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"Sacho is a township in Baringo District, Rift Valley Province, Kenya. It is located along Kabarnet - Eldama Ravine road 15 kilometres south of Kabarnet and 10 kilometres north of Tenges. Sacho is the headquarters of Sacho division, an administrative division in Baringo district. Sacho division has a population of 11,856 (1999 census [1]). Sacho division has the following locations: Chepkerwo, Kabasis, Kibonjos, Sacho Mosop and Sacho Soi [2]. Sacho is part of Baringo county Council and Baringo Central Constituency [3]. Daniel arap Moi, the second president of Kenya, was born in Sacho."
A what was called "innovative-ly-smarty-panty simon lingo-istic" "Sacho" was introduced not shortly during the 07/08 where much Karen mission trippers and gang were fever high on. A quick dip into the wiki and amusment sparks out everywhere. Enjoy!
Intrigue but surely! :)
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Why would I need to even lift my eyes and gaze upon you? Is it not that I'm much better for you? Besides, I conceded the many things we had have done. But one thing is needed. And I NEED GOD!
Sorry for the determination to severed all ties with you :)
Live happy! Ain't a slave to myself no more :)
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Q. Why was the woman in the Bible turned into a pillar of salt?
A. Because she was dissatisfied with her lot.
Instead of God creating the world in six days and resting on the seventh, He would have put it off until the night before it was due and then pulled an all-nighter.
The Last Supper would have been eaten the next morning – cold.
The Ten Commandments would actually be only five – double-spaced and written in a large font.
New edition would be published every two years in order to limit reselling.
Forbidden fruit would have been eaten because it wasn't cafeteria food.
Paul's letter to the Romans would become Paul's email to abuse@romans.gov.
Saturday, February 07, 2009
And this had became a systematical re-enactment, if that was how it best describe the case, of how the Bible runs. Lots of poof-pow-bang in the beginning and then.. 400 years of silence after Prophet Malachi. (I forfeited the "Best in knowledge for Bible" since I peeked)
Anyhow, this is my fair share of what had happen throughout this busy month of Jan and a little bit of Feb as we eat into it.
Work was pretty hectic since day 1 of sliding back into the flow of the camp and.. Boy! It's such one rapid leading to a waterfall! Tremendous changes, implementation and working coming alongside. Here's a little part that consist at least 10% of the whole "Simon's Pie Chart Theorem"
- EP day (Emergency Preparedness Day, and you guys should know. The little fair we hold @ some void deck or open field.)
- National Day Parade, preparation.
And these are more then enough to crush my lung leaving just fair for living.
But I do have plenty of space to do my personnel stuff anyway... Not that bad as I painted to you I hope.
After all I did have time to celebrate B'days of buddies, chilling out for some dining session, got to catch up with some peeps too and more more more...
Oh! I'm also into trying to "paint" using words to sketch out my thoughts, touching a little on intellectuality of course, which apparently I flunk. Petty interesting way to use words to map out thoughts and paint a vivid picture to target audiences.
Not that I've look down on painting with pens, it still share the same ancestry since it involved pens right? Self-assuredly, Yes! It was. Ha!
Alright... Maybe I'll end with one entry from my personnel journal and one random thought. :)
16th Jan, Friday
"I figured it out somewhere and somehow there's alot that is going to occur to me. Anyhow, had to struggle with the fact of joining NTU/NIE to further as a teacher. Affected me lots as Dani mentioned momentarily about how she had the exact same encounters as me being have to let down a prestigious work at the international school and turn to God's calling that eventually led her to Singapore on a scholarship and a eventual marriage. Much was also said by WT as of what she mention about her views on me as a full-timer in Christian ministry. None was touched on teaching, which, I rather be more orientated to be. Much to my delight when Pris Quek mentioned her support for me to join NTU/NIE. I rule it as bias-ness for myself.
I'm thoroughly confused and lost. His kingdom or mine? What was His plan for me? I just cannot let down the fact I cannot join NTU/NIE. Why? It really hit hard on me. A penny for Your thoughts God!
Yet with un-profound courage, I wanted so badly to demand God to reveal His plan for me so that I could have a chance to converse and negotiate a terms for me to go into NTU/NIE.
I felt tremendously terrified and terrible!"
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And I thought most of the time, "Muslim ethnic group seems so much more "Christian" in times."
Saturday, January 24, 2009
And here it is.. Can you believe it? My computer crash on me on more then 10 over occasions in one single day. How lucky I am!
And it did cause so much emotion... So much for the sporadic mooting feeling. Howsoever! Looking on the bright side and that is the com is well alive, fit; not that much of a fiddle, running; consecutively how long? and it's definitely no crashing for the night. Which adds on to a plus point anyway.
Firstly a quote from today's daily bread reads : "But size is nothing; substance is everything. Whether you’re pastoring a small church or leading a small Bible study or Sunday school class, serve them with all your heart. Pray, love, teach by word and example. Your little place is not a steppingstone to greatness. It is greatness. — David H. Roper"
It's for you
:: Ps Dani + el & Japheth (if that call for the fact that you guys do read some way or another)
you too!
:: Justus, and I could quote one famous line by the great O'Nathanael "Could anything good come out of Galilee?". By the courtesy of John 1:46, if ya digg'n. Which! Apparently! I like to change it to "Could anything good come out of Justus's mind?"
(you know I'm kidd'n)
:: Anand. Knock! Knock! Where in the World are you? Or should I say: " You mean. You're in this World!?" Pulling ya leg anyway.
Ok. Seemingly pointless doing this and rushing out just some randomness. Spare me for the suspend ya? Think alot is going through my mind and I like to pen down A.K.A type down my thought in some in-formative way.
Actually started out reading and re-reading on some books namely
Reading/ Read:
- Blood Brothers, Nora Roberts (The Seven Trilogy)
- The Hollow, Nora Roberts (The Seven Trilogy)
- For One More day, Mitch Albom
- Jesus Among Other Gods, Ravi Zacharias
Re-reading:
- Wild At Heart by John Eldredge
- Finding A Lasting Love, Dick Purnell
and some titles from folks like.. Rick Warren, Elizabeth Elliot (it's a recommendation though), Neil T. Anderson...
Ok. However on the lighter-side, Justus linked me to this very VERY interesting video.
Hope you guys make out what it was, nothing seriously anyhow :)
Right! My fair share of sharing. Lots to do later on for tomorrow's service. Right :)'Trust not there's the perfect one for you,
instead,
Trust in The perfect One for you.'
- Isaiah Simon
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Think I might had broken a few bundles of nerves, pulled a couple of tendons and lured like whole truck load of fatigue. The input was a sporting event on a simple noon/ evening setting with the sun blazing (Thank God!), loads of people (about.. say.. 30?), lots of flying of discs, balls and screams!!!!
But recreational Sunday is definitely one date to keep close watch on. The day where relationship was forge with intense perspiration with loads of bonding of course, not forgetting a couple of muscle pulls. :)
It took place NOT on a lush green field but on one simple stretch of basketball court, quite some venue I must say and we make do with it housing over more then 3 sparse teams of Frisbee, probably 2 games of basketball and 2 games of captain's ball. OH! There's even this in-genius way of playing frisbee with rules from rugby from Jorome , taking away the hard tackling and stuff.
Evening!
Was great great GREAT!
Actually I was seriously oblivion to the dinner date thing to come out as some "grand le chef" thing. I thought I took it as a dinner over movie, just like any other earlier Sundays as before, since it haven't really been that so for quite some weeks. Maybe the movie title eventually ran out.
INSTEAD! We had quite a load of cockles and 4 BIG crabs! Uncle Raymond (Choy's dad) even inspired me with the whole "run-through-the-anatomy-of-crab-in-3 minutes" session. But it takes quite some surgical hands (Fine! Butcher hands could apply), hefty of strength and lots of splatting. BUT! The ironic thing is I don't like them to be on the menu of my dinner YET I'm interested to "process" them.
However the turn-out to be of the cooking, the expression of "shiokness!" in-scripted all over Ezekiel's face rules it all! Classic!
Boo-hoo to the fact I spend the whole majority of the movie time in the kitchen. :(
The movie's "The invasion" anyway. No comment but lots of boom! Faint hearted STRONGLY encouraged :D
Saturday, January 17, 2009
I had felt it some while moments not long ago and dismissed them as wavering thoughts and conveniently stockpiled them at the back of my mind.
Present, as you're reading this I've might be thinking over and over again what was to be done and what must be done.
It all spark off as an entry to Curtin Uni (Congrats Jono! Anyway...) as joyously presenting to me. I'm glad of course, after so much faith stretching exercises and tremendously great assurance in God's will for you. It's no one elses fault, definitely not you; guess it's just me for I was hunted by the factuality of the matter once again from the archive yard to my conscious present state.
I'm utterly lost... worried... afraid... ... and some what frustrated.
Frustrated I didn't put up a better fight and wasted 2 years in vanity.
Lost for I did not know the next step to better my journey in life.
Worried till the point of desperation and denying every single logical bits of pieces to reveal what was suppose to be.
Afraid. "For thy is your kingdom" pitting against the kingdom I want.
For I muster enough courage despite speculations from my own belief I'm on disadvantage to want to know the plan He has for me. Yet I cannot bring myself to "surrender" all hope and desire in Him, resistance to accept peace and brings myself into an endless fight... seemingly beating the air (for I know He is way greater than myself)
I want to know what was the plan.. or were the plans; for selfishness crept greediness. Wanting to place myself in a position to choose. Needless knowing the important to humble one self but stubborn to submit. Knowing that if the plan/ plans are to be reveal submission is definite, wanting to be able to hold it and made endless "appeals" till things goes my way.
It's not right
A voice whisper "peace shall bestow on you"...
It's issn't going to be bad.
But refuse to relent.
How hard it could gets.