More about me and why this blog

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In year 2001, a young prefect boy was sitting by the gate of a secondary school, allowing students whose name are to be recorded because of late coming to enter the school. A senior prefect came along one day, and my world was never the same from that day. It was the weirdest conversation you can find between a junior and a senior prefect. She sat beside me, and started telling me all about this guy called Jesus Christ, how He could heal people, how He lived a sinless life, teaching people, and most absurdly, walking on water. Silly though I was, that was something beyond my belief; still I agreed to go for a musical her church (eventually mine!) organized to find out more about what she was telling me. Before the actual day of musical, I was worshiping together with the casts.

I thank God for the many musically inclined friends He placed around me. In fact most of my friends that I am closed to are all musicians. He also made me with such a great passion for music! My first music theory was taught by my secondary school drum major, Khairunnisa, my best friend. Then subsequently in church, many seniors taught me how to play the guitar. Well, I wouldn't say that when I played the first chords on the guitar was to worship God, but as I progress and learn the instrument through worship songs, I grew in love, knowledge and ability in playing music.

Eventually through prayer, solitudes and studying of God's word, often other times my inspirations comes from friends, I learnt to express it in lyrics and tunes. I really thank God for giving me the gift of feeling music and poems, so much that when I read or write something, a tune seems to be attached to the words. Music has a way of amplifying the message.

I need to emphasise that I am not a professional, nor am seeking recognition or fame through this blog, but a sharing of the songs that I have written in hope of encouraging others through my experiences and inspirations. Each song is not a concoction of just poems and tunes, but my prayer and response to God. Please do not listen to the songs itself (for I don't reckon them as professionally melodious for appreciation) but do read the reasons and explanations of the songs.

Feel free to ask for the chords, just email or sms me for it.

Before it's too late

Still confused by what sounded like an explosion, I walked out of the villa with some siblings; in a distance was the sound of a bugle call. Before anyone could make out what was going on, the sun darkened, the stars started falling one by one. Instinctively everyone understood the signs, rushed into the villa and grab our bibles and whatever evangelistic materials.

I desperately shared to everyone I met, from old folks in the coffee shop, to youngsters in the streets; but even though some believed the message, many were either caught up with the commotion, or caught by the panic crowd in the commotion. Just as a boy was about to make a decision to accept, he was pulled away, in vain I held on to him, left only with a piece of torn sleeves.

I sat on my bed trying to get over the dream that morning in October 2008, then it occurred to me: requests after requests in prayer gathering, we hear people crying desperately "pray for my so and so because they have cancer, organ failure, etc, to hear the gospel". We see people preaching fervently, when their loved ones are on the dying bed. Must we wait till someone is on the dying bed then we share the gospel?

Must we wait till the last days before we realize that it's too late? By the way, the dream was exactly as it is in Matthew 24:29-30. Day to day we spend our lives away, busying making ends meet, busying making our lives comfortable, busy with things that will perish altogether! The walls of Jerusalem was in ruin and Israel left in disgrace during Nehemiah's time, the temple was in remains and desolation during Haggai's time, and the people were busy building their paneled houses!

John 4:35
Do you not say,
'Four months more and then the harvest'?
I tell you, open your eyes and look at the fields!
They are ripe for harvest.

Matthew 9:37-38
Then he said to his disciples,
"The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few.
Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore,
to send out workers into his harvest field."

Isaiah 6:8
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying,
"Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?"
And I said,
"Here am I. Send me!"

Before it’s too late

I could hear the trumpet sound
In a distance cross the sky
The sun refused to shine
The moon will not give its light
The stars are falling
Nations are mourning
There’s when it’s too late to realise

Chorus:
Do you not say that it’s four months more
Before the fields are ripe for harvest
Do you not say that it’s four months more
Open your eyes and look at the field
Time to reap now, before it’s too late

With every passing hour
We’re losing souls to hell
Comfortably spend our lives
While our friends die in lies
The wall’s in ruin
Temple’s in remains
While we are busy with our paneled house

Chorus:
Do you not say that it’s four months more
Before the fields are ripe for harvest
Do you not say that it’s four months more
Open your eyes and look at the field
Time to reap now, before it’s too late

Bridge:
Should it come a day
Standing by their dying bed
Watching them slip away
Wishing that we would realise

Chorus:
Do you not say that it’s four months more
Before the fields are ripe for harvest
Do you not say that it’s four months more
Open your eyes and look at the field
Time to reap now, before it’s too...

We will not say that it’s four months more
The harvest plenty but the workers few
We will not say that it’s four months more
We are the labourers in Your fields
We will reap now
We will reap now
We will reap now
Before it’s too late


Before its too late.mp3 - Jonathon Teo
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