The ragged pieces of ideas and thoughts of my attempt to live a life as a contemporary monastic in the urban city of Singapore..
I go back to KL once every year for Chinese New Year. Other than that it'll have to be either funerals or weddings that will make me travel back. Thank God it was a wedding last weekend. It was one of my cousin's much anticipated wedding. For 10 over years in courtship they finally tied the knot in a nice lutheran church in Cheras where he served as a treasurer. It was a small traditional church with a neat little mini zoo. They struggle to incorporate modern musical instruments and computers to their traditional worship. I know because all of us know they are using the Windows XP operating system (OS) and Microsoft Powerpoint software, at instances in time we are suppose to see words of songs being sung.
The brideroom was someone close to me when younger but not quite now we are older and having our own agenda in life. We used to jog together, hang out at each other's houses, bully our younger cousins (and get bullied by the older ones)together. Now we just attend each other's weddings.
Anyway I tried to reconnect with him with moderate success. We shared a short but meaningful time chatting which is why I could confirmed that he became a christian and is now serving as a treasurer in the church. I learned he has been staying in Puchong and that he will be going to Redang for his honeymoon. It was just 3 minutes I think but it was good enough in a clan where conversation is not a strong point. I think singing may even rate higher as i recall my dad singing at my wedding and i at my sister's. In this wedding nobody sang, which was i think a real good thing because it meant we had to try talking to each other. It was a good time catching up with all our relatives.
On Sunday, we brought another cousin to attended my brother in law's church
City Harvest Churchin Subang. For a small church they sure have lots of energy (The type that I really like to have in our HopeKids Service). They are well organised and excellent in their worship. We didn't get to see what type of computer operating system they use, so we just kept worshiping.
Besides the joy of letting my kids see their grandparents again, the other proudest things of my visit to KL again are
1)The taste of rojak and chendol eaten by the roadside.
2)Hearing
Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra (MPO) play at Dewan Filharmonik Petronas (situated the middle of the KLCC twin towers) for the first time.
The standard of rojak is still very good although the chendol has dropped a little bit. The MPO however appeared a bit lethargic on a Sunday afternoon. But even though the performance didn't touched me as much emotionally (either because MPO was really lethargic or it was my tiredness that gave me disability to be connected emotionally), the sound of Dewan Filharmonik was simply gorgeous. Not a big hall but the acoustic was warm and chimey. Definitely better than Singapore's Esplanade Concert Hall. Tickets wasn't expensive so Mag accompanied me. It was her first orchestral performance and the fact that it was a Mahler Symphony (it was #5) and she sat through unscathed, I left with much deeper admiration of her than I thought possible.
With rojak, chendol, MPO and Mag, I'm so proud to be a Malaysian. On the way back to Singapore, I got my first speeding ticket in my 15 years driving history. On the last 10 kms of the malaysian road, I didn't feel very proud then. But really now, I'm just happy to have had a fruitful trip.
I'm back excited and enthusiastic about God and His sacred work. I asked Him to bless me with a spirit of possibility as I continue to serve Him.
posted by Hiew Hong Teck # 8:20 PM
Tuesday, September 13, 2005