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"The Write Type Of Change"

No Less. No More. Just matt(e).

I embarked on a writing spree a few years ago. I never stopped. And I wanted to share it with others. To learn, to love, to live.

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Currents

We teach our children to swim. In the hope they might survive. When winds, and storm and the waves And the currents of the ocean Pull...

How Hard To Be A Parent

Two days ago, Singapore's new Prime Minister announced a slew of changes, with many of them targeted at children - from a significant...

Repentance

What is true repentance if the sorry is not meant for those whom it should be for? Many are repentant, but to whom? To those beneath us,...

Those Who Truly Care

Over the last few years, I have taken the step to leave many things behind. And in the process of leaving them behind, I have also come...

I Know I Am Nothing

I know, at the end of the day, many things that have come and gone will be nothing. The tears, the joys and successes - will eventually...

All my bags are packed

I'm ready to go CDP - I leave you all knowing that many of you want to rise up beyond me. And in many ways, I'm the generation in...

Blameless

We have chosen .... Leaders for the next generation... Leaders chosen for being blameless... Blameless in the eyes of the leaders who...

Light of the World

Illuminate. Light sometimes can scare, such as when this rare squid species flashes its tentacles at its prey. It warns of danger in the...

Thresholds of Obedience

I quit my job yesterday. And, many things told me not to. A good paycheck. A brand name. Nice colleagues. Yet there are other reasons...

Trauma? Hurt.

Just found out today the killer of the Singapore girl in Spain was my brother's primary school friend and also someone everyone in my...

Spent

Last two weeks was harsh. I'm pretty tired. Pretty spent. I asked myself. What am I working for? People judge me all the time. I know....

The World - A Reflection of Self

The War in Gaza. As the world shall remember it. An aggressor, Hamas, came into their homes and took people away. They took Israel's...

The Trauma Switchboard

A few years ago, I lost power. A massive blackout. I went to the switchboard The master switch had tripped. Emergency power had restored...

Maybe We Were Just Meant to Walk

If Jesus is all we have, He is all we need. Sometimes when we look at the bible and we read all the different depictions of life in the...

Too Young To Go

It's sad to hear when a young person passes away. One of my former interns in CDP did at 25 years old. Just one week short of her...

Reason to Celebrate

Today is sometimes a very ironic day for me. Life is surely bittersweet. There's the sweet memories, but also the emptiness, that I have...

Must One Lead

You know, there's a recent trend in all churches in Singapore to talk about succession. This is probably linked to a thought that every...

Somehow Just Different

We like to think We came from the same genes and share the same blood We grew up together We attended the same school We have similar...

Covered No More

One of the last gifts I left my mum was a book about Mother Theresa. The world lauds her as a great saint, a bringer of peace. How is...

All the more we must ponder

Sometimes, we ought to slow down to listen to God. In this intense and rapid world, all the more we must ponder Knowledge has risen...

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Someone you might want to know. 
If you remember the boy who loves God, loves his mum, and loves his family.

Within the East Coast Plan. 
Telok Kurau. Almost with a sea view.

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