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| Public vs Private battlesOn Saturday, I met up with my VJC friend Cassandra. We had a good time catching up, and her family even brought me to dinner!
My church friend Joshua shared with me his personal battles in following Christ. Then I realised that I too have my own private battles -- and I have been avoiding them.
The person people see me as is an image-- confident, intelligent and strong. But in reality, this is me-- a nervous-wreck, fool and weakling.
I have been ignoring my personal battles, because the public ones are so much easier to handle. All they need is a little hyperbole and cosmetics to make everything fine. But my inside is so corrupt that once again it cries out to be dealt with. I have a problem and I pray for God to help me through it.
Once again, today, I will make an effort to fight it.
Memories 5-- Fading away
Lots of my memories I shared were good ones so far. Let me share a sad one. Two years ago, I made a good friend. We did a lot of things together. Then in second year, we just separated. By no deliberate fault of my or my friend's own, we just drifted apart.
Sometimes, I blame myself for it, yet I know I should not. It's a reminder that I should put God first in the relationship.
I guess, I have changed and learnt better from this. Together with the lessons from Wales, I learnt to be more cautious in engaging the opposite gender, and watch out for temptations.
And I hope it will not take another failed relationship for me to remind me that.
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| Curbing myselfI can't believe how much my attachment takes out of me. I am so exhuasted after work, and I barely have time to meet up with old friends.
I attended an education conference today with my fellow friends. While I am glad that they are enthusiastic in their persuit in the field, I find myself wary and more subdued.
One of my colleagues remarked that I have changed two years ago. She said that I have become more confident, and I have to agree. I strongly believed that God has been leading me all through this time.
Memories #4: Evolution is a mystery
Inspired by one of my church friends 3 years ago, I had thought that evolution was anti-Christian in nature. I was introduced to anti-evolution reading such as Answers in Genesis. Thus for a period of time, the more I thought about evolution, the more unlikely it seemed.
Over this academic year, I spent lots of time researching about the topic, and thus, renounced my creationist views.
There were many reasons why I did it. The main reason was that I realised science was areligious (it does not care about religion)-- it cannot prove there is a God, and it cannot prove there is none. It seeks naturalistic explanations. One cannot say because something is so complex, that no one can imagine how a system can evolve, therefore evolution is not true. That is poor science.
The more I think about evolutionary theory, the more I realised that it is the best presented theory that explains the fossils, the species and the genes we observe in the world.
And I find it a blessing that this world seemed to be made ready for us to inhabit it.
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| A moment is all I needI started my attachment at Ngee Ann Secondary today. It was ok, and quite light. It was great to meet old faces of my students and teachers alike, and my colleagues seemed rather enthuisastic.
I had a nightmare-- I shudder to think if I had really forgiven certain people over what happened years ago.
Memories #3
Betaretrovirus-- I never thought I'll say it. One of my professors, Mike Tristem made the biologists do a project on the betaretrovirus, and how their DNA is found inserted in mammalian genome.
I'll never forget stressing over long nights and long lab days on how to do the write-up, finally found the sequence in guinea pigs and papio anubis.
I never knew the significance of the work until much later, when I realised how such viruses operated. | | |
| It keeps me awake tonight
My last activity, before leaving for Singapore, was to spar with my friend Jade.
I attended church today. And I found it very different from church in London. I find that there's not enough celebration or respect for God in my church. Yet I know I am in no right to judge. Afterall, i just been back.
I had a class gathering on Saturday. It was great meeting up with old friends, and trying to rcall what they did. so here's the photograph.
One of my friends is getting married soon. Then it dawned on me-- I am getting old. I am twenty-three years of age. I will be working for real, and handling my own bills and responsiblities by myself soon. On top of that, my friends tease me about having no girlfriend. Despite their good-natured jesting, it does make me worry about the future. And it keeps me awake at night.
It's especially ironic, because when I decided to be single for the time being, the more I am tempted to not be. And the more independent I am, the more useless I feel.
Yet I know I believe and have a God who cares about me, and that whatever happens, tomorrow is in his hands.
Memories 2-- New Word Alive
In April, I travelled to Wales for a Christian conference. I was quite shocked that I was ignorant about so many aspects about Christianity-- about Jesus, salvation, church and many more. But there was great teaching, and I was greatful for that. And I got to hangout with my Christian Union friends for a week!
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| MemoriesWhew! I'm so happy to be back in Singapore! Too bad I have to be qurantined for a few days.
I'm enjoying my family's new Wii, and contacting my old buddies.
My next few posts will be about significant highlights of my second academic year at Imperial College London.
So without further ado, here's the the first of the list:
1: Jenny's departure
Timothy, Cheok Hao and I met up with Jenny and her mother at Cafe Nero before leaving for Singapore. That was one of the most memorable moments I had, as Jenny is going to study in Hong Kong for the next year.
Even though there were many relational rumours between me and her (none of which was even true-- I was never romantically interested in her), I am honoured enough just to be her friend. I remember feeding ducks (for a science practical) with her, helping her with a bacteria write-up and her baking for me.
It saddens me to know this would probably be the last time I would be seeing her.
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