A definition of a revivalist is: restorers of life and confronters of all that brings death, build refreshing, stir what needs stirring, bring healing and wholeness, rebuild and repair what's been broken down, reconcile, turn people back to the point of departure, are capable in God of resurrecting, brings rememberance of what has been forgotten, are torch bearers reignitting fires that have gone out.
From Joyce Goh, taken from the revival bible.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
Christmas 2010
How fast this year past by. How fast things seems to come and go. How fast one semester ended and 6 months came and gone like the wind. Wow!!! This Christmas, though it didnt really felt like Christmas, was really different. The festive mood to celebrate and the exchanging of gifts seems to have disappeared. Well, I know that Christmas is about remembering the birth of Christ and the gift of life He brought by coming in the likeness of man, but with that isn't it also a time and season of sharing, loving and giving? I don't know, but I didn't really experience that much of love in Covenant coperately.
I do, however, receive little nice gifts from the people who mattered. They make Christmas every year a little more special and exciting. I am going to remind myself that next year's Christmas, I'm going to make different gifts and I might have to make like 50++ gifts. Cause everyone matters and I should do as much as I can to spread the love and the culture of sharing and giving.
Today indeed was a good day. I am happy and the day really ended well for me. Tired as I maybe now, but my brain is still wide awake and active enough for me to type this out. I talked so much today from BGR to the future to YAYA to future church leadership. Some were deep conversations and some were just fun talk/exchange. But nonetheless, they all meant something to me. Something to think about and ponder.
Though I have been away for 6 months, I always felt welcome back in CPC. It's like a home to me and I am so comfortable being there. Nothing wrong with that. It's not totally comfort zone as there are still stuffs for me to do which I don't like or enjoy. But I enjoying working there and all. I miss being an intern.
To my friends who mattered, I seem to be the friend who is physically away but yet always there. It's like when We meet up once again, we are able to just pick up our conversation from where we left off the last time. I don't know if it's a good or bad thing, But I am thankful for the technologies which help to keep us in touch and stay connected. I pray that I can be the friend who is to you what I can really be. I know I am not perfect but am made perfect by Christ who is in me. There must be less of me and more of Him in every way and everyday of my life so that He may be glorified.
CPC YAYA is going to have a break through. Leadership roles are going to change. People are going to step up. Relationships are going to be re-established. The foundation of a supernatural culture is building up. God is going to fan in the flames of fire to fuel and reignite the passion for worship, fasting and prayer. The church will be so powerful because they are gonna fight the battle on their knees till God gives them the victory. And this glory, favour and power will be sustain in this generation and carried from generations to generations till Christ comes again. Each generation's ceiling shall be the floor for the next. There will be no stopping in the greater things which God is about to do in each generation. CPC will be a house of prayer, a mission sending center and one of the forefather in sustaining a culture for the supernatural works of God. A place of Love, where the Living Word comes to Life.
I do, however, receive little nice gifts from the people who mattered. They make Christmas every year a little more special and exciting. I am going to remind myself that next year's Christmas, I'm going to make different gifts and I might have to make like 50++ gifts. Cause everyone matters and I should do as much as I can to spread the love and the culture of sharing and giving.
Today indeed was a good day. I am happy and the day really ended well for me. Tired as I maybe now, but my brain is still wide awake and active enough for me to type this out. I talked so much today from BGR to the future to YAYA to future church leadership. Some were deep conversations and some were just fun talk/exchange. But nonetheless, they all meant something to me. Something to think about and ponder.
Though I have been away for 6 months, I always felt welcome back in CPC. It's like a home to me and I am so comfortable being there. Nothing wrong with that. It's not totally comfort zone as there are still stuffs for me to do which I don't like or enjoy. But I enjoying working there and all. I miss being an intern.
To my friends who mattered, I seem to be the friend who is physically away but yet always there. It's like when We meet up once again, we are able to just pick up our conversation from where we left off the last time. I don't know if it's a good or bad thing, But I am thankful for the technologies which help to keep us in touch and stay connected. I pray that I can be the friend who is to you what I can really be. I know I am not perfect but am made perfect by Christ who is in me. There must be less of me and more of Him in every way and everyday of my life so that He may be glorified.
CPC YAYA is going to have a break through. Leadership roles are going to change. People are going to step up. Relationships are going to be re-established. The foundation of a supernatural culture is building up. God is going to fan in the flames of fire to fuel and reignite the passion for worship, fasting and prayer. The church will be so powerful because they are gonna fight the battle on their knees till God gives them the victory. And this glory, favour and power will be sustain in this generation and carried from generations to generations till Christ comes again. Each generation's ceiling shall be the floor for the next. There will be no stopping in the greater things which God is about to do in each generation. CPC will be a house of prayer, a mission sending center and one of the forefather in sustaining a culture for the supernatural works of God. A place of Love, where the Living Word comes to Life.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Telunas YAYA Camp 2010
Somehow the theme is so apt. Live...whatever for. As I think about it, I begin to realise that this is what I am living for, His people. I dont know if I am making sense to anyone. Somehow I realise that when I talk about things like this, it only makes sense to Joyce Goh.
I live to see God at work among the body. I dont know if it would ever change to mission or anything else, but I like to see how when I begin to love and show love to people in the body of Christ, stepping out of my comfort zone and just doing what I feel I am being led to do brings about a powerful encounter with God.
One testimony that I have from this camp is that when Zhiqi fell sick and was having fever, after the session that night I ask Joyce Goh to go with me to pray for her. The very next day she was well already. She could play, eat and attend the sessions with us all. I was so encouraged. Such obedience and leading by example, (there were young girls in the room who prayed with us) saw the work of God and their Faith that God would heal is so strong, like as if Zhiqi didnt get up and get well the next day, something must be wrong. As I think about it, I am soooo very awed by the grace and the work of God.
Lectio is as always, amazing. I wished I had the discipline to do this regularly. Sadly also, this time round I lost my camp booklet, the first time ever as it was blown away by the wind. But Wind is like the main theme for me this camp as well.
Wind and Water, the two most abundant elements in Telunas. Matthew 14:22-33 recounts of the story of Jesus walking on water.
What stood out to me in the story was in verse 30: "But when he saw that the wind was boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink he cried out, saying, "Lord, save me!"
Wind, it can both be an aide or an enemy. As I stood there on the platform with water above my feet, I was trying to feel what Peter felt. I was waiting for my faith in God to manifest a walking on water. Though that never happened, the wind and the lapping of the water around my legs made me unsteady at times. I knew now why Peter was afraid. It wasnt a feeling you could explain.
But God was teaching me, that when I begin to walk on water, will I be afraid of the wind? The gist of the thoughts I had was this:
Does going with the wind = doing the right thing?
Does going against the wind = doing the wrong thing?
Sometimes, going against the wind is actually the right thing to do. Not everything that is right is easy to do. But when done in His wind (the Holy Spirit) then things can be done easily.
Just a side note thought, a plane cannot fly if the wind is going in the same direction as it is. It flies only because its going against the wind which is pushing the wings causing it to fly. So if you want to fly, sometimes going against the wind is necessary.
I'm not sure if I am making any sense. But something good is brewing out of this camp. There is something good that is about to happen.
I live to see God at work among the body. I dont know if it would ever change to mission or anything else, but I like to see how when I begin to love and show love to people in the body of Christ, stepping out of my comfort zone and just doing what I feel I am being led to do brings about a powerful encounter with God.
One testimony that I have from this camp is that when Zhiqi fell sick and was having fever, after the session that night I ask Joyce Goh to go with me to pray for her. The very next day she was well already. She could play, eat and attend the sessions with us all. I was so encouraged. Such obedience and leading by example, (there were young girls in the room who prayed with us) saw the work of God and their Faith that God would heal is so strong, like as if Zhiqi didnt get up and get well the next day, something must be wrong. As I think about it, I am soooo very awed by the grace and the work of God.
Lectio is as always, amazing. I wished I had the discipline to do this regularly. Sadly also, this time round I lost my camp booklet, the first time ever as it was blown away by the wind. But Wind is like the main theme for me this camp as well.
Wind and Water, the two most abundant elements in Telunas. Matthew 14:22-33 recounts of the story of Jesus walking on water.
What stood out to me in the story was in verse 30: "But when he saw that the wind was boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink he cried out, saying, "Lord, save me!"
Wind, it can both be an aide or an enemy. As I stood there on the platform with water above my feet, I was trying to feel what Peter felt. I was waiting for my faith in God to manifest a walking on water. Though that never happened, the wind and the lapping of the water around my legs made me unsteady at times. I knew now why Peter was afraid. It wasnt a feeling you could explain.
But God was teaching me, that when I begin to walk on water, will I be afraid of the wind? The gist of the thoughts I had was this:
Does going with the wind = doing the right thing?
Does going against the wind = doing the wrong thing?
Sometimes, going against the wind is actually the right thing to do. Not everything that is right is easy to do. But when done in His wind (the Holy Spirit) then things can be done easily.
Just a side note thought, a plane cannot fly if the wind is going in the same direction as it is. It flies only because its going against the wind which is pushing the wings causing it to fly. So if you want to fly, sometimes going against the wind is necessary.
I'm not sure if I am making any sense. But something good is brewing out of this camp. There is something good that is about to happen.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Last Night in KL
I am writing this at 3am. Tomorrow morning, or later in a more accurate fact, I am going back to SG. Sleeping this late is going to give me problems but I just re-watched August Rush and thoughts are again filling up my head.
As I watched the show, *screams* Keri Russell! and Johnathan Rhys Meyers, the two main and eye candies in the show, I thought that the not-so-perfect yet made-in-Heaven love story is something that I would want too. True its heart wrenching, madly rash (something that I rather enjoy doing) but the feeling is always RIGHT.
Have you ever felt that way? Oh I have felt that so many times. With some girls the feelings are stronger, with others it was there but not quite. I have yet to met a girl much like Vanny. She wrecked me without doing anything. The closest so far I would say that got me into something like this is Shan, but not the same level as Vanny did. Glenda did too, but it was love/hate relationship.
I have nothing to be proud of my love life. Its pretty much nothing, 1 ex-girlfriend on the list, 3 weeks officially and that is the end. But I have been trying to find this feeling with girls I have come by. What is this feeling? I guess its a combination of being able to connect without words yet talk about anything under the sun. She has flaws that are beauty to you and she always always look perfect.
Some people call it chemistry, some others call it X-factor. For me, I call it the fundamental frequency. You resonate to something, everything on this earth do. Every matter has a fundamental frequency and we are connected by this frequency. Why some people seems to be your best friends or you guys just click so well? Maybe they are diatonic to your fundamental frequency or they could be your harmonics, an integer multiple of what you are. Others just hit you the wrong way and you dont go with them.
August Rush reminds me of the very matter why I am studying in a Music School. I can find them. I can use the music I hear to find them. Who are they you ask? The lost. What lost? Anyone without Christ. Its been inside of me and its waiting to get out. Waiting to move out of my mind, out of my being. The music that would attract people to come and invite the presence of God. Its both a worship and a call. It speaks of the awesomeness of my God and its the heart cry of one who wants/needs/loves Jesus.
I know I am no prodigy or highly gifted or a talent itself. But I am glad that God has always given me the chance to learn and love music. And it began not because I was musically trained but because He first taught me how to worship. Music was just the form of it.
In school I tend to get caught up in the world. I keep thinking of making it BIG. Gigging in KL. Top session artist. Live sound engineer, studio engineer. Popstar/R&B producer, Arranger. I forget that deep down inside of me, all these would NEVER SATISFY.
What would then? God the Father who loves me, Jesus, my Bestest best friend, and the Holy Spirit, my teacher. A pretty loving intelligent wife. Adorable kids. Mum and Dad. My closest friends (6ix) and others. These are the basic things that would satisfy, but it would never be complete without being able to do what I love: Being in Worship. Dwelling in His Presence. Recording the heart of a worshiper. Mixing live sound for a church in worship. Even if doing all these, spending money on all these doesnt get me rich or famous, I dont really care. According to my Father's riches, I think I cant be too poor off.
"Guard your heart" These were the words I had before coming to KL. Up to now it still rings in my head. How easily these 3 words are forgotten when I see a girl who gives me a right feel.
Sometimes head knowledge is just all I have. I feel like I cant live out the life I wanna live, but I gotta hold on to that Faith. I wanna be rash, but I gotta weigh the consequences. I rather be obedient cause He knows best, but sometimes I give in to quick/temporary high.
Last night in KL. I know I am going to miss KL for awhile. I quite like it here, but I never really imagine myself being a tad emo/ a tad reflective/ a tad dreaming/ a tad in love and all these emotions just mixed up. Its quite a night I must say I hope I have enough sleep to drive back to SG tomorrow/later, whatever.
As I watched the show, *screams* Keri Russell! and Johnathan Rhys Meyers, the two main and eye candies in the show, I thought that the not-so-perfect yet made-in-Heaven love story is something that I would want too. True its heart wrenching, madly rash (something that I rather enjoy doing) but the feeling is always RIGHT.
Have you ever felt that way? Oh I have felt that so many times. With some girls the feelings are stronger, with others it was there but not quite. I have yet to met a girl much like Vanny. She wrecked me without doing anything. The closest so far I would say that got me into something like this is Shan, but not the same level as Vanny did. Glenda did too, but it was love/hate relationship.
I have nothing to be proud of my love life. Its pretty much nothing, 1 ex-girlfriend on the list, 3 weeks officially and that is the end. But I have been trying to find this feeling with girls I have come by. What is this feeling? I guess its a combination of being able to connect without words yet talk about anything under the sun. She has flaws that are beauty to you and she always always look perfect.
Some people call it chemistry, some others call it X-factor. For me, I call it the fundamental frequency. You resonate to something, everything on this earth do. Every matter has a fundamental frequency and we are connected by this frequency. Why some people seems to be your best friends or you guys just click so well? Maybe they are diatonic to your fundamental frequency or they could be your harmonics, an integer multiple of what you are. Others just hit you the wrong way and you dont go with them.
August Rush reminds me of the very matter why I am studying in a Music School. I can find them. I can use the music I hear to find them. Who are they you ask? The lost. What lost? Anyone without Christ. Its been inside of me and its waiting to get out. Waiting to move out of my mind, out of my being. The music that would attract people to come and invite the presence of God. Its both a worship and a call. It speaks of the awesomeness of my God and its the heart cry of one who wants/needs/loves Jesus.
I know I am no prodigy or highly gifted or a talent itself. But I am glad that God has always given me the chance to learn and love music. And it began not because I was musically trained but because He first taught me how to worship. Music was just the form of it.
In school I tend to get caught up in the world. I keep thinking of making it BIG. Gigging in KL. Top session artist. Live sound engineer, studio engineer. Popstar/R&B producer, Arranger. I forget that deep down inside of me, all these would NEVER SATISFY.
What would then? God the Father who loves me, Jesus, my Bestest best friend, and the Holy Spirit, my teacher. A pretty loving intelligent wife. Adorable kids. Mum and Dad. My closest friends (6ix) and others. These are the basic things that would satisfy, but it would never be complete without being able to do what I love: Being in Worship. Dwelling in His Presence. Recording the heart of a worshiper. Mixing live sound for a church in worship. Even if doing all these, spending money on all these doesnt get me rich or famous, I dont really care. According to my Father's riches, I think I cant be too poor off.
"Guard your heart" These were the words I had before coming to KL. Up to now it still rings in my head. How easily these 3 words are forgotten when I see a girl who gives me a right feel.
Sometimes head knowledge is just all I have. I feel like I cant live out the life I wanna live, but I gotta hold on to that Faith. I wanna be rash, but I gotta weigh the consequences. I rather be obedient cause He knows best, but sometimes I give in to quick/temporary high.
Last night in KL. I know I am going to miss KL for awhile. I quite like it here, but I never really imagine myself being a tad emo/ a tad reflective/ a tad dreaming/ a tad in love and all these emotions just mixed up. Its quite a night I must say I hope I have enough sleep to drive back to SG tomorrow/later, whatever.
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