<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:15:38.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yan's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5856513136013835656</id><published>2009-09-27T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:32:58.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Ending</title><content type='html'>Oh MAN! I am returning to SG FOR GOOD! BACK TO WORK! And COw has been saying:" .......join us in our suffering!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It definitely had been a good rest. I think it's time for me to count my blessings (not that i dun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5856513136013835656?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5856513136013835656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5856513136013835656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5856513136013835656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5856513136013835656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/vacation-ending.html' title='Vacation Ending'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-843668476382492213</id><published>2009-05-08T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:11:51.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's do a poll?</title><content type='html'>Which of this is acceptable/unacceptable to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it is raining so heavily, I think i am not going to:&lt;br /&gt;(1) church&lt;br /&gt;(2) school&lt;br /&gt;(3) gym&lt;br /&gt;(4)meet my frenz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-843668476382492213?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/843668476382492213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=843668476382492213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/843668476382492213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/843668476382492213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-do-poll.html' title='Let&apos;s do a poll?'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-124249408666751957</id><published>2009-04-22T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:48:04.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts: Spiritual Blackmail</title><content type='html'>Remembered how some people give comments like...."This is a SPIRITUAL BLACKMAIL lor!" And it usually comes together with rejection of certain things/behaviour they are asked to do/change as a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well......if we had the thought that we are being spiritually blackmailed, then are we rejecting it because we are being blackmailed or is it because we does not have a good reason (supported by the bible) to reject it and we just dun want to do it. So are we rejecting God when we dun wanna do it? If what we are ask to do/change is not reasonable, why can't we give a reason to justify the our decision to reject instead of just saying......THIS IS A SPIRITUAL BLACKMAIL!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-124249408666751957?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/124249408666751957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=124249408666751957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/124249408666751957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/124249408666751957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thoughts-spiritual-blackmail.html' title='Random thoughts: Spiritual Blackmail'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5246799887327520132</id><published>2009-04-22T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:24:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimberley</title><content type='html'>(While Eating.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim: OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;Amy: WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Kim: I've got a serious flu....and we are sharing food! What if I pass it to you?&lt;br /&gt;Amy: ............Kimberley, we are sharing CHIPS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5246799887327520132?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5246799887327520132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5246799887327520132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5246799887327520132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5246799887327520132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/kimberley.html' title='Kimberley'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-1612591469507803545</id><published>2009-04-01T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T07:35:31.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy April Fool Day!</title><content type='html'>TOday sean and i changed the wall clocks early by one hour .....and kim and jas all woke up 1 hour earlier! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-1612591469507803545?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1612591469507803545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=1612591469507803545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1612591469507803545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1612591469507803545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-april-fool-day.html' title='Happy April Fool Day!'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-8628563736880011209</id><published>2009-03-25T07:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:35:32.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheet-Bed Misfit</title><content type='html'>I realised for the past months, my bed sheet and quilt cannot cover my whole bed because they are single sized and my bed is super single. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-8628563736880011209?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8628563736880011209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=8628563736880011209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8628563736880011209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8628563736880011209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/sheet-bed-misfit.html' title='Sheet-Bed Misfit'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5071921626964354828</id><published>2009-03-16T05:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:14:27.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Multiple post</title><content type='html'>There are a few different things i like to talk about...haha fyi sometimes i uses my blog to record my thoughts so i can easily access them..sorry if it's too random:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book Job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading the book of Job. And had realised how i neglected this book, taking it for granted. Book of Job, a book abt this guy, Job, undergo unjustified (in his eyes) suffering and still stick to his faith in God. This book is used too often (i felt), to address the issue of suffering to the pt of being a 'cliche' thingy; "we should be like Job.", "Persist on!", "give thanks", "be like Job". But I realised, I have never really studied it, only a bit of verses here and there over the pupit or from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I read it and it was CONFUSING! Ok I know that the general interaction with the friends is that, they puts Job down telling him that he is suffering because of his sin (which we know it's not true from the conversation betwn God and satan). And Job rebuked them one after another.  But I read about Job and WALAO! This guy is like so "everything also he say one lah"! He is actually complaining to God about his suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God just let me die!' "Why?! WHY?! WHY?!" "Oh why You create me and then make me suffer?!!!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;Then his friends tell him:" SHUT UP lah! WHo are you to complain?! If it is not because of your sin, will you suffer?!"&lt;br /&gt;Then Job rebuked: "YOU then SHUT UP LAH! ..."(and then suddenly his thinking is correct again shortly before he starts his next complain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are we supposed to be like JOB? WHICH PART OF HIM????&lt;br /&gt;In what ways are his friends wrong? (I can confirm they are wrong) But as friends of others, how are we to learn from these 3 "think-they-r-veri-good" friends about standing by someone who is complaining of his/her situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think def i am going to read more of it. Def!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk with Housemate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(here and there of the conversation)&lt;br /&gt;"I really hope the church's camp dun make me go through tunnel thingy...............to get slained"&lt;br /&gt;"I dun believe in that"&lt;br /&gt;"I think the Holy Spirit is already in us when we accepts Christ."&lt;br /&gt;"I (and my church) dun believe that the holy spirit is IN us as in dwells in us. We believes that the Holy Spirit works in us through His word, that is the bible."&lt;br /&gt;"I believe that all christians are considered of one church."&lt;br /&gt;"How can? Since all denominations believe in different stuffs."&lt;br /&gt;".......we believe in the Lord's supper...and it is stated very clearly that it used unleavened bread and fruit of the vine....and since it is in the bible...we should follow it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long conversation betwn 3 Christians from different churches. (not going to tell you who says what but added conversation of all 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only prayer is that may further conversation not leads to debates like those of the greeks in the NT but leads to bringing glory and honor to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanted to say more....but I NEED TO GO FOR BIOCHEM PRAC NOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5071921626964354828?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5071921626964354828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5071921626964354828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5071921626964354828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5071921626964354828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/multiple-post.html' title='Multiple post'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5952663090988754485</id><published>2009-03-12T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:08:27.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I Passed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5952663090988754485?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5952663090988754485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5952663090988754485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5952663090988754485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5952663090988754485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-3796015784433070146</id><published>2009-03-06T06:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:16:48.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genesis 3:1-7</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The Fall of Man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Now the serpent was more crafty than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said to the woman, "Indeed, has God said, 'You shall not eat from any tree of the garden'?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The woman said to the serpent, "From the fruit of the trees of the garden we may eat; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;but from the fruit of the tree which is in the middle of the garden, God has said, 'You shall not eat from it or touch it, or you will die.'" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The serpent said to the woman, "You surely will not die! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"For God knows that in the day you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was a delight to the eyes, and that the tree was desirable to make one wise, she took from its fruit and ate; and she gave also to her husband with her, and he ate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then the eyes of both of them were opened, and they knew that they were naked; and they sewed fig leaves together and made themselves loin covering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I look at this incident of Adam and Eve, this look rather familiar. The conversation between the serpent and Eve very often happen to me in the form of self-conversation. It goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"should I do this? NO!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".............why not?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's not right."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come on, it does not refer to this. This.....(and the self-justification starts).."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes by the grace of God, I would be able to realise it and come out of it making the right decision. But sometimes, not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As for Adam and Eve, it often comes in a form of peer pressure. It is such a useful strategy for satan because we are living in a era that image is everything. We want to be accepted, we want to be seen above others. So, we follow what our peers do to be accepted, and we follow what our leaders do to be seen above others by our peers. And very often, we do it blindly putting little thought to the fact that our peers and leaders are all fallen people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All and all, let us pray for discernment to see through the scheme of the evil one to bring us to sin and let us pray for love for God that our own lust and evil desires may never succeed over our love for God. Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-3796015784433070146?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3796015784433070146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=3796015784433070146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3796015784433070146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3796015784433070146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/genesis-31-7.html' title='Genesis 3:1-7'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-8324284840242526129</id><published>2009-02-20T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:42:38.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>詩 篇 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;詩 篇 第六章&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;耶 和 華 啊 ， 求 你 不 要 在 怒 中 責 備 我 ， 也 不 要 在 烈 怒 中 懲 罰 我 ！  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;耶 和 華 啊 ， 求 你 可 憐 我 ， 因 為 我 軟 弱 。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;耶 和 華 啊 ， 求 你 醫 治 我 ， 因 為 我 的 骨 頭 發 戰 。 我 心 也 大 大 地 驚 惶 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;耶 和 華 啊 ， 你 要 到 幾 時 才 救 我 呢 ？  耶 和 華 啊 ， 求 你 轉 回 搭 救 我 ！ 因 你 的 慈 愛 拯 救 我 。  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;因 為 ， 在 死 地 無 人 記 念 你 ， 在 陰 間 有 誰 稱 謝 你 ？  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;我 因 唉 哼 而 困 乏 ； 我 每 夜 流 淚 ， 把 床 榻 漂 起 ， 把 褥 子 濕 透 。  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;我 因 憂 愁 眼 睛 乾 癟 ， 又 因 我 一 切 的 敵 人 眼 睛 昏 花 。  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;你 們 一 切 作 孽 的 人 ， 離 開 我 罷 ！ 因 為 耶 和 華 聽 了 我 哀 哭 的 聲 音 。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;耶 和 華 聽 了 我 的 懇 求 ； 耶 和 華 必 收 納 我 的 禱 告 。  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;我 的 一 切 仇 敵 都 必 羞 愧 ， 大 大 驚 惶 ； 他 們 必 要 退 後 ， 忽 然 羞 愧 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-8324284840242526129?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8324284840242526129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=8324284840242526129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8324284840242526129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8324284840242526129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/6.html' title='詩 篇 6'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-8303466100802334226</id><published>2009-02-14T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:17:36.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>好久没有blog。希望新的一年能够过得更认真，能够专注得让人生过得更有意义。愿所思所为所爱都真诚，不虚伪，都是出自侍奉及爱的心。祈求能用生命去侍奉你。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-8303466100802334226?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8303466100802334226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=8303466100802334226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8303466100802334226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8303466100802334226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5533519261775897288</id><published>2008-11-20T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:03:52.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Coming</title><content type='html'>Wow! ONE MORE DAY! Can you believe it? Aw...What am I gotta do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5533519261775897288?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5533519261775897288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5533519261775897288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5533519261775897288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5533519261775897288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/coming-coming.html' title='Coming Coming'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5665668535206639452</id><published>2008-11-11T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:22:54.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What would you say I am to tell you i am not furthering study because I dun wan to lose an arm?"  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a thought&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5665668535206639452?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5665668535206639452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5665668535206639452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5665668535206639452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5665668535206639452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-would-you-say-i-am-to-tell-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-4576769714363240544</id><published>2008-11-09T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:20:50.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Food processing industry's definitely not for me man! Possibly health promotion or maybe social nutrition. Dietetics? hmm...see how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-4576769714363240544?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4576769714363240544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=4576769714363240544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/4576769714363240544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/4576769714363240544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/food-processing-industrys-definitely.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-134733507722040956</id><published>2008-11-08T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:02:22.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHH!!!!   Study Study Study</title><content type='html'>It's 9.00 pm Aus Time! I should be happily shaking leg at home BUT I am in Monash Caulfield burning brains!!!! ALL in the NAme of ExamS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! 14 Days Left to SG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-134733507722040956?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/134733507722040956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=134733507722040956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/134733507722040956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/134733507722040956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/ahhhh-study-study-study.html' title='AHHHH!!!!   Study Study Study'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-3601168083786084489</id><published>2008-11-05T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:30:59.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams Exams !!!</title><content type='html'>Going crazy trying to rem the points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied harder but still cant remember!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days more to SG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-3601168083786084489?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3601168083786084489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=3601168083786084489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3601168083786084489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3601168083786084489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/exams-exams.html' title='Exams Exams !!!'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-8521648767060220842</id><published>2008-09-11T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:00:40.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>208 Assignment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Doing 208 Assignment one is like the book of ecclesiastes; write a lot of stuffs which sounds logical and then concluding that it's all crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;FYI ecclesiastes is a book in the bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-8521648767060220842?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8521648767060220842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=8521648767060220842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8521648767060220842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8521648767060220842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/208-assignment.html' title='208 Assignment'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-4928052298818224894</id><published>2008-08-15T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:12:11.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heartache&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-4928052298818224894?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4928052298818224894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=4928052298818224894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/4928052298818224894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/4928052298818224894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/heartache.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-7833191746488417457</id><published>2008-08-09T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:17:51.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had a day that was so hard to live that i wished it never existed. I learnt that some things that we can hold so dearly and God says that too bad that is just not what I planned for you and it's taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until those things are taken away, you never realise how much these things distant you from God.  Just when you thought that you are not going to make it, God says to you: look, you still have got a life to live. So brace yourself, move on and live by my grace. I will provides.  And in brokenness, we learn how to live by grace and realise what it means to truely depend on God like air that we breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000H30B9U?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=althla-20&amp;amp;link_code=wql&amp;amp;camp=212361&amp;amp;creative=380601" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Every Time I Breath by Big Daddy Weave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am sure all of heaven’s heard me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;As I tell You all the reasons why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This life is just too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But day by day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Without failI’m finding everything I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And everything that You areTo me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Every time I breathe You seem a little bit closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I never want to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I want to stay in Your warm embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh basking in the glory shining from Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And every time I get another glimpse of Your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I realize it’s true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That You are so marvelous God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And I am so in love with You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how could I after knowing One so great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Respond to You in any way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That’s less than all I have to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But by Your grace I want to love You not with what I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But everydayIn a way that my life is lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Every time I breathe You seem a little bit closer&lt;br /&gt;I never want to leave&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay in Your warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;Oh basking in the glory shining from Your face&lt;br /&gt;And every time I get another glimpse of Your heart&lt;br /&gt;I realize it’s true&lt;br /&gt;That You are so marvelous God&lt;br /&gt;And I am so in love with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in Your mercy I want to live and never leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am held by how humbleYet overwhelmed by Your majesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Captured by grace and now I’m finding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am free You are marvelous God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And knowing You is everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-7833191746488417457?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7833191746488417457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=7833191746488417457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/7833191746488417457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/7833191746488417457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-had-day-that-was-so-hard-to-live.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-9008621947353466471</id><published>2008-08-07T07:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:53:22.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To trust with understanding....or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But the disciple understood none of these thngs and the meaning of this statement was hidden fom them, and they did not comprehend the things that was said."    Luke 19:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;What should I do when God choose to hide the reason/intention of His decision from me just like He do from the disciples mentioned above?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The model cum biblical cum ideal answer would be to continue to trust Him that His plans are for welfare and not for calamity, to give me a future and a hope (Jer 29:11). But being a highly rational person ( mind you! if you live in a modern and developed/ing society, you fall into this category of people!), it seems impossible and stupid to do so. It is equivalent to having a problem unresolved. It feels like running away from the problem and letting it accumulate. Well, I think this is pride (too much confidence in ourselves, our abilty) and lack of understanding of who God is that makes us feel this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe, we gotta learn to trust God not for why He do things and why He allow certain situations/circumstances to happen, but rather, for who he is. Then, I reckon, we will be happier as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-9008621947353466471?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9008621947353466471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=9008621947353466471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/9008621947353466471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/9008621947353466471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-trust-with-understandingor-not.html' title='To trust with understanding....or not'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-1766734406757591274</id><published>2008-07-23T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T11:23:07.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have a choice?</title><content type='html'>"So he who rejects this is not rejecting man, but the God who gives His Holy Spirit to you." 1 Thess4:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This in context refer to living out a life of sanctification. In the same chapter, it is stated that it is God's will for us to live a life of sanctification; walking in a manner that pleases and honors Him. Therefore, when we refuse to do so, we are rejecting God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I met a girl who moved into the apartment below. She said that she used to go to church. But she stopped as the people in the church are so critical and always telling her that you shouldn't do this and you shouldn't do that. Maybe the people in the church are really being overboard. But if their criticism is inline with God's word, then are you rejecting the people or are you rejecting God if you choose not to change or you choose to do something that you are told not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is a good point to consider when we are confronted with issues in our lives that we are not comfortable with sharing. Sometimes we tends to think immediately that it is just that person or that group of people that are being critical or over sensitive or busy bodies.  But how about just thinking, is that what God wants me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise we do not have a choice over whether or not we want to live a life of sanctification. Our choice is do we want to reject God or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-1766734406757591274?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1766734406757591274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=1766734406757591274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1766734406757591274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1766734406757591274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-i-have-choice.html' title='Do I have a choice?'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-6062481922448034961</id><published>2008-06-25T06:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T06:55:39.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They are leaving :(</title><content type='html'>WOoHOO! Next week this time! I just woke up in ADELAIDE!!!! Cant wait for my last paper to be over.  This exam is getting to draggy...seems like never ending. The sad thing is that my ang moh housemates (i realise i cant spell caucasian...) are leaving! Next week this time, they will all be gone! Realistically, I may not see them for the rest of my life!  Though not separated by death, the thought of it is still so sad. I really thank God for them. With them, I am more exposed to different people or else I will forever been trapped in "southeast asia". I love Victoria for her loudness and friendliness, Brittany for openness to new stuffs (I love to feed her new foods, her expression is so funny) and her perseverence in physical training (she train like twice everyday) and Yohanna for her ...well...crappiness (dunno how to describe it, but it is meant to be a compliment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope to meet them again...hopefully i can go visit them..woohoo...california, canada and sweden ! If not, they say they will come for my wedding which I also dunno whether it will happen or not or when. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for putting amazing people in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-6062481922448034961?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6062481922448034961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=6062481922448034961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/6062481922448034961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/6062481922448034961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/they-are-leaving.html' title='They are leaving :('/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-958300633312702869</id><published>2008-06-16T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:45:07.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!</title><content type='html'>Just had my 1st paper today. Nothing much, it was alright. There are questions that I know, some I don't. The thing is, this is my 1st paper in like 4 years and I am not feeling a bit anxious or stress. For awhile I was actually quite stressed that I am not feeling stressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing how I was not exactly in the exam mode. When everybody is all serious in the examination room, I was enjoying the moment of being invigilated! Haha...I was trying to refrain from laughing out loud as I was really happy that I don't have to be the invigilator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my course of study, I am constantly reminded of the fact that I get to study now because God allowed and open the doors for me. If not, I will still be working really really hard. And then, all the study stress is really not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks be to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-958300633312702869?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/958300633312702869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=958300633312702869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/958300633312702869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/958300633312702869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/exams.html' title='Exams!'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-2297928561141912069</id><published>2008-05-21T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:03:56.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Look! + Some Thoughts</title><content type='html'>It is ten to two and I had just finished battling blogspot to change the skin and embed the imeem player...haha. Probably will last me another year or so or if moo feels like helping me change again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my last assignment for the sem and I really really thank God that i passed it up. I was really wondering how I am going to finish all my assignments. My next challenge is the exams!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently the talk of the town is the two natural disasters at Burma and China. At the 'Introductory Course' (something like alpha), some of the participants cannot accept the fact that those who are not Christians will not be going to heaven. The points brought up were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God is loving, how can He let the people go to hell forever. He would probably let them go to hell for awhile then bring them back to Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is wrong with man declaring autonomy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about those babies who died?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What about those who truly love and sincerely want to worship God but were led astray by wrong teachings e.g. cults, catholism, islam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess at the end of the day we have to accept the fact that we are not exactly at the bargaining end of the deal. There is no deal and at no position to question God about His decision and who He wants to choose. We are to believe in His word and be convicted that His word will come to past that those who believe in Him will have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is: What am I going to do now that I know the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any opinions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-2297928561141912069?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2297928561141912069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=2297928561141912069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/2297928561141912069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/2297928561141912069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-blog-look-some-thoughts.html' title='New Blog Look! + Some Thoughts'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-8287063224512722939</id><published>2008-05-14T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:21:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am taking a small breather from my assignment which i so struggled with. I was just thinking how God has blessed me in my studies. Being a student again is really not easy. I discovered that as I age, my memory really fails me at many important occasion and my ability to learn or relearn and learn is really deteriorating. I was thinking, I am never going to go through my study in one piece by myself. What did God do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He gives me friends. Though not perfect, of cos, but are there to spur me on. They helped to remind me of things that I cannot remember, cook for me and go out with me. Sometimes they also fall with (i.e. cannot wake up) and pick things up with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He also intervenes in the events that I totally screwed up. Like when i think I am not going to make it for an exam or a report I have to submit. By His mercy, I am still surviving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks be to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-8287063224512722939?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8287063224512722939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=8287063224512722939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8287063224512722939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8287063224512722939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/gods-good.html' title='God&apos;s Good.'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-3470034370027249212</id><published>2008-04-10T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T20:39:07.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As most of you know, I am trying to study for my test next week. I am stilling some time to blog here:p. Just that I am studying this unit called cells, genes and diversit. In short, biology. It was really tough and frustrating. The more I study, the more i felt that really, sometimes man are really really trying too hard to show our 'intelligence'. Which is easier to accept: the mitochondria (in charge of making energy) and the cytoplasm (in charge of photosynthesis)  found in bacteria are actually 2 different bacteria which the bacteria engulfed million years ago or simply because God make it that way perfectly? Maybe 300 years later, human will start to be able to breath in water because 4 years ago Romans ate some live prawns in Thailand! SARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"The man without the Spirit does not accept the things that come from the Spirit of God, for they are foolishness to him, and he cannot understand them, because they are spiritually discerned." 1 Corinthians 2:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Indeed we really ought to be thankful to God that He's given us His Spirit to be able to not only know but understand and accept the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-3470034370027249212?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3470034370027249212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=3470034370027249212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3470034370027249212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3470034370027249212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-most-of-you-know-i-am-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-7654349692910585907</id><published>2008-02-24T20:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T05:23:31.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I went to St Paul's Lutheran Church. By the tradition of the church (i think), in between the 1st reading and the 2nd reading, psalm 95:1-9 was sung as a form of respond. And it went: " O that today you would listen to his voice! Do not harden your hearts..." And this sentence just keep repeating and repeating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really shivers at it for the hardening of heart has always been my greatest fear. This is because I know how close I am from it and how prone I am to it. The hardening of the heart is the scariest thing that can ever happen to man. It is like a way to no return because when your heart is hardened, you won't even know it, not to say be able to repent from it. You will just keep on doing things or holding attitudes and motives that makes the Lord angry. And all the time, you think that you are fine and doing well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really pray that, by God's grace and mercy, He will preserve my heart, keeping it holy for Him. I want to be always sensitive to the Lord and His word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-7654349692910585907?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7654349692910585907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=7654349692910585907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/7654349692910585907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/7654349692910585907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/hard-of-stone.html' title='Heart of stone'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-3444211667610059870</id><published>2008-02-23T12:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T12:31:36.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cease striving=do nothing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Cease striving and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was doing my devotion and was reading on this verse. God says we are to cease striving. Some version says to be still or to let go. Wow.. first impression is to dun do anything cos God will do it. So if I am struggling with a sin or a situation and I am having a hard time, does that mean that I stop struggling and dun do anything and allow God to see me through? Doesn't sound right huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think God doesn't mean it that way. Rather, God is saying tat we should stop worrying or trying to force our way through that situation by our own means. But rather, just put our mind and heart set on the core purpose that He has for us; to trust and obey Him and concentrated on our relationship with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Indeed, it is very true that we are usually easily distracted by the task itself that very often we forgets why we are doing it. We often start off knowing that we are doing it to please God. Then we start to tackle it ourselves, and along the way, we are discouraged and become angry and bitter, or we start to complain or blame others or circumstances for what we are going through. The question is even if, by the grace of God, we eventually managed to do what we are set to do, does it please God? Are our character being molded to Christ-likeness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Therefore, I thank God that He has once again reassure me that He is God the Almighty and He will provides all my needs and brings me through all circumstances. And I pray that He will give me the courage and the wisdom to respond to circumstances and sufferings in a manner that pleases Him and that my eyes will be fixed upon Jesus all the time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-3444211667610059870?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3444211667610059870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=3444211667610059870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3444211667610059870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3444211667610059870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/cease-strivingdo-nothing.html' title='Cease striving=do nothing?'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5463904178277992753</id><published>2008-02-18T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T01:01:09.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The time now is 0100 on 18th February. Finally, I am going to Australia. Just a note on my thoughts, I am not very worried or scared. The only worry i have is whether I can make it to my enrolment in time or not. Situation is that I will reach Melbourne at 0635 while my enrolment starts at 0900. So please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for this opportunity to be there. Please pray for me that I will remain teachable and allow the Lord to work in me and through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I also wanna thank God for all my frenz be it in SNP or my colleagues in Coral or my Students. I thank God that all of you had been parts of my process of growing to Christ-likeness. Please cont'd to pray for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5463904178277992753?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5463904178277992753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5463904178277992753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5463904178277992753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5463904178277992753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-day.html' title='The BIG Day'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-1478907247488477050</id><published>2008-01-19T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T06:40:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Trip Dec 2008 (Lots of good Food!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fplayplayonly%2Falbumid%2F5156730121442755889%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3DHgo7Vm42Qn8"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the trip was a short 4 D 3 N. It was really fun and fulfilling.  The thing is...when I travel I really enjoy the time on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-1478907247488477050?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1478907247488477050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=1478907247488477050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1478907247488477050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1478907247488477050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/hong-kong-trip-dec-2008-lots-of-good.html' title='Hong Kong Trip Dec 2008 (Lots of good Food!)'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-606775800121992539</id><published>2008-01-16T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T10:45:48.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Post Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;better start blogging...or else Dazzlyn Koh will complain that she kept reading the same post again and again. Ha Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a new year and an exciting start. I have 18 periods in 2 weeks. yup! half the original workload. I feel like I am really teaching students, taking time to observe them and thinking of stuffs that will do them good. Really teaching is not too bad, just not overload teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also the new CG! it has been cool...hee.. the gals are so fun. I began to wonder, 5 years down the road, will these gals still be faithfully loving the Lord. I have seen too many who decide to go away from this relationship. And I realise, we have to start now, ask our hearts, do we  really love the Lord.  You know, you dun really give up once you realise you really really love someone, right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-606775800121992539?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/606775800121992539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=606775800121992539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/606775800121992539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/606775800121992539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2008/01/better-post-something.html' title='Better Post Something'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-1838501691527872991</id><published>2007-10-10T07:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:05:03.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Just had a session by JS on Sat. It was abt endtimes and I was thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;To some of us, vision and prophecy seems so unreal to us and here it is the 2 dream and vision in the book of Daniel are fulfilled by history, many many many years after King Nebuchadnezzhar and the prophet daniel. There was not idoubt to it, it's a complete fulfillment.  And in the same book, End Time is prophesized and "described". It's not real? Think Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;End time is near, we really dunno when. We may/may not be in the revived roman empire time. But wat we know is that if we are in it, we have not much time left at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When is the end coming is actually not SO important. What we need to ask ourselves is , when it comes, will we be found faithful? When it comes, will we be able to remain faithful even at the tribulation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Imagine you are taking an exam and you know the time is nearly up; will you put all your focus on answering the questions or will you continue to daydream away your time. Similarly, there are so much to do in our time on this world. But we know the end is coming and it is REALLY going to come, what do you think will take our priority?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Are you preparing yourself for Endtime or Are you living your life as if Endtime is Unreal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-1838501691527872991?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1838501691527872991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=1838501691527872991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1838501691527872991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1838501691527872991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/10/end-times.html' title='End Times'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-7279407858836392824</id><published>2007-09-27T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T09:25:49.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GYM Once More</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went to Gym Again. BUT Becks and Daryl not there. One sick One fly aeroplane. No prize for guessing who fly aeroplane ....DUH!  So in the end went with the Macho Kangtang and JS. KangTang spent the entire hour in front of the mirror!!!!!!!   Next week we are going to GYM followed by Swim....Becks and Daryl ...rem to bring your swimming gears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-7279407858836392824?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7279407858836392824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=7279407858836392824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/7279407858836392824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/7279407858836392824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/gym-once-more.html' title='GYM Once More'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-583563316161275041</id><published>2007-09-26T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T09:32:03.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>I realized my most "emo" moment is when I sit in my office staring at my pile of Mission Impossible Work and thinking how in the world am I going to finish it and thinking of my RO and thinking of my P and VP. You know? Enormous stress!&lt;br /&gt;This month, I have been very quiet and was quietly observing people. I can see that everybody is struggling in their own ways. Students are beginning to fall apart due to the nearing or the arrival of the EOY Exam. Older students are having nervous breakdown over national exams. Parents are throwing their temper over their kid's progress. NS ppl are trying to find something meaningful to fill up their time. Everybody is struggling!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must say that I am glad that I am not alone in this struggle. As much as I do not really desire to be in the struggle that I am in now, I know that day by day my character is being molded. I mature in my thinking. Now I really begin to see things in a grown-up manner. Not that I am complacent, but sometimes I see the mentality of those who have not been in the society before, I tell myself: (adopting my students' use of word) "OMG that is so childish and naive!"&lt;br /&gt;If you think that studying is hard, think again. When you are an official grown-up (hey part-time temp/permanent, part-time studying, tertiary dun count :P), you kinda lost that legacy to live your life "willfully". Isn't that good? You would ask.&lt;br /&gt;Well, when you are a student and your classmates ask you to cheat in a test. You can just reject them, the most you get a bit isolated or so called "outcasted" in the worst scenario. Now, when you are a working adult, and say, your boss ask you to do something against your integrity all for the sake of the company, are you ready to say: "No boss, I am not doing it, fire me if you insist." Or when your boss asks you to do Overtime, will you dare to say: "I need to go for Care Group meeting but I will finish up my work by tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;I really do not think that many can do that. I am also not confident about that myself. This is what’s been on my mind this whole month. And as I reflect, I think God made it very clear what I am supposed to do if ever I am faced with these circumstances. I can only say, if ever I responded in a manner that He wants me to, it is definitely by His grace and Mercy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-583563316161275041?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/583563316161275041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=583563316161275041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/583563316161275041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/583563316161275041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-4126245918380435322</id><published>2007-09-19T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:40:39.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GYM GYM GYM</title><content type='html'>Becks Daryl and I decided to go gym everyweek! Guess who is the saddest of all when it comes to dinner? hahahahaha......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-4126245918380435322?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4126245918380435322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=4126245918380435322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/4126245918380435322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/4126245918380435322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/gym-gym-gym.html' title='GYM GYM GYM'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-3558618537167214718</id><published>2007-09-18T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T08:31:50.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Choose life! Be completely faithful to the Lord your God, love him, and do whatever he tells you. The Lord is the only one who can give life. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deuteronomy 30:19b-20a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-3558618537167214718?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3558618537167214718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=3558618537167214718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3558618537167214718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/3558618537167214718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/choose-life-be-completely-faithful-to_18.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5909733427796454365</id><published>2007-09-18T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T08:29:42.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;August. I wish I do not have to live through this month. I can only conclude that God is really teaching me what it meant to live by His grace and mercy. A lot of things happened for the past few months. Things that was unpleasant. Problems that I could not prevent, and could not solve. Situations that I know I will be down for a great deal of trouble if I could not get out of it. Lots of emotions came down on me which I know sharing with another will not help. Furthermore, it is too intense for me to be able to verbalize it. For a period of time, I lived my days trying not to think about what is to come. But I know I could not run for long, my character does not allow me to live in disorder.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       “Thank God!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I prayed to God. I asked Him to deliver me from this agony. I know that it may not be His will for me to come out clean of trouble. But, I know that He wants me to do the right thing, respond in a Godly manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I prayed to God. I asked Him to keep me strong emotionally so that I can stay sane and rationally do what I have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are not completely solved yet, but He showed me a way out. I survived the month knowing that I played no part in this survival. He’d done it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   ~ All Gloriy be to God. ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5909733427796454365?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5909733427796454365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5909733427796454365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5909733427796454365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5909733427796454365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/august-reflection.html' title='August Reflection'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-8608814612472790979</id><published>2007-09-13T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:36:09.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Choose life! Be completely faithful to the Lord your God, love him, and so whatever he tells you. The Lord is the only one who can give life." Deut 30:19b-20a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-8608814612472790979?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8608814612472790979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=8608814612472790979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8608814612472790979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/8608814612472790979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/choose-life-be-completely-faithful-to.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-5669656610626814898</id><published>2007-08-29T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T11:25:26.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Wassup! Look up! What do you see? I see A LOT OF WORK sia!!! Yah I must say that after working for three years and two months, I really miss student life and yeah baby...I am looking forward to returning to the comfortable simple life of a student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff99;"&gt;But beyond that pile of work up to the sky, I see God's grace and mercy. His mercy for withholding what i deserve from what I've done or did not do and His grace to continuosly provide for my needs and give me the courage to live life in the midst of all the stress and unpleasant moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Praise and Glory be to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-5669656610626814898?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5669656610626814898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=5669656610626814898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5669656610626814898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/5669656610626814898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/wassup-look-up-what-do-you-see-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-1146932964677351285</id><published>2007-08-16T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:57:04.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived Revived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am trying to revive my blog...........by updatin it ahahah. From that you can see the hectic schedule i have.    &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT!&lt;/span&gt;   I am glad that I am busy for a good cause.....SO excited bout the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;upcoming christmas carol&lt;/span&gt; this year end......&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHY NOT YOU ASK ME ABOUT IT? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-1146932964677351285?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1146932964677351285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=1146932964677351285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1146932964677351285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/1146932964677351285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/08/revived-revived.html' title='Revived Revived!'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-2655553328167365650</id><published>2007-02-08T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T13:42:45.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Post of the Year</title><content type='html'>It is not that I killed the blog. Just that it has been hectic, Very hectic ever since Dec. School reopening is not any better. I wanna thank God for my new Sec 3 FnN class. They are so Adorable! Though the days are long but seeing them is a real encouragement. They are the Best that had ever been sent to me. &lt;br /&gt;As for my other new classes ..............Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a look at myself and I asked: have i learnt to trust more in the Lord and have i become more obedient to God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for last year. I cannot fully say that I am trusting more or more obedient but I definately understand better about who God is and Who He should be in our Lives. It has not been easy growing up and stepping into working life. I've learnt to remain sane and unshaken by the values of people around me (sometimes even fellow bro and sis) that differ from the word of God. It is very tiring but worthwhile when I realised that God is there seeing me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this year to come, I really wanna live a life in Love with the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-2655553328167365650?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2655553328167365650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=2655553328167365650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/2655553328167365650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/2655553328167365650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/1st-post-of-year.html' title='1st Post of the Year'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-116425363298072326</id><published>2006-11-23T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T11:47:12.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working in Slavery</title><content type='html'>Wah! My Coral CG Concert is On TOMOLO leh!!!!!!!  Got Minister as GOH, Supt coming, SAC chairman also coming.  Somehow, these people's appearance made the whole event BIG. And then there is the AR conference. You dunno what it is...dun ask. Not gonna do you any good to know. I've gotta present....as though not enough work to do. And then gotta teach Sunday School on sun....and then gotta finalize my preparation for mission trip.......wah......I am so busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered Rev Thomas Low say at the LEaders' retreat. In the secular world, people like to deal with busyness with more works. How true is it? We often put in tons and tons of SOP just so that our work would be easier. So we made Many others together with ourselves slaves for hours and hours, forgoing rest, entertainment, time to build relationships and time with the Lord, just so that our work would be "easier". So in the end, what do you think will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;In the end, our work is still as difficult but it had lost it's meaning for what lasting worth can there be of what we do if our Lord is not building the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me to be sane and guard my relationship with God in the midst of all these work. Please pray that I will bring Honor to His name with my life that He has given me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-116425363298072326?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116425363298072326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=116425363298072326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/116425363298072326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/116425363298072326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/11/working-in-slavery.html' title='Working in Slavery'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115995585704139142</id><published>2006-10-04T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T10:26:23.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY! My Thailand Mission Trip</title><content type='html'>Finally the school term's over. But guess wat.....work just get heavier. I never know my stress tolerant level can go this high. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to look forward to .......the Thailand Mission Trip....Woohoo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Third Time going there. First time is an eye-opener. I saw and experienced the rural lifestyle. I learnt to appreciate the technology and comfort that I am blessed with. Second time is thought-provoking. I experienced how the world's getting worse day by day. It made me feel that we really got to seriously share the Gospel to all nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I think it is gonna be a brand new experience. We are gonna finally Share the Gospel with our lesson! Exciting. We dun even understand or speak simple Thai and we are going to share the Gospel to ppl whose english is only slightly better than our Thai. We will still go. But we know, if ever they understand or they accepted the Gospel. That is the mighty work of our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my team and me.  Below are a few prayer request :) :&lt;br /&gt;1. We are doing some performances: Crowd-breaker dance, Funny mime, Gospel Mime, Thai Pop song, Thai Christian Song. Please pray for thorough preparation that the items we put up will be of our best. We want to share the Gospel in an interesting manner yet not lose the focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Every member prepared our own testimony. Pray for God to guide us in preparing that we will be able to share Christ with the Thai of what Christ had done for us. Writing the testimony is also a very good way for us to reflect on our life in Christ. Some of us write our testimony and find out that actually we do not really know God. Some wrote and realize that we had not actually obey God and trust that He will do what is best for us. Please pray that all our members will stay teachable and humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.There will be our Thai workers to help translate our lessons and testimony. Pls pray for wise use of words to fully explain the Gospel. Pray for the "chemistry" between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pray for everyone of our members that we will keep an open and alert mind. Always prepared to interact and share the Gospel to the Thai. It is very easy to stick to ourselves because we are each other's comfort zone. It is so uncomfortable to try to befriend a stranger that you cant communicate with. But we know that that's what God wants us to do; to share Him to all people in season and out of season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pray that there will be providence of money to go Thailand. Currently, our members are paying for our own air tickets. We are raising money for our accomodation and food. So if you can support us financially. please do tell me k!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so far we'll keep the prayer points at that. If you can think of more put at the tag hor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-115995585704139142?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115995585704139142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=115995585704139142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115995585704139142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115995585704139142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-my-thailand-mission-trip.html' title='YAY! My Thailand Mission Trip'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115577618610697314</id><published>2006-08-17T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T08:56:26.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Dropped It!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I was an hour late just waiting for the super yummy Tuna Bake to be Baked.  And then, I went dashing to Cindee's place on foot. The air was really bad with all the incense and paper money burning away. The distance was more than I imagined. By the time reach the lift, I was exhausted and thought maybe I'll get a heart attack in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;there (just j/k). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then it happened! I dropped the Tuna Bake! Face Down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wondering why I did not take pictures? If you are me, you can't either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ever put in so much effort in something and then, you ruined it your very self at the very last lap?&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; Dun be a self deceiver, we all did sometimes in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;What do we do when that happened? Here are some common things we try to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Blame the circumstance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Blame the other people (usually we try to blame unrelated pple (strangers, passerbys) so that they can't retaliate back and our frenz tends to believe us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Make ourselves look like a blur timid rabbit who innocently do the wrong things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But maybe these are not the real reasons. &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe we depended on ourselves too much that we are not humble enough that we have weaknesses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And that we cannot stop ourselves to make even the simple mistakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm not saying that we should just take it as it is that we make mistakes. But maybe we should trust in the Lord that we learn from the mistakes that we've made.&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Trust God that He had a higher and better purpose for us then eating that Tuna Bake. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-115577618610697314?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115577618610697314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=115577618610697314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115577618610697314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115577618610697314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-dropped-it.html' title='I Dropped It!!!'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115466717699901203</id><published>2006-08-04T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T08:40:56.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Would You Like To Be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the history of Iraq before it became Iraq, there are two kings. They are grandfather-grandson kings of Babylon. From the same blood, ruled the same kingdom but ended up in two different ending. Somewhat I pray that I would be like neither. But sad to say, people of this age are more and more like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;“King Nebuchadnezzar”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;clarify:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the grandfather. He is bestowed by God with great power and authority. God even put the kingdom of Israel under his captivity. At first he wanted to make the people of God to worship the idols that he worshipped, but God shows him that He is the true God by delivering his people out of many dangerous situations. But still, King Nebuchadnezzar is obsessed with self-glorification even when he acknowledged that God is the real God. Despite warnings sent by God, he put himself on par with God claiming all God’s work as his own. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Finally, God gave him a last warning with a 12 months grace period to repent and learn that God is the Almighty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He did not and God carry out His word. For three years, he was cast from human race behaving like animal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;until he finally proclaimed with all understanding that God is God above all including himself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“King Belshazzar”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the grandson. While his father is in insanity, he ruled the country. He is really bad and rebellious. One day, he used the ornaments from God’s temple to feast and to worship his own idols. He showed absolutely no regard for God and did not learn from his grandfather’s lesson.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;God did not give him any chance. He is killed that very night and lost his kingdom to the enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only pray that God will give me a&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;teachable spirit&lt;/span&gt;. I can identify times when same situations keep on arising, each time costing me more. I can identify that at those times I failed to respond in a manner worthy of the Lord. So I pray that I will be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;teachable and willing to change for God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that God had been merciful to me while he could have been otherwise. He could have condemned me just like He condemned King Belshazzar. Yet He is patient. He called me to believe in Him and He constantly guides me to live a Godly life. He had sent people into my life to teach me and discipline me.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;He did not give up on me just because I always fall short of his standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it going to take to be obedient to God?&lt;br /&gt;It takes all of me. Please pray for me that I can abandon myself completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been tiring to live in this pressure to live up to expectation. But when I see the two kings and their ends, I know that I have to be focused in living up to God’s expectation alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;May God help me to cast aside the expectation of others and mine and to live for just him and him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-115466717699901203?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115466717699901203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=115466717699901203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115466717699901203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115466717699901203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/08/who-would-you-like-to-be.html' title='Who Would You Like To Be?'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115418481957923415</id><published>2006-07-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:53:39.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/11167/640/China%20Trip%202006%20069.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/11167/400/China%20Trip%202006%20069.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see my students seriously playing the instruments, I am encouraged.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-115418481957923415?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115418481957923415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=115418481957923415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115418481957923415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115418481957923415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-i-see-my-students-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115379536486640811</id><published>2006-07-25T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T10:42:44.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what friends are for. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; How many true friends do you have?&lt;/span&gt; It can be quite scary that actually you do not have as much as you think you have. There are some 'friends' who would probably stick with you for a while or suffered once or twice with you and then drifted apart. There are some whom you thought you feel really close to and yet not quite so. There are also some that you wanted to be friends with but they do not seems to have the same desire. So who are the real true friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;                    Well, the cruel truth is that we can never find a real true friends in this human race. Simply because none of us is perfect. With the imperfection, we will always be self-centered along the way. We will always harbour some bad thoughts of each other sometimes down the relationship. We are &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;bound to disappoint each other&lt;/span&gt; in one area or another. And you'll realise a lot of people will tell you, her best friend and her started off as enemies then they got really close. Probably because when they are enemies, they see each other with a lower standard so the disappointed was not as great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                     But there is hope. There is hope that we will all be perfect one day. And we know that the deeds that we've done out of our imperfection now will be reconciled for by Christ's death on the cross. This gives us the hope and the peace to accept each other's imperfection. But you know something, if you do not think that you can do it then probably you have not yet known or fully comprehend this hope that I am talking about. This is because the peace that I am talking about will only come about when we first &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;have peace with God&lt;/span&gt;. Chim hor, but important!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-115379536486640811?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115379536486640811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=115379536486640811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115379536486640811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115379536486640811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/thats-what-friends-are-for.html' title='That&apos;s what friends are for. . .'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115350156341780766</id><published>2006-07-22T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T22:33:36.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Encouragement For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5976/2750/1600/DSC00006_edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5976/2750/320/DSC00006_edited.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some students drew this for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;one day when I was chatting with them. It is a very simple note and was done on the spot. But it is a great encouragement and is also a reminder that I am doing a job that is more than just producing money. I realised that i do and can affect lives. Well, it only points to be that I have to be even more careful in guarding my walk with God because I do not want to lead any lives astray, away from His presence.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-115350156341780766?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115350156341780766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=115350156341780766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115350156341780766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115350156341780766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/encouragement-for-me.html' title='An Encouragement For Me'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115335651388606677</id><published>2006-07-20T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:54:19.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Work Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take a look at my work space! haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5976/2750/1600/FOr%20my%20blog%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5976/2750/320/FOr%20my%20blog%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hee this is my messy desk in my office. Trust me when I say messy....it is messy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But anyway, this is before i actually start work so it will be messier at the end of the days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But Guys!! and Gals!! It's an organised mess ok!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5976/2750/1600/FOr%20my%20blog%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5976/2750/320/FOr%20my%20blog%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Look!! Who is This?!? Maybe some of my juniors from NASS will remember him. Well I don't! Haha! But anywayz, he's my colleague and He's taken! All the minas in the world, please hor, he got wife and lots of kids liao!  (BTW...He's old, Looks can be deceiving....very..:P)&lt;btw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5976/2750/1600/FOr%20my%20blog%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-115335651388606677?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115335651388606677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=115335651388606677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115335651388606677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115335651388606677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-work-space.html' title='My Work Space'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115327486140977510</id><published>2006-07-19T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:24:23.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes We Ask: Why Is It Like That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise God that He’s sovereign. I guess many of us will experience times that things go really wrong even when we have made all the right decisions or handled the situation in a manner that at least we thought it is Godly. We’ll start to question God for Him putting that situation in our lives. We’ll ask whether that is a test of faith or a lesson that we need to work on. We throw ourselves into the disequilibrium of our own walk with God. For the past few months, I am experiencing that. There are so many things that I questioned why God put them into my life. Some of them, I really wished that it had never happened and I do not understand how it happened at all. But, they all came to past and sometimes, I am left really discouraged, sad and angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God is sovereign. His plans are more than just the temporal present. His plans are more than just individualistic. He sees a bigger picture than anyone of us. Recently, I begin to catch a glimpse of it. Many experiences that God had placed in my life and many emotional struggles that I once had are now used to bless others. These others include my students, my friends and my CG members. If not for these experiences and emotional struggles I once had, I will not be able to relate to these people when they consult with me with their problems. I would not be able to empathize with their struggle to stay sane and to make the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that He revealed parts of his sovereign plans to me. Many times, I demonstrated a lack of faith in my life and I thank God for his mercy that He had shown me His word through these experiences also. But even as I know all these, there is still great fear of what is to come, of the experiences that He might put in my life. Please pray for me that I will be strong, holding on firmly to His word and guarding my relationship with Him fearfully and faithfully. And lastly, as I live my life, pray for me that I will continue to be teachable, learning to be more Christ-like Christian in all humility.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31333387-115327486140977510?l=thisisamysblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/feeds/115327486140977510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31333387&amp;postID=115327486140977510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115327486140977510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31333387/posts/default/115327486140977510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisamysblog.blogspot.com/2006/07/sometimes-we-ask-why-is-it-like-that.html' title='Sometimes We Ask: Why Is It Like That?'/><author><name>letpil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31333387.post-115327445118882589</id><published>2006-07-19T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T10:00:51.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yesh I am starting a blog! Y? hmm...maybe it would be good for you all guys and gals to be encouraged by what goes on in my life. Now's the blog is still very plain and empty...but well wait till I figured out how to do the magic k. haha! 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