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Speak to me...in Parables

i want to or so even desire to be spoken to in language that is understandable yet not understandable.

i want be spoken to in terms like riddles or teasers

i like spoilers

i also like if i could speak as such to people

if only i did, what hurt would i be masking? speaking in parables gets us hidden meanings. Jesus did it, but we aint Jesus..right down to the color of our skin to the intentions and reasons we choose to deploy a parable..

most of us in the end...just para-babble

yea parababble

-vadai

But Sharp just dont Cut it anymore?

define blunt. just being pure straightforward

in a matter of seconds what we all know of a certain trend, a way to do things, or possibly what we thought a thing would look, sound, smell or even taste like has just taken another edge towards change.

things just change, while Christians or the religious would tone down on using evolution prior to change, i think evolution just suits it best.

like imagine the prospects of us being in an alien world beckons us at the dawn of say 5 years and going

if i were to be blunt now, it's all about having a different set of views, probably a paradigm shift in the way we do things. Concepts probably will be the same, evolution has always had the same concept, just that it portrayed different variants. so would be the concepts of life, health and especially religion

can we then flow with the variants of religion especially, since the challenges are stacked up against us for a proper apologetic

or will we run out in our defense of the gospel, having ourselves left in the end in a world of bliss, a blissful world, a blissful world of doubt.

goodie

-vadai-

just not quite right

its almost 5 a.m, and i m staring blankly at an assignment i need to get done for some in-class presentation. bible school, its a tough world in there. and i m part of it.

what's disturbing? real life case studies. getting in a religious institution is a real life business. probably its massively demented that everything's holy flips sideways to be UNHOLY. AHAHAHAHAHA

but how much did i know of that i would actually start painting a canvas that would have all this moments in them as part of the paint and pictures, a canvas called my life.

-vadai-

We Just Cant Mind OUr Business

REJOICE! Barack Obama has become the president of the United States. Colored people down in freedom land are overwhelmed at the amazing, no, historic feat that has just taken the entire world by storm. how would this moment of change shine forth for the future of the United States, we dont know, but there is something that is happening now, something much bigger than all the colored and white people of the United States, the world put together is happening.

the people of Malaysia are rejoicing. OBAMA BOLEH!!!!

probably seeing the prophetic future of the world petrol price sinking lower with Obama's reform, i have no clue why all Malaysians are looking to Obama for political candy.

How will Obama affect Malaysia? probably a few visits, talks, probably some work together campaign. But does it concern the Bolehland society? we can all look to him as the democrat crusader, the man with the Big D instead of the Big S. but thats all we can do...LOOK.

when will we ever look to our Asianess, Bolehness, to actually do something about our own country, besides just drooling at Barack Obama, and the fact he is the first black american president?

psssstttt: Obama is Malaysian.

OBAMA BOLEH! MALAYSIA BOLEH! SEMUA PUN BOLEH!

-vadai-

The God who suffers...

i have alwiz attributed divinity to being transcendent. it does not and will not have anything to do with us, emotionally or personally. we make it personal because we encounter it, not that it counters us.

but then how can i reflect on a God that actually died for me, if he did not suffer first?

probably escapism wasnt much of his routine, but to actually think that it can be radical after all that true divinity is when it bridges the mortal with immortality realistically.

-vadai-

reflection: just maybe

it has been awhile since i was able to form up an expository outline. probably this time, was just out of a mere compulsive, carnal attitude to just meet one thing: assignment requirement. after being confined to the realm of what is known as the books of the Minor Prophets i had to pick a text.

searching through, everyone claims that prayer is the key to a good beginning. well i didnt obey it one bit. actually i dwell upon the how many times do i soak myself in prayer all the time as a bible school student. probably none when i should. and after deliberately searching i found one text. Hosea 11:1-4.

after reading through, i did not catch it at first. reread it again. didnt catch it the second time. reread, reread,reread. darn, all the times where i ponder about how can a fish survive out of the water does not compare to actually getting whats under the blanket for this text.

then i realized one thing:

to write love on your heart, it requires reflection on the past.

-vadai-

the dawn of a new era?

maybe we all live nostalgic lives. maybe we just decided to live with a recognized tension of good and evil. just maybe we decided to frame our lives, every past and present memory into a big whole colorful collage that we will one day refer to.

how has it been, that to some of us ignorance was bliss, to some knowledge was the beginning of a crucified thought? and that to some of us we are still striving hard for a meaning, an identity, and after all this we have still failed to find what we define best?

being an observer, i have questioned the tides of life that measures itself through time. a new dawn is just around the corner for me, a new chapter? a new beginning? thats all to cliche to call. i would just say its another turn, another lane, another choice to make.

the coming days, even our enemies, the antagonists of our lives are also having their dawns, their choices. surprisingly, these antagonists, the people who seem to destroy us will walk into a new dawn, a clean slate. its when they are there, where it all begins.

how then should we accept all this? its not like we live long to count all the moments in life, but then we have been destroyed but just for a moment, because of teachings, ideals, relationships, foolishness, youthfulness.

how? somehow if only our conscious was easy to deal with.

-vadai-

what gives

what gives if i can only blog about Christian ethics, about the ever bland testimonies of God's awesome action in my on going monotonous routines if i have never understood him.

sometimes we glorify the deity we least understand.

Christ, multiple tags have been given to him : Son of God, God, Saviour, Healer, Friend, The Way, Gracious, etc etc..

we have somehow tagged him just like how we tag people on facebook during our times of boredome, stress or on an emotional breakdown. However we may potray the intimacy that comes with every click of tagging others on facebook, the mechanical outlay is that we still cant prove our intimateness with that person we tagged. Showboating? or just an impersonal mileau?

I feel for you, Jesus. I tink you are the most misunderstood man that has ever walked the planet, with a very impressive historical resume, that has the ability to transform lives.

Well hopefully we Christians will somehow ascend to a level where we will understand or reflect on that man's life, words and actions.

-vadai-

Hey there you you....

sometimes i ask how do i know someone? do i know you? on a scale of 1 to 10 how much do i know you, or do you know me? and can what we know of each other be tagged as knowing?

puzzling, i asked God the same question. after all this year, through all the hypocrisy and inconsistency with devotional life i asked God, do i know you? or do you know me? ridiculous, but i just felt like a child lost in an abyss of with high rised buildings, post modern thinking and the ever stale mate of religion.

its like for once i could have just bought the idea that God actually is helping me stop time. i am decreasing to a point of retardation, and its all making sense.

I read 1 John 2:3: "We know that we have come to know him if we obey his commands."

it was pretty simple. actually it is. but whats simple is complicated. its not that easy to follow a simple command of say loving your enemies. its straightforward, its practical and its philosophical. but its not applicable? yes, no? both answers prove complex.

trascending from this phase of life, hopefully i will make it. There is a God for sure, and I bet he understands us the more. I hope I understand him through his commands, obeying them the very least.

But I also hope to understand my identity as a human being obeying God's commands, in an eternal quest for perfection.

-vadai-

leaving: unfinished

sometimes i wonder why are we allowed to leave undone, unfinished.

we do things, throw visions, get people pumped just to know that we are not going to be there for long, and to leave the work incomplete?

we get soooo philosophical when we are asked that question. but the point is it is clearly not finished.

so why go under 'trial and error' at the expense of people who strive to believe in a vision?

it just doesnt make sense.

what happens to the people who are secure under the leadership of a leader whose gonna start something and never finish?

hmmmm...what a sad movie to watch...a very sad movie to watch...
the best part, i am just the spectator this time.

-vadai-

Lesson 1: Love is..

the first and most important lesson..

love, to define love..

so love is....



yea...my baby, Jessica.

well if i were to put it all into words, i cant, probably i will never be able to.

but if i were to redefine love, it will be Jessica.

it takes loads of strength to sleep on just two chairs, to tolerate annoying ward-mates, hospital food, to be unconditionally hospitable, to be patient in waiting for the operation to finish, to cope with stress, lack of sleep and hunger and of course my annoying attitude towards my fear of injections and anesthesias..

i cant give you anything tantamount, but thats the beauty of it, you didnt expect anything tantamount to it...you were just there for me.

i would have to say perfect love does cast out all fears...

i lurve you, baby and i wouldnt have made it thru if you werent there for me.

-vadai-

U0620

i was admitted into that very ward, on thursday.

i learnt so many life lessons.

so much to handle at one go.

i'll split this post up when i gather my thoughts.

now i have been discharged.

only to move back into society hopefully different.

-vadai-