Recruit Kwee Hock
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Army. 2 weeks before life becomes a slur of words that consist of no more than 4 letters.
BMT.
IPPT.
OCS. Any swear word in your vocab. On that last point, I've put it in my head to never swear. Never. It has become quite apparent that army is a place of well, temptation. Something that usually gets to me and becomes quite irritating but temptation is temptation is temptation. Call it self
psychoing, but the more one becomes aware of what he is getting himself into, the better he can prepare himself against it. So here is my stand. I WILL NOT SWEAR, DAM - I mean YEAH.
Time floats by and as the day of enlistment draws closer, I'm actually
getting quite excited :) It is
after all a new experience and a unique one of a kind experience. Not that I am
considering signing on, but come on, a whole bunch of guys sweating it out together with identical bald heads and black spectacles. What's not to like?
XDI guess I'll be missing the life of a civilian. Freedom has always been a valuable commodity. The ability to dictate your life, what you do each day, even deciding your own routine is pretty precious. Still, NS can be loosely called a right of passage. To not only learn, but practice, discipline, respect and independence. Stuff I might not actively pay attention to everyday but yet is important.
I'm really
grateful that there are friends/seniors who have offered to look out for me spiritually in NS. I guess that would be the biggest obstacle, towering over the physical and mental challenges. Thankfully, the biggest problem also has the biggest solution :) The smallest challenge, the physical aspect, can be tackled by the tangible act of training; the army has load of that. The next level of challenge, the mental aspect, may be intangible but it exists within the individual so it's a personal, 1v1 challenge. But the spiritual challenge is me against the forces of evil. It's almost like the devil is cheating.
Intangible, overwhelming and without a clear method for success (unlike physical training), I am really outnumbered and outgunned. It is therefore important that there are prayer warriors around me. More importantly, that I become a prayer warrior myself. If He is for me, who can be against me? :)
So there it is, my thoughts about entering NS. 2 more weeks. Spending all my free time now meeting friends and having nice dinners; both of which would soon become a rarity. Contrary to the previous post, I'm beginning to see that I should be grateful for the friends I have made. Though we may never see each other (often), but at least I know that I have been blessed with good friendships that has tided me through tough times in
IB. And vice
versa. Friendships are about caring for each other and as long as friends continue to do that, what is time spent apart?
Alright, Army here
cometh Rct Kwee Hock!
~In the silence...I'm waiting to hear your voice~
