Year Two | A Clue To Nowhere & Everywhere | (I'm) Not Alone

And so, it has been 2 years, dear Sis.
Ma had been thinking about what you told her years ago about your vision to preach the Word to tens of thousands, and she likens the idea that you'd probably be having a ball of a time in doing so right now up there somehow.
We are doing good, by the blessing and grace of God, but I suppose you know that somehow.

We went and visit and tidy up the niche yesterday (sorry, too exhausted come night time when we reached home) and we got you 2 roses too for the shriveled up plant.
And I left a piece of treasure hunt clue for you, I reckon it should probably be gone by my next visit, but I am glad I did that treasure hunt in my memory of you, as I believe somehow there must be a reason for me to remember fondly of your love for Pirates of The Caribbean which coincidentally the 5th in the series opened last week; and your knack of organizing games and treasure hunts.
It certainly was a challenge as I've traced that I'd never made a treasure hunt before, but with His strength and 2 friends to help me out over the 5-6 days and I suppose I did a brilliant game, combining elements of Pirates (gold coin hunting n' bartering, clues , complete with language that you were curious on how I could read my facebook with years ago) and Biblical references (and fellowship) and also incorporating technology (+ mystery) into physical games such as this; and at the end of it, I really wished you'd get a slice of the action from your baby brother, somehow.

This year is going to be a treadmill of emotions, with our many shared favorites coming to remind me so much of your absence. We always talked about how unmake-able and ridiculous a Dark Tower movie/series would be; but this year it is getting its release; and the first trailer (with the stellar cast) really gets my hopes up to watch it in your memory. IT is coming too, dear Sis.
And of course Season 7 of GoT is this year, as is the many parallel tie-ins they'd be making for the years to come... although probably Mr. Martin wouldn't be bothered to actually sit down and write the books still.

I miss you, dear Sis. We all do.
I somehow believe in your demise had certainly shaped things to happen for all of us. All part of the grand set of things. If only you are still here, many things wouldn't have happened; Mum & Dad probably wouldn't be able to finally visit China (albeit the wrong province) for their mission trip, Ma probably wouldn't be writing her blog (yes, it is still recipes, she hasn't start on her many testimonials, and your memoir) and other writings, Harry would probably not been saved yet, and I for one wouldn't probably be back here to find my (sort-of) calling. And I know I would still be just another constant backslider, and never finding peace.

But I believe in His plans for all of us, and at times I'd wish it didn't turn out with you being the chosen one to be called home as early as this, but if then I'd never get around to doing His works from this year, and for the many years to come.
I shall take my solace in Him and in ranting out here once in a while, dear Sis.

May Part One

It certainly has been a great ride through most of this month of May.
What with a busy month indeed in my walk with Jesus, I suppose it didn't reach the heights of April in matter of remarkable-ness I suppose, but May has been very good and very busy too as things starts to click and fall in place; well, most of it anyway, and some are pretty much a starting point, and I am so waiting for the months to roll by for the fruits to bear.

No doubt, I've yet to do anything in my sandwich/or pasta-in-a-box distribution small-time business; and I've yet to produce a single sample edit of the intended label (though the idea for it has 'solidify' in a way as I built ideas upon ideas on how it should look like - in my head) somehow, there was a teeny bit that reflected back that maybe I wasn't meant to do it (the design) as the only 2 times I sat down in shape to start it with streams of ideas and words swirling; the internet broke. Kinda, you know, downtime. TWICE. not yet , Snake (cue Liquid Snake's voice at the back of my mind)
But then again, there were ideas to divert off making sandwiches for a living too , as apparent as I was playing with the idea to add Pastas-in-a-Box, and even colored | flavored spreads, to even something remotely (to me) as those Breakfast-in-a-Jar thingie. hmm, Baby Oats? Bah!

On the other front, I got my second 'order' for church refreshments the week before, and this round I managed to make a teeny tiny tidy profit, and with not much of a sore to carry for days, Hallelujah!
The most important part from that day would probably be me accepting the numerous thanks from everyone, I mean, previously I was being shy about it (whenever someone thanked me for the blessing) and tried to let them know that it wasn't a blessing per se; since I do get paid for the effort, etc, it's not like I paid for everything. But I came to realize that , hey, Thanks be to God, for He has enabled and strengthened me to do this the night before for hours (minimum 5 hours + hours of planning and driving about town) and no doubt, I practically earn around RM20 that covers my gas money for the week, (ok, last week I made about RM30 or so on top of my gas money) and yes, it is way lower than what I'd somehow technically earn if I so wish to be employed for? Also, with RM150 I suppose the church saved a bit of moolah instead of buying other refreshments. right?
Should've kept it to heart of what Ps. Bernard said last month something along the lines of "..blessing of 5 Star sandwich on a 1 Star price.." right?

I've also started participating to help with the church's Young People team; in preparation for their year-end youth concert. It really dawned on me to not being choosy (of wanting to help, but only the next edition which coincides with the 20th Anniversary of first ever youth concert that I co-emceed way back in '98) and immerse and offer what little I can in the meanwhile to learn the ropes and familiarize with. Today will be my third meet with them, and I really gotta go. Pack up the laptop for a bit of design work later after YP before tonight's YA meet, (not conducive to come back and go again at night I suppose)

That Birthday Last Week

As I keep postponing the darn post; it seems inevitably heading towards The Abyss of Nearly-Written & Half-Misses, thus lo and behold, it has already been 1 week since my birthday. Part of the reason was I subconsciously was pushing the actual deed of (waving the white flag and) shaving off all manner of facial hair silky smooth down the southern hemisphere of my face as I was going for a Before & After pic, then. But alas I've kept myself overtly busy the past week or so, and as evidenced with my dismal return on this weblog (sporadically declined as much as I'd wanted to keep my entries fresh and varied) I've been away from re-activating these tabs (yes I keep both tabs from both accounts running suspended via The Great Suspender)

And as I've recently deduced, I have actually grown less 'addicted' to the things I like to do. I mean I still like doing it, but not so much these days, as I realized (and adamantly insisted) I am never addicted to these things, it is something I like to do, (of course, I'd rate The Hoarding bit as more of a bondage, compared to my actual interests heh!) and somehow these days are practically Strange Magic to me as I am happier to not indulge so much in my favorite past-times. Brainwashed, you might say? No! Not at all. It just doesn't fulfill me that much, really. Sure, at times I'd be so into it, but as it wore on, I hardly recollect much of it in my thoughts. I mean, I still do it because I am used to it / like it (and probably rave about it) , but it doesn't occupy much of time there after (unless those hoarded items..)
Case in point is Guardians of The Galaxy, Volume 2. Sure, I love the heck of the movie and the Awesome Mix #2, and I even went and watch it on the first day. Would I watch it again? (perhaps, but not really because of my current state) I still talk about it, however I need a moment longer to process how was it (thank God I have a good memory of how'd the movie go) and that's it.
Now on to the myriad of TV Series that I follow, I kinda like keep 'em around (as I told a friend, it seems as if I am stashing 'em for rainy days) and as I recalled from my earlier post/list, I am pretty sure most of it has dropped down the level of importance/must-watch-ness. Sure, the eagerly awaited American Gods is the exception (but hey, it was the pilot last week, so give it time before I drop it a peg or two) and it is brilliant btw.

So what exactly has happened to me?
Something good indeed.
I am sure.

There's a reason He called me back to Taiping, and as time goes, pieces of His plans are comprehensible to me.
Well, I've to keep this re-write short I suppose.
Until then, happy belated birthday to me,

30+ years in Taiping and I never knew of this shop. Awesome halal signature side-dish. Man!

Week of blessings continued. Made a 2nd batch of Pasta with Sausages (as I warmed to the idea it is ok to copout and do Pasta with Sausages) and bless'd a brother before his journey. I fed him good !!

Gay doesn't it? Caught up with a dear old BFF for a good 3 hours over 2 lattes.