Semester Rant

ok this has been a pretty dead space since February when i came over...n God knows its been a long and trying semester where once again my architectural ability is called into question severely.

sometimes i wish that i had more talent and skill in architecture and with draughting.. i hav that burning passion to draw well and design well and on bad days (and God alone knows how many there've been recently) its only the promise i made that i'd someday use these skills for good in God's service designing and building churches and schools that keeps me going and copping watever flak from my lecturers and tutors on the chin..

as i look back dis semester i can't thank God enough for His Grace and mercy...in everything from getting time extensions to assignments to handling certain romantic issues which have proved to be a quagmire that God kept me from blundering into..

Dad was talking to me yesterday night about the direction Charis Full Gospel Church should go in the next couple of years..its been great knowing that John Stott's book , The Living Church has been having such impact amongst the ministers of my home church.. As an independent pentecostal church we truly do have the opportunity to be different and to ReallY preach the Full Gospel according to the Bible..imagine a Bible based church that teaches God's Word fully and fearfully and that equips members with great tools in reading the Bible and doing ministry... Calvinist Reformed and also fully charismatic and tongue speaking. Truly counter-cultural and truly marked by suffering for Christ. The rebellion that started when we pulled out of AG Singapore will be complete. That fundamental questioning of our foundations which began all those years ago will have been answered by God. We will take God and His Word over the shallow theology of a generation of prosperity gospel preaching. Amputation of the diseased limbs has produced a healthier whole.

on another note, it gets damn lonely here man..wish i could spend time with ahemm..Kian and Richard noe who i'm referring to..not a day goes by without mi thinkin about her and praying over her..Y do i as a Christian noe nothing but sufferings and never the joy of having some1 who cares and understands mi? someone once told mi that we all pay a price for that which we desire most..is the price of desiring God a lifetime of pain and loneliness? is the price of becoming an architect (even a Christian one) the cost of sacrificing the best years of my youth and energy? like Shakespeare's Merchant of Venice,"a pound of flesh for your soul"? a price to pay there is, the dark thoughts drone and descend once more..