This past weekend, when I saw the news of Pride Parade, my heart really fell off. Especially when I saw David Miller shout proudly,"I am really proud of our city, Toronto". I really don't know how proud will that be when SIN is being allow to march across the heart of your city.
When the high-profile-seeking politicians claiming this parade is a "celebration of diversity", do they really understand what is the word "diversity" means? Upcoming "Jesus in the City Parade" on September 19, will they carry the same smile, marching together and shouting the same wordings proudly? Thanks God that among the three main Canada political parties (PC, Lib, NDP), our PM Stephen Harper was not in the parade. This may be the only thing I feel glad about this year Pride Parade.
When NDP Leader Jack Layton saying that this is the way of showing human rights, then my question may be: Where is my right to insist my believe of same sex marriage and premarital sex is wrong? When my religious freedom, freedom of speech are part of my human right, then why will I be classified as "discrimiation" when I declare my objection to those SINs in the public?
I have to clarify, I don't hate those gays and lesbians. I do love them and accept them, making friends with them, eat and play with them, however I would also love to see them turning away from their sin at the same time.
When we talk about human rights, we are at all talking about our "rights as human". Then where is the right for the one who create human? This make me think about the Bible story of "Tower of Babel". We want ourselves to rule the world, but where will God be then? Where is God? or are we trying to prove HIS absence?
Hopefully, as Christians, we should step up and be united. Feel pride to parade for Jesus...!
世人行動實係幻影。他們忙亂，真是枉然。積聚財富，不知將來有誰收取﹖Surely a man egoes about as a shadow! Surely for nothing they are in turmoil; man heaps up wealth and does not know who will gather! (詩篇Ps39:6)
Monday, June 29, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Good reflection material...
No matter you agree with the author or not, this article from the Toronto Star should giving us something to really think about what is happening to Toronto, our home.
Toronto making me mad as hell
You've heard of road rage, air rage, cubicle rage, retail rage and even gym rage. But is it possible to suffer from city rage?
On Sunday, I returned home from a barbecue to an unpleasant discovery: A fiend had smashed into my locked shed and absconded with my lawn mower.
"Can you believe this?" I asked my wife, who seemed more concerned with the length of our grass than the actual theft. "Our Lawnhog was abducted in broad daylight. What is happening to this city?"
As I stood in the crime scene, examining the shed's mangled door frame, my blood boiled. It wasn't just the electric mower or the oversized black urns (stolen last year) or the fact someone had once squeezed through our kitchen window while we were sleeping, swiping a few household items, including the keys to our car.
No, as I walked toward the front porch, across a slab of sidewalk spray-painted with graffiti, my anger went beyond property theft.
These days, admittedly, everything about Toronto is making me mad: Construction, dirty parks, appalling customer service, endless fees, abysmal leadership, dysfunctional council, inept urban planning, potholes, expensive goods, dilapidated neighbourhoods, aggressive panhandlers, the ongoing futility of our hockey squad.
Toronto the Good has become Toronto the Enraging.
The other night, after ordering sushi, I glanced at the bill and noticed I had been charged for the plastic bag in which our food was delivered. Granted, five cents is no big deal. Still, as I choked down sashimi, I could feel a bad case of city rage burning in my mouth like wasabi.
It wasn't the money. It was the principle.
"Can you believe this?" I asked my wife. "What are we supposed to do? Courier a canvas bag to the restaurant before we order? Next time, maybe I'll ask if the poor delivery guy can balance our miso soup on his head instead of using a bag."
Then there's the municipal strike, which started yesterday. Whether this labour action is short-lived or long lasting, one thing is clear: Once again, honest, hardworking, law-abiding taxpayers are being held hostage by a system that always puts them last.
That should be Toronto's new motto: Where Citizens Are Taken For Granted.
A disruption to garbage pickup after we just started paying new fees for garbage pickup?
Charging residents with "illegal dumping" after they left bags outside a designated transfer station yesterday because pickets had blocked their access?
Sometimes I wonder if we wouldn't be better off if a crime syndicate took over our waste removal system.
Thug: "How much are you throwing out this week, bub?"
Citizen: "Ah, let's see, two bags and a box of recycling."
Thug: "That'll be three bucks. And don't worry about it. You'll never see this stuff again, if you know what I mean."
As it stands now, we do all the work – recycling, reusing, sorting, hauling freakishly big bins to the curb – and keep getting told that we're not doing enough. We pay a lot of protection money for not a lot of protection.
The shuttering of daycare centres is also galling. Shouldn't "taking care of children" be deemed an essential service in a civil society? Believe me, young parents are already struggling with a raft of recessionary realities.
That's right, I forgot, "reality" is never a factor in a municipal strike.
And let's not get started on the cancellation of island ferry service, parks maintenance or summer camps. Why, it's enough to make a person drink – assuming, that is, LCBO workers aren't also on strike tomorrow morning.
What is happening to this city? It is making us furious.
Toronto making me mad as hell
You've heard of road rage, air rage, cubicle rage, retail rage and even gym rage. But is it possible to suffer from city rage?
On Sunday, I returned home from a barbecue to an unpleasant discovery: A fiend had smashed into my locked shed and absconded with my lawn mower.
"Can you believe this?" I asked my wife, who seemed more concerned with the length of our grass than the actual theft. "Our Lawnhog was abducted in broad daylight. What is happening to this city?"
As I stood in the crime scene, examining the shed's mangled door frame, my blood boiled. It wasn't just the electric mower or the oversized black urns (stolen last year) or the fact someone had once squeezed through our kitchen window while we were sleeping, swiping a few household items, including the keys to our car.
No, as I walked toward the front porch, across a slab of sidewalk spray-painted with graffiti, my anger went beyond property theft.
These days, admittedly, everything about Toronto is making me mad: Construction, dirty parks, appalling customer service, endless fees, abysmal leadership, dysfunctional council, inept urban planning, potholes, expensive goods, dilapidated neighbourhoods, aggressive panhandlers, the ongoing futility of our hockey squad.
Toronto the Good has become Toronto the Enraging.
The other night, after ordering sushi, I glanced at the bill and noticed I had been charged for the plastic bag in which our food was delivered. Granted, five cents is no big deal. Still, as I choked down sashimi, I could feel a bad case of city rage burning in my mouth like wasabi.
It wasn't the money. It was the principle.
"Can you believe this?" I asked my wife. "What are we supposed to do? Courier a canvas bag to the restaurant before we order? Next time, maybe I'll ask if the poor delivery guy can balance our miso soup on his head instead of using a bag."
Then there's the municipal strike, which started yesterday. Whether this labour action is short-lived or long lasting, one thing is clear: Once again, honest, hardworking, law-abiding taxpayers are being held hostage by a system that always puts them last.
That should be Toronto's new motto: Where Citizens Are Taken For Granted.
A disruption to garbage pickup after we just started paying new fees for garbage pickup?
Charging residents with "illegal dumping" after they left bags outside a designated transfer station yesterday because pickets had blocked their access?
Sometimes I wonder if we wouldn't be better off if a crime syndicate took over our waste removal system.
Thug: "How much are you throwing out this week, bub?"
Citizen: "Ah, let's see, two bags and a box of recycling."
Thug: "That'll be three bucks. And don't worry about it. You'll never see this stuff again, if you know what I mean."
As it stands now, we do all the work – recycling, reusing, sorting, hauling freakishly big bins to the curb – and keep getting told that we're not doing enough. We pay a lot of protection money for not a lot of protection.
The shuttering of daycare centres is also galling. Shouldn't "taking care of children" be deemed an essential service in a civil society? Believe me, young parents are already struggling with a raft of recessionary realities.
That's right, I forgot, "reality" is never a factor in a municipal strike.
And let's not get started on the cancellation of island ferry service, parks maintenance or summer camps. Why, it's enough to make a person drink – assuming, that is, LCBO workers aren't also on strike tomorrow morning.
What is happening to this city? It is making us furious.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
L.O.V.E.
昨天<同事三分親>問了一條問題：究竟甚麼是愛情？
陸哲話係犧牲，珠珠表妹覺得係等待，明亮的答案最現實 ─ 「愛情是現在，活在當下，總之要珍惜眼前人。」
可是最痛苦的莫過於有些人好似李公子一樣，覺得愛情是其中一方需要妥協、要讓步，在於比較誰愛另一方多一點，認為喜歡對方比較多的一個，多數是處於下風。
其實我就覺得Vincent的一個問題很好：誰佔上風有甚麼關係？喜歡一個人，不是要令那個人開心，自己就開心了嗎？
唉!好坦白講，「所愛的人開心你就開心」這句話講就易，試問世上又有幾多人可以做到無怨無求呀？
我自己就覺得如果一個人可以愛對方多於對方愛你，其實都係一件好事。其實可以去到一個不求回報的愛情，實在有太多東西可以在當中的過程中學習。
得與失其實是很難衡量的。
陸哲話係犧牲，珠珠表妹覺得係等待，明亮的答案最現實 ─ 「愛情是現在，活在當下，總之要珍惜眼前人。」
可是最痛苦的莫過於有些人好似李公子一樣，覺得愛情是其中一方需要妥協、要讓步，在於比較誰愛另一方多一點，認為喜歡對方比較多的一個，多數是處於下風。
其實我就覺得Vincent的一個問題很好：誰佔上風有甚麼關係？喜歡一個人，不是要令那個人開心，自己就開心了嗎？
唉!好坦白講，「所愛的人開心你就開心」這句話講就易，試問世上又有幾多人可以做到無怨無求呀？
我自己就覺得如果一個人可以愛對方多於對方愛你，其實都係一件好事。其實可以去到一個不求回報的愛情，實在有太多東西可以在當中的過程中學習。
得與失其實是很難衡量的。
Thursday, June 04, 2009
Money can influence economy, but not our Hearts
明報新聞網
20年了，即使中國經濟騰飛，港人始終沒有忘記平反六四的心願。15萬人或坐或站，迫爆維園球場與草地，以15萬點燭光悼念六四死難者，爭取民主中國；維園場外，支聯會聲稱約5萬人未能入場，在外圍參與晚會。首次在港出席悼念晚會的學運領袖熊焱，見證港人的堅持，大為感歎，形容香港是全中國、全世界的驕傲。
15萬燭光 港人驕傲 維園爆滿5萬人未能入場
新一代發言致悼辭 平反六四薪火相傳
近半人獻出第一點光 明報民調 出席原因﹕四分一人憂下一代遺忘
「很壯觀，很有感染力！」Y世代對六四事件印象模糊，匯知中學教師昨晚帶同30名學生來到六四燭光晚會，有多年來對六四毫無認識的中六學生參加晚會後，才發現港人對平反六四有很大的決心。
17歲學生：參與可能有助平反
六四出生 左派之後﹕一日不平反 一日不慶祝
20年了，即使中國經濟騰飛，港人始終沒有忘記平反六四的心願。15萬人或坐或站，迫爆維園球場與草地，以15萬點燭光悼念六四死難者，爭取民主中國；維園場外，支聯會聲稱約5萬人未能入場，在外圍參與晚會。首次在港出席悼念晚會的學運領袖熊焱，見證港人的堅持，大為感歎，形容香港是全中國、全世界的驕傲。
15萬燭光 港人驕傲 維園爆滿5萬人未能入場
新一代發言致悼辭 平反六四薪火相傳
近半人獻出第一點光 明報民調 出席原因﹕四分一人憂下一代遺忘
「很壯觀，很有感染力！」Y世代對六四事件印象模糊，匯知中學教師昨晚帶同30名學生來到六四燭光晚會，有多年來對六四毫無認識的中六學生參加晚會後，才發現港人對平反六四有很大的決心。
17歲學生：參與可能有助平反
六四出生 左派之後﹕一日不平反 一日不慶祝
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Song of My Heart
作曲：謝國維 填詞：黃偉文 編曲：謝國維 監製：伍樂城
劉：大眾也喜歡珠光寶氣
沒有空完全明白你的美
謝：只得我 望見你 關起了心扉
猶如合上 貝殼的傳奇
若世間疏忽 從未細味
劉：讓那些蠢人 庸人嫌棄你
合：切莫讓人 影響了你 信仰你的真理
＊謝：如滄海深處 埋藏著遺珠（劉：埋藏著遺珠）
其實你好處 個個也不知
劉：唯獨我先可以 明白上帝構思
合：於沙礫裡 找到 璀璨珍珠
劉：人家冤枉你 平凡悶孩子（謝：如像孩子）
但是你心事 我不信
合：無聊沒意思
謝：沒有人識得欣賞
合：但天知 誰可以＊
劉：大概這種 非一般的美
謝：慧眼太少 旁人未賞識你
劉：因再 極客氣 差點算謙卑
謝：從來沒對 愛 有所預期
謝：若世界疏忽 從未細味
劉：讓那些蠢人 庸人忘記你
合：要是別人 都不愛你 有我這邊等你
REPEAT＊
謝：你是誰你是誰
劉：可有地方發亮
合：旁人忙著誇獎色相
劉：沒有空管你的修養
合：唯獨我 留下拍掌
劉：如滄海深處 埋藏著遺珠
謝：其實你好處 個個也不知
唯獨我先可以 明白上帝構思
劉：於沙礫裡 合：找到 璀璨珍珠
劉：人家冤枉你 平凡悶孩子
但是你心事 我不信
合：無聊沒意思
劉：就算誰都不欣賞
謝：但偏偏 合：我可以
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