Saturday, October 22, 2005
Ahred and the annual spring clean 


In Pangster’s laptop, there is a video clip of the song presentation (Phra Yeesuu khawcay which means ‘Jesus understands’) by the team that went up to Chiangmai last December to conduct our annual English camp.

It is hilarious. At least to me!

In fact, I laughed so hard watching it that I was slapping him on the thigh.

So in the clip, half of the team is seated on a couch while the rest stood behind. The minus-one track comes on, P’Aaron is holding the mike and everyone dutifully sings along.

Well, everyone except Ahred.

Most people probably won’t catch it, but he just stood in the corner and remain tight-lipped while the others were trying to mouth the Thai lyrics. The look on his face is priceless and so funny because I know him well enough to know it says I’m-cool-but-I-REALLY-hope-nobody-notices-I-am-not-singing.

The chorus comes on and he finally opens his mouth. But his utterance is completely out of sync with everyone else and it looks like he’s warbling nonsense!

Classic Ahred moment. ;)

But that is exactly why I love him so much- countless precious Ahred moments in our history together, which for the sake of his good repute I shall not repeat here.

I hope he’s doing well and staying close to the Lord in Fukuoka. (And if you’re reading this, know that BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU. Heh.)

Anyways, I have been enjoying my new-found luxury of time- meeting up with friends for coffee, shopping and catching up, diligently studying Thai, reading the Bible, listening to Pastor Benny Ho sermons on audio CDs AND I’ve started cleaning up my room!

Years and years of accumulated junk, things I couldn’t bear to throw away hoping that someday I would have a use for- school textbooks and lecture notes, old magazines, CDs and books that are too trash to keep, spoilt shoes, random odds and ends... I’ve already threw out FIVE huge trashbags of things and I’m not even half-way through!

It will probably take a few more days because each time I take out or throw away something, it brings back a flood of memories and I allow myself to sit back and reminisce.

And then I suppose I need to spent time doing some introspective cleaning up too. God has been revealing to me things in my life that needs to be changed, stubborn areas I can’t seem to conquer, most unpleasant to my flesh but it is better late than never!

I shudder to think who I would be without God and am thankful for His abundant grace and patience.

Meanwhile, I’ll leave you with Psalm 139 while I get back to my unliveable mess of a room.


O Lord, you have searched me

and you know me.

You know when I sit and when I rise;

you perceive my thoughts from afar.

You discern my going out and my lying down;

you are familiar with all my ways.

Before a word is on my tongue

you know it completely, O Lord.

You hem me in- behind and before;

you have laid your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,

too lofty for me to attain.

Where can I go from your Spirit?

where can I flee from your presence?

If I go up to the heavens, you are there;

if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

if I settle on the far side of the sea,

even there your hand will guide me,

your right hand will hold me fast.



For you created my inmost being;

you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

your works are wonderful,

I know that full well.

My frame was not hidden from you

when I was made in the secret place.

When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,

your eyes saw my unformed body.

All the days ordained for me

were written in your book

before one of them came to be.



Search me, O God, and know my heart;

test me and know my anxious thoughts.

See if there is any offensive way in me,

and lead me in the way ever lasting.



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