we had an intresting time of sharing yesterday. chris shared about an image, she had.

just a re-cap, a short excerpt from her blog:
Anyways, speaking of thrones...while I was driving to school this morning, I had an image of what it meant by us Christians saying "having God sit on the throne of our hearts". It was an interesting image, almost cartoonish, but Chern said it was rather insightful.

Imagine a throne that God is supposed to sit on. A throne that is able to shrink or grow according to how big you want to make it for Him. Take a normal sized throne. If God were to sit on it, he would neither be uncomfortable, nor comfortable; probably feeling how you would when sitting in those cane chairs you have at Starbucks or Coffeebean. There's not much you can do apart from talking, listening, eating drinking, dozing off, reading, et cetera. (keep in mind, I'm talking chair here, MINUS the table.)
Then, imagine a larger throne, perhaps the size of a King sized bed. You could put a puzzle together on it, wrap a gift with pretty paper & ribbons, do your homework, do your sit ups, et cetera.
Now, imagine one the size of a big dining hall (ya, lah! No such throne, but I'm using this as an analogy!) and the kind of things God could do on that throne - cook, sew, do research, have lunch & dinner dates with His believers, et cetera. IDEA: There's so so much that can be done in a big space!
So, think about the size of the throne that you have offered God to sit on. What is it that you allow Him to do in your life while sitting on that throne? I do not doubt that He is able to do His "walakazaam" stuff and zap something in (or out) of order, but don't you want more? A relationship that is fulfilling, filled with love, joy, peace & discipline? Miracles? Signs & wonders? Wow...I can hardly imagine the possibilities awaiting as I upgrade my "furniture" for God daily...

and so we asked. how big is god's throne in our heart? and each of us drew a picture of how big god's throne is in our heart and all the other things that clutter our heart.


and i compared god's throne in my heart to drawing smileys! i don't know why really. i guess i was trying to say, i do a lot of stuff that are really unecessary, like drawing smileys, and i do draw like A LOT of smileys everyday. but that's besides the point, i really do a lot of stuff that are so uncessary, and probably would not matter if i didnt do them. and i wonder why i rather actually do these stuff rather than spend the time with god.

i do hope one day that the size of god's throne in my heart will be big enough for him to set up chemistry labs and ride a bmx bike around! wheeee! that's the size i want god's throne in my heart to be. and i want his throne to be in the center of it all! i want to lead a god centered life.


throughout this whole post, i refrained from drawing a single smiley! yayness! heh, bleah. actually i cheated, i deleted all of them off.

argh! i've got my first D grade! a bare pass for my crit paper. thank goodness it's just 20% of this sem's module. i'm not really too worried about it though, afterall, it's just the first paper, and i haven't exactly written anything ever since the o's, so i'm out of practise. A reminder to myself that language requires constant practise. i should start reading more too (: so many lovely books out there, so little time.

with everything going great for me, i can't help myself, i find myself waking up with two sleepy eyes and a smile on my face every morning (:

i read something heart warming this morning.

REAL LOVE CHANGES PEOPLE -----
by Max Lucado

When Catherine Lawes' husband, Lewis, became the warden on Sing Sing
prison in 1921, she was a young mother of three daughters. Everybody
warned her never to step foot inside the walls. But she didn't listen
to them. When the first prison basketball game was held, in she went,
three girls in tow, and took a seat in the bleachers with the inmates.

When she heard that one convicted murderer was blind, she taught him
Braille so he could read. Upon learning of inmates who were hearing
impaired, she studied sign language so they could communicate. For
sixteen years Catherine Lawes softened the hard hearts of the men of
Sing Sing.

The prisoners knew something was wrong when Lewis Lawes didn't report
to work. Quickly the word spread that Catherine had been killed in a
car accident. The following day as the acting warden took his early
morning walk, he noticed a large gathering at the main gate. Every
prisoner pressed against the fence. Eyes awash with tears. Faces
solemn. No one spoke or moved.

The warden made a remarkable decision. “All right, men, you can go.
Just be sure to check in tonight.� These were America's hardest
criminals. But the warden unlocked the gate for them, and they walked
without escort or guard to the home of Catherine Lawes to pay their
last respects. And to a man, each one returned.

Real love changes people.

Didn't God's love change you? Weren't you, like the prisoner, blind?
You couldn't see beyond the grave. You couldn't see your purpose in
life until he showed you. And you couldn't hear either. You'd never
heard of such love and kindness, and you never would have heard of
it, but God spoke in your language. And, most of all, he set you
free. You are free! Free to run away. Free to harden your heart. But
you don't. Or if you do, you come back. Why?

Because you've never been loved like this before.

------
it's amazing how god's love shines through you, truely you will never know the kind of impact you make on other people's life. 1 cor 13:13 and now these three remain: faith, hope and love. but the greatest of these is love. (:

i had a rather thoughtful day today. i thought about lotsa stuff during my studio.

i though about...

how angry i was last week with my lecturer for picking on me during my class, just because i didnt show up for one lesson. even though she accused me of everything possible that wasn't true, and failed my presentation. i thought about wwjd, and i told myself to let it go, and i felt all the anger go away, literally, i felt at peace with myself.

how the oc have come so far, be it the oc blog, oc polls, oc-live, one voice, oc's mad, oc camp and the many blessings god has given us. the new friendships forged, and i thank god especially for auntieee melly and jer, although we've only met in june, it feels like it has been donkaye years. and we're glad you have joined the kc & the pussy cats (:

how just a couple of weeks ago, we were trying hard to make more people feel welcome amongst us. we dropped them off personalised cards.

and this week, we've gotten a response (; they dropped us one back! it's encouraging to get responses.


how god's been promting me to drop off an email to someone in need. i couldn't stop thinking about it. and i'm gonna do it soon (: over the weekend perhaps.

how claris made all of us "i dun lyk you" cards because she couldn't go for ymlc since she's underage and the rest of us could. BUT she dropped me off a lovely card this morning, saying how she loves me a sis, thank you dear. i love you too.

fresh from o' levels, i remember how uncertain i felt about which path to take in the beginning of the year, and i thank god for opening and closing many doors for me. and now, i'm doing great in school, and i'm having a blast of a lifetime! school has never been so fun (: one of the many blessings god has given me.

god is great!
all the time!
and all the time!
god is great!
say amen!
amen!

right, enough of the candy talk.

i've been really happy for nothing that my wrist has been healing over the last week. but now, it kinda hurts again, because i spent 3 hrs in the morning playing with clay. and the next 3 hrs colouring. ouch!

and i was sooooo really happy colouring away! i got carried away, so much that i forgot i actually had to make this piece of jewellery. i'm stumped now! how am i gonna do that? now is one of those good times for one of those enlightenment from god. ark! lesson learnt, think before illustrating. no, THINK before illustrating.


and some stuff we did for drawing yesterday, playing around with linework is sooo cool (: it's the easiest, funnest lesson we've had.

this is line work! obviously. we drew one line across the newsprint, and passed it round the class, so everyone had to come up with a different kind of line. and so each of us had a whole class worth of lines (:

emphasis on the contour lines, basically using thickness/pressure to bring out the lighting, contrast and depth. of my amazing small lil' hand (:

here's another one.

we're supposed to draw anything we think of while my lecturer was narrating

this is SUPPOSED to be the side view of my friend, okay, i admit, i'm bad a this.

focus on a part of a sewng machine.

working out texture without defining the shape.

draw without lifting your hand off tha paper, once hand goes off! you re-draw!

another one!

wheee! and i got back my drawing assignments, the grade's 61 (: thanks to clar for lotsa help.

wheee! for all those who missed benben's biking competition by saca, here's what you missed out! he came in 1st runner up! you go ben! (:















did you know the park by bukit gombak stadium is a brilliant place to take pictures. got a lil' boorish waiting for ben, i went on a photo-taking spree! i couldn't help myself. everything was just soooo pretty! i went oOoOo! and ahHhH! wheep! i think this set is gonna come in handy for drawing class, sometime.

this one of coloured candy candel wax on some stone, with claris in the background my personal favourite (: