when I was a kid

I sat at the dinner table and made a mess

The adults would clean up,

Bending down under the table to pick up the spilled food.

And I would jaut continue sitting there,

Eating without a care....

When I became an adult,

My kid makes a mess at the table,

And now I have to clean it up.

One day dear son,

You too will stop making messes,

And start cleaning up after others,

Continuing the cycle.

You won't just stop making messes of food... But also in relationships, finance, philosophies and beliefs, time and energy, bills and taxes, 

But for now... just be a kid.

And love doing what you do,

No matter what you do,

You'll be loved by adults.

So that one day,

You too as an adult can love 

The kids that make a mess.

commanding others

When losing the ability to command others,

There is one person left to do so,

One's ownself.

no phones

No phones in the bedroom,

No phones at the dining table,

Leave the phone in the basket by the front door when walking into the house,

No phones in the mornings,

No phones in the toilet,

No phones when Infront of the kids,

When someone talks to you, put down the phone

Jesus loves, Jesus was there

If you're currently in a bad situation..

And someone says... There is a way out..

There is a better life waiting for you ahead..

It's tough.

It really is hard to get through.

An unloving mother,

Infertility,

Cancer..

Death of a love one.

What is the other way to say to someone grieving that Jesus loves them and wants them to have a better future...

"He is there with you"

In the darkest moments.

Christ has not forsaken us,

Not even one step of the way...

He was there there whole time.

Jesus knows my every weakness,

Jesus knows my every pain,

My every sacrifice and every shame.

Yet Jesus still choose to stay beside me,

Yet Jesus still choose the cross,

To bear my burden upon Himself,

So that I may freely live in Him.

Howick time

At the beach,

Feeling the breeze.

Swimming without a care...

As of time weren't there

I was once young

But now have grown

Being old,

Where has time gone

everyone cares about something

Everyone dies.

There's no escaping from it...

So the live the life... Now

The life that you were meant to live. 

Time is our most valuble resource,

Attention is the currency its measured with. 

How do we get more time?

Is by taking care of what we care about. 

true colours

We always put on a mask.

Until we gind the one whom we can take it off infront of them.. 

We stay qith that person under one roof. 

And our true self comes out. 

That person loves us. 

And we love that person. 

For who they really are. 

A child of God. 

We all have room for improvement, 

But its all in the right timing. 

chatGPT poem 1

 i asked chat GPT to write a poem about life

Life is a journey we all must take, A winding road with twists and turns, Full of joy and love, heartache and ache, A lesson in each moment we learn.

From birth to death, we live and grow, Our paths diverge in many ways, But we all share a common goal, To find meaning in our days.

Life is fleeting, it moves so fast, A blur of memories we hold, We try to make each moment last, Before they slip away, untold.

Sometimes the road is rough and steep, And we stumble, fall and cry, But with courage and faith, we keep, Moving forward, never asking why.

Life is a gift, a precious thing, To cherish and hold dear, With every breath, we can sing, And feel the beauty near.

So let us embrace this journey of life, With open hearts and minds, And through the pain and strife, We'll find the treasure that we'll find.

the wonder of curiosity

Wonderful how wonderful,

Amazment, 

The limits of my understanding and imahination, 

Never have i known this, 

Never could i perceive. 

How wonderful, 

How glorious, 

Beyond my mind's capabilities,

Current, past or future. 

Grow me, Lord, 

There is no other way. 

Like a baby learning to talk, 

Like a child learning to walk, 

How did i loose that wonder of the world.

How did my sense get so dull, 

I used to look at the world with amazement in everything, 

A chance to learn something new everyday, 

When Lord did i loose that and become old

When did i grow so old, 

I've forgotten how to grow. 

Just like a child, 

Juat like a baby. 

Teach me Lord

Once again

The wonder of curiosity. 

wallow hippo wallow

 i was sitting down,

when felt down.

nothing i can do,

but do what hippos do.

wallowing

wallowing

half a day went by,

my mind couldn't come by,

nothing else could be done,

couldn't blame someone

wallow wallow

move on, move on,

life goes on.

work is creation

 we are made to make things.

bring order to chaos.

entropy happens naturally. all things move towards this state.

hence, energy has to be inputted to mitigate it.

everything we do, is part of creation.

like writing this blog post.

the fingers typing on the keyboard to make legible information from my illegible thoughts in the mind.

the ink in a pen forming out a pattern recognized as words by another reader..

ink in a pen, is potential.

the casing held in the hand,

the nib on a sheet of paper,

the ink flows out..

it makes... something

something is created

i fix machines.

that is my work.

i bring order to chaos.

fix the broken

so that it works again

God, Jesus... fix me

Online Silent Retreat testimony

 "Silent retreats aren't easy to come by,

To take time and dwell in a secret place,

Life is full of hustle and bustle nowadays.

seeking God's face can't be done in haste.

Amidst the pandemic and border restrictions,

One would think he has ample amounts of time,

How far away from the truth that's the case,

Especially when I think life is all well and fine.

Despite the challenges we still did it online,

I'm glad Simon and Rinda made this happen,

They helped me to look deeper within life,

And made me realise things that were hidden.

Throughout the sessions and the guided silence,

There was rest, comfort and introspection,

It helped me to be calm and make some sense,

That I'm still under God's loving protection.

Life isn't easy, It's full of weary,

I'm reminded Jesus knows my worry,

So I'll continue to walk this journey,

Giving God the glory for this story."

- 28 yrs, labourer, NZ

habits

Habits and loops,

Ques, Rutines and Rewards

The small little wins, 

The freed mental space. 

Discipline and will power, 

Mental conditions and states of mind,

The brain physically changes, 

Biology is based on chemistry. 

Dopamine, cortisol and hormones, 

Feelings of euphoria in rewards, 

Cravings.... 

Get into a safe environment, 

Have people around.

Not in a room by yourself, 

With the door held open with a stopper

lost and found

Monday morning so foggy,

Tuesday wind blew strong, 

Lost my redmi casing, 

Found on a Wednesday morning.

in tune with nature's rythm

You'd know,

When someone's in tune

With nature's rythm 

His words and actions, 

Will be so pleasent. 

The conversations

So natural and convinient 

fishing

When you're all ready to go for fishing,

All the tackle in the car, 

The day's agenda clear for the pond... 

And then the skies grow gloomy, 

Dark grey clouds blown in overhead

Be it subang jaya or kelana jaya,

Or taman aman... 

That feeling... 

That no one can stop the rain, 

Unless a prayer, 

That blows the clouds away

Is heard by a God above... 

The rain drops when on is fishing, 

The splashes in the pool

The smell of the damp air

As we hide under a gazebo...

Rolling up the mat, 

Widing up the tackle

Cleaning the worms of the hooks, 

The smell of dirt in the nails, 

The dried worm juice on the fingers, 

Caked mud, hardend skin... 

A patient mind, 

A solaced soul, 

A quietened heart, 

A rested body

Tranquillity 

Father and son, 

Peace 

Love

do do doo

You don't really know what you're doing,

Unless your doing what you want to do, 

Because any otherwise, 

You'll be doing whatever someone else wants you to do... 

chinese wisdom

You live today,

Today counts

过一天算一天

moon and sun

Everyone goes to sleep under the same moon,

Everyone wakes up to the same sun

empathy, saying things in the right way

thank you for your caring post Christine,
passings bring about times of reminiscing,
stories shared come from your eyes and mine,
your mother's, my father's, Zacharias'.

Perfect accounts we'll never have,
not while here on earth, cause humans we are.
at death, these small things wont seem to matter,
we'd realise the bigger picture's much better.

The story goes as far as it's told,
bringing about the words of Christ:
to turn another cheek, a coat not sold,
an extra mile, a question not missed.

they answered callings greater than anything,
to give away one's own life at any moment,
knowing eternal life isn't just waiting,
just walking with God is divinely potent.