A life lost

Craving: Lok-Lok

This is a two blog day. Yup, if you have been following my blog long enough you would have noticed that there are days where I blog twice. Well today is one of those days which is surprising considering the length of my previous blog today.

Interesting fact of the day: I saw a cat lose one of its life
Another interesting fact: It damaged my mum's car's bumper

Yup that's right. A crazy cat ran in to my mum's car as we were heading back from dinner. I thought it was a goner for sure, but then saw the cat run off at top speed. Definately one of its nine lives, have been lost. So we were worried of smears on the car, because that could be disgusting and looked the car ovewr when we got back. Couldn't seem to find where the cat hit until I noticed that part of the bumper was sticking out from the car. Crazy cat whacked the bumper out of place then escaped. So now my mum's car need's an appointment with the workshop to get the car back looking all nice and sleek.

I just got back from a Youth Leaders meeting. Foo Seng asked me along for this so I decided to oblige. Met quite a few of the IBA Youth Leaders and we sat there for about 3 hours talking about issues concerning youth and about our various ministries. When it came to our turn, we shared how important parent support was in our youth work, because ultimately it is the parents that our youth see everyday. It is no point if we tell the youth to put God first in their lives only to have their parents tell them differently when they go home. Keep in mind ofcourse that we are talking about Christian parents here. Another leader then shared about a youth that had actually said he could not reconcile his parents actions because after teaching on the pulpit, on the way back from church his father would talk bad about others, would run red lights, and so on.

Then it hit me. It hit me just how important my testimony and the way I lived my life was as a youth worker. Like it or not I am an influence on the lives of the youth I work with. Therefore I must constantly check myself. I mean I have been checking myself regularly before this, usually about things like 'am I getting too close to a student', 'am I giving people the wrong signals', 'am I doing this for the right reasons', etc. Tonight however it was impressed upon me that even the little things are important like the way I drive, or my views on drinking, or how I kid around with friends and the youth. All things which I didn't really think much about before. How can I claim to be a man after God, if my actions don't show it. People are all afraid of being labeled as "Holy" these days, because we are afraid to be seen as unhip or uncool. So different from the days of Jesus, when a holy person was to be respected. So it the question is who stigmatised "Holy" as such? The answer can only be the devil. So what is there to be done here? Someone once told me something and I guess it sums it all up nicely. "When a man and a woman go alone in to a bedroom behind closed doors, it does not matter what they do. What matters is what other people think they did."