Yesterday we had church service that was mostly run in North American style. Meaning the songs that were sung, the part where they bring a show-and-tell session to the children (during the service mind you) and of course the people that were leading the service were Americans. I find myself smiling through out the serivice because of the style and I was explaining to someone next to me who was surprised and exclaimed, "hey why we didn't thought of that" everytime she sees something new and was wondering if it is a new thing. Oh well, she's was wondering if our church could adopt some of the styles that we saw yesterday.

Moving on to something more depressing. Pratiba, I send my condolences to you. I am sorry to hear that your mother passed away and I hope that everything is alright with you. We will pray for your comfort.

I just found out that I need to fix my car. Total amount to fix my car ? Try one thousand six hundred (ouch! Malaysian Ringgit of course but ouch nonetheless). Sigh. My car's pain is ruined (no thanks to the harsh sun ray's in this tropical side of the world) and let's see if I could delay till next year. Hopefully my car won't be in total rust by then. So in the mean time, I got to wash the car more often, apply car wax more frequently and may need to double my layers of wax just to prolong my paint. It's inevitable but it's like delaying death rather than increasing life. Oh well, got to go.

My condolences once again Pratiba.