Everybody has a song, I try to be a good listener

When I gaze into your lovely eyes

I know that this is not just lies

I’d still hold on to you ever so tight

If you ever tried to shake me with your might

Nothing could ever convince me

that you’re not the one for me

Its not just when we talk

but also even when we walk,

that you make me wana stutter

because my heart is a in a cluster

When we kiss its like “ohhhhhhh!”

you complete me,

you make me whole

This happened a few days ago, dint have the time to get it here so here it goes:

The following happened between 1800 hrs to 1830 hours.

I boarded the train at outram park, the purple line, surprisingly got a seat at this rush hour timing. I was sitting beside a nice pleasant gentleman, out of no where, a friend of his showed up, they started to chat, that friend standing in front of him.

Chatting about mundane stuff, about problems he was facing in his life, about his last year in NTU, the guy seated was facing unemployment; “depressing” i thought to myself.

Unzipping my bag, taking out my iPod, I begin to select songs for the next 30 minutes of train ride; Just before I was about to pop in the headphones, I heard “are you a christian?”, I looked up, it was the friend of the guy seated next to me.

Curiosity always got the better of me, I could’nt help but to leave my iPod unplugged, eavedropping on their conversation; the man, in his late 20s started to share how he was depressed and suicidal, and how God unfolded in his life.

Apparently, the man found many opportunities knocking on his life after he went to church, but spoke about being skeptical and all; by this time, a nice caucasian lady with a semi-circle table walked in, we were only at douby guat. I looked up and a nice lady sitting opposite me gave me a nice smile, I smiled back.

Working in a financial institution, the man standing began to share how he got the job from a member of the church and a series of events that followed that led to his success, giving praise to God for every chance. By this time, the train just passed Potong Pasir.

Giving his name card and after being invited church, the man seated said he’ll consider going. Bidding farewell and exchanging contacts, the man with a christian book in his hand alighted at Serangoon.

This set me thinking, how powerful our personal testimony are to our friends, especially when they can see the results for themselves, how often do we tend to forget this important part about giving our personal testimonies?

2 Timothy 1:8
[ Not Ashamed of the Gospel ] Therefore do not be ashamed of the testimony of our Lord, nor of me His prisoner, but share with me in the sufferings for the gospel according to the power of God,

Its really wierd, how things fall into place; Looking at how our world is desgined, the perfect oxygen contents and replenishment system, natural balance of the food chain, soil contents and water contents for plants to grow, the natural order for water to be cleanse. Looking at all these, its simply brilliant- we cannot deny that theres a creator, we cannot deny the exsistance of God.

How our lives come to be of, engineered events of our lives, so detailed, down to every meal you take, every breath you took, our lives so intellegently engineered to who we are today.

Think about it, major events that spun your life off to different routes, would it be the route you’re walking on today? Crucial dicisions made, friends, relationship, family, what do they all have influence over? They decide who you are.

Often we hear, it is not you that decides who you are, but rather society that decides; how true is, that the people around us are the ones that decides who are we? Who then, are we to say who we are? We dont decide for ourselves.

How are we being so cleverly engineered today? Maybe the next 1 hour of your life will spin you off in another direction, or maybe after reading this? No one knows, theres no such thing as tentative truths except for One.

Are you being engineered for success? I know i am.