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Ya I know. It’s super out-dated.
But better late than never.
I used to dread clean up. The church is old and tends to be very much a little dustier compared to your average home.
But it is kind of fun when we all do it together. ^_^
And even more fun to discover ‘treasures’ kept away in cupboards filled with layers of lizard shit and dust. Ok sounds disgusting but actually not.
Main hall
Strategy to remove the broken piano by the boys.
Discuss discuss how to move the piano
Think think how to move the piano
Success!
Umm. I wasn’t there when this picture was taken. Shaun showing off?
Awesome discovery in the basement.
The basement which used to be where the youth met and drawings on the pillars
Long lost brothers! They look so alike.
Esmond and Kah Wei
Versus
Chong Keat and Victor
Kitchen area
Food at the end of clean up!
Found a helmet. Apparently whoever wears them automatically becomes warrior!
Tan Warrior
Yong Warrior
And finally…..
Buahahahaha
Lim Warriors!
Dear brothers and sisters,
As some of you know, my Gung-Gung (Grandfather) or, my mother’s father, the late Ong Tien Soo, passed away on the 15th of August this year. It has been nearly a month since then.
Firstly, I would like to restate my thanks to the close support of the church family towards our biological one. Your prayers, thoughts and affection reflect the bond of Christ and the law He laid down for us. Most of all I also want to thank God and His son Jesus.
However, this focus of this post is not on thanksgiving. I was asked to write something for the MGC assembly to understand more about my late Gung Gung, whom I believe not many of you would have met. About his life I am certainly not the authority. Far from it, I think I’ve been a rather distant grandchild. There was a wall between us – not of bricks and clay, but of geographical distance, linguistic and cultural differences, and most of all, my own general disposition of apathy.
However, as his passing became imminent, those walls crumbled and love became a bridge. Throughout the 3 nights of wake service, I mostly listened to the chatter of the crowd. Vicariously, I got to know Gung Gung better.
This is what I can say:
My grandfather was a thoroughly admirable man. Having been separated from his family and brought to Singapore as a teenager, he started out his independent life under tough circumstances. Having had to eke out a living during those days, he experienced a hard life that many of us may never understand. Perhaps a night out on the boulevard with newspapers as a mattress will give us a taste.
By learning the trade on-the-go, my grandpa became a mechanic and eventually went on to own his own workshop. Then he got married and started a family, and that’s where we come in. My mom was his eldest daughter out of six children, who are all doing very well now.
My grandpa was a real family man. Although I think we never really could talk things out and show “care” for one another in a conventional sense, he spoke love in his own language.
I recall that when he found out that we liked to drink Yakult, he would personally ensure that a special compartment in the fridge is stocked up with the small, colourful bottles every time the children come to visit. He, and indeed my grandma, always wanted to bring us to McDonalds every time we came over in spite of the fact that both of them absolutely abhor the food there. My Ah Ma remarked that McD burger buns are like ‘cardboard’ :X But they’d always bring us there, because we used to like it a lot when we were kids.
These are just some of the things that I can talk about in this short blogpost –drops in an ocean. Believe me, my grandpa was a man with a lot of love.
Right after his baptism, days before his passing, Gung Gung told my Ah Ma that he had a vision:
‘He saw a big church. The doors of the church opened, and many people streamed out of it, carrying gifts for him’
The vision prompted him to inquire of my grandma whether he is “part of the church yet”. My grandfather actually accepted Christ a long time ago during a Billy Graham gospel mission, but only reaffirmed his faith this year.
For me, the answer to his question would of course be “Yes”.
I do believe that my grandfather now is not only rejoicing in heaven, but has had a lot of treasure waiting for him up there. I understand that he was a man that didn’t seek glory for himself but was thoroughly focused his loved ones.
Sure he joined the assembly of saints a little late. Yet, the last can be made the first. And the worker who joins at the eleventh hour will receive wages that the Master sees fit.
I look forward to meeting him again.
-Derk-
just return to the Lord today.
We thank God he is indeed in a better place.
Let us pray that God grant Aunty Kiat Tin and her family comfort and peace as they go through this difficult time.
Aunty Lydia
who is currently in KL.
She had breathing difficulties and went for a test to find out what’s wrong.
Doctor suspects TB. If it isn’t, another test is required on the 9th August 2011.
Will notify as soon as we know the test results.
In the mean time, let’s continue praying for speedy recovery and strength for Aunty Lydia.
Aunty Florence (Mrs Chua’s sister)
who has cyst in her brain and will be undergoing an operation this Thursday (4th August 2011) to remove the cyst.
The operation will be risky. Pray for alertness, precision and wisdom on the part of the medical staff and for strength, peace and safety for Aunty Florence.
We had a family day recently.
The purpose was actually to celebrate the fact that we were family.
We may be from different background, different states, different race, even different families!
And yet we are still a family because of Christ.
Started the day singing songs from yesteryears.
And we played some games!
It was some sort of like wo chai, wo chai, wo chai! chai! chai!
(Mind the weirdness I’m semi-banana)
We tried guessing who was who back then.
Sometimes it is pretty obvious, sometimes very not obvious lor.
Sharma and his mom Aunty Alicia. Spot me!
In Sharma’s own words, “Me and my mom we look exactly alike”
Hmmm…
I think he looks more like his father, no?
Sharma and Mr Doray.
No lar. It’s Will Smith!
See carefully. Which one Aunty Angelina, which one Michelle. It’s like clone!!!
Aunty Grace
Uncle Rodney
Aunty Tina and her doll (in both pictures)
Uncle Anthony
Aunty Judy
My father and brother – Philip Lim and Shaun
Sarah and her mom!
Aunty Bee Wan (left) and Aunty Nancy (Right)
Uncle Tony!
And this is Uncle Tony’s brother
No lar. It’s actually…
Scroll down la
Dr Daniel! The one on the right. Zhu Xin on the left.
Aunty Irene and Olive
Aunty Kim Choo (Left) and Aunty Lydia (Right)
Aunty Jennifer and Jessica
Aunty Kiat Tin and Qi
Chee Chee and Zhu Shi
My mum and sister – Guan Ngo and Tse Hwei
Uncle David and Daniel
Uncle Kian Boon and Derk. Cop! Friendster pun cop!
Uncle Philip Lee and Eng Siang
Sama-sama gaya
Mr See and his four boys – Raymond, Daniel, Darel and Aaron
Mr and Mrs Chuah
Thank you all for lending us all the pictures! Now they’re ours! Muahahahaha
By the way, the mothers-daughter team rock in taboo! Wohoo!
