The Tumultuous Times

25 09 2008

PAKISTAN/MALAYSIA: Over the weekend, a terrorist attack of massive proportions took place in Islamabad, Pakistan’s capital in the evening. Launched at the time when many muslims were breaking fast during the Ramadhan season, the bomb-laden truck detonated, also setting to fire the gas piping with caused the blaze to spread with ferocity throughout the hotel grid. This caused the building to turn into a raging inferno. Scores of fatalities and umpteen seriously injured had to be accounted for. The carnage and wreck at the scene of the heinous crime was one of absolute mayhem, shocking across all scales. The fact that the perpetrators of such attacks have a seemingly unquenchable zeal and twisted sense of religiosity to it, further deepened worldwide fears that there seems to be no end in sight to all this madness.

I received word in Malaysia right on the eve of my departure to Pakistan, that the Marriott hotel had just been taken out by the worst terror suicide bombing attack in the country’s history. Of the many global events these days, this one in particular hit close to home, being that the only other Marriott still left standing on Pakistan soil, is the one in which I am presently typing away at this laptop. I have witnessed over the past few days the security within the parameter of the Karachi Marriott being speedily beefed up. The main entrance has been cordoned off whilst the alternate side entrance to the carpark and back exit points have been converted to the main means means of access into the hotel. A light armored truck with gunners on patrol can be seen guarding this newly commissioned front parking lot entrance. One is not first greeted by the warm smile of hotel staff, rather by sniffer dogs and security personnel who study faces and inspect the contents (including hood, trunk and underside) of the vehicle. All this precautions are necessary, as the Karachi site could always be a likely next target. There might be reason to belief that this latest attack could be linked with the upsurge of uninvited U.S. involvement in weeding out terrorist activities at the Pakistan border in recent days. Many of which oppose this uninvited military intervention. And with this growing tension on anti-US sentiment and the Marriott being a premier U.S. based hotel chain, i thought it would be of a rather interesting geographical note if you were informed that the Karachi Marriott is situated right beside the U.S. embassy too.

With all that said, it should be rather obvious that my reasons for being in Pakistan at a time like this is strictly business, not pleasure. But it has made me once again to consider how blessed I am to be Malaysia where such things are not a matter of monthly occurence (a local intimated that the regularity of a bombing is around once in 1 to 2 months). It makes me pause and give thanks to God for life, and more importantly life in Him. Yes, the child of God lives in certainty, while the world around us may be filled with uncertainty. With all of it’s uncertainties one could be here one moment and gone in the next. One could be in the lavish of a 5 star at one moment or in the blink of an eye, in a warzone.

I believe all these point to a time (and it may be very soon) when men will be saying “peace and safety” while what really overshadows those words is the very opposite. 1Thessalonians 5 speaks of this false sense of peace and safety …

Fire escape

1Th 5:1 But of the times and the seasons, brethren, ye have no need that I write unto you.
1Th 5:2 For yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord so cometh as a thief in the night.
1Th 5:3 For when they shall say, Peace and safety; then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they shall not escape.

In God’s prophetic calendar, there is coming a time known as the day of the Lord . And when it arrives, it would be of unprecedented proportions, a globally unanticipated event. Just like this event recently, it comes unannounced and can catch everyone unaware. Every contingency or all the best laid plans man have devised for escape would fail, as verse 3 forthrightly states that “they shall not escape”. There will simply be no more time to react when the suddenness of the event takes many by surprise. It would certainly be too late. Ought not this to be a stronger impetus and added reason as to why we must more earnest be in our telling of the good news and “warning every man” (Col 1:28) of the coming judgment?

Now, while we as believers will not be a part of this time of travail (v.9) , we are reminded that the attitude in which we are to have in these days of declension and darkness is one of watchfulness and sobriety. This being that we are children, not of the night, but of light … and of the day. Paul goes on to say,

1Th 5:6 Therefore let us not sleep, as [do] others; but let us watch and be sober.

1Th 5:8 But let us, who are of the day, be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love; and for an helmet, the hope of salvation.
1Th 5:9 For God hath not appointed us to wrath, but to obtain salvation by our Lord Jesus Christ,

We note that 2 pieces of the armor of God are mentioned here (and in slightly different terms to Eph 6). It is a fitting reminder to us of with regards our earlier consideration for the need to appropriate the full armor of God. Twice in the passage are we called to be sober. Now this attitude of sobriety, together with watchfulness ( we can certainly add prayerful-ness to that), ought to be the attitude of them who the adorn the armor. To “Be sober”, is to be of a calm and sober disposition, in contrast to that of a man in a drunken stupor, unable to exercise any clear judgment. It also carries the meaning of being temperate, in which we are to be moderate and not excessive in our living.

These are sobering thoughts to me. This morning, this must cause me to reconsider the days in which I live in and the manner in which I should conduct myself in it.





Doing Battle

18 09 2008

Ephesians 6:10-18

v10 Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might.
v11 Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
v12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high [places].
v13 Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.
v14 Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness;
v15 And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace;
v16 Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked.
v17 And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God:
v18 Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints…

The Armor of God

I was digging through some of my archived material that was created for teaching on John Bunyan’s classic The Pilgrim’s Progress back in 2004. This was the lesson where Christian (the Pilgrim in the story) got ready for battle against Apollyon and needed to suit up. As I prepared for the lesson, I realized that the final and essential piece to the teaching on the armor of God was not something to be worn or put on, rather it was something the soldier had to be constantly at. It was …. “PRAYER”, right after the sword of the Spirit is mentioned.

Imagine this. Technically one could be fully clad with the armor of God, and yet without prayer … the soldier would be truly powerless against the enemy. He would be without his true spiritual resource for strength. Prayer must be the first and final most important aspect in the spiritual warfare the saint wages. If he’s going to be ready to face the trials and temptations that are to come, the Apollyon’s, he has to “watch” and “pray” (Mark 13:33). In this all important chapter on spiritual warfare, we find that verse 18 has got similar words “praying” & “watching” (in the reverse order). We know that prayer is essential for preparation into battle, but we also read that we are to be engaged in prayer while engaged in battle. Furthermore, when we may be out of the thick of battle we are still exhorted to pray for other saints who are in the battle field. I think this helps bring home the reason why Paul reminded us that we ought to be “praying always with all prayer”

In spiritual warfare the saint should be Postured (stand v.11,13,14), be fitted with all the Pieces (the whole armor v.13-17) and persevering in Prayer (v.18).





Dear Diary …

16 09 2008

Dear Diary,

Apologies for not having written anything over the past few weeks since my last entry. I’ve been so busy with so many things that have cropped up lately that i didn’t quite had the time to sit down and pen my thoughts. This of course was unintentional and I didn’t mean to neglect writing for so long.. you know what they say, days turn into weeks, weeks turn into seasons and seasons into years. 2 weeks isn’t so quite as bad when you look at it that way, i guess. πŸ˜‰

Lots have taken place over the past many days, mainly work commitments that’s been taking up most of my time. Some things you can’t quite run away from. Would love to write but i’ve got to run … will hope to write more soon.

sincerely,

*me*

I used to keep a diary (correction… diaries) when i was young boy. Each one was always started out with great gusto and then my interest would peter off until it reached patchy blurts of hi & bye entries (much like the sampling above). Back then i rarely had much to say. Simply because i didn’t quite have the staying power or the more obvious reason that I didn’t have anything really meaningful to write about. How often could one milk the themes of where one cycled, the amount of homework to be finished, or where one went for dinner ? There was also that growing impediment where i somehow felt that keeping a diary was closer to a chore than something pleasurable. To top it all off, I could not bring myself to archive some of the more exciting stuff of my adoslescent years (eg. puppy love incidents, fights, embarrassing situations … etc) imagining an ‘Anne Frank’ could happen to anyone at any time. That was always a real possibility with a twin who had full access to the room. All my diaries have been long lost and forgotten, and i really don’t think i have to worry about anyone finding anything incriminating in them. Such has been my consistency. πŸ˜‰

As for this blog, I’ve probably got to put in a bit more effort to ensure it doesn’t suffer the same DSF (diary syndrome fate). Will post a bit more soon, hopefully.





Escapade ’08

3 09 2008

Last weekend we suited up for our first family overseas trip. A rather hastily planned getaway to Hong Kong, due to the fact that we could only decide on the dates after my busy project schedule had eased off a little. And boy, were we certainly looking forward to this one as this would be the first time for the 3 of us.

Although it was pretty hot and humid for most part of the days we were there, the Lord blessed us with very good weather conditions. Not a drop of rain during our time there even though many weather forecast in the build up to our trip stated otherwise. The typhoon headed straight for HK steered a different course and didn’t hit the island. So it turned out that the only drops of water i felt, were from the dripping air conditioning units in the apartments above the busy streets. Nothing I couldn’t handle.

Interestingly, my eldest brother together with his family (and extended family) chose to make the trip to Hong Kong on virtually the same date as us. We didn’t know about each other’s plans till a week before our trip, and I believe it was the Lord’s timing that we arrived at the HK airport at virtually the same time though on separate flights. Now, that made our first day especially memorable as we went out for dinner together and then made a dash to the Avenue of Stars for the night lights showcase.

The second day was basically a trip to Ocean Park to see dolphins, seals, pandas (one of my highlights!) and other site attractions. The place was so packed with people, it was like we were at the Beijing Olympics. Add to that the heat of the of sunny day at 34 to 36 celcius, I made for some rather uncomfortable moments at times. With ground rules at the park not allowing the bringing in of food and drinks, we had to rely on bottled drinks sold at the park at prices up to HK$16 ( approx RM 8 ) per bottle of 600ml water! Nuff to say, that the park probably made quite a bit from thirsty folk over the weekend. In the endΒ we managed to see and enjoy the place for ourselves, counting our blessings because there was no rainfall. We’d take sun to rain anyday in HK.

We did a lot of walking and taking the MTR to get about. The train and bus system is so well integrated, it’s got to be given top marks for speed and accessibility. Maps we picked up at the airport were instructive, signages were useful and accurate to guide us to the intended exit points, staff at booths were friendly and courteous … all in all it was a very nice experience. The only slight inconvenience was the need to negotiate a pram up and down stairways as these were subway systems. Other than that, it was all very positive. Oh, and a quick tip for those visiting HK with kids in tow: prams are absolutely necessary for sight seeing and shopping activities, they carry the kid and the shopping. Invaluable! πŸ˜‰

Contrary to my previous perception, the people in HK are actually friendly. Some have said that the atmosphere changed dramatically after the SARS virus hit the island a couple of years back and tourism took a major dive and businesses suffered. It seems this event humbled them a great deal. So in year 2008, unlike the impolite waiters i experienced in some HK eateries in Melbourne years ago, the ones I encountered were well mannered and pleasant. I must also add that so were the taxi drivers who never turn down a customer and always turn on the cab meter. Good stuff. Overall, we had a great impression of the place and had a memorable holiday.

To make the our Merdeka weekend getaway even more memorable, it also marked our 5th year of married life, this trip coming just at the right time to coincide with it. Time really does fly and the years just zip by. And as i think about it, how wonderful to think how God had brought us this far after all these years. We trully marvel at the Lord’s providence and goodness and pray that we only continue to trust and walk close to Him for the road that lies ahead for us.

So with all that said, I think it’s safe to say it was a pretty good trip.

[here’s a little selection of shots taken. click for larger version]








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