I forgot to share a near-miss accident yesterday... I was walking towards Vivocity to buy my groceries and while I was crossing the road, my mind was occupied with a couple of things. I basically looked at one side of the road for cars but forgot there was the other side - cross I did and an accident I almost got myself into. This motor-bike screeched to a stop and I was startled. He was, of course, annoyed!
When I turned towards his direction, I could see that his bike almost skidded. I was very apologetic because my pre-occupation with some thoughts almost got someone injured or killed. It could have been the same for me too. For a moment while I was heading for the supermarket, I was in a daze. I was also thankful nothing happened to the motorcyclist and me.
While I was in the bus on the way back to campus, suddenly there was a sense of gratitude in my heart, having realised that yesterday could have been my last on this earth. I whispered words of thanks to God for the many areas concerning my life - how He saw me through the tumultous years when I was a delinquent; how I flunked the 'O' Level examinations twice but still had the chance to pursue my studies, doing my 'A' Level examinations as a private candidate; and then being able to pull through that, under the watchful eyes of my ex-Senior Pastor, to move on to university; and now as a teacher; for healing my kidneys when I injured them while playing rugby; for allowing me to grow in the Lord since the day I knew Him in 1985 (though the initial years were a struggle due to my rebellious nature); for bringing salvation to my parents, grandma, cousins, uncle and my late aunty... there were a few other things I gave thanks for but I shall leave them as that.
I reflected further and started to wonder what would happen if I had been killed yesterday? I was reminded that all my pursuits on this earth would have come to a halt; everything I had been working for all these years would have all become meaningless because I would not be able to bring my achievements, possessions, loved ones, etc, with me.
So what matters then? I learnt that I need to live my life as if today would have been my last; to use the time I have here to know my God deeper and to let the knowledge and blessings I receive to overflow to the people around me. Of course I still need to work but only for a living because my numbered days on this earth is not about slogging and in the process sucking my life dry from the many other things I can do which may be more fulfilling.
I am not afraid to share this and by no means does this make me an irresponsible employee to the organisation which I am working for. I still give my best in the hours required of me to work daily and I will still deliver the results. Period.
Well, thanks be to God for His grace and mercy that I am still able to jot all these down. Will tomorrow be my last? I do not know. I will leave that to God to decide.
I came back not too long ago from church. I was with my younger siblings-in-Christ for the Youth Ministry Worship Team rehearsal. It was fun as we jammed a couple of songs. I realised having not played the drums for a while has made me a little rusty. Haha. I was even a little off while singing the songs. Looks like I need to go back to leading worship again once the new year arrives. My Senior Pastor gave me a big hint on Wednesday about this while I was in the church office. :)
Oh yah, I bought a couple of chipboards, nails and hinges - with the help of a brother-in-Christ who is interning for the church, we built a holder to contain the Missions Ministry newsletters which I will mount next to the notice board. It is not the perfect piece of carpentry work but a holder I have now! I hope many in the church will open the holder occasionally to grab a copy of the newsletter and be updated on the various areas of concerns for the ministry.
Alritey, I shall stop here! Have a restful and wonderful weekend!
"O LORD, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD. You hem me in—behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me," even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you. If only you would slay the wicked, O God! Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name. Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD, and abhor those who rise up against you? I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting." Psalm 139
When I turned towards his direction, I could see that his bike almost skidded. I was very apologetic because my pre-occupation with some thoughts almost got someone injured or killed. It could have been the same for me too. For a moment while I was heading for the supermarket, I was in a daze. I was also thankful nothing happened to the motorcyclist and me.
While I was in the bus on the way back to campus, suddenly there was a sense of gratitude in my heart, having realised that yesterday could have been my last on this earth. I whispered words of thanks to God for the many areas concerning my life - how He saw me through the tumultous years when I was a delinquent; how I flunked the 'O' Level examinations twice but still had the chance to pursue my studies, doing my 'A' Level examinations as a private candidate; and then being able to pull through that, under the watchful eyes of my ex-Senior Pastor, to move on to university; and now as a teacher; for healing my kidneys when I injured them while playing rugby; for allowing me to grow in the Lord since the day I knew Him in 1985 (though the initial years were a struggle due to my rebellious nature); for bringing salvation to my parents, grandma, cousins, uncle and my late aunty... there were a few other things I gave thanks for but I shall leave them as that.
I reflected further and started to wonder what would happen if I had been killed yesterday? I was reminded that all my pursuits on this earth would have come to a halt; everything I had been working for all these years would have all become meaningless because I would not be able to bring my achievements, possessions, loved ones, etc, with me.
So what matters then? I learnt that I need to live my life as if today would have been my last; to use the time I have here to know my God deeper and to let the knowledge and blessings I receive to overflow to the people around me. Of course I still need to work but only for a living because my numbered days on this earth is not about slogging and in the process sucking my life dry from the many other things I can do which may be more fulfilling.
I am not afraid to share this and by no means does this make me an irresponsible employee to the organisation which I am working for. I still give my best in the hours required of me to work daily and I will still deliver the results. Period.
Well, thanks be to God for His grace and mercy that I am still able to jot all these down. Will tomorrow be my last? I do not know. I will leave that to God to decide.
I came back not too long ago from church. I was with my younger siblings-in-Christ for the Youth Ministry Worship Team rehearsal. It was fun as we jammed a couple of songs. I realised having not played the drums for a while has made me a little rusty. Haha. I was even a little off while singing the songs. Looks like I need to go back to leading worship again once the new year arrives. My Senior Pastor gave me a big hint on Wednesday about this while I was in the church office. :)
Oh yah, I bought a couple of chipboards, nails and hinges - with the help of a brother-in-Christ who is interning for the church, we built a holder to contain the Missions Ministry newsletters which I will mount next to the notice board. It is not the perfect piece of carpentry work but a holder I have now! I hope many in the church will open the holder occasionally to grab a copy of the newsletter and be updated on the various areas of concerns for the ministry.
Alritey, I shall stop here! Have a restful and wonderful weekend!
"O LORD, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD. You hem me in—behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me," even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you. If only you would slay the wicked, O God! Away from me, you bloodthirsty men! They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name. Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD, and abhor those who rise up against you? I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting." Psalm 139
No comments:
Post a Comment