Thursday, September 18, 2008

something so great to share

--Very thought provoking. Hope you read it to its end!!!!!
A TEENAGER'S VIEW OF HEAVEN
17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was 'What Heaven was like. ' I wowed 'em,' he later told his father, Bruce. 'It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote..' It also was the last.
Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.
The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. 'I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it,' Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. 'I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him.'
Brian's Essay: The Room...
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read 'Girls I have liked.' I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.
This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named 'Friends' was next to one marked 'Friends I have betrayed.' The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird 'Books I Have Read,' 'Lies I Have Told,' 'Comfort I have Given,' 'Jokes I Have Laughed at .' Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: 'Things I've yelled at my brothers.' Others I couldn't laugh at: 'Things I Have Done in My Anger', 'Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.' I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.
Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.
When I pulled out the file marked 'TV Shows I have watched', I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked 'Lustful Thoughts,' I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.
I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!' In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.
Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.
And then I saw it.. The title bore 'People I Have Shared the Gospel With.' The handle was brighter than those around it,seemed newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.
And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.
No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.
He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. 'No!' I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was 'No, no,' as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.
He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, 'It is finished.' I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.
'I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.'-Phil. 4:13 'For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.' If you feel the same way forward it so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also my 'People I shared the gospel with' file just got bigger, how about yours?
IF THERE IS ONE EMAIL THAT I HAVE READ THAT NEEDS TO GO AROUND THE WORLD, IT IS THIS ONE, FOR THE CHRISTIAN OR NOT! MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL!
You don't have to share this with anybody, no one will know whether you did or not, but what do you feel in your heart?
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God Bless!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Migration nights

wooooo...it would be an awesome experience for me where i finally able to do some night jobs and enjoy the midnight life for a while lar...fuyoh!!

this would be my fourth night doing migration where i decided to write down some of my feelings when i'm doing migration ler....hahaha.... but but we gonna go back a little bit backwards before the night of migration....so call breaking the 'virgin night' wuahaha...=p
so, it's started this way...me been called by my boss to his place where you know lar...our working area do not have any rooms actually...bosses sitting the same place...hahaha... so i'm being assigned to involved in a project that called....fuyoh...u can't believe ler..."survival plan" project... really surviving lar...hahaha...i mainly in charge of the UMB...hehehe... i'm so damb excited where finally i can do something big yo... then only realized that my boss actually thought i knew the system where he said nvm...learn now....wah...amazingly i do not know anything...i've learned from scratch.. there's where i running around to grap things for testing... i think got loose a bit weight geh...hahaha...joking lar...

1st night
having those very kan cheong and excited feeling where finally... me grow up lar...lepak at midnight...actually not lepak lar...but working.. so got myself prepared and left my house at 11:30pm and reached around 11:45pm...imagine..how near my house lar...wuahahahaha...
then prepared all my stuff such as phones and test sim cards next to me and some with my colleague. when the vendor finished setting up...we are good to go and start our testing..woo...
there goes all the phone being pick up and start pressing those buttons such as *128#... it has being repeatedly press..i dont know...roughly more than 100 times i guess...wuahaha... where 3 times we tested in different mam or can said is servers... for postpaid side will be roughly 100 test cases... 100x3 times = 300..??????? wah..... and the whole activity are running very smooth and the vendor are very frenly and patient where he jokes around with us...most keng wan is that he very confident in his system.. yup...successfully 100%....hurray...1st night...yup...
a lovely and satisfied one...4am it is...another 2 hours to wait where i'd spent my hours checking emails and trying to solved some of the Job orders...hmmm..so hardworking..wuahaha.... 6am...gone home and took a big sleep....

2nd night
this one would be the VCA(value card application) where it is regarding the reload system. i'd being assigned to lead the migration where the testing will be done by my colleague and i'm the one making decisions and sending out emails to inform the involve parties the status of the migration...so so...here we go...the vendor started at 12am... 1st script started and run successfully where about 1am...we checked on it and yup...the vendor can start the following script where it hit the target we want..yatta~~ so meanwhile...me getting a bit bored...but ah..notty and do not want to do daily work...so i went on to check on the internet...watch some football videos...then sudd...guess what happened...wah~~my connection start having prob and i cant even connect to the internet already...ah~~~ no more streaming...nooooooooonooooooooo~~
then my colleague said to me:" hahahaha...watched video lar..that's y...now cannot stream...=p" then he proceed with the testing where i kept restarting my pc...till i gave up...half dead without anything to do...
suddenly the vendor shout out a bit...eh!! what happened? why the connection down...i can't connece to the system...(hmm..interesting...where the colleague that teased me has to find out the prob and solve the issue...me laugh laugh a bit lar...) it took roughly few hours to solved the issue and we din manage to complete it...so ar...consider failed and the colleague that teased me just now...told me something wonderful....hahaha=p... dun worry...part of the learning process ler... last time i had to redo till 5 times only successful...weii!!! dun scare me lar...hahaha.... so we are forced to rollback all the steps and arrange another night for this.... gone home and rest...
wuahaha...


to be continue...

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Be yourself

hmm... today in our youth services that so great my pastor shared something about living life confidently... it is so close to my heart where a lot of things happened lately and a lot of things needed make decision by my own and thought of a lot aspect before making the decision... alot of times that i might not confident in myself where the messages had shown me how great God is making us so unique and no one ever can replace us...our character and attitude are none other yourself having it... that's where i enjoyed my working life now...moving on from the serious broke up where a lot ppl said it is good thing... where i think back now...yup..it is true that i can do my own thing and serve God truely with all my heart and mean while search for the right one...wuahaha...

one of the songs that touch my heart so deeply is none other from casting crowns - who am i
the lyrics goes like this....

who am i
that the lord of 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 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 falling
and You told me who i am
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 calm the seas
would call out through the rain
and calm the storm in me
_____________________

something great where i learned to be more patient and see things more optimistically... nothing cannot be solve...just that you need to have faith and know that all things are possible for our saviour - Jesus!!! be confident...so i definitely know there will be a breakthrough in my family and definitely the problems in my family can be solve...

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Daily routine

it has being a while i've not write here bo...
life is going awesome and wonderful where i enjoyed the working environment where i'd learned a lot from DiGi. 1st time doing migration, the 1st time experience will not be very boom-bas-tic but it is a great time where me able to learn from seniors and vendors where we share knowledges among each other... coming into office at night have not tried but sound awesome wei... cold some more... haha... tonight going to be another one where more to comes after i've joined the project team...hehehe...now gonna scare that not enough sleep ler...

that's the good time elr...
where issues and problems always occured no matter how good life is... family issues will be one of the reason that drained my stregth...haha.. my family are great but just that recently something that causes us a lot of burden and money can said are one of the factor where me sometimes struggle to go through every single month... huuuuuuuuuuuu~~ but thanks God that i'm still serving cheerfully in church...be with me... give me strength and optimistic thinking to move on... although sometimes that's time i start to think something nonsense lar...it trigger me back to think of Him ler....GOd is great!!! yeah....
my dad are one of the person that caught in the issue where he has been stress over during the whole thing where a lot of things he had not explained to us what happened exactly and many side of stories we heard from people... hmmm... tough tough... but what to do lar.... my dad... hehehe...there's always problems here and there ler... so it is depends how we overcome and take it... me have to be strong to keep moving on and shall not fall that easily... but ar...wah sai...too many things to complain...haha... shall cont in the coming post....yeah...
smile always....