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Monday, March 22, 2010
Its not about me, or the things I expect but the God that gives me things and God himself.
Labels: Christ
Unknown Source at 2:10 PM
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Watched "Hotel Rwanda" today. Recorded it on Monday on the spur of the moment when I was flipping channels. And in that moment borned moments where I see in vivid pictures how humanity has failed the initial purposes God meant for a world he created. Love.
A movie,based on a true story, where in the words of the main lead's actual persona, "(movie) was a lot less violent than what happened". It was set in the backdrop of the events leading up to and during the Rwanda Genocide of 1994-1995, and made me appreciate how lucky we are here in SG. If shedding tears over a touching love story was forgivable, then tearing at the inhumane loss of lives and limbs, lost of family in front of one's eyes, separation of husband and wife, parents and children, selfless sacrifice for a stranger but a brother of the same race nonetheless, self-shame of being afraid and being powerless at saving the distressed masses....are definitely nothing to be paiseh about.
A movie,based on a true story, where in the words of the main lead's actual persona, "(movie) was a lot less violent than what happened". It was set in the backdrop of the events leading up to and during the Rwanda Genocide of 1994-1995, and made me appreciate how lucky we are here in SG. If shedding tears over a touching love story was forgivable, then tearing at the inhumane loss of lives and limbs, lost of family in front of one's eyes, separation of husband and wife, parents and children, selfless sacrifice for a stranger but a brother of the same race nonetheless, self-shame of being afraid and being powerless at saving the distressed masses....are definitely nothing to be paiseh about.
Separation: a feeling of fear and uncertainity
Abandonment- a feeling of hopelessness and despair
While the scenes in the movie were heartwrenching to watch, I can only imagine how much worse it must have been when it actually happened. This leads me to my main conclusion abeit from the failure of humanity. Our only hope: Jesus Christ, the only one who died for billions in the face of impending death and fear. People say fear makes us human, the inbuilt primate reactions in us of fight or flee comes from fear. But Christ died to show us that "perfect love drives out fear".
In the word of the late MJ, heal the world indeed. Without love, things tend to become more complicated than they really are.
"This is the message you have heard from the BEGINNING: We should love one another" -1 John 3:11
In the word of the late MJ, heal the world indeed. Without love, things tend to become more complicated than they really are.
"This is the message you have heard from the BEGINNING: We should love one another" -1 John 3:11
Unknown Source at 3:54 PM
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Exam period! *Stress* Never mug so much in my life before. and never felt so pissed at exam timetable before.
2 papers on first sat, then friday evening paper and end off with another sat paper, not as if school no space during the weekdays DAYTIME.
Anyway,doubt I will pass this time round. Really need God's help in this,and learning to pray everyday on that. If I work, I work. If I pray, God works.
Swee...
2 papers on first sat, then friday evening paper and end off with another sat paper, not as if school no space during the weekdays DAYTIME.
Anyway,doubt I will pass this time round. Really need God's help in this,and learning to pray everyday on that. If I work, I work. If I pray, God works.
Swee...
Labels: Musings