An old post v2

Another draft in my email. Written when I was interning in TYCO. I'm actually inspired by my past, the spirit and hunger to succeed; where did it go? It's time to wake up!


I had a talk with the product manager of Tyco SEA, It was truly an inspiring and humbling experience indeed.

I had the opportunities to ask on the aspects of success and the relevance of my degree in the market. In the end of the day, its not the matter of the degree, although it does in some ways, but it is a matter of a self driven will to want to learn and improve oneself. The road to success is paved with thorns, but one has to look at what these thorns would do in educating us in being a better prospective person in terms of knowledge and character.

Stop saying and asking things like what can i do? But make an initiative and plan on things that you can actually do. It may sound hard to do but its a sure method of improving oneself.

Another aspect to it would be to plan, regardless of success or failure. To plan is to learn from outcomes, to omit to plan is to plan for un-educative failures. 

Character: Humility and a drive to learn.

Ancora Impora : I'm still learning!

On to the current market, creations are sparse and innovations are slowing down but the new market which is uprising would be the importance of informational technology. Mechatronics. Electronic systems. System and controls. Do you have what it takes to take on the age?

Don't forget also the spiritual aspects of being a highly driven person, God is always there for you! Rely on his strength, submit your plans to Him and with His grace we will always pave the way through. What can your knowledge do in the betterment of humanity or is it glorifying Jesus's name?

An old post

Whilst cleaning my email of the numerous drafts that I have written, I uncovered some writings dated since 2010. I actually have no idea what I was thinking when i wrote it, I still don't understand certain parts of it or the motives of it. haha. Here goes:


The Clock

tick tock tick tock,T
here it goes the hands of the clock,
Irreversible seconds as time flock,
A growing past and a shrinking future,
Merciless is time as it teasingly croaks,
A windy road I used to walk,
Sharp turnings which made my heart scream stop,
Torrents of meaningless suffering as I continued to walk,
The purpose of life I always have sought,
Until I met with the abundance of the grace of God,
Windy roads made straight guided by the Holy Spirit of God,
A purpose that I have sought, returned with eternal hope,
All this from the price paid of the One,
The One whom I call my saviour, my friend, my father and my Lord.

A month, a week, a day,
Oh how fast time fades away,
The day of present becoming a memory of past,
Moments of anguish and of pure bliss,
Moments of entrapment and of enlightenment,
All these, in a cruel cycle, again and again as the sun sets and the moon rises,
Becoming a distant relic carved in the invisible depths of the heart,
A brief candle twas compared to,
An unexpected wind and the final flight departs,
Eternal light or dark,Only God can judge.


GPS- God Presence Seeker

Selah

It's the second day of chinese new year, and I'm already feeling mentally and physically drained.

Such a wet towel right? haha. I totally felt like a introvert today, fighting the never ceasing urge to be alone in my room but refused to do so as to join in the festivities of the season. 

I don't know what I was lacking today, but I sure found it again in the Lord.

As I raised my hands in worship alone, His presence overflowed, and I felt alright again.

It's unexplainable, it's almost magical but it ain't no trick.

I don't want to sound like a religious nut but I guess I am if you can't see the view of everything from here. (not in a physical sense)

It's amazing. Purely amazing. 

Funny (Or maybe I'm funny for thinking I can see Him) that I can never get to see how He looks like when I think of Him; There's so many images of Jesus's face all over the media. 

But if there's one thing I can see, it's His smile when I seek Him in my secret place.

I can't explain it but maybe this verse can.

Psalms 91:1-2

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High

    will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,

    my God, in whom I trust.”

That's a wrap

I don't remember what it was like 
To look in your eyes, and feel the love 
Feel no surprise, for it was enough

- What have I done by Joshua Hyslop

Listening to songs whilst sipping a cup of coffee, feeling the urge to write something yet no inspiration comes forth, reminiscing but finally am ready to move on. 

Opening my heart to future possibilities, opening my thoughts to endless fruitful ideas.

Leaving the baggage of the past, accepting them as things that were never meant to be.

To seek self improvement, not for anyone's sake, but for His glory alone. 

“Forget the former things;   
 do not dwell on the past.
 See, I am doing a new thing!    
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland. "                   

 -Isaiah 43:18-19

Stopped and looked at myself baffled,

that I found myself in an endless spiral of denial. 

Till the next morning

Black monologue

Staring at the ceiling, waiting as the clock ticks.

Drained from the day, cancelled my appointments.

Weeks of preparation, balls of paper fill the bin,

Just for a hope of a short glimpse which didn't happen.

I might be over thinking matters, I might not.

Frequency doesn't mean anything, does it?

Would it make things easier if I didn't go for the many things?

I guess it doesn't matter, I just happened to be there.

I suppose the friendship's the same, I just happened to know the same people.

It's been this way since the first day,

What else am I suppose to say other than it's okay?

Despite the mask of a smile and thoughtless jokes, it hurts a lot inside. 

To love is to be vulnerable? But being vulnerable doesn't mean a person should take that for granted.

I'm tired of things they way they are already, they never do change.

My heart is in pieces, and fragments of it will remain here,

But I suppose I'll have to leave those fragments behind, to seek a new beginning. 

It's hard to say goodbye, but it's something I might have to do. 

Money matters

A few days ago, as I was pondering on the thoughts on whether I had paid my tithes already (cause I honestly don't remember if I did or didn't), I thought about sweets. Those mini cavity inducing sugar bombs with artificial colouring.

I likened that giving tithes can be related to a little boy with ten pieces of the same candy (which happens to  be his favourite). The bible tells us that we ought to give one tenth of our earnings to God. Thus in relation to the boy with the candy, he is 'suppose' to give one candy out of his ten to his daddy. It's his favourite candy, he'd obviously want to keep it all for himself. As the inner battle of whether he'd give the candy, he thought, my daddy bought me these ten pieces of candy, why does he want one piece from my so measly amount of candy? He could have bought more if he wanted to eat some. Relenting, the boy gave a piece of candy to his dad.

Many of us are like that little boy who's given candy albeit different amounts of candy from one person to another. Having the same mindset of the boy with the candy, we seem to think that money is the entirety of all that we should treasure. In these terms, parting with our money is seen as a big sacrifice to a lot of us (me included). Blinded by our idol-ism of this resource, we forget about the person who gave it to us in the first place. Not our boss, not our parents but it is none other than (ultimately) our Lord. Why does he want one tenth of what we earn? He definitely doesn't need it up there. After much guilt of not doing the right thing, we relent, we give that one tenth.

There's something amiss here. We're not getting the point of giving to God that measly (to Him) one tenth of our earnings. I repeat the question: Why would God want our one tenth when he could easily spawn enough money to fill the oceans to the brim in less than a breath?

It all boils down to one thing, love. As how a dad would teach his son on being a generous and loving person from the giving of that piece of candy, God is teaching us to love our neighbours as ourselves. As a believer of Christ, there is no greater sacrifice than that of which was done on the cross of Calvary by our resurrected Lord, Jesus Christ. If we cannot give to Him, when He has given us so much, who else can we give? or rather who else would we give if we cannot give to Him.

As how a parent would reward their son (who gave a piece of candy) with even greater things than just mere candies, the Lord is looking at how He can bless us and provide to us an abundance of everything that not even the world can hold it in. All this, through our obedience to Him.

That is, my friend, the love of a Father.

From miles and miles away I came to see what He seeks,
Often parched from the journey and feeling weak,
Always does He lead me to a creek,
Where the living waters flow clearly without a bleak,
Here I am bound by His mystique,
To know a glimmer of the blessings He promises to the meek,
It is where I realize that it is all about the heart of worship.
That is what the Father truly seeks.