Breakfast at the Botanical Gardens
I had a good run at botanical gardens this morning. My bro, dency, me, pastor, aunty diana and char went for a early jog. We all (except my bro) took 1 round around the garden, then me and pastor went for another. There’s this red brick road which is like ultra xiong la! my calfs hurt cos the shoes keep making my feet roll outwards. Nearing the end, pastor was too fast for me and he disappeared into the distance. After everything we went to the visitors center to eat breakfast. I had a western set.
Oh well.. after that went for 2 hours of choir. Sian la, sometimes I don’t know what we practise for anyway. Although we’re clearly not into it for sounding good anymore (something which I only dare to say recently), its still so quality driven to the point where I wonder where’s the point where its too low quality to be edifying? I believe we have long long long passed that point by God’s grace and we should spend our time doing other things. What other things you ask? Quantity, Less practise, More people driven less music driven? To hell with the music if nobody is edified, nobody is encouraged and nobody is blessed. The same if the quality takes over the reason of singing to edify the belivers. The music was made by God, for God and is one way he can bless his people. Whats the point if not these two? No point la! Anger does not produce the righteousness of God and in my anger and irritaion I must not sin. Sigh. More being less doing. I’m still not being all that is required of me. More being less doing.
Have i mentioned that I am starting to hate the sound of my voice? Its this contant annoyance that talks about me all the time. Shut up YH, just shut up.
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