Emmett is a name for boys or a last name. It is pronounced as Em-it. It is name of English origin. It is also considered as the male version of Emma. Thus it also has Germanic roots. It means energetic, or powerful in Old German. In German it means all-pervading and universal. It is also the name of an ant according to Old English. It is very popular as both a first name and surname.
Emmett is also a term for an ant. It is an archaic name for ant. It is a social insect that reside in organized colonies. Females of this species do not have wings with the exception of the queen ant. It is the only fertile member among the females. The males of this species also have wings during the breeding season. The sterile female ants are the workers.
Hmm.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
唐山大地震
And finally, I managed to catch the movie 唐山大地震 after such a long time, many thanks to 2 of my church buddies who are so nice to watch with me and not pangseh me because of my difficult schedule.
It wasn't as epic as I thought it'd be. Though i knew the movie wasn't entirely about the earthquake, the earthquake scene barely lasted 10-15 minutes. And nope, I didn't shed a tear, though at certain points in time I felt really moved. The one thing I probably took away from the movie, besides the themes of reconciliation and restoration of relationships, moving on with life, etc., is that one will never understand the agony and despair one experiences in the face of a disaster, be it natural (earthquakes, floods, etc. which all seem to be happening rather frequently now) or human (loss of a loved one, miscarriage, cancer, etc.) The feelings that are evoked in me when I watch the earthquake scene are probably a billionth of what real people feel when confronted with real catastrophes. I really wonder how much 'comfort' we actually bring to family members, relatives or friends who are suffering when we visit them at home or in hospital. I often can't find the right words to say. Maybe not saying too much is best. I can only thank God and count my blessings, and pray for them.
On a side note, 1st day in KKH was not bad. I performed my first-ever PAP Smear! and saw patients with a variety of problems. It seems that no matter what the presenting complaint is, anxiety, ranging from a tinge to 'to-the-max' level, is the common denominator. I guess patients should be feel blessed if they have a doctor who is good at allaying their fears, because not all doctors are equally 'proficient' at that, bearing in mind that doctors, too, are humans.
And Federer finally won a title after 7 months. 63rd career title. Tho I'd have appreciated it a lot more if he wrapped up the match in a much shorter time than the 2+ hours he took so that I could have slept earlier.
"没了，才知道啥叫没了" - 元妮，《唐山大地震》
It wasn't as epic as I thought it'd be. Though i knew the movie wasn't entirely about the earthquake, the earthquake scene barely lasted 10-15 minutes. And nope, I didn't shed a tear, though at certain points in time I felt really moved. The one thing I probably took away from the movie, besides the themes of reconciliation and restoration of relationships, moving on with life, etc., is that one will never understand the agony and despair one experiences in the face of a disaster, be it natural (earthquakes, floods, etc. which all seem to be happening rather frequently now) or human (loss of a loved one, miscarriage, cancer, etc.) The feelings that are evoked in me when I watch the earthquake scene are probably a billionth of what real people feel when confronted with real catastrophes. I really wonder how much 'comfort' we actually bring to family members, relatives or friends who are suffering when we visit them at home or in hospital. I often can't find the right words to say. Maybe not saying too much is best. I can only thank God and count my blessings, and pray for them.
On a side note, 1st day in KKH was not bad. I performed my first-ever PAP Smear! and saw patients with a variety of problems. It seems that no matter what the presenting complaint is, anxiety, ranging from a tinge to 'to-the-max' level, is the common denominator. I guess patients should be feel blessed if they have a doctor who is good at allaying their fears, because not all doctors are equally 'proficient' at that, bearing in mind that doctors, too, are humans.
And Federer finally won a title after 7 months. 63rd career title. Tho I'd have appreciated it a lot more if he wrapped up the match in a much shorter time than the 2+ hours he took so that I could have slept earlier.
"没了，才知道啥叫没了" - 元妮，《唐山大地震》
Monday, August 16, 2010
雨季
Good news to all my loyal blog-readers (if there are any) - I'm back to blog! E-med EOPT was just over last week, I would have blogged, as per tradition during EOPT periods, if I weren't busy playing StarCraft so I can be inspired to buy SC2.
And so, ENT, Pathology, and E-Med came to pass. Besides the World Cup-Paul the Octopus craze, the visit to the mortuary and watching autopsies, the ambulance runs and setting many IV lines, nothing really spectacular or especially memorable happened.
In a span of 15 days from 14th - 29th Aug, I would have caught:
1. 张信哲 －幸福决哲演唱会
2. 雨季 December Rains
3. Boeing Boeing
4. Fried Rice Paradise
5. Mendelssohn's Elijah
Not forgetting Blackbird in Sept and probably Cinderellah！ in December, many of my friends express awe and sometimes shock that I catch so many shows. It probably forms the bulk of my expenditure; the only other things I spend on are DVDs and CDs.
So why do I watch so many concerts and plays? I used to just think of it as mere entertainment and relaxation and enjoyment (I still do), but after watching the 张信哲's concert and 雨季, I realised something else, a conclusion which many people have already analysed and come to .
Perhaps concerts and theatre are a form of escapism, to me at least. For the 2.5 hours, I am plunged into a completely different world, and needn't think about work, problems and issues. Sometimes I enjoy a performance purely because of artistic and musical merit, I simply enjoy the music and dance, like in the musical Chicago.
At other times, I'm immersed in a world in which I'm almost omniscient, knowing and in turn, experiencing by proxy, the myriad of emotions the characters portray. In some instances, an emotion that you've never experienced before, or experienced rarely, is thrown at you and you engage and ponder upon that emotion. For example,
"Mr. Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane, shoulda been my name, Mr. Cellophane
'Cause you can look right through me, walk right by me,
And never know I'm there." - Chicago
"渺小的我，也想要轰轰烈烈地活
心中的话，也想要痛痛快快地说
渺小的我，习惯在全世界的背后沉默
如果有一天，我真消失了，究竟有没有人会偶尔想起我？" - 雨季
I'd say I don't really experience this emotion very often, if at all. But it's an interesting thought. But of course, when the character expresses this emotion, my heart goes out to him.
In other instances, theatre brings about a mix of reality and fantasy. Theatre allows one to identify with a character with his emotions, as if one could really step into his shoes. At the same time, theatre allows you to feel and imagine yourself as someone you know you would never be, or dare to be, in your life. The irony is that both could very well be portrayed in the same scene in the same song number by 2 different characters, and I would end up having a split personality and feeling for and like both characters. Example in 雨季:
男主角甲：
"身边人影 左右褪尽 所有声音 渐渐停息
天地之大 我的眼眸中只有她
在我彷徨时候 她的心就是我 世上最美的家
请你请你告诉她 我永远爱她
虽然大雨一直下 我有温暖胸膛 一生庇护着她
请你请你告诉她 我永远等她
沧海桑田都不怕 我愿付出代价 今生为她牵挂“
男主角乙：
"身边人影 左右褪尽 所有声音 渐渐停息
天地之大 我的眼眸中只有她
有没有人懂我 心中也有一朵 送不出去的花？
教我如何告诉她 我也爱着她
最好大雨一直下 让我无需面对 她那盼望脸庞
教我如何告诉她 我深爱着她
我想默默陪着她 哪怕付出代价 一生痛苦挣扎“
Not to mention, the female lead (Kit Chan, with her superb vocals) has a corresponding part in this song. What beauty! =)
There are times when you'd feel that nothing else could express your feelings more than the lyrics in a song, because you lack the 文笔 to express such, e.g.
"太想爱你是我压抑不了的念头
想要全面占领你的喜怒哀愁
你已征服了我 却还不属于我
教我如何不去猜测你在想什么
太想爱你是我压抑不了的折磨
能否请你不要不要选择闪躲
只想爱你的我 太想爱你的我
难道只能在迷雾中 猜你的轮廓？” - 〈太想爱你〉（张信哲）
Some may detract and say these poetic expressions are hardly realistic, and are nothing like that in reality. There lies the appeal in such expression - the escapism it provides to the receiver. Where the timid becomes courageous. Where something you never dared to say or do becomes expressed. Where the seemingly impossible becomes possible. Where something out of your grasp can be firmly in your hand. When one lives in reality most of the time, it isn't overly indulgent to escape for 2.5 hrs, is it? Until dreams become reality..
And so, ENT, Pathology, and E-Med came to pass. Besides the World Cup-Paul the Octopus craze, the visit to the mortuary and watching autopsies, the ambulance runs and setting many IV lines, nothing really spectacular or especially memorable happened.
In a span of 15 days from 14th - 29th Aug, I would have caught:
1. 张信哲 －幸福决哲演唱会
2. 雨季 December Rains
3. Boeing Boeing
4. Fried Rice Paradise
5. Mendelssohn's Elijah
Not forgetting Blackbird in Sept and probably Cinderellah！ in December, many of my friends express awe and sometimes shock that I catch so many shows. It probably forms the bulk of my expenditure; the only other things I spend on are DVDs and CDs.
So why do I watch so many concerts and plays? I used to just think of it as mere entertainment and relaxation and enjoyment (I still do), but after watching the 张信哲's concert and 雨季, I realised something else, a conclusion which many people have already analysed and come to .
Perhaps concerts and theatre are a form of escapism, to me at least. For the 2.5 hours, I am plunged into a completely different world, and needn't think about work, problems and issues. Sometimes I enjoy a performance purely because of artistic and musical merit, I simply enjoy the music and dance, like in the musical Chicago.
At other times, I'm immersed in a world in which I'm almost omniscient, knowing and in turn, experiencing by proxy, the myriad of emotions the characters portray. In some instances, an emotion that you've never experienced before, or experienced rarely, is thrown at you and you engage and ponder upon that emotion. For example,
"Mr. Cellophane, Mr. Cellophane, shoulda been my name, Mr. Cellophane
'Cause you can look right through me, walk right by me,
And never know I'm there." - Chicago
"渺小的我，也想要轰轰烈烈地活
心中的话，也想要痛痛快快地说
渺小的我，习惯在全世界的背后沉默
如果有一天，我真消失了，究竟有没有人会偶尔想起我？" - 雨季
I'd say I don't really experience this emotion very often, if at all. But it's an interesting thought. But of course, when the character expresses this emotion, my heart goes out to him.
In other instances, theatre brings about a mix of reality and fantasy. Theatre allows one to identify with a character with his emotions, as if one could really step into his shoes. At the same time, theatre allows you to feel and imagine yourself as someone you know you would never be, or dare to be, in your life. The irony is that both could very well be portrayed in the same scene in the same song number by 2 different characters, and I would end up having a split personality and feeling for and like both characters. Example in 雨季:
男主角甲：
"身边人影 左右褪尽 所有声音 渐渐停息
天地之大 我的眼眸中只有她
在我彷徨时候 她的心就是我 世上最美的家
请你请你告诉她 我永远爱她
虽然大雨一直下 我有温暖胸膛 一生庇护着她
请你请你告诉她 我永远等她
沧海桑田都不怕 我愿付出代价 今生为她牵挂“
男主角乙：
"身边人影 左右褪尽 所有声音 渐渐停息
天地之大 我的眼眸中只有她
有没有人懂我 心中也有一朵 送不出去的花？
教我如何告诉她 我也爱着她
最好大雨一直下 让我无需面对 她那盼望脸庞
教我如何告诉她 我深爱着她
我想默默陪着她 哪怕付出代价 一生痛苦挣扎“
Not to mention, the female lead (Kit Chan, with her superb vocals) has a corresponding part in this song. What beauty! =)
There are times when you'd feel that nothing else could express your feelings more than the lyrics in a song, because you lack the 文笔 to express such, e.g.
"太想爱你是我压抑不了的念头
想要全面占领你的喜怒哀愁
你已征服了我 却还不属于我
教我如何不去猜测你在想什么
太想爱你是我压抑不了的折磨
能否请你不要不要选择闪躲
只想爱你的我 太想爱你的我
难道只能在迷雾中 猜你的轮廓？” - 〈太想爱你〉（张信哲）
Some may detract and say these poetic expressions are hardly realistic, and are nothing like that in reality. There lies the appeal in such expression - the escapism it provides to the receiver. Where the timid becomes courageous. Where something you never dared to say or do becomes expressed. Where the seemingly impossible becomes possible. Where something out of your grasp can be firmly in your hand. When one lives in reality most of the time, it isn't overly indulgent to escape for 2.5 hrs, is it? Until dreams become reality..
Thursday, June 17, 2010
The Square Root of Three
And alas, the Taiwan trip has come to an end. It has been an interesting trip in many senses of the word. But one of the most memorable things was ironically watching Harold and Kumar escape from Guantanamo Bay 1.5 times. With it, the beautiful poem:
The Square Root of Three
I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
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Lovely.
The Square Root of Three
I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed
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Lovely.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
End of May
So with the completion of my 2nd Sundown Marathon, and a long-overdue meet-up with my closest friends from secondary school, we've come to the end of May. June will be over in quite a jiffy with my 2-week trip to Taiwan.
It's ironic, how I'd always think or tell myself I'll never want to go through the pains of running another marathon at the end of the last one, yet I will not hesitate in signing up for the upcoming one. Pain builds character I guess. Hopefully. (: So Standard Chartered, here I come. Makes me wonder whether I'll ever do an ultramarathon one day. I'm really inspired by those who did, really admirable and respectable.
And it is the 3rd consecutive year I'll not be watching Roland Garros finals. But there's less to look forward to this year, with Federer defeated in the quarters, ending his streak of 23 grand slam semi-finals. And he even faces the propsect of losing his no. 1 ranking. It's disappointing, even for fans like me. But as they say, all things must come to an end at some point, and you'd have to marvel at the consistency at which he's been playing at over his career. At the end of the day, I think it's all about going through the whole process and finishing well, in everything one does, and in life. I pray I will.
It's ironic, how I'd always think or tell myself I'll never want to go through the pains of running another marathon at the end of the last one, yet I will not hesitate in signing up for the upcoming one. Pain builds character I guess. Hopefully. (: So Standard Chartered, here I come. Makes me wonder whether I'll ever do an ultramarathon one day. I'm really inspired by those who did, really admirable and respectable.
And it is the 3rd consecutive year I'll not be watching Roland Garros finals. But there's less to look forward to this year, with Federer defeated in the quarters, ending his streak of 23 grand slam semi-finals. And he even faces the propsect of losing his no. 1 ranking. It's disappointing, even for fans like me. But as they say, all things must come to an end at some point, and you'd have to marvel at the consistency at which he's been playing at over his career. At the end of the day, I think it's all about going through the whole process and finishing well, in everything one does, and in life. I pray I will.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Post-Ortho Reflections
Technically, my orthopaedic surgery posting at NUH has ended. But with EOPT looming tomorrow and 2 days after, although the end is in sight, the posting is far from over. As my dearest clinical group-mate was telling me the night before, my blog is dead. So, after having studied for a while, I've decided to take a break while waiting for Federer's 2nd round match at Roland Garros to start, and revive my blog with with Venus Williams playing in the background. Not to say that I'm done with studying (seriously, when will/can one EVER be done with studying anything in medicine).
Haven't had a long posting since the end of General Surgery posting in October 2009. Seniors say that 8 weeks of Orthopaedics is more than enough and in fact, a little too long for most people's liking. But at the end of 8 weeks, I feel that I've seen a lot of patients, seen most conditions that are 'must-know-must-see', but still not seen enough. Knowledge-wise, I feel like I know a bit of everything, but if you ask me to tell you about some particular condition, I probably can only do so in segmented bits and pieces. I guess preparing for MCQs and OSCEs is definitely different from preparing for essays. Perhaps there is merit in preparing for essays after all, which I believe we have to in 5th year, when we will be mugging like there's no day and night, and will be a real pain. But apart from content, these 8 weeks are worth reflecting upon.
I have had the privilege of having 2 different tutors in AH and NUH respectively. I can't belabour how very different they are, in their personality and attitude towards medical students. My mentor at AH is a really dedicated tutor, often willing to stay late, very late into the evenings to give us tutorials. I've got to admit that sometimes, this gets on my nerves because it disrupts my plans and schedules, but I really can't, and shouldn't fault a person for sacrificing his personal and family time to teach me. You definitely know this is the case when his wife and daughter call repeatedly to ask whether he's on his way back for dinner.
Probably not everyone would agree this is the right thing to do, and certainly it is not for me to judge. But it made me think, will I be like this in future? I'm quite certain I have workaholic tendencies, and while I know that there are greater and more important things than work.. I really don't know. Will my family, wife and kids (if I ever do have them. haha.) 'assess' me as someone who is so passionate and dedicated to his art and support wholly and fully for it, or secretly grudge that I'm someone who places them 2nd to his obsession with work. Everyone says 'balance', but I really wonder whether I'll be convicted to attain that.
Moving on to my experience at NUH. Initially, I thought I got the tutor from hell. Or so I heard from others. But after a week to two, my partner and I slowly adjusted and adapted, and we realised, 'hey, there's another side to this tutor after all', even as he slowly warmed up to our 'presence' (or so I believe, or hope). Into the 2nd week, he gave me and my partner each one patient to 'take care of', well that basically entails us giving him twice daily updates on how the patient's doing and so forth. Initially, this was a chore. I thought this was actually an effective way for him to track how early we come to hospital and how late (or early) we left. As time went by, this actually made me feel part of the team (or division, which comprised only 3 people, which effectively made me and partner the associate deputy vice heads of the division) caring for the patient. I wouldn't even mind checking on the patient in the morning, go home to study for the whole day, and coming back in the evening just to check on the patient again. Perhaps it's part due to obligation, but feeling part of the team and being involved in (and responsible for, though not directly) in the care of the patient, felt good.
I realise that I'm someone who is motivated by responsibility and obligation. (On a side note, must obligation have a negative connotation?) Some may think that there's a contradiction or irony in that statement, but I don't really think so, because I'm happy and it gives me satisfaction to fulfill my obligations. I tend to base a lot of my actions on meeting people's needs. It is a strong incentive for me to know that I can meet someone's needs.
Although my tutor isn't exactly the easiest person to work under/with, I have to say that he is a brilliant man. And for some reason, I can't bring myself to fault him for being arrogant or anything, because at the end of the day, his patients are grateful to him, those in his team learn substantially from him, and he deservedly does have the right to say that he is the best in his field. Maybe this gives his patients the confidence they need to have in him. And so it is with a tinge of regret to not have bade him and his team a proper farewell today in the midst of a busy clinic. Never before have I felt so attached to a team, and I think I'll definitely miss this feeling.
It's time to end this post. Federer's match has been repeatedly interrupted by rain. And just a passing thought to end off, I guess no matter how close you can be and how much fun you can have with a group of people, tensions do arise. Sometimes I wonder whether I get tired of being my persona, and desire to my 'self'. But there's this fear that people will 'react' to you not being your persona, therefore affecting group dynamics. The tensions in life.
Haven't had a long posting since the end of General Surgery posting in October 2009. Seniors say that 8 weeks of Orthopaedics is more than enough and in fact, a little too long for most people's liking. But at the end of 8 weeks, I feel that I've seen a lot of patients, seen most conditions that are 'must-know-must-see', but still not seen enough. Knowledge-wise, I feel like I know a bit of everything, but if you ask me to tell you about some particular condition, I probably can only do so in segmented bits and pieces. I guess preparing for MCQs and OSCEs is definitely different from preparing for essays. Perhaps there is merit in preparing for essays after all, which I believe we have to in 5th year, when we will be mugging like there's no day and night, and will be a real pain. But apart from content, these 8 weeks are worth reflecting upon.
I have had the privilege of having 2 different tutors in AH and NUH respectively. I can't belabour how very different they are, in their personality and attitude towards medical students. My mentor at AH is a really dedicated tutor, often willing to stay late, very late into the evenings to give us tutorials. I've got to admit that sometimes, this gets on my nerves because it disrupts my plans and schedules, but I really can't, and shouldn't fault a person for sacrificing his personal and family time to teach me. You definitely know this is the case when his wife and daughter call repeatedly to ask whether he's on his way back for dinner.
Probably not everyone would agree this is the right thing to do, and certainly it is not for me to judge. But it made me think, will I be like this in future? I'm quite certain I have workaholic tendencies, and while I know that there are greater and more important things than work.. I really don't know. Will my family, wife and kids (if I ever do have them. haha.) 'assess' me as someone who is so passionate and dedicated to his art and support wholly and fully for it, or secretly grudge that I'm someone who places them 2nd to his obsession with work. Everyone says 'balance', but I really wonder whether I'll be convicted to attain that.
Moving on to my experience at NUH. Initially, I thought I got the tutor from hell. Or so I heard from others. But after a week to two, my partner and I slowly adjusted and adapted, and we realised, 'hey, there's another side to this tutor after all', even as he slowly warmed up to our 'presence' (or so I believe, or hope). Into the 2nd week, he gave me and my partner each one patient to 'take care of', well that basically entails us giving him twice daily updates on how the patient's doing and so forth. Initially, this was a chore. I thought this was actually an effective way for him to track how early we come to hospital and how late (or early) we left. As time went by, this actually made me feel part of the team (or division, which comprised only 3 people, which effectively made me and partner the associate deputy vice heads of the division) caring for the patient. I wouldn't even mind checking on the patient in the morning, go home to study for the whole day, and coming back in the evening just to check on the patient again. Perhaps it's part due to obligation, but feeling part of the team and being involved in (and responsible for, though not directly) in the care of the patient, felt good.
I realise that I'm someone who is motivated by responsibility and obligation. (On a side note, must obligation have a negative connotation?) Some may think that there's a contradiction or irony in that statement, but I don't really think so, because I'm happy and it gives me satisfaction to fulfill my obligations. I tend to base a lot of my actions on meeting people's needs. It is a strong incentive for me to know that I can meet someone's needs.
Although my tutor isn't exactly the easiest person to work under/with, I have to say that he is a brilliant man. And for some reason, I can't bring myself to fault him for being arrogant or anything, because at the end of the day, his patients are grateful to him, those in his team learn substantially from him, and he deservedly does have the right to say that he is the best in his field. Maybe this gives his patients the confidence they need to have in him. And so it is with a tinge of regret to not have bade him and his team a proper farewell today in the midst of a busy clinic. Never before have I felt so attached to a team, and I think I'll definitely miss this feeling.
It's time to end this post. Federer's match has been repeatedly interrupted by rain. And just a passing thought to end off, I guess no matter how close you can be and how much fun you can have with a group of people, tensions do arise. Sometimes I wonder whether I get tired of being my persona, and desire to my 'self'. But there's this fear that people will 'react' to you not being your persona, therefore affecting group dynamics. The tensions in life.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Opinion, or Conviction?
Time to revive my blog once again. Anyone who pays close attention to this blog and observes the trends would probably be able to infer from the silence and deduce that there had been no major exams/EOPTs during this period of hiatus. Just a brief laundry list of what transpired over the past 1.5 months of silence:
1. M3 Pros (shortly after the last blogpost)
2. Cruise with CG
3. 4D3N trip to Hong Kong with a couple of friends (:
4. Leading worship for 林以诺布道会 Yeah Show 2010
5. Anaesthesia and Ophthalmology postings, both at TTSH
Not forgetting all the CG fun =)
Embarking on Orthopaedic surgery next at AH followed by NUH. More exciting days to come (:
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During the sermon today (Easter Sunday), the speaker exhorted and challenged us to be Christians driven to do what we do because we are compelled by God's love (2 Cor 5:14). However what really struck a chord with me was the point of opinion VS conviction.
Many of us hold the opinion that we want to change the way the live or do certain things, but do not have the conviction that we need to do so. This is probably the greatest barrier to change, and as a results, we always fall short. From what it seems, there is only one solution, which is to be compelled by God's love, so that it is no longer us who live, but Christ who lives in us.
1. M3 Pros (shortly after the last blogpost)
2. Cruise with CG
3. 4D3N trip to Hong Kong with a couple of friends (:
4. Leading worship for 林以诺布道会 Yeah Show 2010
5. Anaesthesia and Ophthalmology postings, both at TTSH
Not forgetting all the CG fun =)
Embarking on Orthopaedic surgery next at AH followed by NUH. More exciting days to come (:
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During the sermon today (Easter Sunday), the speaker exhorted and challenged us to be Christians driven to do what we do because we are compelled by God's love (2 Cor 5:14). However what really struck a chord with me was the point of opinion VS conviction.
Many of us hold the opinion that we want to change the way the live or do certain things, but do not have the conviction that we need to do so. This is probably the greatest barrier to change, and as a results, we always fall short. From what it seems, there is only one solution, which is to be compelled by God's love, so that it is no longer us who live, but Christ who lives in us.
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