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November 21st, 2009 by miki.k.0520 truths
November 21st, 2009 by miki.k.0520 truths about me
- I’m left handed, but I find it easier to cut things using my right. I also throw balls better with my right hand.
- I am an INTJ.
- The first rock concert I ever went to was Linkin Park. However, we were insanely far from the stage and the acoustics were really bad in the stadium, so we could barely understand what Chester Bennington or Mike Shinoda were singing/rapping.
- My favourite author of all time is Rosemary Sutcliff.
- I listen to a lot of singer-songwriter stuff. My favourites are Alexi Murdoch, Sufjan Stevens, Regina Spektor and Brooke Fraser.
- But I am also mostly an alt-chick. Think Coldplay, Snow Patrol, The Panics…
- When I was little, I convinced myself that I had an older brother.
- I am a non-denominational Christian. My maternal grandfather was a Presbyterian pastor, my paternal grandparents are Catholic. I attended an Anglican kindergarten and Methodist and Anglican schools. My church in Singapore is non-denominational while my church here is multidenominational.
- My favourite Christian literature book is Blue Like Jazz. I have a crush on Don Miller’s humour.
- Sometimes I crush on the strangest things… like people’s brains.
- The three languages I want to learn are Hebrew, German and Welsh.
- My studying philosophy is Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. STUDY HARD AND BE EVIL.
- Although I tend to cry quite a bit during movies and songs and whatnot, the one song that always never fails to get me is When You Believe from The Prince of Egypt. It’s the children’s choir at the end… *sniff*
- I’ve moved three times since I came to Shanghai to three locations that are within a 15 minute walk of each other.
- The one woman I really admire is Queen Elizabeth II’s mother, Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon. I’d love to be called “the most dangerous woman in Europe” by Adolf Hitler.
- When I’m really, really bored, I like converting Word documents to PDF files.
- I’m left-brained.
- I’m not a clumsy person, but I tend to trip over wires. If my death ever involves wires, it won’t be because I was electrocuted, but because I tripped over them. Aiii…
- About 95% of the people I know don’t really get my sense of humour. The 5% that do are amazing. I love them. *hugs*
- I cannot describe how much I dislike side-hugs. They’re not really hugs; they’re only half a hug. It doesn’t feel like the giver is really putting the love into them. Give me a proper hug, you tall people!! If you want I’ll get onto a box or something, but give me a proper hug! Side-hugs for short people should be considered a form of discrimination.
foundation
November 17th, 2009 by miki.k.05I’ve seen friends grapple with heartache. When they came to me for advice, I mostly ended my advice with, “Pray about it. Rely on God.”
This past week, as I grappled with a personal heartache of mine, I realised that I didn’t actually understand what it meant to rely on God.
The phrase is kind of weird and ambiguous, if you think about it… “Rely on God.” What, did it mean that I’m supposed to physically lean on him? I know that he is everywhere, but physically leaning on him would probably end with me on the ground very bruised and very embarrassed. (Okay. Bad joke. But you get the idea.)
I thought that it just meant that you believed God would take away the pain. That’s not untrue, per se, but I realised this week that it’s a lot more than that.
Relying on God doesn’t mean that God will totally shield you from any heartache and pain. All of the people in the Bible suffered some pain and heartache in their time: Joseph with his brothers’ betrayal; David with the guilt of his adultery; Naomi with the loss of her husband and sons; Hosea with his wife’s infidelity… Like I said, my friends (who are mostly Christians) have grappled with heartache, I have grappled with heartache…
Relying on God means that you stand firm on him as your foundation. It doesn’t mean that you can’t cry out to God, or wonder why you are going through it. It means that you don’t walk away. It means you believe that he is still there even if you can’t feel him. It means you believe that no matter what the outcome, no matter how much pain you have to go through, he is still sovereign and he has control over your life. It means believing that he is enough, no matter what is taken away.
God is glorified in you when you are most satisfied in him in the midst of loss, not prosperity.
John Piper
rainy day reflections
November 15th, 2009 by miki.k.05It’s cold and wet outside, but it’s warm in here. I have my heater, I have my sweater, I have my blankets, I have my music, I have my Bible, I have God. I don’t think I’ve felt so content in a very long time.
I can feel God right now. I think I can feel him watching me. It’s the oddest sensation in the world. I know that there’s a lot in my life that I need to sort out - he’s convicted me of a lot this past week - but his love is constant. Despite the people I need to forgive, the habits I need to overcome, he’s there.
Like he always has been. Like he always will be.
for i am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:38-39
whom have i in heaven but You? and earth has nothing i desire besides You. my flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
Psalm 73:25-26
November 12th, 2009 by miki.k.05
Vere Sanctus es, Domine
Fons omnis sanctitatis, Domine.
Truly you are holy, Lord,
the Font of all holiness, Lord.
i am thankful for…
November 10th, 2009 by miki.k.05when hope is lost
November 5th, 2009 by miki.k.05The angel of the Lord came back a second time and touched him and said, “Get up and eat, for the journey is too much for you.”
1 Kings 19:7
It might sound odd, but this rather obscure verse hit me the other night as I was reading it. A little background to the verse: Elijah has just defeated the priests of Baal on Mount Carmel and is now fleeing Jezebel’s wrath. He lies under a tree in the desert and waits to die. However, God sends an angel and provides food and water for Elijah.
What I loved most about this verse is that the angel was sent twice. I especially love the words “for the journey is too much for you”. Some people seem to think that God is uncaring, that God makes us do all this work for him but doesn’t really understand. But God does understand - he understands that we’re finite humans, he understands that we will get discouraged, he understands that we will despair. But when the “journey is too much for” us, he will encourage us and provide for us so that we can stand up again.
squishy
November 2nd, 2009 by miki.k.05When people asked me if I had any pets, I used to say that I reared dust bunnies under my bed. I have a new pet now. I’d like all of you to meet…
Squishy.

In case you guys didn’t know, I hate mosquitoes, especially those that decide to invade my bedroom. Squishy was (un)fortunate enough to come flying in one lovely October evening and decided to rest on my ceiling. Being vertically challenged, I knew I could not make Squishy mine without some ingenuity. Thus, I took my heaviest, smallest book (The Return of the King) and threw it upwards onto the ceiling. It flattened Squishy onto my ceiling. Once again, because I was vertically challenged, I could not take Squishy down and had to leave him there.
So now Squishy is mine, as Dory intended.
c’est la vie? seriously?
October 30th, 2009 by miki.k.05For the past couple of weeks, it feels as if my life has been “go, go, go!” recently. I think, for the first time, I haven’t found the time to be bored. I mean “bored” as in just being able to sit down and play useless online games (for the record, Seven Deadly Sins is blasphemous but very fun…) or read (The Princess Bride has been calling out to me for the past two weeks) until I get tired of it without my homework screaming out to me after ten minutes.
Have I entered “stress-dom”, that period that I’ve heard about so often from other people? Is this what my life is going to be like from now on?
my happy place
October 27th, 2009 by miki.k.05I hate living outside my head. I don’t have a filter out there. I end up saying the stupidest, most awkward moment-invoking things in the world. It’s terrible. It usually happens during the weekend, when I’m jacked up on a lot of sugar and adrenaline and feeling sociable. During the week, I think of the stuff that happened during the weekend and I’m just like, “Urgh… Did I seriously say that? How embarrassing. I think I should get myself a muzzle.”
It’s a good thing I’m often in my happy place.
In my world everyone is a pony, and they all eat rainbows, and poop butterflies.

