.::Inner Self, inner thoughts::.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Speaking of your future

As anyone spoke about your future before? Prophesy, something that I want to know yet afraid to know.

In my last entry, I was writing about my injured arm. Wanting miracle and healing, I went up when the altar call for healing. I was disappointed that it was not senior pastor who pray for me. Ps Matthew was the one and i asked for healing of the arm. When he started to pray for me, I was insatiable when he did not pray for my arm. He was praying for other things that I have not asked for. Then he started to prophesy. I was not paying attention to him as much as I should be because, I wanted my arm to be healed. However, careful listening makes one sit up and listen.

He started to speak on my career. He assured me that all things are in big plans and there would be dramatic changes. Second he told me that God has great things for me, particulary on missions. My heart skipped a beat. Third he pray for relationships. He asked me if I am in any relationship and asked me to wait on the Lord. If i am not in a relationship, he asked me to wary and wait on the Lord. *hrmm* Lastly he affirmed that I have idols at home and asked me to be careful and not to be engaging in mindless batter/ argument on its existence. What else does he knows?! I am like stark naked in front of him. I am so afraid to know more yet I am craving... my mind is in a whirl now. I am in a loss. Complete loss

June 9-12

Unfortunate chain of events happened over this particular weekend. I had a bursh near death, someone else died and my heart died for hope.

I was at Malacca for a retreat for church camp and Hotel Equatorial Melaka. As most of the girls in my cell group had one reason or another, they did not go for the camp. My mentor did but she was engaged with her new-born and husband most of the times. I was pretty much alone. On a spur of moment, I wanted to go for a quiet swim during lunch. The passenger lifts were crowded with people so I opt for the cargo lifts. For your information, we used the cargo lifts pretty often because the passenger lifts were simply insufficient for the guests.

Just as the lifts door opened, the lights were flickering in the lift. I decided to still use the lifts because I am not afraid of the dark. The lift door refused to close and just when the lifts' lights started to go off, the doors started closing. I panicked and decided to make a dashto the door. This is just when the doors started to close on me. My hand was trapped. My heart sank. There was no wayto pull my hand out and there was also no sensor to cause the doors to open. I could not see the alarm in the dark and blood frommy hand started to impede to my fingers. I dropped the things held on the other hand and dropped myself to the floor. I had to do what every period drama have. I shouted for help. Thank goodness there was a housekeeper who hear me and before I knew it, I was out. I scrambled out and was in a total shock. Thank God for sending someone to hear me. If not, my hand would be amputated if the whole process was more than 10 minutes.

When I was travelling back. I received news that my uncled passed away on Sunday. We were told before that he still have 3 months to live. I cannot believe the sudden news. The thought of - he still had 3 mths was not as urgent. I could have visit him one more time....

Seemed that we need news to neutralise. After much wait, we were finally declared on the bonus received. 3.5months in total. I hope for more, I am disappointed =(

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Wierdo Attack

Recall that I wrote about a chap who dropped himself as the doorstep. He is the winner of my weirdo pool. Since I always say that it is a bad time to call each time, I requested the fella to send me an email if he has anything burning to say. After much resistance, he relented. Emails always cover someting general such as the weather, movies, etc (nothing important). Thereafter, he asked if I have the 3G phone. He wanted to send me pictures.

I nearly fell off my chair when I see it. I mean pictures of him at gym- bearing is chest and all, his car, Him, Him, Him, He is mad! What reaction he expects from me. I will be wowed and be in love with him?!?! Far from it. I ran as fast as I can......

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

What Does June Holidays Mean to YOU now?

So what does it mean to you?

a) It is a break for a month
b) You meet up with more friends
c) Holidays
d) Great Singapore Sale
e) No need to study/ mugging

As we get older, I realise that it is no longer a) and e). They are too far flung in my head. Looking back, I graduated for 2.5years now. In Spore education system- we have our breaks and need not study for that month. We play and ho for I no longer spend long nights trying to rush for a project, assignment, mugging for exams, etc. June- I spend most of time meeting up with friends who are having THEIR holidays, loving the shopping but hating the crowd. I will shun away from going on a holiday (i.e. paid trip) because its is fighting airfare with families. For the past year, I go away for trips on wierd months- April, October, August, Jan. Hrmm. Well no need to pay for surcharge- why not?

June is warm weather, larges adverts scream daily for our attention and tell us a reason why we should dump our hard earned money with them. It is best to retreat at a quaint cafe catching up friends. Thats my June