Charismatic Mass Last Night

As I was entering into the room for the Charismatic mass, I was greeted by the countless chairs. I was surprised at the thought of the sea of people attending that course. Usually, it was the small mass. I guessed that the organisers worked so hard to get more people. Anyway, it was nice to have more faces. The more the merrier it is.

At the moment someone came in, I happened to take a look at her face. By then I was about to recognise her. My mind was busy racking into the collection of the past. Suddenly I felt the joy dancing in my heart when I recalled her. She once worked for the hearing service in my primary school. So my legs took me to her despite the nervous feeling I had and I had a chat with her. Fortunately, she could remember me. So we caught up with times. The world is really small. God is really good to me for I am able to meet my old friends although we had been separated for long time.

During the meetings of the various groups, I happened to partner with some girls and boys. I was surprised to know that there were some foreigners among us. No wonder I recognised some foreign faces. During that time, I had learnt something new. My heart was dancing with joy as it was an excellent advice to me.

After the mass ended, Uncle gave me a lift despite my refusal answers as I preferred walking to home. I finally gave in after Aunty insisted to take me home.

Horrible feeling

I have been suffering the plague of pain on my arms since the workout at the gym two days ago. Yesterday, there was a slight pain and I did not bother about it as I thought that I would gradually recover but instead it grew and threatened my arms. I could not even lift the cup of water. And I could not make my arms stand in straight. Instead, it was bowed like the chicken wings.

I hope that the pain would disappear by the time the under 23s Midnight 10s starts. I cannot wait to play as I have not been playing the game for the long time due to my school.

Another familiar faces

As my legs were moving towards the MRT station from the school, my mind was so engrossed in the schoolwork and my eyes were fixed on the ground. At the same time, a fatigue had been plaguing me all along as I had been working on the project from the morning to the evening.. Suddenly, a hand waved across my sight. I almost did not notice it as it moved very fast like the lighting and my mind was not in a "focus" mode. But I turned my head around slightly to see who it was. It was Uncle and Aunt whom I met in the church near my home. As usual, I had a wide smile on my lips and waved my hand at them as the greeting. They did the same as well. It has been a while since we last met in that church. But I was amazed that they could remember me even though I had changed my looks a bit. The others like the one I met last Sunday, could not recognize me.

As I was passing the control station, I realized that I had become mature person as I no longer had the horrible feeling in my heart. I was more cool headed and happier than before. I believed that it was all due to God. He has changed my life into the new life. The joy was dancing in my heart at the thought of Him. I was so glad that I had changed into the Catholic Christian from my previous religion. I no longer depended on the others as I had God by my side. Praise the Lord forever and ever! Alleluia! Amen.

A familiar face

As I was exiting into the home station from the train, I happened to take a glance at the black shadow as it was walking past. At first, I could not recognised her. But as the time was running, my mind slowly created the picture of her face. By then, I could recognise her. Feeling of excitement had cracked up my heart and my legs began to move towards her. I happened to call her name and she responded. At first, while she was walking, she could not recognise me even she could see me clearly. By the time we faced each other, I could feel the electricity between us. Perhaps, it usually happens when the old friends meet after having not met with each other for long time. Her sweet smile lit my life up. It's my habit to be cheerful whenever I see sweet smiles. (^_^) So please smile whenever you meet me.

We had just a short chat. But what impressed me is that she's still pretty as before. I mean she's really prettier than before. I really regret not taking her last time. Hey! I'm just kidding. Haha...

That's all for blogging.

Cheers!~

What are going to be my future careers?

This question has been lingering around my mind for long time. When I was a kid, I had been wanting to be a soldier. But now, my dream of being the soldier has disappeared as I am not able to enrol into the army due to my hearing impaired. It does not matter as I still have so many choices to choose. In the past, I had thought of the artist for Fine Arts and comic artist. Even the actor was on my list. But now, I seem to change my mind a bit. I have no longer an interest in being the actor. I still want to be those other artists. Perhaps I can take those two jobs in one time. I also want to be the rugger representing for the national team and even the wrestler. For wrestling, I'm thinking about Japan since it is in Asia. At the same time, I'm thinking about the American Football.

What about being the chef? Why not since I can handle the cooking?

So many choices. This complicated question has depressed me a lot.

But I have confirmed my plans.

For this year, I'll be studying in my current school for the course. At the same time, I'm taking the catechism class for being baptized into the Catholic Christian. Then, I'll become the full time rugger next year. I'll be still studying till the graduation in three years' time.

Then after the graduation, I'll fly to Japan for another course. I'll take either wrestling or rugby. Or maybe I'll become the artist over there. I'm not sure about that. But time will certainly tell.

Lord, please watch over me and guide me with the Holy Spirit by the power of your love. My Holy Mother, pray for me. We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.

My first visit to St Joseph's Church

Yesterday, right after the class ended, I went to the food court, Kopitiam to grab a bite. Afterwards, I began to head for the Church of St Peter and St Paul for the mass. At first, I was thinking of putting myself in the adoration room in that church. But at the moment, I spied that the car park was almost full. By then, I checked the timetable of the churches. Oh yes, I forgot that the mass was going to be held over there soon. So I entered into the hall and celebrated the mass with the others and priest as well.

After the mass ended, I immediately picked up my bags and left for St Joseph's Church. At first, I thought it was shut tight except the door at its side was left open. But to my amazement, all its doors were opened. So I entered into the hall. Over there, the mass already started a moment ago. Again, I was in a great amazement made by the enormous size of its hall as well as the countless beautiful statues. It was my first time in St Joseph's Church.

Overall, I have motivated myself to keep my faith in Christ. I'm sure that my faith will never be shaken again by the Protestant Christians who had injected the confusion into my mind a few month ago. Nothing except God can change my life. O Lord, watch over me and protect me all the way. Take me to the Promised Land. In Jesus' Name. Amen.

That's all for blogging.

Cheers!~ (^_^)

What a good day...

As I'm typing, a lot of memories swim into my mind. I know today is National Day. That's Singapore's birthday. Although I was born here, I don't bother to celebrate this special day as my schedule for today is the top priority. Job, school and religion.. That's what my mind is telling me. I don't even celebrate my birthday. I am a strange boy, ain't' i? I have some reasons for that. Let my story begins.

Last Wednesday (1st August), after the lunch with some classmates, I visited the two Catholic churches, St Joseph's Church and Church of St Peter and St Paul. One thing about St Joseph's Church is that all the entrances of the church are shut tightly. I was wondering where the mass was being held over there. Perhaps it was held in the place where I saw the funeral. Or somewhere else perhaps. So I began to head for the Church of St Peter and St Paul, following the map's direction. When I reached there, I entered it without hesitation. Just for visiting and making myself comfortable. Afterwards, when I was about to leave, the two storey shop for the Christian items caught my eyes. I dropped by and was greeted by the beautiful sight. I was delighted to take a look and had been wishing to buy some eye pleasing items. But unfortunately, I was short of cash and some were very expensive. By then, I told myself that I would come again and shop when I have cleared my money debts. Afterwards, I made a quick move towards the Cathedral of the Good Shepherd as the time for the mass was nearer. The joy was stirring up in my heart as it was my first time over there. That church looked slight old. It was the oldest church in Singapore. It was built one hundred and seventy five years ago! Almost before the mass began, a familiar face caught my eye as he was walking to the seat. It was Uncle who was blind! I could not help but a wide smile was on my lips. I did not go and greet him as I could not communicate well due to my hearing impaired and his sight. I first met him during the Charismatic mass in the Church of Our Lady of Perpetual Succour. After the mass ended, I took some photos of those churches to kill some time before the three hours break ended.

Last Monday (6th August), I went to the church of St Peter and St Paul for morning mass. It was my very first time attending the mass in that church. Although I could not hear well, I could follow the process of the celebration as I was listening attentively to my hearing devices. After the mass, there was a mass for reading the bible. I think it was the Bible study. I did not know what to do as I did not have the book for that. Fortunately, there was a man who helped me. Afterwards, I began to make a move for the school for the lessons.





During the night training at NUS, my friend helped me to take photo of myself. (^_^) I planned to use for the school project but unfortunately, my classmate told me that it did not meet the project's requirement. He also remarked that it was blurred.

Yesterday (8th August), I attended those three churches, Cathedral of the Good Shepherd, Church of St Peter and St Paul and Church of Our Lady of Perpetual Succour for the masses. In the early morning, I went to the Church of St Peter and St Paul. Afterwards, I went to the adoration room for praying since there were much time before the lesson started. I felt peaceful and calm over there. Afterwards, I began to head for the school, feeling that the electrifying energy flowing through me. In the afternoon, we were having the three hour break before the next lesson. I followed three classmates as they departed for City Hall. Over there, we had the lunch. I ordered the Japanese food, Beef Pepper Rice Set with extra rice and cheese. It tasted heavenly delicious. Shortly, I left alone as I headed for the Cathedral of the Good Shepherd whereas my classmates stayed for the chat. Nothing unusual happened in that church. Afterwards, I left as I could not find the adoration room. Before I was about to exit from the church, I met an uncle. We had a pleasant chat. He told me that he had studied in Montfort Secondary School, my former school before. As I was leaving, I was smiling and wondering whether he knew my godfather who was also in Montfort Secondary School. By then I reached the Church of St Peter and St Paul, I entered it again for the adoration room since there was much time for the break to end.
In the night, I went to the Church of Our Lady of Perpetual Succour for the Charismatic mass. Again, I saw blind Uncle over there. Nothing unusual had happened during the process except the Indonesian man whom I never saw before. He looked suspicious strange as he looked around as if he was seeing the invisible things. He even glared at me for long time. I thought that something was wrong as Aunty moved and stood some distance behind him. During the worshipping, he blurted out some strange words. I saw some people shaked their heads as if he was talking nonsense. Perhaps he was using his own language. Everything went normal after he left when the worshipping ended. Afterwards, I walked on the way to home.

That's all for blogging today. Happy Birthday to Singapore!

Cheers!~