It will be National Day soon, and I am amazed at how many of my colleagues and friends don't seem to be excited about it at all. Most of them are planning weekend getaways, and basically trying to find places in Singapore that wont be affected by the parade logistics (i.e not downtown)
I am really looking forward to it. The parade, the national song medleys, the members of parliament filin in one by one. The commands in Malay, the guard of honour, the contingents behind them. The arrival of the Prime Minister, the look LKY and LHL exchange (always makes me wanna cry), the slow darkening of the sky.
The arrival of the President, the seeking of permission, the National Anthem (but this time I have just lost it and can hardly see the TV through my tears. The feu de joie (21 Gun salute), the flypast, the showcasing of our military prowess.
The parade inspection, the marchpast, my sigh of relief when the President can finally sit down.
The pledge. This year its gonna be an amazing thing, with everyone, all of singapore, taking the pledge together at 8:22pm. Kudos to the genius who came up with this.
And then, the show. The fireworks. And the end of another wonderful birthday.
Happy Birthday, old girl. We may complain, and moan and sigh with discontent, but we love ya. And will keep praying for ya.
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Friday, August 7
Thursday, August 7
Dedicated to our 43rd National Day
Before you were formed
I knew you.
A tiny red dot on a pale blue dot.
I prepared the hearts of men and women,
Valiant and adventurous,
who were passionate about me and my people.
And you.
They came in big steamships,with the EIC.
And started to build My house.
For you.
I saw you in your infancy.
Your halting steps as you struggled to
Make a difference in your corner of the world.
As trade and commerce flourished, I saw you stretch your hands
To meet the needs of the old, the infirmed, the defenceless.
I watched as your face changed,
from white and foreign,
to brown and yellow and local.
I prospered your people across the nation
Blessed them to be a blessing.
On a tiny red dot on a pale blue dot.
When you plunged into turmoil,
And war tore through your veins.
How I longed to gather you up.
But I stayed my hand, and let your raise yourself,
And I preserved you, as my people prayed.
I healed your land and made it strong,
Strong enough to stand on its own.
AndI watched you standing there, through the strife
Shining glorious and bright.
Full of fire and energy for this new nation.
The tiny red dot on a pale blue dot.
Like a true daughter of Sarah,
I saw you get younger & more radiant
as the years went by.
Pooling together when needed.
Finding an itch and scratching it.
Making Me known.
You call yourself by many names
You put on many garments.
But you will always be My cherished bride.
I prepared you for My glory.
You are the church,
in the tiny red dot on a pale blue dot.
You are beloved.
You are Mine.
I knew you.
A tiny red dot on a pale blue dot.
I prepared the hearts of men and women,
Valiant and adventurous,
who were passionate about me and my people.
And you.
They came in big steamships,with the EIC.
And started to build My house.
For you.
I saw you in your infancy.
Your halting steps as you struggled to
Make a difference in your corner of the world.
As trade and commerce flourished, I saw you stretch your hands
To meet the needs of the old, the infirmed, the defenceless.
I watched as your face changed,
from white and foreign,
to brown and yellow and local.
I prospered your people across the nation
Blessed them to be a blessing.
On a tiny red dot on a pale blue dot.
When you plunged into turmoil,
And war tore through your veins.
How I longed to gather you up.
But I stayed my hand, and let your raise yourself,
And I preserved you, as my people prayed.
I healed your land and made it strong,
Strong enough to stand on its own.
AndI watched you standing there, through the strife
Shining glorious and bright.
Full of fire and energy for this new nation.
The tiny red dot on a pale blue dot.
Like a true daughter of Sarah,
I saw you get younger & more radiant
as the years went by.
Pooling together when needed.
Finding an itch and scratching it.
Making Me known.
You call yourself by many names
You put on many garments.
But you will always be My cherished bride.
I prepared you for My glory.
You are the church,
in the tiny red dot on a pale blue dot.
You are beloved.
You are Mine.
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