Thursday, February 25, 2010

Don't Bluff Me.

Was reading an article by one of my favourite local writers, and in it, there was a slight jab at Christianity, along the lines that it was silly for the Bible to say money was the root of all evil.
I pointed out to her that the bible actually says that the LOVE of money is the root of ALL KINDS OF evil, which brings a rather different meaning.
I thought she wasn't aware of the misquote and misinterpretation, you see.
I thought if i pointed that out to her very politely and gently, she would be realise she had maligned the Holy Book, and ... i don't know...come to love the Bible?
When she replied, she simply agreed that the verse has very often been misquoted, and that Confucious has often been misquoted too.
Apart from the silly feeling of delight that she actually read my email and bothered to reply ( oh yeah, i'm a groupie at heart.) i was struck by the fact that it didn't seem all that important to her that her article contained inaccuracies. More than that, i was struck by the fact that she seemed to KNOW she was misquoting the Bible, but felt it ok if she could use the misquote to pepper up her writing.
Of course, she didn't need to accord the same awe and reverance to the bible as Christians do. Of course, as a writer, she takes the artistic license to paint the world through her lenses. I suppose, from her point of view, it is no different from, say, writing in incomplete sentences to bring across a particular emotion.
It nagged at me though, that to the man in the street, to the folks on the net who read her writings but haven't investigated the bible, the Bible is further and further obscured.
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It happened again on Total Defence Day. The sirens were sounded to commemorate the fall of Singapore to the Japs during World War 2 at noon. This time, one of my favourite bloggers/writers twittered "What kind of f**kwit decides to test the civil defence alarm on the second day of Chinese New Year?"
He knew what it really was lah.
He just wanted to jab at them.
But if you weren't aware of Total Defence Day, wouldn't you come to the conclusion that the SCDF/the government/ "they" are really moronic f**kwit?
See, again, purposely misrepresent.
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Then i wondered... why am i so anal about it?
Is it out of a sense of loyalty to God? Perhaps.
But it couldn't possibly be that i had a sense of loyalty to SCDF right?

I suppose it is because i always thought everyone speaks and writes what they TRULY believed. In my mind, creative distortions were only allowed when writing fiction, and they had to be clearly labelled as fiction.

It's not like we are going to take one article or one tweet and base our worldview on it.
But when all around us, every word is a mixture of half-truth and peppered-up personal opinions, we will subconsciusly form our beliefs based on these shaky rocks wouldn't we?

Ha, I'm such a prude!!
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But that aside, it really seems like everyone has taken to fibbing.
The maid agency, on why my helper was transferred.
The students, on why they were using their phones in class.
The teachers...
When writing testimonials, amongst other things... ;)

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Sunday, February 07, 2010

Glory loves me!!


Mummy Mummy I Love You, 
composed and performed by Glory Faith Wong.


Lyrics


Mummy mummy I love you.
Mummy mummy I love you.
Mummy mummy I love you.
Oh Mummy mummy I love you.
Repeat

Saturday, February 06, 2010

petty battles

I had just finished writing a devotion about Jonah, about how he wanted Nineveh to get the punishment they deserved, and not the mercy they need.
I wrote that we should be wishing others well, deserving or not. 
I wrote that God's like that - giving us Jesus while we were sinners, while we were his enemies.

Writing is so easy isn't it?

But when someone comes along and steps all over my toes, then returns to step on those she missed, the test is here.

Ok... so i did complain to munch a whole lot. 
So i devised ingenious plans to turn things back at her. 
So i thought poor thoughts of her.

But i also did try to stifle them and forced myself to wonder what Jesus would do, and try to persuade myself that it doesn't really matter... and i won't act on my "ingenious" plans, nor sully her reputation by complaining to anyone else.

anyway, whatever. i can deal with it.
in the big scheme of things, it really doesn't matter.

so, yeah. 
Woman, i wish you well.