A New Year demands new resolutions!!!!

Welcome 2011!!!!! Its the 1st day of a new year........and so, I have decided to pen some thoughts on what the resolutions should be this year.......

So, resolutions so far-

1) Spend more time with God and His word - have kinda neglected this aspect of my life for a while now......mainly coz of work and early starts....mainly because I was so zonked out with the thyroid thingy....so yes, will definitely need to dig deep and drink freely from the fountain of life this year!!!!

2) Spend more time with my family- my parents, my brother, my sister and her family....my grandparents.......always so little time.....always....but that is never a good excuse!

3) Work/ Study - time to buckle up and start 'studying' for my haematology training.....but first of all, I need to fill up my log book and ace the interview!!! Have been procrastinating for the loooongest time!!!!

4) Health - being diagnosed with Grave's Disease has been tough...I hate taking pills....and I always forget!!! yes, I know, I know.....I am the world's worst patient!!!! But I will try.....and take care of myself more this year - which means health eating, good sleep hygiened, REGULAR EXERCISE ( I know, I know!).......

5) Friendships/ Relationships - looking forward to forging new friendships, strengthening the pre-existing ones....mebbe mend old friendship gone sour......mebbe.....and then of course the all consuming and perennial question of my 'love life'.......I think this single status has always bugged me.....more than I care to admit....but I also know how scared I am to be in any relationship....so for this year, I am going to hand the reins to God, sit back and enjoy the ride...and have decided to love the best I can , whoever God provides and sets in my path.......of course, that does not mean throwing my caution into the wind....its just means being open to people and not being overly judgmental at the 1st impression.....

6) Finance - have to definitely learn to be a good steward of my finances this year.....been spending wayyy too much money.....so will need to learn more constraints this year and to tighten the belt a little........also have pledged to contribute a sum to YX's education here....so hopefully I will be able to repay what my parents have given me!

7) Missions - definitely will have to get on another medical missions trip this year...so Lord, I pray for oppportunities and grace to get my leave approved......in Your time, and in Your will!!!!

Guess 7 resolutions is a good and perfect start for a new year.......

Here's wishing everyone a good and happy new 2011!!!! God bless!!!!

Happy New Year! Welcome 2011!!!

Wow! What a year it has been! All the ups and downs!! Bittersweet moments - was just reflecting on this word 'bittersweet'.....wondered why it was bitter , and then sweet rather than sweet and then bitter???? Why not call it sweetbitter? Why call it bittersweet???

Guess it was not just a play of words, it was in fact, a very apt description of life - at least for me, this word sums up the whole entire 2010!

Bitter in many areas of my life.....but tinged with the sweetness in the most improbable places at the most ridiculous times! But sweet nevertheless..... would have countless stories to tell, but it would have been recorded along the way on this blog......you could just flip the whole entire collection and come to the same conjecture as me!!!!

Since 2010 has passed, and my resolution for 2010 was for overflowing joy.....I guess in a way it was fulfilled.......not without hard work...not without brokenness....not without God! Joy can only come when you truly allow Him to work in your life.....and I am glad that I did.....mebbe not total submission, but submission and obedience nevertheless.....with pockets of rebellion here and there! ;P

Work has gone pretty smooth sailing...nothing major this year...except 1 or 2 incidents.....studies/ exams has been a major struggle this year, but I made it with God's help and mercy! ...friendships went through a pretty rough patch...but most remained intact, except for that 1 infamous one of course!!!! ....financially - tight this year, but I made it somehow by God's grace.....family - managed to spend more time with my brother this year ( unfortunately this did not extend to the rest of the extended family/ nuclear family)......a home I can call my own - the greatest privelege to date.........church - still the same, CG-less....but now a new member of AH CF!!!....relationships - still stuck in 1st gear ( shucks, don't think I ever made it to 2nd gear!!!!).....

So yeah - 2010 in a nutshell!!!

So what's in store for 2011????

Am not sure....have been too tired these days to think/ pray about it....I blame it on the thyroid problem ...and those darn anti-thyroid pills I have to take....just messes up with the energy levels ( as one friends aptly puts it)........but I know what I want/ need for 2011 - more love, more power , more of You, O Lord in my life! More grace and more mercy....both for myself and also to others around me......more patience with people - be they my juniors/ seniors/ patients/ relatives/ etc etc......more energy and more drive at work - to excel in all that I do/ work at, for the glory of God.....and last but not least, a good church and a great cell group......PLUS of course- an EQUALLY YOKED relationship....... ;)

So here's wishing everyone a very blessed and meaningful 2011!!!! God Bless!!!

Christmas madness!!!

Whew! One down - 3 more to go!!! social events, I mean......
Just organised a steamboat party at my place on the 19th of Dec.....was truly a mad mad rush...finished my night float on Saturday morning...started shopping for ingredients.....woke up at 0700 hours on Sunday to get fresh seafood from West Coast Market...then it was zipping here and there to find a steamboat pot and collect my Christmas log cake from TCC @ Anchorpoint!!!!
Then, had to dash back home to start cooking the stock for the steamboat and cut, wash and prepare all the ingredients........
Finally, all that was left to do was to wait for the guests to come....I was a bit disappointed though....some people either didn't get back to me or promised to come and then just 'fong fei gei' at the last minute....and even those who came, were pretty lukewarm in their response and was just happy to stone in front of my TV watching ' Yes Man'!!!! Talk about being antisocial.....
The worst part - they came, they ate, they left......no one even bothered to offer to help clean up after everything!!! I was indignant to say the least! Hmmph!!! This will be the first and last time I invited anyone to my place for dinner......people from work I mean.......ungrateful bunch of people who always take me for granted!!!!
And then the whole night I was thinking about Mr X who didn't come....was a bit disappointed initially but then realised it was because he wanted to spend time with his sisters who came from overseas...valid reason I guess...then started dreaming about all sorts of weird and impossible stuff....
I still can't quite get my head, or rather my heart around the fact that he is a self- professed atheist....I just can't....but I guess it's not hard to imagine since my own dad is one himself!!!! It was just difficult to accept......and then today I had a little jostle of words with this atheist - I guess he was just upset with Christians at work who made a huge fuss about being on call on Christmas....and was saying that our religion does not call us to not work on festive seasons....and I agreed with him....its not a big deal to work on Christmas....our faith does not depend on celebrating these festivities anyway....but I am sure some Christians will stare at me like I am crazy!!! hahaha....plus he did mention that surely no religion will state that we should not heal on a festival day....which I also agree!!! He should read the Bible and realise how radical Jesus was as a religious person!!! ;)
Anyway, whether Mr X acknowledges it or now....he does hold many values as those that Jesus exhorts us to do....so mebbe, just mebbe, he isn't that far off from embracing the truth and the light!!!

Shocked and disappointed......

He said, ' Aiyah! Why you so religious wan?!? No need to be so religious wan! I'm an atheist! '

Me: ' Huh?!? We are just going for dinner and a lil acapella concert after that! How is that 'religious'???? We just like to hang out with each other....'

That was the conversation I had with Mr X today. He was a guy that I had coffees with the entire of last month .....and also that late dinner one friday night...which lasted into the wee hours of the morning!!!!

I fancied him - to say the least. And 2 of my close buddies have kinda approved after seeing his picture on FB. But.....these friends aren't Christian....so I always take their advice/ approval with a pince of salt....I dun really expect them to understand the whole 'unequally yoked' business anyway.....Help me!

But today's confrontation was a bit of a shock....unexpected and disappointing....I had expected him to respect my religion...to support me....but instead of that, he ridiculed it....and exalted his position of being atheist......Why?!?

I really wanted to say to him :

- You don't know what you are missing in life
- You just don't get it do you?
- What's the point of wanting to do volunteer work with Unicef/ MSF/ etc if whatever that you do doesn't have a lasting impact after you leave???

Just because I don't share his atheist view...just because I did not want to spend time with his friends....just because of all these small lil' things, he ridiculed my faith......I was angry....fuming mad actually......but what can I do???

I can only pray that he will open his heart to Jesus...that the Holy Spirit will do a work in his life that no human being can....that the Holy Spirit will open his spiritual eyes to see his own humane-ness, lostness and blindness.....and that someday, he will accept Jesus as his own personal Lord and saviour.......

Until then, I have decided to stay away from him for a while.....to take a breather and re-evaluate my life and re-examine my heart....to understand why the Bible says -Do not be unequally yoked! .... and to ask the Holy Spirit to guard my heart and mind always......

Lord, I need You to give me the strength to walk away...the faith to trust You for the best life partner that you have prepared for me....and the peace that this will come to pass in Your time, not mine.....

The Recipe for Peace

The Recipe for Peace
How God can provide calm when busyness and stress threaten to take over
Teresa Turner Vining


My husband and I had just returned home from a hectic shopping trip. As Erik pulled into the driveway, switching off the engine, we were suddenly surrounded by the silence of the night. We sat in the darkness, reluctant to give up the first quiet moment we'd experienced that entire day. I sighed, tired from the day's activities and the thoughts of the responsibilities tomorrow already held.

A question formed on my lips, but I hesitated to speak it aloud. It was a question that had been increasingly occupying my mind, but it didn't seem like one a "good" Christian should ask.

"Where's the peace?" I finally whispered. Erik glanced quizzically in my direction. "I mean, is this all there is to the Christian life?" I continued. "Doesn't the Bible promise something about 'peace that transcends all understanding?'" Erik didn't reply.

This question continued to haunt me long after that evening. Worn down by each day's responsibilities and worries, I longed to be enveloped in the "peace of God"—that deep serenity of soul where calm and joy grow. But I had to admit, in the many years I'd been a Christian, I couldn't say that peace had characterized my life. Was this "peace" the Bible spoke of just some cold, distant theological doctrine, or something I could actually experience now?

Several days later, I read Philippians 4:4-7. I was surprised to notice for the first time that this passage that speaks of the "peace of God" also states clearly how to obtain it: "Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. … Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus" (italics added).

While I was familiar with these concepts, I had to be honest—I wasn't actually practicing them. Did I really rejoice in the Lord always? Was my life characterized by gentleness? What about being anxious? Wasn't I the one who lay awake at night worrying about how I was going to get everything done the next day? Was it really possible for a person to live as the Scripture described? Since my heart longed for peace, I decided to test this "recipe" to see what would happen.

During the next few weeks, I was amazed at the impact those verses had on my life. As I tried to obey the commands of Philippians 4, I experienced a calm that transformed my perspective and gave me new vitality. To help remember these steps to peace, I created the acronym TLC.

T—Thank God in everything.
"Rejoicing always" means being grateful to God—no matter what. We must choose to believe God's good, and choose to rejoice in that goodness.

When I began attempting this, the best I could muster was remembering to at least be thankful for the "good" things. I started building a habit of saying two-second "thanks prayers" throughout the day. "Thanks for the cool breeze." "Thanks for that encouraging call from a friend." As I practiced this, I began to see more for which to be thankful.

This finally led to my being able to give thanks for those difficult things in my life—something I hadn't been able to do before. That forced me to acknowledge that no matter how bad things look, God would work all things together for good just as he promises (Romans 8:28).

I remember one night in particular, when God gave me an opportunity to test thanking him in all things. I was facing an impossible work deadline, and home responsibilities kept piling up. Every night I crawled into bed exhausted, trying to figure out how to squeeze just a little more into each day.

At 2 a.m., I heard my 10-month-old son's cry. When Zephan awoke in the night, it always meant the same thing—another ear infection. "No!" I protested. "This can't happen—not now."

I felt guilty for selfishly thinking of how this inconvenienced me, when I should have been thinking of my son. But that didn't change the facts: Zephan wouldn't be able to go to the babysitter's for the rest of the week. I might as well kiss good-bye the thought of sleeping for the next several nights. I had no idea how I'd get my project done.

Rocking Zephan in his room, I felt my emotions rage. How could this happen? Didn't God realize this was the absolute worst time? Then I remembered the thanksgiving command. It took me some time to find the words, but as I stroked Zephan's feverish face and consciously decided to be thankful for being able to care for him, the room around me seemed to become a sanctuary. I felt the comforting presence of God's peace allowing me to actually savor this moment.

L—Love those around you.
The second command in Philippians 4 is to "let your gentleness be evident to all." When I first read this, I wondered, What does this have to do with personal peace? But when I attempted this step, I was surprised by its power.

Concentrating on showing gentleness to those with whom I came into contact cast my life in a new light. It took my focus from myself and put it on others. And it kept me relying on God, because loving responses invariably didn't come naturally—especially when I was running late with a hungry one year old who was trying to eat through the yo-gurt containers in my shopping cart, while the slowest clerk in history made mistake after mistake in ringing up the groceries. Let your gentleness be evident to all. … Let your gentleness be evident …

One day my sister and I had an argument, and I felt certain I was right. However, even as I silently rehearsed a sharp rebuttal, God reminded me of this principle. How can I show gentleness in this situation? I wondered. The answer to this question totally changed my response to her and brought an inner peace that was now becoming more familiar to me.

Allowing God's love to flow through us gives us joy and purpose despite our circumstances. And these first two steps work together. When we get the first step down—having an attitude of thankfulness—it's much easier for us to react to others in love.

C—Commit worries to God.
We've all heard we shouldn't worry. Often my silent response to this concept is something similar to a teenager's remark, Yeah, right! Worrying seems to come as naturally to the human race as getting the hiccups—and about as difficult to cure.

But, fortunately, God's Word doesn't just tell us not to worry. It gives us practical instruction on how not to worry. "Do not be anxious about anything," it says, "but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God."

I found I struggled with just deciding not to worry. But at least I could decide to pray—especially when this verse tells me exactly how—with thanksgiving.

When I was pregnant with Zephan, my physician told us our baby might have a mentally debilitating disease. Although he assured us this was just a possibility, I was heartsick. All my dreams for my child's future seemed to hang in jeopardy, and I had trouble concentrating on anything else. But I needed to commit this worry to God.

Doing that, I found, was a process, not a quick fix. But as I progressed in the process, true to God's Word, I felt an un-explainable peace. I wasn't sure God would spare our baby, but I became increasingly convinced that even if he didn't, he'd use the circumstance for good. A few months later, Zephan was born without any health problems.

Of course, the only thing that makes all these steps possible is being convinced of our heavenly Father's tender loving care. We can only be thankful in everything because we know he loves us. We can only truly love because he's shown us his unconditional love. And we can only commit our cares to him because we know he tenderly cares for us in every detail of our lives.

Some time after taking on the challenge of Philippians 4, I was traveling to help someone move when it suddenly struck me what a difference this Scripture passage had made in my life. I was still busy. I still had family, work, and church responsibilities. But somehow life was different—I was different. While it's happened subtly, I know now how it feels to be enveloped in God's peace—and I thank him for it.

Teresa Turner Vining, a freelance writer and speaker, lives in the Kansas City area.

I'm forever grateful....

Whew!!! What a relief!!!!

That was the thought in my mind on the 20th of November 2010 at 0100 hours....I was frantically checking my results online every 5 minutes whilst being on call and in between clerking patients......the stress and frenzy of it all was almost too much to bear....people were asking me already how I did....but the results were not out yet!!!!!

Then , at 1AM, I clicked again on the button and there it was!!!!

PASS!!!!

Thank You Lord! I really really am grateful!!!!

Looking back, it is not about how smart I am or how many patients I have seen ( I did that during my 1st preparation and I did not make it!)....this time round, I saw minimal patients and trusted God for His loving goodness, so that at the end of the day, I can not say that it was my own might or strength....but that it was by the grace of God!!!!!

What can I say at the end of the day???

GOD IS GOOD, ALL THE TIME ; and ALL THE TIME, GOD IS GOOD!!!!

Amen to that!!!

Am still in shock and disbelieve, but I am convinced that He cares more than I will ever know or comprehend!

Thank you Lord once again!

As the stress sets in for the last part of this race...

19th October 2010

D-Day ......as the date looms nearer and nearer....for some strange reason, I don't feel as scared or stressed as I did for my 1st attempt for this MRCP PACES exam......It's probably thanks to everyone out there who is praying for me...praying for victory.....

Was reading the Daily Bread Devotions today and this verse struck a chord in my heart:

" I will go before you and level the mountain;
I will break down the gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron."

- Isaiah 45: 2

Indeed, He goes before me and prepares the way....I only need to trust in His goodness and plans for me. Amen!

The Single Life

The Single Life: Your Mission (If You Choose to Accept It) - Susan Ellingburg

So maybe a missions trip is out this year, or maybe you've been there, done that. Maybe you, like many singles, have, um ... commitment issues ... so you don't want to sign up for a shift in the children's ministry.

Maybe you already helped build a house for a needy family, served meals at the mission, and you're not the street corner evangelism type. So what kind of "missions" work is left for you to do?

Plenty.

Look, I'm not trying to take you on a guilt trip—I promise! I'd just like to point out that missions opportunities don't always come wrapped in trips to a foreign territories or as part of organized events. There are any number of things you can do on an as-needed (or "as you can") basis. No passport or special skills required, just an open heart and a willing spirit.

For today's discussion, I've divided these opportunities into three types.
Hands On - these are face-to-face activities that require some interpersonal interaction.
Hands Off - these are 'once removed' kind of activities that may require interaction, but from a distance
Sleight of Hand -these are mission projects done "secret agent style" where no one knows it was you (except you and God, of course).
Let's begin with the ones most people find the scariest, shall we?

"Hands On" Missions
First on the list, that staple of church work everywhere, visiting shut-ins. You don't have to drop in unannounced only to sit there making awkward conversation with someone you don't know. Call ahead. Offer to bring a meal, then share it with them. Ask if they have anything you can do around the house or take a game to play. If your shut-in is elderly, ask them to tell you about their life. You may make a new friend and learn something in the process.
Then there's the flip side of shut-ins: caretaker relief. I know single moms whose dearest wish is just to go grocery shopping without their kids. Caring for aging parents can be exhausting; a few hours away can give the caretaker/child the strength to go on another day.
What about putting in a few hours at a local charity? Maybe they need their storeroom organized or help stuffing envelopes or something. It can't hurt to call and ask.
Of course, there's always good old-fashioned neighborliness. If you know someone who, for whatever reason, doesn't have the time or money to deal with their yard, offer to mow the grass or trim the hedges. Drop off a (disposable) plate of cookies with a friendly note. Stop and say "Hi" when you see them in the yard. Does that qualify as "missions" work? Darn tootin'.

"Hands Off" Missions

This kind of thing is a little less frightening for the shy among us and can be a fun outlet for creative types. This category covers things like:
Sending a note or a card to someone. Could be someone you know, could be someone you've always admired, could be a random soldier ... never underestimate the power of written encouragement.
Take reading material, games, or movies to shelters, nursing homes, or places like Ronald McDonald Houses.
Many local hospitals need donated baby items for mothers who don't have basic necessities. If you're crafty, you could even make a blanket or outfit for a newborn in need.
Nursing home activity directors always need birthday cards, anniversary cards, thinking of you cards, etc. You don't even have to know any elderly people, just get creative with paper and glue (or pick up a few boxes at the store), then drop them by a local nursing home. The activities director will be thrilled.

"Sleight of Hand" Missions

I've done missions/giving of all kinds and my experience has been that the secret method is by far the most fun. Doing good anonymously is a kick! When you can only giggle about your good deed with God, it becomes something personal between the two of you. It also decreases the occasional awkwardness that happens when one party feels beholden to another.

Anonymous gifts tend to be of the monetary kind, but may not be your only option. Still, I'd like to share a few ideas for sharing the wealth (or sacrificial giving, depending on the current state of your bank account) to several types of needy souls:
Anyone: Cash is always good. You never know what bill may be going unpaid. Alternatively, you could pay someone's electric bill one month, slide a grocery store gift card into purse or pocket, or make arrangements to pay for an oil change. (Car maintenance can go out the window when money is tight.)
Job Seeker: Gift certificate for dry cleaner, nail salon, shoe shine stand, or barber shop. Help them dress for success and they'll feel more confident at that next interview.
Financially-Challenged Family: Gift card to cover movie tickets (don't forget the popcorn!) for the family. When money is really tight, the chance to feel "normal" even for a few hours goes a long way. Or send them dinner fixings (this can be a little tricky to pull off in stealth mode, but you'll find a way).
Suffering Single: A restaurant gift card to a spot frequented by the singles group will allow them to take part in after-church fellowship without wondering if anyone will notice they only had water along with the free chips and salsa.
These are just some ideas to get you started: You'll think of more, I know you will. And when you do, why don't you share them in the comments section below this article? One of those ideas may be just what someone else is looking for.
Finally—and this is important—once you give a gift, let it go. You no longer have any claim on it, so you have no say in how it's used. It's possible the recipient won't react the way you wanted or do what you expected with your gift. That's OK. Just remember, you don't know the whole story. As they say at the end of each Iron Chef battle, "Put it down and walk away." And be happy in the knowledge that when you've done something even for "the least of these" you've done it for the Lord.



Susan Ellingburg is a natural-born Texan who sings at every opportunity, reads as much as possible, and cherishes every day she gets to spend with friends. She's a serious foodie and not-so-serious gardener who is determined not to let being single stand in the way of living an amazing life. Read Susan's blog at TastingGod.wordpress.com.

**This column first published on September 16, 2010.

FAITH DECLARATION @ Grace AOG, 12th September 2010

This is the faith declaration at church today.....

No matter what I face, I declare:

I am a victor and not a victim.
God is a God of justice.
God is shaping me into Christlikeness.
The pains of the past and present will turn to the glory of God.

I defeat Satan's discouragement.
I count my blessings and know that God has never forsaken me.
I stand on the promises of God and His unconditional love for me.
I know Jesus will not leave me nor forsake me. He is in my heart.
I know the Holy Spirit is more powerful than every satanic spirit.

I am a vehicle of blessing.
God doesn't waste my hurts. Just as Christ was wounded for our sins,
God uses 'wounded healers' to touch lives. He will use me.
God rejoices over me with singing and dancing.
I am Christ's ambassador, even to a hostile situation.
I am forgiven and have eternal life. I have Christ in my heart.

I have a steadfast hope.
It is not wishful thinking.
It is in a God of justice.
It is in a miracle working God.
It is in a victorious Saviour who conquered death.

I declare: God will be glorified.
God has won, and Satan has lost!

Wow!!! That's powerful writing from Ps David!!!!

Confessions....

Lord,
I come before You and ask for Your forgivness. For all my bitterness and unbelief.....for not being able to trust You in Your greatness....for always blaming You for the reason I am single and unattached at this age.....for me not passing my exams ( and allowing other people who are Buddhists to pass)....for grumbling against You and wonder if You truly have my interest in heart.....for complaining against Your church and the people that You have placed in my path ( or not placed in my life).....
Take away this spirit of grumbling/ complaining/cursing......take away the spirit of Envy and Coveteousness........take away the Bitterness and Sadness.....take away the distrust and disbelieve in my heart.....
Replace it with Your LOVE, Your TRUTH, Your FAITH and Your LOVE....remind me again and again of Your awesomeness and faithfulness.....fill me with your PEACE and LOVE.....reassure me that You will be with me as I study for my exams......reassure me that You want the best for me ( including giving me a life partner)....and teach me to pray for the salvation of my non christian friends......to pray for their salvation rather than envy what they have.......help me to see their true nature of 'lostness'....
And make the words of this song the theme in my life:

Your Grace is Enough

Great is Your faithfulness, O God,
You wrestle with the sinners heart
You lead by us still waters
Into mercy
And nothing can keep us apart

*Chorus:
So remember Your people
Remember Your children
Remember Your promise, O God

Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough for me


Great is Your love and justice God
You use the weak to lead the strong
You lead us in the song of Your salvation
And all Your people sing along

*Chorus
*Chorus

Your grace is enough
Heaven reaching out to us
Your grace is enough
For me
Your grace is enough
I'm covered in Your love
Your grace is enough for me
For me

Indeed, may Your grace be all that is enough for me!!!!

NEPAL MISSION TRIP article - due to appear in Grace Missions Newsletter next year...

NEPAL MEDICAL MISSIONS JULY 2010 ( an article that I wrote on return from our trip):

17th July 2010 was the day that I was waiting for with great anticipation. It was the day that the Medical Mission team from Grace AOG would be flying off to Kathmandu to minister to the medical needs of the rural people in Nepal. Needless to say, I was truly excited. I have been waiting to return to Nepal for more medical work ever since my first trip to Nepal during my medical elective in December 2004. After years of planning, I am finally on the trip back to Nepal again.

I was rather apprehensive initially as I did not know most of the people on this mission trip. However, I really thank God that we worked well together throughout the trip. I had heard so much about Dr LS, our team leader, from my cell group member who had been on these trips before. Meeting him for the first time at Grace I was indeed a privilege. It was during this time that I was introduced to the rest of the team: Dr RL, Dr HL and Ms J.

We arrived in Kathmandu on the 17th of July and were greeted by Ps SEat the airport. Here, we were introduced to 2 other local believers, Sister Kedma and Sister Mithu who would be assisting us on this trip. We had a short break for lunch before taking an internal flight to Nepalganj where we stayed for a night. The next morning, we drove out to a village called Chhinchu which was situated in the Surkhet district in the western terai of Nepal. Even though it was the monsoon season and it rained all throughout the drive, God protected the team and we were able to avoid mudslides to arrive safely at Chhinchu.

On arrival at Chhinchu, I was rather taken aback at the living conditions here. I guess it was actually here that I understood how the villagers here live in very difficult circumstances. The hotel that we stayed had the bare necessities although the electricity and water supply were inconsistent. We even went without running water and electricity for more than 24 hours.

It took a while to get past the initial shock of the living conditions here, but the team were then quickly ushered to the nearby school to start the first session of the clinics. There were many patients already in a long queue by the time we arrived there and they were waiting patiently in the rain. We quickly set up the clinic and started seeing patients. By the time we ended, it was already 6pm and we headed back for dinner.

In the remaining 2 ½ days in Chhinchu, we saw 2240 patients in total with various medical conditions. There were many gynaecological conditions and a number of congenital diseases as well due to the poor antenatal and maternal care here. Whilst we had translators with us, I found that the language difference made it more difficult to obtain a thorough history and to communicate the treatment to the patients. However, I was glad to be able to use the 2 months of language training that I had in my previous visit to Nepal here in this clinic as it made the consultation more efficient. We were all very thankful for the translators and volunteers from the local churches who came to help out at this medical camp.
For me, a highlight of this trip has to be the visit to the local church. We met Ps Solomon who brought us to the new church building that they had. It was really interesting as the church was located in the midst of corn and paddy fields. It was amazing to see how these believers who had so little in terms of material comforts to be so rich in faith and so full of the Holy Spirit. We had a short time of sharing and introduction to the various local pastors with a prayer for the work in this area.

It was later on the way back to Nepalganj at the end of the medical camp that we asked Ps Shwu Eng regarding the impact of these medical trips. I always wondered how all these short term medical camps could make any difference to the locals as we are so limited in terms of equipment, medications and follow up. Apart from the prayer session at the end of the consultation and the spiritual penetration, I personally found it hard to understand the exact purpose of trips like these. However, Ps Shwu Eng’s reply was very apt – “We are here to elevate the position of the local pastors and church planters, helping them to be more visible in the community.” In so doing, the government and local authorities are aware that the believers and the church of God is concerned about the welfare of the local people and seek to reach out to them in tangible ways.

The verse that comes to mind at the end of the trip was Matthew 25: 34 - 40 –“Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I was in prison and you came to visit me, .... I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.”

May this be the only motivation of the medical missions that we do– for the glory of God!

Now what?!?

Its been truly a long while since my last post....many things have happened.....some good, mostly bad stuff....
Had been holing myself up for the last few months trying very hard to study for my exam ( MRCP PACES), which proved really really challenging....stress levels were all time high....and even my study partner was getting on my nerves....din help that I din think I had enough practice....and all the while trying to be 'nice' to other people......and what do I get in return? Them passing and me not.....life's unfair....what can I do?
Nothing about it actually....I was in the midst of my medical mission trip at Nepal when I received my results at the end of the trip ( on the last day before we fly off from Kathmandu).......was I disappointed? of course! was it unexpected? probably not! anyway....There wasn't anything I could do about it.......
On the other hand, the medical mission trip was an eye-opener....we flew in to Kathmandu on the 18th of July...and then took an internal flight to nepalganj on Buddha air ( which was a bigger plan than the last one I took there!)....we drove a short distance and stayed at Candy's Place at the Travelling Village....



The hotel here was pretty good...each room had mosquito nettings and an attached bathroom. There was even air-conditioning!!! Which is a luxury in this part of the world!!! Dinner and breakfast was pretty good! I liked the waffles and the local food there very much!!! We learnt 3 different ways to cut a mango..... which is pretty interesting...you can either peel the skin and slice VS score the sides ( my usual way) VS cut in through the middle and twist VS squashing the mango and cut off the top and suck the juice....interesting!!!!

Ms R was a life saver with all her munchies and drinks to select from - milo, espresscino, the tarik and horlicks......plus her chocolates, biscuits, bak kwa and fish flosses!!! Plus all the munchies that we bought in Bangkok Airport!! ( The tomyam crisps were a hit!).

Anyhow, we then had to drive approx 2.5 hrs to Chhinchu ( which is in the Surhet District). I was actually rather appalled at the 'hotel' that we arrived at... I was thinking - You mean this is it?!? Its was rather small and rundown hotel owned by a couple from the Dhaulagiri region.....which only had cement floors and walls...basic beds with very thin mattresses and very basic showers and toilets.....It was pretty bad as the electricity and water got cut off on our 2nd day there...



We saw many many patients ( total of 2240 patients!) over 3 days worth of camp...mainly women's health and PID/UTI....UV prolapses topped the list.....we also saw quite varied congenital conditions due to poor antenatal care...that said, some patients were well off enough to be seen in a large hospital and brought their ultrasounds/ CT scans and MRI scans for us to review....



It was the monsoon season and it rained for 2 days and 2 nights that we were there.....thank God we din get caught in a mudslide/ landslide ( we did past by a few areas that had a mudslide on our way back)!!! So really really thank God for keeping us safe!

Finally was so happy to pack up on the last day of the camp and drove back to Candy's place where we stayed 1 night before flying back to kathmandu. Back at Kathmandu, we just chilled out and ate lots of food ( Northfield Cafe, Fire and Ice and Roadhouse Cafe) and visited the House of Dreams ( a.k.a Garden of Dreams) which was next to the palace......plus the rest bought lots of book from the Nepal Book Depot........

And yes, whilst we were tired, all of us were just thankful to be back in Singapore.....

There's another story to tell after this article....stay tuned

Your Grace Is Enough by Chris Tomlin

Great is Your faithfulness oh God
You wrestle with the sinner's heart
You lead us by still waters in to mercy
And nothing can keep us apart

So remember Your people
Remember Your children
Remember Your promise
Oh God

Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough for me

Great is Your love and justice God
You use the weak to lead the strong
You lead us in the song of Your salvation
And all Your people sing along

So remember Your people
Remember Your children
Remember Your promise
Oh God

Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough for me [x2]

So remember Your people
Remember Your children
Remember Your promise
Oh God

Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough
Your grace is enough for me

Your grace is enough
Heaven reaching down to us
Your grace is enough for me
God I see your grace is enough
I'm covered in your love
Your grace is enough for me
For me

This is my current favourite worship song in church!!!

Is There Life After No? ( Part 2 - 4)

This article actually comes in a 4 part series....
The 2nd installment....

Based on some of the comments and emails I received after posting about the year God told us nothing but “no” there are folks out there who wonder how the story ended. Well, it ended here


This is Owosso, Michigan. Unlikeliest of destinations. Corn fields as far as the eye can see and enough farm equipment that my son would soon be able to identify the difference between a “tractor” and a “combine.” Owosso opened its arms to us and I crawled in, lay down and died a little.

The loss of homeland and family felt like a physical wound. I bled; I cried. And for months after the move I felt disorientated and disconnected. I did not sense God in it at all. I walked forward in blind faith, stumbling over myself and my regret.

That was one of the most difficult parts of the process. Before we left South Africa, many well meaning Christians around us had constantly implied that if we just had enough faith it would all work out as we prayed it would. It made me start to ask the hard questions.

But what if it doesn’t work out?
What does that say about how God loves me compared to how God loves you (you who seemingly have your heart’s desire).
And after months of pleading prayer that yielded zero results, it was a bitter pill to hear others casually say, “Oh, well, we should just pray for you then.” As if their prayers carried more weight than ours. As if they had God’s ear and we did not.

It took a long, long time (and much wailing and gnashing of teeth) to pack it in and quit my homeland. Because no amount of prayer – by us or others – ended in the answer we were hoping for.

So, we said good-bye.



We watched as my little brother barreled through security at the airport to give my son one last, desperate hug.

We traveled 28 hours.

And we arrived in Owosso, Michigan.

That’s where I thought the story ended. But, you know already that was – instead – a surprise beginning. And I’m enjoying unpacking it with you all.

But, much like the slow and steady process of making chaos out of of a suitcase that is busting at the seams, it is better done in stages.

So, please come back tomorrow. I hope to unpack a few more pieces with you then.

Part 3:

I’ve been digging through some of my old baggage – sharing pieces of the year God told us a whole lot of “no” and not much else. My hope is that it might encourage you if you find yourself stuck in a place where your prayers seem to be bouncing off the walls. If you want to start from the beginning you can read part 1 here and part 2 here.

After a year and a half in my homeland of South Africa our plans to settle in permanently under the purple boughs of the jacarandas were painfully uprooted. No one was hiring an international and if I’ve learned one thing, it’s that a man needs to work. So I blindly promised my husband that wherever he found a job, we would move.

Turns out that job was in Michigan.

It could not have been more different. Or more perfect a place to recover. Psalm 23 took on literal meaning for me. Out of the desert of God’s silence and our desperation He led us now into green pastures



beside quiet waters

and the Spirit begin the gentle process of restoring our souls.


We couldn’t afford a house or much of a rental either, but family friends had a home they couldn’t sell and were prepared to rent to us for a fraction of its worth in exchange for us being prepared to move out at a moment’s notice if it sold. It was deep in farm country and would have stood vacant if we hadn’t arrived when we did.

Pete’s aunt and uncle lived just around the corner and absorbed us into hearth and home. And slowly we started to find our feet and take tentative steps forward again.

And I discovered that at the heart of my misery – beyond the homesickness and sense of failure – had been a misunderstanding about faith. I had confused faith in God with faith in what God could do for me. I had been viewing God like a mystical vending machine; I inserted my prayers, pulled the handle and expected the desire of my heart to pop out the bottom slot.

Boy, was I deceived.

I have since come to believe that God is not nearly as interested in our happiness as He is in our holiness. What makes me happy is not necessarily what draws me closer to the God who knows my every nook and cranny. And He loves me enough to say, “no” when – as every parent understands – saying “yes” would have been so much simpler.

That doesn’t mean I don’t still ache for home and the could’ve beens if things had worked out there. It just means that I truly understand in a way I never had before, that His will is for His best, which in turn is for my best. Because He is the God of fresh beginnings and beautiful restoration. And I have the baby to prove it.

More on that tomorrow!


Part 4: Alternately titled, “Joy comes in the morning”

After nearly a year in Michigan we traveled home to South Africa for a visit. We were nervous about how it would go. There was still lingering post traumatic stress from our roller coaster lows while living there. You can read about them in part 1, part 2 and part 3 of the story. But we had a secret. It warmed us from the inside and carried us boldly forward.

I was pregnant.

And with each roll of this baby’s new body, each tap of his tiny feet on my belly I felt God’s Spirit whispering comfort and the fulfillment of promise in my heart. A Michigan baby headed to South Africa for the first time. The trip exceeded all our expectations. It was chock-a-block full of understanding and friendship and family ties tight and strong.

Like fresh rain it washed away the dirt and exhaustion of the last time we had been home. And we were left with clean memories. Ready for the imprint of moments like this.



That’s my dad doing the sonogram. He’s the doctor that got the first pictures of Micah’s, um, manhood. The thought of another boy had us all whooping with glee. But a name, we didn’t have a name for a long time.

After three weeks of pap ‘n wors, koesisters, rooibos tea, and oodles of family we left. Again. And this time it only hurt in the good way. The heart so full of faces and places and grins that it wants to explode with a happy bang kind of way. Instead it pounds away in the chest keeping up a stomping rhythm of remembered, relived joy.

On take off, something else stomped. A small foot added its own gumboot beat to the ride. And a name, his name, flashed across my mind.

Micah.

We knew no one by that name. We knew very little about the book. Micah was a minor prophet and his letter included in the Bible is just a few short chapters long.

Micah.

When we got home we looked it up and started to read. And over the echoes of the past two years of “no” God spoke to us in new ways using the ancient words of a prophet to explain where we had come from and where we were going:

Therefore I will look unto the Lord;
I will wait for the God of my salvation:
my God will hear me.
Rejoice not against me, O mine enemy:
when I fall, I shall arise; when I sit in darkness,
the LORD shall be a light unto me.
I will bear the indignation of the Lord
because I have sinned against him,
until he plead my cause, and execute judgment for me:
he will bring me forth to the light,
and I shall behold his righteousness.

Micah 7:7-9.

Even now I can’t read those verses without my eyes blurring.

He knew all along what he was doing. Even in the darkest moments, there was a night light burning. And joy, such bright, beautiful joy came in the morning.

Two days after Christmas morning.

Micah.



How wonderful is our God!!!

Is There Life After No?

Found This article on the Day spring mail....

When we were living in Ukraine, someone once told me, “You know how we can tell if someone’s American? They’re the ones smiling for no reason.”


Wrap your head around that one.


I heard it five years ago and it’s still a brain teaser for me. In person and over a cup of tea, I could spend hours dissecting the cultural differences it alludes to. But, of late, it’s been the Christian culture I’ve been thinking about more than any other. And how that statement might apply to us all.


“You know how we can tell if someone’s a Christian? They’re the ones smiling and smiling and smiling. Sometimes for no good reason.”


For two years after our time in Ukraine we were anything but fine. After a decade away we had moved back to South Africa with high hopes for relocating back to my motherland. Those plans were eroded; slowly, painfully, and unexpectedly. Not a single step of our homecoming unfolded as we had so blithely assumed it would.


But, by all appearances we were fine. And if anyone asked, that’s what we told them.


I smiled at church. I smiled at playgroup. I smiled at bible study. And I smiled at kids’ birthday parties. I smiled for no good reason I could think of. Other than that I was sure no one expected me to respond to their generic, “So, how’re you doing?” with a bust gut of agony and bloody tears right there in the meet and greet between the worship and the sermon.


How awkward would that be?


“Snot en trane” – the spot-on Afrikaans expression “snot and tears” – is not generally the appropriate response to a pre-service handshake.


So instead I plastered a stubborn smile, band aid-like, over my bleeding innards and got really good at making small talk and deflecting anything that might try to peel back a corner of the tape.

But 18 months later things were worse. And for the first time I was faced with a “no” answer from God that I couldn’t seem to change or understand.

No, your husband won’t get the job he needs.


No, you won’t be able to stay in South Africa.


No, you don’t get to choose where you go next.


I realized I had been expecting the easy “yes” of what I now recognize as Christianity-lite. I thought if I could grin and bear it long enough, things would finally go my way. I know you’ve heard it too. The fluffy take on some pretty serious verses that try to tell you, “All you need is faith” and you’ll get what you want. “Just believe and the Lord will provide.” “Ask and you shall receive.”


So, this profound and resounding “no” was off my grid by a mile.


Things were not fine. Things were not good. Things hurt inside and out. We had to pack up our house and our new baby boy and move away from the family and country we were just rediscovering. The loss was physically painful.


I wrestled a long time with this new God of my “no.” But slowly I discovered that His answer didn’t dismiss my loss. Not if I saw it in the context of His ability to understand and respond to that loss.


Do you know the Bible story of the infertile woman whom God blessed with a child? The prophet Elisha had prayed for her. But before the boy was grown up, he died. And his desperate mother went looking for an answer. Listen to what she says when the prophet asks her that hardest of questions, “How’re you doing?”


“'Is it well with you? Is it well with your husband? Is it well with the child?'" And she answered, "It is well." 2 Kings 4:26.


She was far from fine. But she took that agony to the only person who could understand it. And at the feet of the God she could share her agony and outrage with, she was well. She was able to be real. Her answer didn’t dismiss her loss. It simply put it in the context of God’s ability to respond.


That is where He met me. At the cross-roads of his decision and my acceptance of it; he led me out of my heartache and into a season of redemption and beauty. All without changing his answer.




Instead he changed me.

(You can keep reading my story of change and the year God told us a whole lot of "no" over here).


by Lisa-Jo

Latest favourite worship song!

At The Cross

Verse 1
Oh Lord You've searched me
You know my ways
Even when I fail You
I know You love me

Your holy presence
Surrounding me
In every season
I know You love me
I know You love me

Chorus
At the cross I bow my knee
Where Your blood was shed for me
There's no greater love than this
You have overcome the grave
Your Glory fills the highest place
What can separate me now?

You go before me
You shield my way
Your hand upholds me
I know You love me
Chorus
At the cross I bow my knee
Where Your blood was shed for me
There's no greater love than this
You have overcome the grave
Your Glory fills the highest place
What can separate me now (x5)

You tore the veil
You made a way
When You said that it is done (x5)

And when the earth fades
falls from my eyes
You stand before me
I know You love me
I know You love me

Chorus
At the cross I bow my knee
Where Your blood was shed for me
There's no greater love than this
You have overcome the grave
Glory fills the highest place
What can separate me now (x2)


You tore the veil
You made a way
When You said that it is done (x4)

Spiritual Work - by Rev. Dr. Tan Soo Inn,Chaplain, CMDF Singapore

Another excellent and uplifting piece from Rev Dr Tan Soo Inn....

Saturday (May 1st) was a particularly hectic day. I had to preach at a Saturday Evening service then rush off to a Christian Medical Dental Fellowship gathering for new medical house officers. It helped that there was a common theme for both meetings --- to see all legitimate work we do for God as spiritual work. In the evening service I preached on the salt and light mandate (Matthew 5: 13-16), how we serve God’s purposes in the world by bringing Kingdom values into all we do. I challenged the church to resist any unbiblical attempt to divide life into spiritual and secular compartments and to give spiritual significance only to stuff we do in church or in church related enterprises. John Stott defined work as “the expenditure of energy (manual or mental or both) in the service of others, which brings fulfillment to the worker, benefit to the community, and glory to God.” I told the church that God is in the business of saving people from sin but He is doing more than that, much more. He is also in the business of maintaining and blessing His creation, and for that He needs all sorts of people doing all sorts of work in the world.

I wanted the house officers to know that practicing medicine is also spiritual work. I knew that they were about to face a very demanding year where they will have about two real off days a month and will not be able to participate in their usual meetings in church. Some churches are aware of the special circumstances of the life of a house officer but many are not. I asked the house officers to be prepared that church leaders may question their commitment to the church and to serving God. I also said that we also serve when we prepare. Their houseman year was going to be a hothouse experience in their journey to become the doctors that God wanted them to be. As long as the medical internship programme is set up the way it is, all newly graduated doctors will have to undergo the highly demanding houseman year. They should not let those who do not understand the preparation journey of a doctor, make them feel guilty.

I emphasized that their medical work was also spiritual work, no less important in God’s eyes then the stuff they do in church. I am not implying that church related work is any less important. Indeed after they finished their houseman year, and they get back more discretionary time, they could return to more regular levels of church involvement. But I wanted them to learn early that the practice of medicine is also spiritual work and that doctors are key agents in God’s healing purposes. Indeed, when they practice medicine with skill and compassion, they touch lives in a way that fleshes out the gospel. And when the time comes to verbalize the gospel, people would have already seen glimpses of the reality and the character of Christ in the interactions they had had with their doctors.

Medicine is a special calling. It enables those who practice it to impact people in a way few other professions can. And a good houseman year is a key part of the journey to be a good doctor. There will be many challenges. Indeed there will be challenges after their houseman year is over and beyond. This is the reality of serving the Lord in a fallen world. But if medicine is spiritual work, there are two implications. One, we are to try to practice medicine with Kingdom values. Two, we can depend on the Lord to provide us with the grace we need.

Indeed, I want to be able to practice medicine with Kingdom values....

Weddings..

Almost forgot about a wedding that I'm supposed to attend in 2 weeks' time.....finally found some time to buy a traditional Punjabi suit for the occasion.....had a fun time looking for a nice one....actually 2 pieces...one for the wedding and one for the salmeet... hahaha...
Anyway..found a perfect wedding card for them....a very meaningful one....

HOW TO MAKE A BEAUTIFUL LIFE TOGETHER
-Reflections on Marriage for the Bride and Groom

Let love be your shelter.
The world is noicy and confusing at times,
so make a home that is a haven,
a peaceful place where you can listen to your hearts
and savor the comfortable closeness you share.

No matter how busy your days may be,
make time for yourselves.
Hold hands.
Unwind.
Surprise each other.
Find little chances every day to show you're grateful to be partners,
to be friends, to be married.

Life is not perfect.
You will make mistakes,
but each time you meet life's challenges together,
you will grow wiser , stronger, and surer of your love.

Cherish your yesterdays.
They are irreplacable souvenirs of your journey through life.
Make memories that will bring smiles and sighs
Whenever you look back ( Look back often!)

Look forward, too.
Dream together.
Plan together.
Make promises to keep.
Believe in your tomorrows, because tomorrows are what forever is made of.

To make love last,
put each other first.
That is the way to make a beautiful life together,
the kind of life you both deserve so much.

Congratulations!

...wow!! so profound! so appropriate!!

INSOMNIA!!!

Oh my goodness!! I really can't believe this! It's 3AM on a saturday morning and I can't get any sleep.....ok, not to mention the fact that it's raining outside with flashes of lightning every few minutes.....and the thought that my brother wasn't home yet ( only to text him and find out that he's back in M'sia!)....arrgh! worst thing ever to happen when u have a mock exam at 2pm later!!! arrgh!!!
anyway....was thinking about lotsa stuff....only to suddenly realise that my 30th birthday has come and gone....gee...maybe I really really wanted to forget that I was turning to the big 3-O!!! was mighty glad for birthday wishes from my family...but truth be told, was really really disappointed with my close friends...those who came to my place for dinner the previous night din even know it was my birthday....and those colleagues who went out for dinner with me on that day itself din even know it was my birthday! I mean...I'm not really complaining...I dun like others making a fuss over my birthday...especially when I really feel 'OLD' amongst them! But I guess being older and more mature now ( I hope!) makes it easier to forget what others forgot about me......in the past, I think I would have been fuming mad and not talk them for a while!! ( childish right?!?)...
Oh well, so here's wishing myself a belated birthday! And may all these insomnia go awway!!!!

Snail no more!!

Finally, moving into a more permanent home after wandering for the last 10 years or so with all my world possessions on my back!!! Whilst its been harrowing looking at the amount of money and investment in this...but I realised that it is the start of being a working adult.....and maybe, just maybe God has His own plans as to why I need to be here....because I see all the opportunities around me....yet being frustated that doors aren't opening up fast enough...or in the direction that I thought it would....maybe I just need to re-focus and see what God is doing in my life....
My only prayer - that this piece of property would enable me to bless others with it...coz I know that God's blessings is meant to be shared...not hoarded alone...coz there is no joy in it....
So yeah, till then, I pray that God will open my eyes and heart to see His hand in my life and to hear His heartbeat!

Reflections...

Its been a looong while since my last update here..... maybe its sheer laziness and procrastination....maybe its my disillusionment with the Christian community that I am in ......however, through it all, He never forgets me......never leaves me alone with nothing....How thankful I am!
Was going through a tough patch in Dec last year......stopped going to cell group completely.....feeling lost and alone....and then, I drop an email to a dear friend and mentor......only to receive the greatest encouragement through his reply....we even chatted on the phone! What a blessing!! So unexpected....didn't expect his call....and as usual, can't stop crying as I talked to him as I poured my heart out....my parents probably thought that I was cuckoo!!!
Anyway....things have gotten a bit better since 2010 started...still have my struggles as usual...but He is near at hand....ever ready to listen and encourage me.....I started praying for 2010 to be a year of JOY....and in a way it has! God brings different people into our lives for different reasons.....and at the beginning of the year, a friend introduced me to her other Malaysian friends....in the hope that I may benefit from their friendship! So, I did meet an interesting person, and now hoping to get to know that person better.... and then, I met a few female consultants whom I really really get along with at work.....and one of them even offerred to invite me to her parties ( in her attempt to help me find a life partner)!!! Its quite funny coz I am a pretty private person...even my family finds it hard to get info out of me in regards to this sector in my life....but I found myself pretty open to other people's questions to me regarding this! Strange! But I guess it just shows that people are concerned for me......
So, I guess life is just throttling along right now....just need to focus on passing my exams in June this year! And found this song a tremendous encouragement ( including the song 'Dia Mengerti').

BAGAI RAJAWALI

HANYA KEPADA-NYA KU 'KAN BERLARI
DI SAAT KU BIMBANG DALAM HIDUPKU
YANG AKU PERCAYA DALAM HADIRAT-NYA
ADA KEKUATAN YANG BARU

WALAU KU MELANGKAH DALAM TEKANAN
BADAI PENCOBAAN DATANG MENGHADANG
YANG AKU PERCAYA DALAM HADIRAT-NYA
ADA KEKUATAN YANG BARU

REFF :
KU KAN TERBANG TINGGI BAGAI RAJAWALI
DI ATAS SEGALA PERSOALAN HIDUPKU
DAN AKU PERCAYA SAAT KU BERSAMA DIA
TIADA YANG MUSTAHIL BAGI DIA