Rested in Him

Life can be so simple by just resting in Him. No whatsapp, fb, series, etc. All we need to do is just meditate the flow of the music and REST. Let God take care the others.

The greatest love of all is mine

Lalala..

Here I stand, Knowing I'm Your desire

Sanctified by glory and fire

Now I've found the greatest love of all is mine

Since You laid down Your Live

The greatest sacrifice

Singing ~Majesty, Majesty

Your grace has found me just as I am

Empty handed, but alive in Your hands

Singing ~Majesty, Majesty

Forever I am changed by Your love

In the presence of our Majesty ...

Dear Jesus,

Thank You for desiring me !

I just wish to record down this moment..

The most beautiful moment in my life. 

This beauty is beyond what I can describe in words. 

It happens whenever I'm reminded Your love never fail even though I fall. 

The greatest love of all.

Urban Street Sleeper 2.0

During our second mission of visiting the homeless, I met three aunties at Komtar bus station. It was around 1.00 am morning and I was a surprise to see them still hanging around Komtar to collect empty aluminium cans. These aunties are old enough to be my grandmother. 

One of them actually beg food from me. She requested two package of rice because her room mate who is older than her cannot walk. The room mate is sleeping and she is also one of aluminium can collector. Although they are not street sleeper but they spend all their time at streets. 

As they share with me how much they need to pay for a small room rental, it shock me. Only RM 170 ! So cheap. But then, to them is a huge amount. Their income are only merely enough for rental. If there is left over, they will keep it for next month. Only RM85 per person, what's the big deal?! We spend almost RM85 for buffet and these people actually struggle for whole month. At these age, staying in a small room, collecting empty cans and used paper as their only income. It is sad to see this. 

I'm grateful as my God's provision is beyond than my need. My condo have another two empty rooms with nice sea view. While some people found no place to sleep and sleep at street, Nikki and I 'struggle' which house should we overnight. Though all houses are flat and condos, but compare to them, we are so blessed. 

Lord, thank you for giving me such a beautiful parent. They might not very rich, but they are good enough as my parent. Papa and mum spend all their time to educate us and to provide our daily needs. Thanks ! It was wonderful to know these aunties. I pray the same love and provision of You will overflow in their life as well. By the power of Your blood, break the curse and no more condemnation. Grant them good health, joyful life and a new mind which acknowledge You as their only heavenly father. Pray this in Jesus' name. Amen !

Bersih 3.0 - 428

428 is a historical day to Malaysian and also to myself. That very day is my first protest in life. Time is very precious to me. Those days I would rather spend time doing nothing than attending any political rally/protest. To me, only those have too much time will protest. 

I remember a poem with title" Malaysia, tanahair ku" in primary school, it describe the love of Malaysia by a poet. I don't understand what make the poet loves the country so much. I never love Malaysia. Simply because I do not feel belong to Malaysia. I believe most of Malaysian, especial Chinese has a dream of migrating to other country. I myself was the first one to raise hand when someone ask about this. Since I am a Malaysia ' second class ' citizen, why should I not migrate to other country as their second class citizen where they have better infrastructure, greener environment to live, better education and job opportunity than Malaysia?

When we were kids, Nikki and me always "cursing" Tunku Abdul Rahman, the Father of Malaysia. Why this Tunku so busybody, got nothing better to do is it?  Fight for independence?! Why people rejoice for this? What is the need to fight for independence? Is there any difference after independence? Maybe to some of the people it do but we don't see nor feel it. After all, it is not a bad idea to let the British people rules the country. 

After Bersih 3.0, I deeply understand the reason of people protest. It is not because they are too free or got nothing better to do. It is the love that make them stood up. Love of parent to their children. Our decision and act will directly affect our children. The future of a country represent the future of our next generation. No one love to see their children become slave of other nation. Only those who truly love the country will protect his people from all the harms. They will use all their strength and heart to rules the country. Just like how a husband protect his wife and his children. I think the very reason Tunku fight for independence was because our ancestors had seen how British people, the colonizer took advantage of this land.

Though we are now an independent nation but our government use all their way to rob his people. They make no different with colonizer. Corruption, unfair, dirty, undemocratic election, injustice and  people lose their ownership in this land. It happen openly! To me, Bersih rally is just another form of fighting independence. I salute those who actually sacrifice their life for this 'independence'.

I cried when I saw 15 polices beating a reporter, more than three polices beating up a surrendered protester and many more. It is a shame to tell my children that this is the country we belong to. Government use our tax to feed a group of barbarians.

Jesus loves me

Jesus loves me this I know

From the Bible tell me so

Little one to Him belong

They are weak but He is strong

Yes Jesus loves me

Yes Jesus loves me

Yes Jesus loves me

The Bible tell me so

That's my favourite song since I was a child and still my favourite song. Simple but it is so real.

Last Monday having a Penang food trip with a childhood friend, Felicia. We knew each other when we were 11. Well, 17 years old friend! Time flies !

While we were having chapati at little india, she share with me about her family problem. Both parent addicted in gambling, the only sister leave the home and hardly care about their parent. She has been struggle for years. Lately the only beloved grandma also passed away. Even though these happen since she was still a teenager, she never give up. She manage to complete her degree though at that point she facing financial crisis. I really salute her. 

During the dinner, one of our gang member, Jo told me there is a negative tumor in her mum stomach. Her mum might need to go through a high risk operation. Her mum might need to depend on machine after operation. This will cause her mum even more suffer than to die. One year ago, her dad just pass away. And now her mum. The only brother also addicted in gambling. He will only at home when he need money. Jo totally lost at this moment, the only thing she can do now is to buy whatever herba/ medicine which so called can heal cancer. 

At that moment, I'm grateful.

Dear Lord, grant me courage and wisdom to share Your love with them. Telling them You love them as much as You love me. Thank you for loving me and my family. 

Justice for All The story of Lim Guan Eng

That's Penang 4th Chief Minister, Lim Guan Eng, the man of God.  

I never been so proud to tell the world who my chief minister is and he is the first one. 

He is the only Penang chief minister who is dare to fight for his people. 

Thank God for a righteous, wise and capable CM.

What is 1 Malaysia really mean?

I'm always proud to spend my secondary school in a Kebangsaan Sekolah. In school, there was the only channel I able to make friends with Malay and Indian. They are not as "bad" as I thought when I was in chinese primary school. Some of them even became my good friends, we share, we laugh and we respect each other. 

I remember when my form teacher, who is a Malay pass away in an accident, we cried for days. We visited him when he was in ICU and we took the initiative to attend his funeral. We moan. Even now, some of us still feel the lost. And surprisingly is all my classmate were Chinese (majority) and Indian. No malays students! This is 1 Malaysia really mean. From this it prove that, only if we are willing to use our heart to know each other more, to respect each other, to understand and to accept the differences, races and religion can never be the wall to stop us from love and unity. 

My mum always said :" Not all the yellow skin (chinese) are good and not all the black ( non chinese ) are bad." I totally agree with this statement. And this statement only apply to my school friends where there was  no special treatment to any race. To those who I don't know, especially Malay, I always have negative perspective towards them. And the strange thing is I never have bad perspective toward other race, like Indian, Punjabis and etc. 

Later on I found out the main reason I don't like malay is because they are bumiputera. Due to bumiputera status, they have priority in many areas in Malaysia. One of it is Non-bumiputera has to study very very hard in order to get a place in public university. Government prepare a one year pre-university course (matrikulasi) for bumiputera, the syllabus is very slightly higher than SPM/O Level. Whereas non-bumiputera has to continue form six (A level). Pre-university is a passport to public university. Hence those who are from pre-university, they have the priority to get a place in public university first. After that then only for form six students. The worst thing is 90% quota of pre-university course seat is reserve for bumiputera. Scholarship also got bumiputera quota and it regardless on how good you score. You can only compete with your own race. You will not able to get scholarship even though you score better than bumiputera. 5-8% rebate on property for bumiputera, government projects only award to bumiputera company and many many more.

All these priorities are set by our "beloved" government ! These priorities are the element that break the unity secretly and indirectly. Non-bumiputera never want a better treatment from government, all we ask is a fair treatment. Just like Singapore government. Never judge base on colour but base on performance ! 

This is 1 Malaysia ? What a contradict slogan?! How can you call us your sibling when you actually treat us as "second class" citizen, a foreigner or a bastard ? 

Maybe this is time to change government ! Even US has black guy president, why can't we have chinese or indian or punjabis or other races as PM? We need a capable and righteous PM, not a slogan maker idiot !