Reminiscing Truths ⚓

All throughout Biblical and church history, we would always read about mighty men of the faith who were sincerely devoted to God and had shown lifelong pursuit of God’s will and glory. We would read from Psalms David’s Psalm 19:7-11, The law of the LORD is perfect, reviving the soul; the testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple; the precepts of the LORD are right, rejoicing the heart; the commandment of the LORD is pure, enlightening the eyes; the fear of the LORD is clean, enduring forever; the rules of the LORD are true, and righteous altogether. More to be desired are they than gold, even much fine gold; sweeter also than honey and drippings of the honeycomb. Moreover, by them is your servant warned; in keeping them there is great reward. We could sense from these verses how intimate David was not just with God, but with His law—His word. He doesn’t just read them because it’s required or because it’s expected of him as a king. He meditates on God’s law (day and night

To all my unbelieving friends, I’m sorry. For so many things. I’m sorry for not being brave enough. Sorry for not being the kind of friend you need the most. I’m sorry for letting so many opportunities slip by while being well aware that it might well be the last one. I’m sorry if you felt safe and secure and if you’re placing your trust in all the wrong things. And I’m sorry for knowing better and yet not doing better. I apologize for having the treasure of the good news—the only thing you need!—and keeping it all to myself. All because I’m not brave enough. All because I lose the battle that’s first fought in the mind. Sorry for being weak. I’m sorry for knowing that you don’t know Christ—and acting as if that’s okay for now. As if we still have time when, in reality, that’s never guaranteed to us. Sorry for knowing that your image of God is something different from the God of the Bible—and not telling you all about it. I’m sorry for failing to point you clearly to the one truth that

It doesn’t take an expert to notice that in the span of almost 7 months, the world has drastically changed. From your everyday-normal activities, it’s like the world has suddenly shut down or gone into sleep mode. Such a steep turn in history. Of course, all sectors are inevitably affected—including churches. I could still remember March 15—several months ago, but it felt like a lifetime ever since. That week was the first implementation of the ECQ, and while SGC was able to gather as a church then, people from the south like us weren’t able to come due to border restrictions. What we all thought would be a month of non-gathering stretched on to two. Three. Seven months. A lot has changed since the first lockdown. In our church life alone, we haven’t had physical gatherings since March; we left our church building that we’ve had for seven years. And on the individual level, the pandemic has been nothing short of a super magnifier—of the heart, the intentions, the priorities in life. It

      Last night, the mentorship program I've been a part of for the last 7 weeks officially drew to an end. The Good Creatives is a program that trained non-design graduates with branding strategies (and generally graphic design) that aims to bridge the gap between their current skill level and the industry-standard skill set needed for them (us) to thrive in the field. We were taught, so to speak, the science behind the designs.  It was also last night that we had guest designers to give the mentees insights on our final branding presentation. These are designers who had been in the field for 10+ years! It was such a nerve-racking night, but definitely fulfilling and eye-opening to hear them.       One of the questions I asked of the mentors, after the presentations, was how exactly do people get to train their eye for design. Personally, I find this to still be a puzzle for me because even though I can validate a work's aesthetic value, I can't seem to create good design

I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship. Romans 12:1 (ESV)                     I have been pondering upon this thought since early last week when Hapi and I were choosing the hymns for the upcoming Sunday (yesterday). Abba has been preaching a mini-series on Christian Service for some Sundays now. When we were told that the sermon for yesterday would be about the personal application of Christian service, the  Take My Life and Let it Be  hymn immediately came to mind as a fitting hymn of preparation. I'm not sure whether the hymn had a similar scriptural reference, but it turned out to be really such an appropriate hymn to what the sermon discussed. The text was in Romans 12. This topic, of course, has already been preached several times before. It was highlighted in the mini-series on Biblical Christian Service in 2017 as well (haha my closest friends know

Today marks the last day of SGC’s stay at Intersekt. We have used the place for seven full years; years of witnessing God’s great goodness to such undeserving sinners as we are; years of seeing Him at work—up close and mightily. It was while we were in Intersekt that I personally transitioned from being an idealistic incoming college student to a more sober, calmer, and grace-reliant adult. That building has witnessed so many drastic changes—not just in my life, but in the life of the church as a whole. We were in that building when we’ve lost friends and loved ones; we were there when the Lord has so graciously added new friends and loved ones into the fold, too. Seven of the Youngles were able to stay at Intersekt for our last overnight there yesterday to pack things up and designate which box goes where. I was super privileged and blessed to have been able to come (thanks to Euma for picking me up AND taking me back to my place which is an hour drive away). It was an all-nighter kin

        I love the fact that the Bible never runs dry of "wonderful words of life." No matter how many times a Christian finishes through the whole Bible, it's always, always  sweeter the next reading. And somehow, there is always something... new.  New, not in the sense that I've never read this part of the Bible before. But it's more of a fresh perspective on the truth that has been there all along. And that's what makes His word even sweeter every time.        And such is Psalm 116 for me. I have always loved the Psalms, even as a kid, but it's only for these past three years that the psalmists' words resonate so deeply with me. The writer of Psalm 119 wasn't exaggerating when he said (v. 71-72), It is good for me that I was afflicted, that I might learn your statutes. The law of your mouth is better to me than thousands of gold and silver pieces.  Truly, the more that we are disciplined in the School of Grace, the sweeter God's law a

      I will be honest. I went through last week without daily log of reads. I read and watched, yes, but I couldn't remember which ones I've read on what day. My bad. But one of the books that I've read just last week was William Philip's Why We Pray . It's a rather short read--just 103 pages--but it is ever full. of. beneficial. things. I do think that one of the reasons that I couldn't come up with my usual weekly reading list is because I've been too engaged with this one. I was able to read the book because I've subscribed to Scribd's premium membership (yes, the 1-month Freemium was totally effective on me). I shared my takeaways from the book during our department meeting yesterday, and I thought it's truly worth sharing. So instead of my usual, here are some snippets from the book "Why We Pray" for my reading recommendation. :)      When we think about how we pray, there are two things that the heart is tempted to feel: dep