Unforgettable Concert

Grace, myself, Crystal and Ivy - at the concert

So there I was, waiting outside the KLCC (Convention Centre) entrance, straining my eyes to make sure I don't miss the royal car when it arrives. Never mind that it was raining cats and dogs, and the sheets of rain pelting at the headlights made it impossible to read the car number plates.

I was all dolled up and on my toes. Ready to spring into action when the Tengku Puteri (Princess) and her husband step out of their car.

My job for the evening was to escort their majesties for the evening at the royal charity concert, which was held alongside the birthday of the Sultan of Selangor.

Other than making sure the Tengku Puteri (Sultan's sister), Tengku Zatasha (Sultan's daughter) AND their spouses were seated correctly according to protocol, I had to memorise their routes inside the building, and the timing at which they would arrive. On top of that, they had separate seating arrangements in the VIP holding room, banquet halls and concert hall. *sweat* However, trying to memorise their names takes the cake. I don't think I had to cram in so much info in such limited time since studying law in college.

That was the ugh part.

The yay part was that the Princess and her husband (who happens to be the younger brother of the previous Agung -King)were among the friendliest and chattiest people I have met. They initiated conversation about the weather, concert crowds and of course.... Malaysian traffic!

Nice people.

So, as I was waiting on them, I had a thought.

It takes so much planning, detail and attention just to get ready to greet the royal family of a state in Malaysia. And truly so, we should accord them the highest honour as rulers of the land. What then, should our attitude be when we get ready to meet the King of kings?

My friend says "God doesn't have protocols for us." While that is true, I think we have generally lost the sense of awe, reverence and anticipation. We had - not that it is entirely bad - become too familiar with the God of the Universe.

Another friend commented that I wear crocs to church (being too casual). What he did not realise was, I would have worn crocs to the royal concert too, if not for the vehement protests of those around me.

What now? Do we dress up for church?

I do not have a fixed conclusion on this matter. This is part of a continuing search to know the character of God, of which I feel, where relationship matters most. In the words of St Augustine... "Love God and do as you please."



All this happened at the "Unforgettable" Konsert Amal DiRaja with Sean Ghazi, Estee and Eugene Pok with the KL Festival Symphony Orchestra in Kuala Lumpur, on 15th Nov 2009.