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Sunday, August 07, 2005

Festival of Praise

I'm going for FOP again, next year! I never knew that gospel music could be so powerful!For once, i actually see the need for music in my life :P
I learnt a very very important lesson lat night. That no matter who it is, i cannot judge. No matter what they have done, no matter who they are. because we are all sinners, and because Jesus loves them. Even if the are homosexuals, prostitutes, murderers. I guess the hardest group of people to love with Christ's love is homosexuals. So i have to start working on that, first. Right after FOP, we were at the macdonald's stand near Lido when we saw these two guys wearing identical shirts, clinging on to each other. I'd love to say that i felt compassion for them, and felt the urge to rush forth and tell them that God loves them. But truth is, i felt this aversion towards the both of them. And at the back of my mind, i was thinking of this guy i knew, and wondering what i would do if i saw him walking down the street with his partner. Later on, i realised that that was what i needed to change. That quick aversion, that spontaneous reaction of rejection towards them. Next time, when people start the topic on Gay/Lesbian rights, i will not be the first one to shout NO!!! i think i will keep quiet, and then state quietly that they are just lost, and need help. yeah!
For the first time in my life, I BROKE MY CURFEW. but then again, i NEVER HAD a curfew. See, i have no life! After FOP, we went for supper, but due to jams and what not, we only reached orchard at 11:30pm, and i was supposed to be back home at 12 am. SO i called my mum and she was told me to tell her where i was right now and that she was coming to pick me up. I confess that i didn't obey my parents. In the end, i convinced them to let me stay. I ended up taking a lift in a friend's car to Coro, where mum and dad picked me up... Mum's face was black. Her first sentence was "your curfew is 12 midnight." Thankfully, my parents are reasonable, so i explained my way out of this, so much so that she wasn't angry by the time we got home. But i feel guilty for not going straight home afte FOP. Cos it was quite late already.

1 Comments:

At 6:49 PM, Blogger ame said...

hahahhahaHAHAHAHA.
understand now? so don't give me a black face when i DO returen late from my outings. ha. when i'm back in Singapore at least. lysh!!!there are these 3 super super cute caucasian guys in my urban life!!! Cameron, Guy and Dean their names. so cool right?? and they're all tall and really muscly. ha! but don't worry. i'm just looking for real friendship with the locals here. and they DO look really good!!

 

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