Malaysian Christian Writes

There is much to give thanks for. Truly I thought the post was specifically on me being a lecturer and how God has worked through it. But there is a bigger picture to it. One may list down all the achievements and how God has brought them to much greater heights. This is not the type of thanksgiving kind of post.  Well let me show you what I mean. (Oh and feel free to stop reading if this was not what you expect it to be) Whatever has happened be it good or bad let me just say all glory to God nonetheless. Blessed is the Lord who giveth and taketh away (Job1:21) . So what has this one year taught me? 1.  For this one year I realized how much more of a sinner I am. Now now, I am not beating myself up. It is just a reality of mine. That in many things I can't seem to do things right. I mean if perfection is the idea then I am failing like nobody's business. But glad that it creates an allowance for the gospel to reign in my heart even more. Make it more of a reality. Kee

This one is a pretty short and simple post.... I think. It got me thinking today and my fingers just started writing.  People always say, Eddryll, the popular kid. Everyone goes to me. On and on and on. Now, I'm not going to deny such a fact that well pockets in my life those things were true. Some carry on till today. But I sort of go meh. Now don't get me wrong. I am not humblebragging. I will admit to certain things. I believe I do not go "Oh please I'm not this and that". *I just shuddered writing that* However, the reality I would want to bring up is this. I have always been ordinary. That is just it. Bear with me as I try to explain this fact to you. I look at my life. Really look at it. I'm no smart person. I am no theologian. I am no intellectual (Engaging in intellect and being one is two different things). I am literally the averagest joe you can ever meet. I mean look at me. No seriously look at me. Now after all that you have seen in my li

 I think it is a normal conception to think a subject such as character formation that has no academic bearing over their course would be an easy subject to teach. Depends on how you see it. If I were to go there and do my academic requirement and teach I guess it would be easy. I just do what is required of me. Whether you pay attention or not doesn't matter. At the end of the day I am still getting paid. But what if I did not see it that way? What if I saw this subject as a privilege to impact students? (In which I do). It then becomes a whole new thing. Teaching the subject becomes a ministry and a mission.  It is tough. I have my challenges. Do not call it easy. Raaawwwrrr Every time I walk in. What goes through my mind is whether I would inspire them today. Will I cause them to think of something new. Is it possible to come to the position of humility in which we all see the reality of who we are? Will I offer something new for them? I constantly ask God for wisdom e

Before I begin,  let me start off with this. This will not be some post that is to make you feel better. This is not some post to show where our Dato' Lee went wrong. I am not going to say "at least he beat Lin Dan"  or " He won three silver medals and that is a feat".  I will not sugar coat the situation. After all the essence of this blog is to tell the truth graciously . If I do not stay true to that then I have missed the point of this whole post in itself. There, our hero. Our pride. Among many other heroes of Malaysia. Let's not deny the grief of the loss. Let's not deny that it sucks. Dato' Lee Chong Wei, we empathize with you and even then we do not fully understand how you feel. It sucks that the gold medal was so close within your reach. It hurts that you were so apologetic and that you felt you let the nation down (I am not assuming anything) although you have done so much more for the country. The fact that u apologize even then.

Before anything, do follow  @malaysianchristianmemes  on  insta . All right. Let me put out certain disclaimers so that I don't be misunderstood . This is not some same old post on how Pokémon is demonic. This is not a response post against those who wrote that Pokémon is demonic. This is more of a personal post to why I stopped the game. So I will leverage this generations egocentric belief system and say this is me and I do not impose anything on you. So you don't need to go judging me for not playing it as well. For my friends and family out there who are playing this is by no means saying it is wrong. This is just a personal sharing of my life on how the game has affected me personally. 1. The Hype Now that it is out of the way. I never intended to play this game. But friends around me were downloading and I thought sure fine. For the sake of nostalgia as I grew up with Pokémon. It brings back good memories. And the idea of traveling and catching Pokémon was in

Disclaimer that this time it is a specific Christian oriented post. Due to the lack of time and immense amount of content to share last week I did miss out certain things on "running the race" . But for the sake of the readers, I will do a short recap on Phillipians 3 and 4 in terms of running this race. As you read through Phillipians 3 you will see Paul mentions on running towards this goal. What is the goal we are talking about? The goal is ultimately Jesus Christ. Before that he makes sure that the Phillipians understand that righteousness is not by works but by faith and faith in Christ. Righteousness that was fulfilled through Christs' death, resurrection and life. Before he talked on pressing on the goal he has yet to attain, he makes sure that the church knows the worth of the goal. To the point that Paul would regard everything else as garbage compared to the worth of knowing Christ . That is the standard Paul is giving. That is how much of value Christ brin

So what does it mean to be a lecturer who lectures character formation? Or what were my self discoveries on being a character formation lecturer? Before anything, do follow  @malaysianchristianmemes  on  insta . Those are the questions I have asked for the past 5 and a half months. I believe the answer is a dynamic one. on going. Growing. One of learning and relearning and unlearning. While the core of it still stays the same, it is continuously being developed and adapting to each different context around me.  So let me begin with the first bit. What does it mean? It means that the standards of a lecturer particularly for me has increased tenfold. Well simply because it is Character Formation. I teach the formations for character and I have to be a role model. It just doesn't fit when imagining a drunk lecturer smelling of smoke for example, coming into class saying " Allllllright cl cl classssss *Hiccups*, today *Gestures one finger up in the air* we are going to

My last post on me as a lecturer was on my 3 week lecture post . I had come to learn so much in just a matter of 3 weeks. Now I am in my fifth month and it is a whole new ball game. Imagine my next one after a year. Then after 3 years. Then 5 years. Well god willing if I am still in MCKL. What has 5 months taught me? In 3 weeks it was all about relying on God. How as a young and fresh lecturer who had no initial desire to become one came to love the one job he never thought he would be in. I hear a lot about education and understand the weight it brings to society. Just never thought that God would call me into it. That is how I know it is from God in my personal sense. After 5 months . There are two things that I learnt.Let me begin with the first. The first thing is nothing short of constantly being humbled again and again. It was the realization of how little I knew . On every single aspect. How much I needed to learn and I was learning them through my mistakes. Oh I do crin

My walk with God is nothing short of being constantly humbled. The goal is realizing more of Him and less of me. He increases while I decrease. The whole of 2015, the lesson for me was slowing down. In everything I do. I always thought I was a happy go lucky person. People saw me and they affirmed it. I thought I was too. Little did I know that all the planning was going through my head. My brains were moving so fast, perhaps even faster than society itself. I always liked things done quickly.                                                      Countless times the Lord will tell me to slow down through various means for various context and reasons from my relationships all the way to my career. Each time I heard, I listened, and I obeyed ( At least I thought I did ). Here is where I made my mistake. Even the act of slowing down I wanted to rush the process. I would go "okay, okay slow down, okay what do I have to do? tell me and I will do it. C'mon I ain't got all day

Before I begin anything, let me clarify that this is not some exegesis or expansion on some theological idea. But rather, the angle I will bring forward today is rather a more genuine real view on what unconditional love is. Another clarification, having an issue with unconditional love does not mean I do not embrace it either. So what do I mean when I say I have a beef with unconditional love? Let's figure it out together. A friend once told me closest form of unconditional love with our eyes is through our parents. A baby born into the world. Can barely do anything other than poop and cry and make cute faces. Yet regardless of the inconvenience we bring to our parents as a baby they still love us. Generally no matter what we do, no matter how bad we are, no matter what we can offer to the table, our parents will love us unconditionally. Generally. Yes we do take account the outliers of abusive parents and what not. I'm talking about the general public. Even then, there ar

Okay the only reason I am writing this is because I am basically a DC fan. So I am well aware of my biases. However, I thought my as well just give it a go. Now before I begin, know that this is purely all in theory but on the basis of the evidences provided in the movie. This is just my thoughts and I do not religiously follow the comics. So I am not imposing them on anyone. Thus, there is no need for an argument. I warn you that there are spoilers up ahead so do read at your own risk.  Any who, let us begin.                                                                                                                                                          Batman Vs Superman My Beef with it Let's start of with what I did not like about it. I will admit, the movie can get draggy. Lots of slow mos. And the 20 death scene of superman was somewhat unnecessary. I mean pleaaaase, we all know superman will not die. So it was a lot of wasted time. Then I found out Zack Sny

My first batch of students. Ranging from 15 years old to 21. All 520 of them. Only 8 weeks. But an amazing journey nonetheless. A whole mixture of students with different wavelengths. It has been an honour and privilege to be a part of their 8 weeks. A tiny fraction of their lives. Oh this is inclusive of the 1507 from Ausmats as well. But in general the 1601s are my first batch and theirs to me.  What is more I am constantly bumping in them in the lrt. About to take out my book,  "hi sir!". About to listen to music,  "sir!". Hahaha it's fine. Not complaining. I'm used to it. I will surely bump into one of them in the morning and another when I leave after work. It is nice to know that some of them want to even go home with me. Hence they wait. In general it is a good gauge of how you are as a lecturer and it is a positive thing. What is the honour is that this 23 year old was given the opportunity to journey with the students, impact them in whateve