Easter Sunday

So then, Easter Sunday..in Sydney, gonin for e hillsongs concert later in e evening..i did go to e actual Good Fri service in the Hillsongs city church campus (yes dats wat they call it)..

how was it? well..they're not as plastic n insincere as certain large churches in singapore which a certain fren goes to just because its big n gives the appearance of success (e curse of e young christian)..warmer, more welcomin, much more frenli n infinitely more sincere..

but i was a bit shocked dat service only had 4 songs; 2 praise n 2 worship...did somethin happen to e legendary Hillsongs reputation for praise n worship..1 truly wonders..

well i guess when any institution (or even church) has to cater to a larger crowd, they become more commercialised n mass-appeal based..dats y i prefer my churches slighly smaller, for a warmer n more cosy fit..n more God appeal as i call it..

well, to b fair, of all e many huge churches i've been too (in singapore at least)..Hillsongs is e most amiable n non-threatening..it has e biggest heart n most spiritual soul of all e mega-churches..n believe mi..bein a christian for many many years does grant mi some discernment n dare-i-say experience in these matters..

its Easter Sunday, n i believe Christ rose dis day for reasons onli e most superficial of which we can begin to comprehend..wat does it feel bein a christian for 19 years n 17 bein Spirit-Filled (1 of e best n happiest experience i ever had)? there've been dis-illusionments with human beings so much..but my faith has been stripped down so many times to its kennel n e foundations reinforced..

i learnt all e great lessons, faith, hope, love, compassion, kindness, brotherly goodness, endurance e hard way from e Master's hand..i never had an easy day..n its shaped mi 2 kinda b e 'gangsta' christian i sometimes am..straight-talkin just like ex-Israeli(n deceased) president Ezer Weizman n dark as Christ in e Garden of Gethsamane..

so then, i've reconciled myself to e fact dat none will truly understand mi like Christ does though i alwaez seek to b understandin..n human love is too often a chimera (ok, Richard n other army mates, it means an illusion) but i seek 'to love, and to love with all my heart' like e medic in Band of Brothers when asked wat kept him treatin e wounded n dyin when it seemed so hopeless n meaningless..

dis Easter, i remember Christ's awesome sacrifice n e power of His resurrection, i distrust e crowd dat one Sun cheered Him n crucified Him e next Fri, n i seek to live in a manner dat He will smile upon n say, "dats My bi*ch" on e way we meet beyond..in spite of all human failings n disappointments..

To Christians, Gd Easter..to all non-christians..sorry for bein so 'religious' n 'christian' on dis one day..onli dis time..once a year i put dis on my blog..apologia..