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Faced my physical giant on saturday, as posted before: This time round the run is challenging in almost every aspect except the run itself.

Night kinda started on a bad footing, somehow the race organizers put the starting point in a super ULU place at Changi aviation centre (meaning only two lanes available for traffic, you guessed it, jam jam jam). End up the shuttle took 20 mins to reach from pasir ris central plus an extra waiting time of an hour plus.

Meaning, I missed the flag-off by 35 mins. Was kinda annoyed at that. Then well again….so much has happened over the past few months already, what is this to compare? lol

Turned out to be a blessing in disguise, ended up having a clear run ahead!! The first 10km was literally mine to burn. Very few runners were on the path, meaning I can power through with no worries of dodging human traffic and the silence and solitude of running in night was soothing and therapeutic.

Sooner or later, you have to bump into the slow pokes. Then the weaving in and out of traffic began. Aid stations running low on 100 plus, literally no stations providing gels (Thank god I brought my own), and the whole of East Coast lighting up like Christmas @ Orchard road. Was smooth sailing and fun for the first 20-24km.

This time round, I decided to try out a new strategy: enforced walking after 23km. Cause’ I realized the cramps always came around the 24-26km mark. So….it kinda worked to a certain extent. No major cramps this time round until 28km. And even then, experience, grit, discipline and willpower pulled through with those moderate cramps (and oh btw, it still hurts) and discovered a new, creative way of using my upper body to power through with those dead aching legs.

and even then, running at night has its’ own magic. The night breeze, the quiet surroundings, the feeling it’s just you, you alone. Had a long time of deep personal reflection and looking at other runners even as they run by. The ultra runners, marathoners, 21 click and 10 click runners. Everyone has their own race to run. It’s not fair to compare with others how far, how tough or how glorious their run is. But to finish the race together, finishing it strong. Literally a lifetime of experiences flash by when running a marathon at night.

This is why I’m addicted to marathons. Its’ a personal challenge, an inspiration to others that the only impossible is you.

And yep, even with the lack of training and rest, always had this feeling I could break the 5 hour barrier this time round. And applying what I’d learnt in Dr Cho’s book review and sermon on the 4th dimension……

Chip time: 4 Hours 52 minutes. Gun time: 5 hours 27 minutes.

It did come to pass.

To all (aspiring) marathon runners out there. Let Isaiah 40:29-31 be your bread.

Running on!! Stanchart next, and an Ultra within 2 years!!!

Exhausted……but fulfilled

AC’s been amazing, simply put in a sentence. Really privileged to serve in hall 8 charlie.

And so much unbelievable stuff happened in ministry the last 3 days, esp this morning. Shan’t say too much cos there’s a real marathon less than 24 hours away. So shall save my strength and blog another time abt it.

Not a lot of rest, not too much nutrition nor hydration the last 3 days too. So shall lift the entire race into his hands and see what happens next, cos to just cross the finishing line is more than enough for me. It’s a victory in itself considering what’s happened over the last few weeks. God knows I need one.

Time to pay an extended visit to lalaland….and a buffet of pasta, rice and carbs tml!!!!!

Here we go

The allocation from Melvin for AC duty.

Hall 8 Charlie: Good luck to me.

The very frontline, of all possible places: internal, external, traffic, directions, Hall 7, 8 & 10. Got the best out of all of ’em.

And even in hall 8, got Charlie!! Ok, better prep my stuff ready.

Gonna need all my admin, PR, communication skills, patience and experience at hand.

Also known as ‘the stairway to heaven’ in Na’vi.

Why the post on this?

Been addicted to watching Avatar ever since downloading it last month: Seeing the story of Jake Sully leaving Earth, the second choice to replace his twin brother for the avatar program. Ostracized by Grace Augustine as a simple jarhead and eventually becoming one of the Omaticaya Na’vi.

Eventually, Jake was forced to make a freudian choice: Back the agenda of his human bosses at the RDA? Or follow his heart to defend the Na’vi? Not to mention him finding love with the chief’s daughter: Neytiri.

And so Jake made his choice: to defend the Na’vi and taming the legendary Toruk. It eventually progresses to an all out war between the humans and the Na’vi.

And by their own strength the Na’vi were able to inflict some damage. But even strength and valor wasn’t enough to stop the humans.

Happily though, it’s eywa (mother goddess of Pandora) and the Pandoran wildlife which came to the rescue.

We know the rest, the humans were expelled, Jake finding his home, his love and transferred himself from his old broken body to his new Na’vi body.

A typical story of a zero to hero? Maybe in the eyes of many. But not to me.

It reveals the story of life in which many of us are going through. A zero, a nothing, we do feel we’re called to certain positions in life cause there is no one else. We’re the second choice, the replacement, the substitute. And oft-times we’re ridiculed, mocked at and despised for being true to ourselves. For not conforming to the world and eventually them turning against us. And Jake taming the toruk symbolizes the great and oft-times impossible giants we’ve to slay to grow. And before we fulfil our destinies/calling, one mighty battle has to be fought. And it can be in the form of objections? People? Circumstances? Or it can even be ourselves!!

And usually our own strength can last us a while, but how much can we make from it? Eventually it’ll run out and there needs to be a miracle, or a divine intervention. Which is where God comes in, non-believers and atheists can mock and critique all they want. But at the end of the day, one thing that reigns true is that we do need divine help at times.

But one thing for sure, when the victory comes, when the breakthroughs come. Peace and joy will abound, and it’ll all have been worth it.

And Jake’s spirit transferring from his old body into his new? well…..kinda reminds us of forsaking our fallen nature, our flesh and accept the new life promised to us. If only we learn to accept it and let go of our pasts, our fears.

Yeah, all that came in a sudden realization today. That all of us, all, are a somebody in life. Let no man take away what God has given to each of us. Nobody has the right to put you down without cause except you yourself. Only you can allow who comes in close to care for you, to even hurt you, but at the end of the day. There’s a hero/heroine in each and every one of us!!!

To receive our blessings and promises, all it takes is a step of faith. The stairway to heaven.

Iknimaya


Sidetracking a little: the battle’s beginning tomorrow. Nonstop serving for three days lie ahead. A veritable marathon of work before running an actual one on sat night. So doing all I can to prepare now, carbo-loading like mad. (Think spaghetti, rice, noodles, pasta, bread) plus loads of fluids and energy bars and one last conditioning run tonight at the usual place.

And resting up as much as I can, the war begins tomorrow.

Let’s go!!!

Today’s an unusual day

Slept and rested most of the day. Yep, that’s right. Kinda unusual eh? lol

Even after collecting the race pack from raffles city yest, having a really good brotherly time with J & A last night. Felt unusually nervous and anticipation over next week’s marathon.

Butterflies are flying all over, even though it’s my third marathon, this time round it’s significant:

1: Smack in the middle of Asia conference

2: Doing it in one of my ‘stretching’ periods

3: There isn’t much preparation this time round. Not a lot of training

4: Even then, I gotta feeling I can hit below 5 hours, maybe even 4h 45 min this time.

5: And going back to expo the next day, hopefully in one piece, as in able to stand and walk, NOT LIMPING AROUND. haha

Okay, supposed to be typing my reviews now. Will go for a round at reservoir to soothe my nerves. Then it’s back to work.

Au revoir!!

In a time of intensity, one finds out his true character.

Like a teabag dipped into hot water, diving into the deep end of the pool, speaking to the masses for the first time, whatever you call it

Calmed down from the frantic pace of life recently to reflect on my future. Now reality has started sinking in:

1: SOT’s gonna end, I have to take up a leadership position soon, where exactly I don’t know yet.

2: Being accepted into the premier degree program of arguably the world’s finest social sciences institute, albeit based in SIM, is a reminder of the calling I have and the responsibility which lies ahead

3: Fighting so hard for my survival out there, job after job, school, assignment, ministry, outreach, friends, family, well kinda got used to the insane pace out there. It’s gonna be like this for the forseeable future. Gonna have to make a decent living out there too, even after SOT and being an undergrad

4: I’m not getting any younger (and yes I know, I’m only turning 23 in 2 months time), time is running out and things need to be done on my part before the other desires of my heart can come into place. And I’ve a weakness of being too rash and driven at times. Must remind self to take more breaks, to calm down and relax. Cause how you treat others reflect how you treat yourself

I used to think I’m superman, that I can do everything myself. Well…..God does have an amusing way of putting you in your place and reassuring you at the same time. Funny, spent a bit of time chastening others and now I’m chastening and evaluating myself this time round, and now I understand why not all the promises that’d been made hasn’t come to pass.

I am not mature enough, yet.

The test still lies ahead, I have to make it through, before I can take the next step, to take it to the next level. Because I know, God knows, if I move now, it can go bottoms up and backfire. Only God knows, J knows and I know what is being refered to above. Even though it kills me not to go ahead, I know I have to submit to his will. It is not the right time yet.

Sundown lies ahead. SOT’s crucial periods are coming with preaching tests, book review deadlines, exams etc.

Not to mention Asia conference, as an ordinary member I’d feel excited, this time as an SOT student; humility and a burden of responsibility befits what I’m feeling now. There’s so much to catch, so much to experience and to apply them once all is said and done.

Humility and love, not easy to learn, but I’m willing to receive.

This song’s been playing in my head over and over:

Viva La Vida – Coldplay

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn’t believe what I’d become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Life is short, life is precious.

Looking back, I’ve been really fortunate to be where I am today. Others around my age have met a variety of fates: some had been discouraged and fell away, others have hung on and achieved success. Even though there’s so much more I could’ve done and achieved, I thank God that I’m still alive, given a second chance, another shot to make things right.

22 years have shot by so fast. In my short time I’ve seen and been through a variety of experiences.

A childhood not unlike the biblical Joseph

Constant challenges and standing alone at times, which developed and sharpened my determination and fighting spirit

Grace, enough so I could make it to TP and meet Jesh, who’ve changed my life and brought me to Jesus =)

The chance to meet and serve VIPs in PACEsetters in school, travelling to places like China for humanitarian work there. Seeing and interacting with student leaders.

Been to so many workplaces, seeing a lot of real-world stuff and actually living through those experiences others talk so much about. End result? Almost seven years of working experience in various fields such as service, retail, sales, PR and communications and ambassadorial work

Served in the armed forces and survived, seeing weapons used and passed the most gruelling test physically and mentally. Travelling and seeing the african continent, the best and worse faces of humanity in that one place.
And now: experiencing God’s presence and peace day in day out at SOT. Never a day has gone by without experiencing his love, his touch. Falling under the power is an almost daily occurence, seeing visions and dreams, hearing the still small voice. Even learning to flow, recognize and work together with the holy spirit.

All at the tender age of 22. So, I am fortunate.

I want to look back, no, I will look back at this when I’m Fifty and add ten thousand words to this post of what I’ve experienced and achieved. And say I’ve walked a great and exciting adventure with God.

Death will never conquer, C’est la vie!!

The heat’s turning up.

Been ultra cranky and pissed of late. A gazillion things to do. So little time.

And so much expected of me. And I’m pushed to my limits again.

This time, it feels like I’m fighting for my survival. Finances, time, studies, friendships, relationships, family etc. And there’s only 24 hours to use.

Not to mention Sundown’s in two weeks time, and I havent ran beyond 21km recently. How to go under 5 hours??

Whatever it is, I’m not gonna quit. Time management must improve.

I can do all things through christ who strengthens me.

Now, back to the books.

Dropped my iPhone today

Seeing the spiderweb cracks on it was simply depressing: took my mood away during dinner.

Well, got it replaced at a price, really expensive too. I’m gonna be really particular about using it in public places, especially on the move.

And it took two hours to rebuild, resync the iPhone even as i type. For once, thank god for the sync function on iTunes.

Anyway, on a happier and more interesting note: received the offer letter from SIM-UOL for the BSc Econs degree: one step closer to my calling!!!

Yeah!!!

Gonna fill it up and send it to SIM pronto.

And more interesting encounters wearing the new stanchart mascherano jersey: Shall blog abt it another time, a ton of forms to fill in to SIM and UOL.

See ya later!!!

What a week this has been:

A nonstop rollercoaster that shows no sign of abating. Whatever happened this week, it ended in a massive, massive breakthrough in almost everything

A new attitude and worldview, a greater heart for people and capacity. The ability to love people even more. And being more sensitive to the holy spirit.

From being burdened and stressed where’s my next paycheck gonna come from: a new job came in the blink of an eye

From emotional trauma to reconciliation in the space of 24 hours in the family from the most loving source: Mum

From being burdened, desperate and the verge of a breakdown: God reassured, delivered me and I received new visions, reminders, more spiritual gifts and even greater anointing of the holy spirit.

From never experiencing holy laughter, now I’ve laughed and got drunk in the spirit not once but three times this week. Feels good to be set free emotionally and in the spirit =)

And today, interpreted tongues for a total stranger and prophesied into his life. And the amazing thing was: not only was it accurate, but it moved him to tears

And the first time he spoke to me in a way that I’ve never heard anyone spoke into my life before: My life ahead with God summarized into a word:

Adventure

So many things are lying ahead, education, family, relationships, journeys and adventures into the unknown, so many new experiences and places I’ve never imagined lie ahead. One thing’s for sure, this life I’m gonna live will never have a dull moment, it’s gonna be exciting and full of unexpected twists.

So whoever ends up as my life partner……well. She needs to be ready for adrenaline rushes and heart attacks!! lol

It’s gonna be a hell of a ride ahead.

Buckle up: 4 months to go!!!!!