Samson and Delilah

We watched this video on Samson and Delilah with the kids this afternoon.

Samson was a really strong man and his strength was a gift from God. However, if he shaved his hair, his strength would be gone. To cut a long story short, Samson fell in love with Delilah and told her the secret of his strength. This led to his downfall as she later betrayed him by shaving his hair while he was sleeping.

Anyway, the topic was supposed to be on self-control. Samson, strong as he was, had a really bad temper and a soft spot for beautiful women. Both of which caused him a lot of trouble. But really, I think it was more than just self-control. To me, Samson came across as a guy who was too trusting, especially towards the women he loved. And I am beginning to feel sorry for him, though it is easy to say that he should have known better.

The everlasting

Everlasting
By Dan Muckala and Jess Cates

The sky will fall.
The ground will give.
Through it all,
You will be faithful.

Friends may leave.
They come and go.
This I know,
You will be faithful
You will be faith ful

You will always be the same.
Your love will never change.
You are the everlasting
I will put my trust in You
Forever to be true
You are the everlasting

You're the Alpha and Omega
You're forever, everlasting


We learnt this song during our guitar class, which has already ended by the way.

I wonder what the songwriter was thinking when he wrote this song. Did he go through some incidents to make him realise that only God is everlasting?

Guess time changes how we see things, and people too, for that matter. Or rather, it makes us see certain things all the more clearer.

These are the words of him who is holy and true, who holds the key of David. What he opens no one can shut, and what he shuts no one can open. I know your deeds. See, I have placed before you an open door that no one can shut.

Relevations 3: 7-8

Ceaseless striving??

We went to Malacca over the weekend for a company seminar cum retreat. It was quite alright I supposed. First time in Malacca, but we didn't really get much time to shop around. Well, at least we can save the money. We should always think positive right?

The above is a diagram from one of the speaker's presentation. It was supposed to describe the various reactions to complaints, but I feel that it can apply to other parts of our life as well.

"Take Action" + "No control" = Ceaseless striving.

Guess there's no point trying to control things that are beyond our control. A chasing after the wind.

Seminar aside, I read Kia's blog and in it she mentioned that perhaps true love is a cash cow invented by the media. I supposed it is true that love has been sensationalized and romanticised by the media. How could something that was supposed to be true love 5 years ago turned out otherwise 5 years later, she asked? How can someone who loved you in the past hurt you so much now?

Well, people change. And maybe true love doesn't exist. Or maybe it does. How will we know? But we choose what to believe in. And I want to believe, however hopelessly impossible it might be, that true love does exist.

Went to the children's home on Thursday night with some of my church mates. It wasn't for very long. Around one and a half hour. Playing games, watching a video and talking to some of the kids. Don't really want to share everything here, or I'll start boring everyone. I do not really know much about their backgrounds and why they are there. On the surface, they all seemed like any other child in the streets. Yet we know they came from broken families. Some are rather affectionate, especially the younger ones. Craving for attention and that human touch. And above all, for love and security. Then again, aren't we all looking for that in our lives and our relationships with others as well?

I guess many times we forgot that love can exist in many forms. And the greatest of them is agape. I remembered what one of the professors in Bizad had said to our class. She said that her husband, who is also a professor, had told her that whenever he taught a class, he would try not to 'judge' them by their physical characteristics, but to see them as who they are individually. There are times when I had felt unloved and worthy. Voices in my head telling me that there is nothing good about me. Yet, deep inside, I refused to believe it. You don't love because of what that person had done or has not done, or what he/she can do for you in future. God loves us while we were yet sinners. Because we are all special in His eyes. Would God ceased to be God if we do not love Him? Similarly, would we cease to be who we are if someone we love does not love us back?

Love is about giving, not taking. Not forced or earned, only felt. And love, in its truest form, isn't about possessing. After all, no one really has the right to make demands on love.

Here I am blogging at 1 a.m. in the morning. Don't ask me why.

There are so many things that I wished to blog about. To just write my thoughts and feelings down before I forget about them. Yet, I know that in the end, it would be impossible to record all here.

I just finished reading two books by Paulo Coelho, "Eleven Minutes" and "By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept". Guess I had developed a fondness for his books after reading "The Alchemist". Basically, there's a common theme that runs through these books, which is about chasing after our dreams. In The Alchemist, the shepherd boy was searching for treasure, while in Eleven Minutes, the prostitute, Maria, was looking for love. I also started reading "Tuesdays with Morrie" again.

It is as if I had re-discovered the joy of reading once again. I remembered that during my secondary and JC days, I had loved reading. But somehow, I didn't read that much during my Uni days, except perhaps the textbooks and reading materials.

To me, one of the simple pleasures of life is to have a good book to read, and a nice glass of milk to drink (But then again, I'm lactose intolerance. Haha). Yes, I know I can be easily contented.

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In a blink of an eye, the first quarter of the year had already passed. It seemed like so many things had happened during the past three months. Yet at times, it seemed as if nothing has changed.

Three months into the new system, work has more or less settled down for most of us, except for a few problems that somehow refused to go away. But other than the occasional hiccups, things appeared to be back on track, and once again, I am able to leave the office before 7pm on most days.

At times, I feel that it is so easy to get stuck in the rut when things are going well. The temptation to stay in our comfort zones and not move. After all, what is the point of getting out into the unknown, one might ask?

Oh Lord, what do you want me to do?