Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Lawrence and Emily
Today, 12/03/08, is our third wedding anniversary.
Above is the video I played during my wedding. I had initially loaded the video onto my laptop and wanted to show it to the classes on Valentine's Day, but I was never able to get it to run properly. So I have posted it on Youtube for my classes to see.
I can never get tired of watching this video. Maybe it is because I conceptualized the whole thing myself; from shooting Emily, picking the photos, editting the video to selecting the right music to go along with it. I immensely enjoy looking at the montage of photos at the later part of the video......helps me relish the growing up years and our courtship days.
Recently, Emily and myself attended the Marriage Enrichment Retreat organised by my church. We spent a weekend at the Changi Village Hotel (formerly Meridien Changi)together with around 40 other couples. I found the retreat very useful as it allowed emily and myself to reconnect and look at our marriage from a christian angle again.
We've had our fair share of fights the last few years and sometimes, this can be very draining and will take its toll on a marriage. I was reminded during the retreat that God had put the both of us in each others' lives so that we can help each other. Many a time, in my haste to help Emily, I have been impatient towards her and that only makes things worse. I will need to change my approach as I have found out....men and women are really wired differently :) While watching a movie during the retreat, I was also reminded that Emily has chosen me out of all the guys that she knew......and this is something that I must always cherish.
Well, since the retreat, the both of us have commited ourselves to praying before we sleep every night. I really hope that we will keep this up as nothing beats coming to God with all our triumphs, failures and fears after a long day at work.
Friday, March 07, 2008
Wake-Up Call
I fell down while riding my bike last night.
For as long as I can remember.....ever since I started cycling, Scotts Rd in the direction of Newton Circus has always been my private drag strip. Almost everytime, after stopping at the traffic lights outside Borders, I will crank up my pace and try to get past the traffic light just outside Goodwood Park Hotel before it turns red. Sometimes, I make it, sometimes I don't.
Last night was just like any other ride. I was with Desmond, and we had just finished our Pandan loops and were on the way home. As usual, once the light turned green at Borders, I picked up the pace. In fact, I was feeling so good that I thought that I would be able to make it past the light with plenty of time to spare. As I was nearing the bus stop outside the ex-Holiday Inn at close to 40km/h, my bike ran over something on the road........I think it must have been a stone. That sudden impact....... though slight, caused my bike to wobble. I tried to control it but the next thing I knew, I fell heavily on my right side and ended up on the road. As I lay on the road, my immediate instinct was to look out for the vehicle coming from behind. Thankfully, it stopped. I quickly got up and went to the side of the road. Des was there. He checked to make sure that I was ok, then made me make sure my bike was ok. I was fine except for some abrasions on my right elbow and knee. Although I landed heavily, the fleshier part of my right hip helped take the brunt of the hit.
Honestly, it could have been much worse.
This accident comes as a good wake-up call me. Training has been going on well this year; I am feeling much stronger and faster on the bike, the swim is coming along fine and my run legs have not given me any problems at all, plus I brave the heavy morning traffic along Bendemeer Rd to work every morning and have emerged unscathed. All these have given me this feeling of invincibility; that whatever I want my body to do, it will respond.
Last night's incident reminded me that I am not so invincible after all. And that the reason why I am still writing this blog is due to God's grace upon me. As a cyclist, I can be careful, but if someone else isn't, I can just as easily end up as a statistic on the road, through no fault of my own. Everytime, I ride, I am putting myself through an incredible amount of risk, and I want to thank God for protecting me all this while.
For as long as I can remember.....ever since I started cycling, Scotts Rd in the direction of Newton Circus has always been my private drag strip. Almost everytime, after stopping at the traffic lights outside Borders, I will crank up my pace and try to get past the traffic light just outside Goodwood Park Hotel before it turns red. Sometimes, I make it, sometimes I don't.
Last night was just like any other ride. I was with Desmond, and we had just finished our Pandan loops and were on the way home. As usual, once the light turned green at Borders, I picked up the pace. In fact, I was feeling so good that I thought that I would be able to make it past the light with plenty of time to spare. As I was nearing the bus stop outside the ex-Holiday Inn at close to 40km/h, my bike ran over something on the road........I think it must have been a stone. That sudden impact....... though slight, caused my bike to wobble. I tried to control it but the next thing I knew, I fell heavily on my right side and ended up on the road. As I lay on the road, my immediate instinct was to look out for the vehicle coming from behind. Thankfully, it stopped. I quickly got up and went to the side of the road. Des was there. He checked to make sure that I was ok, then made me make sure my bike was ok. I was fine except for some abrasions on my right elbow and knee. Although I landed heavily, the fleshier part of my right hip helped take the brunt of the hit.
Honestly, it could have been much worse.
This accident comes as a good wake-up call me. Training has been going on well this year; I am feeling much stronger and faster on the bike, the swim is coming along fine and my run legs have not given me any problems at all, plus I brave the heavy morning traffic along Bendemeer Rd to work every morning and have emerged unscathed. All these have given me this feeling of invincibility; that whatever I want my body to do, it will respond.
Last night's incident reminded me that I am not so invincible after all. And that the reason why I am still writing this blog is due to God's grace upon me. As a cyclist, I can be careful, but if someone else isn't, I can just as easily end up as a statistic on the road, through no fault of my own. Everytime, I ride, I am putting myself through an incredible amount of risk, and I want to thank God for protecting me all this while.
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