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Saturday, September 20, 2008
The sky was a patch of pure crisp whit
e against a bright, piercing blue. Hypnotic, the timeless arrival of the waves, rising from the blue-green sea and disappearing against the shimmering white expanse of the shoreline in a stream of foam and a gradual, fading, 'whoosh'.
Away from the crowd where few bother to look anymore at a miracle that happens everyday.
Listen. Watch. Breathe.
2 people sat in awe at the unfolding miracle. Twilight entered shyly, marked by the slight red tinge along the edges of pure white. The blue lost its' piercing b
rightness, darkening into a faint lavender. The blush spread,the edges lost its crispness. The colours swirled. Red darkened to orange. Lavender, to a deep rich purple. Still the swirling continued. The colours were shimmering now, but they stayed only for a moment. For the swirling was incessant, and by the time the camera has been set, it would have changed. So, put away the camera.
Listen. Watch. Breathe.
Enjoy the change.
As the swirling continues, purple is shadowed into indigo and one last swirl sweeps the whole sky into a blanket of black.
But the darkness does not last long, as the swirling made its presence known even in the absorbing black vacuum. Bit by bit, light dotted the black sky, its twinkling diffusing through the night.
As I sat there breathing in the deliciously cool, salty air, I realised the secret of miracles.
Listen, Watch and Breathe. EXPERIENCE it yourself.
For a picture can capture a sunset, but it cannot capture the beauty of a sunset.
And a paragraph can describe an experience, but it cannot describe the miracle of that experience.
e against a bright, piercing blue. Hypnotic, the timeless arrival of the waves, rising from the blue-green sea and disappearing against the shimmering white expanse of the shoreline in a stream of foam and a gradual, fading, 'whoosh'.Away from the crowd where few bother to look anymore at a miracle that happens everyday.
Listen. Watch. Breathe.
2 people sat in awe at the unfolding miracle. Twilight entered shyly, marked by the slight red tinge along the edges of pure white. The blue lost its' piercing b
rightness, darkening into a faint lavender. The blush spread,the edges lost its crispness. The colours swirled. Red darkened to orange. Lavender, to a deep rich purple. Still the swirling continued. The colours were shimmering now, but they stayed only for a moment. For the swirling was incessant, and by the time the camera has been set, it would have changed. So, put away the camera.Listen. Watch. Breathe.
Enjoy the change.
As the swirling continues, purple is shadowed into indigo and one last swirl sweeps the whole sky into a blanket of black.
But the darkness does not last long, as the swirling made its presence known even in the absorbing black vacuum. Bit by bit, light dotted the black sky, its twinkling diffusing through the night.
As I sat there breathing in the deliciously cool, salty air, I realised the secret of miracles.
Listen, Watch and Breathe. EXPERIENCE it yourself.
For a picture can capture a sunset, but it cannot capture the beauty of a sunset.
And a paragraph can describe an experience, but it cannot describe the miracle of that experience.
jayne discovered a miracle @
11:48 AM
Sunday is my favourite day of the week. This has been so since young, and is even more apparent now. Pre-teen Jayne loved the handicrafts during Sunday school, and the promise of a large array of sweets and candies.
As a student, I looked forward to the break Sundays brought me from the mundane life of books and papers. Church gave me lifelong friends, brothers and sisters with whom I could share my deepest thoughts. Fun and laughter were the norm, sadness and heartache had no place in this sacred place. Or so I thought, at that time. Now, my Sundays were packed one after the other, with church activities.
Yesterday was Sunday. I had good fun as an assistant Sunday school group leader, bringing my group through a game of bible study. (Oh the irony. I just realised). Next was service. It was our band's turn to play during worship. Haha, I always enjoy playing the piano and listening to the congregation sing. It's smile-inducing=) Lunch followed, then tuanqi(fellowship). It was big group activity, where we had a time of 'speed-sharing'. Much like speed-dating, we went round 'exchanging partners', and answering some not-so-random questions to each other. Interesting way to realise that there's so much I don't know about the people I've been with my whole life. Just before the intensity of the whole self-realisation thing overwhelmed us (haha!), Ze Li ended the session with us playing a good game of sitting captain's ball.
The best part of the day came after tuanqi, when everyone just disappeared from the room (within 15mins!). Perhaps it was late(5.30 pm after all, and it HAD been a long day) and everyone was tired. Or maybe it has come to a point where people are just so used to scheduled time and planned activities, they don't know anymore how to enjoy the company of others without someone in charge of the time. Mingling without an agenda becomes a waste of time, unnatural.
And so, I was left in the room with Yu Jing, who had an hour to kill. And in that hour, I suddenly felt like a kid again. We talked about absolutely nothing. Well, not exactly nothing. The conversation ranged from setting up a business, to the oxymoron known as technology, sermons, and ended with the conclusion that 'isit' is part of the English language. And we used mahjong paper left from morning's bible study to attempt folding a star. Which failed, and ended up being a gun instead. We were becoming high, posing around the room with the 'gun', and snapping pictures of ourselves from under a row of stacks of chairs.
To sum it all up, we had a great time without planning any of it.
That's carefree timelessness for you-time well spent indeed!(And that would be right=))
jayne discovered a miracle @
8:43 PM
I helped my dad out at the Stephen Tong gospel rally today, doing 'security'. The job scope was simple. Stand for most of the praise and worship, try to look out for suspicious behaviour, which was highly improbable.
It felt a little weird being the only one standing in that section after the speaker told us to sit for the song presentation. You know, the feeling that since you're the odd one out, it might be the wrong thing to do. My good friend was beside me, and insisted I sit down. She pointed to some empty sections where other orange-shirt 'security' people were already seated, and prompted me to follow suit. I readily sat down beside her, grateful for an excuse to get out of that awkward position.
I couldn't help thinking about how I should have stood up, because I knew it was what I was supposed to do. Well, it isn't such a big deal right?
...Wrong! How often these little things reflect our behaviour when faced with the big stuff. I always thought I could stand up for the things I believed in. Be different, be strong. All it took was a little persuasion, and I crumbled.
As I sat there in silent contemplation of my weakness, I recalled a bible study passage from a few days ago, "With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible." (Matthew 19)
What was I doing, trying to be strong by myself?! Hilarious stuff. Somtimes, at some point, I feel like I am in charge of my own actions. I can handle it. That's when God shows me through the smallest thing, how weak I really am, without Him.
And so before the rally even started, God taught me a personal lesson.
jayne discovered a miracle @
2:56 PM