Goodbye

Some events demand a blog post. Today, of all days, was such a day. Our last church service at Malan Road. The last time I will set foot inside that compound, the last time I will stroll through the plaza, sit in the caf (it was the last time I will see it so packed), stand in the hall, sing in the sanctuary. Everything that has a beginning, has an end. (Of all the movies to quote from...)

My brother was confirmed today in the school hall by the Bishop of Singapore. It was the last confirmation at Malan Road as well as the last service. Ironically, it was the first time I sat in the second level of the school hall.

Today it was brought home to me the significance of the site at Malan Road. My parents got married there, in the church sanctuary on the hill. While I was still in her womb my mother brought me there. I grew up there, played there, worshipped there, got baptised there, got confirmed there, and now, more recently, studied there. I have spent all 17 years of my life on the SAJC campus at Malan Road. The site has more meaning to me than just being an extension of my connection to the St. Andrew's family. I practically lived there.

And now, with a final wave, the last prayers have been said, the last hymns sung, the last photos taken. We bid farewell to Malan Road. The sanctuary has been deconsecrated, the altar stripped. I look forward to our move into SAV. The campus will no doubt be much flatter. The hill rises beyond the river now.

17 years... I can only look back and say, great is Thy faithfulness.



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Liz: I hardly think MG girl necessarily equates good... But, of course, Abigail Sin is good.

Larissa: You would be gushing too if you'd seen him. And my male classmate was gushing about him too. We wanted to like abduct him and bring him home, haha.