*grinz* i had a good day. i love worship. that's why i dont mind going down though i can do nothing 'cept buy drinks and bring chocolate. that's why you guys love me, aint it?
camp is tomorrow. i know you will be upset at me at how the worship goes. what do you want me to do? tell the worship leader that he is lousy and we ought to change him? tell the guitarist that there is someone better? tell the bassist that he actually is not good enough to sing? tell the pianist just because you have not heard of her so she shouldnt play? tell the drummer to not play because you are a drummer and no one approached you? there is lots that i expect from worship as well. but sometimes, when we are pushed into the circumstances which gives us no choice, there is nothing much we can do. you talk about them being inexperienced. you talk about them not being good enough. you talk about them not being selected properly. you talk. talk. can the people you select come down for rehearsals? how many musicians do we have? the number of worship leaders can be counted over on the fingers on one hand. do we have a choice. is the quality of voice so important? what about the heart of worship? whose standard are we judging by? i know music minister to people and that is the only reason why i am eager to learn an instrument. but i cant play the guitar, and that is a fact. to you, it only means that i am not interested to. giving only excuses. who are you to judge? i am getting really upset. you are just talking from your point of view. fine. the guitarist is not as good. but she is trying so hard. looking at her fingers make me feel sad for her. she is practising really hard. sometimes i just dont want to talk to you. just like how i dont like to talk to him, him and him. i beg you. give them a chance. let their music speak of their passion and love for God. pray that they will touch people with the music they play not just by quality, but by the love they have for God, the desire to serve Him through their music.
Heart of Worship
By Matt Redman
When the music fades
All is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring
Something that's of worth
That will bless your heart
I'll bring you more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what you have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart
CHORUS:
I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about you, it's all about you Jesus
I'm sorry lord for the thing i've made it
When it's all about you, it's all about you Jesus
King of endless worth
No one could express
How much you deserve
Though i'm weak and poor
All i have is yours
Every single breath
©1997 Kingsway’s Thankyou Music
camp is tomorrow. i know i will enjoy it because there's lots of people i love being there at the camp.
i am kind of confused. i think i should take my SAT. not sure. i wanna go CSM. but dont think my brother will be able to pay for my education as yet.
there is lots of emotions stirring. but somehow. in the most special way, God replaced all of them with joy. His joy. thanks dude.
this one for ya. hope you know who you are.
"be joyful always" - 1thes5:16
really
sighz. first i realised that i cant make conversations. i was really sad to know that. then i felt that i dont really express myself well. i am okay with that because i feel that i need to shut up more. then now, i am seriously doubting whether i am okay with reading and understanding. kaez. here goes my problem.
someone says:
ah beng*, would appreciate it if you could make arrangements with ah seng* to meet up with the Chinese Cong rep soon to discuss the various duties
*names have been changed to protect myself
so does the above dialogue means that ah beng is supposed to call ah seng instead of vice versa. so if ah seng dont call ah beng, ah seng is not at fault. am i right to say that? the one who could sense my evilness in the sms, maybe you can help me!!
i am going to send out a horribly digustingly mean email and i have to get my facts right. imagine the awkward silence between that person and i during dinner time. i could die!
the last camp i attended is my last red cross camp of the year. not too bad. slept quite a bit. slacked alot.
didnt scold anyone. wanted to slap a girl. felt insulted at time. being called
sir a couple of times. i think i should quit soon. coz they can do without an expert dishwasher. i can train one for them. at no charge. i am not really contributing anything so it is really not very nice for me to stay there and
bai chi bai yong. i am very tired of all those politics and me feeling bad all the time. i am tired of that strange feeling that i could have done something wrong. i am tired of thinking which day could the four crazy instructors with wind in their clothes walking together in course. the only thing holding me back, maybe two is my uniform and some people.
anyway. had fun yesterday during campfire concert practice.
mel,
sarah, our guitarist,
moses, our bassist cum worship leader,
ian, our worship leader cum my number one worker!
choir practice was more fun. i can sing the song.
away in the manger correctly!! and i can play my part on the piano. hahah.
two announcements i wish to make.
1. if i were to have any kids in the future. they will have nothing to do with the BB9/GB9. it's personal. nothing to explain.
2. promises are meant to be broken. as simple as that. cant explain too.
oh. something is making me quite excited. we are going to have a party for
auntie doris and
uncle jairus.
mel's band can dance for us, and maybe band
sixteen can play. the only important thing that is missing is that i wont be there. sighz.
anywayz. am really thankful for
doris. she's this amazing woman who's so auntyish and yet so professional. i thank her for the support she has given me, the chances that she placed before me and also the friendship that she has given to me. would like to wish her all the best!!! will keep ya in prayer. all the time =)
in a good mood now. will dance if i can dance. haha. went shopping for stuff yesterday. and the
auntie at spotlight is sooooooooooooooooo nice!!
will be going to church later on. maybe i will buy some cookies for them.
how's that kids?
i like seeing the kids from church. they have this amazing ability of making me happy even though they dont know it. they are really wonderful people.
really wonderful.
and
ian, another plus point about being photographer is that we dont have to wear the ugly nametag, just say it tangles with the camera strap. you will see how ugly it is later.
hope to keep this wonderful mood. and guys, tell me which jc you guys made it too. ok?
i am getting really fed up. the camp is irritating me like anything. first of all. i am not supposed to be entertaining calls from parents. i am not supposed to do anything at all except for
advise ben. i am just his advisor and they expect me to attend meetings, do nametags... i really wonder do they have any problems listening. i told them i am just supposed to sit in when ben cant. why cant they understand that very simple thing. secondly, i dont want to attend that supposedly stupid camp. who wants to be paying twenty dollars canoeing for one whole day when you can do something better. why get feedback when you dont listen. if you want this for your boys, do it on your own. if you want lesser activities to plan and throw responsiblity to others, then i think you are a loser. thirdly, they dont accept suggestions from others. they plan. they think it's good. but i think it's not. then why bother holding meetings. just do your own thing . ask for representives for what? i think i wont enjoy the camp. i make sure i make you feel how i felt last year. how your officers disappear and appear, i will do the same. how your officers were nasty, your boys will suffer. the camp is on friday? or saturday? and i dont even know what is the theme verse and the theme song. at least last year before the camp, every one of us could sing the theme song. i dont understand what is your mentality for the camp. if you are just planning for the sake of planning, dont do it. it defeats the purpose of the camp. i sense closeness in my committee after the camp, which is little more than before the camp. at least it is an achievement. if you want just good evaluation for the activities, then i think it's not correct. activities are just activities. and stop blaming our youths for not opening up. apparently your boys and girls are not too. it takes two hands to clap. i am getting really angry. if it is not for
auntie doris,
ben, and the lack of available people from YE, i wont be doing this, or going for the camp. i wanna do the BB sharity gift box, do the christmas party, spent time at home and not with some ... people. i will be mean. these days, people just irk me.
but
ian, as irritated and pissed off as i feel, i will still attend the caroling thing coz i am your auntie shirley. so no worries. but i really need to know the time yah? if not i will be late again. debra didnt get back to me, so i dont have
evangelyn's number.
i think people in the service industry should wake up. stop falling asleep on the job. this goes out to all the people in
art friend at bras brasah complex and the
photo finish at bugis. i pray that i will never end up in the service industry, from the way i behaved yesterday. below is my heartfelt message to the people at
art friend.
to the people at
art friend...
where's the service that you displayed long ago that left a child in awe?
where's the smile you have for your customers?
where's the patience you ought to display?
dont get complacent just because you are a big art supply store in singapore. if not for the discount card that you give to design student, i dont think you get much business from me.
i went to art friend yesterday. to buy some stuff for christmas. they said they were closing. told me to hurry up. it was 1931h. one minute after closing time. i was picking paper. coz every piece had defects. as a consumer, i feel that i have a right to choose. and they didnt even give warning that they were closing soon. so how am i supposed to know. so i went to pay. and there was this little lady who was trying her best to help me pack my paper. one look and i could tell she was new. all the better. it's easier to make things difficult for her. she packed my paper, i told her i was not satisfied. i made her do it again. she tried her best to do it really fast and i could see it. but i was angry. so i gave her a suggestion. the auntie there tried to help. but i was really unreasonable. i said this, "your colleague said that you were closing so i am trying to help you make things faster". they tried some more and i said this, "hey can you be careful, dont crumple my paper". when i left, i gave this really disgusting smile to the nice lady there. sorry. i dont mean to. but your colleague irritated me. through and through.
many irritating stuff happened. cant list them all. but this made me feel a bit better. gonna shop for christmas stuff. *grinz*
