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| No greater love than this... That a man would lay down his life for his friends 
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| There are times when the Spirit moves, and a shout of proclamation of His goodness wells over my being, so full that I can’t help but utter, Thank You Lord, Thank You Lord, for your unfailing, overwhelming, indescribable love. Life has been much of a routine post-Dragon 100, but what I used to perceive as boring from a pre-MAS point of view has now become comfortable, peaceful, and enjoyable. Have realized in the past two weeks that I may have adjusted to working life in MAS smoothly, so much so that it feels like I’ve been here for ages, yet OTOH there have been other more subdued transitions that I am still semi-consciously grappling with, which in part explains why I haven’t really felt like myself since I got back from the US in June. That life, that other life seems so far away now, and that self, too has become almost but a fond memory. As I was mentioning to an ex-supervisor last week over lunch, it’s hard to miss my life back in the US because I see almost no continuity between that world and mine today. Yet one thing remains constant and absolutely wonderful, and that is my Anchor, who is with me wherever I am, and whose grace is over me in all situations and every circumstance. Being back in New Cre has been wonderful – Although I’ve been active in both church and Christian fellowship for the last four years for the most part, nothing beats being able to be just like Mary, sitting at Christ’s feet and just absorbing, taking from Him, and enjoying His presence. Sundays are always a highlight because I am so well fed, and yet always hungering for more… I thank God for bringing New Cre into my life, for a pastor who relentlessly presses on to preach about the finished work of the Cross, and the very Person of Jesus. These are certainly peaceful times, and I am especially thankful that of late, the weekdays have melded into one another, so much so that Monday flies past, followed by the middle of the week, and all too soon, Friday comes again. There is an inner peace resting in my heart, despite whatever small challenges come my way each day and for that, I am very grateful. Just being able to dwell in His presence, to sense His shalom, is an awesome, awesome privilege and an inheritance I pray that each of you will experience yourself one day, and soon. God has been bringing people – both old and new – into my life these past few weeks, at work and outside of. I am continually amazed at how He always provides exactly what I need, and in His perfect timing too. Thank you, friends, for caring, for phone calls and msgs and emails. I haven’t been exactly proactive since I got back, having felt a sense of detachment and disorientation with much of the goings-on in Sg, and have found it most comfortable to retreat to a safe haven of family, church, and books. But God is awakening in me a sense that things are changing, and the acknowledgement of a transition that I didn’t know was happening but do now. And it is in that recognition that I am approaching yet another new chapter in life, and that this phase is giving way to another. Praise Jesus! I can’t wait to see what He has in store for me next. Psalm 86:12 "I will praise thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart: and I will glorify thy name for evermore." | | |
| Am leaving for HK/China tomorrow, and haven’t quite yet
psyched myself up for two weeks of immersion in a foreign place, particularly
one that’s teeming with Mandarin and Cantonese vibes. Not that I mind that
really – I am actually looking forward to immersing myself in a Chinese
speaking environment for a bit, and forcing those rust-crusted linguistic
wheels to turn.
My apparent lack of excitement is slightly puzzling, but not
quite. Prior to starting work, I thought it’d be a good break, and I still do.
But time is short and there’s much to learn, too much, perhaps, to let go of
two weeks and spend it in foreign places at this juncture. No doubt I’ll have
an amazing time in HK/China, and I’ll come back raving about both places, and
making mental notes to visit other parts of HK/China, but right now, my place
is here, and I have this nagging desire to stay here and do my work, write more
papers, read more. Yes, I know that work will never end.. But I am too new, and
too mentally occupied, that taking leave now seems so… odd.
I’ve already grown accustomed to my cubicle, grown familiar
with my computer, and am actually enjoying the portfolio I’ve been given. It
excites me, occupies me, challenges me.. and as a bonus, even captures my
imagination. I am reminded of the first time I stepped into Sociology of
Religion in Fall 2007, got to talking with Tim Nelson, read his book, and
promptly found something that captivated me enough to want to dabble in it for
the rest of my life. Here, the work, the reading – everything is of a different
nature, yet its newness and its ever-changing patterns and the utter
impossibility of accurate financial forecasting in the SR simply captures me
because I can never get a complete grasp of it. I am beginning to, and in a few
years perhaps I’ll be able to have a better handle on it, a better sense of the
market in its volatile character and its petulant nature, but the fact that
forecasting can never be a science, but a combination of mathematical analysis
and gut feel, and really knowing the market – that irresistible combination
draws me in and doesn’t let go.
My memories of past chapters fade really quickly. And even
as I enter into this new one, I have already become entrenched in it, after
less than a month. It feels like I’ve been here forever, even though on the
other end, I am constantly learning new things each day and grappling with
concepts and methodologies that are completely foreign. RSEA life is rapidly
becoming a blurry shadow, where colors and images and thoughts and emotions
have merged together to become a hazy mist – one which I can’t quite isolate or
pull up whenever I like. Ditto UChicago, ditto Paris, and everything else that came before.
Being at home, in the constant company of family and friends is of course a
strong catalyst for merging the past into the present, and the present has
become an all-consuming reality, just like it has been for each of the chpts
over the course of the last 4 years.
What is the point of this post really? I guess it’s my
circumspect way of saying that the travel lust, once so strong, has disappeared
for a bit. And all I want to do, everyday, is to go to work, do my part, learn
more, contribute more, go home and have warm heartening family dinners, and
then spend the rest of the evening doing nothing. And of course, church and God
are a constant in my life as well.
And I guess I want to say… Wow, I’m actually not just happy
with this life, but satisfied. I never thought I’d be. But life right now, even
with work, has become interesting and captivating in its own right. And I can
only say thank you Father, for making it play out this way, and for placing me
where You, in yr infinite wisdom, knew I’d fit in, feel at peace, and yet
challenged at the same time even though I didn’t.
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| Try as I might, this blog looks like it's destined to fade into eventual neglect and oblivion. I wonder when I'll next have the time and energy to update this, but since I'm here, I'll take a sec to state some of the obvious.
Too much has happened since May 2007 all the way till the day before yesterday, 5/8/07; when there are so many things going on, it's hard to sit down at the end of the day and still have the desire to process and sort out my thoughts. I had hoped that the month of July would have been a good opportunity to catch my breath, re-adjust my life back here, and re-acquaint myself with everything that's been going on in the past half year or so since the Jan finals and the subsequent craziness of academia + too much fun + too many social activities + thesis + many trips left me perpetually running after my own tail, and never quite catching up with it all. July, however, passed all too quickly, and 30 days vanished before my eyes. I spent most of it, in retrospect, hiding from the world, content to immerse myself in the books that I didn't have the luxury of reading for the past four years, to play mindless yet addictive comp games, and basically to find solace in the temporal quietness that I so desperately needed and yet didn't consciously realize.
My priorities, as well as plans for the summer changed quite a bit once I got back, and once the work-clock started ticking down. A summer to rest, in the end, doesn't resemble the 3/1/2 mth break that uchicago always offered (which I still sorely miss) - but instead flitters away in the span of a few weeks. And things that I had wanted to do, and had planned on doing now seemed a little frivolous, or perhaps meaningful, but not to such an extent that it warranted the time and energy that was necessary. And so I spent my days resting, and was not quite ready for anything more than books and the occasional outing.
Today marks my 2nd day of work at MAS. It has been infinitely more exciting, and much busier than I had expected, given that I had interned in the same dept just one year ago. But oh, how different things are now, and how absorbing I find my work to be. I have had hardly a spare moment, a breather, and yet this is the best way that things could have panned out. Lots of work, interesting work, and me struggling to grasp a completely different field - challenging enough to tip me into the pre-exam night, euphoric, super-concentration mental-adrenaline-rushing through the brain state, yet not quite enough to propel me off the edge into terror and dread. I have never learnt so much so quick in 48 hours in my life. Yet.
It feels good to be back in MAS, to be given work that has a bearing on lives and simply to serve and fulfil my commitment which I had pledged 4 years ago. Call me foolish, call this a societal obligation - but I know this here and now, where I am and where I am placed, is where God has called me to be at this point in time. And as the hours continue to fly past, just as they have had for the past 48 hours, I am eager to see His strength and glory work through my weakness and one of my greatest fears - finance. The battle belongs to Him and Him alone, and I rest on His daily provisions of manna for all that I need to carry me through each day.
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