And thanks for all the fish! This blog was great while it lasted, but its time has come.
Yosh!
“For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known.”
Dear Readers, I’m considering shutting down this blog or allowing it to atrophy. Instead, I’ll move my future writings to a pseudonymous or anonymous platform, which I intend to share with people who know me. These are the factors I’ve considered: (1) One year into this job, I feel less comfortable exposing my interior life […]
Back when Thought Catalog was still in vogue, I read this article. Re-reading it yesterday, I find myself still identifying with it as wholly as I did six years ago. In this instance, this extract is particularly relevant: I have fallen in love with countless people only through reading their personal blogs, feeling as if […]
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If you asked random people on the street, they would be hard pressed to name a job that requires them to be more two-faced than lawyers. But I seem to have stumbled upon one.
First, this work seems too worldly. Second, I am skirting the Machiavellian. Third, I don’t buy into the Westphalian order.
Eyes of wonder, smile of gold
Bursts of starlight in your soul
Dreams you’ll find worth waiting for
These I wish for you, and a little bit more
[On behalf of Shepherds II, I delivered this address on 10 June 2018 at this year’s first 1Cor12 event ‘Pray, Praise, & Play’. For records, the text below is an edited version of my script.] Hi everyone, thank you for coming for our first 1Cor12 event of this year. My name is Melvyn, and I’m […]
To come back home, home again.
Memories get embedded in songs. For me, Michael Buble’s Everything reminds me of existential MSN conversations that my secondary school friends and I had while waiting for DOTA to begin. Hillsong’s Sinking Deep recalls my struggle to immerse myself in God’s presence as I walked from Bras Basah MRT to Fortune Centre before the deluge […]
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