<?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-5992619446127782164</id><updated>2011-07-08T19:46:41.632+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Fight'/><category term='First'/><category term='poem'/><category term='message'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Christ's Love for us</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5940729056340029045</id><published>2010-07-27T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T01:14:14.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3. Philippians 4:11</title><content type='html'>As a rule, a man's a fool.&lt;br /&gt;When it's hot, he wants it cool.&lt;br /&gt;And when it's cool, he wants it hot.&lt;br /&gt;Always wanting, what is not.&lt;br /&gt;~ Not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Philippians 4:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just a thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5940729056340029045?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5940729056340029045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5940729056340029045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5940729056340029045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5940729056340029045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-philippians-411.html' title='3. Philippians 4:11'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8153518085256179228</id><published>2010-07-25T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:40:04.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, 4 John Newton</title><content type='html'>I am not what i ought to be&lt;br /&gt;- ah, how imperfect and deficient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not what i wish to be&lt;br /&gt;- I abhor what is evil, and i would cleave to what is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not what I hope to be&lt;br /&gt;- soon, soon shall i put off mortality, and with mortality all sin and imperfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, though i am not what i ought be, nor what I wish to be, nor what I hope to be, I can truly say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I am not what i once was; a slave to sin and Satan&lt;/span&gt;; and I can heartily join with the apostle, and acknowledge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"By grace of God I am what I am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short John newton means this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;I am not the man I ought to be, I am not the man I wish to be, and I  am not the man I hope to be, but by the grace of God, I am not the man I  used to be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8153518085256179228?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8153518085256179228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8153518085256179228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8153518085256179228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8153518085256179228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-john-newton-4.html' title='Oh, 4 John Newton'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-1733729016565769221</id><published>2010-07-20T02:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T02:50:30.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Lines longing.</title><content type='html'>Tonight I will sleep with a longing.&lt;br /&gt;A longing only He can one day fill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to be home.&lt;br /&gt;I long so much that I've come to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see my Saviour in His fullness of glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-1733729016565769221?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/1733729016565769221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=1733729016565769221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1733729016565769221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1733729016565769221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-lines-longing.html' title='5 Lines longing.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-187231198624823431</id><published>2010-07-05T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:53:09.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6. It's as if glass could contain the scene.</title><content type='html'>The scene of a nuclear catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like, it only gets harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the whole point was always that i wasn't supposed to depend on myself.&lt;br /&gt;But on Christ who strengthens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I compromised?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-187231198624823431?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/187231198624823431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=187231198624823431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/187231198624823431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/187231198624823431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/07/6-its-as-if-glass-could-contain-scene.html' title='6. It&apos;s as if glass could contain the scene.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8473172283121463036</id><published>2010-07-01T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:43:13.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete what? 7.</title><content type='html'>Write love on my heart, bring it to completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it may be far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With thy loving hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8473172283121463036?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8473172283121463036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8473172283121463036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8473172283121463036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8473172283121463036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/07/complete-what-7.html' title='Complete what? 7.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4008420061427740081</id><published>2010-06-30T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T03:05:50.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8. Let me rejoice.</title><content type='html'>How can I put You down from my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;If danger be thy course for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Then let it be mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;For this life I have, counts not much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But it is all I have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;All of You. For all of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still I have such tremendous gain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4008420061427740081?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4008420061427740081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4008420061427740081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4008420061427740081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4008420061427740081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/06/8-let-me-rejoice.html' title='8. Let me rejoice.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7336675875732336651</id><published>2010-06-02T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:48:43.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know You know.                            Nine.</title><content type='html'>You know I wished You would take me home.&lt;br /&gt;But You wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know You have Your reasons.&lt;br /&gt;But I only know it's so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;But You let me know with You I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You and I both know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Help me Lord. If You don't. Who would? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7336675875732336651?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7336675875732336651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7336675875732336651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7336675875732336651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7336675875732336651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-know-you-know-nine.html' title='I know You know.                            Nine.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-9105323025760242234</id><published>2010-05-12T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:18:01.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten.</title><content type='html'>Let's finish this well, finish these 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's perplexing. It's been awhile. And I've been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, since when have i stopped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been a lot to sort out and it will never cease until my dying breath leading to my reconcilation with the Father. The idea of having things to sort out implies mess, and with mess there is disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This disorder I think is sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it always aims at relationships. From the fall of man in it's relationship between God and humanity. Leading to the solution, Christ on the cross for our sins and putting perfect trinitarian relationship at risk, the Father, the Son and the holy spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude that it's going to take awhile to sort things. It's going to take a life time here on earth but not forever. And my great reward is to be conformed to the image of the Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, let's do it right. Let's do it with Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Romans 8:28-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And we know that for  those who love God all things work together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;for  good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;those  who are called according to his purpose.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;For those whom he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;foreknew  he also predestined to  be conformed to the image of his Son&lt;/span&gt;, in order that he might be the  firstborn among many brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="verse-num" id="v45008030-1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And  those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called he  also justified,  and those whom he justified he also glorified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-9105323025760242234?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/9105323025760242234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=9105323025760242234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9105323025760242234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9105323025760242234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten.html' title='Ten.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-6799635904804400136</id><published>2010-03-16T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:23:08.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>An archive.</title><content type='html'>I shall leave this blog as an archive.&lt;br /&gt;And as a memory.&lt;br /&gt;And from these memories i learnt a few things.&lt;br /&gt;About myself and about my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saved and elected by Christ&lt;br /&gt;I persevered because of Him.&lt;br /&gt;I was taught by Him.&lt;br /&gt;It is necessary that I suffer for His sake.&lt;br /&gt;I will accept His Lordship because there is no other Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.&lt;br /&gt;God is sovereign.&lt;br /&gt;God is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I want to start something new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-6799635904804400136?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/6799635904804400136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=6799635904804400136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6799635904804400136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6799635904804400136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/03/archive.html' title='An archive.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-551064834235089390</id><published>2010-03-16T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:18:28.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>This blog will be gone for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-family: Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt;Your voice has stilled  the raging storms&lt;br /&gt;The wind and waves bow down before&lt;br /&gt;Your still  small voice brings hope to all&lt;br /&gt;Who wait on You, we'll wait for You&lt;br /&gt;To  lead us to the place where You'll restore our souls&lt;br /&gt;And all our  earthly strivings come to cease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take from our souls the strain  and stress&lt;br /&gt;And let our ordered lives confess&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of Your  peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright skies will soon be overhead&lt;br /&gt;We'll enter in to  Heaven's rest&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no death, there'll be no pain&lt;br /&gt;The things  of old will pass away&lt;br /&gt;You'll lead us to the place where You'll  restore our souls&lt;br /&gt;And all our earthly strivings come to cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I've had  questions, without answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; I've known sorrow, i have known pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; but theres  one thing, that i'll cling to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; you are faithful, Jesus your true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-551064834235089390?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/551064834235089390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=551064834235089390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/551064834235089390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/551064834235089390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2010/03/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7944866176508328177</id><published>2008-10-10T00:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:48:20.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Currahee</title><content type='html'>Thought over so many things lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the mountain i stand alone. When i fight, i fight alone. When i fall, i fall alone. When i die, i most probably die alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired. And that's probably how i'm feeling now, every sense of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't think i can get up anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hélas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;To drift with every passion till my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Is it for this that I have given away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Methinks my life is a twice-written scroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Scrawled over on some boyish holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;With idle songs for pipe and virelay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Which do but mar the secret of the whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Surely there was a time I might have trod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;The sunlit heights, and from life's dissonance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Struck one clear chord to reach the ears of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Is that time dead? lo! with a little rod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I did but touch the honey of romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;And must I lose a soul's inheritance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;-Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7944866176508328177?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7944866176508328177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7944866176508328177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7944866176508328177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7944866176508328177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/10/currahee.html' title='Currahee'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-494486420006226318</id><published>2008-10-01T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:03:23.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living on borrowed time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0X2rbfF1n0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U0X2rbfF1n0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-494486420006226318?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/494486420006226318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=494486420006226318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/494486420006226318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/494486420006226318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/10/living-on-borrowed-time.html' title='Living on borrowed time.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4480249468573864120</id><published>2008-09-29T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T01:22:40.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aces High.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Sam5omG0v0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Sam5omG0v0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes the siren that warns of the air raid&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak&lt;br /&gt;Out for the scramble weve got to get airborne&lt;br /&gt;Got to get up for the coming attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines&lt;br /&gt;Remove all the wheelblocks theres no time to waste&lt;br /&gt;Gathering speed as we head down the runway&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get airborne before its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running, scrambling, flying&lt;br /&gt;Rolling, turning, diving, going in again&lt;br /&gt;Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die&lt;br /&gt;Run, live to fly, fly to live. aces high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers&lt;br /&gt;Let off a sharp burst and then turn away&lt;br /&gt;Roll over, spin round and come in behind them&lt;br /&gt;Move to their blindsides and firing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandits at 8 oclock move in behind us&lt;br /&gt;Ten me-109s out of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them&lt;br /&gt;Heading straight for them I press down my guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling, turning, diving&lt;br /&gt;Rolling, turning, diving, going in again&lt;br /&gt;Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die&lt;br /&gt;Run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;go on to the end&lt;/span&gt;. We shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; in france. We shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; on the seas and oceans. We shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;great confidence and great strength in the air&lt;/span&gt;. We shall &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;defend&lt;/span&gt; our island, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;whatever the cost&lt;/span&gt; maybe. We shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; on the beaches. We shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; on the landing grounds. We shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; in the fields and in the streets. We shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt; in the hills. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We will never surrender.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whatever happened to that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4480249468573864120?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4480249468573864120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4480249468573864120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4480249468573864120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4480249468573864120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/09/aces-high.html' title='Aces High.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8850989499228004458</id><published>2008-09-25T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:41:58.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>This a one peace two piece thing. The speed of sound and another accident, drums, drums i hear the drums. Soon, tomorrow would come and i would be on my way back home. Kick out the roadside telephones and tell me what it is to be left there. Common sense out the window, i say tomorrow the sun would set. Sure enough, the rising of the sun a reason to come back again. And it better not, cause i'm missing you bad; this bottle is bringing me back home. Your note, i'm reading again. You won't find anything here. Oh, don't leave the razor blade lying around. I'm missing your love and missing your beat. Put your feet on the ground, let your temperature drop down. May i remind you again, that this is a dream and in your dream you can do anything you please. Hear those bells? They ring. It's running, it's running on empty. My knuckles have turn to dust, there's no turning back tonight. Kiss me one last time. Your not here with me, your not here with me. I can't see your hands tonight, again. Up and up; transpose. Drowning in my sleep, drowning in my sleep, drowning in my sleep. Cause i'm sick of this town, sick of this bleeding. And i remember when i stand, why i stand. I was just a stupid kid back then, i'll take back every word that i said. And i'm head banging, and i like to do that. Remember when i said, i love you. Destroy the vampires. Man, i tell you, i am not qualified.  Wouldn't it be nice to bottle those clouds and give them to you. Come, and headbang with me. Ebola is the virus that liquifys your insides, the last outbreak was august 30 2007. Your in a chicken coop with a 100 other chickens shouting "Get that nook". Do you wanna jump those hoolahoops? And i want to shout the words that i have long abandoned. I'm stupid. yeah i get that too. oh dot.why me. Stay quiet, stay near, stay close and stay clear. Hands down, this is the best day i can ever remember, always remember. Hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't have to explain all the time right. I don't have to make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8850989499228004458?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8850989499228004458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8850989499228004458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8850989499228004458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8850989499228004458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-2855939039802545002</id><published>2008-09-24T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:17:25.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I look like that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkbE0T-sK1s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkbE0T-sK1s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-2855939039802545002?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/2855939039802545002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=2855939039802545002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2855939039802545002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2855939039802545002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-look-like-that.html' title='I look like that.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4169153444764543537</id><published>2008-09-22T20:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:16:33.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Dream On.</title><content type='html'>Every time that I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;All these &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lines&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on my face getting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The past is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went by like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;dusk to dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Everybody's got their dues in life to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;Where it comes and where it goes&lt;br /&gt;I know it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;everybody's sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;You got to lose to know how to win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half my life's in books' written pages&lt;br /&gt;Live and learn from &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;fools&lt;/span&gt; and from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;sages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;All the things come back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on, dream on,&lt;br /&gt;Dream yourself a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on, dream on,&lt;br /&gt;And dream until your dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on, dream on, aaaaahhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Sing for the laughter and sing for the tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;-Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4169153444764543537?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4169153444764543537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4169153444764543537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4169153444764543537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4169153444764543537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/09/dream-on.html' title='Dream On.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3598667125785686412</id><published>2008-09-12T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:11:47.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbAtMjCZtUU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fbAtMjCZtUU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3598667125785686412?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3598667125785686412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3598667125785686412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3598667125785686412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3598667125785686412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/09/fcpremix.html' title='F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-143606262301656148</id><published>2008-09-09T20:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T01:24:24.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking off.</title><content type='html'>Today is a special day.&lt;br /&gt;The end of something and the beginning of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 9 2008, my first sortie on 9V-BOF(On the nice captain sit, not captain though.). Though not my solo flight or first flight on the Piper Warrior, but a mark of my flight training. How far i will go, i do not know. But i'm sure to persevere and give my best effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, getting into flying is by Gods grace. My health record(or injury record rather) and my results are not that fantastic to be taken in for training. It surprised me when i received the letter of confirmation(of sorts). I've decided to do my best with what God has put in my hands, for what purpose it might be in the future i do not know. I will trust and follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Colossians 3:23-24&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think flying is a wonderful thing, i have never got so much interest in aviation till i started training. It's beautiful to fly through the skies, like an eagle. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am an eagle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;...but those whose hope is in the Lord, will renew their strength.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;                   They will&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; soar on wings of eagles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Because I fly, I laugh more than other   men.&lt;br /&gt;I look up and see more than they.&lt;br /&gt;I know how clouds feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it's like to have the blue in my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look down on birds. &lt;br /&gt; To feel freedom in a thing called the stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who but I can slice   between God's billow-legs&lt;br /&gt;and feel them laugh and crash with His step? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Who else has seen the unclimbed peaks? &lt;br /&gt;The rainbow's secret? &lt;br /&gt;The   real reason birds sing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I fly, I envy no man on earth.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Because i soar with the most high, i envy no man on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-143606262301656148?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/143606262301656148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=143606262301656148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/143606262301656148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/143606262301656148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-off.html' title='Taking off.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4752981154370171200</id><published>2008-09-04T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:09:58.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twice over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     A little boy had been taught by his father how to carve toys out of driftwood. The boy's greatest accomplishment was making a boat, complete with sails, rigging and rudder. The day came for him to test the water-worthiness of his boat. With great joy, he placed the boat in the water and watched it drift away, as the breeze filled the sails. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came up and broke the twine attached to the boat, and with no one around to help, he tearfully watched his prize boat sail out of reach and out of sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     Days went by. One day as he approached a store where various toy boats were sold, he thought he saw his boat in the window. Realizing that it was his boat, he went in to identify it as his own creation. The shop owner told him that he would have to buy his boat back. Retreating, he counted his money and decided to purchase his boat. as the little guy walked out of the shop, he was heard to say, "You are my boat twice over. I made you and now i have bought you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From "God has never failed me, but he's sure scared me to death a few times" - Stan Toler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;God made us. Loves us. And to think He has to buy us back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I read this story on the train to school and teared. &lt;/span&gt;&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/5992619446127782164-4752981154370171200?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4752981154370171200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4752981154370171200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4752981154370171200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4752981154370171200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/09/twice-over.html' title='Twice over.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5568603082169850637</id><published>2008-08-30T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:39:31.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before the worst.</title><content type='html'>Today fell into place quite interestingly for me. Didn't really think much of it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Open house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early to meet at SYFC for transport to the RSAF open house at Paya Lebar Air base. Walked around to collect free stuff, got on board some grounded air crafts, watched the arming of the F-16 and then waited till the aerial display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know i had so much interest in military aviation till today, i found myself walking by myself and boarding static displays so inquisitively and so intrigued by all the aircraft systems. It all felt so interesting to me and i felt like i rose to geek status. Okay, i won't be a geek but i was fascinated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was almost exactly the same as the one 2 years ago(even the aerial display, i remember the same songs they used), i was still fascinated and entertained. Oh well, cheap thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Reunion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Thank God Lewis called me and i could meet up with most of our classmates. Sadly, couldn't meet them in school to find out teachers.(Due to compulsory RSAF open house trip without my highly anticpated aircraft ride. haix) I actually felt excited before meeting them, it was a good feeling of expectation and anticpation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;And when i did, (thanks for the 'big' welcome 4E2!All the woo, ahhs and hey bryans!) Haha, their reaction made my day! So glad to see all of my classmates after so long and even happier that they were glad to see me too.  :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;It really made my day, big thank you to all of you! (Except for Lewis who jumped on me and refused to let go of my leg once again. But thanks for calling, if not i wouldn't have met you guys) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hope we get to catch up some more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;To those with the promos, all the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Before the worst, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;before we met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Before our hearts decided it’s time to love again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Before too late, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;before too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Let’s try and take it back before it all went wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5568603082169850637?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5568603082169850637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5568603082169850637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5568603082169850637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5568603082169850637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-worst.html' title='Before the worst.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-9154853238974961564</id><published>2008-08-29T01:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:52:27.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My God.</title><content type='html'>Is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was lovely, i haven't had a lovely day in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like after spending such a long time praying and calling out to God, He finally answers part of your prayers.  Even though it's just a part of it, you are satisfied and grateful. And at the back of your mind, you know there's more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to remember today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it is the day, i had finally realised God had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I fear i forget for i am only human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;God please help this forgetful soul to remember your goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;To trust and have faith when i cannot see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And I know there's more blood to shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-9154853238974961564?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/9154853238974961564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=9154853238974961564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9154853238974961564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9154853238974961564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-god.html' title='My God.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-141529766643332849</id><published>2008-08-27T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T02:29:53.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>This time.</title><content type='html'>And so, my life continues, to where i do not know. I tend to look too far at times. Though necessary at times. Maybe i'll post how i feel this time, i find it quite hard sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot. I have people telling me i think too much, but i rather think too much than think too little. So i guess that's a plus side and besides from the recent migraines i get from it, its not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder, if i wonder too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that, sometimes the concept of God is very intriguing. Okay, not sometimes. All the time. The fact that there is faith involved, you can always expect some doubt. If not, how would faith exist? The best part is that though there is doubt, when testing comes and you persevere with faith; God never fails you. Well, i am not going to make a sweeping statement, i know this because i experienced it. Ask me if you ever doubt. The very fact of my existence on this earth is evidence itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how many times must i break before i shatter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None. For what is shattered cannot be broken. Or maybe not, i don't know, maybe you can break into even smaller pieces. But let's not be critical shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Psalms 51:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-14709" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a broken and contrite heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;       O God, you will not despise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-141529766643332849?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/141529766643332849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=141529766643332849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/141529766643332849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/141529766643332849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-time.html' title='This time.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-284238944944212928</id><published>2008-08-06T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:12:21.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10:15</title><content type='html'>And so, it has been a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can replace the love of a loved one, whether if he is perfect or not.&lt;br /&gt;The relationship you have and the love that was shared is special, specific and like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God knows that.         There &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;will be&lt;/span&gt; reconciliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Some days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;As night would fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;when i lay myself to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The turn of the knob i hear and i hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A weathered figure composes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And a silhouette it casts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Strangely a comfort, though seemingly dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It peers over and seeks no doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Unknowingly, defied the laws of physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Warmth is sent. It travels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;And Silently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; i know.&lt;/span&gt;&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/5992619446127782164-284238944944212928?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/284238944944212928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=284238944944212928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/284238944944212928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/284238944944212928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/06/1015-6-8-07.html' title='10:15'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5284785723147337963</id><published>2008-06-26T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:35:33.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;My heart is broken for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;For you reading it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Its for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I know. And i don't have to ask why anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5284785723147337963?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5284785723147337963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5284785723147337963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5284785723147337963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5284785723147337963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/06/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-2471247378639006244</id><published>2008-06-23T00:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:47:28.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Camp 2008</title><content type='html'>God was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After youth camp, i was actually quite drained and contemplated about not going. But since i paid, i decided to go with it. However i went with a heart that did not want to learn, in my mind i just told myself i wanted to rest and didn't look forward to learning anything. By the way, this is very wrong, when we go to camps like this we should ask ourselves what we want to learn and find our rest in God. God being ever so faithful, showed me His love despite the poor posture of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i took home from God was more than what i expected, since i didn't really expect anything in the first place. But even if i did expect anything, it would have been much more then i would expect. Our speaker was Pastor Michael Ross Watson, a very anointed speaker. He spoke very well, and shared many of the experiences God has given him. What God spoke through him touched many of our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was most significant to me was during an altar call at the last night. I responded to it and went up and met Pastor Michael. He spoke to me in spirit and told me things he had never knew before about me. This made me feel that, God knew. That He knew everything and He knows i need someone to tell me and sent His servant Michael. Michael showed me Gods love and comfort as in ministered to me during an altar call. I sat down and he just placed his arms around me like a father would to a son. And as i spoke to him, he prayed and gave me revelation about myself. After that, he and his wife hugged me and prayed for me. He gave me his contact and told me to keep in touch with him, i really appreciated him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Michael told me that he really liked me as person and appreciated me. Coming from someone who did not much about me at all, it meant a lot to me. Whatever God may have revealed to him about me i do not know, but it meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for His hands and feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Lord of all Lords.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-2471247378639006244?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/2471247378639006244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=2471247378639006244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2471247378639006244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2471247378639006244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/06/church-camp-2008.html' title='Church Camp 2008'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5718944483671348337</id><published>2008-06-15T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:45:42.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers' Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Fathers' day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5718944483671348337?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5718944483671348337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5718944483671348337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5718944483671348337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5718944483671348337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers&apos; Day'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7513093796229590843</id><published>2008-06-15T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:38:07.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Of Trials</title><content type='html'>JOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name i wanted for my cell to have when we were deciding a new name. Oh well, maybe its meant for another cell =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;James 1:2-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-30254" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There are many trials that i face at present. These trials put me through a lot of pain, all of them are very much unwanted. Like thorns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Suffering. Would be a very good word to describe my situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last Friday after i spent some time alone with God, i felt a different kind of peace. Before that the perseverence i had was a "No matter how painful it gets, i am going to surge forward" type. But what i had after was different, i felt this joy in me that was just different. Don't get me wrong, i'm not sadistic(And even if i were, it would be towards someone else). I felt that despite all the pain i feel, i am happy and joyful. I pondered more about it and it was because, i have hope in God. Though i may be suffering, i know after it all it will be worth it. For God promises His children good things for those who place their faith in Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Right now, i can smile and laugh and also mean it. And also understand the pain from the trials i am going through. Something i believe only God can do, which is to make you smile and laugh when your suffering(Without being sadistic). Or praise Him and not give up your faith in times of sorrow, like the night my Dad had to go(He should be a better place than me now=)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They are all, full of hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep fighting the good fight my friends. Keep persevering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hanging on&lt;/span&gt;, another day, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just to see what, you would throw my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging on, to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the words you say&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you said&lt;/span&gt; that i would, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be okay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the pain, there is healing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7513093796229590843?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7513093796229590843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7513093796229590843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7513093796229590843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7513093796229590843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/06/joy-of-trials.html' title='Joy Of Trials'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3334379380162097151</id><published>2008-06-12T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T14:38:23.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It pierces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:7-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-29015" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-29016" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-29017" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Even if i have to be pierced by rods, torched by flames or crushed by falling ceilings, i will still inch my way forward. I refuse to back down in the face of my troubles, they are but nothing in the eyes of my Lord my God. This is my declaration of faith that nothing can crush me because i serve an awesome God. And as long as i shall live, i will fight with every breath to cling onto the faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I may fall. But thats just what i want to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I will die to myself everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Brothers and sisters don't back down in the face of adversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3334379380162097151?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3334379380162097151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3334379380162097151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3334379380162097151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3334379380162097151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-pierces.html' title='It pierces.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8429568016331143633</id><published>2008-05-27T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T00:02:36.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the foot of the cross</title><content type='html'>I now know what it means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to persevere in Christ and not in my own strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to not only be joyfully but also sorrowfully in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be humbled and not dictate how God speaks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be truely broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y9JPkk0YchU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y9JPkk0YchU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" id="en-NIV-29016" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8429568016331143633?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8429568016331143633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8429568016331143633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8429568016331143633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8429568016331143633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/05/at-foot-of-cross_27.html' title='At the foot of the cross'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8357693653095282996</id><published>2008-05-25T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:41:53.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No words needed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;Favorite word, cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuBqIrgKnNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuBqIrgKnNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8357693653095282996?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8357693653095282996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8357693653095282996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8357693653095282996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8357693653095282996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-words-needed.html' title='No words needed.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-1200392313832222889</id><published>2008-05-20T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:53:35.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/SDLszHj_T_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/d_nR72Jjh98/s1600-h/cookiemonster_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/SDLszHj_T_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/d_nR72Jjh98/s320/cookiemonster_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202480882513825778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretentious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate his attitude and how fake this monster can be, i don't even trust that his colour is blue. My problem with him is that, he does not actually eat his cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD, he pretends to eat them. How many of you actually notice that he doesn't consume his cookies at all? (I see hands there.)&lt;br /&gt;It annoys me that he puts it in his mouth and smashes up his jaws and then it ALL falls to the ground. To top it, he makes 'argrum argrumm um' noises as if he was eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fake! He pretends to like and also 'eat' the cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why does he need to pretend every time on TV that he likes them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid pretentious monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s He doesn't even look at you in the eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-1200392313832222889?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/1200392313832222889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=1200392313832222889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1200392313832222889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EN3D0Carn3U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EN3D0Carn3U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have the words for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-966242548913563667?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/966242548913563667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=966242548913563667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/966242548913563667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/966242548913563667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/05/friend-lost-in-self.html' title='A friend lost in self.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5161458015989637907</id><published>2008-05-08T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:49:38.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Otherside</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oDypCFSGMQo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oDypCFSGMQo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5161458015989637907?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5161458015989637907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5161458015989637907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5161458015989637907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5161458015989637907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/05/otherside.html' title='Otherside'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-2526139580842259049</id><published>2008-05-06T13:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:03:09.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty much that way, pretty much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;I haven't been updating lately. A "song to say good bye" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s its a song title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R08q2wzGpzk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R08q2wzGpzk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-2526139580842259049?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/2526139580842259049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=2526139580842259049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2526139580842259049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2526139580842259049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/05/pretty-much-that-way-pretty-much.html' title='Pretty much that way, pretty much.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-1854912067820154817</id><published>2008-04-24T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:31:50.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without reason.</title><content type='html'>The best way&lt;br /&gt;To make it through&lt;br /&gt;With hearts and wrists intact&lt;br /&gt;Is to realize&lt;br /&gt;Two out of three ain't bad&lt;br /&gt;Ain't bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;Setting in a honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;If I woke up next to you&lt;br /&gt;If I woke up next to you&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Normally, a week before april. I tend to feel a bit off. &lt;/span&gt;                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;       :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Do read the post below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-1854912067820154817?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/1854912067820154817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=1854912067820154817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1854912067820154817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1854912067820154817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/04/without-reason.html' title='Without reason.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4021317047336458378</id><published>2008-04-24T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T15:48:15.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day to you.</title><content type='html'>Hello to the people that read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who have tagged my board sharing how some of the posts helped you or encouraged you, thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it encourages me when it encourages or helps anyone in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives me a reason to post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;Please post it at the comments sections in future :)&lt;br /&gt;(Then it could be read again in future) (Comments too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you can comment the older posts still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4021317047336458378?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4021317047336458378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4021317047336458378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4021317047336458378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4021317047336458378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-day-to-you.html' title='Good day to you.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5060044203437369334</id><published>2008-04-13T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:57:10.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fears and failures..</title><content type='html'>Because of the lost donation tin. Mr Chan had to travel a total of 4 hours on the train.&lt;br /&gt;Sengkang to outram to dover to outram to sengkang to outram to dover to outram to sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at one point, he took the wrong side and went to the harbour front direction instead of the punggol direction. Not only that, the train was terminating and he did not get off, which meant he went past harbour front to some unknown place finding himself alone with the train operator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God. It turned back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the alpha concert later on. Thank God for ministering to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a revelation. You know the song mighty to save, where the verse goes "take me as you find me, all my fears and failures... " I now truly understand what it meant to be taken as you are with all yours fears and your failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes like myself, we tend to want to give our best to God(which is good), we want everything to be perfect(May not be so good). Like how we want our quiet time material to be perfect and have worship in the morning. Etc. Etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that i have failed time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, cause "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;" want everything to be perfect, problem is we can't as we have all fallen short of the glory of God(&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Romans3:23&lt;/span&gt; ). "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;" also that thought "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;" must do it and "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;" definately can do it cause its for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;"? Some of us may fall into this cycle. Especially, when God touches us with His passion and fire. And being convicted, we really want to serve Him and give Him our best. However, the devil wants to deceive us that "we" have to do this and that and won't go wrong, but God knows we are not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does not want us to just walk but wants us to walk with Him. And when it gets too tough, He wants to guide us. He wants us to give Him our best while being dependent in Him. (Tough idea to me)&lt;br /&gt;Let Him take our fears and failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Let go and let Him. Don't depend only on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every crusade needs a Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, be strong &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the Lord&lt;/span&gt; and in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; His mighty power&lt;/span&gt;. Eph 6:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5060044203437369334?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5060044203437369334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5060044203437369334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5060044203437369334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5060044203437369334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/04/fears-and-failures_13.html' title='Fears and failures..'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8383505540585579186</id><published>2008-04-09T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:37:15.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle rider.</title><content type='html'>If you want to ride on the eagle and soar with it. You have to be lifted up and than make an effort to climb on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Day. Most probably my last day of orientation, thanks to the missing can incident. Still, i have got to go to school to fix up the mess. Made my first police report today, didn't know that the police post had a queue. Waited half an hour to report my lost. Took some Mas selamat posters while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during orientation, we went through a session to tell us more about what we would do in the 3 years. Then there was a demonstration by the electronics hobby club, by the unicycle lecturer and another lecturer. It was quirky and funny, the unicycle lecturer spoke like a comedian and acted really mad. Very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had this "build and design a car" race for all the DEEE classes and each class had for teams.(Which means a lot of teams) And guess what, my team got 3rd for design. Thanks to my friend and i who came up with the neon idea. We fixed a LED light to the bottom of the car and it became a car with neon. Not forgetting our car body team who made our car the most special by carving the body from a rally car to a convertable. When they announced the winners, 4 out of 6 of the team ran home, and i didn't even realised we won till they started shouting. So i collected a $25 popular voucher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for team 1A06 C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a really tiring week for me, getting used to the mornings and travelling. Especially the episodes of the donation tin. Sometimes, there are things you just have to keep pressing on. I still find myself confused at times wondering if its worth it. Like not feeling reciprocated no matter how much you put into someone, or working hard for something like your at the start of the tunnel and you just cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel and you start to doubt if its even there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter whatever the circumstances, i know that if God has assured you in something that you ought to do, you should always press on even if its just so so dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the many people that struggle in the faith and to those who just cannot see the light in whatever circumstances you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose hope, take hold and keep fighting. One day it will all make sense and you will not be shortchanged by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the eternal life, the time that you were called and the many blessings God has given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fight&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; good fight&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take hold&lt;/span&gt;  of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eternal life&lt;/span&gt; to which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you were called&lt;/span&gt; when you made your good confession in the presence of of many witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every soul, needs a savior.&lt;br /&gt;I still breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Praise God.&lt;br /&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/5992619446127782164-8383505540585579186?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8383505540585579186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8383505540585579186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8383505540585579186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8383505540585579186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/04/eagle-rider.html' title='Eagle rider.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7380785173275095330</id><published>2008-04-08T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:45:33.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 1A06</title><content type='html'>Day number 2 of orientation has happened. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to meet my classmates for the first time. 18 guys and 2 girls. They call the electrical and electronics engineering school the monastery, i understand why now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my classmates from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;4E2(2007)&lt;/span&gt; at North Vista. I miss you guys. Haha. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the guys, i miss your nonsense and some of your tendencies to want to pick (mock)fights with me without having fear of me knocking your teeth out. You guys are funny and look smart in your uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the girls, i miss some of you girls with the itchy fingers that disturb my table even though i get annoyed. And the ones i disturb, er it was good fun. You all look pretty to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only cherish what you lose sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my new class(Funny ppl), no matter what kind of people they are, the different ages and places they come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always amazed by the way God changes me whenever i find out. Its really amazing and just makes me think every time when i realise something new that God has done in my life. When i expect myself to react in a certain way during a difficult situation and i don't. And i realised how different and awesome that is to not feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like today, we were given our donation tins for Thursdays president's challenge event. I was careless(complacent too) and misplaced my tin. Personally, i take responsibility like this very seriously. And when such things happen i flip(when i get angry, its bad stuff). I flip out, run around trying to solve the problem and get very angry at myself and anyone that steps on my toes. I will not smile and have a very pissed face. Some times things get worse because I'm angry. It would make me extra angry if it was like a donation tin, which means serious issue.(Police report)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, no sudden rage or fear came upon me like it would. Instead, peace remained. Gods peace it is. I took things calmly, like very very calmly. (Earlier in the past when it was not so bad i would look calm but not feel calm at all) Then I went to look for it, thought back and asked around but i couldn't find it. Never felt so much peace in a situation like this before, but i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i couldn't find the tin. But thats another story, i concluded that someone took it because there was no other way. Now it depends on the heart of the person that took it. I pray that it would be resolved and not cause anymore trouble. I contacted my lecturer and sent an email to apologise and help settle matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A life living for God is not a life of smooth journey but a tough journey with Gods peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A wise person once said "You cannot climb a mountain thats too smooth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7380785173275095330?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7380785173275095330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7380785173275095330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7380785173275095330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7380785173275095330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/04/1a06_08.html' title='the 1A06'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-86959364623635482</id><published>2008-04-07T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:28:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1A06</title><content type='html'>Thats my class. I have just gone through the first day of orientation and also the first school day i suppose. It was great, cause God has really blessed me.&lt;br /&gt;Though life on earth has its struggles each day, God still reigns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i entered the campus today and took my first step, God gave me the assurance that i am here for good reason and made the right decision to trust Him. I had full peace in my heart finally after much thought about distance and everything else that bothered me. I do not know how to explain it, but it felt like everything else really didn't matter. The distance didn't matter(It took my bro 40 mins to bring me to sch. Almost fell asleep) and it didn't bother me at all. And the building i thought did not look so nice became a marvelous structure. Haha. Amazing how God can change the way how you feel and view things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for the peace. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i was happy and filled with joy. When i sat in the auditorium, the first song i heard was amazing grace.(Quite surprised) Yes, amazing grace indeed. Because God has brought me here by His amazing grace. I can't express how i feel, but its really an amazing grace. Then this lecturer came out with a saxophone and played to entertain the students as he went around the auditorium. He was a white guy wearing a bright red shirt and looked very outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the most amusing moment of the day came. He took out a unicycle. Yes, the one wheeled bicycle thing. It had flashing lights on the stem of the thing and than he said it was not just an unicycle but an engineering unicycle(I really think its because of the lights).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finishing move was that, he played the saxophone while peddling the unicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-86959364623635482?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/86959364623635482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=86959364623635482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/86959364623635482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/86959364623635482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/04/1a06.html' title='1A06'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3346966770508953900</id><published>2008-04-01T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:03:48.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, well. We meet again.</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile. The fever has gone down quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;After a long while without proper postings, i realised i don't really like to blog. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;(I have many drafts though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised i have got myself into SP and school is about to start proper in 13 days. I never really thought i would end up in SP. Funny i think, the story of how i made my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened days after i came back from my missions trip in China. After a long marathon of things happening, it was good to finally have nothing to do. I was praying to God one night and at some point i asked God about my future and where He would want me to go next. God responded to me that night and it was something like a conversation in the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Me: Dear God, I am about to receive my results quite soon and I ask you for guidance to where i should go after i receive my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;God: SP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Me: Er, what? (It was not the usual prompting because it kind of came immediately)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;God: SP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Me: Huh, yeah. Thats in dover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;(I know, like duh. God knows that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Its far. What am i going to do there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended like that, and i went to do other stuff. With the thought of SP in mind. I couldn't understand why SP and the fact that it was in dover, it just didn't work out for me. (I stay in Sengkang by the way) To cut things short, i started to doubt myself and the conversation i had with the spirit. However, SP started to pop up everywhere i turned. I couldn't hide. And i always wanted to go to a JC. When my results came out, i missed it by a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In obedience i am now going to study in SP, whatever the purpose i have yet to find out. Still, i know its not going to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause its really far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3346966770508953900?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3346966770508953900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3346966770508953900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3346966770508953900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3346966770508953900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-well-we-meet-again.html' title='Well, well. We meet again.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3224803683362011414</id><published>2008-03-29T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:11:12.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time&lt;br /&gt;I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts&lt;br /&gt;I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart that's still beating&lt;br /&gt;In the pain is there is healing&lt;br /&gt;In your name I find meaning&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely holdin' on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead&lt;br /&gt;I still see your reflection inside of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;with a broken heart that's still beating&lt;br /&gt;In the pain is there is healing&lt;br /&gt;In your name I find meaning&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;I'm barely holdin' on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm handin' on another day&lt;br /&gt;Just to see what you will throw my way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm handing on to the words you say&lt;br /&gt;You said that I will be ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone&lt;br /&gt;I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3224803683362011414?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3224803683362011414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3224803683362011414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3224803683362011414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3224803683362011414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/03/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4452788378976553948</id><published>2008-03-15T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:46:12.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops</title><content type='html'>I was careless today. And we all slip sometimes. Not happy with it, sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost got knocked down by a scrambler today while crossing the road. Centimetres away from me, i estimate roughly 10 centimetres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for preserving my life. (I pray before i go out, prayer answered :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not feel the fear of the fact that my life almost ended.&lt;br /&gt;Did not flinch at all.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4452788378976553948?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4452788378976553948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4452788378976553948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4452788378976553948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4452788378976553948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/03/oops.html' title='Oops'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-2350662953857376700</id><published>2008-03-13T01:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T01:56:17.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Something's wrong.</title><content type='html'>I think i am sick. Yes, i am. Just a bit unwell. Maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;But its okay because God would make it good. Like He promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But someone has got to die. And yes, he will die. If not. Someone else would have to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1 peter 2:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; He Himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; by His wounds you have been healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't love love as much as i think i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If i act weird. Bear with it. (Or ignore me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry too =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5992619446127782164-2350662953857376700?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/2350662953857376700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=2350662953857376700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2350662953857376700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2350662953857376700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/03/somethings-wrong.html' title='Something&apos;s wrong.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-9218226285667612233</id><published>2008-03-10T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:58:19.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>East to West.</title><content type='html'>Here I am Lord and I’m drowning, in Your sea of forgetfulness&lt;br /&gt;The chains of yesterday surround me, I yearn for peace and rest&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to end up where You found me&lt;br /&gt;And it echoes in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me awake tonight&lt;br /&gt;I know you’ve cast my sin as far as the East is from the West&lt;br /&gt;And I stand before You now as though I’ve never sinned&lt;br /&gt;But today I feel like I’m just one mistake away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;rom You leaving me this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus can you show me just how far the east is from the west&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I can’t bear to see the man I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;Rising up in me again&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of Your mercy I find rest&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause You know just how far the east is from the west&lt;br /&gt;From one scarred hand to the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start the day, the war begins&lt;br /&gt;Endless reminding of my sin&lt;br /&gt;And time and time again&lt;br /&gt;Your truth is drowned out by the storm I’m in&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel like I’m just one mistake away&lt;br /&gt;from You leaving me this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know You’ve washed me white&lt;br /&gt;Turn my darkness into life&lt;br /&gt;I need Your peace to get me through&lt;br /&gt;To get me through this night&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live by what I feel&lt;br /&gt;About the truth Your word reveals&lt;br /&gt;I’m not holding on to You&lt;br /&gt;But You’re holding on to me&lt;br /&gt;You’re holding on to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-9218226285667612233?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/9218226285667612233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=9218226285667612233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9218226285667612233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9218226285667612233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/03/east-to-west.html' title='East to West.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8214772510524598249</id><published>2008-03-02T12:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:01:29.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found a place..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; ... caught in open arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life's embrace ends in broken heart.                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;             Here i will stand for all my days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;                                                      Drawing close to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Drawing close to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8214772510524598249?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8214772510524598249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8214772510524598249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8214772510524598249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8214772510524598249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-found-place.html' title='I found a place..'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-1865328819727735610</id><published>2008-02-18T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:37:54.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>The Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've tried more of me&lt;br /&gt;And i've come up dry&lt;br /&gt;Trading You for things&lt;br /&gt;Things that go away&lt;br /&gt;My happiness is found in less&lt;br /&gt;Of me and more of You&lt;br /&gt;My happiness is found in less&lt;br /&gt;Of me and more of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the answer is&lt;br /&gt;To love You and be loved by You alone&lt;br /&gt;Alright! alright! alright!&lt;br /&gt;You crucify me and the world to me&lt;br /&gt;And i will only boast in You&lt;br /&gt;Alright! alright! alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so satisfied&lt;br /&gt;At the thought of You&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in me&lt;br /&gt;Covering everything&lt;br /&gt;My happiness is found in less&lt;br /&gt;Of me and more of You&lt;br /&gt;My happiness is found in less&lt;br /&gt;Of me and more of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are, You are (loved by me)&lt;br /&gt;You are, You are (You're loved by me)&lt;br /&gt;You are, You are (You're loved by me)&lt;br /&gt;You are, You are, You are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-1865328819727735610?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/1865328819727735610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=1865328819727735610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1865328819727735610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1865328819727735610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/02/answer.html' title='The Answer'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-1625431174372316674</id><published>2008-02-13T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T01:56:51.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>My guardian.</title><content type='html'>When i needed a cut,&lt;br /&gt;you took the blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i couldn't walk,&lt;br /&gt;you made sure i could walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i fell,&lt;br /&gt;you held me up from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me what was pain.&lt;br /&gt;And told me that suffering was part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have left,&lt;br /&gt;i will take my fight to the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be with me.&lt;br /&gt;Like you are with Him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Forever. Sealed in blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-1625431174372316674?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/1625431174372316674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=1625431174372316674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1625431174372316674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1625431174372316674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-guardian.html' title='My guardian.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4381169202789881546</id><published>2008-02-11T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:42:41.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>I want to fall in love with you again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And so, he went to have lunch at a Japanese fast food chain. He bought his meal, sat down and quickly tucked in after a short prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;After a short while, a little girl appeared. She climbed on an adjacent chair and looked at him inquisitively, as if she was unsure if he was a threat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;He turned and saw her standing with the wall as a support, she looked just about 2 years old or even younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;He thought to himself "Sometimes it takes small steps, to finally be warm from the inside out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;He smiled at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The little girl then returned a sweet and beautiful smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"It was worthwhile" he thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;It was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a slow day, but i guess i spent it quite alright. But still i need to do more productive things. I don't want to waste my days away. I had lunch alone at Yoshinoya, continued packing my room(since last year) and trained with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered, even the most evil of all people started out as cute babies. Small little life forms with small hands and small feet. I am sure, such cute things weren't meant for things that are destructive. What went wrong? It led me to think, we were meant for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our lives are just vicious cycles. Work, play, rest. Thats all? And all the unnecessary suffering? I tell myself a lot "There must be more than this"&lt;br /&gt;If not, what for. I am not satisfied,  its not enough. I believe that when life finally ends on earth it is meant to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till i meet my maker, i want to store my treasures in heaven and anticipate that day where i find true peace that earth cannot provide. A peace that will never be disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;We were made for more, trust me. Life isn't just like that. There is more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More in Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4381169202789881546?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4381169202789881546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4381169202789881546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4381169202789881546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4381169202789881546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-want-to-fall-in-love-with-you-again.html' title='I want to fall in love with you again.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3191320019201433251</id><published>2008-02-06T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:36:01.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too beautiful.</title><content type='html'>Maybe someday,&lt;br /&gt;after i get picked up.&lt;br /&gt;And dusted.&lt;br /&gt;With perpendicular lines on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take your hand and we'll walk together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Like an E to an A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3191320019201433251?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3191320019201433251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3191320019201433251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3191320019201433251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3191320019201433251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/02/too-beautiful.html' title='Too beautiful.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-1353158780643162388</id><published>2008-02-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:24:05.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some comfort.</title><content type='html'>One of the things i prayed that would happen in the year 2007 was that my grandmother(mother's side) would accept Christ. She did, praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;She attends the same church as my family. Sadly, she's slightly senile now and tends to be forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's staying at my place for now and i spoke to her today. What she shared with me was comforting. I cannot really speak hokkien but i managed to understand what she said and I thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;She told me, that she saw my Dad sitting cross-legged in heaven filled with joy. She told my Dad that i cry over his departure.(I didn't mention or tell her anything) Then she said my Dad told me not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most would deem my grandmother completely senile and i personally don't think anyone can speak to people who are no longer on earth vice versa.(Or that God would allow) But i felt, somehow God gave her a message. It may not be the fact that she really saw my Dad but God had put a message into her. So that it could come to me or maybe to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it meant something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can use anyone for His good work, even my grandmother who is slightly senile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-1353158780643162388?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/1353158780643162388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=1353158780643162388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1353158780643162388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1353158780643162388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-comfort.html' title='Some comfort.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4011072314115549030</id><published>2008-02-01T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:16:02.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Run and don't look back.</title><content type='html'>"Splash.. splash.. Splash.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every stride created a temporal cavity in the puddles below. All i could hear was the rain drops on me and everywhere else. And the sound of the thunder at every 3 seconds. It was close to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My windbreaker failed me, it didn't stop water like it did the last time. I felt the rain drops hitting my face and dripping down my fringe. I was soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good to run in a thunderstorm. It was different from riding my bicycle in a thunderstorm.&lt;br /&gt;As i walked down the corridors home. I saw a shadow at the corner of my eye and i turned back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said. "In the name of Jesus leave me." Then i walked without turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum received me at door " Fun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4011072314115549030?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4011072314115549030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4011072314115549030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4011072314115549030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4011072314115549030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/02/run-and-dont-look-back.html' title='Run and don&apos;t look back.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4084331081597130830</id><published>2008-02-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:05:43.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>I played with water guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fought with my friends. (Friendly spars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolled in the fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bible study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a meaningful talk with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played in playgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fought again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a kid again. I had a fun day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4084331081597130830?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4084331081597130830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4084331081597130830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4084331081597130830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4084331081597130830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-9195832779826513506</id><published>2008-01-28T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:41:40.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message'/><title type='text'>RAWAR</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Looking for a hidden message?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You fool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not everything is what it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Or that complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Perhaps. This is the message ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-9195832779826513506?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/9195832779826513506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=9195832779826513506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9195832779826513506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9195832779826513506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/rawar.html' title='RAWAR'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4520672220065763860</id><published>2008-01-28T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T16:41:33.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Broke.</title><content type='html'>At the brink of destruction, one finds resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need 5 pieces to complete my puzzle, i only have 1.&lt;br /&gt;Well done, cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am stupidly smart or smartly stupid. Stupidly smart, i take this one.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't really belong. Look at what they have done to this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a fish out of water.&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so sad, we all have to die. At least once ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4520672220065763860?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4520672220065763860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4520672220065763860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4520672220065763860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4520672220065763860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/broke.html' title='Broke.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-6849206134372647677</id><published>2008-01-24T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:36:13.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GCE 'O' Level results.</title><content type='html'>First, i want to thank God for my results and for what He has done. And the fact that i didn't get run down by a car/truck/bus/motor/kick scooter after getting my results. Though it wouldn't really be that sad. At least for me. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone. In case your wondering, i am not going to put my results out here. The closest idea you would get about my results would be that it was at least 20 points lesser than my prelims. No, i am not being upset about my results, though it is not what i have expected.( In good and bad ways) Anyways, don't ask me about my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a bad day. Well, we all do. Its time for mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling quite perplexed by my results, i decided to go for a bike ride to seletar dam. A place where i have only been once a few years back. I was contemplating whether to bring the street directory. At first i put it in my bag, then i changed by mind and took it out.(What was i thinking) Well, i thought my back was kind of strained the night before and decided not to put pressure on it.(Oh, no wonder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the long story short, my seat broke off at 1/4 of the journey and i lost my cyclometer($30) and my tail lights($20?). Oh and i got lost, i think i travelled about 20+ km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad day thanks to the back breaking effect of cycling without a seat(keeping in mind my back hurts), the hilly terrain near seletar(my back still hurts), the many cars and trucks that almost killed me, the dog that tried to take a bite at my left thigh, the fact that i intended to relax and most importantly i didn't make it to seletar dam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am fine. Since, i didn't crash my bike or anything. (Just some invisible thing ate my bike parts slowly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to ask me about my results.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to those who did well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-6849206134372647677?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/6849206134372647677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=6849206134372647677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6849206134372647677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6849206134372647677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/gce-o-level-results.html' title='GCE &apos;O&apos; Level results.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-6433456072542760408</id><published>2008-01-24T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T01:31:15.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Underoath.</title><content type='html'>I made that pledge.&lt;br /&gt;I know better.&lt;br /&gt;Than to say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the end of it,&lt;br /&gt;it will never be.&lt;br /&gt;Until the last drop of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Every ounce of it,&lt;br /&gt;will scream your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am conscious now.&lt;br /&gt;I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not over.&lt;br /&gt;Fight for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-6433456072542760408?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/6433456072542760408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=6433456072542760408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6433456072542760408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6433456072542760408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/underoath.html' title='Underoath.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3491164262539182049</id><published>2008-01-24T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T01:22:49.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Regarding tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>I actually lost track of a lot of things, one of them is time. I was one day behind, i almost didn't go to school to collect my O level results. As I thought it was a Tuesday, i guess i'm wrong. (Thanks friends for reminding me) Now, i am quite pensive about my results. Not worried or nervous by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about the different outcomes after receiving my results. Not the cliche will i cry or will i laugh outcome. Or if i would still praise God? I guess i would, looking back that i sang praises to God in tears over the demise of my father. I am wondering about my destiny, i use destiny and not future because i think there is more in life then just a future. And i believe i have a destiny to live out. We all have, but its still a choice whether we want to follow or not. I think its the  idea that most people have, that O levels would determine a big part of your life. That if you fail, you might be done for. I refuse to think like that and i refuse to conform. If my God says He  has a destiny for me, a plan for me and that i will prosper then i would believe in it and put my life at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A challenge to all those who believe in Jesus. No matter what happens, be able to praise Him and ultimately trust in Him. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And also to be able to forsake the things which are considered greater in the eyes of the world. What is right is not right at the wrong time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Above all, seek the will of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 5:15&lt;br /&gt;Instead, you ought to say, "If it is the Lord's will, we will live and do this or that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;All the best for those taking their results tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3491164262539182049?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3491164262539182049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3491164262539182049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3491164262539182049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3491164262539182049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/regarding-tomorrow.html' title='Regarding tomorrow.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-699844160898511582</id><published>2008-01-22T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:28:01.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results.</title><content type='html'>Wanted to blog about some stuff but i just couldn't complete it properly. Well, so i decided to just blog about what has happened lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i brought my dog to the vet. It was alright, the vet was sweet. And i had great toast nearby. The best toast i ever had(better then yakun, which is not that great anyway), i still want it. But its too far away.&lt;br /&gt;Then i relearned cooking. I helped prepare and cook dinner with my mother. It was a good experience, i think i should learn how to cook more stuff. I prepared the vegetables, pork and fish. Then i fried them all, it tasted like how my mother would cook it. So, i guess its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, not much has happened. Except the rag and bone man coming by, so i sold the broken dvd player and some newspapers to him(made $4). Decided to slip a gospel tract into somewhere into his stuff where he could see. I hope he picks it up and reads it. Well i guess everyday, we can do a little just to share Christ with someone. It doesn't have to be big or anything. Be conscious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now, i will be waiting for the 24th to come and see my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment of truth. Or fact rather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-699844160898511582?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/699844160898511582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=699844160898511582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/699844160898511582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/699844160898511582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/results.html' title='Results.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8635922178963882877</id><published>2008-01-17T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:23:44.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Matchbox 20 - How far we've come</title><content type='html'>I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world,&lt;br /&gt;but its feeling just like every other morning before,   &lt;br /&gt;Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour if that,&lt;br /&gt;and started staring at the passengers who're waving goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe the world is burning to the ground&lt;br /&gt;oh well I guess we're gonna find out&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it turned ten o'clock but I don't really know&lt;br /&gt;then I can't remember caring for an hour or so&lt;br /&gt;started crying and I couldn't stop myself&lt;br /&gt;I started running but there's no where to run to&lt;br /&gt;I sat down on the street, took a look at myself&lt;br /&gt;said where you going man you know the world is headed for hell&lt;br /&gt;say all goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the world is burning to the ground&lt;br /&gt;oh well I guess we're gonna find out&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come (right now)&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend,&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gone gone baby its all gone&lt;br /&gt;there is no one on the corner and there's no one at home&lt;br /&gt;well it was cool cool, it was just all cool&lt;br /&gt;now it's over for me and it's over for you&lt;br /&gt;well its gone gone baby its all gone&lt;br /&gt;there's no one on the corner and there's no one at home&lt;br /&gt;well it was cool cool, it was just all cool&lt;br /&gt;now it's over for me and it's over for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the world is burning to the ground&lt;br /&gt;oh well I guess we're gonna find out&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i guess, we're gonna pretend,&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come, again&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we go&lt;br /&gt;let's see how far we've come......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8635922178963882877?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8635922178963882877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8635922178963882877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8635922178963882877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8635922178963882877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/matchbox-20-how-far-weve-come.html' title='Matchbox 20 - How far we&apos;ve come'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8090112178736482513</id><published>2008-01-09T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:36:47.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Just a carpenter?</title><content type='html'>Most of the time i spent in the week was to recover from my crash. Only till Sunday night did i notice how bad(in normal terms at least) my toes were. There was depression on my big toe, i think some flesh came off. I couldn't really feel my toes, mostly numbness. But its better now and i can walk slightly better instead of limping so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i was sitting on my bed that night and thought about flesh wounds. I asked myself "Do u think u can take a stab from a knife somewhere in your body and still fight like a warrior?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came to me that Jesus the day He was crucified. Mine would be nothing in comparison. So much He has done, i cannot understand. Too good to be true, sometimes so hard to believe. Gods son would go through all that for men. This is what i call true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 6:3&lt;br /&gt;  "Where did this man get these things?" they asked. "What's this wisdom that has been given him, that he even does miracles! &lt;span id="en-NIV-24408" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Isn't this the carpenter?&lt;/span&gt; Isn't this Mary's son and the brother of James, Joseph, Judas and Simon? Aren't his sisters here with us?" And they took offense at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear savior, if all these are true. And yes i do believe in you. Why did you decide to come down to earth. To lead an earthly life, ending it with so much pain? Just to save us, all for love? How can the king of heaven and earth, come down to walk the path of His creation. How Can He choose to go through, the daily duties as a son of earthly parents without a complaint. Working as a carpenter, doing chores and acting as if you weren't the son of God. (well at least on terms of how we think a king should  act)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, and i complain when i have to take out the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for love? A real tough one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to type it out this way anyway. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8090112178736482513?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8090112178736482513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8090112178736482513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8090112178736482513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8090112178736482513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-carpenter.html' title='Just a carpenter?'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7738018068064747500</id><published>2008-01-04T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:15:02.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message'/><title type='text'>About crashing.</title><content type='html'>In life we crash many times. Sometimes small crashes, sometimes big crashes. Sometimes we get out of it unscathed and sometimes we get the worst out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my heart crashed. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, whats important is what you learn from a crash, what are you going to do about it and well, that you live to walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here are some photos of me in the aftermath of an incident earlier in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35V2p8t5aI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KiubqMPGYaA/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35V2p8t5aI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KiubqMPGYaA/s320/DSC00155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151649421220242850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some flesh wounds, i guess it suits the idea of this post.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it wasn't the part that really hurt. It hurt more much higher up. I recall a conversation between Gabriel and Clara(A small girl) during my recent mission trip. Clara was pinching Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Clara: Why doesn't it hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Gabriel: (Pointing at his heart) It is here that can really hurt me. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (I smiled and agreed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, Clara came to pinch me and i said the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that in a corrupted world that we live in, we will encounter many crashes caused by others or our own ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;I think the way one should react to a crash is to get up and do something about it. If your injured, treat it then go home. Yes it would hurt, but u got to pay the price for that crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35bHp8t5dI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JgEq_kPa_kw/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35bHp8t5dI/AAAAAAAAAEk/JgEq_kPa_kw/s200/DSC00157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151655210836157906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35bH58t5eI/AAAAAAAAAEs/978NIhwDcDo/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35bH58t5eI/AAAAAAAAAEs/978NIhwDcDo/s200/DSC00158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151655215131125218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people help you, sometimes people don't. Your friends or family cannot be there for you all the time. This crash there were about 5 passerbys around me when it happened. Well, i guess maybe it was too dark and they couldn't see me skid across the concrete floor or maybe the crickets were too loud and they couldn't hear the metal parts of my bike scratch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i got up from the ground, i just stood there and thought. "Thank God, i can still walk and i am not dead by my own hands." God is something that will always be there, though i can't say that at that point God picked me up and dressed my wounds. But God was there, and it gave me that hope to pick myself up and do something about it. And sometimes people may not understand you but i know that God will. For instance, when i was in the bathroom cleaning my wound, my Mum not knowing that i hurt myself was irritated and complained i was taking too long. And as i came out, she gave me a really irritated look. Being in pain already it felt worse, but i understand my Mum didn't know the situation and i love my mum. But God knows, and that makes a difference. Sometimes, no matter what we say or do can make someone believe in the truth that we know but God does. All that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a comfort to know that no matter what happens and whether if your alone or not God is still there with you and understands you. I believe when we think God is not near is because we have gone too far away from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35iwp8t5fI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Wqg8IuARom8/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35iwp8t5fI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Wqg8IuARom8/s320/DSC00412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151663611792188914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty Feet.&lt;br /&gt;For me, i am still walking my walk of recovery from a crash and there will always be crashes while i am still on earth. And the ignorance, the walk back covered in blood, the dressing of the wound and the misunderstanding, it all hurts. But i know someone who has been through more, knows how i feel and picks me up when i am down.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s thank you for preserving my cyclometer too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7738018068064747500?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7738018068064747500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7738018068064747500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7738018068064747500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7738018068064747500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-crashing.html' title='About crashing.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R35V2p8t5aI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KiubqMPGYaA/s72-c/DSC00155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-9122070826636004706</id><published>2008-01-02T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:34:50.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn.</title><content type='html'>Turn the Guy Fawkes mask upside down&lt;br /&gt;and thats what it will be.&lt;br /&gt;Just for a little while, just let me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking over my head at every moment.&lt;br /&gt;I'm paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That silver lining, looks really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mines just too soft to step on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, stage a sweeny todd for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-9122070826636004706?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/9122070826636004706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=9122070826636004706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9122070826636004706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9122070826636004706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2008/01/turn.html' title='Turn.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-922505282751787782</id><published>2007-12-30T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:25:56.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash at 40.</title><content type='html'>42 or 43 would be more accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crashed into a curb in front of a lamp post and bushes filled with thorns.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the heightened senses(spider senses some might say) i adverted danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God be praised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened as i was returning home and i was on a straight road near my home. A road that i liked to have short sprints. As i took a turn and got onto that particular road i took a look around and noticed there were no cars. So, i was thinking "Hey no cars! Chiong!" Then i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my eye on the cyclometer and it went like, 20, 26, 32, 40, 42, 43. Then the bend came, i turned and realised that i turned too late. In my mind i went "Oh dear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the curb and the bike just flew up from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To save myself, i managed to grab the lamp post right in front of the curb and swung.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i swung. With my left hand oh the handle bar and right hand on the lamp post.&lt;br /&gt;I swung around it and flung my bike to the other side and landed on my feet right beside the lamp post. My first reaction was to see if anyone saw me to avoid embarassment. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The damage, my bike chain came off and a bit of a scratch on my shin. Thank God again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Valuable lesson learned. At high speeds, turn earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R3eqVZ8t5ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gjFbTlB7yJg/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R3eqVZ8t5ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gjFbTlB7yJg/s320/DSC00153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149771983640978834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-922505282751787782?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/922505282751787782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=922505282751787782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/922505282751787782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/922505282751787782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/crash-at-40.html' title='Crash at 40.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R3eqVZ8t5ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gjFbTlB7yJg/s72-c/DSC00153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3034160351698309928</id><published>2007-12-26T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T21:46:36.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>How quickly...</title><content type='html'>As i lay dying - Confined (current song playing on blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night i never came home&lt;br /&gt;wandering souls captured my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;emptiness filled my mind&lt;br /&gt;urgency spoke her lies&lt;br /&gt;in the confines of these grey walls&lt;br /&gt;i watched them move together&lt;br /&gt;taking me places i cannot remember&lt;br /&gt;we have been poured out&lt;br /&gt;into a loveless bride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;How quickly i forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;That this is meaningless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world passing through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;i still chase the wind&lt;br /&gt;what have i learned from yesterday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;How quickly i forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;That this is meaningless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Many times, we do the things that are meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;Or we do things without purpose, making everything we do meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;I use this song to remind myself.&lt;br /&gt;How i often i forget that, and i cause myself to do things without meaning and without purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ecclesiastes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5992619446127782164-3034160351698309928?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3034160351698309928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3034160351698309928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3034160351698309928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3034160351698309928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-quickly.html' title='How quickly...'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-6516547484221932536</id><published>2007-12-26T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:35:22.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Looks like another year of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, i guess Christmas was not as special to me.&lt;br /&gt;Its not the same as before anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is a time to remember the birth of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Where we remember His first coming. While 25th December is not the actual date of His coming,&lt;br /&gt;its a date marked out to remember the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is more than gifts and presents. Its about the gift of salvation, the free gift for the greatest purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coming of a saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering Him and thanking Him for His gift.&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Papa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-6516547484221932536?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/6516547484221932536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=6516547484221932536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6516547484221932536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6516547484221932536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-1667900363970054956</id><published>2007-12-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:09:05.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Hands.</title><content type='html'>Empty hands,&lt;br /&gt;lifted to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He made them&lt;br /&gt;dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of His own transcendent&lt;br /&gt;grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling my heart with&lt;br /&gt;love &amp;amp; praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-1667900363970054956?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/1667900363970054956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=1667900363970054956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1667900363970054956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1667900363970054956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/hands.html' title='Hands.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4624899172572044341</id><published>2007-12-17T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:18:20.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Dishwalla - Every little thing.</title><content type='html'>Let me in&lt;br /&gt;to see you in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;to get me on and all along the tears they come&lt;br /&gt;see all come&lt;br /&gt;I want you to believe in life&lt;br /&gt;but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="25"&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lift me up&lt;br /&gt;just lift me up don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;and let me hold you up before you hit the Ground&lt;br /&gt;see all come&lt;br /&gt;you say your all right&lt;br /&gt;but I get the strangest feeling&lt;br /&gt;that you've gone away- you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;and will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me up&lt;br /&gt;don't give me up tonight&lt;br /&gt;or soon nothing will be right at all&lt;br /&gt;salvation&lt;br /&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4624899172572044341?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4624899172572044341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4624899172572044341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4624899172572044341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4624899172572044341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/dishwalla-every-little-thing.html' title='Dishwalla - Every little thing.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5280953082861038164</id><published>2007-12-17T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T14:28:48.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of thoughts right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that they aren't really sorted out. Too many things happening again. Don't like it affecting my schedules, but still a necessary part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my thoughts now is about the Christian life.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that how many Christians are actually pleasing the right person. Do we please people because we want to make things easier for ourselves? Or make ourselves look good? Or is it the fact we want to please the God who laid His life down for us. The thirst to please something thats not forever or even someone who may not reciprocate your actions in order to make life easier, will soon take its toll on anyone. Keep your eyes fixed on what is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do what is pleasing to God, i did rather be radical and suck up the big eyed stares from people.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there is nothing radical for God if you believe in a God like Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I did rather be politically incorrect just to be biblically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Galatians 1:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I now trying to win the approval of men, or of God? Or am I trying to please men? If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a servant of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Even if you don't believe in Jesus. Think about this fact that, as long as u keep trying to make people happy just to make life better for yourself. Or by your own strength you want to make the world a better place. There will always be people who do not care and the people who make life better for you will someday leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It will never end and whatever that fuels you will someday deplete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Think about it. Don't ever follow anything blindly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5992619446127782164-5280953082861038164?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5280953082861038164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5280953082861038164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5280953082861038164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5280953082861038164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-9081805115091356447</id><published>2007-12-16T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:30:23.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being mean.</title><content type='html'>I just thought my case was interesting. So here i am. Jonk motivated this thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so people can all be mean. Thats because of the little inner monsters we  they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, mine is a little different. As one of my little monsters killed and ate the rest of the little monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It then became king.&lt;br /&gt;King of the little monsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now i would just have to kill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-9081805115091356447?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/9081805115091356447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=9081805115091356447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9081805115091356447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9081805115091356447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/being-mean.html' title='Being mean.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-157988778555549045</id><published>2007-12-14T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:30:55.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today and Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>I hardly blog about my day. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today i woke up and did my usual tawg. Had bananas for breakfast, which i forgot i had later in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro, mum and I went to campus crusade and bought books.&lt;br /&gt;I got a few books for friends. And one for myself.&lt;br /&gt;We went to SKS bookstore for more Christian literature.&lt;br /&gt;Suntec was next, i got my spider-movie poster. Original print. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;I went malaysia with my bro to get his bike fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i drank vodka. Mixed it wrong and my face was flushed but not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;watched warlords with Gabriel after that. Good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats two days. I have a longing like how i longed for something.&lt;br /&gt;The information i write for the sake of informing the uninformed who did not get informed because. Well. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-157988778555549045?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/157988778555549045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=157988778555549045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/157988778555549045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/157988778555549045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-and-yesterday.html' title='Today and Yesterday.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7511833175159652257</id><published>2007-12-13T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:02:15.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Trip 07</title><content type='html'>Give Glory to God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of chaos God has shined through all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things God has accomplished in the trip&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in my life during the trip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Friend made accepted Christ!&lt;br /&gt;2. Met up with last year's friend who accepted Christ and did follow up&lt;br /&gt;3. Learned more about China's situation through a new friend from a house church&lt;br /&gt;4. Made friends with university students sponsored by church&lt;br /&gt;5. Found out something new about myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it was a fruitful trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog stories during the trip soon. For now, thats all u need to know. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to make myself feel better by putting an entry on my trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7511833175159652257?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7511833175159652257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7511833175159652257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7511833175159652257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7511833175159652257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/mission-trip-07.html' title='Mission Trip 07'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-2316078807022117998</id><published>2007-12-11T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:12:23.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home.</title><content type='html'>Im back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a short announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's band Knights Fall is performing tomorrow at orchard Youth Park (The lab)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 December 2007&lt;br /&gt;0830pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.playstoprewind.com/"&gt;More details click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i am home now everybody. I need some time to find peace.&lt;br /&gt;Its been tiring. Ever since O levels ended. Its one thing after another. Finally, i have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels -- &gt; THIMUN -- &gt; Band practices -- &gt; Missions preparation -- &gt; Missions -- &gt; Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO ALL FOR YOUR PRAYERS AND BLESSINGS&lt;br /&gt;AND TO THOSE WHO SENT ME OFF AND RECEIVED ME&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL THANKS TO MARCUS FOR SACRIFICING YOUR BELT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good. See you next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-2316078807022117998?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/2316078807022117998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=2316078807022117998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2316078807022117998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2316078807022117998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/12/home.html' title='Home.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7198927110744841256</id><published>2007-11-28T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:47:42.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving for 12.</title><content type='html'>I'm flying off again. To China once more for a short term missionary trip.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the trip would be fruitful and even more blessed than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone back in Singapore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back at 10 December. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7198927110744841256?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7198927110744841256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7198927110744841256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7198927110744841256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7198927110744841256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/11/leaving-for-12.html' title='Leaving for 12.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5211584633466996971</id><published>2007-11-14T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:16:04.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduating.</title><content type='html'>Graduation is on the 19th November 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more days and it will be the end of another chapter. O levels are over and i don't really feel it. Maybe because it didn't really mean much to me. But it was more of how i went through it. Every time i took the slightest look away from God i fell and allowed the darkness to consume me. With every fall, God comes to pick me up again. I am grateful and i thank Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The O levels are over now, and i do not have plans for next year. Well, i did have a plan but i threw that away. I decided to pray about it, let go and let God. I don't want to just say it, i want to mean it and do it. With my limited understanding, i don't believe i would do well for my O levels. But i do understand that, i gave my best. Its the fact that i know my God is a God who does not measure me by my worldly successes, but the effort i put in and the purpose i do it for that keeps me standing. So, even though i have limited understanding i think God will put me wherever that is best for me. For He knows ahead and knows best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite excited about performing for graduation. My band is called SOS (Search Of Savior).  My bands' line up.&lt;br /&gt;Lewis - Singer&lt;br /&gt;Eugene - Guitarist&lt;br /&gt;Me - Guitarist&lt;br /&gt;Bassist - Wei Kang&lt;br /&gt;Drummer - Dudley&lt;br /&gt;Violinst - Daryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the violinist part is real. We are playing "Everything" by lifehouse and "Iris" by Goo Goo dolls. I think we have practiced quite well and we are ready. Haha. Especially "Iris", to my bandmates "Good job". The best people i ever played music with. Really. I have never enjoyed that much playing music with other people before. A really great experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;I shall end off here. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5211584633466996971?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5211584633466996971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5211584633466996971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5211584633466996971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5211584633466996971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/11/graduating.html' title='Graduating.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5014094944662285777</id><published>2007-11-08T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:12:10.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Hey. I needed that.</title><content type='html'>I need that something.&lt;br /&gt;Only you can give.&lt;br /&gt;Only i can take for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw it in my face,&lt;br /&gt;i wish u would.&lt;br /&gt;Throw it hard,&lt;br /&gt;make it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you did,&lt;br /&gt;but i just didn't feel it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need that something.&lt;br /&gt;Only you can give.&lt;br /&gt;Only you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5014094944662285777?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5014094944662285777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5014094944662285777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5014094944662285777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5014094944662285777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-i-needed-that.html' title='Hey. I needed that.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3711701082526176681</id><published>2007-10-29T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:30:42.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prayer.</title><content type='html'>Fæder ure þu þe eart on heofonum,&lt;br /&gt;Si þin nama gehalgod.&lt;br /&gt;To becume þin rice,&lt;br /&gt;gewurþe ðin willa, on eorðan swa swa on heofonum.&lt;br /&gt;Urne gedæghwamlican hlaf syle us todæg,&lt;br /&gt;and forgyf us ure gyltas, swa swa we forgyfað urum gyltendum.&lt;br /&gt;And ne gelæd þu us on costnunge, ac alys us of yfele. Soþlice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3711701082526176681?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3711701082526176681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3711701082526176681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3711701082526176681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3711701082526176681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/10/prayer.html' title='The Prayer.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7208855667841366649</id><published>2007-10-27T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:08:50.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Safe with you tonight.</title><content type='html'>I'm throwing it all away.&lt;br /&gt;Chuck, chuck&lt;br /&gt;chucking it all aside.&lt;br /&gt;Losing them all,&lt;br /&gt;does it all matter.&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspirations are many.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams even more.&lt;br /&gt;I want to fly so high.&lt;br /&gt;But is it truely flying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hearts of many&lt;br /&gt;plans the course.&lt;br /&gt;But it is He who&lt;br /&gt;determines the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i asked Him,&lt;br /&gt;when will i be free.&lt;br /&gt;He says.&lt;br /&gt;No matter now.&lt;br /&gt;No matter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe with you.&lt;br /&gt;I will be safe with you tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7208855667841366649?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7208855667841366649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7208855667841366649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7208855667841366649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7208855667841366649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/10/safe-with-you-tonight.html' title='Safe with you tonight.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8416896111624812827</id><published>2007-10-23T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T17:45:35.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Look up into the sky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;For they tell tales of an unseen world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Rumours of another world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I ask Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When will I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Be free, He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Said I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Asking Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When will I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Change, He said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No matter now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No matter now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturn has a ring around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You can never see it with your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturn has a ring around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Many moons know this to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You ask Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How can You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Be real, He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Said you'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Knowing Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now He says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rest in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rest in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturn has a ring around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You can never see it with your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturn has a ring around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Many moons know this to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturn has a ring around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But you can never see it with your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturn has a ring around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Many moons know this to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Heaven has a ring around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The angels sing a song over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Heaven has a ring around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If you don't see it, know that it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If you don't see it, know that it's true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Know it believe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Even if you believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Go find it. Don't just stand there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8416896111624812827?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8416896111624812827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8416896111624812827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8416896111624812827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8416896111624812827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/10/look-up-into-sky.html' title='Look up into the sky.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3459715340314137956</id><published>2007-10-20T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:55:29.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy?                                                  Am i?</title><content type='html'>I may or may not have killed someone.&lt;br /&gt;Their deaths become a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Even to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buried under the cornfields?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;I just eat the corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for laughs ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don kill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3459715340314137956?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3459715340314137956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3459715340314137956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3459715340314137956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3459715340314137956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/10/crazy-am-i.html' title='Crazy?                                                  Am i?'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5621401176810309933</id><published>2007-10-19T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:02:36.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign It</title><content type='html'>sign the &lt;a href="http://keep377a.com/"&gt;petition&lt;/a&gt; &lt;----Click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against gay rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a man / woman do the right thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5621401176810309933?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8577107956442408831</id><published>2007-10-07T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:10:04.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>yeah. the real deal.</title><content type='html'>dis the real muzik. dawg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=e782c65a973ef76fd540"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8577107956442408831?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8577107956442408831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-6516543541716141744</id><published>2007-10-03T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:11:02.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>Sad love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://sg.video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=67109&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-6516543541716141744?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/6516543541716141744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=6516543541716141744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6516543541716141744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6516543541716141744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7202369792012422518</id><published>2007-10-02T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:39:37.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Waiting for my real life to begin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="display: inline;" id="vidDescRemain"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Any minute now, my ship is coming in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll keep checking the horizon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll stand on the bow, feel the waves come crashing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Come crashing down down down, on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And you say, be still my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Open up your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let the light shine in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But don't you understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I already have a plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm waiting for my real life to begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I awoke today, suddenly nothing happened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But in my dreams, I slew the dragon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And down this beaten path, and up this cobbled lane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm walking in my old footsteps, once again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And you say, just be here now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Forget about the past, your mask is wearing thin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me throw one more dice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know that I can win &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm waiting for my real life to begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Any minute now, my ship is coming in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'll keep checking the horizon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I'll check my machine, there's sure to be that call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's gonna happen soon, soon, soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's just that times are lean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And you say, be still my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Open up your heart, let the light shine in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't you understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I already have a plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm waiting for my real life to begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Colin Hay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I guess i am waiting at the docks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fighting against the crashing waves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will not turn to back to dry land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Though it may seem safe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but its only for awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will wait for the ship that comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to bring me to eternal safety. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No matter how strong the waves are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7202369792012422518?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7202369792012422518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7202369792012422518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7202369792012422518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7202369792012422518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/10/waiting-for-my-real-life-to-begin.html' title='Waiting for my real life to begin.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-9143191510654413952</id><published>2007-10-02T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:04:05.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of the close of a chapter. ( part 2)</title><content type='html'>Anyway, my intention to write today was because i just realised my final school term is about to end with 3 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in North Vista secondary for 5 years already. More than i should have, well to most people. But i guess to God 5 years was perfect for what He wanted to do and had done.&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike my school, from its system and management to the staff which made it all happen :)&lt;br /&gt;I learnt many things from my school and also in my school. From good things to bad things.&lt;br /&gt;However, in my 5 years i have met many wonderful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not completed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-9143191510654413952?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/9143191510654413952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=9143191510654413952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9143191510654413952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/9143191510654413952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/10/beginning-of-close-of-chapter-part-2.html' title='The beginning of the close of a chapter. ( part 2)'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-8519011776633718616</id><published>2007-10-02T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:05:09.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of the close of a chapter. ( part 1)</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i last wrote about my thoughts and sentiments in proper words.&lt;br /&gt;I guess just posting songs are easy, copy, edit and paste. Ha. I've been caught up with studying, much more than i usually would have. With a stronger purpose to do so, its easier to carry on with things that seem meaningless. Adding Jesus to the equation makes more of sense to me. (strength included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to add, some may think studying would get you a good job and in turn a better future. Then one would say he/she could enjoy life or be able to be filial to their parents for what they have done. But let me put to you, you cannot control everything in your life. I wanted to take care of my Dad when I started earning my own but he had to leave early. So what now, do i give up my purpose to study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if you wanted to enjoy your life with your money you had earn from your nice job. But unfortunately, you contract some terminal illness or get into an accident. In this case, its not a person's choice to give up, if you should think that one can persevere under any circumstances. My point is to place your purpose, your driving force, your source of strength. On something that is permanent, not what is temporal. Think about it. I made my choice in Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-8519011776633718616?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/8519011776633718616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=8519011776633718616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8519011776633718616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/8519011776633718616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/10/beginning-of-close-of-chapter-part-1.html' title='The beginning of the close of a chapter. ( part 1)'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-2009889303419018390</id><published>2007-09-28T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:44:17.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>I just don't think i'll ever get over you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier;" &gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I drink good coffee every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Comes from a place that's far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I'm done, I feel like talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Without you here, there is less to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ch55" href="http://www.ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/c/colin_hay/i_just_dont_think_ill_ever_get_over_you_crd.htm" onclick="return false" onmousemove="'showAcc(" onmouseout="tc('tip') " class="ch"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't want you thinking I'm unhappy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What is closer to the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If I lived till I was 102,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just don't think I'll ever get over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ch59" href="http://www.ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/c/colin_hay/i_just_dont_think_ill_ever_get_over_you_crd.htm" onclick="return false" onmousemove="'showAcc(" onmouseout="tc('tip') " class="ch"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I no longer move to drink strong whiskey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I shook the hand of time and I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just don't think I'll ever get over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ch66" href="http://www.ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/c/colin_hay/i_just_dont_think_ill_ever_get_over_you_crd.htm" onclick="return false" onmousemove="'showAcc(" onmouseout="tc('tip') " class="ch"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your face it dances, it haunts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Laughter still ringing in my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I still find pieces of your presence here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Even...even, after all of these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't want you thinking that i don't get asked to dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cause all I have to say is that I sometimes do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And even though I may soon feel the touch of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just don't think I'll ever get over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ch73" href="http://www.ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/c/colin_hay/i_just_dont_think_ill_ever_get_over_you_crd.htm" onclick="return false" onmousemove="'showAcc(" onmouseout="tc('tip') " class="ch"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If I live til I was 102,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I just don't think I'll ever get over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sweet. I don't know who i'm in love with yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&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/5992619446127782164-2009889303419018390?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/2009889303419018390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=2009889303419018390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2009889303419018390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2009889303419018390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-dont-think-ill-ever-get-over-you.html' title='I just don&apos;t think i&apos;ll ever get over you.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3688689723262987099</id><published>2007-09-22T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:37:33.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Never Walk Alone</title><content type='html'>Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Hiding in then the door way&lt;br /&gt;and then the shadows&lt;br /&gt;any place where danger&lt;br /&gt;waits to kill my time&lt;br /&gt;there is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;one who loves and waits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;seal your fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure as you live and die&lt;br /&gt;Live and die&lt;br /&gt;Live and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel that somethings wrong&lt;br /&gt;Ill shelter you and keep &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; warm&lt;br /&gt;Ill never let you walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I loved you when you still hated me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming and it wont be long&lt;br /&gt;Time to reap what I have sown&lt;br /&gt;Never ever let you walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I know your enemy it &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;once was me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me wrap my arms all around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; suffer&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;trespasses&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will drink your pain away&lt;br /&gt;forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;if you just call out my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; If you just call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call my name&lt;br /&gt;if you just call&lt;br /&gt;feeling desperate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel that somethings wrong&lt;br /&gt;Ill shelter you and keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;Ill &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; let you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I loved you when you still hated me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming and it wont be long&lt;br /&gt;Time to reap what I have sewn&lt;br /&gt;Never ever let you walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I know your enemy it once was me&lt;br /&gt;x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megadeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3688689723262987099?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3688689723262987099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3688689723262987099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3688689723262987099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3688689723262987099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/never-walk-alone.html' title='Never Walk Alone'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5201540397779360354</id><published>2007-09-18T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:06:00.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message'/><title type='text'>Need a doctor?</title><content type='html'>I thought this short conversation with Cherlyn was funny at macdonald's this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Laughing hysterically for no reason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherlyn: Bryan are you ok? Do you need a doctor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya, always. (continued laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess no link to what i am about to share. But yeah, i thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who needs a doctor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Background)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So Jesus was having dinner at Matthew's place. So the tax collectors and the "sinners" came to eat with Jesus and His disciples. The phariseeees(so called religious ppl) came by and asked Jesus's disciples " Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and "sinners" ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Matthew 9:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23392" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;On hearing this, Jesus said, "It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lets' ask ourselves if we are always with the healthy people most of the time and becoming too absorbed ourselves, in our little groups of 'happy' people. Fellowship is good but lets' not forget what we are doing it for and who gave us that privilege. Why enjoy just the fruits but not obey the commandments? Are we sick ourselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lets' go heal the sick like Jesus did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But like doctors we are always exposed to germs, bacteria and viruses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To protect ourselves we must have regular vaccinations&lt;/span&gt;(The word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Keeping ourselves healthy&lt;/span&gt;(by praying) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to have a strong immune system&lt;/span&gt;(with the holy spirit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Always remember that our medical qualifications were not by our own hands but by the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt; of Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;well does anyone think he/she is sick? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Look to Jesus, the ultimate healer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5201540397779360354?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5201540397779360354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5201540397779360354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5201540397779360354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5201540397779360354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/need-doctor.html' title='Need a doctor?'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-7675905737265809685</id><published>2007-09-18T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:31:03.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight'/><title type='text'>International Muay Thai Championship 2007 (photos)</title><content type='html'>Some photos i took with my phone&lt;br /&gt;Poor Quality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru-99_NTd2I/AAAAAAAAACU/BtxgDwN50iU/s1600-h/Fight2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru-99_NTd2I/AAAAAAAAACU/BtxgDwN50iU/s320/Fight2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111512974725707618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the fighters in the ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru-9-fNTd3I/AAAAAAAAACc/A7vJ7BsYqxM/s1600-h/Fight4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru-9-fNTd3I/AAAAAAAAACc/A7vJ7BsYqxM/s320/Fight4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111512983315642226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance together with music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru-9_vNTd5I/AAAAAAAAACs/CfSlavwdTOE/s1600-h/Fight6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru-9_vNTd5I/AAAAAAAAACs/CfSlavwdTOE/s320/Fight6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111513004790478738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighters readying themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru--N_NTd6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/KHT3sYn12yE/s1600-h/Fight7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru--N_NTd6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/KHT3sYn12yE/s320/Fight7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111513249603614626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fierce grapple. Can't remember who.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-7675905737265809685?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/7675905737265809685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=7675905737265809685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7675905737265809685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/7675905737265809685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/international-muay-thai-championship_18.html' title='International Muay Thai Championship 2007 (photos)'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru-99_NTd2I/AAAAAAAAACU/BtxgDwN50iU/s72-c/Fight2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-431473300504077383</id><published>2007-09-17T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:31:15.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight'/><title type='text'>International Muay Thai Championship 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru6MKPNTdwI/AAAAAAAAABk/om8iTRcQvEM/s1600-h/imc07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru6MKPNTdwI/AAAAAAAAABk/om8iTRcQvEM/s320/imc07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111176734621005570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interesting experience last Friday on the 14 of September. I went to a muaythai fight with a real ring and all. Pity my father could not join me but it would be something he would have enjoyed. Since he used to train in martial arts, i supposed he watched enough anyway when he was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 8 fights in total, with fighters from Thailand, Australia, USA, Japan, France and even Singapore. Like a regular boxing match you see on Tv and movies. They do have that emcee that goes "In the red corner,Weighing 70 kilos, standing 1.75m tall.... blah.. blah" I could tell you all the fights but that would be too long, so i shall highlight a few of them  instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russia VS Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This match was a really. Painful one. Their rough statistics were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russia                                       Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 1.85                                Height: 1.72      &lt;br /&gt;Built: Muscular and lean           Built: Thin and lean&lt;br /&gt;Age: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18                                        &lt;/span&gt;Age: 27 Experience: 50 plus fights        Experience: Less than 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, do note that the Russian guy was younger(9 year gap) but he has over 50 fights under his belt, 50 were actually wins and the rest i couldn't remember. The Jap guy looked much weaker and smaller and lesser experience.&lt;br /&gt;The fight started, and the Russian guy fought like he was fighting for mother Russia, which he was. He was vicious, pummeling the poor jap guy and he 18? At one point he pushed the jap guy to the ropes and gave an elbow shot to the top of the jap guys head.&lt;br /&gt;After that point on, the jap guy couldn't fight properly and struggling from getting knocked out.&lt;br /&gt;He was the only fighter of the day that had a count down from the referee.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the Russian guy won, but i observed during the fight he actually held back certain punches. Which made me think, what would happen if he didn't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;(Blue guy) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore(&lt;/span&gt;Red guy)&lt;br /&gt;This was the last and final match. I don't remember the statistics but both fighters had under 3 fight experience. Ok, i label them blue and red guy. I supported blue guy, since red guy had irritating friends behind me cheering for him and jeering for the blue guy. Which i thought was not very nice and very irritating. Since they were quite a large crowd, more of the noisy crowd.&lt;br /&gt;So the fight started, blue guy fought like a true muay thai fighter(not being biased) and red guy just fought like a street brawler, which was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Blue guy fought fiercely with very nice kicks, while red guy could not kick(its muaythai for goodness sake) So red guy just tried to get as close as possible.&lt;br /&gt;And when he was, he would lash out like a mad man with all his punches. But yeah, blue guy nailed more vital hits with his kicks and also punches.&lt;br /&gt;In the end red guy was declared winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;, this infuriated the Australian referee. He came up and took the microphone and said.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know what the judges were thinking, but i felt that this boy(blue) showed more muay thai technique and fought well and this boy(red) just fought fought harder. Both boys fought well but i think this boy(blue) should win"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd cheered in agreement, except the group of idiots behind me jeering. But yeah, it felt good to have justice. HaHa. I was quite stunned by it but it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my Friday night, it was a great experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-431473300504077383?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/431473300504077383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=431473300504077383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/431473300504077383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/431473300504077383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/international-muay-thai-championship.html' title='International Muay Thai Championship 2007'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/Ru6MKPNTdwI/AAAAAAAAABk/om8iTRcQvEM/s72-c/imc07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-2091252177743682015</id><published>2007-09-13T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:31:37.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>When i leave.</title><content type='html'>Don't remember where I was&lt;br /&gt;I realized life was a game&lt;br /&gt;The more seriously I took things&lt;br /&gt;The harder the rules became&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what it'd cost&lt;br /&gt;My life passed before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I found out how little I accomplished&lt;br /&gt;All my plans denied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you read this know my friends&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to stay with you all&lt;br /&gt;Please Smile when you think of me&lt;br /&gt;My body's gone that's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tout le monde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tout les amis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Je vous aime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Je dois partir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the last words&lt;br /&gt;I'll ever speak&lt;br /&gt;Now set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was still alive&lt;br /&gt;I know it would surely break&lt;br /&gt;And my memories left with you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;class id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on is a simple thing&lt;br /&gt;What it leaves behind is hard&lt;br /&gt;You know the sleeping feel no more pain&lt;br /&gt;And the living are scarred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tout le monde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A tout les amis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Je vous aime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Je dois partir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the last words&lt;br /&gt;I'll ever speak&lt;br /&gt;Now set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you read this know my friends&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to stay with you all&lt;br /&gt;Please smile, smile when you think about me&lt;br /&gt;My body's gone that's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tout le monde&lt;br /&gt;A tout les amis&lt;br /&gt;Je vous aime&lt;br /&gt;Je dois partir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the last words&lt;br /&gt;I'll ever speak&lt;br /&gt;Now set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megadeth - A tout Le monde&lt;br /&gt;Slight edit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-2091252177743682015?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/2091252177743682015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=2091252177743682015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2091252177743682015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/2091252177743682015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-leave.html' title='When i leave.'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-212305495638217171</id><published>2007-09-09T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:05:15.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message'/><title type='text'>Wired to Christ Powered to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/RukwMvNTduI/AAAAAAAAABU/a4wmqqOc8OA/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/RukwMvNTduI/AAAAAAAAABU/a4wmqqOc8OA/s320/DSC00047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109668247617369826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the imprints on the shirt i wore out today, when i went to the sengkang community centre to study on my own. I cycled despite my back injury as i didn't want to walk today, i cycled with care.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to be quite productive today, i was filled with joy and peace :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would tell anyone who asked that my 'O' level prelims are kind of messed up, well on my part cause i didn't study much weeks before. Partly because my Dad's sudden passing on tripped my circuits, at least good to  know it wasn't sudden for God. So i couldn't really concentrate or have the mood to study. But somehow God granted me peace, Gods peace. Precious and holy it felt great, i guess most people who bother about their studies would have pressed the panic button by now. I thank God for His peace, with it i know that no matter what happens He has a plan for me. I am always safe in His mighty hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;For i know i have the plans i have for you, " Declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;The amazing&lt;/span&gt; thing that happened today was a prompting from the spirit. I decided to go to a river near my place just to see Gods wonders. Somewhere i go just to feel closer to His presence by being nearer to His Creation. As i was making my way, the sun shone brightly and directly in my face, it was so glaring that i could not look up, on top of that the way there was slightly bumpy anyway, then i decided to return home instead(which also meant that i would injure myself again). But i had a prompting from the spirit to just go ahead and not worry about the bumpy road, the inability to see or the higher chance or getting into more pain. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i did, as i went there were many obstacles in my path(joggers,bumps etc) and with every bump i carefully went over. Oh and remember i could only look down, which means i could only see the concrete my bicycle was on and using only the shadows cast from the surroundings to judge my way. Anyway i couldn't use my hand to cover my face either since i had to be careful with my back. ( Yes crazy and very dangerous) Throughout the journey, i was constantly reminded by myself how stupid i was to do this. I was thinking "Hey buddy(me) you want to injure your back or crash into someone right? For fun right? Stupid ahh?" All that trouble just to get to some river i could go any other day and i have a prelim( pure chemistry) paper tomorrow. Well, i did feel like turning back with all those different reasons in my head. Reasons that tell me there were other things more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Finally, i reached. Ok not too bad, i' m fine. Hmmm... i still have the way back to think about. Alright time to do what i came here for, so i started to look and enjoy the scenery. It was great, but today was different, what was about to happen and the beauty i was about to see was something i didn't get all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;First, i saw a hawk like bird which was most probably rare. Soaring through the skies majestically, i was like "woah" nice, what more could i ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;THEN, from under the bridge i was on, a red coloured beak bird with blue feathers flew right under in front of me. I was like "what?" i have never seen anything like that, its body was different from any other typical bird, it was really beautiful. I bet this bird only a handful of people in Singapore had seen it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I was really amazed by the sight God had put before me, inside me i felt a surge of peace and joy. That moment i could really feel Gods peace and joy He put in me. Its an indescribable feeling, i never felt that relieved and happy before when i'm alone. I could feel God with me and showing me personally the wonders He had made. I wasn't looking at anything intently or desperately searching for something, but it was like God pointing it out to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Well, it wasn't over. I felt told to look down below at the waters, so i just looked. then i thought something had moved really fast. I kept tracing, then i realised it was school of fish?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Ok, Singapores' rivers are not that clean or clear you know. But i was seeing a school of fishin the river darting around, a river from Singapore that has a murky green colour. WHAT is going on? I have never seen a school of fish in the sea much less river.(From Singapore if i may add)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It was really a great time at the river i had spent there, but i had to go. So i bid farewell to the river and left for home, the way was much better since the sun was behind me. I felt so happy that moment and started smiling to myself and realised everyone  i passed was gloomy. Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Today i left with a message. A message from God. That as we go through life so as to finally see our Creator, there will times that are hard. Times where we have no direction like the sun shining in my face, but God will direct us. Times where we might not be at our best condition like my back being injured, but God will compensate for our weaknesses and put me through it safely. Times where there will be obstacles but God will lead us safely through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally when we reach and taste Gods goodness, it will be sweeter that we can ever imagine, more than we will ever expect. Like the things i saw, i thought that it was all i could see but more came instead. Heaven is something we can never fathom while on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Since i have tasted a bit of Gods goodness before, i have to tell others. I am sure believers have tasted of Gods goodness in other ways. We should tell as many people as we can, that Jesus has risen from the grave and paid for our sins with His great love and goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters in Christ, lets fight the good fight and proclaim of Gods goodness.&lt;br /&gt;To one day finally see God face to face.&lt;br /&gt;Those who do not have God in their lives, don't miss out of His goodness. Its free too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/RukwM_NTdvI/AAAAAAAAABc/6ZJgVIncaTE/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/RukwM_NTdvI/AAAAAAAAABc/6ZJgVIncaTE/s320/DSC00049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109668251912337138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spidey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 3: 5 - 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; In all ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-212305495638217171?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/212305495638217171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=212305495638217171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/212305495638217171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/212305495638217171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/wired-to-christ-powered-to-love.html' title='Wired to Christ Powered to Love'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/RukwMvNTduI/AAAAAAAAABU/a4wmqqOc8OA/s72-c/DSC00047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-4552561618669448928</id><published>2007-09-07T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:25:05.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Greatest Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Condemnation falls away&lt;br /&gt;Never more to call on me and I am clean, yes I am clean&lt;br /&gt;The powerful work of you in me&lt;br /&gt;Breaks the chains of guilt and shame and I go free, yes I go free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take them to your cross and leave them there&lt;br /&gt;Captured by this grace I’m free at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the great gift of Your salvation&lt;br /&gt;Working in me, working in me&lt;br /&gt;It is the life giving taste of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness revealed, Your kindness revealed to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;It’s the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;It’s the greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mercy’s pouring down on me, Your mercy’s pouring down on me&lt;br /&gt;And I am clean, I am clean&lt;br /&gt;Your mercy’s pouring down on me, Your mercy’s pouring down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I go free, I go free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-4552561618669448928?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/4552561618669448928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=4552561618669448928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4552561618669448928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/4552561618669448928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/greatest-gift.html' title='Greatest Gift'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-1761952737618441743</id><published>2007-09-07T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:04:49.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='message'/><title type='text'>Deny self &amp; Taking up the cross (D&amp;T)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Luke 9 : 23 - 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then he(Jesus) said to them all: " If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will save it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Recently i have been thinking about "denying oneself"  What is it actually? I had always thought that denying oneself is giving up your life for Christ and going the way He has planned for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But am i really denying myself and taking up my cross daily? Well, i guess in some areas of my life i have not been doing so, i have alot to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what is it to give up your life and going the way He planned it for you? Well, surely we could just take a bullet for Christ, block a mob of people with machetes to save the lives of others. I guess that would be much easier than denying yourself. Though it may still be giving your life up for Jesus in a sense. But wouldn't your life be more useful to God when your still alive able to serve Him on earth? I always thought, how great it would be to be martyr, to be able to give your life for the glory of God(i sound like a terrorist). But now i realised, if i choose to die quick, end it all and call it my service to God; i am but a coward who wants to escape this world of sin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To give your life up to Christ is to live your life in Christ for Him to use you for His glory. It is not easy, but God promises to help us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-1761952737618441743?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/1761952737618441743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=1761952737618441743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1761952737618441743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/1761952737618441743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/deny-self-taking-up-cross-d.html' title='Deny self &amp; Taking up the cross (D&amp;T)'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-6256170891281069127</id><published>2007-09-05T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:46:23.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><title type='text'>Prayer with a step out in faith</title><content type='html'>Its the raining season for sunny Singapore, apparently my class has decided to have an outing&lt;br /&gt;at Sentosa(beach). No idea how such a decision had came about, as always God always has a hand in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting the story short, soon we were at Sentosa. No doubt it was cloudy and going to rain.&lt;br /&gt;So we started playing volley ball and stuff like that. Then it was time for lunch, and it started to drizzle. Causing us to evacuate to the pavilion and have some games there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that my classmate(new believer i shared Christ with), said " I heard if people gathered to pray to ask for the rain to stop, it will stop" That moment in time, i felt encouraged by her words, that a new believer would share with something like that. Especially when before that i was saying things like "Sometimes God allow things(rain even though we pray) to happen because He has a greater will to be done" I did not even have the thought of praying together just to commit it to God at least. (God did say ask and you shall receive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing what she said i decided to take a step out. I went to gather the Christians in my class to pray together. Honestly, to me praying as a group in front of my other classmates could be slightly nerve wrecking. As i suppose i do feel there are people who very critical at Christians and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as the bible says in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Luke 9:26:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;If anyone is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ashamed of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; and my words, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Son of Man will be ashamed of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; when he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;comes in his glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;and in the glory of the Father and of the holy angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So i cannot be ashamed of my faith, we prayed and i arrowed my teacher to close in prayer for us.(Well he was older.. haha) We continued with our activites after that.&lt;br /&gt;Less than 10 minutes after our prayers&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;it stopped! Praise the lord! God indeed showed His sovereign power over everything. There was even a bit of sun, as i did have a bit of a tanned after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day, i hope everyone understood that God holds everything. No one can deny and say He does not exist after seeing what He can do. Like for the outing, why would anyone plan a beach outing in a raining season? You may make the decision but He is still in control.&lt;br /&gt;I hope those who believe in Jesus will not be ashamed of Him but take the step of faith for Him and be bold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who do not believe in Christ, you may not accept it or whatever that is holding you back. God can create miracles and have control over all, but He wants people to make their own conscious decision to accept Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight the good fight my brothers and sisters in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spidey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-6256170891281069127?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/6256170891281069127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=6256170891281069127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6256170891281069127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/6256170891281069127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/prayer-with-step-out-in-faith.html' title='Prayer with a step out in faith'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-3070186785086219397</id><published>2007-09-05T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T14:54:47.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><title type='text'>Action of Love</title><content type='html'>A very touching skit.&lt;br /&gt;BG music : Lifehouse - Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ee73e63418003b47d7d5"&gt;http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ee73e63418003b47d7d5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-3070186785086219397?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/3070186785086219397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=3070186785086219397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3070186785086219397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/3070186785086219397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/action-of-love.html' title='Action of Love'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992619446127782164.post-5440274183178001542</id><published>2007-09-05T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T14:44:31.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First'/><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>So here it is, i have been trying to create a blog for awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;Delayed for close to a year already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always thought that most blogs were useless and a waste of cyber space, only a handful of blogs enrich the minds of others.  Then i decided to create one myself, a blog that would be useful, a blog that could reach out to others and maybe even change lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, my purpose for this blog is that people may see the Christ that is in me.&lt;br /&gt;I know no one is perfect but God uses imperfect people like me to do His beautiful work.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my blog would encourage people that read it and strengthen their faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;And people who do not know Jesus to come to know Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping out in Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spidey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5992619446127782164-5440274183178001542?l=christslove4us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/feeds/5440274183178001542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5992619446127782164&amp;postID=5440274183178001542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5440274183178001542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992619446127782164/posts/default/5440274183178001542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christslove4us.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>BCYX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02871878419808555009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_RFh3jBlfD1w/R5nI3F-UvjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/jpCKYcubzmw/S220/IMG_1417.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
