My new sounds:
My new sounds:
It’s been a while since I posted anything. A really long while, and so much has changed since I last posted on this platform. I kept feeling the need to say something about the sudden explicit transformation my life has undergone but couldn’t find someone to talk to so I guess I’ll just post it here since I have a bit of time to spare right now.
Everything started after I graduated from Dunman High School. You know how they say that you only appreciate something when it’s gone? Well, that was the first time I actually felt that sort of emotion hit me. To be brutally honest, I disliked the school. I would be lying if I said I didn’t wake up every morning with a certain sense of dread that I had to spend about 6-8 hours in an environment I wasn’t comfortable with. Well that gradually improved in the later years of my school life but it was still there in some form, somewhere in my head I guess. Completing the A levels revealed to me a new lease of life. Never before had I felt so free, without a care in the world. I had one of the most (not like I had many but still…) enjoyable holidays in my short 18 years of life, I shared great moments with my friends and family, everything went well and in that period, I figured out that it would be ideal to find out what I really wanted to do with my life. Thus, I looked towards further education, possible part-time jobs I could take, a career I could possibly build up while studying, I would say that I had everything planned out.
Then came the 14th of February. I enlisted in the Singapore Armed Forces, shaved my head, ‘married’ a rifle and started wearing pixelised green.
The first 2 weeks of my enlistment felt like an entire month (partially due to the confinement). Everyday felt like a drag and the only thing that kept me going was the possibility of a life of more freedom in the time that I was doing my National Service should I perform well in my BMT (Basic Military Training). Also, it was in the 9 weeks of BMT that I began to appreciate every little thing that I ever had in my life, even the simplest of amenities that one will usually overlook. Nevertheless, I got through BMT with the help of my family and BMT mates (Raven 33!). Despite the restriction of freedom and all, looking back, I really enjoyed the time I spent in Tekong complaining and training alongside my mates. There we go again, “you never appreciate something till its gone”, of course I didn’t like it while I was going through it. I only started to like it around the… 8th week or so? I don’t really recall but you get my point.
Next phase of National Service would be what happens after BMT (which was only a short 2 months out of the 34 months I have to serve). As with what I had planned to do during BMT (quote :”only thing that kept me going was the possibility of a life of more freedom in the time that I was doing my National Service should I perform well in my BMT” ), I managed to fulfill that prospect and found myself posted to Officer Cadet School (OCS). I remember that at that point in time, I was thinking of the awesome campus in SAFTI that I had visited twice before and of the new amount of freedom that I’ll get to enjoy (not forgetting the higher pay $.$) and thus, I was pretty satisfied. Oh and not forgetting the block leave that I had after passing out from BMT, nothing felt better than that (other than the lack of hair) but that’s besides the point.
The first 2 weeks OCS did feel pretty long again probably due to the “no-more-army” mentality that came in a short week of block leave, but it was more tolerable than the confinement weeks I had in BMT. I was posted to Echo Wing for some Common Leadership Module thingum and it was really different from all the previous NS experiences that I had in the aspect that, I pretty much enjoyed it.
Now what is it that couldn’t be smooth-sailing that I’d have to post about it. I mean, everything that I’ve written so far stated smooth occurrences and all, there is only a single explicit change which EVERY guy in Singapore has to go through? No big deal eh. That’s what I thought. Let’s just say that I thought wrong.
After CLM I was posted to MIDS Wing. Yes, the Navy, as an NSF. Well, many would say that it’s a privilege as for my batch of hundreds of officer cadets, only 10 have been chosen to enter the Navy as NSFs. That would be the start of my troubles.
You see, what I’ve been used to during my NS was all about finding the most efficient way to do things and sometimes, taking the short way round and being open to changes would be the best way to do that. Also, what I’ve learnt was that weekends are the most precious days of my life as of now - you can do whatever you want to me in camp, just don’t touch my weekends. When I got to the Navy, however, EVERYTHING changed. People stuck by the book and refused to deviate from the standard procedure, people were willing to burn their weekends just to make sure they do well in tests or whatsoever and the worst thing is, I’m more or less expected to do the same. Everything was a culture shock and all. Well, I wouldn’t blame them as this is their career path after all and needless to say, they would want to do well. Well, this isn’t my career so I should be able to do it my own way and so I thought that if they do their thing and I do my thing everything would be chummy and all. Well, wrong again. My weekends are getting burnt more than I would like and all the plans that I’ve had from way before are now… crushed.
I don’t think I’ll elaborate on exact events and details but lets just say that the regulars and NSFs have a different way of doing things and the regulars aren’t exactly that supportive of it. There, is where the conflict starts and will continue for um.. 3 more months or so?
Now I’m not done with my course yet and who knows, I might go out of course at some point. Making judgemental remarks as of now is completely premature and unwarranted. But I’m writing this post just to pen down how I feel about life right now. Pretty shitty ): aaaaaand that’s about all.
Maybe I’ll post again sometime soon.
"What we give every week is the measure of the value that you place on your Lord and your saviour Jesus Christ. We can lift up our hands to worship god, but if the tithes are still in our pockets, then due tribute has not been given. Then our praises are empty. Our words are empty. There is no value to back it up.”
This guy is not a pastor. He is not conducting a service. He is not delivering the word of a higher deity whatsoever.
He is running a business:
"The devil may cite scripture for his purpose." - Antonio, Merchant Of Venice
"Religion is regarded by the common people as true, by the wise as false and by rulers as useful" - Seneca the Younger
“We were always told that God would make rich those who donated more.” - Interview with an ex-CHC member
Really? Does your belief for God stand on finances? Do you really believe that by supplying endless amounts of finances your “love” for God will be justified?
Most of all, looking at some background information, this man supplies the finances for a 28,000 a month mansion in Hollywood for his wife. He stays in Sentosa Cove, a residence that requires much more than “financial stability” to maintain. Do you trust this man with your sacrifices for God when he, the pastor encouraging your sacrifices, is spending such exorbitant amounts?
It is understandable that many have shown support for him. He is your pastor, he is part of your family. But maybe it is time to step back and view it from a different perspective.
He has already been arrested. He would be in jail now if he had not supplied half a million worth of bail.
If he really is innocent, there is no need to scream and protest on all sorts of social networks (Twitter: #ibelieveintheCHCcrossover etc.) There really is no need. Based on what you say, God watches over everything and if he has done nothing wrong, he will be fine.
Only he knows what he has done, and time will tell.
It’s just so damn beautiful.
“Security camera clips that make the news usually show bad things, but Coke decided to ‘look at the world a little differently’ in this heartwarming viral video. They found security camera footage from around the world showing happy moments: people stealing kisses instead of possessions, dealing potato chips instead of drugs, and offering car assistance rather than road rage.” [x]