THE NEXT ACT

I deactivated my Facebook account temporarily.  I am now free from its hold and I got more time to do things important to me that I have unheeded doing like blogging most of the time . Back in the days when Facebook hasn't been invented blogging was the forefront of my social media postings. This I realized at the start of writing this blog. I just woke up, grabbed my smart phone which has been always on the side table or just on the bed beside me or under my pillow. My phone serves also as an alarm clock among others like stealing my sleepy mode to end up being wide awake in the middle of the night. Looking at the apps in my phone, now that my Facebook is deactivated what is the fuss on checking the phone? I check twitter and Instagram which do not last long compared to Facebook. And then here I am......blogging.

I usually want to wake up as early as I can have an alone time when there is peace and quiet. I think I belong to the species where their source of strength is in the silence of the heart. I know lots of people who find energy in loudness. Like they find being too quiet is such a boring and depleting. I reckon that this is true mostly to young ones. I could not reason out that I am in my grand age. Because when I was younger I find that being quiet is the most productive moment. I tried to go to the loudness side of the force once but it does not work for me. It drains me. I figured this out a long time ago when I find myself reading books fast when I wake up in the early morning when everybody is still asleep. There is power in silence. Physical strength is not what I am talking about here. It is more on the mind and soul power. There are books that say that there is power in silence. Meditation is one way of rejuvenation of the soul and it can only be done in the silence of the h...

Who wants to suffer in the first place? You may say that if it ain't for something good you prefer to have a worry-free, careless, fantastic life.  I would rather lie down on the beach than crawling in the wilderness.  Or I prefer to eat a burger over a plate of mashed carrots.  Or I would rather watch TV than mowing.  But there must be something good behind the pain. Sacrificing is making you suffer for a good cause. A lady colligue of mine shaved her whole head in support for the cure of her bff's cancer. She used to sport a fantastic short blond hair sparkling a flyaway on her back neck.  And she was willing to go bald.  She came over my desk bald and all with a money basket. I who has been used to credits did not have cash at that moment but I promised to go over her desk to donate once I got the cash which I did.  Sweet. I mean who would refuse to give money to someone who has deprived herself from looking good to show that she cares and tha...

While my wife and my son were doing usual stuff in the living room, I thought of going to bedroom for some reason. I sat on the bed and saw the bible in the side shelves. I picked up and open a page. Blessed are those who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of the heavens. Blessed are you when they reproach and persecute you, and while speaking lies, say every evil thing against you because of Me. – Matthew 5: 10-11. O yeah. These verses are what I need to get me going. There is a reason for me to be steadfast in doing good even in the midst of being persecuted at times. The reward is great because I am blessed. And then I prayed and asked God, “Have I done something to harm You or harm anyone?” I stayed quiet for a while. And then I said to myself, “I am ok.” I know that I have been transformed for the better for doing good. And then I went back and joined my family in the living room.

I hit the ground running after I was told that they need a design scheme for such and such and councillor needed the design to be presented before the community affected as a proposal by Monday. I was given one week to do it which I know in my normal phase should not be sufficient. I needed to work overtime in my calculation in which I did. What I haven’t calculated was some on the desk request or public enquiries that I needed to accommodate as well as part of my job. I already damped some of the requests while reasoning out that I got an important job for the big boss blah blah blah. I did a bit of time management and a bit of intense facial expression in front of the computer manifesting “i-am-busy-don’t-bother-me” look. To cut it, it was all done on the dot with pat on the back from the big boss and I put smile on my face on way out of the cubicle. Appreciation is such a powerful drive. It is indeed a magic word that gets the giver to push harder to give and give. Do you ev...

When someone would ask what the all-time favourite song of mine is, the first thing that comes to my mind is the song originally sung by Steve Green which was taken from the passage Philippians 1:6. “He who began a good work in you will be faithful to fulfil it.” What is my favourite passage? And my answer is obviously that passage. Why? Every time I get to read the passage or hear that song especially in the times that I’ve been tested, my eyes get to dazzle from a wee bit of moisture. It speaks of God of being so faithful that he will never live you till the end. Once you know through your gifts that God has started something for you to fulfil and you obediently do it, He assures you He will make way for you to fulfil it. You just need to be faithful and steadfast no matter what. Never give in. Never sway even in the midst of being tested. Don’t stoop down to the level of the wicked that make your undertaking a wee bit harder. You know what is true. And it is God-given truth. Hold on...

Being a planner, I always make it a point that everything I do has some kind of assurance that it is well thought of. Although there are cases that I wanna rely on my gut-feel, I have a tendency to make quick assessment on the possibility of several what-ifs. I would say that where there is risk it has to be well thought of rather than gamble. I am lousy gambler. That’s why I cling to more assurance. I guess risk is something perceived. Perception can be coated with cynicism which gears to taking too much unnecessary caution. Sensible scepticism can be good especially when the result of your calculation false down to failure. But not everything has to be well thought of. Sometimes how you feel about it makes the best gauge on what the best move is. But sometimes what you think and what you feel add up to confusion that leads to tension. I guess too much thinking and too much emotion is cynical. Once it is get to point of out of control when your mind and your heart are messing with you...