You've heard of sayings like "Two's company; three's a crowd". How about "Three women make a market"?
I experienced the full force of the latter saying on Monday. Did not recover from the persistent headache and appetite loss for the third day so naturally I headed for the doc. Didn't think it's good to continue to pop panadol for the third day, especially so when these discomfort came about after a God-knows-how I fall and hit on my head and subsequent lie flat on the ground then discovered by my hubby... Was really embarrasing... but also quite drama.. ;) Wish I could see it in tape! Thank God the only one who saw this was my husband since it was quite late at night then. Till now, I have no remembrance of my doings right after I stopped at the agreed spot to wait for my hubby to pick me up. I only wondered why my head hurted when I awoke the next morning.
Have thought the doc would recommend a more conservative approach after hearing my story but hmm... he gave some muscles relaxers and pain killers only. And of course, the MC! :D
Anyway, back to the aunties story (sorry that I 'detoured' so much!), at the clinic, I was seated unfortunately right in the middle of these 3 aunties, who actually did not know one another earlier but somehow struck up some good (and long and loud) conversations among themselves. And there I was, having some forces pounding relentlessly within my head... wishing just for some peace... How I wish I could have a remote control to mute them! If not, at least the aunty 2 seats away from me could move to sit nearer the other 2 aunties! That way, their chatter could be more 'contained'.
Of course that didn't happen. They continued to chat like there will not be any tomorrows...
Sometimes, I wonder in the midst of the chatter, do they remember this poor girl caught in between them, desperately needing some rest and quiet? I was not willing to move elsewhere as that would mean I have to stand for the long wait of medicine since there were no other seats and I really needed to sit down.
Hmm... next time I just hope people (perhaps esp. aunties!) will be more considerate :I Am still nursing my head even as I blog!
Friday, September 29, 2006
Sunday, September 24, 2006
TGIF @ Work
This is the long overdue sequel to one of my first blogs titled "Colleague's left, what's next?".
For a short recap, I set up a mini lunchtime Christian fellowship group with 2 colleagues - after 1 year of enduring 'spiritual desert' at work... After that particular colleague quitted, another came along. However, I wondered if I have already served the purpose? Later, I learnt that there was already in existence a fellowship group that meets every Fri. They called their meetings 'TGIF', whereas mine was 'TWWJ' - This Wed With Jesus. I was keen to 'combine forces' but the newcomer was not keen for some reasons. I knew there was some issues but did not wish to pursue.
After some time, this person also left. Didn't quite feel it's ideal to go at that time but we respect others' choices and wish them God's best, amen? Thus, we finally 'invite ourselves' over...
The beginning was a bit bumpy for me due to some person's perception of the church I am attending. No mention of names here but it's the origin of the catchphrase "Greatly blessed, highly favoured, deeply loved". It's a simple but classy way of terming God's heart for His children.
When somewhat challenged by well-meaning pple on the church's doctrines, all I could (and wanna said) was that it's the (spiritual) fruits that will tell. After that, I shared with the other colleague (who came from the same group as me), that if this form of challenge were to continue or grow, I would voluntarily opt out of the group in order not to stumble others. It's not as if I am afraid of being shot each time I were to attend the meetings but more of that I don't wish to be part of the reason for the meeting's purpose of sharing and edifying to degenerate into theological debate that nourishes little or leave a bad aftertaste.
So, guess what was the ending? Recalling back during one of our meetings, I was pleasantly surprised when one of the members said she was looking forward to my sharing. It was my turn to share then and we were watching some videos earlier while eating our lunches. I was ready to pass my slot and go with the flow but that verbalised request just somehow stirred me... God's people are just so hungry to know more of His love, grace and all sufficient spiritual food.
Guess the iron rod can go now... :P God be magnified!
For a short recap, I set up a mini lunchtime Christian fellowship group with 2 colleagues - after 1 year of enduring 'spiritual desert' at work... After that particular colleague quitted, another came along. However, I wondered if I have already served the purpose? Later, I learnt that there was already in existence a fellowship group that meets every Fri. They called their meetings 'TGIF', whereas mine was 'TWWJ' - This Wed With Jesus. I was keen to 'combine forces' but the newcomer was not keen for some reasons. I knew there was some issues but did not wish to pursue.
After some time, this person also left. Didn't quite feel it's ideal to go at that time but we respect others' choices and wish them God's best, amen? Thus, we finally 'invite ourselves' over...
The beginning was a bit bumpy for me due to some person's perception of the church I am attending. No mention of names here but it's the origin of the catchphrase "Greatly blessed, highly favoured, deeply loved". It's a simple but classy way of terming God's heart for His children.
When somewhat challenged by well-meaning pple on the church's doctrines, all I could (and wanna said) was that it's the (spiritual) fruits that will tell. After that, I shared with the other colleague (who came from the same group as me), that if this form of challenge were to continue or grow, I would voluntarily opt out of the group in order not to stumble others. It's not as if I am afraid of being shot each time I were to attend the meetings but more of that I don't wish to be part of the reason for the meeting's purpose of sharing and edifying to degenerate into theological debate that nourishes little or leave a bad aftertaste.
So, guess what was the ending? Recalling back during one of our meetings, I was pleasantly surprised when one of the members said she was looking forward to my sharing. It was my turn to share then and we were watching some videos earlier while eating our lunches. I was ready to pass my slot and go with the flow but that verbalised request just somehow stirred me... God's people are just so hungry to know more of His love, grace and all sufficient spiritual food.
Guess the iron rod can go now... :P God be magnified!
R u a Spiritual Farmer? Harvesting yet?
I'm the type who loves quotations (not poems though). Found it meaningful and easy to remember simple truths this way. I used to archive meaningful liners here and there. One day, perhaps, I will include them here for sharing, but more so, to remind myself! Here's one for the believers!-> "Christians are spiritual farmers - words (God's word and promises) are the seeds and faith (believer's) is the water." - from Believers' Voice of Victory
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Lesson from a kettle...
I once heard of someone learning some precious lessons through his hobby of planting and pruning. Well, this is not exactly new to me cos' I'm someone who takes to analogy learning pretty well too.
Close friends who know me and my other half will know that we have been 'battling' a certain situation for sometime (it's not having babies - just in case that pops up your mind ;). And it's only human nature to wonder when it will come. There are definitely times when we were unbelieveably positive about the future while there are times when both of us were down in the pit of pits; sometimes, one of us might even masked on a brave and nothing-bothers-me front (though somewhat bleeding inside), so as not to affect the other one, lest the other is pulled down as well. People who are in love, you understand what I am getting at?
Having said all that, this is to the concerned friends out there: we do talk abt such issues when we have to; it's not always the quiet building up of volcano waiting to erupt spectacularly (or tragically) someday :]
As for the kettle... I was in one of these moods when I was filling up water in our kettle for boiling one night. As the tap ran, my eyes stared in front blankly. After a while (as if suddenly burst out of my daydreaming), I wondered why there was none of that typical sound of splashing water... know what I mean? I looked down and realised, to my surprise that indeed, the water was filling up the pot.
Only quietly. Unnoticed.
Instantly, I felt as if the Lord softly telling me, that though I may not see it, it is coming. To the like-minded people out there, you may have came across this verse - Faith is the substance of things hoped for and evidence of things unseen - Hebrews 11:1. Another verson states it this way - Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.
Well, that's what I like to share today =) May you find encouragement in the darkness of your days too! Shalom!
Close friends who know me and my other half will know that we have been 'battling' a certain situation for sometime (it's not having babies - just in case that pops up your mind ;). And it's only human nature to wonder when it will come. There are definitely times when we were unbelieveably positive about the future while there are times when both of us were down in the pit of pits; sometimes, one of us might even masked on a brave and nothing-bothers-me front (though somewhat bleeding inside), so as not to affect the other one, lest the other is pulled down as well. People who are in love, you understand what I am getting at?
Having said all that, this is to the concerned friends out there: we do talk abt such issues when we have to; it's not always the quiet building up of volcano waiting to erupt spectacularly (or tragically) someday :]
As for the kettle... I was in one of these moods when I was filling up water in our kettle for boiling one night. As the tap ran, my eyes stared in front blankly. After a while (as if suddenly burst out of my daydreaming), I wondered why there was none of that typical sound of splashing water... know what I mean? I looked down and realised, to my surprise that indeed, the water was filling up the pot.
Only quietly. Unnoticed.
Instantly, I felt as if the Lord softly telling me, that though I may not see it, it is coming. To the like-minded people out there, you may have came across this verse - Faith is the substance of things hoped for and evidence of things unseen - Hebrews 11:1. Another verson states it this way - Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.
Well, that's what I like to share today =) May you find encouragement in the darkness of your days too! Shalom!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
