Wednesday, July 22, 2009

I am weak and YOU are STRONG

Don't give up.....

One day I decided to quit...
I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality... I wanted to quit my life.
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
'God', I asked, 'Can you give me one good reason not to quit?'
His answer surprised me...
'Look around', He said. 'Do you see the fern and the bamboo?'
'Yes', I replied.
'When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.
I gave them light.
I gave them water.
The fern quickly grew from the earth.
Its brilliant green covered the floor.
Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.
In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.
And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.
'In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.
But I would not quit.
In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would
not quit.' He said.
'Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared
to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6
months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.
It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.
I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.'
He asked me. 'Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots'.
'I would not quit on the bamboo.
I will never quit on you.'
'Don't compare yourself to others.'
He said.
'The bamboo had a different Purpose than the fern.
Yet they both make the forest beautiful.'
'Your time will come', God said to me.
'You will rise high'
'How high should I rise?'
I asked.
'How high will the bamboo rise?' He asked in return.
'As high as it can?' I questioned.
'Yes.' He said, 'Give me glory by rising as high as you can.'
I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.
Never, Never, Never Give up.
For the Prayer is not an option but an opportunity.
Don't tell the Lord how big the problem is,
tell the problem how Great the Lord is!

Heavens door open this morning, God asked me...
'My CHILD, what can I do for you?'
And I said, 'Daddy, please protect and bless the one reading this message.'
God smiled and answered, 'Request granted.'

Thank you Heavenly Father for You are so great and I had come to know you.

Monday, June 8, 2009

It bloom again!

Night Blooms-beauty
It's called a Night Blooming Cereus and is rated as amongst the more exotic flowers to be found in human homes. It's a type of cactus and its main feature is that it produces a flower that opens only at night and lasts only for a few hours, always dying before dawn. Some people give parties to celebrate the event, usually bloom in 1st or 15th day of the Chinese calender, (don't know why)and no-one who has seen one can forget it because it looks like a blessing in the shape of a beautiful white-petalled flower. Between episodes of blooming it looks like a particularly gawky and awkward item, a delinquent hot-house resident that wants nothing more than to lurk in corners pretending that it knows nothing of blooms, pollen, stamens, petals ... until one day, quite suddenly and from the edge of one of the leaves, it puts forth a curling stem, about a finger in width. At the end of the stem there is a bud that looks almost normal, almost like a standard lotus bud, except that's a little bigger (about four inches from tip to where the stem begins), and a little hairier and it appears to have several tentacles, nude pink and white, clasped tight around it. There is something distinctly sinister about the thing, reminiscent of body-snatcher pods and other such unwelcome house guests. On the evening that the bud is due to open, the tentacles begin to stir and to stretch -- all the action takes place within the course of a couple of hours, so the movement is practically visible. As the tentacles loosen their grip, the flower grows in size, its inner petals unfurling like a ballerina's tutu until, by around 8.30 pm (it's a punctual plant) its Cinderella transformation is complete. The tentacles have now drawn back completely, and form a spiky aureole around the petaled crown. Inside the pristinely white circle of petals there is a star-shaped structure, rather like an albino spider doing a languorous cabaret, poised above an audience of stamens sitting in taut, tight formation, as if at the edges of their seats, their pale golden heads bulging with barely suppressed lust. I had seen photographs of the flower on-line (Google, of course! Just type in the name), but watching it in real life is a treat on par with seeing a one-time-only performance on stage.

This flower may or may not be called "Brahma Kamal" in India, but if so, it is a bit of a mystery how it came to have such a name. When the 1st time it bloom I was attracted by its un-describe-able perfume.According to folks, it is also named as Bunga Raja, or flower for the king. Keeping it is by default,I found it as a single leaf lying outside one of the emptied house in Maxwell area, while outing to take photo. WHen I brought it home, I even haven't decide where to plant it yet, and it just "temporary" sharing with my 7mile fragrance. ANd without relising it, grow and bloom.
The 1st time it bloom was last year and it was a year now, that it bloom again. I remember each time it bloom, it was like there was something happened and it appeared to be like as if trying to cheer me up...
Maybe I talk too often to it already. Oh ya, forgot to introduce, it is Broad-leafed Epiphyllum.
That remind me of one of a chinese say: planted a willow tree un-intentionally and yet it grow into huge shadow...
p/s:As I watch the Queen of the Night Flower blooms, a Cinderella Story comes to mind where the fairy godmother transformed her into a beautiful princess 'with a wave of her wand, she turned Cinderella's rags into an exquisite gown. On Cinderella's feet were tiny glass slippers. “Remember,” the fairy godmother said, "you must leave the ball at midnight. That's when the spell will be broken and all will be as it was before." And sure enough, the flower starts to close its petals after midnight.
ok its time to go to bed now. I have spent 4 hours watching "her"..

Thursday, June 4, 2009

I have learned...

'I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.'
'I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.'
'I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.'
'I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as 'making a life.'
'I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.'
'I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back.'
'I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.'
'I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.'
'I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.'
'I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.'
'I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.'

Don't drive fast

Early morning, rushing to work was always like mad. But keep reminding myself not to drive fast fast. Speaking about the speed, kinda worry for friends around me who loves to speed. We are meant for better existance, not only for self satisfaction. I supppose. Finally Kuching rain cats and dogs after 4 days of "real hot" day. Rain is good, it chill everything down, but too many rain on the other hand could cause flood. Hmm, thats life, too many of something always not good, gota seek for the equilibrium.

Speaking of equilibrium, is that equal to "comfort zone"? What if a person very easily found his comfort zone, is he good or bad? Will he be lebeled as "..." well it all depend on angle looking from the optimism or persimism.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Cat can't resist fishes?

As if everyone around me was trying to convince me with the quote of " all cat eat fish!"
hmm... not really Bern, not all men would do that, at least physically, I can't say not even "think" of it, but not all cat would have the "gutt" to commit! Know what, that may require certain gutt and spontaneous reaction! But I will not buy that say of "all cats eat fish", well at least the "stinggy" cat won't do! Just because he is too kiam siap!
Anyway, "forgive and forget" is always easy said than done.
I was thought to forgive all the time, but I could hardly recall in any of my childhood education, since then, ever thought me to "forget"? most of the time, our teachers were trying to make us "remember" leh! hmm... very confusing...

True lost

You have gone since then. I was very young when I realise that you seldom be at home, you were always busy, work and work. Just be home for a little while, you will have to rush to your next destination. Meeting you friend, having next session...

I love to eat the food you cook. Your cooking was the best! No matter where have I been to, I never ate anyone who could cook like you. I think this is called "cook with love". After been to boarding school, the most I miss was the fish you cooked. Just a simple fried fish, that would cause my tears down. Right in the middle of the night, staying in the hostle, missing your cooking, missing home.

True love

What is true love? How does it look like? Have anyone seen it before? If there really is, where to find it?
In Christianity, we believe in God love all of us. But in real life, parents really love us, but not all parents love their children! Story of lil one been murdered and disposed in Penang, desperate mother before kill themself, who killed their children first!
What is love?
Does love really comes with price to pay? As there is no free lunch!!What is love with priceless? or worthless?
Findling true love would be like trying to find needle in the middle of an ocean! All depend on your luck! And even if you have found it, doesn't mean that it will stay with you forever! In order to withstanding all kind of struggle in life (like being in the sea) yet have to hold on to that little needle that you have found! phew... pretty tough!