i suppose my friend is right to say that blogs may be a little impersonal.. but same goes with smses, msn chat and irc chats.. its all the same i guess. i think it all depends on how much one shares.. but then again.. u wouldn't know for sure that its all real yah? ;) interesting.. for me.. i love reading other's blogs.. and yes.. sometimes, it does provide insights to the person's thoughts, other times, jus what that person loves doing. but we should never let it be a barrier to the real communication, interaction with how wonderful the real person is.
so yes.. i went on a retreat with my dad to kukup 龟咯, malaysia. its was actually my aunt 大姑 who invited us as her church (Glory Joy Christian Church 荣乐基督教会) was organising it. my grandma used to attend this church before she passed away.. so my aunt accompanied her back then.. and till date, she herself still attends the church. its a mandarin service. the church actually started off and eventually bought over a bungalow in sembawang.. but apparently, some of the residents complained.. so they could no longer hold the service there. currently, they rent the rooms at the Boy's Brigade every sunday. its a small congregation.. but i found it really warm and cosy. cos everyone knows each other.. its quite an experience to be in a small church.. and singing mandarin songs. singing mandarin songs.. brought me a diff perspective of God's love in one of the songs.
耶稣爱我，耶稣疼我 i never thought of God as a doting father.. and it really touched my heart..
so on the trip, there were hardly any young pple.. mostly oldies.. :) they're so cute! sometimes, oldies can misbehave as well. quoted from my aunt. :) its so true.. and they're all still so young at heart. yes.. physically, they may be slow, all wrinkled up.. but their heart.. only God knows. so sweet, warm and caring. i sure hope my dad would go.. cos with my aunt already there, it might be easier for him.
everytime i meet my aunt, she would remind me so much of grandma. as if she's a splitting image and it would make me tear. don't ask me why.. cos i don't know why either. :) and it was nice to know that some of these very same pple were friends with my grandma, who cared for her though she may be reserved.. these are the pple that will come and pay house visits when u miss church.. these are the pple i've seen in my childhood.. whom i've always wondered who they are.. and why they always bow down their heads to pray and always end with an Amen. the very pple.. who made me wonder who they are praying to.. and now i know.
oh and guess wat.. they even sang songs in hokkien and cantonese.. hehe.. well at least i can tell u i can sing one song in hokkien now. ;p
真正好，来信耶稣真正好。。。
refreshed.. and renewed. humbled by the different pple i've met.
so yes.. i went on a retreat with my dad to kukup 龟咯, malaysia. its was actually my aunt 大姑 who invited us as her church (Glory Joy Christian Church 荣乐基督教会) was organising it. my grandma used to attend this church before she passed away.. so my aunt accompanied her back then.. and till date, she herself still attends the church. its a mandarin service. the church actually started off and eventually bought over a bungalow in sembawang.. but apparently, some of the residents complained.. so they could no longer hold the service there. currently, they rent the rooms at the Boy's Brigade every sunday. its a small congregation.. but i found it really warm and cosy. cos everyone knows each other.. its quite an experience to be in a small church.. and singing mandarin songs. singing mandarin songs.. brought me a diff perspective of God's love in one of the songs.
耶稣爱我，耶稣疼我 i never thought of God as a doting father.. and it really touched my heart..
so on the trip, there were hardly any young pple.. mostly oldies.. :) they're so cute! sometimes, oldies can misbehave as well. quoted from my aunt. :) its so true.. and they're all still so young at heart. yes.. physically, they may be slow, all wrinkled up.. but their heart.. only God knows. so sweet, warm and caring. i sure hope my dad would go.. cos with my aunt already there, it might be easier for him.
everytime i meet my aunt, she would remind me so much of grandma. as if she's a splitting image and it would make me tear. don't ask me why.. cos i don't know why either. :) and it was nice to know that some of these very same pple were friends with my grandma, who cared for her though she may be reserved.. these are the pple that will come and pay house visits when u miss church.. these are the pple i've seen in my childhood.. whom i've always wondered who they are.. and why they always bow down their heads to pray and always end with an Amen. the very pple.. who made me wonder who they are praying to.. and now i know.
oh and guess wat.. they even sang songs in hokkien and cantonese.. hehe.. well at least i can tell u i can sing one song in hokkien now. ;p
真正好，来信耶稣真正好。。。
refreshed.. and renewed. humbled by the different pple i've met.
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