A special message...

A special message:

Happy Birthday, my dear Angel!

May God bless you abundantly...
May He guide you in your journey of life...
May He grant wisdom in all the decisions you make...
May He grant understanding in whatever knowledge you have, or yet to acquire...
May He mature you in all facets of your life - physically, mentally, emotionally & spiritually...


Continue to be the person He has made you to be.
Continue to appreciate the little things & the big things He provided for you.
Continue to hold true to the relationships He has blessed you with.
Continue to spread the joy through your smiles, laughter & child-like heart.
Continue to extend out love, warmth, kindness & hospitality towards others around you.
Continue to use your gifts and talents to the glory of His Name.

Remember that you are here because of Him.
Remember that you are made for His purposes.
Remember that you are alive because He allows you to live.
Remember that His plans for you are for the best.


Last but not least,
Remember that you are LOVED
...by God...
...by your family...
...by your friends...
...by your brothers/sisters in Christ...
...and by me...

Luv & Signed sincerely by

The Climb by Miley Cyrus

- Hannah Montana Lyrics

Thanks for stickin by...

My unstable, irregular troubled emotions seem to have subsided and stabalised after last Thurs...

...thanks to my dear gal friend who accompanied me the whole day...

...the chat I had with my lecturer...

... the dinner cooked by my dear friend...

... friend's bf and exuni mate visit with lemon cheese cake...

...Thank you...
It made a difference
Knowing you guys would be there
and still be there...

It'll be over soon...
then all I need to do is... REST...
Wanna take a break from everything...

I still do have some questions in my mind.

Why is it that I am not as strong as the others?
Why do I need people around me to be there - physically & support me? to feel better.
Why do I constantly have people worrying about me?
Am I really that weak?

However,

I am blessed

I do feel bad sometimes...
I hope I can do the same for them.. as they have for me...
Often times, I feel as if I fail in doing so.
Am not as good at it as they are.
Yet they are patient and they cont to stick by me.

Thank you.

'Art on the streets' in Adelaide

This is what I call 'arts on the streets' :)

A simple attempt like this, done by young people themselves, can make a difference in our community and society.

Primary school kids and migrant young people get to see their art in which they did themselves on the side streets of the city.

I wonder how much impact does this have on the young people and also the people who see these art effort around.

It certainly gave me hope... for young kids to be able to express themselves... to feel belonged and be part of the society and community they live in.

Smileys for the kids who were involved in this project :)

A Future Not Our Own

A prayer / poem by Archbishop Oscar Romero

It helps, now and then, to step back
and take the long view,
The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts,
it is beyond our vision.

We accomplish in our lifetime only a tiny fraction of
the magnificent enterprise that is God's work.
Nothing we do is complete,
which is another way of saying
that the kingdom always lies beyond us.

No statement says all that could be said,
No prayer fully expresses our faith.
No confesssion brings perfection.
No pastoral visits brings wholeness.
No programme accomplishes the church's mission.
No set of goals and objectives includes everything.

This is what we are about:
We plant seeds that one day will grow.
We water seeds already planted, knowing that they hold future promise.
We lay foundations that will need further developmen.
We provide yeast that produces effects beyond our capabilities.

We cannot do everything
and there is a sense of liberation in realizing that.
This enables us to do something,
and to do it very well.
It may be incomplete, but it is a beginning, a step along the way.
an opportunity for God's grace to enter and do the rest.

We may never see the end results,
but that is the difference between the master builder and the worker.
We are workers, not master builders,
ministers, not messiahs,
We are propehts of a future not our own.


Ref: http://www.simonbarro.net/reflect3.html

"Just That Girl" dance - from Another Cinderella Story

Loves to dance!
Wish I could... now ;)