Monday, December 31, 2007

Only a sling and a stone


Oh, what I would do to have
the kind of strength it takes

To stand before a giant
with just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound
of a thousand warriors
shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand
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But the giant's calling out
my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times
I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me
time and time again
"Boy you'll never win,
you'll never win."
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But the voice of truth tells me a different story
the voice of truth says "Do not be afraid!"
and the voice of truth says "This is for my glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

-Voice of Truth, Casting Crowns


Have fun picking a fight with the giants.
-A nervous owl (and me) in Lake Gardens

Happy New Year!


Monday, December 17, 2007

Waste

“Vanity, definitely my favorite sin”- John Milton/Lucifer, The Devil’s Advocate.
Humanity is full of paradoxes. We speak of maturity, wisdom and character but at the heart of humanity lies an indisputable element, preserved through the ages. One that has fueled wars, broken families up, torn relationships apart and shattered and shredded hearts: vanity.

Isn’t it funny, how being ‘different’ has become so fashionable and romanticized among ourselves, that one is pressured to have a certain style of his own to stand out and be noticed? Isn’t it funny how ‘standing out’, has become a physical quality- that a person who ‘stands out’ needs to wear a certain type of clothing, have a certain type of hairstyle, speak in a certain way and possess certain items, when ironically that puts that person among a majority of blinded youth who think the same way?

How then does a person ‘stand out’? Where does one draw the line between being himself and being another person he isn’t? I do believe it’s simple. You draw the line where the most basic human function is, love.

I believe love was designed to be ‘wasted’ on others. The very fact that love is kept to one’s self, fed by selfish desires, stuffed with personal wants makes it no wonder why humanity needs more grace than it ever needed. It is for this reason the love of a friend for another is manifested outwardly, through a pat on the back, a smile, a hug, a gift, a message of hope. Love isn’t love when it’s kept to yourself.

So what happened to chivalry? And honor? What happened to all that needs to be protected: the principles we have been taught, the discernment between good and sinful, the ability to love beyond ourselves, the capacity to think for others? What happened to love?

For “greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.”

That, in my humble opinion, would be the difference between the Christmas the world sells and the Christmas that should be rightfully celebrated. You see, one is full of vanity, and the other, full of love.

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On a sidenote, I found this brilliant one on Youtube called "George Lucas in love". For the Starwars geeks ;P

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Learning to love like Christ

Winter's chills, Spring's joy, Summer's blaze, Fall's gloom. The sun may not show up and the leaves may fall. But whatever hits you, love persists like the tree that stands firmly, almost stubbornly, through every season.


"...Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him
endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God."
- the Bible


And once again, Christmas draws near!

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Not by might, nor by power...

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Needs

Perhaps one of the commonly used methods in achieving a ‘balance’ when in doubt, is to use the ‘needs versus wants’ approach, in which significant necessities are weighed against current desires. Needs are ubiquitous and ever-present; we try to satisfy them all the time, whether they be generally, socially recognized needs or personal, individual ones. We try to satisfy the need for achievement, or the need for acceptance. Some needs are never satisfied, and they become obsessions, like the need for attention, popularity, or a sense of belonging. Some unsatisfied needs eventually become layers of insecurity reinforcing a façade to hide those very needs. Yet, whatever they be, and however they may occupy the mind, fuel our actions, move our spirits, our needs will always be there, as will be our actions to fulfill them- and thus, the means and ends are inseparable. We will always be motivated to satisfy a certain need.


H. Maslow (a certain psychologist prominently mentioned in Management) categorizes needs in a hierarchy. According to this theory, at the bottom of the pyramid of needs are the primal, human survival needs (love, unfortunately isn’t a basic need ;): food, sleep, water. As a certain level of needs is satisfied, a new category becomes dominant which never before was. A person who has had all his physiological needs fulfilled would not feel an urge to satisfy his physiological needs anymore, as urgently as his ‘safety’ needs now. And so the needs change as they are satisfied.

However, students analyze this theory and find flaws in it- a fasting monk does not feel compelled to satisfy his hunger pangs (physiological), but is more concerned about his ‘self-actualization’ needs- his spirituality, his higher calling. A rich, prosperous man, acclaimed and recognized, may not feel as compelled to satisfy his need for sleep as his need for success. A mother is willing to risk her health for her family, denying her physiological needs for her family. It’s my contention that needs are what we choose to see as important, and hence our needs reflect on ourselves.


What I mean is, what you need is indicative of what you are made of.

Looking at my contemporaries, I realize our needs are easily identifiable. Friendship, acceptance, achievement, excellence, pleasure, relevance. The best results, the best university education, the most number of friends, the best projected image, the best jokes, the most influential leadership, the biggest possessions. If one stops to think to himself/herself, “What truly occupies my mind, my time and my passion?” one would be able to identify his/her most prominent needs (and very likely, realize his/her maturity of thought too). Yet, I wonder, have we lost the ability to choose our needs, and determine what’s truly best for ourselves?

If needs reflect what we are made of, why do we bury our faces in the superficial needs, that fade as the morning vapor and sway like grass in the wind? Ah, certain needs are rightfully important- we need to excel to be a positive influence in the environment, we need to eat to continue living, but just as a man who craves only for sexual satisfaction and is seen as a pervert, have we lost sense of our other needs, being too focused on one or two which are, in actuality, trivial, in the bigger scheme of things? Have we lost our need to find our reasons for existence, our relevance in the world of 6 billion, our moral compass?

Once I asked a group of adolescent guys, what would they do if they were given the liberty to do anything, for as long a time as they wanted, without the guilt of knowing that there would be other ‘important’ things to do. Most answered computer games or watching television. I then asked them, whether they would like a life of computer games and television, 5, 10, 15 years down the road, and silence permeated the air. 5, 10 ,15 years down the road, they knew they would be adults, possibly fathers, instrumental in making changes, being ‘in charge’ and doing ‘the big things’. I’m a strong advocate of letting one’s hair down and seizing every opportunity to outdo ones self, but how we are like this sometimes! We are obsessed with our little university bubbles, the hottest news, the newest hype, our guilty pleasures- at the expense of the road ahead, in the name of present satisfaction.

Perhaps a little reflection on our ‘higher needs’ is in order. Perhaps we should be conscious about the more abstract issues in life, instead of running away from them just because they aren’t palpable- because the options are clear…and we decide what we need.


Relevance in this lifetime, or superficial attention?

Purpose in life, or aimless living?


Are we ambitious realists, or ignorant idealists?

Saturday, November 10, 2007

The author promises a post soon, when the sudden rush of activities with the start of the semester break declines.

Happy birthday to Ignatius, Chelle, Eugene Koo, Yuhhui, Grace Eu, and anyone who's celebrated during this season!


Wednesday, October 10, 2007

A children's poem recently introduced to me, which I think is quite a classic. One that makes one smile!


The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound-note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are.'


Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long have we tarried,
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in the wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring in the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose!
With a ring in the end of his nose.


'Dear Pig, are you willing, to sell for one shilling
Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day,
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon!
They danced by the light of the moon.

-- Edward Lear



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I have been reading the book of Romans in between my revisions and, with the 365 message Joyce and I shared recently still fresh in my mind, came across this sentence which could very well hold the reason for living and appreciating life.

"For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

-Apostle Paul


There will be no posts until at least the 5th of next month- that is when my holidays commence. The days are interesting, at best, and I have no complaints. I have many things in my head to write about so I assure you more will be put up during my holidays. Till then, enjoy October!

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

The struggle between what one is able to do and what one is called to do would at some point arrive at the juncture where one’s loyalties cannot be divided anymore, lest much is done but little is achieved. And one is made to choose and stand by his decision, regardless of which he feels he prefers to contribute in. Opportunity cost? Not if God leads us to lead. And where to!
-written during time of turning down opportunities
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Have been unable to write lengthy posts due to time-constraints. The days have been good, though. Hope everyone is well, and coping. All the best to those taking exams this season, and to those who are just starting to adjust to their new places! Good week

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Keep swimming

"Remember, the biggest fish gets that way by not getting caught"

-Big Fish (2003)

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

The seed 'dies' first

Remember that no man loses any other life than this which he now lives, nor lives any other than this which he now loses.
-Marcus Aurelius

Address

I have changed my blog address to

http://www.abelcheahszewei.blogspot.com

I've been inclined to do this in the past but never had the time to move the posts from a site to another until recently. There are several reasons to this, but they do not matter so much as the same writer and brains from which these thoughts are expressed, remain. Anyway, that's my full name :)

I have made it a point to keep the 'best of Beats' posts and retained their dates as they were originally posted (this was pretty ardous) because some posts are personally, timeless to me- and so nothing much has changed except the address.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Jottings

And so the week comes to a close. Many things have kept me occupied- from working on assignments in uni, to my involvement in some events , to leadership roles in several areas and being part of committees, to teaching tuition. This few months have been nothing short of eventful- and although they aren't all that I've been involved in, here are a few pictures I've received of some of these events.
Damai Beach- 3rd of July. Thoroughly enjoyed the kayak-ing man
The Speaker's Corner, which is basically an open space in Monash for anybody with something to speak about, situated in front of the cafeteria where students have their meals (some have to unwittingly hear the speeches)
Liang, speaking /singing at the Speaker's Corner, about God's love. Bless his heart

One has to mentally cope with the image of people leaving while you speak, though, because it is in front of a cafeteria- which is quite unlike the experience of public speaking in highschool/college.
The Street Party Carnival, in which the CF took the stage to perform 3 songs. 18th of AugustSome of the other band members not in the picture (there isn't a group picture): Lynette (keyboardist), Joanna (drummer), Anna (back-up vocalist)
From left: Ernest Khaw, Guang Yu, Han Sheng, Ian Han, Abel, Lit Rong, Satchid.
The last 'Jedi' gathering, incidentally, a belated birthday party for Ian (he has since left for the UK) and a Belian reunion. That's Ian before he was tossed into the lake.
The best band of brothers anyone could ask for :> 15th of September

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Perhaps one of the joys of leading a cell is the opportunity to impart the little you have obtained yourself, through the previous cell leaders during the course of the years. Apparent awkwardness was the initial response I received last cell, when the topic was "Christians and Sex", but it later turned out to be one of the more memorable lessons we went through. Great young dudes, in whom I see hearts of gold and have much hope for. In light of that, here's something scribbled on a piece of rough paper sometime recently, during a sudden surge of thoughts while studying in the university library.

A good week to all

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One heart, each

Why do hearts change?

When we only have one heart, each.

Why do we dilute what only one heart can give?

How many times can there be a ‘first’?

How are some things meant to be done once- given, again?

Few can be offered which has not been given before.

Still, that 'few' is worth the thanksgiving!

For when, more and more in us grows a longing

that comes from this heart for the very heart that moved to form it;

and when, we realize we don’t quite know many things,

because of the state of our heart - it is quite plain:

We do not know how to truly love!

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Except, till we have a heart like His

Monday, September 17, 2007

“Can you tell a plain man the road to heaven? Certainly, turn at once to the right, then go straight forward.”

-William Wilberforce

Never a cleverer, more succinct way in giving directions for (after)life ...

It's going to be a full week. Here's a good one to all :)

Friday, September 14, 2007

Yearn not for lighter burdens to carry, but bigger shoulders

Saturday, September 8, 2007

A (special) birthday in the family

As a young boy with an imaginative mind, I used to cry myself to sleep by picturing how it would be like if something would happen to her. Innocently I had asked my mother if I could marry her - not knowing the difference between romantic love and my affection for her as a brother back then. As she grew up, the onus was on me to grow up even faster than I naturally would. I had to take care of the house at the age 4 onwards, sometimes crying at the grill door waiting for my mom to come home from work or doing errants, because I didn't want to. Growing up with her, I was given the task of disciplining her whenever she misbehaved or needed to understand certain norms- something I realized most brothers didn't have to do. Yet, when a cousin once bullied her I couldn't stop myself from kicking him where it hurt the most!

Today when I observe other people who share experiences like these and see how Claw is maturing from her own experience of being Abby's sister, I'm glad for all that has happened. Oh, she puts our patience to the test many times and still misbehaves - but I look back and realize my family wouldn't be where it is today without her presence in our lives.

She teaches me so much; that life is essentially simpler than the way we live it, that patience and humility are lifelong lessons, that tragedy can turn into blessing, that God will and can make a way, that joy is a natural thing- sometimes we normal ones look more 'Down'-syndrome than her. But perhaps on top of all these things, this is the most valuable lesson :

That she has taught me to be a brother...


And so it's been 16 years of blessing.

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Cause>cost

I enjoy chancing upon witty/inspirational lines and this one got my attention today:

"The cause is greater than the cost"

The cost of a cause, whatever it is, must not weaken the will to see the cause ultimately fulfilled. What a challenge!



Full days sum up to full lives

My country

For everything it is and, isn't.
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For all its beauty, glory and blessings. Many a place may be better than this, many may have more to boast about. But of no where else can I say, "This is my country", and more importantly, that "I love it", simply because.. I'm Malaysian. And no matter how little it may mean to others sometimes, it forms part of who I am, my identity. People don't change homes because someone in the family is sick , or an abnormal child is born to the family, or a misfortune happens or when there seems to be injustice. Let's learn to love this place- it's 'home', irregardless of its state.
Happy independence day to all!

Friday, August 24, 2007

Balanced View

Here's a little something I typed out and saved unto my laptop the other time, recently; I'm pasting it here due to the lack of time to type something now. It's a brain-spill, an opinion, something my mind chewed on for sometime before I put the thoughts into words.

Balanced view.
Often we coin that term up quickly in situations where an urge to draw a middle-ground between two extremes of opinions (usually strong ones) arises. In many cases the balanced view stand is a commendable one- it makes the most convenient conclusion when there is a dead-lock in opinions, it solves two arguments in a negotiated agreement, it makes moderation the answer and generally satisfies the mass.


In fact, it is so heavily used; it is my contention that the BV (balanced-view) has in itself, become an irony of its own. If ‘balance’ is the point between two extremes, and drawing the balanced view has become a norm (the most common way of making decisions) in itself, where then is the balance in making decisions, or as we say, looking for the ‘right balance’? For if everything is settled by drawing a balance, ‘everything’ is obviously going to be imbalanced.

I don’t think the balanced view works all the time. Here are my reasons why:

1) It is often used as a convenient way to settle an issue; and convenience, by nature eases difficulty but may not always be the best solution. Sure, if two children fight over the ownership of a ball, you could make them play together and save the day with both parties playing happily, but the core issue of the children fighting is not directly addressed and the question of who rightfully owns the ball is not answered.

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2) Balance is relative. One man’s balanced diet may be another man’s sinful indulgence. So is ‘balance’ really the balance? Is a balanced view truly the solution or is it merely a compromise, and in actuality, a third view by its own? Who is to say the ‘balance’ is truly a balance, and even if one piously makes a calculated middle-point, would measuring a situation rigidly is the best solution?

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3) We are losing the ability to make decisions, to discern between right and wrong. Truth is more confusing than lies now: is good good, or is good something that is acceptable to be good, or is good even necessary, since every man has his own opinion about good? In the same way a Multiple-Choice Question answer sheet has no 'in between' answers, there are instances when finding the 'balance' is not possible. In some cases, the answer will always be A.. or B...or C, but never A-B or B-C. Sometimes finding a balance could be a form of escapism. Sometimes making a 'balance' could dilute the truth for something more 'acceptable'.

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4) A balanced view, is a view. Views are subjective, unless based on solid references. But which reference is sound, then? This is where one's personal beliefs come in; one who stands strong on principles knows where to draw the line between an instance to make a 'balance', or not. The truth is while balance can be found in some instances (and probably be the wisest solution), there is never a balance between 'good' and 'evil'. And you can't find a balanced view for that.


So which are you?

On the fence, or just escaping? Politically-correct, or just afraid to make a stand? Wise or just cowardly? Balanced, or just compromising?

Monday, August 13, 2007

We fight in the shade

Long week ahead - 2 assignment handups, 1 presentation, 1 performance, 1 major event.

Here's a little shout-out to someone dear to me, Ms Tagal, who made a short and surprise trip back recently to this part of the world. She is now back in her hometown, Kuching (where the pace of life is slow) and will be leaving for the US at the end of this month. I must say her company was the highlight of last week, and will miss it dearly. She is someone I treasure very much because of (among other reasons) the sweetness of her character, her pleasant demeanor and her genuine care and concern. And beneath the mask of an 'aunty', there is a beautiful person :> This friendship is a blessing

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On another note, for the 300 junkies (I'm clearly one myself):

Queen Gorgo: Spartan!
Spartan King Leonidas: Yes, my lady?
Queen Gorgo: Come back with your shield, or on it.

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Daxos: I saw those ships smashed on the rocks. How can this be?
Stelios: We saw but a fraction of the monster that is Xerxes' army.
Daxos: There can be no victory here... why do you smile?
Stelios: Arcadian, I've fought countless times, yet I've never met an adversary who could offer me what we Spartans call "A Beautiful Death." I can only hope, with all the world's warriors gathered against us, there might be one down there who's up to the task.

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Queen Gorgo: Freedom is not free, it requires great sacrifice. The price is paid in blood.

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Dilios: We did what we were trained to do, what we were bred to do, what we were born to do!

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Dilios: The enemy outnumber us a paltry three to one, good odds for any Greek!

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Dilios: Hundreds left, a handful stayed, only one looked back.

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Dilios is putting a patch over his eye
Spartan King Leonidas: Dilios, I trust that "scratch" hasn't made you useless.
Dilios: Hardly, my lord, it's just an eye. The gods saw fit to grace me with a spare.

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Perhaps the gore was overdone in the movie, but I will always be inspired by the fight of the Spartans- to the death. In many ways, life is a great fight/struggle. Here's to one good week :>

Friday, August 10, 2007

Respect

I'm too busy to post something substantial, although I've been wanting to =/ Nevertheless since I try to maintain a post a week (at least), here's a thought I wrote and saved into the computer sometime ago.

"Respect is like a rope. It must not be tied too loosely, for the bound object would be lost or stolen; or tied too tightly, for the bound object would be choked or damaged, yet it does its job to hold the object in place. The strongest knots are always formed when two parts of the rope are brought together to make a loop- but as one end is sometimes longer than the other, so are people made to have different measures and expectations of respect. For some respect is harder to earn: the rope must prove its strength and durability. For some respect is an easy thing to attain: some ropes already look strong. Every rope has a breaking point, and I must remember my own breaking point."

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Today is the birthday of Ernest, a close buddy I've had the honor of knowing for years now. Besides being the usual heart-breaker/player Ernest has always been a vocal person- something I've always liked about him. I recall how we did a double-team, and walked right up to the office desk of our headmistress to deliver a protest note (which later on caused quite a stir in the school). If there's ever a person who, in my opinion, leads an interesting life, this friend of mine would be one of the first to cross my mind. Good fella.
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The days almost seem 'faster', with new responsibilities on top of the current ones...and of course, studies. It's all challenging, and good (I try). Here's a little shout-out to the people I haven't been able to keep in contact with, under the circumstances.
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And a very amusing Pickles comic strip. Have a good week ahead!

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

"The television is a medium. It's neither rare nor well

Monday, July 16, 2007

Named

I’ve always taken a special interest in names- they often are an indication of who a person is (or at least, who the person’s parents would like him/her to be). Each name has a form of meaning- ‘Grace’, ‘Melody’, ‘Richard’, ‘Joy’ and ‘Faith’ are names derived from adjectives; ‘Samson’, ‘Paul’, ‘Daniel’, ‘Joan’, ‘Arthur’ carry strong qualities, while others just sound like fighting-effects in cheap Tamil movies, like ‘Piao’ (He’s a great dude btw)

In the past I used to harbor a degree of resentment with the choice of my name. Many people would associate my name with an adjective that sounds exactly like it, and ask me whether I’m living up to it. Today I’ve come to accept it (I like it actually) and the expectations attached to it, but only because there are certain names God has given us to let us know who we are in Him. Just thought I’d share this here.

He has called us
His workmanship, created with purposes and plans which have been prepared long before our birth. The same hands that formed the galaxies immeasurable and stars uncountable formed us. More than conquerors, we are created to be unstoppable, immovable and capable of rising above trying circumstances. Forgiven and adopted, we are new creations, made great by a great Maker. Blessed and chosen, we have talents and qualities generously bestowed to do good works. Justified, we are vindicated when we choose not to fight back and absorb undeserved flak. Friends of God, we are in good company. Complete, we are never in want. Protected and made strong, we have a calling to protect the helpless. And above all, loved- we will never run out of giving love.

In a lesson I taught my cell was a line on the notes that quotes W. Shakepeare,

“Be not afraid of greatness: some men are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them”

Many of us do not feel great, much less have the word associated to us. But what is greatness? A position in society? Seven digits in your bank account? A busload of admirers? More ‘A’s’ in your results slip than in a stamp factory? Greatness is when you live up to the name God has called you by and the plans He has set for you, and accept who you are- that He has called you to be. Some of the names are naturally part of us, some are difficult to imagine or live up to. Like natural names given to us, God calls us differently- because He has made us differently.


Regardless, we all have a race to run. A price to win. A challenge to compete in.

And the confidence that we are named.

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Tmr marks the official start of university life. :>
"Men, what we do in life echoes in eternity" - Gladiator

Monday, July 9, 2007

Time to hit the road

"But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."

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Here's something interesting...

Sunday, June 24, 2007

NECF MALAYSIA’S RESPONSE TO THE LINA JOY JUDGEMENT

Issued on 1 June 2007

NECF Malaysia is gravely disappointed by and dissatisfied with the Federal Court’s dismissal of Lina Joy’s appeal.

First of all, the Federal Court’s decision does not uphold the constitutional safeguard of freedom of religion. It is a person’s fundamental right to profess a religion of her own choice free from compulsion or interference by the state or its institutions. Freedom of religion under the Federal Constitution can only be restrained where a person acts contrary to any general law affecting public order, public health or morality. Therefore, it defies all logic that Lina Joy’s freedom to profess and exercise a faith of her own choice can be subject to administrative barrier in the NRD refusing to effect a change to her religious status except upon the order of the Syariah Court.

The foundational principle of supremacy of the Constitution over all other laws must be upheld.

NECF Malaysia is also deeply dismayed that the majority decision of the highest court has failed to bring about resolution to the present interfaith issues. By insisting that a person who no longer professes the religion of Islam but has embraced another religion to seek an order of the Syariah Court is equivalent to insisting that a muallaf 1 who has attained the age of majority is obliged to seek the clearance of the religious leaders or authority of his former religion. Mutual respect and tolerance surely cannot be fostered without due regard to the principle of reciprocity.

In affirming the decision of the Court of Appeal, the Federal Court has perpetuated a most unfair and untenable position for Lina Joy and others in a similar dilemma. They now cannot enjoy the full rights as citizens as they are trapped in a religion which they no longer profess and are unable to lawfully marry, have children and live in accordance with the values, precepts and practices of the religion of their choice.

Finally, NECF Malaysia is extremely concerned that the Lina Joy case demonstrates the highest civil court retreating in the face of the relentless onslaught on their position as the third institution in a democratic system of government. In the hierarchy of the judiciary, the Federal Court is vested the judicial power of the Federation.

In this case, the judiciary has unfortunately failed to play its most important role of being both the guardians and interpreters of our Constitution. As an institution above the fray of politics, it is the only institution that can neutrally and without partisan considerations decide the serious issues raised in the Lina Joy case. It is constrained only by true and loyal allegiance to the rule of law and the supremacy of the Constitution, the twin pillars of our Rukunegara.

In the civil court’s abdicating its judicial power in religious matters on the basis of Article 121 (IA) of the Constitution, the Federal Court is placing undue stress and strain on the government to legislate or amend related laws when the due exercise of its judicial power as interpreter of the Constitution would have brought about a fair and just resolution to the issues.

While the country has undergone a significant shift towards “islamization” since the 1980s, the proclamation of Malaysia as an Islamic country in 2001, though a political expediency, has had considerable psychological impact and further polarized Malaysian citizens of different ethnic and religious backgrounds. Religious vigilantism has been heightened among not only the religious ones, but also the bureaucrats. Administrative actions whether in policies or laws are being implemented without scrupulous regard to the requirements of the policies or laws but with the imposition of syariah rules and requirements. For example, non-Muslim police women are to wear Muslim headscarves for the annual parade. The happenings in recent years are indeed grave concerns. Among others, there are religious authorities breaking up families in the name of religion, the custody tussles between a non-Muslim parent and a Muslim parent, and public morality based on the principles of a particular religion.

The Christian community acknowledges the special position of Islam as the State religion for ceremonial purposes, and recognizes the application of Islamic family laws to those professing the religion of Islam in areas outlined in the Federal Constitution. We uphold the sanctity of the Malaysian Constitution as the supreme law of the land, and it is our hope that the Prime Minister, who has publicly declared to be the Prime Minister of all Malaysians, would fulfil his promises to establish a clean, just, harmonious and prosperous nation.

The decision of the Federal Court sets a landmark example of making legal judgement based on religious sentiment and thus inadvertently disregarding the fundamental right of an individual to profess and practice the religion of his or her choice. In the light of this, NECF Malaysia urges all Christian leaders to encourage their congregations to set aside time, both corporately and privately, to pray for our nation as a whole, in the next few weeks and months. Let us bring to God these matters of extreme gravity and urgency, and humbly ask Him to intervene so that truth, righteousness and godliness will prevail in our land.

The very basic structure of our nation, our institutions, our Constitution and the Rukunegara must remain the solid rock on which Malaysia will continue to prosper and stand tall among the community of nations, and on which all Malaysians strive and thrive together as a multiracial, multicultural and multi-religious society. Let us, the concerned citizens of Malaysia, exercise our rights to make a good decision at the right place and at the right platform.

1 Muallaf: a convert from a non-Islamic religion who has chosen to profess Islam

Saturday, June 9, 2007

God loves paradoxes

I'm encouraged, that in God's economy,

Ashes are traded for beauty
Weakness for strength
Plight for wellbeing
Sorrow for joy
Filth for righteousness
Poverty for riches
Mistakes for maturity
Hurt for hope

And mercifully, He grants us "Second Chances"- because all is Fair Trade now.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Please wait

Pace is something that differs from one individual to another, whereby its subjective nature makes one man's "swiftness" another man's "slowness", or vice versa. It has dawned upon me: where does one apply the right amount of 'pace' in varied situations- from the choice of majors in a course, to realising an old dream, to working towards a big project, to taking a jog in the evening?

Like an eagle that patiently awaits the right time to sweep down from its flight to capture its prey, like the athlete that anticipates the gunshot before the race, like the drummer before a roll in a song- there will always be a considerable measure of anticipation before something big happens, or the right moment comes.

Many would rather have something quicker than slower. It is no secret that I, too, find it difficult to wait at times, evident in many things, from the way in which I drive (much to the chagrin of the passengers) to the simpler things, like how I play Counterstrike ;>

Yet, we often forget this element of waiting and despise it's irony; that it can be so painfully slow, excruciatingly mundane, seemingly pointless, but more often than not crucial for the end to be realized. And while at times we can afford to ignore the wait and seize the opportunity before it goes, there are times when we must endure, allow for a slower rate in pace, listen to the rational thought rather than the compelling feeling, and walk slowly even if your heart is racing.


There was once a man who, upon meeting his wife-to-be and winning her heart decided to ask her to marry him. At the park where he was to produce the ring with which he would slip unto her finger, he noticed many policemen chasing a robber, who was running in his direction. Out of sheer misfortune, the man was mistaken by the confused policemen as the robber and he was taken into custody. As a result, the innocent man was put behind bars for years, never having the chance to propose to the woman he loved. For a while, he was bitter, for he was wrongly accused and it would take years before he could make her his wife, if she didn't marry someone else in the first place. But when his jail term ended, so did his waiting and he finally made her his bride, realising that the few years spent waiting were not as bad as he thought them to be, for he had been waiting for the love of his life

... all his life, anyway.



It is in this perspective that one is able to have the faith and be more than willing to anticipate a vague future which may or may not take place, because despite circumstances, the hope of the ending compels him... to wait.

So, please wait

Saturday, June 2, 2007

Remember

You are more than you know yourself to be

Monday, May 28, 2007

Reward ÷ Effort, 2

It's been a great break for me (still is), while I wait for the semester in Monash to start in July. With the spare time I have when I'm not away or meeting people, I've been catching up on some reading, and some of them touch a little on an intriguing subject: Economics

One primary idea in the subject is the element of 'incentives' and how the study of incentives can tell a lot about matters of any kind, even predict certain scenario outcomes because human decision generally revolves around a simple formula:

Rewards (or the expectation of Rewards) over Effort (or the amount of Effort perceived)


It is by this idea that it can be explained why a group of thieves find it justifiable (by their own standards) to perform a high risk robbery because of the incentives they are eye-ing at, why the zealous cop is willing to risk endangering his life and limb (big effort) to catch these thieves because of the award and recognition that entail brave acts of this kind (big reward) and, (closer to home) why the ubiquity of bribery, which is actually a business of sorts, makes events like, the sun rising up in the east and Christiano Ronaldo being 'fouled' (often by an enigmatic, invisible force ;) pale in comparison.

One thing that the thief and cop both have in common is the Reward they strive to achieve outweights the Effort involved to accomplish the crime/job. Yet ,they differ in how they mentally form the idea of their rewards.

Most economists agree, while collectively most people have more or less predictable responses because of the incentive concept, a man as an individual is capable of having a different idea of an incentive. After all, we're stuck in a postmodern society, where "want" is prioritized over "need", (or made the same), "feel" is prefered over "think". For this reason, they have come up with different categories of incentives, like the Financial Incentive, Social Incentive, and so on.



I think one man's words and I believe, one man's innermost desire pretty much messed up this equation of Reward over Effort. He believed,

"I must do my utmost to act in harmony with my conscience and my better self" -Vaclav Havel

That was his idea of a Reward, and evident in his words, he had a willingness to pursue this choice even with the prospect of a high amount of Effort involved, because after 'calculation', it was worth it. What a challenge, especially when the "worse self" always seems to prevail over the "better self". In a moment of rage, disappointment or frustration, the very principles a person tries so rigorously to build into his/her character can vanish, like they were never there. Yet, the lines of a poem go:

"If you can...watch the things you gave your life to broken
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools...
...Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it..."


The arduous journey to better one's self never ends as long as we are in it.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Tribute to a dear pet

Peering into the box, it was quite a sight
My stone heart melted at the cat’s plight
But how foul it smelt then, I shan't now begin to say
The stench was so pungent it drove the girls away.
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In the kitchen it quickly lapped up the water
“How cute!” cooed my delighted young sister
So amused was she, the odor didn’t matter
A far cry from the response of my mother
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“Are you sure about this?” she quickly voiced her concern,
Thus was my reply, “I care for this kitten”
Day after day I tended to it with great ardor
And as my love grew, so did the orange ball of fur.
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In some ways it was quite an asset
In many ways it was a dear friend
In all ways it surpassed the ordinary cat
Yet, none can tell, why it ran!
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For through the rearing of this frail feline
I have obtained traits which were once not mine
From cleaning its litter to clearing up the mess
I found myself to be like a father in duress.
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A stray kitten nurtured to a cat so tame
It didn’t mind having a female name
For all that it was and taught me about
A smile is ever more appropriate than a pout.
:>

Friday, May 18, 2007

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I have often walked down this street before;

But the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before.
All at once am I several stories high.
Knowing I'm on the street where you live.
Are there lilac trees in the heart of town?
Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour out of ev'ry door?
No, it's just on the street where you live!
And oh! The towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near.
The overpowering feeling
That any second you may suddenly appear!
People stop and stare. They don't bother me.
For there's no where else on earth that I would rather be.
Let the time go by, I won't care if I
Can be here on the street where you live.
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Freddy Hill- My Fair Lady
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A wonderful song in the musical, I thought!

Friday, May 11, 2007

Character

A plate hung on a wall in a house I went to recently reads:


When wealth is lost, nothing is lost

When health is lost, something is lost

When character is lost, all is lost


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>Claw posing on the staircase

Sunday, May 6, 2007

Bukit Tinggi

This was the first waterfall among the few we had to find our way across or around in a recent jungle trekking trip I went, with Ian and Xuan Yi. Pretty satisfying trip I must say

A noteworthy part of the trip, where we had to get into the water passage between the rock on the right and the rock on the left to move on with the journey. There was a moment when I thought XY was getting sucked into the water because of the force of the current.

An awesome view of one of the last waterfalls we passed by before going back(taken from a pretty risky spot). A more detailed account of the trip in XY's post.
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-How we celebrated Satchid's birthday ;) The poor fella had to walk in that from the ground floor of One Utama to GSC (where line after line of people waiting to buy Spiderman tickets gawked at him) One lady looked as if she saw the most horrifying thing (maybe she did) while other faces seemed to crack into smiles of amusement. Hats off to the man

Monday, April 30, 2007

Thought and shout-out

One of the most awesome lines that have stuck to my head goes

"Where sin increased, grace increased all the more"

As deep as the phrase is and as myriad as the interpretations are, to me it does not imply that sinners can afford to sin as they wish, rather the people victimized by the deeds of others have sufficient and more than enough grace to overcome their circumstances, and the people who think their past deeds are too big to be forgiven may know no sin is bigger than the Grace to forgive it.

Nothing can buy that

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Also, here's a birthday shout-out to a crazy partner-in-crime. Everytime I reminisce about the highschool stunts, Satchid comes into the picture. A future Malaysian Patch Adams and a joker in any company he's in, this fella's also the most hypocritical Jedi, man. Have a good one dude.. ;>

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Days for years

"So Jacob served seven years for Rachel, and they seemed to him but a few days because of the love he had for her."

The story goes that a great man, Jacob, or Israel once lived. Born second to his twin brother, Esau, he had the nature of a smooth talker, and when the day came for their father to bless the first-born, Jacob outwitted Esau and stole his older brother’s birthright (a preplanned performance involving wearing animal skin). He’s arguably one of the most appealing characters to me, personally, because of the great feats he did. It is said that he wrestled with a Man (whom he didn’t realise was actually God) through the night and ‘prevailed’- and impressed God with his persistence, and left a great nation behind after he died, but one story always seems to be very outstanding: how he waited for the love of his life.
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When time sped up.
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-Story is longer and can be found here for further reading.
-Inspired by a short exchange of words with TMY

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

"I have one life and one chance to make it count for something . . . I'm free to choose what that something is, and the something I've chosen is my faith. Now, my faith goes beyond theology and religion and requires considerable work and effort. My faith demands -- this is not optional -- my faith demands that I do whatever I can, wherever I am, whenever I can, for as long as I can with whatever I have to try to make a difference."



-Jimmy Carter, 39th President of the United States

Monday, April 2, 2007

2nd quarter of 2007

Cast of "Second Chances"

Top row: Joel,Daniel,Kheng Yee,Grace,MHong,MYoe
Bottom row: Jamie,Jacintha,Joshua,Gideon,me


As you can see, that's Gideon posing as his character, as are most of us. A few months back Meng yoe and I wrote a little script for this drama (he did 75%) to be performed by the youth. We created the characters bearing in mind the many personalities in everyone who would be watching it, some obvious, some subtle- Richard's pride, James' meekness (no correlation to the 'James' in LIAI), Ah Beng's doubt, Ah Lien's faith or Donna's indifference.

This coming Easter Sunday morning will be the actual performance and I must say, these people make good actors and whatever the final result of the drama may be, it's been a privilege trying, and practicing with them. (Tell me if you're interested to come...)

On another note, wow, it's already the fourth month of the year. This month promises a hectic schedule full of tests, assignments, presentations, papers, and other non-college activities. As a man I hold in high regard once said

"..a soldier, he does not get involved in civilian activities.."

Therefore soldier on we must!


A good week to you all ;> and remember, the music never, never fades ...