April 2, 2006

Solitude and Silence

Filed under: Literature

Adapted from Compass mag Vol. 10. 

"Solitude builds depth in one’s soul. And silence is the space in which the still small voice of God is often heard most distinctly. As such, the spiritual discipline of solitude and silence is an indispensable contemporary agenda in Christian mentoring…
"In solitude I get rid of my scaffolding: no friends to talk with, no telephone calls to make, no books to distract, no meetings to attend, no music to entertain, just me–naked, vulnerable, weak, sinful, deprived, broken–nothing. It is this nothingness that I have to face in my solitude, a nothingness so dreadful that everything in me wants to run to my friends, my work and my distraction so that I can forget my nothingness and make myself believe I am worth something… Thus I try again to run from the dark abyss of my nothingness and restore my false self in all its vainglory… Solitude is… the place of purification and transformation, the place of the great struggle and the great encounter. Solitude is not simply a means to an end. Solitude is its own end. It is the place where Christ remodels us in his own image and frees us from the victimizing compulsion of the world."
The Way of the Heart, by Henri Nouwen
In the compulsive nervousness of a restless world… there is a growing need for a Christian restedness that is rooted in Christ. The portal that ushers us into this corridor of rested faith is solitude and silence. And surrender. For after all, surrender (the key to transformation) is the worthy fruit of solitude and silence. 
Have a blessed pilgrimage ahead. In solitude. In silence. In surrender to the Almighty."

Die Quickly

Filed under: Literature
Author: Elisabeth Elliot
Source: A Lamp For My Feet
To hold onto something with a desperate grip is not the way to die. Death is a painful process, and restoratives offered to the dying wretch bound to his wheel only prolong his agony. There are times when the thing to do is simply to die. I am thinking, of course, of dying to the self. We clutch so tenaciously to our rights, hopes, ambitions, something to which God has perhaps said a plain no… The way into life is death, and if we refuse it we are refusing Him who showed us that way and no other. The love which is strong as death is not only willing to save the beloved, it is willing to seem, if necessary, pitiless, insensitive, unloving, if that is what will help the beloved to die–that is, to be released from the bondage of self, which is death, and thus enter the gateway of life. Archbishop Fenelon wrote to the countess of Montberon, "You want to die, but to die without any pain…. You must give all or nothing when God asks it. If you have not the courage to give at least let Him take."

Scent of Sea

Filed under: General

Sake Sushi at Sentosa was really nice! There was a Lindy Hop Party and I bumped into Sally, my TPS friend, who was there with her SO for the party. It seems like her dance school organises enough of such parties. Lindy Hop looks like a great workout. She bumped into another of our TPS friend but I didn’t spot him. We had ice cream after that. It was yum. Walking by the beach, hearing the waves crash into the shores again was nice. 

Raffles Marina is really beautiful. We walked along the jetty and I spotted jellyfish propelling itself in the water after a school of small fish, changing its course wherever the school swam. Quite comical. Will it ever catch its prey? LOL!
The sea during the night and day looked inviting. Made me wanna take a dip. Actually, it would be really nice to be able to don a tank and breathe bubbles again, and just to hover, observing a coral teeming with life. 





















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