So Much To Say

1. Sprain my left wrist

2. Led worship during youth service

3. ATFKER class gathering

4. Shopping

5. Good food

6. Bible lessons

7. YA cell group

8. Edward's birthday party

There are so much things to say, yet very little time to type them out in detail. So many spiritual messages and information are inside my head now, and I am taking time to digest them all. It has been a wonderful week for me. The good news is I have not been falling for my personal temptation for 3 weeks already! If you are reading, I hope you can keep me in your prayers quietly.

I want to share a verse that has been running through my head for a long time:

"Do to others what you don't want people to do unto you."

It is the simplest things you do that molds a godly character within you. They may be small and insignificant in the eyes of the world, but in God's eyes, they are significant. A simple thing that I want to discipline is my punctuality, not only in the workplace, but also in church and random gatherings.

Back It up

It was a fresh experience as a backup singer in church, and I didn't felt nervous at all on stage. I am definitely expecting more appearances sooner this year, and hopefully singing together with Alan and Amos. This would mean more discipline on the vocals and training sessions. Cool.

Random:

L4D session was awesome! The teamwork between Alan and I were simply superb and swift! The adrenaline rush was high, and unfortunately the costs of the game too. Looking forward to more of these enthusiasm from the players again.

Needless to say, Chelsea are the reigning champions.

8-0 :D

I am Nicholas Ng. I was lost, but now am found.

I was blind, but now I see.

I was deaf, but now I hear.

I was being served, now I serve.

Most importantly, I have Christ in me. I don't need no heroes anymore.

Gotta Catch Em' All~

Be thankful and prayerful.

Be thankful for the daily blessings God has given to us, be prayerful for our relationship with God.

So I was wandering around Causeway Point in the evening, and called some of my brothers asking if they were heading for church later. Honestly I didn't had the motivation for the prayer at church thing. Eventually, I attended the prayer session and didn't regretted it. It was an act of obedience, moreover it was once a month.

Before leaving home, I was watching Youtube, and I went to search for the reverse version of Pokemon theme's song. It was pure nightmare for my ears. The lyrics "I love Satan I love Satan" kept haunting my mind. As I left home and walked towards Christ Church, those lyrics began to fill my mind and I started shouting and singing worship songs from my Ipod. When I met Uncle Krishnan, the eerie music and lyrics began to fade away slowly.

I will never ever listen or watch Pokemon again. Never ever~

Oh Ya Bae Ya Som!~

"Oh ya bae ya som! I choose Nicholas to be in my team!"

Few years ago when I was still around the age of 14 or 15, I started playing football due to the influences in my class. I am thankful I didn't met a bunch of basketball players, I had a memorable bunch of football friends whom I've been through a lot with them, ups and downs. At the soccer court, two captains would have to choose their team players. I didn't like to be captain, but the feeling was awesome whenever the two captains would always want to win first hand to select the best player. I'm not the best, but still under the top 3 list. To be honest, my team didn't need to have good players. I once remembered Cleon, Louis, Wei Qian, Joash and I were a team during those days at Tekong park. I'm not saying that we aren't good players, because from the way we played, it was pure classic Arsenal play. At that time, the word solo never came across my head.

That quiet moment after the game yesterday at NUS made me thought of the earlier days. I knew some of my team players were pissed off with me, a very strong conviction in my heart. Why? Because I was Hans Solo.

Every time the ball touched my feet, I thought I was Cristiano. Less than a few seconds, the opponents counter attacked and killed the game. I simply forgotten the art of passing, or rather having this thought in my head: "What happens if I pass the ball to this guy, and he loses it?"

I am gonna redeem myself on Saturday.

In the meanwhile, I took leave today at work. I couldn't get up on my bed, due to high heat and sore throat, with an addition of cough. Thankfully, only the sore throat and cough stayed. No wait... oh crap.

Ironman 2? Anyone?

Remember Our Mission.

I will definitely blog about my sharing during last Saturday's disciple-making session. Cannot believe that I actually missed out the linkage between the message shared and worship. No wonder there were so many confused looks, and some sleepy heads. Apologies for the overall sharing, but I assure that it would be the last time, and I will definitely grow and share better. At least, I feel confident after sharing the word of God. It can be quite saddening to hear that an individual can absorb all the preachings and sermons in a church, but without practical application, its meaningless to become a Christian.

Sharing the good news has and still is the ultimate purpose for a Christian. "Seek first the kingdom of God, and all these shall be added on to you." As a "shallow" Christian, I can't help but reflect upon my walk with Christ ever since knowing and accepting Him. Instead of sharing the good news, I've been requesting from God many things to beautify my life, rather than becoming a blessing to others. Instead of practicing selflessness, I become selfish. Until now, I am still stingy over 10 cents or 20 cents. My goodness.

Actions really speak louder than words. I better stop all these things now, I rather act it out than talk about having a transformation in my life.

Today, I met up with some friends from Admiralty Primary. Some I've already known through Christ Church Secondary. But this person, whom I never met up with her for more than 8 years, showed up at Mos Burger. Thankfully the atmosphere wasn't as weird as I thought. It just felt as if I was back to those primary school days. At an age of 20, it's really a blessed thing to catch up with them. I've got a feeling, this small group is going to expand soon. Hopefully, someday... the good news will be shared with them. (:

A true friend never allows him/her to suffer in Hell during the day of judgement.