Back from The Trip
Yes, yes, I am back from The Trip.
It was a good escape and time off. I spoke more Cantonese and Malay than I did the last time, and understood more of the latter language. I could ask "Berapa?" and "Mana Tandas?" and understood the replies. Yes, it's liberating in that sense. It means I am unlikely to be lost in the language, much less lost in town. For I've figured out the train route in the city and was given much opportunities to explore the town on foot and train. ALL BY MYSELF.
Yes, it's liberating, in that sense. To just be myself and mope my way around. I discovered that it's actually not that bad to be by myself in a town full of people, or shopping centres for that matter. Now I truly understand why some tourist do not mind walking all by themselves on Orchard Road, it's really not that bad afterall.
Now, to answer my own questions in the previous previous message:
The luxurious coach service was so smooth, I have no opportunity to be summoned back to meet the Big Guy. I am reminded of a personal revelation: that it's not my time yet. He's not done with me yet.
I brought along The Purpose Driven book with me on The Trip. Reason being I have not completed the book and thought I might as well do some chapters during the trip. Interestingly, when I picked up where I stop, I've passed the personal chapters and it's time to move on to Love and the Church Family.
I read and I ponder. There were things to pause, think and reflect. I know the things that I should do, but I am still insistent that I've done those things in the past. I still think it's not entirely up to the individual to live up the responsibility for the church. The church still needs to do something to it's members, and not just quote books and bibles saying it's the member's responsibilities. It's complex, I know.
As of now, my hands are still folded. Still hands off.
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I'm getting the headache now. Gosh, i think I should stop writing about such spiritual things.
It was a good escape and time off. I spoke more Cantonese and Malay than I did the last time, and understood more of the latter language. I could ask "Berapa?" and "Mana Tandas?" and understood the replies. Yes, it's liberating in that sense. It means I am unlikely to be lost in the language, much less lost in town. For I've figured out the train route in the city and was given much opportunities to explore the town on foot and train. ALL BY MYSELF.
Yes, it's liberating, in that sense. To just be myself and mope my way around. I discovered that it's actually not that bad to be by myself in a town full of people, or shopping centres for that matter. Now I truly understand why some tourist do not mind walking all by themselves on Orchard Road, it's really not that bad afterall.
Now, to answer my own questions in the previous previous message:
The luxurious coach service was so smooth, I have no opportunity to be summoned back to meet the Big Guy. I am reminded of a personal revelation: that it's not my time yet. He's not done with me yet.
I brought along The Purpose Driven book with me on The Trip. Reason being I have not completed the book and thought I might as well do some chapters during the trip. Interestingly, when I picked up where I stop, I've passed the personal chapters and it's time to move on to Love and the Church Family.
I read and I ponder. There were things to pause, think and reflect. I know the things that I should do, but I am still insistent that I've done those things in the past. I still think it's not entirely up to the individual to live up the responsibility for the church. The church still needs to do something to it's members, and not just quote books and bibles saying it's the member's responsibilities. It's complex, I know.
As of now, my hands are still folded. Still hands off.
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I'm getting the headache now. Gosh, i think I should stop writing about such spiritual things.
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