Chatty Lass

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• Meleen's Night Out

My toy at work yesterday. 

7:20 AM -- Reached the office, chowed down some breakfast, plugged in my earpods, placed my music player on 'Shuffle' and Work began.

I wasn't paying exclusive attention to the verse and chorus of the song, but as the music crescendos - signifying that the bridge was in motion - I heard lyrics that captured my heart and awoke my spirit...

This was not the first time I had heard the song; I've listened to it many many times when I first bought the album on iTunes. 

But this morning, something clicked deep within me and there was a paradigm shift in my heart of hearts in knowing that HE has the final say and the last word.

We live in a fallen world. And in this world, Injustice governs and, Greed, Fame and Self are the currencies by which people live their lives. 

However, as I listened to the bridge of the song, there was a new revelation that anchored my faith and reminded me that while the Prince of the Air may try his level best to bring about confusion and promote values that are in contradiction to all that God stands for (righteousness, holiness, purity, love, patience, hope, kindness, redemption... the list goes on and on and on), his efforts will roll away like sea billows when the King of Glory returns.

When that day comes, what a phenomenal day and stunning sight it will be...

As you can already tell from my post title, I am immensely thrilled about what I had for tea today. Like, mad happy.

I was exclaiming gleefully like a child at the sight of the colorful babies (my colleague very kindly bought a box back for all of us) and after a slight deliberation, I picked this rose-flavoured one and paired it with a hot mug of tea.

"All things will eventually work out for good, even if we don't see the good just yet. Somewhere in the horizon, it is there, waiting for us. We just need to persevere and be resilient on our journey towards."

Melissa Cheah - July 13, 2009

Now that I am working, Friday is THE absolute best day in the week and I try (as much as Life would allow me) to keep my weekends clear and not be tied down with anything unnecessary so that I could fill them by spending time with people whom I care about and love. 

Like, these two sweethearts, for instance...

When I was leaving, Kyra was standing by the door and bidding me goodbye, as she always does.

This time around, she gestured for me to come back in and said, "Jie Jie Melissa, come come... Kiss." I crouched down (to be at eye level with her) and was turning my face for her to give me a peck on the cheek when she planted one on me, right smack on the lips and melted my heart to a puddle of happy juice. The best way to spend my free Saturday afternoon, to date. 

"The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into the deeper and deeper shades of the night."

(Haruki Murakami)

Treated my one and only younger sibling to a good, old-fashioned date night - food, ice-cream and a movie (Iron Man 3) last Friday.

I'll get to writing a review on the movie first chance I get, when Work is not riding on me. 

Few more hours away, to be exact.


So...

Poster made with Evie, my iPhone.

and, Happy Weekend, ya'll! 

So, when my friend, Pam, shot me this iMessage this morning...

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... and said that she would blog about it just to tempt me, I thought that she was joking. 

Until I found out that she wasn't, several hours later, because, she blogged about it *here*. 

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The title of her blog post says 'Breakfast of the D.I.Y Kind' with emphasis on D.I.Y kind (I am sure if she could bold and increase the font sizes for the two words, she would) because... I asked her if she made it out of the box (read: supermarket bought pancake mix) and she got SO offended. HAHAHAHAHA. 

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Dearest Tinki Talks,

Your pancakes do look good. In fact, they look very good. However, pancakes are meant to be eaten with maple syrup or honey, and not brown sugar, ya' know? Just sayin'. :p THAT said, come back soon. We need more time together (with the little guy, of course).

Missing you and your little man already,

Chatty Lass.


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Snacks are how working people stay normal and sane. Snacks, and a paycheck at the end of the month.

I love that family is God's idea, I love that creating is one of God's greatest attributes and I am forever grateful that He made women, and placed within them a "maternal heart". 

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Dearest Mee,

Of all that you've done for me, I am most thankful that you taught me to love the Lord YOUR God with all MY heart, soul and strength. Thank you for allowing Him to be Lord of my life and being willing to surrender me back into His care, even if it came at the cost of me leaving home, growing up into my own person and having my own wishes and dreams. Above all, thank you for being a mother who loves persistently, encourages consistently and forgives easily. 

Love you to the moon and back, more than all the stars in the sky...

So wrong on a woman, but so right (and irresistible) on a baby.

On some days when Life gets too much to bear, when every ounce of your strength is drained and you feel tired to your bones, when joy is sapped from your soul and all you feel like doing is throwing in the towel...

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All you have to do is tilt your head to the skies and lift up your eyes to the heavens... Look into the face of The Man in the Clouds and let His compassionate eyes pierce deep into yours and hear Him say this:

"... Lift up your eyes now and look from the place where you are..."

(Genesis 13:14 - New King James Version)

And I promise you, (you'll know) Help is on its way... 

... for a person who studied Communications, works as a writer and whose work revolves around expression, feelings and music (of late),

"The right man will love all the things about you that the wrong man was intimidated by."

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Following *this* post, I wasn't quite done with the current affairs, but figured that beginning this on a fresh post would be a better choice.

While scrolling through a mound of Facebook postings, I took notice of two instances which I need to point out:

1. People possessing a backward mentality

- Also known as people who are of the opinion that all politicians are bad, change is not possible and Malaysia is headed nowhere fast. The truth couldn't be more distorted and a person couldn't have their vision anymore constrained.

It irks me, to my very core, to read of such comments. To add insult to the injury, these are persons who were born in Malaysia, have grown, thrived, obtained their education and enjoyed the harvest of the land.

The mention of such words only highlights shallowness and draws attention to an ungrateful attitude.


2. People who are proud to be Penangites but ashamed to be Malaysians

- Seen this too many times in the past few days. I am unapologetic in saying this: Such statements are immensely silly and it emphasises selfishness. It is a reckless line to be used during such a tensed hour and in this delicate situation.

Amongst many of Aristotle's quotes, one of his most famous quote is this: "The whole is greater than the sum of its parts." The BIBLE talks about being united as one and when one part of the body hurts, the entire body is in jeopardy. So, why then are we dicing up Malaysia into state pieces, when as a whole, our worth is so much more?




Given, there are a couple or more examples that I would love to shed some light on, but lunch time is almost over and work beckons. So, ciao for now...

From what I am seeing, GE 13 has and is still stirring up a lot of emotions. And as it is with emotions, it is usually accompanied by a wave of responses.

While I get that the upset rants, anguish comments and pent-up statuses are warranted, I chose not to succumb to it, tough as it was. It took everything I had within me to not lash it out there in writing, bash up more than a handful of deviously scheming people along the way and sit way up on my self-erected pedestal, feeling incredibly proud of myself.

Truth be told, for the past four days, I have felt like driving my fist into the wall every single time I read news from the mainstream media. I wonder if those in position of power have in their (air-filled) heads that they are governing a flock of gullible sheep, instead of citizens who are educated. I question the credibility of journalism and the authenticity of news more and more each day. I am in disbelief about the integrity of information gatekeepers, who are supposed to be unbiased and without prejudice. Most of all, I am in shock at the lengths by which a man is willing to go for power and money. It makes my stomach churn with disgust and it rises up like a bitter bile in my throat whenever I think about it.

However, while I know that most Malaysians echo my sentiments, Facebook does not need to log my thought process and maintain a record of my emotions; because once you put it out there, retracting it back is impossible.

I firmly believe that what our nation needs at this moment is not vehement venting, but enduring encouragement, consistent courage and persisting perseverance.

I believed with all my heart for Change to happen. I hoped with all my heart that Justice will prevail. I was confident that Righteousness would triumph. 

As I drove to work this AM, I poured my heart out to God. Tears weren't spared, they flowed freely and without reservation. 

However, I sensed in my heart of hearts that this isn't the end. I know within my Spirit that God IS in control of all things. I am assured that the Prince of Peace is the one reigning supreme in our nation. 

And most of all, I know that our best days are ahead of us.

Malaysians, today I urge you, have Hope.