Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
whom shall i fear
whom shall i fear
i am yours
About me
Elizabeth Thia
1 cor 16:14
LSBC
Happenings
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
-10:07 AM
Have we been so busy, so absorbed into our own lives, that we fail to notice that the flowers have bud and the birds are singing?
Today while strolling home, I noticed that the trees were filled with blossoming yellow flowers and many long hanging beans. Since when did that tree produce long beans??? I should have noticed them when they were just appearing, Im usually very attentive to plants! ha. No, this time, I failed to see how beautiful the scenery has become after the rain, with the flowers budding and fruits springing out. Because I have been too absorbed in my own wants, I couldnt see His beauty. But now Im coming back again Lord. Im coming back to You.
Thank You for Your wonderful creation. The refreshing wind after the rain, the chirping birds fighting for the worms, the colourful flowers and fruits and leaves. They remind me of You. I love You very much.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
-12:17 AM
This little boy is called Zia. He is sooooOO cute! Seeing him makes me smile, especially since this week I ate some unknown virus. Shu, James and I have fallen terribly ill. Feeling all feverish and nauseous. It's the first time after many years that I succumbed to taking medication because the virus is so strong. Thank you everyone for your prayers!! Thank You Lord for sustaining me during my presentation too. Today I feel so much better!
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
-11:09 AM
I once read this saying from weiping's blog which I totally agree with. "Time does not heal one's wounds, love does." How true. Time only helps us to minimise the pain and control our tears. Love helps us to forgive and takes away our fears. His love covers mine and I'm really thankful Lord.
-10:27 AM
My dad and mum are soooOO funny! Every Wed is Chef Birdy's day, meaning that it's my turn to cook dinner for the family. So in this way, Mum is not tired out with household chores. Anyway, after cooking everything, I was left with a plate of uncooked asparagus. Mum and I thought we'll wait for Dad to come home before cooking it (to serve it hot), so we left it on the table with all the cooked dishes. When my father came home, he just made his way to the kitchen and started eating without any of us realising it. And he ate up the whole plate of raw asparagus!!! So goes my conversation with my dad:
Me: Pa, you ate the asparagus???
Dad: Ya lor, wah very crunchy and sweet leh. Very good!
Me: huh...! But the asparagus still not cooked yet leh
Dad: ah?! aiyo how can you all do this to me... aiyo, no wonder now my stomach very painful... the vegetables never wash right? aiyo...
My dad is very paranoid about uncooked vegetables because of the pesticides on it. Haha. It was so funny watching him sit in one corner of the house today rubbing his stomach, and refusing to talk to my mum and I. I don't think he really had a stomachache actually... Just psychological. My mum kept laughing at my dad.
Mum: haha, your father always do this kind of stuff wan. Raw vegetables also cannot taste meh?
Me: Mummy, that time you also went to suck all the prawn shells that I spat out. Remember?
And we both started laughing! Last time my grandmother taught me to chew on the prawn head and "suck" the juice. So one day, I ate the butter prawns that my mum cooked and left all the prawn heads in a bowl, hoping to clear later. Little did I know that my mum would mistaken all the prawn heads as uneaten prawns. So she went to eat it all over again!!!! hahahha. She had that "oh man, what did I just eat?" face when she realised it.
Thursday, October 01, 2009
-8:41 AM
Eric's wish for his ashes to be scattered in the sea
(photo credits to Eu Lee)
My friend Eric passed away peacefully on Wednesday afternoon, 1.23pm, after battling with cancer for a few months. I had planned to visit him this week and sing a song for him in the hospice. He left so suddenly. I thank God that at least I got to see him one last time last week. He still looked so joyful and bubbly then, asking me about my university life and laughing along with me.
Thank you Eric for teaching me to treasure my life and treasure the people around me with my time on Earth. Thank you for the wonderful memories I had with you during my brief stint in the church office. You allowed me to laugh at you and you always had something encouraging to say to me. I will always remember your compassion and love for the little kids and the troubled youths at blk 574. I rejoice because I know you are in the best place, with the best Lord one could ask for. One day I'll meet you again in heaven.
"A self-professed medium, Witaya had convinced his group of friends to join him in a suicide pact. He said they had to die to be resurrected as slayers to kill demons and save the world. The group of about seven had been going to his home every Friday since 2006 for rituals and spiritual activities.
Witaya would go into trances, which he had been performing since he was about 13. He could communicate with the gods of hell and heaven and would give his followers advice about their problems. Later, Witya formed a group called Sheng Long Fu, using his flat as a temple."
I feel so angry. I feel so sad. I feel so heart-wrenched. I feel my Lord's pain. He loves everyone of these boys. They are too precious to Him. I don't blame these boys. They were ignorant about what they were dabbling with. These spiritual things are so real. They are not ghosts and fabricated stories that we sometimes scare each other with during camps. Those ghosts aren't even anything to be afraid of! The real spirits/demons are what the boys encountered and described in the articles. Going into a trance. Deepening of voice. Speaking in fluent Hokkien. Smoking because the "gods" want to satisfy its evil desires. Speaking lies and evil thoughts into you about committing suicide to save the world... Beware. These are not gods. These are demons! They are written about all over in the bible. And we have casted out demons like these in church throughout my entire life. I know how they're like. How can God ever wish to bring harm to a person?? How can a loving God ever be like this??
If demons are real, how much more real God is. Because only God, my Lord, can subdue all these demons under His authority. Reading this case makes me think about my sec4 youths and my Blk 574 kids. How they are so vulnerable to the influences and lies of this world. But I pray and know the Lord watches over everyone of them, especially since we have committed each of them to the Lord. All of them are precious little children of our Lord.
And so the wise sayings of the Lord goes: "For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God..." Ephesians 6: 12-13
Monday, September 07, 2009
-11:08 AM
I am nothing. He is all. I do nothing of my own. He does it. I am God's pencil. A tiny bit of pencil with which He writes what He likes. God writes through us, and however imperfect instruments we may be, He writes beautifully.
~Mother Theresa~
Friday, August 21, 2009
-9:43 AM
As I walked home from NTUC today, it started raining. I prayed to God to stop the rain, because He always holds up the clouds for me whenever I ask Him to. He didn't. But somewhere in my heart, there seemed to be a voice speaking to me. It said "Peace I leave with you, do not be discouraged, I have overcome the world". I asked what has it got to do with the rain. God then reminded me that peace is when you're walking in the rain and yet you are not worried, you are not afraid. And this peace comes from the Lord. The moment I reached home, it starting pouring very heavily. The rain I walked through was nothing compared to the after storm! God still did protect me from a raging weather, but gave me enough rain to teach me a valuable lesson.
We all need God's peace, because our hearts tend to always be in a storm. God's peace calms the storm in our hearts.
At this age, Im seeing alot of relationship failures. And it really pains me when I see a relationship that does not work out. Honestly speaking, Im also afraid when it comes to my turn. Girls, no matter how strong, are really vulnerable in a relationship. It is our greatest weakness. I feel like Ive fallen prey to it so many times...
Yet, this week I had the best time with my best friend, my Lord! He would always be the one teaching me new things, helping me to see things from His perspective, granting me His peace and strength to face the new semester in school. Lord, You satisfy me. Being with You always edifies me. Singlehood is a gift from God, as much as marriage is a gift from God. Lord, I want to spend both seasons of my life wisely, serving You.
