Righteous & Merciful

Not until recently I found out that these two characters do not go well together.

Suppose a righteous man sees injustice happened, it would be easy for him to judge according to righteousness.

Suppose a merciful man sees injustice happened, it would be normal for him to find courage to forgive.

Can a man be righteous and merciful at the same time? If he forgives, he is not righteous. If he judges, he is not merciful. How exactly is the character of a man, who is righteous and merciful?

God, how tough is that to be in your position!

May your name be feared, by evil doers with evil schemes.

May your name brings comfort, for those who earnestly repent.

Dreams

I have almost forgotten I was once a part-time primary school teacher many many years ago, until I found these photos when I am cleaning up my room this morning.

Just like any other people, my parent has great hope in their children.

They want my elder sister to be an accountant. There they have it. My sister is an ACCA certified accountant.

They want my elder brother to be in medical field. There they have it. He is a micro-biologist pursing his PhD title in UTM.

Believe it or not, my parent actually want me to be a teacher.

Yeah, exactly. I wonder where they get this weird idea from. Maybe it's part of their bigger plan to keep me obedient and in good manners as their children. I am always the most rebellious out of my siblings. But being a teacher is never my dream. It's just too old-school for me. I will die. For sure.

There were several big fights happened after I have graduated from my secondary schooling. They always against my ambition from being a software engineer. They want their children to be well-educated, and somehow imagining me sitting in front of computer does not quite cut it. For them a well-educated person should carry piles of books with thick glasses and preferably a Chow Yun Fatt haircut. Ah, my parents.

I have worked my way through and finally I am awarded a full scholarship by a local Chinese newspaper. I worked part-time to depend lesser on my family. I make friends with anyone who come across my life. I know, to fulfill my own dreams, I have no choice but to be independent, financially and socially. And for sure, that doesn't reflect well on me as a teenager at that time.

After all this while I think they understand what I am trying to achieve. They used to complain practically to everyone about my rebelliousness, how I did not follow their orders. However this few years they have started to tune it down and regarding me as someone they can depend to.

Everyone can only live their life once. If you have a dream to fulfill, let no one confine you from what you want to achieve.

In fact, the only thing that will stop you from fulfilling your dreams, is no other people but you.

Go, and make your dreams a reality.

MYF Meeting - Trinity Annual Conference (TRAC)

"We MYFers have suffered enough ignorance."

"What is this? They only give us one vote in the conference?!"

"We shall rise and make all the pastors listen to us!"

"First we will make our way above District Conference. Buy some candies lads. We will bribe them with those."

How It All Started

It all started when I saw a booklet.

I asked my friend: "What's that?"

He responded, "It's the Alpha Course Handbook. You want to join us?"

Well like most of us, I think that God is a subjective issue where we can choose to either believe or not to believe. Because at the end of the day, nobody can ever prove it.

You can tell me a million times: "There is God. There is God!"

But ultimately: Can you prove it to me?

That is, of course not the question I would ask when I am surrounded with 20+ Christians.

I said to myself: These people have a major problem.

They better better get real.

Look beyond these walls, there is no justice in this world, there is no love and forgiveness.

If you claim that there IS a God, where is Him?

Why did he even allow evil to exist?

However, I have completed the course,

get the basic understanding of Christianity,

followed the routine Sunday worship service,

hang around the church with friends which I made along the way.

And after a year I left the church,

Still believing God is a subjective issue.

I carried on with my life.

Worked like a horse to earn a living,

Raise my voice to my parents when my freedom is restrained,

Ended a 3 months old relationship on Valentine Day.

I accept whatever it comes to my life.

I do whatever it deem fit in my life.

I am going to die one day,

That is all I can do with my life.

A life for myself.

A lifeless life.

In contrast,

I can't stop to wonder why there's a man called Jesus Christ,

who claimed himself as the savior of mankind,

A man who trusted God so much,

for even until his own death on the cross,

he has never deny that he know the true living God.

But Instead he cried out:

"Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing." (Luke 23:34)

Why?

Soon after for a long long while,

when I come to my senses,

I realized that,

To have passion to live a life,

You have to know how passionate Christ has lived his.

Because that he had touched my life,

I will seek for the truth that He proclaimed,

the abundant life that He has promised.

This is going to be a lifelong journey.