Technical Issues and updates

this is so boring..blogging on my mum's mac doesnt seem to allow change of fonts or colour from paragraph to paragraph..which takes a lot of character out of my posts..the colour thing and font thing is meant to actually allow greater readability since reading a long document in black and white in times new roman is so mundane and uninteresting..and u noe mi...i want to be both interesting and good at wat i do..i wonder if i shd hav a chat with a fren of mine who's a "self-confessed mac geek" about this issue with mac blogging..

you noe, i really would like to get to noe better some of these frens who are like between 24, which is my age, and 29..cos i think there is just so much in christian ministry that needs to be done for pple in our age bracket..and being the collectivizer that i am, i've always sought to meet with christians and pple at watever time in my life i'm at and grow as christians or share the gospel together..as good ol Proverbs would have it, "2 are better than 1" and Jesus does say that a church is "2 or 3 gathering together in His name"..so, we need churching at different periods of life with pple from similar periods..

and dats y i think that i would like to meet with some of the Foci members from Singapore back home for fellowship and ministry of the Word together..Collectivised Christian Action i call it...hmmmm...just as a side thought, when Jesus comes again, will the basic unit of government and administration at the local level be the church? so in socialism, the basic unit is the commune or soviet..wat about Christianity? The All Christian Communion of Churches...thats a thought..

Recently, i had a nap between doing work for an assignment which was really tough..and i had one of those half-awake, half asleep dreams dat are just so vivid cos u dunno if u're awake or asleep..and in it, i was reliving the last day of junior collecge at Serangoon JC..and talking to PW and Sabrina...u guys remember them don't ya..and i told them the things i'd always wanted to say to them..the youthful angst came rite back and hit mi in the face all over again..that great Anger that still drives my engine to this day over the great injustices that guys who are kind and generous and nice endure from pple who just look down on them and despise them deep down..when u receive the message from certain frens that you're just not good enough for them or not cool enough to be in their little clique thru their body language and their attitude..and i was an angry young man all over again..ready to throw my lot in with whoever allowed me to best strike back at these pple and show them how they're so wrong..and that anger of course, saw me thru NS and caused me to push higher and harder and faster..and to make the decision to come to Australia..so yeah..maybe dats wat my dream was about..a re-examination of my motives and whether its all ultimately worth it..and whether as a Christian, i should think and feel this Anger..and if so, how might it be directed so as not to sin? against sin and ungodliness and hypocrisy? against injustice and the oppression of the fatherless and widows as Malachi says?

Maybe its the ungodly attitudes that i saw in these frens that i hated so much and was the cause for my anger..maybe i should be angry at sin and ungodliness in Christians and in the world rather than my frens..maybe i shuld see sin and ungodliness as The Embodiment and Manifestation of those things i endured as a youth which drove me to anger..and thrust against them harder and more fiercely than against my frens..thats a thought..