Went jogging yesterday with my PGP cluster mates. I think we jogged about 1km, and ended up at NUH food court for dinner and durian ice-kanjang. Hmm... wonder if we ate more calories than what was burned. Well, at least it's a start =) Anyway, we had a really good time and decided to make this a weekly outing! Next week, we'll be jogging up kent ridge park to see the sunset (hopefully)!

Recently, I feel as if I'm searching for something. Yet, I remember that I have already found Him. So, what is it that I am searching for? There must be something more, I believe... A relationship with Him...

Am touched, by Ruth's entries... Have decided to copy some entries here, which I think are so beautiful...

"15 Jan 2005
Am in the cluster again typing out my notes, and as it always is in the dead of night have been thinking back about things, and thinking about people, and just basically thinking.
Was thinking about the humility of some of the people in my life. They are capable of great things, yet seem to be content continually doing small ones, not trying to stand out in any way. They say little, but the little they say says alot. These people will be great people next time. You never know what is going on in their hidden lives, but you can see in their outer lives how little they think about themselves and how much of others, how little they want to reveal of themselves lest they boast, but you can see it anyway.
Beside these people I feel very small.Humility isknowing you are the same as everyone else knowing you are as prone to falling as everyone else seeing others as better than yourself saying little, and yet encouraging through the little you say
All I can do is learn... through my mistakes, through watching the lives of others, through being willing to take a backseat, think big, start small, and build deep. *
*copyright of WL

14 Jan 2005
There is someone who never sleeps
I wonder if his eyes ever get tired
and I wonder if they really brighten with joy
When he sees us thinking, searching, running after Him

He makes birds to sing sweetly in the daytime
and the long haunting calls of the wolves at night
He puts songs and a longing in the hearts of man
yet for them his soul was overwhelmed with sorrow

Who is this God that I know?
Is there so much more to Him that I cannot see
Is there more of Him that He hides from me
Did he know he would give up his life for me
When he said, smear the blood on your doorposts?

What is he like, this friend of mine
Does he see all my sorrows and my fragile life
Does he really hold all my dreams in his hand
As I give them up, for something better?

Why does he say, lose your life and you'll find it
He knew what it was to lose a life
To lose fame, to lose beauty, to lose friends, to lose flesh
For the sweat and tears and agony

Will I ever feel this agony?
Can I know what it was like for him there?
Could I see, could I understand his love for me
that at this hour a friend is still awake
a friend who gave all up for me.

12 Jan 2005
As I walk to the library in the morning,
I pass trees still bare in the winter gloom.
As they hold out their arms to the heavens
I can feel they are longing for renewal soon.

They stand still, and silent, and waiting
and whisper in hope as the breezes blow
They are broken, devoid of all their gaiety
And each bends to hide his battered soul.

O trees, I wish that I could tell you
You are as lovely now as you will ever be then
In your barrenness and brokenness
You are beautiful, beautiful to me.

When one day, you burst in colour joyful
And you fling your tresses out and sing
Just remember you were once a broken,
a beautiful, sad and lonesome lovely thing."

Such beautiful poems, bring me back to the first love, which drew me to Him... realise that I have not been very humble, have not been very loving... somehow, it seems so difficult...

Show me how to love, Lead me in your ways... and keep me close to You...