With the Holy Spirit

Monday, May 21, 2007

I've been wanting to write. But to no avail till now. Thought that I'd spend some time writing a bit before I go off to bed to wake in 5 hours time, for my flight from London to Rome.

I miss Singapore.
I miss my girlfriends.
I miss my ministry mates.
I nearly cried when I felt what's deep inside my heart as I sat alone on the subway today.

I miss you all...*hugz*

London's been good to me. At least for the past few days when I really felt like home with Aunty-Popo and Uncle-Gong gong cooking sumptious fabulicious dinner for us. Even though I knew I could take it, I still was horrified at the thought of having to eat burger and fries everyday, cuz that's the normal meal for a typical Londoner. Then again, I stayed in Woking, 1/2 an hour of train ride away from London.
Landing in London at 5.30a.m UK time (7hrs ahead of S'pore), I felt like the flight crew had screwed up my body system. I ate at 1.30a.m S'pore time, barely 2 hrs after I got on the plane!!!!! AND I had to eat again at 4a.m S'pore time!!!!! Man. Next time, I'll know what to do...ha. Then again, I really have to thank Quantas for making my plane ride a safe and comfy one.

Met my other uncle and aunty and cousin Eric who were backpack-driving from Holland to Spain to Italy to UK, at Popo and Gong gong's place for breakfast, before we started on our journey to Waterloo Station in London. We'd went to the Eye of London. There, something happened. Cousin Eric and I were just walking around, exploring, when I thought I saw a religious. Eric was whispering to me that the guy may be a religious. And earlier, both of us were just talking about ministry and stuffs. Wondering what in the world overcame me, I just walked towards the guy and asked if he's a Catholic priest. Lo! He said YES! And he's a Jesuit priest, Father "Oohk Tong", who came from Brazil to London, to attend a conference before flying off to Madrid for a Eucharistic celebration. It was strange, so strange, cuz hours earlier, I'd thought to myself that it'll be wonderful if I can picture what a Jesuit priest looks like. Hmm.

Later, we went to Westminster Abbey, where all the bodies of the monarch laid. My mum didn't know that they were graves until she walked past everything. Gee.

And we went to the Tower of England. Oh...the crown jewels are a sight to behold!!!! THE jewels, the gems...the diamonds...WAAAA!!

Managed to catch the changing of guards at Buckingham Palace too. I felt like a madwoman when I ran past the barricades, with Uncle Kevin and my mum in tow, just to catch a glimpse of the guards and the horses. Heh. The guards looked so cute with that furry long hats. It's like having a beehive on top of their heads. Heh. And it's even funnier when they try not to laugh cuz the tourists keep teasing them to laugh, and they look really constipated with a half-fierce face with a half-laugh. Hee.

Went to St. Paul's Cathedral today too...to spend some time at the prayer room. And lit 3 candles.

If there's anything I learnt, it's...

1) Never sleep with Cousin Dana cuz I'll never get to sleep. Reason cuz we can talk till the cows come home...
2) Always stand to the right when going up escalator (only in ENGLAND). Londoners are amazingly meticulous at rules and regulations.
Cousin Eric and I got so confused cuz in Singapore, it's "always stand to the left". Then again, nobody really actually stands to the left. Why ah?
3) Never put Cousin Eric and I on the subway together. We'll talk until we miss the stop. (maybe it's cuz we've so much to talk abt. Uni, albeit him being in NTU, and me in NUS; church; ministry; life; relationships. You name it, we'll talk it. Haha..)

Oh. There's so much to write, and more so to say!!!

Ciao for now tho...I'll be back to write more soon!! =)

Jesus said,
"I AM the light of the world. No follower of mine shall walk in darkness".

A candle is a reminder: It recalls Jesus, the one true light whom the darkness could not extinguish.
A candle is a parable: burning itself out, it gives light to others.
A candle is a symbol: it speaks of hope, warmth and love.
A candle is a sign: it reminds us of the prayers of God's people.

-Yours truly ;