Monday, May 31, 2010

Under the sea - Dayang 2010


This was the way the sea and sky looked at Dayang Island just before we got on the boat for a dawn dive. Diving was pretty magical this time around and it's so hard to come back to Singapore from that. Plus the company was pretty awesome!

Have been bitten good and hard by the diving bug now and I can't wait for the next dive trip! It would be so much fun to do a leisure dive trip, no exercises and theory lessons, just dive and learn more about buoyancy and look for more interesting fish. Next up, Manado!

Oh and folks, do remind me to tell you the story of the trigger fish attack. It's a good one :)

Monday, May 24, 2010

Farrago



Oh such a busy week but there's a dive trip coming up this Thursday so it's busy shot through with excitement and anticipation. Besides, it's almost June! ~hugs one self in happiness~

I'm going off to see the sister in the UK in June and I can hardly wait. I *need* to get out of Singapore. Hopefully, in between diving and the Lake District, by end June, I should have gotten the restlessness (and need for open spaces) out of my system.

I haven't seen any squirrels on my way to work recently so that photo up there is just for fun :) I heart my housing estate and its odd out of the way location, trees and suburban feel. It's sometimes difficult, transport-wise but that feeling of slipping away from the world at the end of the day is pretty magical.

I used to joke with my friends that I ate like a cat because some meals, I'd just be lazy and eat tuna out of a can and cornflakes with milk. Well I helped feed Mr Grey's cats for the first time last night! And realized that those tins of cat food look almost exactly like my tins of tuna - ugh. I hope I've never bought/eaten the wrong thing.

Any book recommendations anyone? I just finished a book by C J Mahaney and am halfway through Lee Strobels' The Case for Christ (not liking his writing style over much though)so it'd be fun to tackle something satisfyingly thick and rich fiction next(Alexandre Dumas? Dickens?). Otherwise, I'll stick with the David Wells books I've got.

Speaking of Wells, there's an extract from him below.

Christianity is not just an experience, we need to remember, but it is about the truth. The experience of being reconciled to the Father, through the Son, by the work of the Holy Spirit all happens within a worldview. The worldview is the way God has taught us in his Word to view the world. That is why the bible begins with Genesis 1:1 and not with John 3:16. It begins by setting out the distinction, as against paganism, between Creator and creation. It then lays out an understanding of God in His nature and redemptive works as well as an understanding of who humans are in their nature and in their fallenness. All of this sets the stage for the coming of Christ, for his incarnation, life, death and resurrection. It is on this basis that God’s wrath is assuaged, our sin is judged, our alienation is overcome, and we who are by nature unrighteous are made righteous in Christ. This happens only because of his grace and only through the empty hand of faith by which all of this is received. A Christian worldview, then, is one that rests upon a biblical understanding of the world, God, ourselves and the redemptive work of Christ.


-- David Wells

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K, so that's all for now! Cheers guys (whoever it is who reads this space)! Am off to go look at corals and fish :)

Monday, May 17, 2010

What is my favourite song?

I don't know.

Apparently one year ago, when I signed up for my itunes/Apple store account, I filled that in as my security question.

When I forgot my password (yes yes I am that type) and that question popped up, I stared at it in horror for a full two minutes, taken aback by the depths of my idiocy - I mean, seriously, what is my favourite song? That changes every 24 hours!

*face palm*

Yes, of course I spent the better part of the next hour desperately trying to remember.

I tried all of these...

Beyond the sea
Fly me to the moon
Amazing Grace
Ave Maria
Symphony No 9
Walking on sunshine
I can see clearly now


... to no avail. Apple rejected me every time.

Why why WHY did I fill that in as my security question? Which alien descended from Mars, took over control of my body and made me do something as colossally silly as that?

*bangs head against keyboard and slumps over*

Friday, May 14, 2010

“Why I Write for Children” by Isaac Bashevis Singer

There are five hundred reasons why I began to write for children, but to save time I will mention only ten of them.
Number 1. Children read books, not reviews. They don’t give a hoot about the critics.
Number 2. Children’ don’t read to find their identity.
Number 3. They don’t read to free themselves of guilt, to quench their thirst for rebellion, or to get rid of alienation.
Number 4. They have no use for psychology.
Number 5. They detest sociology.
Number 6. They don’t try to understand Kafka or Finnegan’s Wake.
Number 7. They still believe in God, the family, angels, devils, witches, goblins, logic, clarity, punctuation, and other such obsolete stuff.
Number 8. They love interesting stories, not commentaries, guides, or footnotes.
Number 9. When a book is boring, they yawn openly, without any shame or fear of authority.
Number 10. They don’t expect their beloved writer to redeem humanity. Young as they are, they know that is not in his power. Only the adults have such childish illusions.


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Extracts from his Nobel lecture:-

The storyteller and poet of our time, as in any other time, must be an entertainer of the spirit in the full sense of the word, not just a preacher of social or political ideals. There is no paradise for bored readers and no excuse for tedious literature that does not intrigue the reader, uplift him, give him the joy and the escape that true art always grants. Nevertheless, it is also true that the serious writer of our time must be deeply concerned about the problems of his generation. He cannot but see that the power of religion, especially belief in revelation, is weaker today than it was in any other epoch in human history. More and more children grow up without faith in God, without belief in reward and punishment, in the immortality of the soul and even in the validity of ethics. The genuine writer cannot ignore the fact that the family is losing its spiritual foundation. All the dismal prophecies of Oswald Spengler have become realities since the Second World War. No technological achievements can mitigate the disappointment of modern man, his loneliness, his feeling of inferiority, and his fear of war, revolution and terror. Not only has our generation lost faith in Providence but also in man himself, in his institutions and often in those who are nearest to him.

I am not ashamed to admit that I belong to those who fantasize that literature is capable of bringing new horizons and new perspectives - philosophical, religious, aesthetical and even social. In the history of old Jewish literature there was never any basic difference between the poet and the prophet. Our ancient poetry often became law and a way of life.


-- Isaac Bashevis Singer

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If you begin (as you must) with God as the creator, then it stands to reason that all poets and the gift of poetry were also gifts from him - part of the common grace extended to fallen humanity.

But I'm even more sure of it when I read some of the more beautiful passages of the bible. The bible, as noted by one commentator, is a revelation of the divine mind and a revelation of the character and acts of God but the fact that this revelation has been couched in such beautiful language and imagery cannot be something of penumbral significance.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Not a haiku

"A thousand years, you said,
as our hearts melted.
I look at the hand you held,
and the ache is hard to bear."

-Lady Heguri

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... but poignant nonetheless.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Finding colour - the light of life





From Canelle et Vanille, a gorgeous food blog filled with light, colour and the love of life.

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Eilonwy: Even if it doesn't happen, we're still saved and still going to heaven. I say it's a win-win situation.

Worldliness

Good definition for those who've always wondered:what on earth is worldliness and what does leaving the world and not being of the world mean?

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Worldliness is that system of values, in any given age, which has at its centre our fallen human perspective, which displaces God and his truth from the world, and which makes sin look normal and righteousness seem strange. It thus gives plausibility to what is morally wrong, and for that reason, makes what is wrong seem normal.

--David Wells, Losing Our Virtue: Why the church must recover its moral vision