Footprints in the Sand........

Footsteps In The Sand

One night a man had a dream.He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD.Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand:one belonging to him, and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of his life flashed before himhe looked back, at the footprints in the sand.He noticed that many times along the path of his lifethere was only one set of footprints.He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it:"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you,you'd walk with me all the way.But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my lifethere is only one set of footprints.I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:"My son, My precious child, I love you and I would never leave you,During your times of trial and suffering,when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."

Author unknown

Anguish, sadness... Why................

I'm a nobody in your eyes...
I know
Save your smiles and wiles...
I know
I cant force a smile
I cant hold back a tear

Cause study-wise I'm full of fear...

No more cheer, no more leer

For now I'll work to make sure...

Blind to laughter

Frown to sight

I can no longer tell

whats black or white

Anger and pain

Drives me insane
The thing I do

All seem in vain

Why should I study

Why should I mug

No matter what I do

My results suck

Is it a curse?

s it a promise?

Of unending sadness,

no hope of glory...

We live for academics

With hints, tips and tricks

But when all loses action

It still back to correction...

Never to see a hope of glory

Never to see the light of victory...

My life seems all in vain...

My work just goes down the drain...

Knowledge, brain and papers

A generation of pen-haters...

We have to write,

We have got no choice...

Lest we'll be smite..

Lest we'll lose voice...

Anguish, detest, the cry in the heart...

Of scholors of writers

Of criminals and cheats

A society of genuises is what

the world craves

Throwing out the screams of

the underdog slaves

Those who would care

For a better fare...

Lose their love for those

Who actually matter those...

Written by Andrew

Time 0:15:00 /5:45/30.08.2004, Monday

I cried...

I finally cried...

Everybody in my group did so well...

I'm so useless... I'm hopeless...

Maybe I'm destined to be the last at everything I do...

Maybe I'm designed to lose at whatever I do...

My friends are too good for me?

I wonder what they think of me now... haiz...

I let myself down, I let them down...

Disappointment and distraught seems to be my only partners now...

Sometimes God seems so far...

As if He allows fate to play mean tricks on me...

I wish I did not succumb to my weaknesses...

But whats done is done...

The most I can do is cry...

Leave me alone...

All I can do is cry...

Just leave me alone...

The world jus teases me...

I can never accomplish whatever I want...

Parents tell everybody how good their children are...

I'm left out.. alone... Nobody seems to care...

A lonely voice screaming for recognition...

Am I that useless?...

My tears fall, pushing a wheel which throws me in constant turmoil...

No shoulder to lean on...

I'll lean on my own damp shoulder, wet with tears.....

Let go of your pain...

I have in my hands two boxes, Which God gave me to hold.

He said, "Put all your sorrows in the black box, And all your joys in the gold."

I heeded His words, and in the two boxes,

Both my joys and sorrows I stored,

But though the gold became heavier each day,

The black was as light as before.

With curiosity, I opened the black,I wanted to find out why,

And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole,

Which my sorrows had fallen out by.

I showed the hole to God, and mused,"I wonder where my sorrows could be!"

He smiled a gentle smile and said,"My child, they're all here with me."

I asked God, why He gave me the boxes, Why the gold and the black with the hole?"

My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,The black is for you to let go.

Author Unknown

To Sarah...

I tried to look far... beyond what I normally would have seen...
But sometimes... my patience would have a limit...

I nearly cried today... The very first person that actually shouted at me out of anger from my class, the person whom I thought had a hope... stabbed me through my heart...

Sarah... you should have know not to anger me....

But I shall benevolently forgive you this time... others may not be so kind...

Our friendship however will remain stagnant from now onwards, with only a slight push upwards with the hardest effort... You will never ever cause dis-harmony in our group again... Not as long as I have control or the situation...

My voice speaks out for the group, and the fact is an attitude is difficult to change... Your attitude for that matter... You laid your bet with us, and we laid ours with yours... We played fair... Do Not let the backstabbing begain...

My anger lies with your very uncouth attitude in handling situations...
Sure, you have a fast, quick and sharp mind...
However, before you voice out a train of thought, consider the other paths...
Or your train might lead you straight off the cliff...

I'm not joking this time... Jason and I are about to change our perspective of you... Do not let that happen, please... the consequences would be fatal for the entire group...

Time will tell whether things will work out... but for now, we have done our reflections... Go and do yours...
Look at a situation and maximise your EQ...
Before you unwittingly take somebody's head off to chew...

Sad....

Good times dont last long?....
Is that phrase true or is it just me.... i wonder...

My group is finally shambering into pieces...
No matter how much glue I try to put inside... The pieces just wouldnt stick....
We were a magnet before... closely bonded and attracting people...
But now its all changing... When a magnet drops and shatters, it is impossible to fit it together again, because they will all repel each other....

Only God can do something in this group now.....

I recognise the 1st stage of this malignency not too long ago...

Haiz... I really hope that Jason and Sarah will become good friends again...

I feel that Sarah should sometimes wait for people to talk finish everything first before interrupting... Sometimes it disrupts a train of thought of a person... Not exectly a bad point for hyper-brainstorming, but still, it can really make a person who thinks deeply into a situation a bit pissed...

Will our group end just like dat?

I feel Jason growing colder and colder each day... and I see the guys distaning from the gals...
I feel Sarah becoming more and more tempremental each day... and I see the very foundation of our friendships shaking...

We came from different backgrounds
We came from different homes....
The turmoil of life and the conflict of zones...

When will it finish, when will it end?
Lost in a turbulance of unceasing jam?

I want our friendship to last for this 3 years... I set my eyes on this group, never planning to let go... I feel the disappointment, but I know the truth...
That the hope of this group lies between 2 people...
And unless these 2 people reconcile....

We will only be plain - friends

What am I thinking now : Haiz..........

Tears of the Father

Tears of the Father
Written by Andrew Hui Key F

Tears of the Father
I wish I didnt' leave Him there
His love for me
Greater then anywhere

Pre Chorus:
Your child
Comes to You
With repentance in his heart

He's sorry Lord
For the things he had done
So he comes, he come to You

Chorus:
I'll run to you, to Your arms open wide
I'll sing for you, my heart by Your side
Hold me now
Closer then I've, (ever) done before

Written by Andrew Hui
Copyright C St. Matthew's Church

I Found Jesus There......

The surgeon sat beside the boy's bed; the boy's parents sat across from
him. "Tomorrow morning," the surgeon began, "I'll open up your heart..."


"You'll find Jesus there," the boy interrupted.

The surgeon looked up, annoyed. "I'll cut your heart open," he
continued, "to see how much damage has been done..."

"But when you open up my heart, you'll find Jesus in there." The surgeon
looked to the parents, who sat quietly.

"When I see how much damage has been done, I'll sew your heart and chest
back up and I'll plan what to do next."

"But you'll find Jesus in my heart. The Bible says He lives there. The
hymns all say He lives there. You'll find Him in my heart."

The surgeon had had enough. "I'll tell you what I'll find in your heart.
I'll find damaged muscle, low blood supply, and weakened vessels. And
I'll find out if I can make you well."

"You'll find Jesus there too. He lives there."

The surgeon left. After the surgery, the surgeon sat in his office,
recording his notes: "...damaged aorta, damaged pulmonary vein,
widespread muscle degeneration. No hope for transplant, no hope for
cure. Therapy: painkillers and bed rest. Prognosis:" here he paused,
"death within one year."

He stopped the recorder, but there was more to be said. "Why?" he asked
aloud.

"Why did You do this? You've put him here; You've put him in this pain;
and You've cursed him to an early death. Why?"

The Lord answered, "The boy, My lamb, was not meant for your flock for
long, for he is a part of My flock, and will forever be. Here, in My
flock, he will feel no pain, and will be comforted as you cannot
imagine. His parents will one day join him here, and they will know
peace, and My flock will continue to grow."

The surgeon's tears were hot, but his anger was hotter. "You created
that boy, and You created that heart. He'll be dead in months.

Why?"

The Lord answered, "The boy, my lamb, shall return to my flock, for he
has done his duty: I did not put My lamb with your flock to lose him,
but to retrieve another lost lamb."

The surgeon wept.

The surgeon sat beside the boy's bed; the boy's parents sat across from
him. The boy awoke and whispered, "Did you cut open my heart?"

"Yes," said the surgeon.

"What did you find?" asked the boy.

"I found Jesus there," said the surgeon.

Anonymous

Our physical bodies will never last... each of us was created for a purpose, what is God's purpose in your life?

= Julian Hee = 

So ManY ThinGs.. So LiTTle TimE... HAHA!! SO FUN!!

Ha! hehe.... So long never write blog liaw... all my blog readers muz be getting really really bored <--------- haha.. (bhP)

Things have been really heating up lately.... in all sorts of ways...

Recently there has been a blast of ICAs... Can die ah... I dunno exectly what to study, I dunno exactly wad type of questions will be asked.. Stress! haha... But the intense competition of it is "killing" me.. haha... Reminds me of the nostalgic 'O' levels times...
The FoM ICA was much easier then I expected, but I dont think the marker will easily give marks easily.... Then there was the dumb dumb CD ICA before that... SP 'Co' Values... So dumb... I mean.. moral education should be also known as "free period" right? haha....

Projects have been a headache too... Not only for the thinking part, but also for the group unity.... My heart is reeling in pain at all the things I'm hearing... Why is the group so dis-united? Sometimes I question myself... I love my group alot... The last thing I ever want is it to split up... I couldnt belive myself when I heard that people wanted to change group... It was a really painful moment.... I was virtually stunned physically...
People may think that our group is united, it is actually, because our group is always bright and cheery... But everytime Sarah starts shouting and getting worked up... I feel kinda sad sometimes...
If this thing happened in my choir ExCo last time, I might have disbanded the whole commitee... I almost cried...
Haiz....

Timothy, Jason, Sarah, Sonia... If you all are ever reading this blog, I hope that you all will learn to give and love each other... as much as I love this group at least or even more if possible...... I dunno if I am qualified to say this... but I know that I treat you all like a family to me.. in fact... somewhat closer.... The happy times we share within this short time is more then alot I ever knew....
Sigh...

Back to life... I dyed my hair to day... yes.. I DYED MY HAIR TODAY... haha.. how shock are all of you..... the nerdy, dumb, low-self-confidence guy has dyed his hair finally....
Timothy and me dyed our hair together... Sharina gave a big helping hand in the whole process.. She is a real fashion artist in the making.... lov her.. haha.. Timmy's hair came out real good too... I'm not too sure about mine though.. Maybe the grass is greeeeener on the other side... =P
Haha... my parents have not reacted to if yet, but I hope that they wont explode once they noticed...

DMC 1A/02 RoCkXx!!
God Bless all of ya......... hope we can be frenz 4va... and I MEAN 4ever...

What am I thinking now: Hmmm... when will they notice... uh-oh.. i think my bro noticed..

ImpRessionable ThouGhts...

Weee.. long time since I wrote my blog.... ICAs here to stay for some time.... and its going to take lotsa time for me to studi...

FOM, CC, OC, ITB.... so many.. not for getting I.See(C). PIG! haha... Juz kidding...

Stress... Hoping to live up to standard again... I'm always a bit cranky during the tests and examination periods... I'm always trying to make people study with people and stressing people up...

Recently I think I pissed Sara off a bit... she is kinda fierce towards me nowadays... rolling her eyes and all.. Its frightening me... I'm scared that she thinks badly about me... after all... I have been acting a bit wierd lately...
Maybe I'm thinking too much... but dunno why... somehow I feel it...

Timothy and Jason have gotten real close to me recently... We do almost everything together... (hey.. whoes thinking sick stuff.. huh?) haha.... But the ICAs really made us do alot of things together... going home together.. studing together... de-stressing together.... LOL... haha....

I think my group is really close to Jia Wei's group too..... Haha... oh yeah.. there is Reverand Ryan, Mother May, Sister (Sara, Sharina, Sabarina, Sonia), Junior Jason, Archmage Andrew... a hell lot... haha...

I love my class... =)

What am I thinking now : Nostalgic... In deep impressionable thought... " I really think that this is a beginning of a beautiful epic... that will always be engraved in my mind, never to disappear forever.. "