Today is AWESOME!
I got to praise my heart out as I sang with my choir member for the congregation and I got to feel the presence of God within me.
It's December! And with December coming means Christmas is coming and indeed, today is the first Advent already. How fast time flies and another year is about to end. I will be 25 in about 5 weeks time and once a friend of mine asked me what had I accomplished or want to accomplished in this 1/4 part of my life.
I thought about that question for a while and I am happy to learn that in my 25 years of living, I had accomplished what had become my desire all these while. Firstly, it had always been my desire to be a writer and though at the moment I might say that my writing career has just started, but I am glad that at least as I wait to become 25, or rather, when I'm 25, I will get to see my first article being published!
It is by God's grace I got to work in Eagles Communication, a Christian non-profit organization that publicize a bi-monthly Christian magazine, Vantage Point and as part of my desire (no.2), it has always been my desire as well to be use as an instrument for God and now, with my writing, I hope I am living the dream.
The number 3 wish list that I want to accomplish in life is to go to bible school. And I am glad that last year and late this year I got to attend 2 bible classes at Singapore Bible College, where I learnt the Old Testament Study. Currently awaiting my next semester next year, I hope I can get the chance to attend some of the elective classes that they offer in January 2014. Apart from writing, and pursuing theology, I enjoy dancing. Hip Hop Dancing!
I first got my first taste of dance when I saw Nsync about 13 years ago and I...so intrigued by their dance moves, tried to make a copy by routinely following and 'reading' their dance steps. I wouldn't call myself a dancer, but I do love dancing. And in my school days, I allowed myself to explore with a few dance movements, I tried Salsa, which I enjoyed tremendously, I tried belly dance (somewhere last year), I tried contemporary Jazz, and still finally, I go back to my first love again, HIP HOP and last year, together with an old friend, finally I got to live out my no.4 wish list, which is to learn dancing as we got ourselves into HIP HOP class and I TOTALLY, TRULY, WHOLE HEARTEDLY LOVE!!!! THE EXPERIENCE! (and I'm so gonna go back there again once I am much settled with my currently job)
And Yeah! to think if I had accomplished all that I want to accomplish in my life, I would say I do! or at least some parts of it. And I am really happy to know that.
As for my new year's resolution, and probably future mission, I hope that as I mentioned above, I hope I can continue to be an instrument of God. I always pride myself to be a writer and reader and thus, writing is my life and my passion, and I will love to see myself writing and be a true writer, saving lives, transforming lives, entertaining lives....etc. through my writings, be it facts or fictions; and I hope that someday I can open a Christian library.
I've been through some Christian Book stores recently and nothing more amazed me than Mass Media Ministry, at Playfair, Tai Seng. For God's wonderful sake, that book store is like a warehouse! It's awesome! with (I don't know) probably millions of books and publications can be found in there. I was rejoicing at heart when I weaved myself from shelves to shelves. There are so many brilliant books in there and with affordable prizes! Fantastic!
And talking about Christian books, there has been, I realized evangelical explosion going on on the internet as well; with sermons and e-books from authors like Francis Chan, Crazy Love being put online, and with several others...It is amazing!
So, ya...my mission for the future is hopefully able to create a conducive Christian Library for evangelism to takes place among people. And as it has been my desire to reach out to non-believers, I hope that non-Christians out there, or even Christians, who are troubled with doubts, challenges and/or temptations can find some insights from the library. As they read and sit and seek God from books, study guides, bible guides, testimonies, sermon transcripts (if there are), devotions, CDs etc. My desire is that God's name be glorified and those people who are hungry and thirsty out there, who are looking for living water, a meadow, a rest, can find it.
Other future mission and visions that I hope to accomplish, well...maybe I will write it in some other posts. Not that I have not thought about it, but...I think it will be too much info. to share at the moment. Afterall, we never know what comes tomorrow.
Moving on, as I am writing this, it got me to reflect upon my own relationship with God recently. I noted I've been busy. And along with other pressures, I found myself struggling to pray. To have a moment alone with God. I was occupied. Saddened. Overloaded. Fatigue. Saved all the details, but anyway, today I am glad that in this first advent, I am able to sing for God. I am able to encounter God, praised Him. Worshipped Him and pray. Releasing all the burdens I've been feeling. And myself find rest in Him.
A little sharing about what I've been through, recently in the workplace, I had been struggling to work with someone. She is not a malicious person I know. But she is I would say, like a stubborn ass that only want to work her way around and refuse to listen to others opinion. I have to be honest, I found myself disliking the fact that I have to work very closely with her. And to make matters worst, her own mind which is like the weather, is unpredictable. And a few times I found myself being misunderstood. I, for one thing, hate misunderstanding, especially when good intentions was made the opposite. Really, it was unbearable.
I hate to admit the fact that I dislike her way of working, and I dislike working with her, but today, in the presence of God, and in his holy place, I admitted. I. don't like. and. have. difficulty. working. with. her.
However, I am glad, that although it is not a very nice confession after all. And it is a sin. I know; but...I am glad that God knows my heart's burden. and He is releasing it for me.
I feel so much at peace when I confessed that fact. And being honest with God, I told him, I don't like working with her. I wish for strength to work along, but really I have to confess, I dislike working with her.
Once again God thought me to be honest and I'm glad I made it.
You see sometimes, when I think about this thing that God had done in my life, it got me to realize that actually, it is not that hard to live our Christian living in this life. One way to do this is to come as frankly as you should with God as you have to with yourself. No one knows your own likes and dislikes except yourself. The bible said that no one knows a man's heart and thoughts except his soul. Similarly, no one knows your own burdens and desires except yourself. And when we are angry, or when we are pissed off with someone, or maybe burdened, no one knows how to feel it except ourselves. And the next person closes to know that hidden 'secret' is God.
I pray that everyone of us be honest with God as we are with ourselves. I believe that whatever struggles you are facing with, be it heavy or light, big or small, it worth His time. It worth to be shared and it worth to be thrown out off your shoulders. And God, our God is a BIG God that can make everything possible in His hands, and that means, bringing you come face to face with your problems and see Him throw it all away from you.
I believe if only we learn to convict that truth that God is Capable, and that our lives are made able by the power of His hands, we will learn to see that conviction to live out our Christian Faith in the world is possible! Living a holy living, be honest, forgive, surrender, renewed, recommitted etc...you name it, is POSSIBLE because God is with us, and because he is with us, we can do all things through Him who gave us strength. (Phillipians 4:13)
May your spirit dwells in Him as He does in you. For truly, he is our Immanuel!
Happy Advent 1 :)
Me ~
juzz happy
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Friday, November 8, 2013
Facing Me
November!!!!
How fast another year will pass. I wonder what will I give to everyone this Christmas.
The Body Shop has been very enthusiastic in welcoming the festive seasons that they had already decorated their store in a very Christmas Like atmosphere. Which is amazing :)
I can't wait for December! hmm hmmm...
Oh btw, just an update on my working status.
LOL! I love my job! I love the environment! I love the food I can buy there! and I love the fact that at the moment I am writing for God!
However, I also realized and being smacked down to reality that LOL...to be God's writer is so very truly not easy. I am struggling to write an article about our stewardship of the gospel and I found myself writing in a round, writing in disparation, and experiencing what every writer must have been experiencing. The taboo thing that every writer love to avoid...MENTAL BLOCK! (KYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!)
I dislike this mental block shit because it is the thing that makes me nervous. Makes me unorganized.
Also, the pressure to submit on time....I mean, I know I have to submit on time. Like...that is common sense. But I dislike it when I cannot control myself over it.
So...learning to control it. Learning to write well. Learning to accept feedbacks.
Huff...that feels so good. sometimes I need to reload. and as a matter of fact, for the past few days as I struggled to write my article, I found myself beginning to feel uneasy. I began to feel confused and stupid... which is silly and for a moment, I feel like escaping. But now that I reload all these....I mean... hey...I dont actually wanna give it up so easily didnt I?
This is only the beginning. It is the start of my journey as a writer of God.
Now I know! I should have not focused on writing for men, but for God. What God wants me to share to the readers? I mean.. as a writer of God, didnt I not suppose to know what God feels that pen down His HEART'S PASSION into my article?
Yes! Really! Now I get it! Now I understand it why I feel so burdened. Because as I write, (confession time) I am focusing myself into it. Not God. I am self-centred and Godly disconnected. (WOW!)
Okay! now I got it! see I knew it I got a problem. I got a serious problem with my heart and my attitude. and I have been digging inside me to find what is it that is causing me to feel so not at ease, but I just could not figure out what. I thought I was lack of praying! I thought I was not surrendering to God enough. I though...I was over excited.
But the truth is...I am being self-reliant. I am the sailor for myself. I am not being a good steward because I am being the controller over myself!
WHAT A WIMP! how dreadful!
Okay, I know now what is my problem. I am being a narcisstic bitch. My human nature of wanting to be the centre of the attention is lurking out of me and dang it! I am being a show off without me realizing it! no wonder I can't write!
Great! Great now that I can acknowledge it, I want to thank God for this.
I want to thank God for letting me come face to face with my own problem. I am facing with my guilt now and I feel so stupid. Haiz....Yuliana Yuliana...
Now I feel so good!
Thank God!
I feel good!
~
Me :C
How fast another year will pass. I wonder what will I give to everyone this Christmas.
The Body Shop has been very enthusiastic in welcoming the festive seasons that they had already decorated their store in a very Christmas Like atmosphere. Which is amazing :)
I can't wait for December! hmm hmmm...
Oh btw, just an update on my working status.
LOL! I love my job! I love the environment! I love the food I can buy there! and I love the fact that at the moment I am writing for God!
However, I also realized and being smacked down to reality that LOL...to be God's writer is so very truly not easy. I am struggling to write an article about our stewardship of the gospel and I found myself writing in a round, writing in disparation, and experiencing what every writer must have been experiencing. The taboo thing that every writer love to avoid...MENTAL BLOCK! (KYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!)
I dislike this mental block shit because it is the thing that makes me nervous. Makes me unorganized.
Also, the pressure to submit on time....I mean, I know I have to submit on time. Like...that is common sense. But I dislike it when I cannot control myself over it.
So...learning to control it. Learning to write well. Learning to accept feedbacks.
Huff...that feels so good. sometimes I need to reload. and as a matter of fact, for the past few days as I struggled to write my article, I found myself beginning to feel uneasy. I began to feel confused and stupid... which is silly and for a moment, I feel like escaping. But now that I reload all these....I mean... hey...I dont actually wanna give it up so easily didnt I?
This is only the beginning. It is the start of my journey as a writer of God.
Now I know! I should have not focused on writing for men, but for God. What God wants me to share to the readers? I mean.. as a writer of God, didnt I not suppose to know what God feels that pen down His HEART'S PASSION into my article?
Yes! Really! Now I get it! Now I understand it why I feel so burdened. Because as I write, (confession time) I am focusing myself into it. Not God. I am self-centred and Godly disconnected. (WOW!)
Okay! now I got it! see I knew it I got a problem. I got a serious problem with my heart and my attitude. and I have been digging inside me to find what is it that is causing me to feel so not at ease, but I just could not figure out what. I thought I was lack of praying! I thought I was not surrendering to God enough. I though...I was over excited.
But the truth is...I am being self-reliant. I am the sailor for myself. I am not being a good steward because I am being the controller over myself!
WHAT A WIMP! how dreadful!
Okay, I know now what is my problem. I am being a narcisstic bitch. My human nature of wanting to be the centre of the attention is lurking out of me and dang it! I am being a show off without me realizing it! no wonder I can't write!
Great! Great now that I can acknowledge it, I want to thank God for this.
I want to thank God for letting me come face to face with my own problem. I am facing with my guilt now and I feel so stupid. Haiz....Yuliana Yuliana...
Now I feel so good!
Thank God!
I feel good!
~
Me :C
Friday, October 18, 2013
Grace so Sweet
Wohoo..Blog time!
before I go to bed.
HEE HEE... Finally after a week of helker skelter emotions in between happiness-tensions-anxieties-and-uncertainties, at last, I can HEAVED OUT a HUGE sigh of relief PHEW.... ^^
So...what happened to me?
Well...the good news: I'VE FINALLY GOT MYSELF EMPLOYED!!!!!! :DDDDD as a corporate communication executive and an executive editor assistant and I will be in charge in all things WRITING! (with some other administrative and public related works. wohoooo...) Moreover, with my all time desire to serve God, this job that I will be working on is also gonna be MY FIRST TIME FULL-TIME MINISTRY outside church! Ain't that AMAZZZZING-ZING ZING ZING???
I AM SO VERY-TRULY-REALLY-HAPPY :D
Finally, after six months of resignation and six months of waiting (impatiently at times) for the right job to come my path, I got myself a good one. A brilliant one! A real answered prayer.
It was really a solid six months of waiting for Kairos - God's timing. And though at times I have to admit, I found myself feeling doubtful, worried and impatient, God taught me to be calm. To be patient. To trust in Him.
I first realized my Heart's Passion to serve God when I had just finished my service in the hospital I was working at, and joined a seminar conducted by my church's preacher on S.H.A.P.E by Eric Rees. It was a seminar to discover your Spiritual gifts, Hearts' Passion, Abilities, Passion and Experiences. It was a 2 months seminar which I really enjoyed and I really blessed to join as, it was through that seminar, I discover my Heart's Passion.
I was being made to re-discover once again my Heart's Passion and what I really want to do in life (for God). I realized that as always, I want to be a writer, yes, but I want to be a writer for God.
Not just a random writer chasing for datelines. Or a cynical writer meant to criticize, but a writer who through the beauty of written words, craft with words, the words of encouragements, truths and insperations. And as a Christian, I want to be used for God.
So I prayed.
And I brough that prayer to Him who direct me to my church mentor and the speaker of the seminar, who in turn, showed great support in my desire, and introduced me the job that I am about to begin next week.
What an Amazing Grace.
To think that this is going to be my first full time ministry. And to think about it, I mean... who am I? I think up to this point as I am writing this post, I cannot really give you a definite answer to who am I that God allows to be used as His instrument. But then again, by grace, I am given the opportunity. By grace, I am abled.
Frankly speaking, I have never thought of this grace when I was waiting for the call for an interview throughout those one month of waiting in seemingly vain wait (after I made the application). I can tell you that while waiting, all I care about was, 'hopefully I can get a job and I can get it done and over with' kinda attitude. I mean.. I dont know why, but perhaps even while waiting, I was still not surrendering.
I was still self-relying.
I was still doubtful.
And in that moment, God actually showed me his grace. He taught me to relax. He taught to believe in Him. To wait on Him. And to see the surprise He has for me. While I still fret and worry, God is preparing His plan for me. How truly amazing is His Grace.
Up to today and yesterday when I took the time to navigate my way around from home to the office, I found myself standing in awe of His grace for giving me such an easy to go location, with more than one access to get to. And though it is a long journey, yet, I believe it is a journey meant to be filled with moments with God.
The office, a humble small from the outside, spacious on the inside building, is located among the hussles and buzzzles of the surrounding neighbourhoods, which I believe not all of them are believers, and perhaps some of them may not even know that Eagles Centre, a Christian Organization, meant to aspire truth of God to the world, (actually) exist. I mean, what a beautiful modern depiction of Jesus Christ born among the dirt and fouls of the stable, in the humble, yet busy town of Bethlehem ( there was no room for Joseph and Mary that night) (Luke 2:7)
Well, this is what it looks like to me when I was looking for the location the day I gotten the call for an interview.
Just like the maggi, I travelled all the way to this place in Bukit Merah, a place I have never visited, and there among the husstles and busstles of the people going about doing their own thing in their own neighbourhood, shouting, buying, selling, talking, pushing etc. my father and I looked around for the named location. I walked here and there, asking for directions and just as we are about to give up, I looked up and there I saw the sign board of where the company is located.
Up the old escalator, and a flight of stairs, I saw EAGLES CENTRE standing 'quietly', humbly. For a moment I think I understand what the Magis feel when they saw the newborn king led by the stars.
Just like them as they searched and travelled desperately, from the Eas tto meet the newborn King, the Prophesied Messiah- I... looked at the company, the long awaited job and thanked God for the call.
It was a precious moment on my part, I would say. I never regard a company until like that. (I mean like...duh...) And then, the interviewed took place, 3 times on different occassions and soon, after going through another rounds of prayers and prepartions and conviction and questionings, finally, last night on Thursday, 17th October 2013, a message came to me, it was one week after my final interview, and two weeks, almost 3 after my first, (the 2nd took place 2 days before the third, on the 8th Oct, final int. on 10th)
I received a message from my interviewer, soon to be my supervisor, who told me that I am to report to work on 21st October, at 9:30 a.m sharp...WELCOME TO EAGLES!
It was like a "WOHOOOOOO!!!!!!" MOMENT for me. Up to this moment I think I have not really shouted enough. Lol.
Anyway, the message was a great news after a week of helker skelter emotions that I mentioned above, because you know why? The day I got my final interview, my grandma was admitted to the hospital for difficulty of breathing. She is 86 years old, and her respiratory system which gets weaken over the ages, has not been able to function well, and as a result made her unable to breathe well.
She was in so much pain and discomfort that we as her family members were afraid that we may lose her.
But again, thanks be to God, He allows us some more time to be with Amah (Grandma in dialect) and after a week of being hospitalised, she is discharged and now resting well at home. :)
Hmm...Indeed. It is good to have God as part of our lives.
I mean as He had promised He knows the plans He has for us and it is plan to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11) And as the old hymn say, Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound...
God's grace, is truly, SWEET :)
Love and Peace,
Me :)
before I go to bed.
HEE HEE... Finally after a week of helker skelter emotions in between happiness-tensions-anxieties-and-uncertainties, at last, I can HEAVED OUT a HUGE sigh of relief PHEW.... ^^
So...what happened to me?
Well...the good news: I'VE FINALLY GOT MYSELF EMPLOYED!!!!!! :DDDDD as a corporate communication executive and an executive editor assistant and I will be in charge in all things WRITING! (with some other administrative and public related works. wohoooo...) Moreover, with my all time desire to serve God, this job that I will be working on is also gonna be MY FIRST TIME FULL-TIME MINISTRY outside church! Ain't that AMAZZZZING-ZING ZING ZING???
I AM SO VERY-TRULY-REALLY-HAPPY :D
Finally, after six months of resignation and six months of waiting (impatiently at times) for the right job to come my path, I got myself a good one. A brilliant one! A real answered prayer.
It was really a solid six months of waiting for Kairos - God's timing. And though at times I have to admit, I found myself feeling doubtful, worried and impatient, God taught me to be calm. To be patient. To trust in Him.
I first realized my Heart's Passion to serve God when I had just finished my service in the hospital I was working at, and joined a seminar conducted by my church's preacher on S.H.A.P.E by Eric Rees. It was a seminar to discover your Spiritual gifts, Hearts' Passion, Abilities, Passion and Experiences. It was a 2 months seminar which I really enjoyed and I really blessed to join as, it was through that seminar, I discover my Heart's Passion.
I was being made to re-discover once again my Heart's Passion and what I really want to do in life (for God). I realized that as always, I want to be a writer, yes, but I want to be a writer for God.
Not just a random writer chasing for datelines. Or a cynical writer meant to criticize, but a writer who through the beauty of written words, craft with words, the words of encouragements, truths and insperations. And as a Christian, I want to be used for God.
So I prayed.
And I brough that prayer to Him who direct me to my church mentor and the speaker of the seminar, who in turn, showed great support in my desire, and introduced me the job that I am about to begin next week.
What an Amazing Grace.
To think that this is going to be my first full time ministry. And to think about it, I mean... who am I? I think up to this point as I am writing this post, I cannot really give you a definite answer to who am I that God allows to be used as His instrument. But then again, by grace, I am given the opportunity. By grace, I am abled.
Frankly speaking, I have never thought of this grace when I was waiting for the call for an interview throughout those one month of waiting in seemingly vain wait (after I made the application). I can tell you that while waiting, all I care about was, 'hopefully I can get a job and I can get it done and over with' kinda attitude. I mean.. I dont know why, but perhaps even while waiting, I was still not surrendering.
I was still self-relying.
I was still doubtful.
And in that moment, God actually showed me his grace. He taught me to relax. He taught to believe in Him. To wait on Him. And to see the surprise He has for me. While I still fret and worry, God is preparing His plan for me. How truly amazing is His Grace.
Up to today and yesterday when I took the time to navigate my way around from home to the office, I found myself standing in awe of His grace for giving me such an easy to go location, with more than one access to get to. And though it is a long journey, yet, I believe it is a journey meant to be filled with moments with God.
The office, a humble small from the outside, spacious on the inside building, is located among the hussles and buzzzles of the surrounding neighbourhoods, which I believe not all of them are believers, and perhaps some of them may not even know that Eagles Centre, a Christian Organization, meant to aspire truth of God to the world, (actually) exist. I mean, what a beautiful modern depiction of Jesus Christ born among the dirt and fouls of the stable, in the humble, yet busy town of Bethlehem ( there was no room for Joseph and Mary that night) (Luke 2:7)
Well, this is what it looks like to me when I was looking for the location the day I gotten the call for an interview.
Just like the maggi, I travelled all the way to this place in Bukit Merah, a place I have never visited, and there among the husstles and busstles of the people going about doing their own thing in their own neighbourhood, shouting, buying, selling, talking, pushing etc. my father and I looked around for the named location. I walked here and there, asking for directions and just as we are about to give up, I looked up and there I saw the sign board of where the company is located.
Up the old escalator, and a flight of stairs, I saw EAGLES CENTRE standing 'quietly', humbly. For a moment I think I understand what the Magis feel when they saw the newborn king led by the stars.
Just like them as they searched and travelled desperately, from the Eas tto meet the newborn King, the Prophesied Messiah- I... looked at the company, the long awaited job and thanked God for the call.
It was a precious moment on my part, I would say. I never regard a company until like that. (I mean like...duh...) And then, the interviewed took place, 3 times on different occassions and soon, after going through another rounds of prayers and prepartions and conviction and questionings, finally, last night on Thursday, 17th October 2013, a message came to me, it was one week after my final interview, and two weeks, almost 3 after my first, (the 2nd took place 2 days before the third, on the 8th Oct, final int. on 10th)
I received a message from my interviewer, soon to be my supervisor, who told me that I am to report to work on 21st October, at 9:30 a.m sharp...WELCOME TO EAGLES!
It was like a "WOHOOOOOO!!!!!!" MOMENT for me. Up to this moment I think I have not really shouted enough. Lol.
Anyway, the message was a great news after a week of helker skelter emotions that I mentioned above, because you know why? The day I got my final interview, my grandma was admitted to the hospital for difficulty of breathing. She is 86 years old, and her respiratory system which gets weaken over the ages, has not been able to function well, and as a result made her unable to breathe well.
She was in so much pain and discomfort that we as her family members were afraid that we may lose her.
But again, thanks be to God, He allows us some more time to be with Amah (Grandma in dialect) and after a week of being hospitalised, she is discharged and now resting well at home. :)
Hmm...Indeed. It is good to have God as part of our lives.
I mean as He had promised He knows the plans He has for us and it is plan to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jeremiah 29:11) And as the old hymn say, Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound...
God's grace, is truly, SWEET :)
Love and Peace,
Me :)
Friday, September 27, 2013
Ode to Joy
In the past, when I read the bible about how God emphasized the need for his people, The Israelites to build an altar in their temple place as a holy place, pleasing to the Lord as a form of worship place; I could not help but wonder why is there such a need. I mean, dont get me wrong.
To worship, of course we need to have a place of worship. Thus we have our churches today or Christians all over the world will be like Sheeps without Stable worshipping anyhow. But being a young and ignorant christians then, I really wonder why Moses actually (well under the instruction of God) put such emphasis about building an altar etc. almost throughout the books of Exodus- Leviticus.
My curiosity was finally answered when I received a call for interview almost a week ago after six months of being unemployed, looking for a suitable jobs and made an application under the help of my preacher who introduced me the job, and waited again for another 1 month (after the application) before the company actually replied.
Seriously, after 2 weeks of waiting then, I was beginning to lose hope. I was positive that there will be no need to wait any longer, time to move on, but finally, after a solid 1 month of waiting, TADAAAA!!! there it is! A call for interview.
I WAS OVERJOYED!
I could not stop smiling and I could not help (but managed to resist) the temptation to SHOUT WITH GLEE upon receiving the call for an interview.
For a moment I really feel like building God an altar and present Him with a sacrifice of thanksgiving.
And that was the moment I also realized why the people of Israel emphasized so much about altar. Indeed! Its the dwelling place for God.
Anyway, I went to the interview, so far so good. But there are still 2 more interviews to go before they finally made their decision to accept me or not to be their staffs.
Either way I'm glad that I was given the opportunity to go for an interview and I really hope that I can get a call for the 2nd and 3rd interview. And if I can get through all the interviews, I will be working at Eagles Communication as their Editor for their monthly Christian magazines and this is going to be my first full time ministry.
Okay, Thats all,
Take care now. Bye bye then
Me :)
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Eenie Minnie Manny Mooreee...
With 7 books to read and 7 books (plus some other unfinish books I have i my bookshelves) I am beginning to wonder how am I suppose to read finish all these. Well, to think of it, it means that I got to start reading. Start waking up and start reading.
I wonder how many hours a day should I spend in order to read finish the books which I gauged myself to finish in about 2 weeks :) Lol perhaps I should time myself reading. Like the other day when I was reading "The Land of Stories The wishing Spell" by Chris Colfer- an amazing book indeed. have you guys read it? Read it! Worth reading.
It took me about 3-5 days to finish it. And it took me approximately 2 hours for 3 chapters.
So... if my 'Watership Down" By Richard Adams have OMG... 50 chapters!!!!! (man that guy really writes a lot) that means i will finish that book in about approximately--- 3 plus plus days... not including the time I procrastinate myself to read. Hm.... okay.. not bad.
Maybe then I should put this book as my second option instead of the first. What do you think?
Anyway, I'll figure that out later.
Been overwhelmed with so many activities due to pre-during-and-post Hope Project 2013 now that it was all over, I am beginning to feel a little empty here.
The good news is...however, I was able to find a lot of beautiful books for both English and Mandarin and wells... this is the first time in almost 5 years since the last time I got in touch with mandarin books, that I feel so much into reading mandarin books.
And so, unlike the usual me who only walk along the English novels, these days I have been walking around the mandarin books section as well. I am glad to discover some nice Chinese authors whose stories are easy to understand and engaging to read.
This allows me to feel a little back to my own roots. At the same time allows me to rediscover myself mesmerised by the languaged I used to learn once again.
Well, thanks to Hope Project though, because as I was there last Saturday, I could not help but notice that there are some English books placed on the children book shelves. Well... background story, Hope Project, is a Mission Project that my church involved in to make a difference in the life of the orphans at Berkat Bangsa, an Independent Orphanage in Batam.
This mission started out a year ago and our involvement is to help these orphans with their school fees as well as being a family to them through yearly visit to the orphanage.
Thus far I am glad to be able to see how the children grow so well and so good since 10 months ago.
And really, seeing how active they played and took part in the activities we provided for them, like singing the Sunday school songs together, and pray and shared - Seeing how they welcomed us all with open arms and a huge grins on their little faces, it was really touching.
So... what it got to do with the books on the shelves right? Yeah... getting there.
You see, the problem now is that, these children, they speak Indonesian. They speaks in my native language, Bahasa Indonesia, and they dont speak English. Unfortunately, the books on their shelves which are mostly donated from churches or donators overseas, are written in English.
You see... how it is problematic? Like damn man... how the heck are they going to read those books?
And therefore, seeing that, it came to me to feedback to the Hope Committee that maybe in the future on our next trip there, we can create a game whereby we teach them a little English like Jesus - Yesus, Jesus loves me - Yesus mengasihi Ku. Well, I dont know if it is gonna be taken into account, but for me, being a foreigner in a foreign land learning foreign language like mandarin, it makes me feel so wow (at first) and now that I mastered up that language, I realized how useful it is.
Just like me. I believe that these children, they too have the right to learn another language and be mesmerised by all the great fun they will be learning from having in contact with another language. And that way too... in the future they will be able to read all those books on their shelves. And that simple activity of teaching them English, may become a lifetime useful skills for them. :)
Isn't that GREAT? GREATO?
HUFF... well...we'll see...
I really hope that those children will be a good learner in the future. God bless them.
Have not been reading for sometime...and I guess seeing all the good books before me just make me feel so excited. I miss how I can spend hours and hours reading and writing.
At the moment some books to recommend will be :
1. The Land of Stories The Wishing Spell by Chris Colfer (yes. the glee star)
- Feedbacks: Be entertained by all the tweak and twist of the Fairy Tales you know so well. You will be smiling and laughing and mesmerising throughout. Five stars from me :)
2. The Magician's Elephant by Kate Dicamillo
- Feedbacks: I really like the way Dicamillo wrote the story in such simple details yet mesmerising and magical, kinda gothic feel throughout the whole story. Its amazing. Be mesmerised!
3. Whats so Amazing about Grace by Philip Yancey
- Feedbacks: This one is a MUST to read if you want to know more about God's grace. Why is there grace? Whats grace? Well explained with some food for thoughts to sharpen your mind and change your attitude about grace. Read it when you are busy. Be enriched fully and most importantly, pray before you read it.
4. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
- Feedbacks: If you ever felt in love? You will understand what Humbert Humbert is feeling. Although it was a little unusual kind of love affairs. But overall, the description, the flow of the story, the lustious desire of an unappropriate reason was beautifully expressed that as a reader you just read and read and at the end of it understand why the book is a masterpiece.
5. Theres a boy in a girl bathroom by Loiuse Sachar
- Feedbacks: Heartwarming. Entertaining. Mesmerising. Thats all I can say. (I read it all at one sitting. Yeah... you can imagine what that means.)
:) There are some others which I hope I can recommend. But... T_______T!!! unfortunately, I can't because I have not read em. Except to read its synopsis....but never mind.. once I finished some, I will come back for more for another reviews :) savvy?
Meanwhile, should you have any recommendations, do not hesitate to share it with me :) I'm open to all kinds of stories and all kinds of books.
Continue reading. And if you have not, start reading! It makes you smart and it entertains :)
Take care now bye bye then...
Love and Peace,
Me :)
I wonder how many hours a day should I spend in order to read finish the books which I gauged myself to finish in about 2 weeks :) Lol perhaps I should time myself reading. Like the other day when I was reading "The Land of Stories The wishing Spell" by Chris Colfer- an amazing book indeed. have you guys read it? Read it! Worth reading.
It took me about 3-5 days to finish it. And it took me approximately 2 hours for 3 chapters.
So... if my 'Watership Down" By Richard Adams have OMG... 50 chapters!!!!! (man that guy really writes a lot) that means i will finish that book in about approximately--- 3 plus plus days... not including the time I procrastinate myself to read. Hm.... okay.. not bad.
Maybe then I should put this book as my second option instead of the first. What do you think?
Anyway, I'll figure that out later.
Been overwhelmed with so many activities due to pre-during-and-post Hope Project 2013 now that it was all over, I am beginning to feel a little empty here.
The good news is...however, I was able to find a lot of beautiful books for both English and Mandarin and wells... this is the first time in almost 5 years since the last time I got in touch with mandarin books, that I feel so much into reading mandarin books.
And so, unlike the usual me who only walk along the English novels, these days I have been walking around the mandarin books section as well. I am glad to discover some nice Chinese authors whose stories are easy to understand and engaging to read.
This allows me to feel a little back to my own roots. At the same time allows me to rediscover myself mesmerised by the languaged I used to learn once again.
Well, thanks to Hope Project though, because as I was there last Saturday, I could not help but notice that there are some English books placed on the children book shelves. Well... background story, Hope Project, is a Mission Project that my church involved in to make a difference in the life of the orphans at Berkat Bangsa, an Independent Orphanage in Batam.
This mission started out a year ago and our involvement is to help these orphans with their school fees as well as being a family to them through yearly visit to the orphanage.
Thus far I am glad to be able to see how the children grow so well and so good since 10 months ago.
And really, seeing how active they played and took part in the activities we provided for them, like singing the Sunday school songs together, and pray and shared - Seeing how they welcomed us all with open arms and a huge grins on their little faces, it was really touching.
So... what it got to do with the books on the shelves right? Yeah... getting there.
You see, the problem now is that, these children, they speak Indonesian. They speaks in my native language, Bahasa Indonesia, and they dont speak English. Unfortunately, the books on their shelves which are mostly donated from churches or donators overseas, are written in English.
You see... how it is problematic? Like damn man... how the heck are they going to read those books?
And therefore, seeing that, it came to me to feedback to the Hope Committee that maybe in the future on our next trip there, we can create a game whereby we teach them a little English like Jesus - Yesus, Jesus loves me - Yesus mengasihi Ku. Well, I dont know if it is gonna be taken into account, but for me, being a foreigner in a foreign land learning foreign language like mandarin, it makes me feel so wow (at first) and now that I mastered up that language, I realized how useful it is.
Just like me. I believe that these children, they too have the right to learn another language and be mesmerised by all the great fun they will be learning from having in contact with another language. And that way too... in the future they will be able to read all those books on their shelves. And that simple activity of teaching them English, may become a lifetime useful skills for them. :)
Isn't that GREAT? GREATO?
HUFF... well...we'll see...
I really hope that those children will be a good learner in the future. God bless them.
Have not been reading for sometime...and I guess seeing all the good books before me just make me feel so excited. I miss how I can spend hours and hours reading and writing.
At the moment some books to recommend will be :
1. The Land of Stories The Wishing Spell by Chris Colfer (yes. the glee star)
- Feedbacks: Be entertained by all the tweak and twist of the Fairy Tales you know so well. You will be smiling and laughing and mesmerising throughout. Five stars from me :)
2. The Magician's Elephant by Kate Dicamillo
- Feedbacks: I really like the way Dicamillo wrote the story in such simple details yet mesmerising and magical, kinda gothic feel throughout the whole story. Its amazing. Be mesmerised!
3. Whats so Amazing about Grace by Philip Yancey
- Feedbacks: This one is a MUST to read if you want to know more about God's grace. Why is there grace? Whats grace? Well explained with some food for thoughts to sharpen your mind and change your attitude about grace. Read it when you are busy. Be enriched fully and most importantly, pray before you read it.
4. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
- Feedbacks: If you ever felt in love? You will understand what Humbert Humbert is feeling. Although it was a little unusual kind of love affairs. But overall, the description, the flow of the story, the lustious desire of an unappropriate reason was beautifully expressed that as a reader you just read and read and at the end of it understand why the book is a masterpiece.
5. Theres a boy in a girl bathroom by Loiuse Sachar
- Feedbacks: Heartwarming. Entertaining. Mesmerising. Thats all I can say. (I read it all at one sitting. Yeah... you can imagine what that means.)
:) There are some others which I hope I can recommend. But... T_______T!!! unfortunately, I can't because I have not read em. Except to read its synopsis....but never mind.. once I finished some, I will come back for more for another reviews :) savvy?
Meanwhile, should you have any recommendations, do not hesitate to share it with me :) I'm open to all kinds of stories and all kinds of books.
Continue reading. And if you have not, start reading! It makes you smart and it entertains :)
Take care now bye bye then...
Love and Peace,
Me :)
Friday, March 1, 2013
My Friends
A year almost two, since the last time i met up with my friends.
I wonder what had I done throughout these years that had kept us 'falls apart' and un-contactable.
However, I am glad to learn that despite the distance and the time that had kept us apart, more matured, older, probably wiser; we continue to stay who we are.
Been reconnecting myself with old friends, old classmates recently.
And though it had never got me thinking as to why despite the advanced technology, instead of getting closer, sometimes, we are actually getting further (like we are all actually living in the same country, but how long do we oftenly met up? Not much) ; But anyway, the good thing about this is that, though we hardly met and hardly keep in touch, but each time we are meeting, it brings to us a sort of joy and excitement. And most important of all, though many things had happened to us, we continue to stay young at hearts.
And still, the most fun thing to talk about was during school times.
Seeing how everyone we know grow up, got married, expecting, become mother, it just...amazing...and though sometimes just take example myself, when I talked to them about how tiring my working life can be, how irritating things are at times, but when I listened to their part of the stories, and see how they 'wow' at my jobscope, and I 'wow' at theirs; sometimes I think this is what makes life interesting.
I mean, maybe I'm bored at my life and feel so sucks, yet when I see how they responded to it and gave feedbacks, it makes me to feel once again a new strength of optimism and gratefulness. While, I on the other hand, when hearing their part of the story and injected in it some words of admiration and encouragement made them feel glad... I mean just how wonderful that feeling you know... when we though tired as we are, at the end of the day when being encouraged regained in us once again that seemingly fading away confident back.
it just amazing. Amazing. And maybe that is what long-distance friends are for.
As in let's break that words in two.
Long Distance and Friends-- are for.
Long distance, as in separation -- cause me to feel excited though we may have known the person for some time, and yet because of time that had been making us far, it made us feel excited once again when meeting up.
In the past I dislikes separation. It makes me cry. (even now) Things like graduation, stories of separation, death... it just...makes me wish that we can never be apart from the one we love.
But now that I get older, I understand why some people choose to live alone. Why sometimes, separation is good for us. Because, sometimes we just need to spend time alone. Sometimes, unlike children who does not have much things to think/ worry about and happy being together, as adults, sometimes, when we are troubled, we are pissed off, we are too overloaded with one thing or another, we feel that we deserve to be alone. And though nobody leave us we choose to be alienated. Not in a bad way of course.
And it is in that 'loneliness' we learn to recollect ourselves. We relax and do all those things that we like to do, we go about our chores as and when we like and we enjoy our lives.
Friends, on the other hand, i feel is like the sweetest little treats around us that makes our lives even more beautiful as they come and go like a surprise. When they are near, we learn to treasure them. We talk to them, we laugh, we take pictures and do all the silly things together.
But when they are far, unlike a stubborn kid who demands attention all the time, we also learn to respect their own time. We don't bark at them anyhow, we don't get pissed off when they reply our whatsapp messages later than expected and though we are far, we don't be childish/ unreasonable and think that they had forgotten about us. Instead, we just take it flexibly.
I love my friends. And though we don't always meet like how people define BFF, but I love them nonetheless and I think thats what makes our friendship continues despite the distance.
So, to all my friends, far or near! CHEERS TO US Ladies and Gents! We've made it through the storm (of time and separation) !
Love and Peace,
Me :)
I wonder what had I done throughout these years that had kept us 'falls apart' and un-contactable.
However, I am glad to learn that despite the distance and the time that had kept us apart, more matured, older, probably wiser; we continue to stay who we are.
Been reconnecting myself with old friends, old classmates recently.
And though it had never got me thinking as to why despite the advanced technology, instead of getting closer, sometimes, we are actually getting further (like we are all actually living in the same country, but how long do we oftenly met up? Not much) ; But anyway, the good thing about this is that, though we hardly met and hardly keep in touch, but each time we are meeting, it brings to us a sort of joy and excitement. And most important of all, though many things had happened to us, we continue to stay young at hearts.
And still, the most fun thing to talk about was during school times.
Seeing how everyone we know grow up, got married, expecting, become mother, it just...amazing...and though sometimes just take example myself, when I talked to them about how tiring my working life can be, how irritating things are at times, but when I listened to their part of the stories, and see how they 'wow' at my jobscope, and I 'wow' at theirs; sometimes I think this is what makes life interesting.
I mean, maybe I'm bored at my life and feel so sucks, yet when I see how they responded to it and gave feedbacks, it makes me to feel once again a new strength of optimism and gratefulness. While, I on the other hand, when hearing their part of the story and injected in it some words of admiration and encouragement made them feel glad... I mean just how wonderful that feeling you know... when we though tired as we are, at the end of the day when being encouraged regained in us once again that seemingly fading away confident back.
it just amazing. Amazing. And maybe that is what long-distance friends are for.
As in let's break that words in two.
Long Distance and Friends-- are for.
Long distance, as in separation -- cause me to feel excited though we may have known the person for some time, and yet because of time that had been making us far, it made us feel excited once again when meeting up.
In the past I dislikes separation. It makes me cry. (even now) Things like graduation, stories of separation, death... it just...makes me wish that we can never be apart from the one we love.
But now that I get older, I understand why some people choose to live alone. Why sometimes, separation is good for us. Because, sometimes we just need to spend time alone. Sometimes, unlike children who does not have much things to think/ worry about and happy being together, as adults, sometimes, when we are troubled, we are pissed off, we are too overloaded with one thing or another, we feel that we deserve to be alone. And though nobody leave us we choose to be alienated. Not in a bad way of course.
And it is in that 'loneliness' we learn to recollect ourselves. We relax and do all those things that we like to do, we go about our chores as and when we like and we enjoy our lives.
Friends, on the other hand, i feel is like the sweetest little treats around us that makes our lives even more beautiful as they come and go like a surprise. When they are near, we learn to treasure them. We talk to them, we laugh, we take pictures and do all the silly things together.
But when they are far, unlike a stubborn kid who demands attention all the time, we also learn to respect their own time. We don't bark at them anyhow, we don't get pissed off when they reply our whatsapp messages later than expected and though we are far, we don't be childish/ unreasonable and think that they had forgotten about us. Instead, we just take it flexibly.
I love my friends. And though we don't always meet like how people define BFF, but I love them nonetheless and I think thats what makes our friendship continues despite the distance.
So, to all my friends, far or near! CHEERS TO US Ladies and Gents! We've made it through the storm (of time and separation) !
Love and Peace,
Me :)
Monday, November 5, 2012
These are my Favourite things
Reading.
Knitting.
Writing.
Singing.
Dancing.
Walking alone.
Listening to songs.
Going to the Library.
Sitting by the couch of the library and reading one books after another for hours.
Walking up and down the aisles of the Library bookshelves and trace my fingers along the many titles found in the shelves.
These are my favourite things.
To be able to wake up in the morning to the sound of nothing but the quietness of the morning sun shining into the house, brightening up the whole room; sipping a cup of coffee while thinking of nothing but being in the presence of God and with God.
Praying.
Reading the bible.
Meditating it.
Re-read. And re-read. And re-phrasing it in my mind...the beauty of God's words...
These are my favourite things.
To embrace the morning sun with a good smile and with squinted eyes looking at it bravely as I stand staring at the sun to capture the best moment of it's ray shining.
These are my favourite things.
To sit in front of a musical notes and moving my fingers up and down the piano keyboards.
Practising the same songs over and over and over and over again till the right tune came into sound.
To discover how I should positioned my hands appropriately so as to make a good soothing sound without making a single pause of unneccessary stacato...
These are my favourite things.
To hear the sounds of my favourite singers singing their best songs out and soothingly over the speaker.
To be lost in the power of their voices and floats away in the mist of their souls.
These are my favourite things
To read as many books as I can.
Finding myself loving nothing but the book that I am reading.
To get lost in the characters, and plots and settings.
Laughing now and then as the author played around with their words creatively.
These are my favourtite things.
But before I know it, somewhere in time, I had found myself losing touch with these things that I love the most. When and How I didnt know. But some part of me had been missing all these things that I have been doing and just like a big hole in my heart, something seems to swallow it all away.
Of all the things that I love to do.
I miss writing the most.
To write. And to re-write.
To read and re-write whenever is applicable.
To think of the best words to descript something without using repetition.
I miss writing the most.
It seems like my brain had turned so dull and empty that nothing came out of me each time I want to write.
I miss writing my fiction.
I miss writing my captions.
I miss writing my own creations of words, phrases, plots, characters, dialogues...
Damn I miss my writing.
I miss my reading.
I wish I can write again.
I wish I can write the way I've written again.
Written by,
Ana
Knitting.
Writing.
Singing.
Dancing.
Walking alone.
Listening to songs.
Going to the Library.
Sitting by the couch of the library and reading one books after another for hours.
Walking up and down the aisles of the Library bookshelves and trace my fingers along the many titles found in the shelves.
These are my favourite things.
To be able to wake up in the morning to the sound of nothing but the quietness of the morning sun shining into the house, brightening up the whole room; sipping a cup of coffee while thinking of nothing but being in the presence of God and with God.
Praying.
Reading the bible.
Meditating it.
Re-read. And re-read. And re-phrasing it in my mind...the beauty of God's words...
These are my favourite things.
To embrace the morning sun with a good smile and with squinted eyes looking at it bravely as I stand staring at the sun to capture the best moment of it's ray shining.
These are my favourite things.
To sit in front of a musical notes and moving my fingers up and down the piano keyboards.
Practising the same songs over and over and over and over again till the right tune came into sound.
To discover how I should positioned my hands appropriately so as to make a good soothing sound without making a single pause of unneccessary stacato...
These are my favourite things.
To hear the sounds of my favourite singers singing their best songs out and soothingly over the speaker.
To be lost in the power of their voices and floats away in the mist of their souls.
These are my favourite things
To read as many books as I can.
Finding myself loving nothing but the book that I am reading.
To get lost in the characters, and plots and settings.
Laughing now and then as the author played around with their words creatively.
These are my favourtite things.
But before I know it, somewhere in time, I had found myself losing touch with these things that I love the most. When and How I didnt know. But some part of me had been missing all these things that I have been doing and just like a big hole in my heart, something seems to swallow it all away.
Of all the things that I love to do.
I miss writing the most.
To write. And to re-write.
To read and re-write whenever is applicable.
To think of the best words to descript something without using repetition.
I miss writing the most.
It seems like my brain had turned so dull and empty that nothing came out of me each time I want to write.
I miss writing my fiction.
I miss writing my captions.
I miss writing my own creations of words, phrases, plots, characters, dialogues...
Damn I miss my writing.
I miss my reading.
I wish I can write again.
I wish I can write the way I've written again.
Written by,
Ana
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