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October 20, 2013

Heavenly voice! :)

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April 13, 2013

How to have heaven in our hearts

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Heaven may be generally thought of as a place that is difficult to experience in this lifetime, this mortal world of ours, and is instead a place to be longed for. In this entry, I explore a way to have heaven in our hearts in the here and now. This is a follow-up to my previous post, The Language of the Heart.

In his classic devotional book titled The Saint’s Everlasting Rest, English Puritan pastor and author Richard Baxter (1615-1691) wrote:

“Why are not our hearts continually set on heaven? Why dwell we not there in constant comtemplation?…Bend thy soul to study eternity, busy thyself about the life to come, habituate thyself to such contemplations, and let not those thoughts be seldom and cursory, but bathe thyself in heaven’s delights.” (

A way to have heaven in our hearts:

Where Is Your Treasure?
“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do no break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also” (Matthew 6:19-21).

Chasing after material pleasures and earthly goods unnecessarily, tends to detract us from the true riches that are of a heavenly nature.

Learning to appreciate heavenly goods with our hearts is a sacred art, which I believe can bring one lots of joy and bliss.

For heaven is our home.
“Meanwhile, we groan, longing to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling, because when we are clothed, we will not be found naked.” 2 Cor 5:3

“Treasures in heaven” means living and following God’s ways ( example, loving your neighbour as yourself- demonstrating an act of kindness, forgiving someone of a sin.

Just think, practising ‘heaven in our hearts’, this way, we can experience heaven, right at our fingertips.






December 7, 2009


Filed under: Bible verses,poetry — applecherrypipz @ 9:10 am
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I have been interning at Ethos (, a famous local publishing firm in Singapore and reading a number of award winning Singaporean Literature books for the purposes of proofreading as part of my job. Thank god for such an opportunity! who gets to read award winning literature as their job! haha

I really liked this poem:

HOMECOMING by Alvin Pang

On that day the tide will turn
and softly bring its crested head
to rest on the cheek of shore.

The jambu tree will shed
moist leaves, returning to earth
its debt of tears

Every cloud will move
into its chosen place. Even the sun
will understand their boldness

For so long i have listened to the call
of mountains in their loneliness
The river’s thirst to follow ocean.

I know the years trapped in you
like so many birds, their wings
the very flutter of your heart.

At that hour, I will uncage
your body’s sadness with my own,
and make the sound locks make

springing open.


22We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. 23Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. 24For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what he already has? 25But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently.”

Romans 8 NIV

Can you hear the life sustaining rhythmn pulsing through the whole of creation, passionately ,quietly, restlessly groaning, groaning, groaning for the time when all things shall be made perfect in God?

Indeed, I feel that longing is one of the central themes of this poem, vividly fleshed out in all this imagery of nature. It’s as if every breath of wind, every rushing wave towards the shore, the throbbing sense of loneliness pervading the cities..even the fast, quiet heartbeat of a mouse, is sighing with restless anticipation for this inexpressible hope.

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