dreameow

Dream on. Dream again. 

I dream that as I speak, the feminine heart will come alive.

I dream to be a part of a women's conference with my lovely girls one day.

I dream to one day be on stage with my brother.

I dream to tell others to dream. 

I dream to one day live in a rustic house full of life, framed up pictures and randomly themed kitchen ware with the man I love. And maybe two cats.

Today, I can dream. 

Cuz' Your dreams died young along with You, that I may live and dream on.

So, I dream again. 

break breaking broken

Have you ever wondered why God allows brokenness to happen in our lives?

I have, many times. 

Elijah Waters sorta answered the question for me. 

God allows brokenness to happen our lives because when you break something, you get to the inside of it. More often than not, the best parts are on the inside. (Like bread-- the best parts are on the inside) God wants to get to the inside of your heart. He wants to rid you of yourself; let you see that you cannot on your own. Truly, it hurts because we always realize through brokenness--- that we are honestly not all that strong. 

The best part's that-- well here's what Jesus does with bread;

"He takes it, blesses it, breaks it and gives it."

He takes you, blesses you, breaks you and gives you.
I love that He blesses before breaking-- He's anointed you for every season of your life!
It's not like you're on your own, you cannot be! Because He's promised.
"I'll never leave you, nor forsake you."

Many times we think brokenness is forever, but no, Jesus has rose from the death of brokenness. 

Get this. There's an expiration date for trials.

So you've been hurt? And broken? Trampled upon? 

Maybe life seems pretty bleak by now... Well, not in the hands of Jesus; you won't. 

Not in the hands that have been pierced through and through so that today yours can be restored. 

Not in the hands who bled, whose heart was crushed, to redeem yours. 

So He takes the broken bread and He gives them.

To the hungry people He gives them, to the tired people He gives. 

He does not send them away, he doesnt. 

He takes bread, blesses it, breaks it, and gives it.

You could be part of the hungry multitude today, we are all once part of that crowd; helpless and hopeless, alone and hungry---- in need of the Bread of life and the living Water.

Well, Jesus came for you, He'll never send you away when you come knocking. 

He wants to feed you hungry one. 

Or you could be part of the broken bread today-- the first thing hungry people touch; 

the first form of His grace people see. 

Now even brokenness is a hope.

:'-)

church in the wild

I've been feeling like I fall short, more than ever. 

Then He hit me yesterday with "You can never fail beyond what I have redeemed Sam." 

And I was like... okay can Lord-- You just win only. 

Jesus is so good. He won't let you drown even if you take your eyes off him (Peter) and 

He won't you leave you alone just 'cause you feel like a 1 unnoticeable sheep amongst the 100. 

He won't allow you to touch just His garment, He wants to look you in the eyes 

and let you touch His heart. 

My bro and I have walked in through many battles, knowing that we came out alive only because 

God was there. We are the most wretched people we know, and that's why we can love Grace today.

Because He came for the wretched, He came for us... He came for people who needed Someone. 

And boy did we need Someone. We still do.

Things are changing around at home, it has to. I can't even imagine when Jon does return from Perth,

doing not just life, but ministry together! For now, we know He is faithful, and that He will sail us 

through these storms, He already has.

Amen. 

"For the Lord will comfort zion,

He will comfort all her waste places;

He will make her wilderness like Eden,

And her desert like the garden of Yahweh;

Joy and gladness will be found in it,

Thanksgiving and the voice of melody."

- Isaiah 51:3

He says, "I, even I, am He who comforts you..." -inserts mental sob here-

Watch out world, We're going on a completely new level. 

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ps: I caught 'Adam' directed by Max Mayer today, it was pretty cool alright. 

I pretty much fell in love with the soundtrack, might just head out to get it if they do sell it in S'pore dadadum ~

xx, sam

okb

Hello munchkins, 

Today was the first day of our term break so Di and I headed out for some cupcakes at okb. We had an amazing time of catching up, we got out and it was an amazing sun out there, with amazing doors and floors and so we whipped out my iphone 4s and...

so, Kampong Bahru Road + Di + Pretty Places + Broadwalk + Dream/Minstry/Word/Love/Rubbish Talk sums up happy day with one of my greatest blessings :')

"I asked today, so He is gonna give."

xx

up and leave

"Hold my hand, won't you hold my heart. Stay with me, stay with me through hardest part."

hands off the rope

"Let go."

These are two words I cringe to hear of. A sentence so short I often believe that it is illegal for any advice to be that simple, hence I dread it profusely. It basically is one of my toughest battles. 

It's like someone goes, "Sam, you need to le--" and I'm like all hands up, "Don't say it, no. Please don't say the l/g phrase." 

With that said, you must know today's sermon was a painfully good one if you were there too. Pastor did an amazing full-on message about letting go completely. And he did mean letting go, like for real. Letting go not with one hand grabbing onto the rope whilst the other is freely flapping about, that is just miserable.
"Let go, knowing that when you do, Jesus doesn't."

Letting go can happen only if you know Someone truly loves you. 

I've had Elijah Waters' 'Surprise Party' playing on repeat the last 2 days, whenever I could. 

It's too early for bed: Play.

I can't sleep: Play. 

I wake up in the middle of the night: Play.

I am on my way to church: Play.

I am waiting for service to start: Play.

I am done with service and lunch and waiting for my meeting to begin: Play.

I am done with the day and on me way home: Play.

I am here typing this to gather my thoughts: Play. 

I remember when I chanced upon the podcast (which has been rotting in my phone for months now), I was fighting my tears on the well-lit bus full of people. By the end of it, my hope jar was about to burst. 

I realised how much I did not understand God's love for me tho I thought I did, and how that really did not affect the extent of which He loved me ---- only measureable to His own life. I begin to realise how God can take me, (quoting Ps Elijah) "from a small mimic pussy cat, and turn me into a big bold lion."
That is what love can do. 

This broke my heart good and really, I started to get excited.

A super huge reminder: Grace is for today.

The manna God provided for the Israelis lasted them for that day. So, I've decided to thank God and praise Jesus for my daily manna, knowing that He supplies for my needs, that He is made strong in my weaknesses, instead of worrying for the manna I need in 2 days' time (which btw I cannot eat even if I could see it....)

Lengthy lion, yes I am a lion, not a pussy cat--- and I'm still learning how to completely be conscious of Christ; to remind myself to stop gripping onto the rope for my dear life till my hands are bleeding and worn out as though I am living life on my own. My life was paid for, my life was redeemed and my life continues from here, 03/09/12 2:48am, belonging to the One who gave up everything for me. 

I am gonna stop being a proud pork knuckle thinking my entire life credits my own goodness.

I am nothing. He is everything. 

Goodnight beautiful people ~