09 October 2009

Your love is strong.

2.am. i'm still up studying sejarah.

Everytime i study sejarah, i learn an incredible amount. our 5 years of history material taught in school is limited, but there is still so much that is provided for. I learn about the previous mistakes of leaders, the battle between grace and pride, the perseverance of persistant people.

Everytime i study sejarah, i have new thoughts, new opinions. Questions are answered, more questions are asked. i have a new perspective towards humanity and sociology, towards businesses and economics, towards leadership and loyalty, towards the truth and the just.

Everytime i study sejarah, i get down on my knees and ask God to interceed.I ask God for the church of malaysia to wake up and come together as the body of Christ with one purpose and vision which is to know Him and to make Him known. I ask not the conversion to christianity but for the revival of current believers. I ask for the eyes of their hearts to be opened to see the will of God for our nation. I ask for the church of malaysia to push out the four walls of the church from inside, to expand the kingdom of God. I ask for prayer warriors, missionaries, evangelists, prophets, intercessors to be raised. men and women who are after God's own heart.

Our country has too much potential to be left out of the kingdom of God.

03 October 2009

Be the voice.

No one sits with him, he doesn’t fit in,
But we feel like we do when we make fun of him,
'Cause you want to belong, do you go along?
'Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong
It’s not like you hate him or want him to die,
But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide,
Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side,
Any kindness from you might have saved his life.

Heroes are made when you make a choice.

You could be a hero,
Heroes do what’s right,
You could be a hero,
You might save a life,
You could be a hero, you could join the fight,
For what’s right, for what’s right, for what’s right...

No one talks to her, she feels so alone,
She’s in too much pain to survive on her own,
The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife,
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life,
Each day she goes on is a day that she is brave,
Fighting the lie that giving up is the way,
Each moment of courage her own life she saves,
When she throws the pills out, a hero is made.

No one talks to him about how he lives,
He thinks that the choices he makes are just his,
Doesn’t know he’s a leader with the way he behaves,
And others will follow the choices he’s made,
He lives on the edge, he’s old enough to decide,
His brother who wants to be him is just nine,
He can do what he wants because it’s his right,
The choices he makes change a nine-year-old's life.

Little Mikey-Dee was the one in class
Who everyday got brutally harassed
This went on for years
Till he decided that never again would he shed another tear
So he walked through the door
And grabbed the .44 out of his father's dresser drawer
He said 'I can't take life no more'
And like that a life can be lost
But this ain't even about that
All of us just sat back and watched it happen
Thinking its not our responsibility
To solve a problem that isn't even about me
This is our problem.
This is just one of the daily scenarios
In which we choose to close our eyes
Instead of doing the right thing
If we make a choice and be the voice
For those who won't speak up for themselves
How many lives would be saved, changed, rearranged?
Now it's our time to pick a side.
So don't keep walking by not wanting to intervene,
Cause you just want to exist and never be seen.
So lets wake up, change the world
Our time is now.

Superchic[k] - Hero.

These are one of, if not probably the greatest lyrics ever written. Almost everything that i think about, everything that i write in my journal about, everything i talk to people about is summed up in one song :


People who struggle with what they feel is the world on their shoulders, fighting the thoughts of giving up, persevering.

3Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4perseverance, character; and character, hope. 5And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us. [romans 5 : 3]

Some are meant to lead, but they run. There are so many times in the bible where people have ran from the call to lead, to go and claim the promises of God. Jonah is one of them. They had no idea of how great an impact they had on the lives of people around them. If God has called you, then answer. Send me and i will go and surely God has a plan for your life, kan?

But this ain't even about that
All of us just sat back and watched it happen
Thinking its not our responsibility
To solve a problem that isn't even about me
This is our problem.
This is just one of the daily scenarios
In which we choose to close our eyes
Instead of doing the right thing
If we make a choice and be the voice
For those who won't speak up for themselves
How many lives would be saved, changed, rearranged?
Now it's our time to pick a side.
So don't keep walking by not wanting to intervene,
Cause you just want to exist and never be seen.
So lets wake up, change the world
Our time is now.

I cried when i read those few lines. It was never about how wrong things are but how we need to make wrong things right. When will people realize that we're meant to do something about the hurt, the suffering and the poverty of this world?When will they choose to fight for those who aren't capable of speaking up for themselves?

“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves. For the rights of all who are destitute, Speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy” [Proverbs 31:8-9]

our time is now.

01 October 2009

Bigger than my body.

After i fell sick, it was a struggle to get back on my two feet, to get life back to its original radical state. took a lot of work. My exams were only a week after I was discharged. for three weeks i hadn't open a single one of my books. there goes trials, flushed down the toilet bowl *pllushhhh*

I got my results this week. 6 marks better on the average than last term. Me, the only kid in the whole of the pure science stream of 120 kids who got a B for math in pmr, got a 91 score in modmath and chemistry with a pass.

In the church i used to attend, every sunday people would go up and give testimonies about how they scored well for their exams. i'm not even sure to what extent God was intended to be part of that success. this probably sounds like one of those testimonies.

but heck, there is something greater to this than a "thank You Lord" testimony. i really don't care about what marks or score i got. the second i got my results, i was just so in awe of my Jesus. In awe that i'm alive and well. in awe that He's been getting me back on my two feet from the day i fell sick. in awe that even after i got better, he was there with me while i struggled through each exam paper. in awe that He not only made me well, He made me better than i was before. In awe that in Him, I am more that what i think i can be.

Instantly, romans 8 : 37-39 came to my mind.

37No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

I am more than a conqueror through Him who loved me. not sickness, diesease, and even death can separate me from God's love. how amazing is that?