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20060122

God Is My Strength

Went for some CNY shopping today (distant audible females echoing: SHOPPING!) with my mum. Man, I didn't know a pair of Levi's cost so much - 139 bucks! You can get a brand new skateboard with that kind of cash... But yeah, I did get it in the end. The sales assistant over there was like choosing the colours of the jeans for me... "Faded blue? Or this blue? This blue has more fade spots...blah blah blah" and so on. My mum went along with what he encouraged. So I went along too.

Anyway, we walked around Bencoolen's OG. Got some random shirts. Then my mum went to get her stuff and I went straight to churrrrch.

Chinese New Year is really great cause you get to see people pack up all around Chinatown, buying melon seeds, or crowding about to get fake flowers to decorate their homes... and so on. You can feel the vibe in the air, the swarming crowds and fanatic bargain hunters, like as if you gotta be a part of it. You gotta transform yourself into a full-fledged Singaporean Chinese that chirrups the original Singlish slang to be IN the mooood. I dunno, maybe because my family's really Chineseeey and we keep traditions going, so I've inherited loads of cultural genes.

All the teachers know I'm a traditionalist. I've even chided Miss Chew for not having an authentic chinese wedding ceremonial when she intends to marry. Tsk tsk... HOW CAN DON'T HAVE?!

Ok where was I? Yeah. Church. I must really really thank God. Pastor Jennifer did the speech about Thinking Twice Before Speaking. And it felt like as if God wanted me to BE there, to hear her preach about God. The topic she was on was exactly the same one that I was having insecurities about.

When I was worshipping, I heard God say, "Shan Yu, I'm going to take away your burdens and insecurities, and remove all these walls you've built up around yourself, leaving your true, most inner part of you for the world to see,"

And with that *poof* No questions asked, no reluctance needed, I was a changed man. The presence of the Holy spirit is hard to explain, it's like you get drained off your blood, and fall into a state of levitation. And then you can feel like you're floating... and the old you disaparates behind you, and something takes over your body. (No, don't think possession, it's more divine than that) Okay crap. Don't listen to me and my gibberish. Let's just leave it that you can't explain the presence of The Holy Spirit. I bet T.H.S comes in different ways with different peeps anyway. SO DON'T take my word for it!

Then our NEW cell group, comprising of Esther, Cheryl, Liane, Jeng, Yong Jin and I went for DINNER! At Holland V! I got into the talk about cheerleaders...(let's not go there) and I saw Lor LiPut again! Jeng and I noticed a dark alleyway near this POSB Bank around the Holland V area, and at the end of it, illuminated a large blue banner that says "HYPNOTHERAPY". It scares the monkeybones out of me. I've always associated Hypnotherapy with cackling witches or black browed mafias with black polo hats....

*Slaps myself*

Me and my crazy imagination. o_o

SY wrote at 1:04 am