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name: izumi aka imuzi
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008

@ 6:17 PM

hello. :]

it's been like 1 month since i posted. cos i actually wanted to abandon it due to my studies. but i decided that anything i'm gona post from now is gona be something that Jesus can read, meaning I'm gona post on what I've learnt :) not too often though. grades.

anyway before i forget, happy birthday jolene! :D

ok now to the topic.

seriously ALOT have happened for the past 1 month, and like life for a moment, seemed to whiz past.. without God once again. And ya, i reaped what i sowed, and i got lousy grades for term 2. I was thinking to myself what kind of example am I setting for my peers and juniors. Lots of people had high expectations of me in school. when term 2 started, I mugged like crazy but then gradually, ya i went on my own steam. then i became lazy. so in the end, lousy report card.

slc [student leader convention] was like real great. i mean all the facs and everything, staying up late... fun lah, but i realised that i had to end it somehow. parents were getting upset about me staying up so late and so many gatherings, and ya i kinda agreed. and like, ALWAYS you know, amidst the fun and laughter, i left God hurt. and after the convention i mugged that whole week in time for camp.

revival.

it was like, a week spent with God alone. like after a vacation for about 5 months since youth camp and then i'm back home. and everything was so refreshing. yet at the same time, there was this guilt. i really enjoyed every moment of the camp. and to think that it was the last year for me to be in J3 and ya, can tell that uncle andrew wanted me to lead as an example. and now to think of it, when he asked me to share about my accident, it shook me abit. I mean like, i actually quite forgotten how much I was sorrowful and regretful 3 months ago, how i promised God that I will commit my life to Him. Now then I remember. it's like a second wake up call from God. crocodile tears

BS and uncle andrew's talks were tho fundamental but very uplifting. It taught me that being a Christian is not just by claiming but by living. Merely saying the sinner's prayer isn't gonna help, you've got to live it out. My life downslided this year, my walk's upside down. And 2 cor 5:17 says "Therefore if any man is in Christ, He is a new creation. The old has passed, the new has come." And this was the ONLY verse I remembered since pei hwa. still recall mr michael chan teaching this verse with a basketball. really cool lah, and very easy to remember.

during the camp i went through lots of thinking. personal thoughts. one of them was about being a missionary. that actually means that whatever degree or PhD or qualifications I'm getting in college, university is not gona bring me riches or big houses. it means going to a third world country to help the poor and unfortunate. yes it sounds super unattractive to those in top schools and those who aspire to be bill gates or something. but it all has to do with perspective. i started thinking about this after hearing about reuben's aspiration to go to the mission field. and through the camp, as a believer, i realised how much the lord jesus christ sacrificed to come down to this world. someone said that it's worse than a human transcending into a pile of dung. and when he came to this 'dung', he didnt even come as a king or someone rich. he was born in a feeding tub for horses, grew up as a carpenter, and finally died for us.

He gave up everything man.

and then second thought was, the end of the world is coming. haha yes i know i say this so many times in school. but it's true. no joke.

i mean. here are some observations.

ever wonder how come in these 2-4 years there are like more than 20 earthquakes,tsunamis,hurricanes...?
ever wonder why movies depicting the end of the world start cropping up?
ever realised how global warming's becoming more real?


you know it yourself.

and i was thinking since only 20 years at most is left for us, why can't i use them all for God. is being rich everything? cmon, these are all paper man, not real worth.

first camp as an assistant games group leader. didnt really do much since timo's such an efficient leader haha :) and right from the start i learnt that winning isn't everything. tho i thank God we tied 2nd :D but yeah, with the smallest group, everyone put in effort.

hai. like school's starting next week. and i keep thinking about the 1month i gotta stay in Beijing for nuts. 4 weeks leh! no church, no church friends, no yp, no going out. and i seriously dont like being in somewhere where everything's chinese. scary lah. then come back talk like cheena. i mean it's not that i don't like the way they speak, but it's like kena brainwashed. and i like my un-cheena accent HAHA.

work work work. seriously seriously needed to buck up. no choice. and i started doing my quiet time. need to have intake or else no substance.

and oh ya, another thing that i'm deeply considering is about youth work. i mean, somehow both in amk and depot, yp is sorta decreasing. after all the guys go to army, there are fewer left to tend the flock. and fewer leaders. and like, the youths in our church, especially the younger ones are not yearning.

and i dread depot becoming autonomous. so many friends there and then ... man, why must be like that.

council. slc. softball. grades. church.

so many stuff, how to think sia.


that's why my old favourite song heart of worship is super meaningful to me now.
i'm coming back to the heart of worship.

imuzi.

"And Now I've found
The Greatest love of all, is mine
Since you laid down your life."

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