In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1:1)

The gospel of John begins with this premise: Jesus is God. The Word was revealed to us as He became flesh and made His dwelling among us — the Son of God that came from the Father (1:14). And this Son of God is Jesus Himself — the one whom John the Baptist prepared the way for (1:19–34), the one Nathanael declared (1:49), the one John wants us to believe in by reading his gospel (20:31) so that we may have…

I was walking down the road to Damascus with my friends under the afternoon hot sun when a heavenly light from the sky suddenly blazed brighter than the scorching sun, blinded me and-. Wait, this story sounds awfully familiar, isn’t this the story of the conversion of St. Paul (Acts 9, 23, 26)? Ops, I might have mixed them up, so let me start again. I was cycling down the road of Taman Sri Muda under the morning dawn light when…

It was the usual Wednesday routine. My Primary 3 Malay Language tuition would start at 8.00am, and my house…

I have a confession to make. I’ve forsaken my first love.

My first love was amazing beyond words. We loved hanging out together, both on one-to-one and group dates. Even with my friends, she always put me first, always made me feel proud. Sometimes, we had conversations all night long, words just flowed out as we yak and yak and yak. I reminisced about how she always accompanied me to my camps. During those good old days, we always find free time in between programs to chatter with one another. Sometimes, we invited others into our chats, especially after the…

Once a pawn always a pawn, until you make it to the other end.

What is the least valuable piece in a chess set? The most common assignment of point value system esteems the pawn at one point, a far cry of the queen’s score of nine. It’s common knowledge that the pawn is perhaps the weakest piece in the chess game, hence the assigned number. Why wouldn’t it be? If quantity reflects the quality — the lesser the amount, the more valuable it is — the pawn is miles behind. …

If ever I should lose my way

If ever I deny Your grace

Remind me of the price You paid

Hallelujah, I’ll live in remembrance

(Remembrance, Hillsong)

Ok guys, cue in the bridge. Drop the music. Just like every other Hillsong hymn you know. Just the synth. Little bit of the drums, just a little. Guitarist, stop hogging the limelight. Sound crew, mute him please. Add a dose of emotion. Eyes closing, tears forming, hands lifting, that’s great. Keep it there, keep it there.

You’ve been so, so good to…

Stop. Hit the pause button right there. No. No, I…

Klank klank klank. The teaspoon knocks on the wall of my grandma’s slightly chipped mint green enamel mug with blue lining as I stir my hot milo. I give the chocolate malt drink a gentle blow, take a small sip, and place the sweltry mug carefully back on the dining table. The clock hands point at 10 and 12, signifying it’s now ten in the morning. A stack of half-folded wood pulp papers sits at the corner of the table. Noticeably creased on the edges, it seems like it has been read. Some pen scribbles — random numbers — on…