"O let the Son of God enfold you
with His spirit and His love,
let Him fill your heart and satisfy your soul
O let Him have the things that hold you
and His Spirit like a dove
will descend upon your life and make you whole..."
many things on my heart, but i'll just post this verse up as a personal reminder to myself. 1 Thess 5:16-18
Monday, August 28, 2006
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
went for the wake yesterday.
the whole experience was so mixed. after paying our respects, we sat down and remembered our sec4 days with her. how we dreaded tuesdays cos we had 5 periods of chem plus chem pract. and how we used to piss our physics teacher off cos we would start getting ready for chem pract during our physics lesson.. how mel would scurry off to other classes in search of a proper OHP before every chem lesson (and how other classes would so willingly lend it to us the moment they heard she wanted it). so many other memories (entry on 8/8)of her that we reminisced and laughed about.
yet, all of us felt the loss, and the pain that came along with it. i regretted not going back to see her last year, knowing her health was deteriorating. i'd taken for granted that she'd always be at MG and i could drop by anytime to see her.
i realized also, during the national day prayer service yesterday, that God had used her, even though she refused to accept Him then, to demonstrate to us MG girls what love is. the strongest and most dedicated teacher i've ever known. she never missed a day of school during my time at MG, and she gave us what we needed, not what we wanted. she never minced her words with us, gave it to us good and proper. yet, it was out of a desire to see her students grow in humility. she would always remind us to be humble and hardworking, not "yaya papayas"..
she told us that if ever we were stressed, we could come back to look for her and she'd take us to eat fish. now she's gone.. and i miss her dearly.
the whole experience was so mixed. after paying our respects, we sat down and remembered our sec4 days with her. how we dreaded tuesdays cos we had 5 periods of chem plus chem pract. and how we used to piss our physics teacher off cos we would start getting ready for chem pract during our physics lesson.. how mel would scurry off to other classes in search of a proper OHP before every chem lesson (and how other classes would so willingly lend it to us the moment they heard she wanted it). so many other memories (entry on 8/8)of her that we reminisced and laughed about.
yet, all of us felt the loss, and the pain that came along with it. i regretted not going back to see her last year, knowing her health was deteriorating. i'd taken for granted that she'd always be at MG and i could drop by anytime to see her.
i realized also, during the national day prayer service yesterday, that God had used her, even though she refused to accept Him then, to demonstrate to us MG girls what love is. the strongest and most dedicated teacher i've ever known. she never missed a day of school during my time at MG, and she gave us what we needed, not what we wanted. she never minced her words with us, gave it to us good and proper. yet, it was out of a desire to see her students grow in humility. she would always remind us to be humble and hardworking, not "yaya papayas"..
she told us that if ever we were stressed, we could come back to look for her and she'd take us to eat fish. now she's gone.. and i miss her dearly.
Monday, August 07, 2006
"Because it isn't just concerts and surfing and the high points, and it isn't just the beautiful moments in the midst of the everyday and mundane; It is also in the tragic and the gut-wrenching moments when we cannot escape the simple fact that there is way more going on around us than we realize." -Velvet Elvis, Rob Bell
i have no idea why, but this paragraph got to me as i was reading the book.
life.. reality at its rawest. having just received news about the passing on of someone whom i've always held in high regard; someone who initially was the object of our fear, but as time passed, became a person we so deeply respected, someone whose stories and remarks we used to laugh and joke about repeatedly, someone whom i've always brought before the Lord, in the hope that He would save her. i'm still living in hope that she's gone home, and not anywhere else.
i have no idea why, but this paragraph got to me as i was reading the book.
life.. reality at its rawest. having just received news about the passing on of someone whom i've always held in high regard; someone who initially was the object of our fear, but as time passed, became a person we so deeply respected, someone whose stories and remarks we used to laugh and joke about repeatedly, someone whom i've always brought before the Lord, in the hope that He would save her. i'm still living in hope that she's gone home, and not anywhere else.
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