Wedding Bells

Probably our last "kiddy" photo with the "V" we Asians love so much...

Wedding bells tolled as joyous faces filed pass the masjid ground after the "akad nikah".

(Obviously not my wedding...)

Hasnidar's the first gal to be head into married life from 5M (goodness! I/We have always thought she'll be quite late...mana tau the first. Whoever placed their bets.... sudah kalah la~ Bayar, bayar!)

Words alone can't express such joy and excitement in our hearts (sometimes, i think we're more excited as compared to the bride herself coz when I called her on the phone a day before her big day, she was still in 'shopping' mood... haha~ still got time go out shop man~)

Somehow, I also felt like I've lost a friend after the wedding. I wonder why... It just felt like my dear friend's gone somewhere, into another dimension, no longer in our heydays, back when we were still in school doing ridiculous things together (although she's more of the decent gal as compared to me... ^^).

Maybe I'm suffering from the "Peter Pan" syndrome. I don't wanna grow up. I don't wanna lose all those sweet and hilarious memories when we were still crazy bachelorettes, and we don't have to ask/tell our husbands that we're gonna have a late nite reunion somewhere.

But everyone's gotta grow up, sou deshou? Maybe I might still be able to lead a bacholerette life after marriage, but then who knows? Anything can happen.

Alright, alright. Phil and Cle's been complaining bout my blog being long-winded. I rest my case. Do enjoy the pictures~

Nyways, congrats and wishing you a happily-ever-after marriage, dear friend! Thanks for my first ever true Malay wedding experience as well!

A Glimpse of Heaven

Hallelujah....Hallelujah... The praises to God ringing in my ears as I watched the video of the song again.

And at that moment, I saw a glimpse of heaven in my head. As I see the people in the auditorium singing with passion, hands were lifted up on high for Jesus, the choir echoing together to add sweetness to the melody of heaven...

And I saw the hosts of heaven singing together in unison with them. And to think I will be one of them when I'm back home with Jesus, singing and worshipping Him with all my heart, letting the "Hallelujah" and "Hosanna" continuously ring in my ears...

The Book of Psalm was dedicated to express our innermost emotions, on joy, sorrow, fear, bitterness... and it also speaks of praises and singing. This is the place I want to spend my eternity in.

Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah... All glory and praise to the Highest above.

Hallelujah Hillsong

Do I Really Need to Attend Church?

Of coz la! No man is an island. It's a wonderful place full of encouragement and optimism, clean and purifying (100x better than AmbiPure...).

Being back in church after a loooooong spell of absence and also after a looooooong spell of spiritual draught feels EXCELLENT!

Witnessing the baptism ceremony in church, especially our veteran folks (one of them 82 years old!) is encouraging and it lifts up your spirit! If he can do it, why not me?!

In a nutshell:

CHURCH is my COLLEGE

HEAVEN is my UNIVERSITY

JESUS is my PRINCIPAL

HOLY SPIRIT is my TEACHER

ANGELS are my CLASSMATES

BIBLE is my SYLLABUS

TRIALS & TEMPTATIONS are EXAMS

winning SOULS to the kingdom of GOD is the EXAM RESULT

receiving a GREAT REWARD from JESUS is the DEGREE i get

PRAISE & WORSHIP is the SLOGAN of our college

JESUS CHRIST IS MY ALL *amen*

Spooks

Today was an amusing and freaky day for me.

I was firstly diagnosed with probable indigestion and STRESS in PK (Pusat Kesihatan) when i went for a checkup to figure out why I find it hard to breathe 5 days now. The funny thing is, I didn't know I was under stress until the doctor asked me about it. Hmm....

Got all my pills and magnesium to get my acids down in my stomach and to help me not walk around carrying an oxygen tank on my back like scuba divers, got back to class and endured another 3 1/2 hours of torture in Conveyancing. Now I know where all the stress came from... haha~

After all my marathon lectures ended at 9.30pm, we all went out to Kajang Hill to celebrate Josephine's birthday and after 3 years in UKM, I didn't this beautiful place existed until today. I couldn't order anything yummy to eat under the doc's orders and I'm not being demoted to the status of "baby-food" = soft food diet.

No curry, spices, meat and anything hard to digest. Mom's advice: don't eat so much.

I love food~ Help!! But it's a good opportunity for me to lose all the fat as everyone was telling me I've gain weight (even my landlord said so...)

This is where the spooks came in. The China table were busy playing cards on the other end and the ghost-story telling competition was on at the European side. I was stuck in between China and Europe so I got the best of both worlds.

Freaky stories from movies and real-life experiences were shared across the table which gave us the chills and also the excitement within us, making us crave for more of it. It was already midnight and the environment was just right for spooky tales from public universities like UKM. Stories of demon-possessions, hauntings etc etc gave me goosebumps and the punchline came when Mak suddenly told us in a very serious manner to stop it and to pray first before we leave the place.

We all thought it was just an act but he was serious. We didn't believe it in the first place but I couldn't help but felt very disturb so I ejected myself out of Europe and turned to
China.

And then I felt the Holy Spirit prompted me with this question: Is it right for Christians to get involved in such things, to tell horror stories on the forces of darkness and scare the daylights of of everyone? I remembered reading in Ephesians 4:29 in which Paul wrote:

"Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen."

Paul also continued to advise us in the following chapter:

"Nor should there be obscenity, foolish talk or coarse joking, which are out of place, but rather thanksgiving." -Ephesians 5:4-

At that moment, I was filled with fear and terror. Would anyone or "thing" pounce on me when I'm sleeping or would anything ambush me from behind out of nowhere?

I smsed Phil once I was back home as I needed to talk to someone about this feeling. He said we are always welcomed to share stories of our lives and testimony but to share stories to instil fear in people which does not help them instead discouraging and scaring them is not right at all. He also said we should not magnify the power/forces of darkness in such stories just to excite the crowd because we are just playing to the Devil's tricks! Non-believers usually can believe strongly in the presence of darkness and of the devil but they find it hard to believe in the power of Light and of the Almighty God.

Therefore, we should not have this acute fear of the power of darkness as we have Jesus with us. And to think that I'm now wearing my CF shirt which says "Yesuslah sumber kekuatanku"... I'm ashamed of myself and my foolishness.

I'm not sure what are your opinions on this matter, whether it is right or not for us Christians to talk of such things in the first place, and to pay to scare ourselves in the cinema (as Kay Jin would say). Probably it's because my faith in Jesus is still not strong enough and I was not properly armoured to defend myself against such things but I do welcome any comments on this as it would help me a lot. Thanks~

"...Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable - if anything is excellent or praiseworthy - think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me - put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you."

- Philippians 4:8-9 -