Rest

Come to me, all you are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Matthew 11:28

The past few weeks have been really depressing. Had another disagreement with my parents so we aren't talking to them now. Penny and I just have so much to deal with at the moment that we decided it's best for everybody that we leave them alone for now.

Our finances are becoming a strain on us. Again, this month I've compromised on my tithing to pay our bills. Guilt stricken, I keep crying out to God to forgive me for 'robbing' His kingdom. I've got so much to do at work, what with the new product launch in January, keeping up with all the paperwork and with dance rehearsals (for our marketing conference in Jan 2008) coming up.

Haven't been sleeping well either. The slightest noise keeps me awake at night (there's a lone bird that keeps chirping at night) and I had to put on ear plugs to go to sleep. But that didn't help much too as the sound of my own breathing was amplified a hundred fold within my ear canals. By the time I got to sleep, the birds (all of them, not just the loner from the night before) started chirping and it was dawn again.

Prayed to God two nights back and told Him that I was really drained and all I needed was some good quality sleep. For the first time in two weeks, I fell asleep without ear plugs. I woke up to the sound of chirping birds and the purplish sky outside the window. I thought to myself 'Wow, what a beautiful day!' (though the sky turned dark later in the morning and rained for the next two days; I'm sure this was God's way of motivating me). For some reason, that depressive feeling was gone. Not that my problems had gone away; I knew we still had bills to pay, I knew there was still shit to clear at work. But somehow I felt a heavy burden being lifted from my shoulders and felt so much lighter and happier.

All because I serve an Almighty God.

My soon-to-be new hobby

Been feeling restless these few days. Couldn't keep still for 5 mins and had to keep getting out of my seat to stretch myself, walk to the washroom, etc. Probably the stress is getting to me, which also explains why I can't sleep at night.

I thought that maybe it's time I did some exercise to purge out all the pent up steam that has been accumulating. Then I remembered parkour, something that I've always been intrigued by but never had the chance to explore further on.

Parkour originated in suburban France and it can't really be considered a form of extreme sport or categorised into any other form of sport. Made popular by movies like Yamakasi, The Great Challenge, B13 and Casino Royale - where 007 runs after this African guy. Basically, traceuers (particpiants of the sport) run (duh), jump, hop, somersault their way through obstacles like buildings, stairs and other variety of inanimate objects in their everyday environment.

Founder David Belle couldn't have summarised it better when he said "Martial arts train you for the fight, parkour trains you for the flight". The original intention of parkour was to train the body to move in the fastest, most efficient way in times of an emergency. However these day it has evolved into 'free running' where traceurs take to the streets to execute more elaborate and complicated moves.

You can check out the video here.

Apart from capoeira which I've been wanting to try out (cos I've got long legs which always don't seem to fit anywhere), I think free running would be quite wicked to try out. I reckon you would require a decent amount of upper body strength, which I would like to believe I have since I was capable of 22 pull ups within a minute in my prime (of course, that was 10 years ago).

I'm sure, like capoeira, there is already a small group of people already practising it here. Now my mission is to find le traceurs du Singapoeur.

Being on fire for God

We had a guest speaker, Pastor Loh, on Sunday who spoke about being on fire for God. He made a very good point, quoting Revelations 3:16 which says: "So, because you are lukewarm-neither hot nor cold-I am about to spit you out of my mouth". Either we are hot or cold, anything in between is unacceptable to God.

He went on to talk about why Christians today are becoming lukewarm in their attitudes towards God, getting distracted by worldly desires and the burdens of this fallen world. I couldn't help but think about myself, how I get so wrapped up in worrying about the things of this world than His kingdom. Overwhelmed by guilt, I said a silent prayer asking for forgiveness.

It's difficult to have faith and BELIEVE when things around you that can go wrong just go wrong. As i prayed, I remembered Lamentations 3:27 which says: "It is good for the man to bear the yoke while he is young". Which probably explains all the shit we have to go through in our life as God prepares us for bigger and better things.

I continue to pray that He gives me renewed strength everyday to fight the battle and forge ahead.

This Is The Day... Vel's graduation concert

All the hoo-ha and anticipation finally led up to this day. We were all so excited; changing Velouria, making sure her hair was all in place, putting on make-up for her (only to realise later that our enthusiasm was uncalled for as their teachers actually tied her hair and applied make-up all over again backstage).

After handing her over to her form teacher, we all milled into the concert hall and were all chatting and laughing, snapping our cameras and watching the Powerpoint slideshow (showcasing photos from activities that the students were involved in) over and over and over again. We were all straining our necks to see if anything was going to come out from the side of the stage.

Finally, at 5.30pm on the dot, the MC (a horrible one at that, kept getting all the names wrong) came on stage and went through the usual pleasantries. This was followed by a thank you speech from the Director of Grace House, Ms Isabel Ng, and the Head of Children Ministry of Grace AOG (can't remember her name but she was quite a character though - 'I love children and the children love me' is a line I'm going to remember for a looooong time).

Then came the graduation of the K2 kids. Their entrance could rival any banquet first dish presentation, with all the fanfare and marching. What really touched us was that Ms Isabel Ng actually prayed for the children after they were all presented their certs.

Then the concert proper began. The first item was of course with Velouria's group singing 'It's A School Day'. It was quite a mess (but a cute one) with all the kids more interested in identifying their family and friends in the audience. It was a good preview for the next few items coming up as the audience (us included) lapped it all up and clamoured for more (parents were all rushing to the front to get pictures of their kids).

There were more items in between but I think what caught everyone's attention were the Playgroup kids. These were children between the ages of 2 & 3 who were not eligible to go to N1 yet. It was a joy to see some of them running all over the stage (much to the teachers' dismay), some just froze and forgot what they were supposed to do, while others just freaked out and cried. It was a blast!

Then Velouria's group came out again. They were decked out in beach gear, with the girls in a fake hula grass skirt made from raffia and plastic flowers. This time they did a very reggae rendition of 'See The Works Of The Lord'.

But what topped it all was the finale item when ALL the kids came out and sang 'This Is The Day'. I believe this was the one that the kids trained really hard for as all of them were screaming out all the words at the top of their lungs (even for the Mandarin version!).

In the end, though we were all famished we all left smiling, satisfied that all the wait was worth it. This Is The Day indeed...

Electronic is evil

After having fun with the electronic drums for some time, I realised that this was a very basic set which had its limitations. Couldn't do any cross stick shots on the snare (i.e. hitting the rim of the drum with the stick) or bell shots on the ride cymbal (the roundish part that where it is screwed onto the stand, giving the cowbell kinda sound).

Sucks. Electronics and the digital age are all evil, so the acoustic drum set still rules. If only I can fork out somemore money to get a drum techinician to look at the drum set in church. The drums there are in a sad, sad state. Heck, even I feel sad just hearing the flat thump they give off whenever I whack them.

Growing old

I hate to admit it. But we are all growing old and it's scary.

Just today, one of my RSAF ex-colleagues, Peter, called me up to tell me his wife is expecting their first kid in February next year. Being the blur sotong that he is, obviously he's getting worried cos he's not the parenting type (honestly, none of us ever are till we get our first kid; it's one of those baptism by fire things).

So there we were yakking away (me teasing him mostly) and he said something along the lines like, "Wah, last time we meet up is to go dancing and drinking, now we have coffee to talk about kids". Yes sir-ree! We certainly have come a long way!

Next thing we know we'll be talking about where to hold our kids' weddings.

Shite... It really is worrying to realise you're not getting any younger. It's just one of those aspects of life that you never really bother about until it just falls on you like a ton of bricks out of the blue. Then you start thinking about how you are going to see your kids through to university, will you be able to retire in Florida, will you live long enough to withdraw your CPF, etc, etc.

But it's okay, as long as I can age with style like Sean Connery... :P

Going electronic

So there we were on Sunday at FairPrice Finest (the atas NTUC targetted at the ang mohs, situated at Bukit Timah Plaza), grabbing some stuff to bring to Tua Pek's house since we had been invited there for dinner by his new Korean neighbour who was doing all the cooking. Then we saw an ad on one of those lelong notice boards that are commonly found in all these ang moh places (they seem to have an affinity for lelong-ing their unwanted stuff). It read:'TDK Electronic drum set for sale. I paid $3000, you pay $500'. Only an idiot would refuse this offer.

So we called up the owner, viewed the thing and ended up paying $800 for it. Yes, it was more expensive than the original price but still a lucrative deal. And it was a Roland drum set, no less, with an amp and headphones, some 'Drumming for Dummies' guide book and an instruction CD.

I know how badly our church needed a new drum set. The current one we're using has been there for ages, all worn out and rusty. One of the cymbals had even been cracked by an overzealous drummer. :P

Ps Don had been talking about getting an electronic one for the longest time. But cost had always been a deciding factor that held us back. Financial obligations aside, I think this was an opportunity presented before us to help build God's sanctuary. So I just grit my teeth, signed the cheque and shoved everything into my car.

Digital equipment always have cons when compared to analogue ones so it will take some getting used to, but I think we're gonna have a great time with this new toy.

Blessed be the name of the Lord!