I Smile Today.

I muster a smile today
At the sight of life
Oh, the cards of fate that deal
With coincidences and time.

Under The Cambodian Sun

I confess.

The reason why I went to Cambodia for the 2nd time was because I found Him there during my first trip. He was ever so strong, ever so mighty in that land.

And again, there He was, working so hard to free the land from its stronghold. There is always this warm, fuzzy feeling everyday when I was there, and even though we didn't do much but to support the local pastor during our time there, I could feel how He was using me to do his work.

When I go back to my daily life, I often forget the joy of life itself, and how lucky I am to be in Singapore, with proper sanitation, hot water for bathing, and so much more. Just having a toilet is a luxury in itself. It takes something like this, and of course, the memories of the village children to jolt me. Looking at a classroom of kids with ages that range from 3 years old to 15 years old learning about "Parts of a Body" can unlock emotions one never knew one had.

People usually go on mission trips and minister to others. I think it has the opposite effect on me.

You Are With Me

He holds my hand everyday. I am blessed beyond measure by His grace and mercy.

I thank you Lord, for this supernatural strength to keep me up even with little sleep.

It's another wave of crazy production, but I know my Lord will carry me through.

Amen.

Once More, With Love.

And there I was, back again in the familiar surroundings of the House of Prayer. There are a lot of reflections, which I will try to journal down in the next few weeks or so.

In the meantime, it's back to reality.

An arduous task lie ahead of me for the next 2 weeks. But with faith, I'm sure I'll be able to get through it.

To quote a song that the team has been singing throughout the ten days in Siem Reap soil, "because He lives, I can face tomorrow."

Good night, all bodies.

Coffee In My Bloodstream

It's late.

I shouldn't be up. If not for what-felt-like-the-longest-meeting-ever and hot coffee, I would be sleeping by now without a heart palpating at 120 beats per minute.

Sigh, it's the coffee. My body is no longer used to caffeine. I used to down my favourite java chip frappuccino without any qualms, but now, I have to think twice about drinking any caffeine-laced product.

My heart now beats like an over-excited teenager who's just spotted her crush, but my mind is as old and tired as a 25 year old yearning for the bed. And it doesn't help if tomorrow is the big un-holiday holiday. Well, a mission trip could hardly be counted as a holiday, but I like the idea of going for the mission more than a holiday. Even though I may DIE OF FATIGUE over there.  Or when I'm back, whichever occurs first. I have a concerned friend who always think of me whenever she reads about people dying of fatigue.

Again, I would like to emphasize that it's late. Not to anyone else, but yours truly. And yet, here I am, typing away, enjoying each stroke as the eyelids grow heavier. Did I mention this is the lightest I have ever packed? No time to be kiasu when you only have 8 kg to bring on board, and that includes this very Mac that I am typing on, not to mention a Canon 550D.

But you know, as the song goes, God Will Make A Way.

For baggage allowance.

And for the coffee to diffuse out of my bloodstream.

Goodnight.

All Set For Cambodia

It's 12.44 on a Sunday evening, and I've finished sending emails back to my boss. I've also typed out an outline for my 30 minutes for a Youth Conference for Cambodia. My topic is "Christ".

There are a few nook and crannies left to be done, a few songs to rehearse, a few skits to go through, and I feel a tad more unprepared than the first time I went in 2010. But this time, this time, the heart is prepared.

I'm flying off on Friday. I can't wait. To give this 10 days to God.

It's going to be awesome.