Reserved

There are names that are only reserved for certain people. Certain names are "in-claimable". For example, my first name ends with a "ling". Only my closest friends can call me that without me having chill down my spine. It's not that I'm fiercely protective on who can call me that name but rather only these few can call me that without me having extra thoughts! Recently, one of my classmate started calling me that. I had chills down my spine. I suddenly felt cool..It the same feeling where you've seen something you shouldn't have seen or heard something so rarely spoken in public. A friend puts it aptly, "Public Display of Affection". Forget about the crush I had on him, he has crossed the line. Haha...It brought me to realise one thing. If guys are more sensitively responsive to touch, then girls are equally sensitive to words! See how greatly we are created? This should also remind all guys who read this, be more sensible in words when talking, especially to girls! Haha..Also to the girls, keep an arm's length apart. No matter how unnecessary you think these rules are, it's always good to learn to draw your lines and boundaries. Certain things are best to be reserved for only your special partner..Keep it that way. But the again, each person draws their own lines and none should question why it's drawn that way. I know I claimed not to be an avid fan of Elisabeth Elliot's writings on "purity, crushes" matters, but these are the few things that has as if been implanted on me..Taught rather..

Our Package

Ever noticed how your body works? Stretch your arm, move your fingers..noticed that delicate smooth movement of your fingers? Noticed how your fist clutches into a ball when you get angry? Above all, notice how your body movement work perfectly alongside with the signals sent by your brain cells? I marvel at His delicate creation. He's such a detailed Creator...If these visible, tangible functions marvel you, how about those unseen ones? Your protein strains that form DNA, your identity..Coagulation of strains that form bigger masses of cells that forms you as the final product. Ever wondered what you were made of inside?

I remember the movie "Robots" that I watched months ago. In that animated movie, these robots are made of parts assembled together. As they grow older, their parts have to be replaced by bigger pieces. New parts were presented to them as presents as they grow older. Like longer legs or bigger head. Things get even more interesting as they grow older. They tend to rust because they were made of metal. Unless they are rich enough to buy new original parts, they will just substitute them second hand-me downs. This option is better than to be laid waste and eventually be made into scrap metal.

Imagine you and me rusting as we age. How is that? We have to order our parts every now and then to replace them. Wow..I can't picture myself in that. I'm glad that we didn't have to. Our parts were made so perfectly, personally, exclusively for ourselves. There will be no second hand-me-downs or replacement parts. We were perfect since the day we were made, except that we were tainted by sin through Adam. But nonetheless, we will be prefectified some day.

However, if we really do need to have our parts replaced every now and then, which part would you replace? Hmnn..for me, I wished I could replace my heart with a brand new one. A bigger heart that would have place for more people and things. A squarer heart? Nah..that would me a square person. A rounder one, perhaps? Haha..Am I not round enough? Maybe an irregularly shaped heart with bigger surface area. One that has bends and dents to house small minte things..larger platonic surface for important matters. And finally caged and guarded in a strong rib cage for protection. Sacredly and fiercely protected.

I would probably have my legs replaced with longer ones. Then I would be taller to the expereince the feelings of being on higher ground than others. Something which I would never had the chance to taste. (Well, except I'm on heels but that wouldnt give me the grounded feelings) I would want to replace my brains too. I wish I had a simpler thinking mechanism. Not that I'm very smart now, but I wished I can look at the world with simpler view. I don't have to worry about thinking too much if that person has evil intention when he's being nice. I don't have to be on guard all the time. I can walk on the walkways without clutching my handbag tightly to my side. I can just cross the road on the zebra crossing with assurance that the speeding car will obey the red lights and stop. How nice, yeah? I wished everyone would think simple.

Simplicity..if only