Scribe's Journal

I've just attended a dinner earlier this evening which commemorated NECF's ( National Evangelical Christian Fellowship ) 25th anniversary. Haiyen, Annette & I were present there all thanks to jinli & the cheah family.. They rock.. Anyway it was a good time for dinner coz all our appetites were worked up but as how these dinner functions would be there were speeches. Oh yeah, & a short but surprisingly good worship too...

p/s: if william would ever read this; they nailed "How Great is Our God" with "How Great Thou Art" majestically with a double build up in How Great Thou Art!

Ok, back to the topic. Why did I choose to write about this dinner? It's not because I just wanna post another clog entry to keep readers interested neither because it just happened to me & as if you wanna know bout that haha... but rather I wanna let you know how God spoke to me through a paralyzed lady. We were so hungry we devoured the dishes quite quickly but half way through the meal we were interrupted for a message from Joni Eareckson Tada & honestly I was not keen of listening to a sermon in the middle of dinner. But this lady who was paralyzed & riden on a wheelchair for 40 years spoke prophetically words that awakened my heart. She spoke of how God opposes the proud, those who live life daily on their own thinking they have christianity & God all figured out. & God raises up the humble, the ones who understand their mortality & relies on God daily. This got me thinking which of these 2 am I? She continued giving her life testimonies of how God allowed her disability to draw her near to God & looking forward to the ultimate goal of our life which is to live with Jesus forever. I was convicted that she was the prophet as of old that evening who has come to "warn" us if I may use that word. It got thinking that treasures of the world is momentary so why strive for what will not last?

I'm losing words right now but all I have to say is that God is speaking to His children to wake up from their slumber because the days are evil & the hour draws nigh. I've been spoken to, where, when &/or through whom will He speak to you? Please take heed. He weeps...



Journalled at 2am with guitar on my lap.