Greetings from Kiwiland!

As promised, here's a wee update on what's been on (and off) with me from this side of the world. Now, I can't promise a post as good and heartfelt as Auntie Chew Har's but I will try and make this as encouraging as I possibly can. By the way, I hope all of you have been getting on well with your lives...

So anyway, thanks so much for remembering me in your prayers as well as the worship gig that happened about 3 weeks ago. It was a big success! Now that I have the time, allow me to give a wee explanation about it. The idea of this gig is mainly to have everyone focusing on worshiping God and to take the attention away from the band. Hence, the place was set up in such a way where the musicians were at the corners of the room and the people were meant to be in the center. As for the worship leader and backing vocalists, we were meant to be amongst the people. You know, it really does make a difference when there isn't a full band up on stage; I mean, I could really see people just getting into it and the comfy environment (with pillows and artists painting while worship was going on) really added to the want and desire to draw closer and just get lost in His presence. Perhaps YC should have a go at this =)

Also, I've this one other thing I'd like to share. Some of you may know that I've had my hands full these past two weeks because of crunch time at uni- living the typical student life with essays (super long ones at that!), presentations and assesments all due one day after the other and a few on the same day. Needless to say, I started drinking coffee like orange juice and hardly had enough sleep. Let's not even TALK about the stress, aye? And half way into the week, "karma" (for lack of a better word) came knocking on my door- and I could feel my body literally giving up on me. I wouldn't have mind if it weren't for the fact that I was leading worship at churuch that Sunday- I didn't even have a full band! And so my constant cry was,

"GOD!!! WHY me? WHY NOW?! How am I supposed to get up there with just 3 guitars and not sound like a frog?!"

I suppose it's times like these that make you realize how impotant it is to leave it up to Him. After all, worship IS all about Him, aye. So, fully trusting Him, I thrusted myself into it. Honestly, I've never worshiped like I did that day in a long time (did that even remotely make sense? I hope so). It's A-MAY-ZING what can happen when you let yourself go and get lost in his presence, fully acknowleging (did I spell that right?!) He is God. The songs we sang were pretty old school but suddenly, it bore sooooo much meaning and I tell you in all honesty, I felt as if the 5 tonne of bricks dropped on my sohoulders those two weeks got buldozed right through by Him. I walked out of church feeling absolutely light as a feather AND when I went to university on Monday, a friend of mine said,"gosh, it's so nice to see you so happy...as opposed to how grumpy you looked last week".

Isn't it awesome what God can do? All's we gotta do it let Him. Worship really is a fantastic tool to connect with Him. I hope you got something out of this post. I'm really not sure how much of it makes sense, but I'm pretty sure, there ARE parts that do =)

By the way, thanks Rach and Sam, for dropping by my personal blog ;)