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Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Trust in Him

When you say, "I can't solve this."

God tells you, "I will direct your path." (Proverbs 3:5-6)

When you say, "It's impossible."
God tells you, "Everything is possible." (Luke 18:27)

 
When you say, "I feel all alone."
God tells you, "Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you." (Hebrews 13:5)

 
When you say, "I can't do it."
God tells you, "I can do everything through him who gives me strength." (Philippians 4:13)

When you say, "I don't deserve forgiveness."
God tells you, "I have forgiven you." (Romans 8:1)


When you say, " I am afraid."
God tells you, "Do not fear, for I am with you; I will strengthen you and help you." (Isaiah 41:10)

When you say, "I am tired."
God tells you, "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." (Matthew 11:28-30)

 When you say, "No one really loves me."
God tells you, " I love you." (John 13:34)

When you say, " I don't know how to go on."
God tells you, " I will show you the path." (Psalm 32:8)

 
When you say, "What path does God have for me?"
God tells you, "My Beloved Son Jesus Christ." (1Timothy 2:5)


--Author Unknown

Thursday, May 13, 2010

That's the way, Malaysia!

I spend the last few days, stoning in front of the TV for the most anticipating Thomas Cup. The living room was my stadium, the beating of my heart were the drums and the pillows were the other spectators. It was a breakdown, a grief-strickening moment when Japan slammed down our team with 3-2, especially our intense desire of repeating the historic victory back in 1992. The players were obviously drained out of stress during the horrendous battle.

But boy!, they did an outstanding performance yesterday, battling against Denmark by 3-2. The team appeared to be 'Stronger than Yesterday' despite of the unexpected failure. Thanks to our world’s player, LCW not forgetting KKT and TBH in building the victory momentum to blaze the fighting spirit. The fighting spirit was so evident. Even though, WCH and the other double players were at the losing end, they fought to the very end. ‘To give up’ was never a solution. Hafiz is back in the game, sprinting as the Hero of the sweet victory, placing Malaysia in semi-finals.

A great game, I would say.

Well, Malaysia is grinding our weapons for the next combat, setting up a tough clash with the reigning champion China. Based on Thomas Cup 1998 Jakarta, China won 3-2. Lin Dan was shocked by LCH after LCH won in straight game.


We shall see. China or Malaysia??

I’m crazily cheering for Malaysia... Doesn’t matter win or lose; it is about believing in the nation you’re living in.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

What is happiness??

One day, the young lion asked his mom: "Mom, where is the happiness?"
Mom replied: "It's on your tail."


So the young lion keeps on chasing after his tail. But after a whole day of trying, he failed to get the happiness that was on his tail.


Then he told his mom about this, his mom smiled and said: "Son, you don't really need to chase after your happiness, as long as you keep going and moving forward, your happiness will always be with you."

Monday, May 10, 2010

I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with it

I stepped into the library, day-in and day-out.

I checked through online the status of that particular book since yesterday.

I have been browsing through the library shelves meticulously, in case I missed out that black-printed book.

I read the book that I was anticipating in an open-book website.

I have never felt this way before towards any other books.

I could not put the book down for a minute, I literally eat with it, sleep with it, listening to lectures with it..
It is therefore, a Confession,
that I'm officially obsessed with it..

I am
unconditionally,
irrevocably
in love

with
a fictional book.
Twilight Saga

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Hemophobia

During childhood times, I was like a Magnet welcoming accidents ranging from bleeding, wounds, swollen and ext. Blood to me was nothing. But a recent activity has brought me to discover my weakness of fearing bloods. It is called Hemophobia (hee-mo-fo-bee-ya).

My uni was having this Blood Donation Drive in the concourse. Everyone was so exhilarated, talking over about the drive, their first ever experience donating blood and the ‘theoretical factors’ of an eligible donor. I, myself was keyed up about the drive in wanting to contribute something to the society.

As I was walking with my group of boisterous friends towards the drive, deep inside I felt something was wrong, I mean something went wrong. I really don’t feel good. From afar, one glance of that red thick, drops dribbling into that transparent plastic packet has triggered my body entire system. My legs turned jelly out of a sudden. The butterflies in my tummy was flying and racing in full speed restlessly. My head felt dizzy when the smell of rust and salt blended with a strong smell of sterilized clinical equipment wafted through my nostrils. I was clutching my friend tight as the nurse effortlessly inserted the needle right through the skin. The sight of the blood drive awakens my inner voice. “Can you do it, Carol?” it whispered. A ray of thoughts ran through my mind. I was visualizing myself sitting on the chair, squashing the ball to assist the blood flow. Blood flowing out of my veins into the tube and into the transparent plastic packet. “Come out, you can do it!”

My rational thoughts wrestled with my emotions, my little courage. My friends were filling the forms. For me, I can’t even hold the pen straight as my hands were literally shaking. Finally, I chickened Out!! Cowardice, I told myself. Many threw up and had fainting spells after donating. Since I was not, I was the ‘Nurse of the Day’, providing tissues and hot drinks.

I really wanted to donate, but I guessed that day was not the right time. I shall donate once I’m ready overcoming that fear, fear of blood.

PS: Do donate as it benefits the donor and the recipient. =) cheers

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Man's Best Friend



I have been desiring for a pet, especially a puppy. A friend who stays true and faithful and doesn’t judge for who you are.

One day, my sister and I had pluck our 'mustard seed courage' to ask my dad. "Dad, why not we have a puppy? It can look after our home, and we have someone to play with.." both of us pleaded with our adorable puppy eyes. But in vain, dad never agreed. He answered jokingly, “You both can't even take care of yourselves, yet you want a dog." From that day onwards, we never really bothered to ask him about having a dog. The definite answer will be the 'BIG NO'.

Dad has a pet dog before, during his ‘bachelorhood’ times. He had a sturdy bull dog named ‘Bronco’. His love for his beloved friend was beyond words. To an extent, my dad even washed Bronco’s feet under running water after he brought Bronco for a walk. One even suggested to my dad, why not get Bronco a walking shoes. Bronco was a dog who remains faithful to his Master. Bronco was there during the ups and downs of life. He’s worth more than just a pet; he was part of the family. However, Bronco left the world due to heart failure.

Somehow, pets do have ‘emotional intelligence’. They understood their master’s emotions of sorrow and joy. The true story of a dog, Hachiko in Tokyo who waited for his Master till he fall dead on the steps of the station remains a legend till today. It never fails to bring tears to my eyes every time I read the legend again and again.