Sinbad the Snake

Inspired by a viral internet story, The Oath by Frank Peretti, and a reflection on life.

The boy squealed in glee as his new pet wrapped itself around his fingers – a spotted python. He named it Sinbad.

Everyday, the boy would feed Sinbad and play with it. The two were inseparable; each night, the boy put Sinbad beside his pillow as it entwined itself around his wrist.

Years later, the boy had grown into a young man, and Sinbad a majestic creature with scales that glistened in the sun. Spanning four-metres, it was a sight to behold.

“Sinbad, you have to eat…”

The snake ignored the wriggling mouse being dangled over its head, its forking tongue dancing wildly.

That night, Sinbad’s cold deadly eyes fixed itself on the young man. For an entire week it had been saving it’s appetite for this prize (that’s what pythons do, they stretch out their stomachs and make space for big prey). Stretching out its body, Sinbad’s fanged mouth opened wide. The young man awoke to a sharp piercing pain, but it was too late. His screams drowned out by Sinbad’s malicious hissing.

Some times, we entertain sin because of the temporary happiness it brings. Like the young boy, we keep Sin as a pet for companionship. We feed it, and it grows stronger and stronger… At first it seems beautiful, like Sinbad’s majestic exterior. But only until the day that we learn we were never its master; it’s too late once we’re completely consumed by it. This is Truth we have to learn to grapple with. You might ask, did the young man survive? That depends on his choices… But one thing’s for sure, if you sleep with sin, be sure that it’ll bite back one day.

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Orh Hor!

851439681_242315299183341709.jpgThis is us on a Monday. It’s our day off but we spend the day simply – chilling, eating, settling work that needs to be done, and of course having some fun. Love God, Love Others, Love Life.

And What Good

“Have you been faithful?”

“Lord, I have had little money. Look at my brother, his riches abound. Check his books! More than once he’s kept for himself a tidy sum. You won’t tell him I’m the one who said so would you? Don’t forget my neighbour while you’re at it, I’m certain her money doesn’t grow on trees. Surely, you will find me faithful in comparison against them. Humbly I have lived hand to mouth. I don’t think I had much.”

“Hasn’t it been said, be faithful to the little things…?”

“Yes yes, I have lived humbly from hand to mouth, all the time. There was little to be faithful to anyway. Have you seen those who have glory, riches, and power? If I had been bestowed that, surely I would have been a good steward. I would have used the glory to spread Your name. Spent my riches building a home for the lost. Used my power to rescue the weak. Alas, I was not dealt these cards in life.”

“Covetous fool… Why do you long for what is not yours?”

“Because I have nothing! NOTHING! Pffph. Look at my brother, you blessed him but never me!”

“I was with you…”

“And what good was that for me on Earth?”

“And what good are riches for you here in Heaven?”

The Servant King

Matthew 2:2 Now after Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king, behold, wise men from the East came to Jerusalem, 2 saying, “Where is He who has been born King of the Jews? For we have seen His star in the East and have come to worship Him.”

3 When Herod the king heard this, he was troubled, and all Jerusalem with him.

Herod the king was afraid. He imagined an earthly king arising to challenge his rule and dominion. The people were unsettled too…don’t we all feel the same way during the elections? What would become of us at the arrival of a new ruler?

But Jesus didn’t come to establish a Kingdom on earth like they thought.

John 18:36 Jesus answered, “My kingdom is not of this world. If My kingdom were of this world, My servants would fight, so that I should not be delivered to the Jews; but now My kingdom is not from here.”

Jesus was a King, but He chose to be a Servant.

I love games. Computer, Console, Mobile Phone… I love them all! Especially RTS and RPG ones. In the last game I played, I was a mogul of a chicken empire… Earning 139 quazillion dollars every second selling quantum-fuelled eggs with the ability to power cities from not less than 125,000 chickens in my nuclear-powered farm.
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*Mwahahaha* Imagine what I could do with all those EGGS!!!! Hush, I’m busy hatching a plot to rule the world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay that’s enough for now, time to delete the game. #self-control

 

 

 

Amused

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Teacher Moment. This always happens… You’re staring at a pair of students mid-joke… One of them notices, stares straight ahead and tries to pull a straight face. The other is still oblivious and finishes the joke animatedly. The joke ends – one of them is laughing. the other’s insides are flipping trying to hold back the laughter. Hahahaha.

Chapter 4: A Mood For Food

Our flight to Kalaymyo was delayed because of bad weather along our flight path! We were trapped in Yangon’s domestic airport! BUT, because of the flight delay, we were given free fried rice! According to Pastor Paul, it was the first time this had ever happened (the free food, not the bad weather). Food makes us happy by the way… Incredibly happy. Which is why the story is going to take a detour, and take a moment to talk about the elusive dishes that have captivated the team to this day.

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Food makes us Happy

First up, the soup of all soups… A thick broth imbued by thick chunks of layered meat. You’ll never be able to find ingredients to replicate anything close to this in Singapore. Plus, this was from a simple decent diner. You’d probably need to find some 5-star restaurant to have this here.

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Next up, it’s…. SPECIAL EGG (that’s really what it’s called on the menu)! A HUGE egg omelette peppered with meat and veggie pieces inside. It even had quail eggs by the sides together with its marvellous sauce.

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Oh special egg!!! Even our food extraordinaire, Joram-sy, could not properly deconstruct and remake it. To this day, we have tried and failed every single time trying to replicate this. Whether it’s getting the egg puffed enough or large enough… We just can’t. Alas, goodbye special egg.

Okay, that’s about  enough about good food – time to get back down to business.

A slight drizzle… No, the rain drops pelted us like bullets as we made our way across the tarmac to our propeller plane. The cold winds gushed as we entered the cabin. We felt like heroes. We were scared out of our wits. The monotonous hum of the engines buzzed the entire cabin as the propellors whirled to life… Here we go…

Next stop, Kalaymyo! Stay tuned for the next chapter!