A sick man turned to his doctor, as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said, “Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side.”
Very quietly, the doctor said, “I don’t know.”
“You don’t know? You, a Christian man, do not know what is on the other side?”
The doctor was holding the handle of the door; on the other side came a sound of scratching and whining, and as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.
Turning to the patient, the doctor said, “Did you notice my dog? He’s never been in this room before. He didn’t know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, and when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, but I do know one thing… I know my Master is there and that is enough.”
Hebo!
As the title of this post suggests..I now have a tumblog AKA a tumblr blog. WOOOO *scream and cheer*
I'll still be keeping this blog and updating it whenever I feel like it. The tumblog is just like my extra secondary blog kind of thing.
Anyway..check out my tumblog at www.beckythebouncy.tumblr.com
there's no tagboard on my tumblog...so if you wanna tag, tag HERE on this blog.
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AHHHHH...CHINESE MID-YEAR IS ON MONDAY! AHHHHHHH.
Everyone should freak out now and run around in circles. Because when I panic, you have reason to panic. I need to memorise thousands of things during this weekend. Why does china even have to exist? No China = NO Chinese. We could learn latin or something. But then again, who ever said latin was simpler than chinese.
Time flies like a concorde - fast and high.
There's about 20 weeks left to O levels..zzzzzz
I shall start studying history once I finish my HUGE pandan cake..yum.
The war begins now.
I just finished reading Mitch Albom's newest book "Have A Little Faith", and just like any other Mitch Albom book...it was AWESOME with a capitally-gigantic "A". Whenever I read his books, I'll always find tears trickling down the side of my cheeks, because of his utmost sincerity and humility. "Have A Little Faith" was no exception:')
It's about an unusual request: an eighty-two-year-old rabbi from Mitch's old hometown asks him to deliver his eulogy. Feeling unworthy, Mitch insists on understanding the man better, which throws him back into a world of faith he'd left many many many years ago. Meanwhile, closer to his current home, Mitch becomes involved with a Detroit pastor - a reformed drug dealer and convict - who preaches to the poor and homeless in a decaying church with a hole in its roof.
I love Mitch Albom's style of writing...it's like his signatory kind of thing. There aren't really any fancy words. Mitch likes to talk deeeeeeeep subjects, touching stories..stuff that really captures me, but he writes in a manner that leaves no one guessing at what he says. He's got a way of helping you walk a mile in his shoes as he learns to walk a few miles in someone else’s shoes (just like To Kill A Mockingbird :D). It is one man's journey, but it is everyone's story.
This book raised a lot of questions in my mind. It led me to reflect on my own religion, Christianity, and how much I've changed throughout my 15 and a half years of life. In particular, it made me think about how Christianity influences my outlook on the events of my life, and my hopes for the future and the way I interact with peeps (be it non-christians or christians) around me.
One of my favourite parts:
"I had a doctor once who was an atheist. This doctor, he liked to jab me and my beliefs. He used to schedule my appointments deliberately on saturdays, so I would have to call the receptionist and explain why, because of my religion, that wouldn't work."
Nice guy, I said.
"Anyhow, one day, I read in the paper that his brother had died. So I made a condolence call."
After the way he treated you?
"In this job," The Reb(Rabbi) said, "you don't retaliate."
I laughed.
"So I go to his house, and he sees me. I can tell he is upset. I tell him I am sorry for his loss. And he says, with an angry face, 'I envy you.' "
" ' Why do you envy me?' I said.
" ' Because when you lose someone you love, you can curse God. You can yell. You can blame him. You can demand to know why. But I don't believe in God. I'm a doctor! And I couldn't help my brother!'
"He was near tears. 'Who do I blame?' he kept asking me. 'There is no God. I can only blame myself.' "
The Reb's face tightened, as is in pain.
"That," he said, softly, "is a terrible self-indictment."
Worse than an unanswered prayer?
"Oh yes. It is far more comforting to think God listened and said no, than to think that nobody's out there."
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The next book I'm gonna finish will probably be "Mister God, This Is Anna", followed by "Apache", then "The Blind Side". And then I can finally start on DAN BROWN'S THE LOST SYMBOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
For just a moment,
I wish I could have been there,
To see Your first step, hear Your very first word.
Tell me, did You ever fall and scrape Your knee?
Did You know Your wounds would one day heal the world?
For just one moment,
I wish I could have seen You growing,
Learning the ways of a carpenter's son.
Just a little boy gazing at the stars,
Did You remember creating every one?
If you passed by, would I have seen a child or a King? Would I have known?
I wish I could have been there,
My only wish is to see You, face to face.
Wish I could have been there,
Just to see You, Jesus, face to face.
For just a moment,
I wish I could have been there,
When You left Your footprints upon the waves,
To walk along beside You and never look away.
Just Your whisper and the wind and sea obey.
To see You feed the people,
To feel Your healing in Your touch.
I wish I could have been there,
My only wish is to see You, face to face.
Wish I could have been there,
Just to see You, Jesus, face to face.
To hear you pray in the garden alone,
Laying down Your will with each tear.
To see You walk that lonely road,
Willing to die for me.
And in that moment,
I know I should have been there.
You took my cross and gave Your life,
And You live again!
Wish I could have been there,
My only wish is to see You rise again.
Wish I could have been there,
My only wish is to see You, Jesus, face to face.
Someday I'll be there, I'm gonna be there.
I'll see Your face, Your mercy, Your grace.
Someday, someday,
I'm going to see You, Jesus,
Face to face.