The Poem
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry to work
For bills would soon be due.
So i knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Chrisitan duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I fear.
No time, no time, too much to do.
That was my constant cry,
No time to give souls in need.
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in His hands God held a book
It was the book of Life.
God looked into His book and said,
"Your name I cannot find
I was once going to write it down,
But never found the time"
some stuff to ponder on i presume.
afterall, i guess God didnt get Joce to speak to me for no reason.
& after all that's happening,
i really think God should be the one im seeking answers in.
i really wish i could lead a spirit-filled life.
it's really time to align my focus to God,
lay everything at the foot of the cross.
because when our problems are compared,
they are nothing.
how more apt can the poem be,
describing most of our lives.
just now, i was talking to a friend from PL,
we went to Thailand in P6 together for a mission trip.
what's alarming, she's now no longer christian,
and im really hurt to know that.
i tried bringing up Christ,
but only to be put down.
i thought twice before i said,
"but God looks at the heart"
& indeed, i got shot down.
i was afraid i might lose her as a friend,
because of God.
But i still choose to believe that
God will honour those who honour Him,
& i pray that God will touch Ruiyi somehow.
She still remembered how i brought her to church last time,
it was really quite cute.
God, i really wish you were human.
why, because-
You'd be there to answer me immediately,
Your physical presence itself would be reassuring.
& a million other reasons why.
but I'm still glad that You're Jesus Christ, Son of God.
You are who You are to make things different,
to make me realise that I need to depend on You,
& how much You really mean to me, God.
You're not human for no reason,
Because You're just too holy to be amongst us.
Sometimes in life,
we just need to take a step back and look at things at a different angle.
perhaps then we may see through that prism of indifference.
and that's the story of the heart; at
12:16 AM
The Poem
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry to work
For bills would soon be due.
So i knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Chrisitan duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I fear.
No time, no time, too much to do.
That was my constant cry,
No time to give souls in need.
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in His hands God held a book
It was the book of Life.
God looked into His book and said,
"Your name I cannot find
I was once going to write it down,
But never found the time"
some stuff to ponder on i presume.
afterall, i guess God didnt get Joce to speak to me for no reason.
& after all that's happening,
i really think God should be the one im seeking answers in.
i really wish i could lead a spirit-filled life.
it's really time to align my focus to God,
lay everything at the foot of the cross.
because when our problems are compared,
they are nothing.
how more apt can the poem be,
describing most of our lives.
just now, i was talking to a friend from PL,
we went to Thailand in P6 together for a mission trip.
what's alarming, she's now no longer christian,
and im really hurt to know that.
i tried bringing up Christ,
but only to be put down.
i thought twice before i said,
"but God looks at the heart"
& indeed, i got shot down.
i was afraid i might lose her as a friend,
because of God.
But i still choose to believe that
God will honour those who honour Him,
& i pray that God will touch Ruiyi somehow.
She still remembered how i brought her to church last time,
it was really quite cute.
God, i really wish you were human.
why, because-
You'd be there to answer me immediately,
Your physical presence itself would be reassuring.
& a million other reasons why.
but I'm still glad that You're Jesus Christ, Son of God.
You are who You are to make things different,
to make me realise that I need to depend on You,
& how much You really mean to me, God.
You're not human for no reason,
Because You're just too holy to be amongst us.
Sometimes in life,
we just need to take a step back and look at things at a different angle.
perhaps then we may see through that prism of indifference.
and the story ends like this; at
12:16 AM
