Musing.

mus·ing (myzng)

adj.

Deep in thought; contemplative.

n.

1. Contemplation; meditation.

2. A product of contemplation; a thought.

Deep thought? Not exactly, just a boring Wednesday morning with thoughtful nights.

On Working...
I realised how much I hated working in an office environment, based on my past experienced working with a major compuyter firm in Singapore during my attachment days, I utterly detest it. Being trapped in a box, facing a computer system that will one day take over the world, and balancing office politics while trying to stay clear of it is not exactly my idea of working.

It helps when I know I would prefer to sweat it out in the hot sun out in the field, or by the beach. So that technically limits my job opportunities to a few. For example - working as a camp instructor? How bout helping out with Combat Skirmish Singapore? I could try for a life guard since I've got a paramedic level 2 cert and a Life guard level 2 Cert?

I would like to work for Defence Science Technologies, but only God knows how I would ever get a job there. But if God willing, yeah I would love to.

On my spiritual journey...
I remembered a conversation I had with my friend's mom whom I bummed into on the bus. We talked about family, and then about her children. She has a daughter who is very active in YWAM, and her mother had the faith to believe that God has called her daughter into the ministry. So with barely much to survive on, her daughter went to England to study part time in some architecture degree (or was it interior design? I can't remember). Anyway, her real purpose there was to work with YWAM England. God is faithful, she was given a scholarship which covers most of her expenses, and now she can devote her time to YWAM. =) Then we talked about her son (my friend), on what he was going to do after he ORD.

He's going to YWAM Australia, full time.

I was surprised when I heard this. This friend of mine had been wandering in and out of the faith, and he recent choice indeed surprised me. I was very happy for him. And even as we approached the last station, my friend's mom said this:

"It's important to have a praying mother."

I know. But deep down, my spirit man whispered...

"It's important to have a praying son too"

And that's what I'm doing. To pray, to beat my chest, to cry on my knees, to forsake the world and look to God for my unsaved parents, because there's nothing as important as this, that my family will come to know the saving grace of God thru our Lord Jesus Christ. It's vital to have a praying son; it's vital to BE a praying son.

On other stuff...
Oh my goodness. I am in love with Hillsong Kids. Yes, it's not a lie. I got some songs from Joanne Stephen, and I've been listening to them over and over again. Even a friend commented, "whoa big change eh Dom?" Not exactly, just that I didn't really got the opportunity to listen to them. I remember a song sung by a little boy…

"Jesus loves me this I know..."

It wasn't some fantastic recording, just a voice and some notes, but I cried when I listened to it. This boy was terminally ill with cancer, and he had a few more months to live, but instead of blaming God, there he was praising God and worshipping Him with this simple song.

There's something simplistically powerful when a child praises and worships God. That's why Jesus told his disciples that the Kingdom of God belonged to the little children.

This is not the type of prayer that I would usually make, but hey it's time to be broken and humble.

Lord! Make me a child in Your presence! =)