Marathon's over. MSA's over. We start over again.

Could it be ? Lest i fail my own hopes again, that this tests shall make up for the past. Yep and i may not have done everything possible to do well, yet i did as much was in grasp to achieve, some in some out. Nonetheless its over and let it be over. Look forward to the next challenge ahead


Marathon hmm, guess its just how things turn out least expected. Notwithstanding the medals i forgone, which was in grasp, but held little purpose in doing so. Yeah it could have been my glory to claim , but that glory didnt belong to me anyway. Nevertheless the thanks goes out to all who have and did helped in one way or another to make the week so pleasant to train, race in . One way or another, its over yes, and we have probably enough time to reflect on it before moving on again.

Talk about glory,
We always say: Praise God , Glory to God etc etc... What does glory, to God, meant?

Nothing actually.


I wont be offended if someone told me the same thing i figured. Glory didnt mean anything. God doesnt need the glory; he has all that is to claim in this world and not. But it does mean to us , and it must have mattered alot to Him.

Who wouldn't mind being noticed and in the limelight for that instance when you've just done something you're proud of , achieved something worth attention, worth the applause. Maybe a article or interview in the headlines would've been nice . I would like it; it my nature and probably everyone else's too.

It's just that time and again history has proven itself reliable to predict. How many great people of their time falter in the near future cos they just couldn't get over the initial hussle. We as human probably lost too much to that little devil in the corner of our hearts called "pride"

So its not really that bad when God took the effort to instruct people to give the honour back, not to keep , but to keepsafe.



Imagine this , a budding five-year-old just won in a certain contest a large satchet of sweets and candies. And like any other five-year-old, he's probably thinking of keeping all it to himself, and down them like rice that night, afterall who could blame him? He 's won it, fair enough.
And before long , he's getting into trouble with the tummy aches that accompanies candy dinners.

So this is where the Father steps in. He reaches over to the child's bag " I'll keep that, " and promises only to give him a sweet at a time, once every two or three days. And yes the child will grow resentful , throw tantrums and fuss over everything else, uncooperative mealtimes, struggling against the hands that meant to help. But afterall its for his good.

So is the case with the glory we get from mortal kinds. We get upset whenever due glory isnt given to us. We wrinkle our eyes when we hear someone publicly honouring God for what seems like his own achievements .
BUt afterall, what our heavenly Father meant, was to keep the sweets from us , protect us from the tummyaches of life's too much honour. Just like a grown up wont need to steal sweets from kids; he could buy a barrel load if he pleased, our God doesnt need our glory. He just meant good .




So the next time we are urge to give God the glory, dont wrinkle up like its your life's possesions. It goes a long way back if we are to trace how much this could mean to us , but yes its for our good, probably, until you can convince me otherwise, that you could handle the issue of mortal pride.

Race Day. Tmrw



Something that we looked forward to, something that we spent our precious afternoons training for, something that, well, just is a common goal that all would like to see come to pass.

Afterall, didnt we pledge to uphold this name, to carve out a history that belonged uniquely to us, to claim a portion of the somewhat saturated piece of treasure that was available to whomever was willing to sacrifice time and effort of it.

Yes the week was spent, half in half out of schoolwork, pressing productivity of my internal generators; morning with the full sch routine, afternoon speeding around kallang, night back at sch with whomever is left hardworking. Cept that i was doing triple duty. heck
Back to the point, which really tests one's commitment, no wonder there are really those who break down and steps away for it. I dun really blame them.


Back with that issue, carrying a load of expectations along with me. I'm not God, I aspire towards God-like , I live as if I was an angel, but afterall ,i'm but a saint. Ok literally, but yah thats the whole point.
I'm not perfect, I dont always self motivate, there are time when i want to , felt like , almost gave up .

Holding on , because i know there are others who did their part of the work, fully expecting me to do mine so that things would work out.

Yes i know i should, but its like the saying, life is a long long marathon race, you cant always give everything you've got, or you're just a badly adapted sprinter.

So i apologise, if in anyway, my weakness , in flesh, in spirit, as ever failed to do its part.



Friday's training made me think more. So what if i was leading the rear pack ? So what if i could defend my place against another k1 challenging my position? So what if i could charge another K2 ? The gap difference is still, disastrous. Wonder how many other real competitors could fill in that gap, otherwise, my ranking is ka-boom. Crap Crap Crap.

Somewhere , somehow, i lost the fight to keep up with progress. Well like i did last year, just because i wanted to more.

That's all it meant, it doesnt have to make sense, it doesnt matter


Afterall Race Day's tmrw .

Woah new year
Another beginning we all would like to think its just nothing, its just routine, its just saying we got thru promos.

Then again everything going on ahead full force now. We're seniors ! To say the least, its always different to be seniors. Its like the unchartered waters to conquer, back when our seniors were around, we could only look while they made on their way. Once on our own ships to ride the journey of a J2 , aye it doesnt really feels much different?

Crap i realised i havent filled up my goals for the year. Aye time to sit down and do some reflection, if you havent, pls do. Because i havent, but shall do so. NO more time wasting, because i realise i didnt really did much for the past year, and hence i cant really compare what progress i would have wanted myself to go thru. 18 years old would sound more cool than 20 years old. And since most of us guys would spend our 20 year old stage away from active civilisation, thought we might as well make our impact felt now.

Trying our best, we have a whole packed schedule ahead of us, those blasted MSAs which Lee hak boon's wife probably got the idea from him or did not. Maybe that'll will change the way SA functions, haha kinda too slack in academic efforts.



OK something else to think about...

Thursday chapel service .



Here there's this 12 year old girl who;s blind from birth due to some unfortunate mishandling coming to showcase her singing talent. That besides her somewhat talented voice , its what she says , if you think it again , that made the impact


"..... I dreamt i went to heaven , there i SAW the green grass, i breathed the fresh air , i SEE angels around me ..."


If anything, that about what she said, somewhere along that line. She blind, mind you. From birth.

IF she said she saw, then what she saw must have been ... heavenly.

No cultural influence , no stereotype . Afterall what's green to a blind? How do you describe an angel to a blind person?

Its not like those kind of fat chubby children with undersize wings, holding star shaped magic wands who go about kissing people and what not.

ANGELs

How do you dream of angels from nothing? Tough time thinking, what i'll say is she saw it . she saw the real thing. Benefit of the doubt, she saw what most people wait a lifetime to get a glimspe. What beauty is that, when your mortal sight is deprived of you, and you receive a divine vision?

Its a hard choice, thankfully we never might need to make. Not that I would die without my eyes, but hey you wont see the ugly, but u also cant see the beauty in the mess.

And i'm always looking out for what the things the world can offer, somewhere to salvage how much fallen it has been. We dont get to see it everyday. But its been around since creation . So why not..