There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace
I somehow enjoy reading the
book of Ecclesiastes, especially this chapter.
But don't get me wrong, if you
have any doubts or qualms about the bible, I will be the last person you would
seek advise for.
I wasn't brought up in a
christian family and i knew very little about faith until i was in my teenage
years when `Heaven´ came into the picture and being questioned.
After years of spiritual
development, discovery and practice, i still have my doubts on certain things
in the bible.
Is the TRUTH behind the
stories is what i'm searching for?
Or believing what i choose to
believe is the answer?
I read this chapter over and
over again during my darkest hour.
I even read it to Jonathan in
the ICU, on the phone and during his very last moment in the hospital.
It came as a complete surprise
when the pastor recited these verses during his service.
Ultimately i knew at that
point, He is the answer to my question.
A delightful newborn anxiously brought into this Universe sharp at 4.41 am, 8th April 1988 by a beautiful couple and named her Michelle Kwa Yin Fong at Klinik Sheela. She was crafted and made in Malaysia of all little state called Selangor and the land of the famous almighty “Bak Kut Teh”. Origin and breed in Klang with her two little monstrous siblings, “J” elder sister and “Ringo” younger brother. She is able to endure and put up with any babbles and chatters of theirs. A problematic, notorious, knotty, barbed and strident child is how her parents define her. Nevertheless she is still the apple of the eyes of her family. She is full of zip and vigorously anticipating a dazzling and astounding imminence.
P/S : Portemonnaie simply means purse in French and German. Here is where I pour my ZweiMünzen, 2 cents in.
