The essence of a PhD

Posted by Vee | Posted in Education | Posted on 27-01-2012

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Ph.D. school is neither school nor work.

Ph.D. school is a monastic experience. And, a jealous hobby.

Solving problems and writing up papers well enough to pass peer review demands contemplative labor on days, nights and weekends.

Reading through all of the related work takes biblical levels of devotion.

Ph.D. school even comes with built-in vows of poverty and obedience.

The end brings an ecclesiastical robe and a clerical hood.

http://matt.might.net/articles/ways-to-fail-a-phd/

Farewell small group

Posted by Vee | Posted in General | Posted on 22-09-2011

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Today marks my 2nd last time at IPC’s small group in a long long time.  No one talked to me after small group as usual. What’s new. This is UK. And the group is much much older than I am. Everyone else is married but me.

It’s ok. I’ve tried my best.

HU 160811

Posted by Vee | Posted in General | Posted on 17-09-2011

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I remember this is the code JT used for hospitalization. Little did I think it would happen to me at the age of 25. It has been exactly a month since I have been discharged,  and sadly I don’t think that hospitalization did much good to me. On the contrary, as I laid on the hospital bed, my mind was blank. I was in a pain-management mode and all I could think of was that I had no form of identification with me, no oyster card, no handphone, not even a book. Naked do I come and naked do I go, they say. I wondered if people in my school managed to contact MJ, my flatmate. I wondered too about my android phone. Although it didn’t cost me much, it is very valuable to me. It had served as my alternative laptop, a quick way for me to check emails. It contains a lot of sms conversations, of encouragements and Q&As with others. I was also supposed to view a flat that day, but apparently everything was saved on the phone, and not the SIM card.

Tomorrow will be exactly one month since my phone has been in dry storage. It will be significant as it tells me if like my phone, I will eventually recover. It was a birthday gift I bought for myself, and I certainly did not expect God to take it away…

Thanksgiving – 8 Sep

Posted by Vee | Posted in Thanksgiving | Posted on 09-09-2011

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  1. After spending a whole afternoon running around in circles to find out the shear stress distribution of a circular beam, I realised that I had started off correctly, but a faulty understanding meant that I substituted one of the values wrongly. I am thankful that I had the opportunity to learn from my mistake
  2. I am also very thankful I had the opportunity to revisit trigonometry and geometry, although it is only a baby step to regaining my confidence in those two areas of mathematics
  3. For being able to trouble shoot the error in my FE simulation
  4. For sushi dinner – it makes me happy to be able to eat fish
  5. Bought an electric guitar beginners’ book for 3 quids!

Loving oneself

Posted by Vee | Posted in General | Posted on 07-09-2011

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In a hedonistic world, it’s hard to imagine that  anyone would struggle with this issue. I may be self-centered or even selfish at times, but to be kind to myself? That concept doesn’t really seem to exist. From young, I have always been taught that it’s only right to put nation before community and society above self. I have always lived by that. I can remember being helpful since primary school, and I would go to the extend of helping people even if it means inconveniencing myself. I suppose that is where my sense of altruism came from. I also liked stories of Chinese heroes who laid down their lives for their countries. There is something noble and right in serving and giving of all for the greater community good.

Now as a follower of the way, I can’t help but notice that there many verses in the Bible that implies and assumes that believers first love themselves, but now we are to move beyond ourselves and care for others. The fact that Jesus did not reject the concept of healthy self-love explicitly suggests to me that it may be right to love oneself. Afterall, we are the temple of the Holy Spirit, and we are to live our lives in a way that glorifies God. Futhermore, we are all fearfully and wonderfully made. If we are not good stewards in taking care of our bodies, then how can we be good stewards in taking care of His household, the church?  ‘For no man ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and carefully protects and cherishes it.’

We are commanded to love our neighbour as ourselves. If one can’t love oneself, how much of love can he or she show his/her neighbour? A person who eats only reduced to clear and discounted food will find it hard to bring himself to buy good things to bless another person. Likewise, a self-critical person is unlikely to be lenient or forgiving with others.

From another point of view, the concept of love is closely tied to the 10th commandment, ‘Do not covet’. The constant desire to be like someone else, or to have certain traits, with the exception of character traits, bellies a belief that one would be a better creator than God himself. That is idolatry, or it is perceiving God not how He is truly like; and harboring faulty views of the nature of God. Clearly, it would lead to problems later on with regards to God’s goodness, faithfulness and love.

Yet, this isn’t an invitation to love others only after one has learned to love oneself. They are to go hand and in hand. But I have lived much of my life learning to give to others, and perhaps not doing anything special for myself. I suppose I have led a pretty ascetic lifestyle thus far. I looked back at how I tried to brace through winter with little, and non-effective clothes, because I refused to spend above a certain budget to buy clothes to keep warm. I get hungry easily but I did not increase my uptake. The consequence is that I became miserable and ultimately slipped into depression.

But do I deserve to love myself? I am a gnostic and I find it hard to answer yes to that question.

Thanksgiving – 3 Sep

Posted by Vee | Posted in Thanksgiving | Posted on 04-09-2011

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I have much to be thankful for:

  1. GB for showing me much love and grace, and forgiving me despite the horrible way in which I behaved
  2. Her response allowed me to contemplate on the love of God
  3. Taking it a step further – I saw how I was like one of those in the crowd; one moment I was welcoming Jesus on Palm Sunday, yet I was part of the same mob that cried for his crucifixion a few days later. Despite the fact that I am guilty of causing His death, He still asked His Father to forgive me, for He believed that I did not know what I was doing.
  4. For a wonderful trip to Glasgow – I got to know my colleagues and professor better
  5. I found out that the stress and challenges that I face are not unique. For the first time, I do not feel so lonely anymore.
  6. I was pretty well fed…I made sure that I was full for each meal
  7. My colleagues were impressed with my introduction and gave me feedback to include line drawings of abuse, explain the purpose of the methodology/experiment/simulation…and carry out multi-body simulations.
  8. For a Bible in the hostel room. I found time to read part of 1 Peter
  9. For WX and BH for inviting me to lunch today, and challenging me to find someone to disciple me here
  10. For BH’s thoughtfulness in passing me some second hand boots, down jacket, clothes and lotus leaf!
  11. For the time spent with the family. It was through observing the children that I realised that God loves us all but deal with each differently.
  12. My handphone is performing better than the first time I tried it. It is now back in dry storage to suck more moisture out.

lament

Posted by Vee | Posted in General | Posted on 29-08-2011

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As one lays on the hospital bed
People’s words are put to the test
If they mean that they will care
Or life goes on for them for their best

A loud bang was heard so they say
Yet one can’t recall what was heard
Something fell from the roof they thought
Only to find a person on the floor

I watched my handphone fall from my hand
Into the toilet bowl for a swim
My birthday treat after saving for months
Its life sniffed out in just a while.

The physical pain overwhelmed me
The emotional turmoil that my only valuable is lost
Where is God in all all this midst
Afflicting me unceasingly.