428 Duduk dan Bantah

Reached Esplanade at about 12.40pm and had our lunch there since it was quite early. On the way there, we begin to see so many people/drivers wearing yellow t-shirts and some even the Bersih t-shirts. We were excited! Yes Penang, this is the way! We then walked towards the big and massive crowd at around 1.30pm..people were already gathered there :) and I heard cheers from the crowd "Hidup Rakyat! Hidup Rakyat! Bersih Bersih!" Yes, we need to let the government hear our voices! We are the voice! I shouted together with my fellow malaysians "Hidup hidup, hidup Rakyat!" 

I see unity. I see young and old, coming together to stand up sit down for what is right! For the first time, we sat down and it meant something significant. Not for any political parties but for justice, for truth, for our future, for Malaysia. 

I'm glad and proud to be a part of this Bersih 3.0: Duduk dan Bantah. It was a peaceful rally in Penang. We just want to make our voices heard. Of course I did have worries before I went..what if I kena tear gas, what if the policeman this and that..was I scared? To be honest, yes a bit.. but I need to go and I want to! Because my presence matters. If not now, then when? If not us, then who? We want clean and fair election! We are the voice. 

We were not there only for ourselves

but for our children and our children's children.

My God is a God of Justice. 

A God of righteousness!

ps: My dad gave me the permission to attend the rally :) Thank God for that! 

Bapaku

I went home last Friday, yup the one in balik pulau :) I spent some time talking to my dad haha it's not like I never talk to him before when I go home la..but last Friday, I pushed everything aside and give him my full attention. It was a very casual conversation la but it was another rare and meaningful conversation that we had. Just me and him. I know he enjoys talking to me. He delights in me..haha sounded like God right? :) My dad, even though not a christian, never fail to show me how a father would love his own daughter. I know the struggle that my dad is facing even though he just mentioned it briefly. Deep inside I know, and that's why I'm doing what I'm doing. It's really not easy and I can't even count how many times I've cried before God but I'm willing to share his burden because I love him. I know it's not easy for him too. Although what I'm doing is very little and may not even make any impact at all but I want to believe that my God is able to supply all our needs according to His glorious riches in Christ Jesus. My dad doesn't know Jesus. He doesn't know that he can tell Jesus his problems and Jesus can help.. Jesus can comfort, heal and restore. But I know. I know who Jesus is. I know what He can do.. Therefore, I will not stop praying.

I love my family. I realised that I'm also very protective towards my family even though I'm like the youngest and always manja at home haha :p But I will do what it takes to make sure that they are not harmed.. or hurt. So I can understand if my parents do not allow me to go for the Bersih rally. I understand :)

Aku cinta keluargaku :) Terima kasih Yesus.

"This is the greatest gift that I've ever received from God."

Bersih 3.0

 

How I wish I can be part of this history-making moment. 

10 cara untuk kasih

how true :)

Satu Malaysia

Just like other Malaysians, I used to sing 'Negaraku' every morning in school during assembly. Didn't know what it meant to me back then.. but now I know.
Negaraku, it means so much more than just a song.


Now I can say it with conviction, with understanding, "Ya, Ini negaraku."

Kita satu bangsa, kita satu negara..
kita 1 Malaysia.

:D yay!

Guess what?????

My niece...


She has grown up!

"Teet teeeet"

"Muaaah!" :8

She will be ONE year old next month! :)

Killing us softly

You have to watch this, period.

8.9 earthquake

First time ever in my life, I felt earthquake! Tremor to be exact. It was a very scary experience.. I was reading my book in front of my laptop, suddenly everything vibrates!

Papa: Mummy, are you shaking the sofa?
Mum : No.

Then we looked at each other..

Papa, Mum, Me: Earthquake!!

We ran out from our house and waited for 1 minute or so. I can feel my whole body shaking. The ground is vibrating. I can see the gates vibrating too! I was praying like crazy. Some thoughts came to me..

Are we gonna die today?
Will tsunami hit Penang island?
Is Jesus coming back now?
Will my house runtuh?

But one thing that concern me most..is still the salvation of my family members. If I am to die now, one thing that will concern me most is not whether I have gotten married.. but whether my family members already know how much Jesus loves them. They must not die without experiencing God in their lives.
Many people say "All religions are the same."
NO.
No. It's not the same. Yes, all religions direct us to do good works but good works cannot help us to get into heaven. We are not saved by good works because our good works are never too good! No matter how much good works we do, we are still selfish, disobedient, prideful, etc..and the wages of sin is death. Jesus paid a price on the cross to take away our sins so that those of us who believe in Him will have eternal life through Him. It is His love that compels us to do good works.

Many of us just follow our parents/ancestors' footstep.
Why do you worship the God that you're worshiping?
Have you ever asked yourself 'why'? besides just following?
Think for yourself. Search for yourself.
Heaven is real.
Hell is as real.

Throughout this whole incident, I've also been checking updates on Facebook. One thing that I really cannot tahan is I see people especially young people, posting their updates such as "Wah actually quite syiok to experience tremor for the first time." and comments like "Tsunami sounds sooo fun." First of all, I do not know what is so syiok about all these things. Secondly, I wonder whether you're cold-blooded or you're just being ignorant? Did you think about those victims in Acheh? Those people who are deeply affected? What is your problem?? I'm really very angry at you people who posted these kind of comments. 5A's or 10A's, no difference lah because all that didn't make you a better person! If these are the leaders of tomorrow that we are raising, I am really very concern.

a time to cry, a time to laugh

Mungkin tak kufahami
Apa yang kini aku alami
Namun ku tau pasti
Kasih Allahku takkan berhenti

This thing that I've been going through.. somehow has taught me to learn to cherish my smiling and laughing moments.

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.” - Anne Bradstreet

My generasi

Can't help but to share this video! :) Can you relate?

good old days!!!! rinduuuu :')

How i miss all these nice games!!! :) :) ahhh, my favourite video game!!!! Please let me know if you know where I can buy this video game now :(

My home

I pray that I will not leave my home when things get tough.. but to stay and fight for my home. My prayer is the same..for all my malaysian friends.

Pada suatu hari, ketika di Penang Cheshire Home

It was a good experience :)
At first, I thought that it would be something like United Voice but I was wrong. It was so different. The people there were much severe compared to United Voice.. most of them are on wheel chairs. It breaks my heart seeing them, I didn't know what to do, what to say.. but I smiled when I see some of them playing in the swimming pool :) Hey, they can have fun too!

We helped out in Gotong-Royong :)
After that we were given the chance to sing some songs and interact with them. Esther chose a song entitled "I want to be your friend" and we were asked to go around to shake their hands while singing that song. I was afraid at first because their hands/legs are not normal..but then I told myself that I NEED to touch them. I WANT to touch them..because I know the power of touch. Jesus touched the leper. He could have just said, "Be healed!" but no.. Jesus took that extra step. He touched the leper.

Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man. “I am willing,” he said. “Be clean!” Immediately he was cleansed of his leprosy. Matthew 8:3

It was my first time shaking a hand that is different from mine.. a crippled hand. When I saw the joy in his eyes, I smiled back :) ahh, such a joy to be God's instrument to touch one's life.

There was one man who can't speak properly. He can't pronounce words. I think something wrong with his throat because he pointed at his throat. I can't really understand him.. so he wrote on a piece of cardboard..some chinese characters.. I struggled in reading too since my cina not that good haha.. but he was trying to tell me his name :) Later on, I asked him more questions as I wanted to interact more with him. I asked, "So what is your hobby? Is it sleeping? He said, "Loo.." which means 'No'. Then I continued, "Eating?" He replied, "Loo..." and I asked again, "Singing?" Then he said, "Loo.." and this time he pointed at his throat.. I felt like banging my head against the wall. Why am I soooo stupid?? Arghh...how can a person who couldn't even pronounce words properly to enjoy singing? He already find it very difficult to speak, what more to open his mouth to sing? :(

Thank you for making the effort to communicate with me :)

Also, I encountered this boy who cannot eat properly because of the disabilities that he has.. It was sad to see that he needs to make the extra effort in order to feed himself. The spoon that he uses is not like ours, it was a bit special because it was bended.. like an 'L' shape. At first, Monica was helping him to eat..and then he tried to eat an apple by himself :) ahh, felt so encouraged to see him having that initiative to want to do it himself.

I never really thought that eating can be a difficulty. No conscious effort is needed for me to eat something, I have the privilege to enjoy my meals most of the time..to eat my favourite food.. but this boy, he needs to make a lot of effort in order to eat.

I never thought that speaking can be a difficulty. Since young, I have always been opening my mouth to speak whenever I want..speak only lar.. and people understand what I'm saying.. even if they misunderstood, I have the chance to explain myself.. but this man that I met, he may not have this privilege.

I never thought that singing can be a difficulty. Reminds me of a late uncle in church who was paralyzed and came to church on a wheel chair every Sunday. It was not easy for him to sing too. He made effort to sing praises to God. He chose to praise God despite the difficulty that he has.

It was heart-breaking. But at the same time, I'm reminded to be thankful, to be grateful.. not to misuse my hands, legs, mouth, etc..not to take them for granted but to use them for God's glory.

Some of them have encouraged me by their cheerfulness. Some of them encouraged me by their friendliness. Some of them encouraged me by their responsiveness :)
They may not be so fortunate.. but I am so privileged, how then should I use the gifts that God has given to me?

How then, should we use our gifts?