reason for no new posts

I know it’s been a while since my last post and my excuse is that something happened to occupy a lot of space in my head and I just did not know whether to write in down or not. And as for writing down other things, that might work if not for the fact that that one thought has been occupying too much space in my mind.

I guess I’ve decided to write it down so that I can get my thoughts straight and so that I can go on to write about other things. I guess I’ll go against my history student nature and not put what I’m talking about in the opening few paragraphs but just let it develop as it goes along. I’m doing this just because I’m bored and wish to entertain and inform more than to reveal my innermost thoughts and feelings.

Well, it all started a couple of weeks ago when I went for the Light Up UH thing, which I wrote here sometime back. During the event, we were sort of randomly split up into groups to go and pray over different places in the university. I say sort of because being the college student I am, I decided to cheat and join a group with the rest of the Catholic Campus Ministry people.
(A small disclaimer here, College students don’t always cheat and in all honesty, I’ve never cheated in my life. That has got more to do with my pride than any integrity thing.)

Anyway, along with the CCM people there were 2 other prayer-thletes, (pronounced pr-athletes) from other groups within the UH community. One girl was from the Baptist Ministry I think and the other girl was from an organisation called YWAM. (pronounced why wam) She told us that she wasn’t a student at UH but she was just attached to the YWAM base that’s situated just outside the UH campus.

In exercising my mind-reading abilities I know that you might be asking what is a prayer-thlete? Well, it’s something I just came up with that I thought was pretty cool. Nobody refers to themselves as prayer-thletes but I just think that they could if they wanted to. The second reading I’m getting is what on earth is YWAM? I know that this might be the question in your minds because while you were sleeping, I secretly infiltrated your brains and placed that question inside.


OK, back to reality now, what is YWAM? YWAM stands for Youth With A Mission. How awesome is that? Most of the youth I know have no idea about what they should do with their lives and I’m pretty sure many adults don’t really know either. And here, in the middle of an island paradise, I find young people with a MISSION. Think about it. It’s like being in NS, you’re always training and waiting for something to happen and hoping that nothing does. And then suddenly, YOU get a mission. You’re scared out of your wits but then, now you know what it’s all about.

I always meet people who ask me what they are doing here or what we are doing here. I don’t know why they ask me but apparently, they trust my opinions. Here’s the thing; my opinions don’t count. In all honesty, if you know why you’re on this planet, you don’t need to ask somebody else and if you don’t know yet, you really need not bother about it until you know. These people in YWAM knew what they were doing on earth; they got their Ops Orders. (I can’t remember if this is the correct step. I think I missed a few. If any guys actually read this blog, please correct me if I’m wrong)

Anyway, I got to speaking to Laura, (that’s her name) and as we were speaking I told her that I’m Singaporean (and bloody proud of it) and she was excited because she’s been to Singapore once and would love to go there again. I also found out that she’s in love with Southeast Asia and that she really wants to go and do missionary work in Thailand. Also, she had just come back from doing about half a year in Timor Lieste and that she was born in Irian Jaya. (that’s the Indonesian side of Papua New Guinea)

For those guys who think they know me well, yes, she’s cute but that really doesn’t matter at all. I told her about the free movies I watch every Wednesday at the Korean Centre and asked her if she was interested in watching Southeast Asian movies for free. Needless to say that being a SEA-phile she was really excited and so I got her email and forwarded the messages I got about the movies to her. I also asked her if she’d like to grab a coffee or something sometime so I could talk to her about the mission stuff and all.

She was only too happy to talk to me about missionary work and we met on Sunday to talk about it over a cup of green tea latte at Starbucks. She also brought a friend of hers named Uriah who had just come back from doing a mission Cambodia. And I as I talked to them, I began contemplating about my own purpose in life and as we each shared our own stories, I just felt more and more enriched with each passing minute. It was a great experience.

I think that meeting them and engaging them in conversation was very important and so I’ll write more about that in another post. For now, I’ll just conclude because I think that this might be just going for a tad too long already. I’m almost hitting a thousand words and I know that your attention is starting to wane now. So I’ll continue this thread in my next post.

As for the thought, I’m thinking of doing some missionary work. Yup, that’s it…