Its useless stone.. the heart beat is already flat.. i'm so sorry, but its the best the doctors could do.. do u believe in miracles?
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Dots....
Emergency!!! Somebody get the ambulance!!! Somebody do a CPR!!!
-------After 6 hours---------
Doctor :"It's condition is now stable......................."
The blog is alive!!!! Keep it alive!!!!
-------After 6 hours---------
Doctor :"It's condition is now stable......................."
The blog is alive!!!! Keep it alive!!!!
Monday, September 28, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
An explanation
JS ended seven months ago.
Yes, but our relationships didn’t end there. Or, at least I hope so. While it is hard to have long-distance relationships (seeing as we’re scattered from Alor Setar all the way to Labuan) I do try to do all I can to meet up, see all of you guys again, so long as I am able to.
I guess I didn’t try hard enough the last time round.
Well, here’s a lowdown on what should have happened on that day.
Classes were supposed to end at 10.15, I’d get on a train (STAR LRT) from Sri Petaling to Bandar Tasik Selatan, then switch to KTM, alighting at the Midvalley station. And then I would have plenty of time to spend with whoever was at Midvalley, before catching a train back to campus for Finale Night.
At least, that was the plan.
Here’s what actually happened that day.
Classes ended at 10.15, just as the timetable said they would. We don’t have much choice, actually; Semester 2 students use the same room Semester 1 students use at 10.30, so the lectures have to end on time.
However, after lectures, my orientation group discovered that we had yet to finish our signature hunt. So we did the Malaysian thing and did it at the last minute, as the paperwork was due at 2 pm, and it was apparently worth a lot of marks.
After following my group around and doing my fair share of stupid things for the day, I was then faced with a choice as to whether I should go for CF or join you guys at Midvalley. There was, of course, the fact that I had said I was going, but then again, there was CF, it shouldn’t take too long, bla bla bla….
For reasons not completely known to man, but known (at least in part) to men, I went for CF. I did, in the end, give Jun Arn some notice as to me not going, but I guess I should have given more advance notice.
Well, if I could pull of binary fission, I would have. I did say I was going, and if I could have gone, I would have. But as I had activities going on in campus at the same time, and the fact that once everything was said and done, I didn’t have enough time to go down to Midvalley and hang out with you guys (plus the fact that KTM is super slow), I didn’t go.
So I’m saying sorry (a long overdue one, I know).
Don’t get me wrong; if another chance arises, I will try my best to go… I don’t FFK people, and this would be one of the exceptions to the rule. Just that this time, I overextended myself.
I’ll try to be at fewer places at the same time in the future.
Yes, but our relationships didn’t end there. Or, at least I hope so. While it is hard to have long-distance relationships (seeing as we’re scattered from Alor Setar all the way to Labuan) I do try to do all I can to meet up, see all of you guys again, so long as I am able to.
I guess I didn’t try hard enough the last time round.
Well, here’s a lowdown on what should have happened on that day.
Classes were supposed to end at 10.15, I’d get on a train (STAR LRT) from Sri Petaling to Bandar Tasik Selatan, then switch to KTM, alighting at the Midvalley station. And then I would have plenty of time to spend with whoever was at Midvalley, before catching a train back to campus for Finale Night.
At least, that was the plan.
Here’s what actually happened that day.
Classes ended at 10.15, just as the timetable said they would. We don’t have much choice, actually; Semester 2 students use the same room Semester 1 students use at 10.30, so the lectures have to end on time.
However, after lectures, my orientation group discovered that we had yet to finish our signature hunt. So we did the Malaysian thing and did it at the last minute, as the paperwork was due at 2 pm, and it was apparently worth a lot of marks.
After following my group around and doing my fair share of stupid things for the day, I was then faced with a choice as to whether I should go for CF or join you guys at Midvalley. There was, of course, the fact that I had said I was going, but then again, there was CF, it shouldn’t take too long, bla bla bla….
For reasons not completely known to man, but known (at least in part) to men, I went for CF. I did, in the end, give Jun Arn some notice as to me not going, but I guess I should have given more advance notice.
Well, if I could pull of binary fission, I would have. I did say I was going, and if I could have gone, I would have. But as I had activities going on in campus at the same time, and the fact that once everything was said and done, I didn’t have enough time to go down to Midvalley and hang out with you guys (plus the fact that KTM is super slow), I didn’t go.
So I’m saying sorry (a long overdue one, I know).
Don’t get me wrong; if another chance arises, I will try my best to go… I don’t FFK people, and this would be one of the exceptions to the rule. Just that this time, I overextended myself.
I’ll try to be at fewer places at the same time in the future.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Caught in the arms of grace
Been thinking alot about accepting people lately.
Wait, what does accepting people come about grace?
Simple. Will explain as i go, but let's start this properly. (this is a serious seriously long post. you were warned)
Everyone hates rejection. Let's face it, we are all made as social creatures. Introverts and Extroverts alike, are affected by (the lack of) human touch. Being lonely sucks, especially in the stormy patch we all will very soon graduate from - adolecence.
Conversely, being in a clique of friends is awesome. Having a friend (or two) to go thru thick and thin helps survival. Having a few crazy ones, is one of the best things in life. Like it or not, we cannot isolate ourselves from the world. That was one of the reason (among others) why JS (or YQ, YLDP or any other great programme) rocked.
However.
Rejection happens when something alien to the individual is made known and the person reacts in a negative manner to the situation presented. Uncomfortable reactions. A big stare. Ugly words. Isolation. There are many ways to express rejection.
And like it or not, we would have rejected somebody, knowingly or not, in our life. And here is where i'm getting at.
You see, we fellow Christians are supposed to be 'the light to the world'. But to reject someone who needed acceptance from you is no good testimony, even to fellow believers. Maybe the person seemed wierd or scary, but it is defitnately not what Christ commanded us to do. He said "Go and make disiples of ALL nations..." (Matt 28.19) and "you will be my witnesses in...to the ends of the earth" (Acts 1.8). And we all know, that the best way to share the gospel is to be a good witness/testimony. And like it or not, rejecting people because of various reason is no Christian value.
Sure, we all know that, but where is the actual problem?
How about how we respond to people of other 'inferior' races, religious background, political royalties, state of origin, or even... controversial people/people with controversial practices, for example, "people like us"??? (PLU, if u dunno, search definition up on Wiki)
The gospel is for everyone. We as comfy Christians are too comfy being in our 'self-righteous bubble'. I may speak harsh words, but face it - it's harsher for those who are the 'reject victims'. And what i feel is that we are losing many souls, even those backsliding, solely because of this reason. Why? For that, we need to ponder. Even if it is not you, don't you feel you should make sure the people you influence are not so, either?
Besides, even if we are facing something the Bible speak against, we can accept the individual but not his/her actions, right? If not, how on earth do we change the world?
This is, of course, easier said than done, though. And that is where we need grace more than anything else in this world. We need it so much that it has to overflow from our lives into these people whom God yearns to bring back into His fold. We sing Hosanna, but our heart needs to be BROKEN first. And that, needs divine intervention.
If not, something like this might repeat... Here's a snippet from the pages of History... (edit: mind you, i find this thoughts sobering also...)
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Wait, what does accepting people come about grace?
Simple. Will explain as i go, but let's start this properly. (this is a serious seriously long post. you were warned)
Everyone hates rejection. Let's face it, we are all made as social creatures. Introverts and Extroverts alike, are affected by (the lack of) human touch. Being lonely sucks, especially in the stormy patch we all will very soon graduate from - adolecence.
Conversely, being in a clique of friends is awesome. Having a friend (or two) to go thru thick and thin helps survival. Having a few crazy ones, is one of the best things in life. Like it or not, we cannot isolate ourselves from the world. That was one of the reason (among others) why JS (or YQ, YLDP or any other great programme) rocked.
However.
Rejection happens when something alien to the individual is made known and the person reacts in a negative manner to the situation presented. Uncomfortable reactions. A big stare. Ugly words. Isolation. There are many ways to express rejection.
And like it or not, we would have rejected somebody, knowingly or not, in our life. And here is where i'm getting at.
You see, we fellow Christians are supposed to be 'the light to the world'. But to reject someone who needed acceptance from you is no good testimony, even to fellow believers. Maybe the person seemed wierd or scary, but it is defitnately not what Christ commanded us to do. He said "Go and make disiples of ALL nations..." (Matt 28.19) and "you will be my witnesses in...to the ends of the earth" (Acts 1.8). And we all know, that the best way to share the gospel is to be a good witness/testimony. And like it or not, rejecting people because of various reason is no Christian value.
Sure, we all know that, but where is the actual problem?
How about how we respond to people of other 'inferior' races, religious background, political royalties, state of origin, or even... controversial people/people with controversial practices, for example, "people like us"??? (PLU, if u dunno, search definition up on Wiki)
The gospel is for everyone. We as comfy Christians are too comfy being in our 'self-righteous bubble'. I may speak harsh words, but face it - it's harsher for those who are the 'reject victims'. And what i feel is that we are losing many souls, even those backsliding, solely because of this reason. Why? For that, we need to ponder. Even if it is not you, don't you feel you should make sure the people you influence are not so, either?
Besides, even if we are facing something the Bible speak against, we can accept the individual but not his/her actions, right? If not, how on earth do we change the world?
This is, of course, easier said than done, though. And that is where we need grace more than anything else in this world. We need it so much that it has to overflow from our lives into these people whom God yearns to bring back into His fold. We sing Hosanna, but our heart needs to be BROKEN first. And that, needs divine intervention.
If not, something like this might repeat... Here's a snippet from the pages of History... (edit: mind you, i find this thoughts sobering also...)
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Mahatma Gandhi is one of the most respected leaders of modern history. A Hindu, Ghandi nevertheless admired Jesus and often quoted from the Sermon on the Mount. Once when the missionary E. Stanley Jones met with Ghandi he asked him, "Mr. Ghandi, though you quote the words of Christ often, why is that you appear to so adamantly reject becoming his follower?" Ghandi replied, "Oh, I don't reject your Christ. I love your Christ. It's just that so many of you Christians are so unlike your Christ." Apparently Ghandi's rejection of Christianity grew out of an incident that happened when he was a young man practising law in South Africa. He had become attracted to the Christian faith, had studied the Bible and the teachings of Jesus, and was seriously exploring becoming a Christian. And so he decided to attend a church service. As he came up the steps of the large church where he intended to go, a white South African elder of the church barred his way at the door. "Where do you think you're going, kaffir?" the man asked Ghandi in a belligerent tone of voice. Ghandi replied, "I'd like to attend worship here." The church elder snarled at him, "There's no room for kaffirs in this church. Get out of here or I'll have my assistants throw you down the steps." From that moment, Ghandi said, he decided to adopt what good he found in Christianity, but would never again consider becoming a Christian if it meant being part of the church. How we treat those others tells people MORE about what we believe, and what following Jesus means to us, than all the fine sermons we deliver.
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