consider this -- "Not so much as the devil drawing closer to us, but moreso that we become aware of his presence and his attempts to trip our faith."

I'll just give an example and let whoever reads this to go mull over it him/herself. Can't help it lah, rainy nights are too good for sleeping. Maybe in the past, we might have thought of calling someone names as ok and acceptable. But after experiencing a spiritual transformation, we come to realise that it is wrong. So, is it that the devil draws closer to us when we draw closer to God, or that our reaction and disgust at his acts becomes all the more stronger, making his presence more obvious and tangible? Think about it. =)

Death by laughter

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We tend to think of death as something bad, something to be afraid of. But really the only thing that is bad is about it is fear of death itself.

Some day I'll learn to laugh in the face of fear.
Some day I'll learn to laugh in the face of death.
Some day... With Christ in my vessel I'm not just gonna smile at the storm... I'll stare it right in the face and laugh at it, triumphantly.


"I can do all things through HIM who strengthens me." Philippians 4:13
"Even though I walk  through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me." Psalm 23:4

It's gonna be a day of great throwings... har har. Happy new year ppl... It's arrived real quick eh?