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