Review Preview

Last Day of the Year! I’ve decided to do a little review-preview thing now that we’re kinda teetering between breaking into a new year and bidding this one farewell.

I’ve had two challenges set before me by my dad. He probably didn’t expect us to take it seriously when he posed them but I thought they were interesting so here goes.

Challenge number 1: Instead of reflecting on what you were thankful for, look back to ask yourself what was the biggest lesson you learnt this year.

Well, I must say I have had many lessons throughout this year. To be fair, I can’t quite recall the first half of the year anymore. I’ve selectively forgotten my short stint working as a teacher hahaha. So I guess, technically, I’ll be reflecting on the later half of the year.

If I want to kind of narrow it down to the root of all my lessons, I think it would be along the lines of know God personally, know God first. Really. I feel that most problems, most angst and misunderstandings stem from not living the way God wants you to, not reacting in the way Jesus would but responding in my own selfish, narrow perspective. And that happens because I don’t take time out to walk with Him or read Him and basically know Him as a person. If I were more like Him, knew His heart and everything, I’d know what to say and when to say it, I’d know what to do or not to do to help the most. I’d know what I should do that will please Him the most and I’d be wise enough to be trusted with His work. Stuff like that. Not knowing Him shows in how I lead my life and the mistakes I make. Still, I know these mistakes help me to see what I wouldn’t otherwise and thus brings me to follow Him more closely which I wouldn’t if I thought I was all there. Basically, God first and centre always.

Challenge number 2: One Bible verse/passage to end this year and another to start next year.

Ok this is hard. I don’t have a single verse/passage because there’s too many and I can’t consolidate myself. I’ll give myself a maximum of three verses each then muhahaha.

I think above all, this year has been another year of God’s faithfulness in everything. I’ve stumbled here and there, made mistakes, had new and sometimes scary experiences but God is good in trials and in my weakness. He shows me where I’ve gone wrong, picks me up and helps me do better. He removes my guilt, helps me change, gives me peace and strength and chances to grow and try again.

Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful.

Hebrews 10:23

Yes indeed, yes indeed.

I also had a lot of thoughts this year about people, society, the world, how scary and twisted it is becoming. In essence, how godless and fearless. It’s so… almost hopeless and it’s kind of getting dark everywhere that I want to escape to where God always is, where it’s safe and everything is put right and meant to be. So this is the encouragement for closing the past year for me:

I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.

John 16:33

And amidst all the many voices of the world, this just stays with me. It just reverberates and it never gets old no matter how many times it’s repeated. It’s so comforting that God’s got your back. Who cares what flimsy promises people make when this is God’s own promise:

Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will not pass away.

Matthew 24:35

Bam. It’s like you read that and you’ll just go “Yesssss Amen yo, amen.” *Fist bumps Jesus* “My homie, my homie. We bros.”

Now for the new year!

I want to do a little more on praise and worship entering the new year which I feel is a bit lacking in my current walk. I want to P&W alone, with people, among people, everywhere, anytime.

…be filled with the Spirit, addressing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody to the Lord with your heart, giving thanks always and for everything to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, submitting to one another out of reverence for Christ.

Ephesians 5:18-21

Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly, teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, with thankfulness in your hearts to God. And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.

Colossians 3:16-17

Reading this just makes me feel happy man. They’re almost the same so that counts as one passage hohoho.

Basically, my life mission is to really be this:

In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.

Matthew 5:16 (regarding being a city on a hill and a lamp on a stand)

Basically basically.

And my final focus is the word, knowing it and feeding it and just chewing on it. Keep the fire burning.

For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.

Hebrews 4:12

Too true. It really just cuts straight to the heart and sometimes I’d rather it not but it’s all for good, it’s the only way to change and stuff. Really have to spend more time on this wordy aspect. It can be boring especially when I’m tired but when I’m in trouble and stressed, it is these words of life that just come to me, surround me and give breath. Hence,

My son, be attentive to my words; incline your ear to my sayings. Let them not escape from your sight; keep them within your heart. For they are life to those who find them, and healing to all their flesh.

Proverbs 4:20-22

This is God’s own voice and it comes to me when I least expect it. So stocking up on the Word is definitely what I’m trying to do next year. I’m thinking that consistency is key.

Yay I managed to finish this in time! That took me a while. But yes.

Hope you all have a fantastic new year ahead!!!

Much Love ❤


Mandate for Living (on The Edge)

Day 2’s morning message by Jeremy Seaward! My notes look somewhat more coherent so here goes!

23 Jesus replied, “The hour has come for the Son of Man to be glorified. 24 Very truly I tell you, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds. 25 Anyone who loves their life will lose it, while anyone who hates their life in this world will keep it for eternal life. 26 Whoever serves me must follow me; and where I am, my servant also will be. My Father will honor the one who serves me.

27 “Now my soul is troubled, and what shall I say? ‘Father, save me from this hour’? No, it was for this very reason I came to this hour. 28 Father, glorify your name!”

Then a voice came from heaven, “I have glorified it, and will glorify it again.”

John 12:23-28

This is the mandate for our lives: we are called to bear fruit and make disciples. Like a little seed, he has already given us the capacity and the potential to grow and bear fruit, he has already given us resources to carry out his will. We haven’t been called to an impossible task.

Stop comparing and wishing to be someone else. God made you to be you, to carry out his will. Sure, someone else may be mightily serving God in one area but you can be equally mighty in other areas which you’re just good at. Different strengths doesn’t mean one is better than the other. God needs different people to carry out his huge plan so don’t worry about not having a part to play in it. You just play your part well and do your best.

So how can we live up to do this mandate?

Number one, get a new culture. We need to adopt a culture opposite to the world’s. The world promotes a culture where it’s all about you. We do everything for ourselves, we push ourselves so hard for our own name and our own achievements. In this world, we are so focused in ourselves and promoting ourselves (hint hint social media) that that’s what we invest our whole lives into. We don’t impact other people and leave any kind of legacy. Our lives just kind of start and end in ourselves. They don’t make a difference to anyone else. Life shouldn’t just be confined to ourselves. We can go more and we should go beyond just ‘me’. In that sense, such a self-absorbed life is kind of meaningless and definitely fruitless. Draw this parallel to the seed in the verse. If we cling onto the seed and don’t plant it, we can’t gain real life because we can’t bear fruit. God gave us this life, this seed and we are the stewards of it. One day, we are going to be accountable to how we use this life. It may seem very far away but the day will come in the end. And I’d like to be able to account for it in the face of God. So maybe it’s time to ask yourself: what exactly am I living for? Is it worth dying for? How about investing yourself in someone else, investing in someone else’s growth? The results go beyond physical material achievements. Because you’d be touching someone else’s life. And that’s really something.

I’ve been touched by people who are so humble and don’t think they’re anyone out of the ordinary. They just do what they do so faithfully and it’s just special. You can see these people have gone beyond just thinking for themselves. They care for other people, like really care. I’m amazed by how they do it and, being the one on the receiving end, I can say that it makes a difference. It really does. It’s time to make natural decisions that have spiritual implications. Our priorities show in what we spend our time and money on. We may say we don’t have time to do Bible study but have time to Facebook. That already hints at our priorities. Give up our normality for a new normal and a new culture.

Second, change your environment. It’s not enough to be a power-packed seed bursting with potential if it’s not planted. So be planted. Go out to be planted in a different environment from where you’ve grown. If you grew on a cob, you can’t expect to stay on the cob and grow another plant. You have to be plucked out and planted in the ground. Be planted in a harvest of different people. Get out of your safe, homogenous culture where everyone thinks like you. It’s comfortable and you get along and that’s great, but it’ll mean little to be planted there if you manage to grow at all.

This is something I need to apply to myself too. I had a culture shock entering university after my relatively sheltered experience in my previous schools. I was exposed to people from all walks of life with very contrasting mindsets from me. It was daunting, to say the least, and I felt that it wasn’t my ideal crowd at all. I remembered feeling uncomfortable with these new friends. I wanted to flow with a different crowd of people, not these. So I was a little :/ and I wanted to break into different circles which was also difficult because everyone had more or less drifted and cemented into their own groups. God reminded me, though, that He has placed me in the exact place He wanted me to be in. He knows best and there’s no mistake about His plan. Besides, it had always been something of a motto for me to bloom where I was planted. His reminder comforted me even though I still had zero idea how to communicate and chill around these new people but as long as He is with me, it’s a good enough reason not to run away but to try harder.

Thirdly, lay down your life. Die to yourself. Recognise that this life is not your own, it’s God’s. He purchased it with His own blood so technically, He owns you. Yet, He’s big enough to give us our free wills and not force us into anything. Recognising that our life is God’s is the point we have to reach to be able to change to become more like Jesus, more like the salt and light of the world. If you throw the fruit down in the dirt, it doesn’t grow. Instead, it decomposes and becomes like the dirt. That’s not being planted. Similarly, some people compromise in order to fit in and to share but they do it to the point that their own lights dim. They compromise such that there isn’t a difference between the said salt and light of the world and the others. If you’re going to mingle in a certain crowd of people to share God’s grace, make sure you don’t compromise on your light. Yes, Jesus himself mingled and ate with the ‘sinners’ because He said (and I agree) that it is the sick who need the doctor, not the healthy, that he came to call sinners, not the righteous. (Hence, He called me woohoo) He maintained his light to save the sick. He was and is truly interested in these people to know him. So this is just a reminder. Plant the seed and the goodness in the dirt will come out as fruit and its seeds can also be planted in time to come.

Dying to myself is something I find myself constantly praying. Every time I pray, it’s always “Please help me to be less and you to be more. Help me to pick up the cross and follow you.” because I’m so full of myself. When I think I’m empty, I become so full of myself again really quickly. It’s kind of ego-centric much and it really hinders me from following and taking up the cross. Working on it.

There is actually a second session to Day 2 which I will try to get up as soon as I can! I’ve been a bit thrown off schedule because I’d just come back from a church youth camp which was fiery to say the least and there are a lot more interesting thoughts there too. Also a little behind on WP because I’d finally started a Fanfiction and have been getting really encouraging reviews on that hoho. I’ll be away again for a Christmas holiday so in case I miss you all, have yourself a merry little Christmas~ 😀

Dropped Thought

Out of everything God promises us, we’re only called to do one very little thing. We’re called to believe. Yet, sometimes believing is the hardest thing for us to do.

We could if we wanted to. God himself promises that He will help us believe if we asked.

But we don’t.

Sometimes I wonder how God stands us.

Awakening (on The Edge)

This was the message on the first night of the Conference. The points are a little scattered and sketchy because I just note-dropped them into my notebook whenever I heard something that struck me so it can come across haphazard. Still, I tried to neaten them for easy reading and added my own thoughts along the way so here goes.

15 For this reason, ever since I heard about your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love for all God’s people, 16 I have not stopped giving thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers. 17 I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know him better. 18 I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, 19 and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength 20 he exerted when he raised Christ from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms, 21 far above all rule and authority, power and dominion, and every name that is invoked, not only in the present age but also in the one to come.

Ephesians 1: 15

On the first night of the rally, we were given the message of awakening, a call to be stirred and awakened. Poncho Lowder was speaking and he defined the word “revelation” to be “uncover and awaken us to what we have never known before”.

Christianity is an ongoing revelation, a relationship of knowing more of God as He is revealed to us. It’s not just a moment of accepting Jesus into our lives, it’s a journey of living in His reality. The accepting Jesus bit may be a moment, it may be the moment, but it’s essentially the starting point of a very long race. This is a different race whereby you are already a winner just by entering into it. The catch is to actually finish this race and claim your full and complete victory. That’s how I think of it anyways. In that sense, maybe the word ‘race’ is not even accurate. You’re not competing to outrun anyone. You’re just on a road to where God wants you to be, to be what God wants you to be. When you make the decision to join Jesus on this journey and walk this path to get there, you know it’s as good as having it, of being there. Almost. You have to actually finish the walk and reach the end. It’s mayn’t be an easy walk. In fact, it’ll be really long and hard. But it’s a good walk because you’ll get to walk with Jesus and know him better. Walking with Him will take you where you need to be because you become more like Him. And that, essentially, is our end point. This is a journey where every step really counts to reach the goal. There’s more to experience than what we already know, or think we know. And this walk is the walk. I’d say it’s worth it.

One of the other key takeaways I had was on David and how he respected everything God told him to do. I liked this point on David. I really liked this point on David. David looked at everything God told him to do with the equal reverence, be it taking care of a few sheep or slaying Goliath. He just brought home the point on how if one can be trusted with little things, one can be trusted with big things because of how he did not belittle anything he was told to do. As long as God said it, even the smallest thing like caring for sheep he did with his utmost. He understood how nothing is small in the kingdom of God. If David risked his life to fight off the lion and the bear for the sake of a few sheep, he can be used by God to fight off a giant for his country. He understood and lived in the reality of God. He didn’t see the giant when he declared his intentions to fight Goliath. He saw someone who mocked and belittled the name of the living God. And that was enough for him to fight Goliath.

His calling to be king of Israel (since he had already been anointed by prophet Samuel) was also challenged by this Philistine. When we are called by God, we will face challengers. It ought to be expected. Jesus himself was whisked into the desert and went 40 days without food to be tempted by the devil after he was baptised by John. It really shouldn’t come across as a strange thing to find challenges when we feel strong and super holy after mountaintop experiences. I don’t get why some Christians complain and grumble like anything after mountaintop experiences. It’s like you never expected hardships and think that God’s here to make it easy and solve all your problems for you or something. It’s because you’re following God that the world will throw everything in the book at you. When you’re with God, you’re basically an enemy of the world. Naturally, you’ll face a lot of opposition. What God promises is not the absence of hardship but his presence, his wisdom and peace and strength to help you endure and grow under it to become more like him. If you can stand firm in the little things, then you’ll be able to stand firm in storms.

This also hit home about humility. You can’t be great if you can’t or won’t be small and weak. I bet David never thought that caring for sheep would prepare him to lead Israel or be king. He didn’t do it because he knew it would prepare him to face Goliath. He was just doing what God told him to and he did it well and faithfully. And that kind of faith stood him well against Goliath when he needed it to. Imagine if David grumbled about caring for sheep. Imagine if he had run away when the lion or bear came for his flock. How could he be used by God to lead Israel? If he couldn’t be little, he would never have been able to be great. The fact that he even did the little things he was entrusted with well without knowing the future of him being king already shows the faith this kid had. That’s admirable and it’s difficult to practise in real life but this is the kind of faith God is looking for.

The other trickles of takeaways:

Enlightened – something that was there but we couldn’t tell because there was no light. Guess who’s the light.

We are not natural beings experiencing a supernatural experience. We are spiritual beings experiencing natural life. We can go beyond just this life. Live a life of significance where you use the natural events to impact the spiritual and the eternal. More on this the next post, this bit gets me excited hohoho.

Don’t let the natural, worldly mirror define you. Don’t use your failures and your accomplishments to define you. You aren’t what you do. You are what God made you to be. Quite simply, you’re a kid of Christ. That’s your identity. I can say it and you may know it, but it takes a while to know-know it, to really believe it and live like you believe it and not forget it. Still, there it is. Chew on it some. Use the Bible as your mirror. The Bible’s God standard. If we were created by Him, it’d do us wise and good to read up about how we were meant to live, created to be.

God has plans for you. He has awakenings planned. Get excited!

Live in today’s revelation, not yesterday. This one surprisingly struck me. (In retrospect, everything did strike me as stuff I already knew but forgot and never practiced so it all comes out as new) Live in today’s revelation of God, not just yesterday’s. Yes, you may have had a holy experience yesterday. Remember it and all that you’ve learnt from that but don’t live in it. Live in today’s revelation. Keep seeking him, seek him today, seek him everyday. There’s something for you everyday. Don’t miss it. I always had the tendency to kind of ‘slack off’ my quiet time (QT) and devotions if I felt like I really put in a lot of effort for the QT the day before. It’s the mentality of ‘oh, I did so much yesterday, it’ll carry over to today’. No. No, that’s not the point, girlie. The point is to actually spend time and know him everyday. You can’t carry over that kind of thing. Yes, he is still good and will always be and he will love and remember you from yesterday but it’s not like you refill the ‘good girl’ bar and wait for a few days for it to run low before next meeting with God. It’s like…like eating. You gotta eat everyday to grow. You can’t just eat when you’re at the point of dying. Sure, you’ll live, but barely, and you won’t be able to live strong and healthy and do things. You won’t be able to grow. It’s ok to not feel awesome and beaming and super holy after QT. It’s not only those kind of QTs that count. Just doing QT will strengthen you even if you don’t think so or you don’t feel it. Be faithful in these daily, little things, y’know?

Lastly, God only has children, not grandchildren! And I’m one and you’re one! Woohoo~

Dropped Thought

I want to I want to I want to peek through this shut door. It doesn’t feel right shut. I want to see what has happened on the other side.

I’ve thought about this moment all the time and now I’m here, ready, somewhat ready to peek through it.

I’m thinking that I’ve laid myself aside enough to peek through the door. Then why am I still so scared? Scared of getting hurt? Have I not put myself down yet? Will I ever be ready, be so laid aside to be brave enough? I don’t think so.

I’m here, with my phone in hand. And I want to say something to open the door. But I only type two words, Hey, you, and I can’t seem to type anymore. I don’t know what to type. Or what to say. I love you I miss you. How are you? I wish I could do that, but I’m not willing to have you reply just with I’m fine and leave me hanging, waiting with what I always feel is annoyance to my questions.

I say I’m ready to be hurt if it comes to it and that I’m not expecting a great show of zapping messages at the gain of opening this door again.

But I think I still do have expectations. That’s why I’m staying my hand although I want to open this darn door.

I realize I just want to show you I’m here. But I can’t do that through the phone without saying anything. I couldn’t bear another anticlimactic one word conversation, where I feel like I’m a burden to you.

Am I doing this for myself? Out of guilt? To make myself more comfortable or something?

It just don’t feel right. Maybe an anticlimactic conversation is good enough. I admit that I’d want more. But I’ll deal.

What’s the point of being a writer when words don’t come when you need them?

It’s because I don’t need words. It’s beyond words. The words I’ll eventually type you won’t mean a thing.

I just used them to open a door and I don’t know how much I need to give to keep it open. Or to shut it again.

Off The Edge

Wow, so yesterday marked the last day of the 3 day conference called The Edge Conference and I have been so mightily touched and encouraged by everything I’ve seen and heard. Buzzing from the excitement and everything. God is good. God is very very good. There were many timely reminders in the sermons throughout the 3 days and I hope to cover some of them here, at least those which gave me the ‘Aha!’ moment and impacted me.

First and foremost though, on a personal level, it was pretty much an eye-opening experience, mostly due to the whole set-up and context of the conference. It was really different. The worship and culture, that is. And that actually allowed me opportunity for growth. God is faithful and He set my heart right to be able to worship in a new place.

Now, I have to admit, I had a really bad attitude regarding changes in the environment and basically accepting and embracing new styles and experiences. I don’t like new things. Or the unknown. I don’t really like change. I like familiarity and the comfort of that. I like thinking that what I’ve experienced is already the best version of everything else. I’m a bit of a narrow-minded person. Which is sad. I don’t want to be narrow-minded. Narrow-minded people can be so difficult to deal with. Coincidentally, mother was telling me how I’m rather close-minded and really ought to keep an open mind to things. (We were discussing modules for the next semester at school and I was making sour faces at the thought of a business module which I didn’t really care for. I argued that I would try it and do my best if I had to take it but it doesn’t mean I’ll like it. She said I was inflexible and would die in the real world if I kept like that. She didn’t want me to die in the working world.)

So it was quite a culture shock for the several youths including me that came to attend. For one thing, the worship in our church isn’t quite as loud. Or long. Or elaborate. The band here was huge. Large. Think three electric guitarists, two acoustic guitars, two basses, three singers, a drummer and keyboardist and the worship leader huge. And the lights. The strobe lights. The disco-ish lights. The wall of background lights. Let’s not forget the smoke machine. And the swinging cameras to capture the worship in action. This was a huge a deal in the conference. The worship was a huge deal. The light shows were all coordinated to the almost overly loud music. All the technology and everything. So much effort went into this stuff. Also, while we were used to pre-service prayers being more quiet, more meditative (to, after all, still ourselves from life and prepare our hearts for worship), the pre-service prayers here were full-force declamatory and just so…hyped. I always thought pre-service prayers were like worship warm-ups so it was a little shocking for the pre-service prayers here to be so almost full-swing worship already. And while our church is decently up-to-date with technology and has really talented musicians serving the congregation, we didn’t do so…much. So loudly at least.

Continue reading “Off The Edge”

Milk Trees and Singing Cyclists

Hellooo~ Wow been so MIA lately that I’ve have forgotten how to adequately begin a post. Anyhoos.

Mother, brother and I went to the park to cycle today. Brother has got a project for school which somehow or another involves cycling and stopping every 10 minutes to check how much distance we covered. Don’t ask me. Seems like some kind of Math project.

My whimsical dream writer bicycle, complete with woven basket and roses for the vintage writer look~

I always liked cycling. I always imagined writers as cyclists, simply because it’s such a one-man way of transportation, like the modern horse. You can go anywhere on bike. Well, almost anywhere. And it’s so light and everything. I used to imagine myself in my so-called writer’s garb (think trench coat and scarf) cycling around the university to get from place to place. It’s such a lovely, whimsical picture to imagine. Reality is that the weather here is most definitely not the weather for writer’s garb, the campus grounds are extremely hilly and cycling might prove to be the not-so-smart way to get from place to place. Besides, I’ve heard of friends who’ve had their bikes stolen even though they locked them up. So that’s where my cycling dream ended. But I’m happy enough to travel on foot and by bus.

I still like cycling, although I’m not so crazy about it as I used to be. My brother and I have long outgrown our bikes (which may have been possibly untouched for the last 10 years) so we went to get rentals. The rented bike was weird. The seat was too far from the handlebars but you don’t notice these things in the first 2 minutes of trying it out so I had to live with it for the next hour or so.

I am embarrassed to say that the first twenty minutes in really wore me out. My body had been so acclimatised to inaction that a mere 20 minutes had me struggling to keep my breakfast down. When I was little, nothing in the world could convince me to stop cycling and get off my bike. I felt like I could go on forever with the wind in my face, travelling for miles. Now, I had to stop (whilst my brother whip out his paper and pen to calculate his Math) and really take a break before continuing the ride. Reality shock much. After the first two stops though, my body got the hang of things and I felt loads better, much more like my old self. The wind was blowing and it wasn’t crowded or too hot so the rest of the journey was much more pleasant. Brother pulled ahead all the time (long legs) but he stopped every 10 minutes to do his calculations so I managed to catch up.

Along the way, I caught sight of really pretty places in the park. As I cycled past, I just thought to myself how it looks so much like an enchanted forest and how it looked as if something from Narnia or the Hobbit could be set in. Ok, it wasn’t as magical or lovely as Middle Earth and Narnia themselves but it was a little out of this world. I was too lazy to stop and take pictures though. I was tired and stopping for pictures would throw off my pace. As I had yet to acquire a Google glass which will take pictures for me, I did the next best thing. I just opened my mouth and let the wind blow it all in and I swallowed it and so now the bit of magic stays with me. It’s not as weird as it sounds. Or maybe it is. JUDGE ME NOT. (Possibly the effects of the last chapter of Coetzee’s Foe. If Friday can keep the sounds of the island in his mouth, I can keep the scenes of the park in mine. Ha. So there.)

I took a picture of this one enchanted forest before calling it quits. I don’t know why the trees look purple here. A bit of magic, y’think? 😉

I spy with my little eye an enchanted clearing with purple trees~

This wasn’t the most magic looking scene I found but it was the first I bothered taking before I got lazy.

The other thing I was fascinated by were these trees with really really white trunks. I’ve named them ‘Milk Trees’ because they look like magic milk chocolate trees.

Pretty Little Milk Trees!

I’m not a ‘planty’ person so these trees could be diseased for all I know and I’d still think they look beautiful. I went up to one of them and peeled back whatever it is they’re shedding to reveal the really nice white trunk underneath. The white is really stark against the ordinary brown trunks. I just think they’re pretty.

There are ordinary trees…and then there are Milk Trees. Can’t see the normal trees with all those Milk Trees in the picture though
I am a happy Milk Tree

Ok, I just went to Google ‘Milk tree’ and there apparently are such trees which give milk… Darn it. I really wanted the trees I found to be called milk trees too. If you came here thinking you would see trees that have milk in them, I’m sorry to disappoint, I was referring to these lovely trees that look milk-covered. Life is full of disappointments.

Throughout the cycling journey, when I wasn’t bothered by the foreignness of a rented bike and my aching butt, songs began playing in my head that just seemed to accompany the whole cycling thing.

I was just thinking how absolutely appropriate Phil Collins’ song “Strangers Like Me” would go with cycling, especially with the cool intro. Gives the whole cycling pace momentum. I recalled playing some of the Carpenters’ songs in my head too. “Only Yesterday” and “All You Get From Love is a Love song”. Stuff like that. On the way back, I found myself attuned to “Marry You” by Bruno Mars, some Christian songs and Tchaikovsky’s “Swan Lake” when I cycled past the reservoir.

Apparently, bro was also singing to himself. He said he was cycling and singing (alliteration alliteration oh how I love alliteration) and a cyclist passed by and gave him a weird look hahaha. I was whistling. I whistled some parts of “O Magnum Mysterium”, the Alleluia bits and I was thinking how lovely it’d be if my choir mates were here too and were all singing and harmonising on bikes. Haha. Another bike dream.

All in all, it was a very tiring, fulfilling and much needed exercise outdoors for me. I haven’t exercised that much for the longest time and it feels good. My lungs feel like they’ve expanded to its max capacity and I’m using all of my lungs to breathe now as I should instead of just a little of it. I was also really excited by the slight blue of my veins that made their brief appearance on my thighs before hiding under all my fat again. They’ve never worked so hard in pumping my blood for a long while. Mother brought us for a really excellent lunch to round up everything. No pictures of lunch though. I’m no food photographer. I only take pictures of interesting things like trees. Hohoho.

Brother had better get an A for all my hard work.