And we become weary, all because we rely on our own strength.
Oh when will we finally learn to lean upon His strength in all that we do?
When will impressions and facade finally give precedence to our internal self-image?
Wisdom is not acquired knowledge. It's applied understanding.
Remember that, little brain of mine.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
#154 Non-Descript
(Written on Sep 15, accidentally closed everything after typing. Thank God for Blogger's autosave feature!)
Because the title doesn't matter in this entry.
I feel like I've gone through the whole myriad of degrees of negativity just today, from the very mild to the extreme delusional. Which is a good thing, because at the end, it feels like I've passed this mental coming-of-age trial. It wasn't euphoria, but it certainly was a liberating feeling.
I love brisk walking. It isn't as strenuous as running, which means it is possible to go on and on and on for as long as I like. The daily walking trips also serve as a span of personal time I can have reflecting. Through my eyes I see the physical, the here and now. But through my mind, I'd see the possibilities, the memories, the metaphysical.
I'm not very good with good byes, and I just had one today. 2LT Jerry's ORD marks the passing of yet another good man. And while I am honoured to receive a farewell memento, I'd very much prefer having him stick around till I ROD. Of course, that's not going to happen and I would not so much as want to hold anyone back from a future beyond National Service.
*The rest of the text gets cut off unintentionally*
(Today's post, Sep 17.)
I almost hemorrhaged when I found out that I was to continuing doing my ORDed officer's work. What a killjoy on a rainy Friday afternoon. Darn, there goes my plan of staying out of arrows' way from now till my ORD.
Oh well, duty calls.
Because the title doesn't matter in this entry.
I feel like I've gone through the whole myriad of degrees of negativity just today, from the very mild to the extreme delusional. Which is a good thing, because at the end, it feels like I've passed this mental coming-of-age trial. It wasn't euphoria, but it certainly was a liberating feeling.
I love brisk walking. It isn't as strenuous as running, which means it is possible to go on and on and on for as long as I like. The daily walking trips also serve as a span of personal time I can have reflecting. Through my eyes I see the physical, the here and now. But through my mind, I'd see the possibilities, the memories, the metaphysical.
I'm not very good with good byes, and I just had one today. 2LT Jerry's ORD marks the passing of yet another good man. And while I am honoured to receive a farewell memento, I'd very much prefer having him stick around till I ROD. Of course, that's not going to happen and I would not so much as want to hold anyone back from a future beyond National Service.
*The rest of the text gets cut off unintentionally*
(Today's post, Sep 17.)
I almost hemorrhaged when I found out that I was to continuing doing my ORDed officer's work. What a killjoy on a rainy Friday afternoon. Darn, there goes my plan of staying out of arrows' way from now till my ORD.
Oh well, duty calls.
Monday, September 13, 2010
#153 Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
Tomorrow's yet another day to fight.
*Edit*
Invisible by Clay Aiken
Whatcha’ doin’ tonight
I wish I could be a fly on your wall
Are you really alone
Who's stealin' your dreams
Why can't I bring you into my life
What would it take to make you see that I'm alive
[Chorus]
If I was invisible
Then I could just watch you in your room
If I was invincible
I'd make you mine tonight
If hearts were unbreakable
Then I could just tell you where I stand
I would be the smartest man
If I was invisible
(Wait..I already am)
Saw your face in the crowd
I call out your name
You don't hear a sound
I keep tracing your steps
Each move that you make
Wish I could read what goes through your mind
Wish you could touch me with the colors of your life
If I was invisible
Then I could just watch you in your room
If I was invincible
I'd make you mine tonight
If hearts were unbreakable
Then I can just tell you where I stand
I would be the smartest man
If I was invisible
(Wait..I already am)
I reach out
But you don't even see me
Even when I'm scream out
Baby, you don't hear me
I am nothing without you
Just a shadow passing through...
If I was invisible
Then I could just watch you in your room
If I was invincible
I'd make you mine tonight
If hearts were unbreakable
Then I can just tell you where I stand
I would be the smartest man
If I was invisible...
*Edit*
Invisible by Clay Aiken
Whatcha’ doin’ tonight
I wish I could be a fly on your wall
Are you really alone
Who's stealin' your dreams
Why can't I bring you into my life
What would it take to make you see that I'm alive
[Chorus]
If I was invisible
Then I could just watch you in your room
If I was invincible
I'd make you mine tonight
If hearts were unbreakable
Then I could just tell you where I stand
I would be the smartest man
If I was invisible
(Wait..I already am)
Saw your face in the crowd
I call out your name
You don't hear a sound
I keep tracing your steps
Each move that you make
Wish I could read what goes through your mind
Wish you could touch me with the colors of your life
If I was invisible
Then I could just watch you in your room
If I was invincible
I'd make you mine tonight
If hearts were unbreakable
Then I can just tell you where I stand
I would be the smartest man
If I was invisible
(Wait..I already am)
I reach out
But you don't even see me
Even when I'm scream out
Baby, you don't hear me
I am nothing without you
Just a shadow passing through...
If I was invisible
Then I could just watch you in your room
If I was invincible
I'd make you mine tonight
If hearts were unbreakable
Then I can just tell you where I stand
I would be the smartest man
If I was invisible...
Thursday, September 9, 2010
#152 It's Been So Long Dear Blog
I've missed you. It's been quiet around here, just as it will be in the office. My good buddy Chia Tze Yong has ORDed. :( I wish you well and all, but it will be a lot quieter now that you are not here to call me "full of shit" and nua-ing in office with that "dead fish" look. ;)
94 Days remaining for little o' me! Jun Wei & Marc have said to "Finish it well", just as I have started it well. You see, I have the tendency to start things and then run out of steam and crash out. But not this time. Even though I may be holding on by the tip of the split end of the frayed rope, I will still hold on! (Okay that sounds kind of negative...) I can do all things through Him who strengthens me!
It's the long weekends after a short 3 day work week! I'll update more later. Wait for it, just wait for it!
94 Days remaining for little o' me! Jun Wei & Marc have said to "Finish it well", just as I have started it well. You see, I have the tendency to start things and then run out of steam and crash out. But not this time. Even though I may be holding on by the tip of the split end of the frayed rope, I will still hold on! (Okay that sounds kind of negative...) I can do all things through Him who strengthens me!
It's the long weekends after a short 3 day work week! I'll update more later. Wait for it, just wait for it!
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