Just a thought

Living on Earth is expensive,
but it does include a free trip
around the sun every year.

How long a minute is
depends on what side of the
bathroom door you're on.

Birthdays are good for you;
the more you have,
the longer you live.

Happiness comes through doors you
didn't even know you left open

Ever notice that the people who are late
are often much jollier
than the people who have to wait for them?

If Wal-Mart is lowering prices every day,
how come nothing is free yet?

You may be only one person in the world,
but you may also be the world to one person.

We could learn a lot from crayons:
some are sharp, some are pretty,
some are dull, some have weird names,
and all are different colors....but
they all exist very nicely in the same box.

Working for God on earth does not pay much,

but His Retirement plan is out of this world!!!!!!!!!!

Copyright Reserved. The above is taken from another blog. ;) Sorry about the entries that are few and far between nowadays.

Apologies

Just a short entry this time around (I can sense your relieve). Just wanted to clarify that if you see any other comments ever deleted from the blog, it's not a negative comment from the readers but some advertisements trying to cheat your (yes, you!) money. Sorry for any inconvenience caused.

Have a jolly good day! Thanks for all your support!

Fellow Travellers (by John Fischer)

Just Good Company
by John Fischer

Someone just signed a message to me, “God bless you, dear fellow traveler,” and something about that felt good. Of course the blessing part feels good; I never turn down a blessing from anyone. Our dry cleaning man is a dear Korean believer who never ceases to bless my family and me every time I see him. It's getting to where I go for the blessing now, heck with the dry cleaning! But I especially like the “dear fellow traveler” part.

As believers in Christ and members of the family of God we are, indeed, travelers on a trip with a destination. We are not insignificant results of evolved DNA wandering around the cosmos with no end but a forgotten grave. We are sacred stories in the mind of a Creator-God on a journey to our eternal home with Him, and He is using our lives, along the way, to make a statement.

And because this journey has a destination, all points of it have meaning. We are not just marking time here. We are building towards something solid. The steps are a necessary part of our growth. If we didn't need this, we wouldn't be here. God would have taken us home long ago. But our work here is not finished, and not only our work, but also the work of life's experiences upon us, is still being done. God is using everything in our lives to mold us into who He wants us to be for Him in eternity. We are fellow travelers with a destination and the destination brings purpose and hope to the here and now. You can endure just about anything along the way, if you know, ahead of time, that the outcome of your journey is secure.

But we are also “fellow travelers.” In other words, we are going where we are going together. That's a big part of the deal. You don't go it alone on this road to eternity. We have not only a cloud of witnesses who have gone before us and are now cheering us on (Hebrews 12:1), we have a fellowship of those around us who are in the middle of the same journey. We have each other for companionship, comfort, strength, accountability, and encouragement. And when we fall, there is always someone there to pick us up.

Isn't it good to have company?

Where does my heart lie?

Does going to somewhere else really give you that "needed rest" that people have been telling you about? If anyone should answer that question, it shouldn't be me. But I will attempt to answer that question since I am back at home, far from the fuzz and buzz of the city, well, sort of. There's always this lazy, draggy, nostalgic feeling back here in Ipoh. It's like suddenly your life just went from normal speed to low speed- to a near stand still. Maybe it's something to do with the rest of the people back here. Or maybe it's just me. Ipoh is Ipoh; it will never be Ipoh city, or Ipoh Metropolis, or Ipoh Megacity... yet all these kind of put that "pressure" on me to think over life- or some would call it "Reflect".

And if you ask me what's the results of my reflection, it's whole bunch of rubbish jumbled up with some useful lesson (I think). First of all, most of my buddies are gone- all over the country and the world-no more football in early mornings, not even 2-on-2s. Next, cherish people. People come and go, so how would we know if we were supposed to make an impact in their life for the better-but ommitted to do so? Thirdly, despite my age, I still love playing computer games, but I guess age is just a number, right? Last but also the most importantly, homecoming is far from taking a rest. Occasionally, some things or others would just pop up in your mind. You see, even if you're far from the "scene" physically, your mind and heart might be still there. One thing I say to myself: release, friend...

If I only get a chance, I would really want to show how much I appreciate everyone who had been in my life, whether they played a big or small role. But sometimes I don't have the guts, other time, I'm just being the old unappreciative self. But I do love you guys and cherish you guys and thank you guys for the time that no money can buy.... IGNORE THIS PART IF YOU THINK I'M DRUNK AND/OR EMOTIONAL.

I want to show you my all --- Nicholas Hor Sien Pin.

Your Grace is sufficient for me...

But He said to me,"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. Corinthians 12:9

Jesus told Paul 3 times the above statement. Admidst of much suffering that God's people endure, He says that His grace is sufficient for us. The weaknesses seen we see in ourselves ought to be the pointer toward His strength. Even more, we are to "boast" of our weaknesses. Guess theverse sums it all out. Yet, what is this GRACE that could be so sufficient and so great that Paul would mention it over and over again througout all his letters? What had made him so convinced and obligated to talk about this GRACE?

AND what is GRACE to you? Is it what is known as "the gift we do not deserve"? Or would you describe it as the movements of that pretty balerina? The eagle maybe?

Throughout the month of October, not.Weak.blog will be opening a discussion on "GRACE". Leave a 'Comment' at the end of this box on what is grace and how has it impacted your life, if at all. After all, at the end of our journey of knowing Jesus this side of heaven, we'd probably be sent of with a solemn (should not be) song of Amazing GRACE.