<?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-793111715346987255</id><updated>2011-10-05T06:38:15.157+08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='salvation'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Games'/><category term='Lesson'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Christian Fellowship'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Essay'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Special days'/><category term='Bible Knowledge'/><category term='Worry'/><category term='visions'/><category term='Education'/><title type='text'>The Next Step</title><subtitle type='html'>I've graduated from secondary school.
Not a boy anymore...Moving on!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5685550175813516918</id><published>2011-01-06T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:24:03.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>This year was hard for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to be Ketua kebersihan, and constantly struggled about my duties foolishly...&lt;br /&gt;No ones scolding me if I'm not doing my work. But I kept feeling guilty. When I wanted to do it, I was afraid of the class' reaction. How stupid. Haiz. I don't understand why I can be so scared of rejection and others' views towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a demerit, and felt super guilty about it... For once I felt like hating the teacher. But I didn't want to as well. Just laughing at myself here LOL. At my 矛盾 statements~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was quite sad with quite a few people leaving us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, and it was SPM. OK, No need to say about that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was just blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown:&lt;br /&gt;This year was a lesson and a preparation class for me.&lt;br /&gt;The future ain't gonna be easy;&lt;br /&gt;I must persever and be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all the friends in Chung Ling! All my family even more!&lt;br /&gt;and God.... who never left me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5685550175813516918?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5685550175813516918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5685550175813516918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5685550175813516918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5685550175813516918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-6509636837806170000</id><published>2010-12-25T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T16:06:28.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas and scribbles</title><content type='html'>Hello. I've been slacking around after SPM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to blog. Opened facebook. And you know what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, this Christmas would be a turning point for many of us: we'll be going from secondary to tertiary studies... and Some ask, "What am I gonna be doing in my life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, wishing all of you MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DON'T TAKE THE 'CHRIST' OUT OF CHRIST-MAS. DON'T SAY X'MAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want most for a gift?&lt;br /&gt;When I think about it... I don't really know.... I've got many things. I feel quite satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need much entertainment stuff. and most of all, I've got Jesus! :D What else would I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Psalmist says [Ps 23:1]: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there's a question that many people keep bugging me with: "What are you gonna do?" [career]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. I don't know. I've always said I wanna do God's will. But what's that? I wanna help others to know Him. In the end, just seek His face, not so much what I'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I'm being quite 矛盾. Ambivalent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know, that With GOD, all things are possible. I've found peace. I'll keep on trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-6509636837806170000?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/6509636837806170000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=6509636837806170000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6509636837806170000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6509636837806170000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-and-scribbles.html' title='Christmas and scribbles'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5026171268093015741</id><published>2010-10-13T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:07:25.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camps</title><content type='html'>Now's the time for registration of camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to stay here for hols. Well, partly coz I wanted to go for this camp xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Youth Camp of BB&lt;/span&gt; =) I don't know why I really wanted to go... It might be my last year after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing last year's to this year's CF camp, it was quite well. And I hope that during this camp, many more BB/GB members will come to know Jesus =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.trac.org.my/aeimages//Image/Youth_Ministry/yq_poster2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 502px; height: 709px;" src="http://www.trac.org.my/aeimages//Image/Youth_Ministry/yq_poster2010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And also... YOUTH QUAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first national youth camp I joined... I think in Form 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that this time, God will truly move in all the campers. I think I'll go for it again this year. But I do hope I've still got time for party, church events and saying goodbyes to my friends. *sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for SPM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5026171268093015741?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5026171268093015741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5026171268093015741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5026171268093015741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5026171268093015741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/10/camps.html' title='Camps'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5969429243442231321</id><published>2010-09-28T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:22:22.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Prayers</title><content type='html'>I looked up for some prayers... and found these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's commonly known now as the serenity prayer... before that it was untitled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;dl  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grant me the serenity;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To accept the things I cannot change;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The courage, to change the things I can;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the wisdom, to know the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Living one day at a time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoying one moment at a time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taking, as He did, this sinful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As it is, not as I would have it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trusting that He will make all things right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I surrender to His Will;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So that I may be reasonably happy in this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And supremely happy with Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forever and ever in the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                   __________Reinhold Niebuhr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;                                                                                                                                                                     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adapted by William Spencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one became well-known after World War II.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    where there is hatred, let me sow love;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    where there is injury, pardon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    where there is doubt, faith;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    where there is despair, hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    where there is darkness, light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    where there is sadness, joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    O divine Master,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    to be understood, as to understand;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    to be loved, as to love;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    for it is in giving that we receive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    Amen.&lt;br /&gt;                             __________&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St Francis of Assisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Let it be true, a real PRAYER to our God ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams! I do need peace from God :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5969429243442231321?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5969429243442231321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5969429243442231321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5969429243442231321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5969429243442231321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/09/beautiful-prayers.html' title='Beautiful Prayers'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5440453564827269563</id><published>2010-08-26T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:57:52.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update lol</title><content type='html'>Haiz, have been sleepy everyday, gotta improve my time management!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been into a few Jazz music - like Oscar Peterson's "You Look Good to Me". :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM: around 89 days left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what pull the socks up? Gotta get rid of my sleepiness dulu hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~ short post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5440453564827269563?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5440453564827269563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5440453564827269563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5440453564827269563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5440453564827269563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/08/update-lol.html' title='update lol'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8155699774476211229</id><published>2010-07-17T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T14:42:41.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><title type='text'>Time to pull up my socks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gooddeedaday.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/socks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 256px;" src="http://gooddeedaday.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/socks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having cell group...&lt;br /&gt;and the WORD was about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your Work Matters to God&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.... I changed it to more like... your STUDIES matter to God for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I been trying hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think not.. My last exam was not a feat at all.. I didn't even study hard. If it was good, it was only by God's mercy it is so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29525"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="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;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29526"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="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; Collosians 3:23-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOUR HEART! YOUR BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teeny and tiny things we do.. do it for the Lord, and give our best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kennethmadden.ie/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/ryan-pulls-up-his-socks-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 234px;" src="http://www.kennethmadden.ie/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/ryan-pulls-up-his-socks-2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, pull the socks up, get ready for the run ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zooming off :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-8155699774476211229?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8155699774476211229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8155699774476211229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8155699774476211229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8155699774476211229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-to-pull-up-my-socks.html' title='Time to pull up my socks!'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8709040423468329948</id><published>2010-06-16T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T15:05:47.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Fellowship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://offelicityinlife.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/feng-mian-2.jpg?w=211&amp;amp;h=300"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 299px;" src="http://offelicityinlife.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/feng-mian-2.jpg?w=211&amp;amp;h=300" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey guys, I just returned from CF CAMP 2010 few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back for like a day, and SERIOUS headache occurred causing  a weird kind of pain around my head, spreading down my face and my spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tell.fll.purdue.edu/JapanProj/FLClipart/Verbs/headache.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 253px;" src="http://tell.fll.purdue.edu/JapanProj/FLClipart/Verbs/headache.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the pain again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too long hours in front of this computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how, but this mechanical device has some sort of power that entices me to touch it, every single day... Come to think of it, nearly 99% of my years i've used the computer. Meaning only around than 1% of the year I don't touch it at all. Even during exams I switch it on to listen to music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the camp, I was SAVED from this bondage! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, naturally, you would ask, "How was the camp?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'd say, "Not bad..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"But, it could've been better..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I sure had some fun there.... with my group 'High Five', we won four prizes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Best Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Best Girl Team Leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. Best Dorm [Dorm leader in our team lol]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Best Drama performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;LOL... I don't know why our group could win the drama.. To me the idea was pretty stupid... But Christopher did a good show of Mr. Bean. And the duo in my team - Christopher and Way Yang made the camp a fun experience for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About the camp theme... It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;PASSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: Holy Combustion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.slowtrav.com/blog/deborah/susie%27s%20candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 289px;" src="http://www.slowtrav.com/blog/deborah/susie%27s%20candle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wonder why we camp committee picked this theme... We made up the second part ourselves... Sounds pretty cool huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had mystery night, where I had to be the Phantom.. haiz, maybe I should have ran more... After the event they said finding me was the easiest xD [It was a manhunt]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, yeah, I had fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But my soul was not satisfied with this camp... I think this time, maybe we made quite a few mistakes as committee.. Throughout the camp, we constantly forgot to pray.. even before the camp... Then the participants are always in cliques..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, there's a lot more... But I'm still glad that it ended well [but I have to say that it was not THAT good]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Passion... what does it mean to you? Wilson, PCC's Youth Pastor/Leader explained to us about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Passion is in your heart; Your heart is where your treasure is; Your treasure is what you want most=your innermost desires....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thus... where is your treasure? You'll need a heart transplant to recover a passion! For our heart is evil~ Don't follow your heart, it's not the right way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about CF camp for now...&lt;br /&gt;It's all back to basics- Accepting Jesus as our Christ and Saviour - Laying our life down for Him- we shall have the passion.. The thing is whether we can maintain the first love we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rocking here and there for quite some time during this Form 5 year. I just don't know what to do....and I'm constantly unsure of many things... I was not firmly grounded on Him, Christ is solid rock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Christian is not easy... When we chose to believe and follow Jesus, we need to lay down our lives, TOTALLY, for HIM ALONE! And it costs a lot! I just can't really get myself to be in total surrender.... But I have forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much He loves me.. How much He sacrificed for me... He has never left me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Remember me O Lord... and Remind me Lord, of all the times you've been with me.....&lt;br /&gt;Your Love O God, is so wonderful... Remind me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4f/Passion-flower-kerala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 295px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4f/Passion-flower-kerala.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5a/Passion_flower_%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 381px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5a/Passion_flower_%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I think Passion flower is the most beautiful flower! Look up how it got it's name...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-8709040423468329948?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8709040423468329948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8709040423468329948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8709040423468329948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8709040423468329948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/06/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-1802509142334038013</id><published>2010-06-08T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:40:13.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Hols</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been wanting a rest from all the sleepy mornings with headaches and neck aches, and backaches, even eye aches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, but I think it's not a big deal... I don't really feel happy at all when I do nothing much except watch anime and read manga in the day.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like time wasted..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna use my holidays to the best~! But the last few times I tried, I failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must TRY... and yes, put my priorities right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is my picture above? It's a passion flower.......&lt;br /&gt;Really unique....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to CF camp -- something I'm looking forward to! Those who missed it, don't miss it next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Melvin isn't feeling well.. Please pray for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-1802509142334038013?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/1802509142334038013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=1802509142334038013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/1802509142334038013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/1802509142334038013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/06/hols.html' title='Hols'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-2489812992214601697</id><published>2010-04-29T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:16:46.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><title type='text'>"I cannot know"</title><content type='html'>A poem by ~ tim ~&lt;br /&gt;Very intersting..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I cannot know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not know."  That statement is true&lt;br /&gt;Of many remarks between me and you.&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot know."  That statement is false.&lt;br /&gt;How can you prove it?  It has no pulse&lt;br /&gt;Of life, it cannot be true&lt;br /&gt;Unless you can show me some clue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; How do you know that you cannot know?&lt;br /&gt;Has some one told you?  Have you seen the show?&lt;br /&gt;Have you read a book about logical thought?&lt;br /&gt;Have you explored the possible and the not? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; What evidence supports the assertion you make?&lt;br /&gt;What thoughts underpin the position you take?&lt;br /&gt;Have you considered all matters?&lt;br /&gt;Have you consumed logic's platters?&lt;br /&gt;Are you omniscient? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Omniscient, oh no, for then you would know&lt;br /&gt;That thing you profess now not to know. &lt;br /&gt;If not omniscient, then I must ask&lt;br /&gt;How do you perform this impossible task&lt;br /&gt;Of knowing so certain that you cannot know? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; And further I ask a question of you&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you can answer and show what is true.&lt;br /&gt;Can others eat of your forbidden tree?&lt;br /&gt;Can they know your impossibility?&lt;br /&gt;Can I know a thought that you can't?&lt;br /&gt;Is knowledge such a selective plant? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Or have you considered that you, yourself, are able&lt;br /&gt;To make knowledge impossible?&lt;br /&gt;Do you refuse to search out the facts&lt;br /&gt;Hiding behind the facade of "I can't"? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Perhaps you prefer a system like flies&lt;br /&gt;Of thoughts fleeing, flying, falling from skies,&lt;br /&gt;Gathering here to feast off this bone&lt;br /&gt;Gathering there to rest on that stone.&lt;br /&gt;One thought is not better, nor is it worse&lt;br /&gt;As long as we're happy and have something to curse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; But a question I ask, within logic's range,&lt;br /&gt;How does your preference, reality change?&lt;br /&gt;How does your choice affect what is right?&lt;br /&gt;How does your liking reduce truth's might? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Unknowns become known.  Truth does prevail.&lt;br /&gt;Often one thought rips open the veil&lt;br /&gt;Exposing to light, what could not be known&lt;br /&gt;Making it clear that the can't can be shown.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; "I cannot know."  But what if God said?&lt;br /&gt;Certainly He knows, unless He is dead&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe He lied to deceive us for fun&lt;br /&gt;But I hardly believe that, we've seen His Son. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Who can contend that Jesus was bad?&lt;br /&gt;Who can contend that the disciples were had?&lt;br /&gt;Who can contend that the books they inscribed&lt;br /&gt;Were filled with the words of that which they lied? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; If you think it is so, then perhaps, just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You should put to the test, the words that you see.&lt;br /&gt;If false, you have gained a delightful discovery&lt;br /&gt;Of fiction and facts, of hormones and history.&lt;br /&gt;You've lost nothing at all by putting to test&lt;br /&gt;The words of this book.  In peace you may rest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; But if true, God speaks to us all.&lt;br /&gt;If true, we must obey His great call.&lt;br /&gt;If true, there's a hell for His foe&lt;br /&gt;And for each one who claims, "I cannot know." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; "I cannot know" is contrary to faith,&lt;br /&gt;Rejecting revelation, the word that God saith.&lt;br /&gt;  Heaven awaits those who believe&lt;br /&gt;And the truth of His Word receive.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; "I cannot know"  A bold statement to me.&lt;br /&gt;How do you know that truth cannot be?&lt;br /&gt;How do you know that God up above&lt;br /&gt;Has not given His Word, His truth, and His love?&lt;br /&gt;"I do not know" that I can believe.&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot know"--you're pulling my sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://truthsaves.org"&gt;http://truthsaves.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-2489812992214601697?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/2489812992214601697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=2489812992214601697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2489812992214601697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2489812992214601697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-cannot-know.html' title='&quot;I cannot know&quot;'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-7525454125275902424</id><published>2010-04-16T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:45:40.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy n tired</title><content type='html'>Been very sleepy and tired in school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had headaches for some time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No updates... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So HOT these days! Where got rainy season? ...&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, thank God for today's rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried doing a centre split.. for not much reason.. and succeeded! No way! Couldn't believe I could do it.. Sense of achievement... lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now training to do some front splits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unlike me :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-7525454125275902424?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/7525454125275902424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=7525454125275902424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7525454125275902424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7525454125275902424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleepy-n-tired.html' title='Sleepy n tired'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-1945776328604712378</id><published>2010-03-29T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:17:59.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A story from: &lt;a href="www.jesussite.com"&gt;www.jesussite.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to encourage her young son's progress on the piano, a mother took her boy to a Paderewski concert. After they were seated, the mother spotted a friend in the audience and walked down the aisle to greet her. Seizing the opportunity to explore the wonders of the concert hall, the little boy rose and eventually explored his way through a door marked "NO ADMITTANCE."&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;When the house lights dimmed and the concert was about to begin, the mother returned to her seat and discovered that the child was missing. Suddenly, the curtains parted and spotlights focused on the impressive Steinway on stage. In horror, the mother saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star."&lt;p&gt;At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly moved to the piano, and whispered in the boy's ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing." Then leaning over, Paderewski reached down with his left hand and began filling in a bass part. Soon his right arm reached around to the other side of the child and he added a running obbligato. Together, the old master and the young novice transformed a frightening situation into a wonderfully creative experience. The audience was mesmerized. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;That's the way it is with our Heavenly Father. What we can accomplish on our own is hardly noteworthy. We try our best, but the results aren't exactly graceful, flowing music. But with the hand of the Master, our life's work truly can be beautiful. Next time you set out to accomplish great feats, listen carefully. You can hear the voice of the Master, whispering in your ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing." Feel His loving arms around you. Know that His strong hands are there helping you turn your feeble attempts into true masterpieces. Remember, God doesn't call the equipped, He equips the called. And He'll always be there to love and guide you on to great things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you're encouraged! No matter how umm..flawed, we are... God can use us to do mighty things!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just lean on Him...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can we just do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-1945776328604712378?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/1945776328604712378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=1945776328604712378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/1945776328604712378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/1945776328604712378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/03/piano-story.html' title='Piano Story'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-1447477366727986960</id><published>2010-03-10T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:59:20.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>End of the tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.joyfultoons.com/toons/studytime_niv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 368px;" src="http://www.joyfultoons.com/toons/studytime_niv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder..&lt;br /&gt;Is it really time to slack off and be lazy?&lt;br /&gt;I should continue to be dilligent in what I do.... That was my resolution.. to study hard this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well - the phrase I always use...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some confession here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do? I'm always in dillemma, fruits of my indecisiveness...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm just so absent minded.. This morning went to class late... Because i went to toilet, then went to find a friend to talk... and i forgot about the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIZ.. And whenever teacher asks me "mana kamu pergi?" For some reason, I am filled with lotsa guilt.. Couldn't focus well in English exam... Thank God it's not too hard to do... But I know I still had a number of wrongs like the 'considerably' or 'considerately' choice of words etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://oneyearbibleimages.com/guilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 356px;" src="http://oneyearbibleimages.com/guilt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One problem i face in my spiritual life.. It's just hard sometimes, to accept true forgiveness from God...It's hard for me to accept how God sees me... and how He loves me so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://oneyearbibleimages.com/know_jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 303px;" src="http://oneyearbibleimages.com/know_jesus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of things.. But it's not like I believe in a lot.. Especially the truths in the Bible...&lt;br /&gt;But I do want to believe.. I want to trust God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can give a lot of advice, since I am also president of my CF.. but I thinkit's time that i realise that's no big deal. I should look at myself as the same as others, not to lift myself higher or expect anything more superior...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sinner. Saved by God's grace. I'm glad about that. Strengthen me Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.joyfultoons.com/toons/zookeeper_niv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 367px;" src="http://www.joyfultoons.com/toons/zookeeper_niv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.joyfultoons.com/toons/courageous_niv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 367px;" src="http://www.joyfultoons.com/toons/courageous_niv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me just listen to Your Word, and trust that You hold everything together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true. 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So why do we doubt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us throw this away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you!&lt;br /&gt;PS: Visit &lt;a href="http://joyfultoons.com/"&gt;Joyful 'toons-Christian Cartoons &lt;/a&gt; for more cartoons! They really inspire and encourage me.. Nice verses embedded in a cartoon xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-1447477366727986960?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/1447477366727986960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=1447477366727986960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/1447477366727986960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/1447477366727986960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-of-tests.html' title='End of the tests'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5993918978976149547</id><published>2010-03-06T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:48:50.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Can't concentrate</title><content type='html'>Tests here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAZY..............&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo.. just don't have the urge...&lt;br /&gt;Bad point about me, always do things with mood xD&lt;br /&gt;My resolution was to study... but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did the passionate me go?&lt;br /&gt;Have I forgotten? Why am I here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I study?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say,"For the glory of God..."&lt;br /&gt;but what am I doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMBIVALENCE................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your best! I'll try xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5993918978976149547?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5993918978976149547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5993918978976149547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5993918978976149547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5993918978976149547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/03/cant-concentrate.html' title='Can&apos;t concentrate'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-9001943702765223874</id><published>2010-02-20T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:59:01.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Real Relax</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's with me these days of Chinese new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up late.. Then I sleep late.. I laze, procrastinate the whole day. Sit in front of the computer doing nothing concrete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH! I feel I've wasted so much time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a draft that I didn't publish during CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to care to continue now xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-9001943702765223874?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/9001943702765223874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=9001943702765223874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/9001943702765223874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/9001943702765223874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/02/real-relax.html' title='Real Relax'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-2752793044928188881</id><published>2010-02-08T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T13:57:52.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>Be careful when crossing the ROAD!&lt;br /&gt;马路如虎口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, was crossing the road to get in the car today and was knocke by a speeding motorcycle with students on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really really thank God I'm still safe and my 'injuries' can be considered very minor, just a cut on my lips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - Lesson: Look at the road properly before you cross it! And when you see speeding vehicles, AVOID! Don't cross when others cross. Look FIRST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I don't develop a phobia of crossing roads :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you... And His grace, be upon us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-2752793044928188881?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/2752793044928188881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=2752793044928188881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2752793044928188881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2752793044928188881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/02/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8008121976833147727</id><published>2010-01-19T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:30:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone..?</title><content type='html'>Hey guys..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've seen the news...&lt;br /&gt;And those Form 5 deceased.. I remember being so fun and playful together. Though I don't really know them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have some regret for Zi Jun... He's been in the same class with me for so long... 3 years... But I don't even know him... I have not even touched his heart.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just before this incident happened, I made up my mind to be a testimony. I thought I have been too quiet.. too afraid of standing up. But right after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They're gone... forever from this earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will their afterlife be? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But I do know the wrong we did will be judged... And I knew that.. yet I did not make it known to them... And now, I cannot help them in any way... Will burning 'hell notes' or praying for them help? But hadn't they lived their lives already?! We can't save the dead.. and neither can they warn us now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus brought us a warning. and He brought us hope in death!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this a warning to us, Christians! The end is near! Judgment is coming!&lt;br /&gt;What if we die today?! Are we prepared? ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians.. Let us stop staying in our comfort zone. This applies to me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bear the truth.. Will we hide it from our friends?&lt;br /&gt;And allow them to experience death without light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought of this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;" class="document lyrics"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="verses"&gt;  Rescue the perishing, care for the dying,&lt;br /&gt;Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave;&lt;br /&gt;Weep o’er the erring one, lift up the fallen,&lt;br /&gt;Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save. &lt;span class="refrain"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Refrain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rescue the perishing, care for the dying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they are slighting Him, still He is waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting the penitent child to receive;&lt;br /&gt;Plead with them earnestly, plead with them gently;&lt;br /&gt;He will forgive if they only believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in the human heart, crushed by the tempter,&lt;br /&gt;Feelings lie buried that grace can restore;&lt;br /&gt;Touched by a loving heart, wakened by kindness,&lt;br /&gt;Chords that were broken will vibrate once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescue the perishing, duty demands it;&lt;br /&gt;Strength for thy labor the Lord will provide;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the narrow way patiently win them;&lt;br /&gt;Tell the poor wand’rer a Savior has died.    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us witness.&lt;br /&gt;God, pour down fire on us, that it consumes us, breaks us... and You mould us Lord... Only You make us whole... Let the fire burn and spread... and our testimony, to be seen by others. In Jesus' name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A modern version, with a new tune for the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gai0v2xLA5I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gai0v2xLA5I&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-8008121976833147727?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8008121976833147727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8008121976833147727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8008121976833147727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8008121976833147727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/01/gone.html' title='Gone..?'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8660218025480398975</id><published>2010-01-04T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:13:48.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Start of SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sakKMsfwais/S0HNQ4GW4jI/AAAAAAAAACM/I2btjQq91mQ/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sakKMsfwais/S0HNQ4GW4jI/AAAAAAAAACM/I2btjQq91mQ/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422841116151439922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it.. It's already school time, and I am now Form 5! For some reason, I feel pressure and umm... aiyo just don't want to leave the Form 4 holidays.. Some more I did not really prepare for this! This means I need to work harder! The problem is, I don't want to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, please, make me wanna. Make me wanna study, wanna start being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;, and face it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School has started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chosen to be cleanliness head thingy in my class, oh well. But I think it's quite good anyways, though I know, I'm always afraid of responsibilties.. Just like me being CF president, I'm afraid I don't meet other's expectations.. or even fulfil my duty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta grow up someday... No use, being all sulky and 'manja' too much.. milk is not enough for me now TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5SA5, I hope I can be a good friend and leader to all of you! I sure hope our friendship will blossom and never fade... even after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless all students, and all the best for this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-8660218025480398975?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8660218025480398975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8660218025480398975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8660218025480398975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8660218025480398975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2010/01/start-of-school.html' title='Start of SCHOOL'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sakKMsfwais/S0HNQ4GW4jI/AAAAAAAAACM/I2btjQq91mQ/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-6910057131056368430</id><published>2009-12-29T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:24:56.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>I have been slacking off on blogging, so I ended up having to do this after the actual day.&lt;br /&gt;and Oops, I double posted in a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I like this song, and will share it to you :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hristmas Isn’t Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;lyrics &amp;amp; song: jimmy &amp;amp; carol owens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Isn’t Christmas&lt;br /&gt;'till it happens in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside you&lt;br /&gt;Is where Christmas really starts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give your heart to Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;you'll discover when you do&lt;br /&gt;That it’s Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Really Christmas for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus brings warmth like a winter fire,&lt;br /&gt;A light like a candle's glow;&lt;br /&gt;He's waiting now to come inside&lt;br /&gt;As He did so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus brings gifts of truth and life&lt;br /&gt;And makes them bloom and grow.&lt;br /&gt;So welcome Him with a song of joy&lt;br /&gt;And when He comes you'll know ..... that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Isn’t Christmas&lt;br /&gt;'till it happens in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside you&lt;br /&gt;Is where Christmas really starts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give your heart to Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;you'll discover when you do&lt;br /&gt;That it’s Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Really Christmas for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could, I would sing it to you... [I can actually, but I'm LAZY! and also shy //_//]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sometime, maybe, I'll play you the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! - it doesn't matter whether it's late or not.... Jesus' birthday isn't really 25th anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we gotta remember why he was born... and what is so great and meaningful about his birth... Why is it even significant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well -- He came to save the world ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless your Christmas. I'll end this post with a nice video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBezK_v_FqY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBezK_v_FqY&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/793111715346987255-6910057131056368430?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/6910057131056368430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=6910057131056368430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6910057131056368430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6910057131056368430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5842756324991875786</id><published>2009-12-29T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:06:38.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Youth camp 09</title><content type='html'>Wondering where I was from the 18th to 21st? [I think not.. no one looks here now anyway TT, except for my faithful friends, especially my bro Dav]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Boys' Brigade's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUTH CAMP '09 : THE RACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wOOH!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know what to say actually.. It was a nice experience, but I don't know... But I'm sure I've got something, and I've grown bigger.. after two camps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being a group Leader has been something. And I know more about leadership. An important thing is that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you must not be too concerned about what others think about you&lt;/span&gt;.. Don't worry about the pressure from what they see of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning that. If I can conquer that, I believe I a big step ahead! Next, I gotta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;learn to be myself&lt;/span&gt; :D I just wonder, why my group members regards me so well... But it should include God's grace too. They gave me a high mark in the evaluation form xp. But maybe it's not what they really think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also given the task of worship leading.. If only we had more practice... But by God's mercy, it went quite OK, just that I get nervous many times and forget to sing the bridge! I especially remember the song 'My Redeemer lives' which i left it out xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I gotta learn from my mistakes. Also from here, I learnt that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we must not be afraid of making mistakes... Just do it! but if it's wrong, gotta 'right' it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as worship leader I actually jumped! well.. maybe I should not do that next time. It's not really my style.. I shouldn't do it just for others ;D I gotta mean it myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sketch, it's pretty hard for me to put my group's name, JOHN and the theme for my sketch, HEROES together. but for some reason, we got third prize! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker was a fun guy. He spoke mainly on the goals in life, achieving it... touched a little on the gospel.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, though there were no such 'fishes' in my group, I do hope one day the love of Jesus Christ may touch their hearts. It was a joy to be with them! And let this be a beginning, to something greater, for the work of the Lord to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you, and thanks a lot, man, to my group members!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5842756324991875786?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5842756324991875786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5842756324991875786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5842756324991875786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5842756324991875786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/12/youth-camp-09.html' title='Youth camp 09'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-6987307590222094528</id><published>2009-12-14T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:22:41.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>YLDP aftermath : I've found myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; - sorry, I'm so lazy to update after so long during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;But the least is I must tell you about this camp, or what I experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YLDP&lt;/span&gt; that I went, was where I started committing myself to God. By then I was actually already in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EPCC&lt;/span&gt;, but I still liked the camps by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TRAC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;methodist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the camp was themed on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;touchdown&lt;/span&gt;, reaching the goal God set for us. In the camp, I did not experience the typical 'touch of God' crying and overfilling of emotion. But I held on to the promise of God, though in my heart I expected more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pearcy.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/daunte-touchdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 419px;" src="http://pearcy.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/daunte-touchdown.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A touchdown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this Internet friend of mine.. He appears as 'B F' in emails. Anyway, It was the last night when he prayed for me. When I went home, at night, I thought for a while. And I shed some tears [well, I was waiting for this moment! I'm so funny :)] ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the tears was because I realized that God had loved me the same, before I knew Him, after I knew Him, when I was immature and when I AM flawed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it through this I.F.'s act, well, it's not big but my eyes was opened to something. In the emails I sent him, I saw how much I wanted approval from others. I sort of admired him, so I wanted him to like me. But he showed love no matter how weird in mails I acted. God loved me no matter how much I heard him! My parents never let me go when I was a bad boy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I know that I'm whole! In God, I am me-- I'm special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need not be good in others' eyes... His view towards me --- is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just an imagery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.phusebox.net/users/photos/mids/1a88426d36f52510e1b5eb9b5e85040f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.phusebox.net/users/photos/mids/1a88426d36f52510e1b5eb9b5e85040f5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm quite lazy now, so I just wrote a portion of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has planned a beautiful picture in me --- All falls together, even my flaws and imperfections... He makes me whole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bluecord.org/biblioblog/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/windowslivewritergodshands-2cgods-hands2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://bluecord.org/biblioblog/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/windowslivewritergodshands-2cgods-hands2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Know this : God has a plan for us, even though it might look so dim and blur now... You might not have any hope now.... But actually there always is. Now, even as Christmas is close - this season of hope - may it light up something in you! He breaks us, and molds us, into better people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' blood that makes us whole... Just receive His sacrifice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-6987307590222094528?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/6987307590222094528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=6987307590222094528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6987307590222094528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6987307590222094528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/12/yldp-aftermath-ive-found-myself.html' title='YLDP aftermath : I&apos;ve found myself'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-7545594157389740089</id><published>2009-10-16T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:24:34.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Chatterbane</title><content type='html'>I seldom post my songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway -- This is one of my very first song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chatterbane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;v1 - Would you wonder&lt;br /&gt;what a blunder&lt;br /&gt;when you chatter&lt;br /&gt;there's not a listener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v2 - Would you ponder&lt;br /&gt;what's embarassment to power&lt;br /&gt;when what matters&lt;br /&gt;is not you, when you chatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Chorus - Chatterbane, that's a chatterbane&lt;br /&gt;Do you wonder 'Is it in vain?'&lt;br /&gt;There's chatterbox but no chatterbane&lt;br /&gt;and you're stuck in so much pain&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, Come out&lt;br /&gt;from the chatterbane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge - When will we never feel awkward&lt;br /&gt;When's the time when there's no&lt;br /&gt;chatterbane, the chatterbane&lt;br /&gt;and we let it all out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bane&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span class="pg"&gt;–noun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a person or thing that ruins or spoils: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Gambling was the bane of his existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a deadly poison (often used in combination, as in the names of poisonous plants): &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;wolfsbane; henbane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;3.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;death; destruction; ruin.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;4.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Obsolete&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;that which causes death or destroys life: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;entrapped and drowned beneath the watery bane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. I didn't really know the word bane then. But I search it up, and it matches perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;Is it really coincidence? I thought chatter bane sounded good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I meant it to be the situation where a conversation is totally awkward.&lt;br /&gt;And voila! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;something that ruins chatters&lt;/span&gt;! The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chatterbane&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you feel just so uncomfortable in a chatterbane?[my own word, don't use it! - not accepted English] I don't like it at all. But I believe when I learn to not care so much about what others think about me, the chatterbane will not be a threat to me anymore ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you! Don't let a chatterbane hold you forever! Get out, and be yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-7545594157389740089?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/7545594157389740089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=7545594157389740089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7545594157389740089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7545594157389740089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-seldom-post-my-songs.html' title='Chatterbane'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-9067803744774411124</id><published>2009-10-08T18:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T18:02:44.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><title type='text'>Ten things God won't ask on that Day</title><content type='html'>今天，我在班里时有人问世界末日会几时发生呢？ 坦白说，我不知道啊。。。有人还说是2010年喔！&lt;br /&gt;圣经里没有提到什么时候，只有劝我们现在趁机准备耶稣回来的那天，也是世界末日。。。&lt;br /&gt;我们要真样做好准备呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这里有十样东西。。。当天上帝不会问你的。 对不起我的华文不太好 xp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfYLKy0gMXA&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfYLKy0gMXA&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And to add in: the most important thing to prepare for death is --&lt;br /&gt;TO ACCEPT JESUS AS YOUR LORD AND SAVIOUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I believe He is the Way, The Truth and the Life!&lt;br /&gt;You won't fear death anymore ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By doing so, you are asking for forgiveness... Sin has to be paid! But Jesus gives this way out ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many say that Jesus was stupid to die for us. He should have enjoyed His life in heaven and destroyed us, better than having a bunch of disobedient creations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that has some truth. But why did Jesus die anyway?&lt;br /&gt;To be with you! To be your friend once again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this: Jesus loves us...&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't accept it, when that day comes, it'll be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask for God's touch upon you ;)&lt;br /&gt;Though I might stumble.. I shall not fall.. I want to believe in my God forever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever.........&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/793111715346987255-9067803744774411124?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/9067803744774411124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=9067803744774411124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/9067803744774411124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/9067803744774411124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/10/ten-things-god-wont-ask-on-that-day.html' title='Ten things God won&apos;t ask on that Day'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-3256950411866687966</id><published>2009-10-05T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T19:40:15.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>French</title><content type='html'>I like French. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;J'aime le français.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lala~ I've been learning French for a few months now, from February until now, October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like this language ;) It has some English in it, and funny grammar, simple yet complicated. Yes it is hard.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C'est difficile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoy learning the new words, though the lesson can tire me out often..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just new so I like it..&lt;br /&gt;But I still enjoy it..&lt;br /&gt;I found some good french songs too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Na0mLJIWX8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Na0mLJIWX8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMDunGVx7uU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMDunGVx7uU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HM8K1uGfxlU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HM8K1uGfxlU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless! Hope you all enjoy the songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-3256950411866687966?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/3256950411866687966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=3256950411866687966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/3256950411866687966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/3256950411866687966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/10/french.html' title='French'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-7122419398445971653</id><published>2009-09-27T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:27:53.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatiku di Harajuku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5nnKcZG95Q/Slkhicg-6II/AAAAAAAAACk/90j9tr8Q4YY/s320/hatiku-di-harajuku.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5nnKcZG95Q/Slkhicg-6II/AAAAAAAAACk/90j9tr8Q4YY/s320/hatiku-di-harajuku.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't particularly like this novel very very much --- but i'm quite satisfied with it..&lt;br /&gt;I spent such a long time to finish this 576-paged novel! Hmm.. But I still felt entertained [not all the time]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;luo suo&lt;/span&gt; , LONG-WINDED novel! The good plot is somewhat spoiled by this...&lt;br /&gt;I won't recommend you to read it, but if you've got the time, and have no other things to read -- go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also promotes Islam... But I'm not against that.. I'm quite glad about the good moral values and devout traits in it.. but if they knew Christ... It would be so much more greater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I cried when I was reading the novel towards the end.. I feel funny xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protagonist who was a bad guy, trying to change to be a good guy etc. and the lover who has vengeance etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. If Islam could really achieve this.. I wonder about Christianity.. Because I believe it's true! A true power, wouldn't it be far greater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all glory goes to God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sick now as I type this. But I'm still glad... not because I'm sick... But I feel tired, and weared out... and I know God wants me to just let him take care of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CF, my studies, myself... my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in His hands ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think you all should know this.. Any day we'll face death.. Are you prepared? Have you thought of your life? Why are you here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the truth.. I believe in it.. It's in Jesus' hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And each day I ask for faith in Him... As I stumble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God blesse you! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-7122419398445971653?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/7122419398445971653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=7122419398445971653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7122419398445971653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7122419398445971653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/09/hatiku-di-harajuku.html' title='Hatiku di Harajuku'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J5nnKcZG95Q/Slkhicg-6II/AAAAAAAAACk/90j9tr8Q4YY/s72-c/hatiku-di-harajuku.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-4802975794628503706</id><published>2009-09-22T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:00:05.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Fellowship'/><title type='text'>Deep thought</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've this burden, this urge to improve my CF..&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;Is this all I can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received comments..&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad... but it's still discouraging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can head towards the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we, the CF will grow. We shall be the light to our school!&lt;br /&gt;We shall shine!&lt;br /&gt;I shall do my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my fears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that why God is here?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't God here to build me up?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't God here to lead me?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't God here to show me the way?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't God here to hold me when I'm weak?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't God here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not doubting His presence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes--- the frightening&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sometimes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I do.&lt;br /&gt;That's the moment when Satan says I'll lose.&lt;br /&gt;That's the time I say, 'I think I'll pass (shining my light)'&lt;br /&gt;That's the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord... I will never leave you...&lt;br /&gt;This is what I say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have I the faith?&lt;br /&gt;Have I the perseverance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O God! I cry out to you! Heed my cry O God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm not that passionate as I sound..&lt;br /&gt;But I do want to have that passion.&lt;br /&gt;That passion to just be a revolutionary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue praying for me, friends...&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm a nice person... but I don't know whether that will last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope it will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-4802975794628503706?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/4802975794628503706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=4802975794628503706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4802975794628503706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4802975794628503706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/09/deep-thought.html' title='Deep thought'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-4711326412597657482</id><published>2009-09-11T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:26:22.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Fellowship'/><title type='text'>CF outing -- journalling</title><content type='html'>Lala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now I'll write a more serious post ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on that fateful morning ---- 22nd August 2009, we set out for&lt;br /&gt;YOUTH PARK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the weather was not soo fine. it was, y'know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fjordstone.com/kidzong/images/raining2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.fjordstone.com/kidzong/images/raining2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RAINING. [cats and dogs as in the picture]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it was heavy, before 7.30am. And when I reached there, Form 1s were already waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAME ON ME TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a bad example indeed. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 13 came, altogether that day :)&lt;br /&gt;Though attendance was not good -- it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really want to thank Shen Hoong, for bringing the Chrysanthenum tea and going back home for tuition.He's one of the best Form 5 CF member! [He's the only one other than Win Shern that comes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited at the canteen before finding a small shelter near the pool. -meanwhile, Pn Poh our teacher came to Youth Park but saw no one coz we were not at the field anymore. TT sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a few icebreakers and sang some songs to praise God. Jeremy led Yesus pokok dan kita cabangnya in a slightly different way - his actions were not nice to look at - it was funny :)&lt;br /&gt;In the picture in the post below, we were actually doing the post of 'cabang'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EnN8zCZntxI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EnN8zCZntxI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to hike up Strwberry hill- but we went to the skating rink anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey- didn't know just playing some Cpatain ball together could be so fun ;) Then we slided on the skating rink xp Aren't we naughty. Using the rounded floors to be slides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well-- So sad i don't have the photos now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had lunch -- That wraps it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-4711326412597657482?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/4711326412597657482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=4711326412597657482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4711326412597657482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4711326412597657482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/09/cf-outing-journalling.html' title='CF outing -- journalling'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-4040836194200798421</id><published>2009-08-02T10:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:07:44.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Fellowship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>CF Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://christianfellowshiponline.webs.com/P1020618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 644px; height: 483px;" src="http://christianfellowshiponline.webs.com/P1020618.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not updating so long. 对不起！Excusez moi, Pardon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think It went well indeed.. but I hope more could have come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first shortest post.... - will post another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-4040836194200798421?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/4040836194200798421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=4040836194200798421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4040836194200798421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4040836194200798421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/08/cf-outing.html' title='CF Outing'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-2427496554817596888</id><published>2009-07-13T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:24:49.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess Revo, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="www.urtherevolution.com"&gt;www.urtherevolution.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the page. It tells you about the programme we are doing to impact our school;)&lt;br /&gt;Actually I think it's what every Christian should do, just that it has a name given to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And - SORRY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think from now on I'll do my best to update once a month..[do I even do that?] or twice a week?&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to be committed in this :D So come visit my blog, just once a month! At least visit :D ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't visit it doesn't matter thought... but it's still nice right? -_-&lt;br /&gt;swt...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our recees revo team now plans to buy drinks and clean the canteen..&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wonder, is it really wise to 'chia' people? Many people are taking things for granted now... Is it really worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I now that cleaning the canteen will be a good testimony. We seek to be a good example ;)&lt;br /&gt;But when we 'belanja', some people might think we are some rich guys who just want to 'tan-tan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us Christians in Chung Ling. I really hope we can make a difference...&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm a candidate for my CF's president.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me OK? ;)&lt;br /&gt;I want to serve my school well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-2427496554817596888?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/2427496554817596888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=2427496554817596888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2427496554817596888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2427496554817596888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/07/recess-revo-anyone.html' title='Recess Revo, anyone?'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-7880867986677951615</id><published>2009-06-22T18:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:51:41.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Aiyo, sorry ya, I really didn't update for too long xp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed a lot of fun things I should have posted.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll just tell you briefly what they are :-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;United Christian Fellowship Camp during the hols by Scripture Union, PFS @ Stella Maris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rocks so much! I enjoyed it, and what we all learnt was invaluable. Among them are doing quiet time, sharing the gospel, and running the race of life. What should we constantly remember as a Christian? 1. Stay in the race. 2. Stay in God's word. 3. Stay close to God [Through prayer and quiet time] 4. Stay away from sin. [How? Confess and repent!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eXrAORGQvc/SiptuUacwJI/AAAAAAAAATU/cDPKqQNrbcA/s400/4517_1147228329779_1499679125_388142_955881_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eXrAORGQvc/SiptuUacwJI/AAAAAAAAATU/cDPKqQNrbcA/s400/4517_1147228329779_1499679125_388142_955881_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cameron Highlands trip with parents (only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Back to a deserted house, did some cleaning ;) And Sunday at the Calvary Church was great. The singing was not that good, but the worship was good. What I mean is eventhough the voices and music did not sound very 'quality', but I knew that God was still pleased with simple acts of worship and praise. The pastor was a humble and sincere guy, and focuses on God's word. That is a very good and must-have for all Christians. We learnt about the Holy Spirit , which [or who?] Jesus promised was to come after he was glorified. And the Holy Spirit guides us all Christians, and is only present in us, saints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genting Holiday until right before school day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was mostly play, play, play... and eat, eat, eat... But on Sunday, we had our own family worship and sharing. There I just felt that I needed to share with my family about some things that I had not the boldness to tell them. But thay accepted it well. I'm glad God gave me such good parents...[not that I'm always happy with them... but I try to xp]&lt;/span&gt; This secret... I shall share it with you... when the time's right. I have not much guts now. Pray for me ;) From this sharing, I was sure a bondage was broken, and the barrier was broken too, between me and my parents :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moi RESULTATS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lazy to talk about this lar :D Ok ok lor. No fail this time. and My Mandarin improved! Give me five! By God's grace, I was able to pass my subjects that I did not study well, like Sejarah. Oh well. Many call this luck... But I don't feel right when I say lucky.. So whatever things that goes well. It is by God's grace that He allowed it to happen. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Funny how we always blame God for bad things [Oh my God! Why did God allow this?! Why is there Tsunami? etc.] but seldom we hear people thank God and praise Him when they get good things. They either praise themselves, say they are lucky or just take it for granted. Not even gratitude to Friends. What more to God who governs over all, and created us? :D Hope we learn to just know how merciful God has been with us, morever, always remembering the great act of sacrifice He did for us on the cross, where He came down just to be tortured by the ones He loved, and wanted to save. Always thank God for that ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Umm, Korean Praise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was surely a enjoyable experience singing praises with such beautiful music. God guide all who were present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for one imprtant thing.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHERS' DAY TO ALL FATHERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My church had a great service at City Bayview :D&lt;br /&gt;Dads, future-dads, or men!&lt;br /&gt;Listen up, we need to set our priorities right to be a good dad. God must be first. Family is very important. Spend time with family, emotionally and spiritually too, not only physically. Hope dads will spend more time with family;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me too.[Unless I was not meant to be a dad. :) Heyy, not cannot have children la, I mean not married xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a touching video of father who helped his son do sports... While his son did nothing at all. His love is so great, like our father in heaven, even greater than this! Song by MercyMe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUQeUsqQuVc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUQeUsqQuVc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nice video. By Matt Redman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrHl4cjhyFE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UrHl4cjhyFE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-7880867986677951615?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/7880867986677951615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=7880867986677951615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7880867986677951615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7880867986677951615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/06/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eXrAORGQvc/SiptuUacwJI/AAAAAAAAATU/cDPKqQNrbcA/s72-c/4517_1147228329779_1499679125_388142_955881_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8137834087004272385</id><published>2009-06-01T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:23:10.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>smile,</title><content type='html'>Many write what they are going to do during the holidays. Think I'll skip that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to thank everyone... and Thank all teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my old cards.... and saw my primary school friends... how I miss them. I remember us being brothers and sisters to each other... so pure, and closely-knitted. Now, I have grown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sigh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moh Ghee [friends]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never forgotten you&lt;br /&gt;The memories I kept in me&lt;br /&gt;And I knew that one day&lt;br /&gt;we would be separated&lt;br /&gt;each following our own way&lt;br /&gt;and it was not dated&lt;br /&gt;when our bonds would die away&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, my friends&lt;br /&gt;the love we shared,the tricks we played&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we could meet again&lt;br /&gt;with hearts aflame as before&lt;br /&gt;but that wish will not happen&lt;br /&gt;because I did not take the trouble&lt;br /&gt;to smile and say hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... treasure whatever relationships now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to smile. continue next time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-8137834087004272385?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8137834087004272385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8137834087004272385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8137834087004272385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8137834087004272385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/06/smile.html' title='smile,'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8076635039672131237</id><published>2009-05-10T13:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:09:08.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special days'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QitzqXZq6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3QitzqXZq6w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really a great video of what a mom says..[nagggss..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry, I don't know how to upload it properly onto my post. Please teach me someone, how to upload youtube videos :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Yi Joo for teaching me! Oh well, the first video I posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as it's mother's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(58, 81, 90);font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(58, 81, 90);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(58, 81, 90);font-family:Comic Sans MS;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank the        Lord&lt;br /&gt;For a Mother such as you&lt;br /&gt;You were there throughout the        years&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I went through&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to say that I&lt;br /&gt;Love        you so very much&lt;br /&gt;And am praying that the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Will shower you in        love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(58, 81, 90);font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(58, 81, 90);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(58, 81, 90);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;big&gt;©&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; By M.S.Lowndes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mum is really a special one... I know she always gets on my nerves, especially when it comes to housework. but we all know that it's for our good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. God blessed us with great moms. So thank the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-8076635039672131237?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8076635039672131237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8076635039672131237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8076635039672131237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8076635039672131237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5499485481184895003</id><published>2009-03-28T13:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:40:29.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Winning - Losing - Surrender?</title><content type='html'>I realised that us humans, with our fallen nature are bound to be 'kiasu', proud and selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.debashishsamal.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/selfishness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 411px;" src="http://www.debashishsamal.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/selfishness.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got 37 for Mandarin.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny right... no guy would say that. Makes one's ego go away, or whatever..&lt;br /&gt;Even a baby thinks like the picture above.... People, are after all selfish. There is some motive. But you know what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God can change people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not disappointed with my marks.&lt;br /&gt;I am more disappointed with myself. Anyway, I have come to the stage where I realise Winning/Losing is not so much of the point :) --- Even though my marks was lower than others, having marks higher than others is not that good either. Think about it.... I got 37, and if I were the highest --- Others have LOWER marks! Is it better for my friends to get better marks than me or I getting highest? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just me, but I shall do my best. and if others can do better --- that's good! If only me is always the best... Aiyoh, let people win me, which is good, means our standard higher worh! Better, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;[Here, here, I'm not saying we should not be higher than others, ok? I deserve scolding because I did so badly TT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Maybe you just think I'm crapping ... anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to the battle of life.... What would be the goal? Losing, must surely not be the answer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we say 'lose one's life', it means die... Yet here I mean, losing the 'game' of life. Not the game, the real game, literally, but this LIFE, we are living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sorry, I didn't post so long, just thought of apologising, because I've lost the blogging passion...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you win IN your life, it might be success, happiness.... conquering over anything...But when you win, this life... It will be different...&lt;br /&gt;[I suppose many don't get me, because I'm not using good vocabulary xp.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to win, this life? I don't mean win someone or something here... I just mean like, live it fully, live it wholly, fulfilling the very purpose and able to say '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mission accomplished&lt;/span&gt;' once you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ought to be thought in depth, no matter you are a boy or a girl, a Christian or not etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would the point be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23699" class="versenum" value="26"&gt;'26&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul?'Matthew 16:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK!&lt;br /&gt;MEDITATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing this for? Studying? Eating? Being alive at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) Epic and passionate eh [aisheh 8)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would your answer be..? Feel free to comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or there is no answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is no answer... then why not just die, and let go of this life full of suffering?&lt;br /&gt;Buddha taught people about dukka, that life is sufferring....&lt;br /&gt;[How did I drift away from my title? oh well xp. I'm not encouraging you to go and die, if you thought so, loof! jk]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://oneyearbibleimages.com/jesus_truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 336px;" src="http://oneyearbibleimages.com/jesus_truth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'6Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-26665" class="versenum" value="7"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you really knew me, you would know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him."'John 14:6,7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to live a full life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only one answer, which is true. For me, and for you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you wouldn't accept. That's fine with me.. But... do you know what you could be missing? The main point for our whole existence? You might have doubts... Yes, that I have before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. Jesus. Came to earth. died on the cross. paid the price for our sins. even went to hell 3 days. ROSE again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he did is too great. [] Oh, this is Easter story. oh well. I'm wordy after all]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all come to know this great God that faithfully waits on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I put surrender? Because... you will need to surrender to God. One day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God has control over all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-18210" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;'16&lt;/sup&gt; You turn things upside down,&lt;br /&gt;     as if the potter were thought to be like the clay!&lt;br /&gt;     Shall what is formed say to him who formed it,&lt;br /&gt;     "He did not make me"?&lt;br /&gt;     Can the pot say of the potter,&lt;br /&gt;     "He knows nothing"?' Isaiah 29:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether we believe or not, the truth is there. God made us. We sinned. Judgement is coming.&lt;br /&gt;We will be judged according to what we did. No one will be given a chance, because God is a just God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. He gave His son! His only son, to cleanse you from sin. Will you accept him? Will you surrender and say, "I can't do this without you."? Will you believe that God has something for you, but only if you allow Him to work in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you. Life is all about surrender. You might not like the word, but it is so. You surrender to your feelings, your pride, your boss, your friends.... You surrender to Satan, to evil, to lust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you surrender to God.... You know what? He takes care of you. Jesus is not about religion. It's about Him. Having a relationship, with him, and him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rlv.zcache.com/christian_relationship_not_religion_bumper_sticker-p128881403714693596trl0_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/christian_relationship_not_religion_bumper_sticker-p128881403714693596trl0_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Accept Him now... God guide you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can look up these few websites if you want clearer explanations about Jesus or have questions about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whoisjesus-really.com/"&gt;http://www.whoisjesus-really.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccci.org/wij/index.aspx"&gt;How to know God personally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesuschrist.com/"&gt;http://www.jesuschrist.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wvlightning.com/articles/why.shtml"&gt;http://www.wvlightning.com/articles/why.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allaboutjesuschrist.org/"&gt;http://www.allaboutjesuschrist.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotquestions.org/"&gt;http://www.gotquestions.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God guide you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5499485481184895003?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5499485481184895003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5499485481184895003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5499485481184895003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5499485481184895003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/03/winning-losing-surrender.html' title='Winning - Losing - Surrender?'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-4162719440178169150</id><published>2009-03-18T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:07:32.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Failure - a NEED in life</title><content type='html'>Failure ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest fears people face. The greatest disappointment. We face it, the greatest people face it, even geniuses get it. But.... why do I put it as a NEED in life? Because... we NEED to face it.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT ISN'T FUN. IT HITS YOU HARD ON THE FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I felt it. The disappointment, that made me remember... what a lousy person I am. Failure, is then a necessity in life. The truth just pokes through my heart.. that I can never live a good life...if I don't go through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bradley.chattablogs.com/failure.jpg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 490px;" src="http://bradley.chattablogs.com/failure.jpg.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what happened during my exam last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to have my Mandarin exam on Thursday. Before it, I had around an hour and a half to do some last-minute study. Thank God for that. But seems like this time the exam would not let me off so easily, compared to the last times... I could do the objectives without studying... but now what I have is only me. I did not study. I didn't know how to do the 'wen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yan&lt;/span&gt; wen'[old mandarin] and '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ju&lt;/span&gt;' [famous quotes]. I was thoroughly disappointed with myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ask,"Why?! Why must mandarin be so hard? Why must life...be so difficult?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer would be...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SO that...you know that I AM GOD..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I felt... I am useless...without God. I am nothing, without God. It is not a feeling: it was the truth. God is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In Psalms 28:7, it says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The LORD is my strength and my shield; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       My heart leaps for joy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       and I will give thanks to him in song."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Psalm says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The LORD is my strength and my song; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       he has become my salvation."&lt;/span&gt; Psalm 118:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is my all... No matter how clever I have been.. He was the one that was so clever to have made me.  and I realise.. that I need to go through these &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAILURES&lt;/span&gt; because this was God's plan... He did no plan for me to fail.. but He planned for me... to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GROW&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;closer to HIM&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back home feeling very bad. I was not satisfied. I was, in fact, angry, why God wants to put me through failure. It hit me hard..[on the head??]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2006/09/14/470_shanewarnhead2,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 294px;" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2006/09/14/470_shanewarnhead2,0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great lesson : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We need to go through failure, no matter how hard or easy, in life. After that, like a rock honed into crystal.. we end up STRONGER, BOLDER and God gives us FAITH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let not our failures be barriers to our lives! That would be falling into the trap Satan set for you! Instead, seek God's will... and you will see... wonders.. in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME, ACCEPT &lt;a href="http://www.JesusDirect.net"&gt;JESUS&lt;/a&gt; INTO YOUR HEART, AND EXPERIENCE THE JOY, FREEDOM AND FRIENDSHIP WITH OUR GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the true love that will fill our hearts, the beginning, the end, Prince of Peace Saviour, Redeemer....Friend.......... Come, and see the change ;) http://www.JesusDirect.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-4162719440178169150?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/4162719440178169150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=4162719440178169150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4162719440178169150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4162719440178169150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/03/failure-need-in-life.html' title='Failure - a NEED in life'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-6737095108197807519</id><published>2009-02-25T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:29:38.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Knowledge... FUN!</title><content type='html'>I have been really busy lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..I gotta tell you what I learnt recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIBLE KNOWLEDGE IS FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been unsure of the point in taking it...but now i know. I study the word of the Lord, learn, understand and memorise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's a little like Sejarah... But you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S 10 TIMES MORE INTERESTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have not taken it and is still thinking... I say TAKE it!&lt;br /&gt;You are sure to get an A if your English is OK, Interested and willing to put 3 hours each week to study the Bible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, it's REALLY REALLY FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-6737095108197807519?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/6737095108197807519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=6737095108197807519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6737095108197807519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6737095108197807519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/02/bible-knowledge-fun.html' title='Bible Knowledge... FUN!'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8015734743943405130</id><published>2009-01-28T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:26:51.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My call..or?</title><content type='html'>Well, well.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, I was reading the last chapter of Purpose-Driven Life [Ooh, a totally recommended book, for all people!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about...my .... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well. What's so great about it, you'd ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I don't really know. But it's really important for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we are just so buried with busyness of life... And we forget...our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MISSION &lt;/span&gt;...our... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PURPOSE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hm&lt;/span&gt;.. I should write more professionally. Sorry about before :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. on Day 36 in Purpose-Driven Life, there was this passage 'ONE MORE FOR JESUS'. It was about Rick Warren and his father who was on his deathbed. What touched me most was when his dad suddenly gets up and keeps shouting, "Got to save one more for Jesus! Got to save one more for Jesus!" one and on... I could hear it in my mind, very distinct... And I cried the first time I read it. Sad that it doesn't work on me now. But anyway, thank God feelings are not what's most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick Warren's dad kept on shouting and shouting, until a point where he places his hand on his son [Rick] and as if commissioning his son, saying "Save one more for Jesus!" ... I thought, very deeply.. Just one more for Jesus? Is that all God expects of me? Oh, how great is our God! How great is His love! I must never let a day go by wasted.... it's just one more for Jesus, and He puts it in so much importance... That only one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that God would die for the world even if only one man was a sinner? He loves us so much that He is willing to make a perfect world for us, by sacrificing Himself, more than just eliminating the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God! How can it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My calling... is a simple one! For all Christians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more for Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-8015734743943405130?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8015734743943405130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8015734743943405130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8015734743943405130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8015734743943405130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-callor.html' title='My call..or?'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-2918958825543077348</id><published>2009-01-20T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:53:18.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>Out of busyness -- Sad.</title><content type='html'>School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school isn't very bad actually. It's just so.... tiring.&lt;br /&gt;My teacher's aren't bad [this post should have been here long ago] and I hope to learn more, even though some might not be very experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bible Knowledge then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might ask me, why take Bible knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that true Bible learning is actually my relationship with God, my sincerity and my servanthood. And Bible knowledge is more like you KNOW KNOW and KNOW more about it, but it doesn't teach you to follow God's will. That, we have to find out ourselves....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then now, Mr. Yeap Hock Chye again comes with his excuse for not letting us take the subject.&lt;br /&gt;'What's the point?' he asks. The truth is, i do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's the point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart I have thought about the pros the cons. The decision I was going to make was not final. It will not determine my life. Neither the school's reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning the book of Luke and Acts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;will deepen my knowledge about Jesus' ministry and the early Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;will make me study harder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;... Can't think of anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oops. Support Bible knowledge in our syllabus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well....strengthen my faith in taking risks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by taking it, taking this step... I felt I have grown....&lt;br /&gt;And I believe in the classes we are still able to grow more in God... It's the Bible after all!&lt;br /&gt;Well... Here for now...&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for this subject, our school, our administrators, government.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Love to be in every Christians' heart.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, you, my reader!&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I don't, then sorry, I'll try to love you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One truth you must know: As Christians, we want to love every one, no matter of their religion. For '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.' &lt;/span&gt;Galatians 3:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't misinterpret male nor female to think that Christians encourage homosexual relationships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you, and I seek to know you all more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-2918958825543077348?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/2918958825543077348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=2918958825543077348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2918958825543077348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2918958825543077348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/01/out-of-busyness-sad.html' title='Out of busyness -- Sad.'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5394920650216640652</id><published>2009-01-04T12:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T12:45:14.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Vision, or Ambition... then my holidays :)</title><content type='html'>What would i want to do? What should I be?&lt;br /&gt;Want is NOT equal to Should...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well...First, I haven't been blogging, so I don't really know what to blog about now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I want to THANK ALL OF YOU! Especially those who even gave me presents this Holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for showing me purpose, and LOVE.... through:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my Uncle William and Auntie Lai Ming...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my church....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my friends...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my strangers...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Weird huh? No one says my STRANGERS. coz strangers don't belong to each other. They don't share... But why do I thank them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without strangers, I have no opportunity to meet NEW friends.&lt;br /&gt;Without strangers, I have no time to say HI to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Without strangers, I have to mind everyone's business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY, don't you think there's only ONE good thing about strangers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that would be the opportunity to NOT BE A STRANGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't be a stranger! Nothing good comes out from it! Let's be FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry...Out of topic...&lt;br /&gt;So... Ambitions and visions..&lt;br /&gt;You'd ask people, what is their Ambition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they'd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WANT &lt;/span&gt;to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But vision would be... [in a more Christian way]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; want you to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't really know about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of topic anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, now I just added my other side of title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever noticed how it came about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a while and realised ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOLY - DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is meant to be HOLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God blessed the Last day when He rested in Genesis when He created the world remember?&lt;br /&gt;So use your Holidays to worship God well!&lt;br /&gt;But it's ending----yet we still can worship Him!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm not filling you all in about my hols a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Bayview resort...&lt;br /&gt;had many things...&lt;br /&gt;Next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, i got 6As in PMR!&lt;br /&gt;I know I didn't study hard enough, so shame on me for that xp...&lt;br /&gt;But eventhough i know form 4 is not gonna be easy, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE CASTS OUT ALL FEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God! I am able to study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do our best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5394920650216640652?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5394920650216640652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5394920650216640652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5394920650216640652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5394920650216640652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2009/01/vision-or-ambition-then-my-holidays.html' title='Vision, or Ambition... then my holidays :)'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-7138325050196359746</id><published>2008-12-26T14:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:53:31.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Revival?? :) Christmas Party, 19th December</title><content type='html'>First things first....&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologise... very very much, for not updating...so the name REVIVAL...lols&lt;br /&gt;Many great things have been going on... [but I have not updated you about it]&lt;br /&gt;And I've been very undisciplined, not only in my blog, but also arranging my time..&lt;br /&gt;Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...i know it's a little late for me to post this...but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, which was 19th of December, my Cell group, Revival Generation had a party ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I and Melvin invited a lot of Chung Ling students, and Barrack Obama was dominating the group. [Or he wasn't?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we gathered at 6 something, had an icebreaker, then ate. We also had REAL icebreaker, actually, ice blender, which Barrack took a great liking toward it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering who is this Barrack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry... Now I can't post pictures of the party :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those who saw the post before I edited it, the Lord bless you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...so hope you can imagine it yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a picture which is actually an imitation of Jesus in the Manger, with his parents, Joseph and Mary, animals, shepherds and Wise men. Actually, they were not there at the same time, but this is just for photo purposes, so please bear with the inconsistency :D Hilson did a great job  arranging us though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, you should know who's the president now. I let the cat out of the bag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party went quite well :) The food wasn't bad...&lt;br /&gt;OK it WAS good [just in case the CG members see this, especially the one who made ham sandwiches :D]&lt;br /&gt;Not too say I'm un-bragging hahax.. but my spaggeti was the dish that had the most leftover...&lt;br /&gt;Actually, not really... I'm just comparing with the sandwiches =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there wasn't enough time for me to 'tan' my chendol [actually my brother's] to some of my friends. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some rough games... Just like Charlie. He's the smallest looking one, the baby in the manger, and Barrack 'be shiok' him as game master, so no choice, all of us got some 'punishment'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we really ought to thank Charlie for his hard work of preparing the games... Especially the Snowball game hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God that the events went well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was caroling, then movie....&lt;br /&gt;The movie actually was quite interesting, except I dodn't really like the way the show was carried out, halfway there's some interrogation, then back to the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no matter how bad or good the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God the main reason is still emphasised! I like this sentence quoted from Max Lucado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“At the first &lt;em&gt;Christmas  God&lt;/em&gt; took a journey of a &lt;em&gt;billion steps&lt;/em&gt;… to come to us,. but he always leaves the last &lt;em&gt;step&lt;/em&gt; up to you”&lt;/blockquote&gt;God can change your life! And HE is waiting for you to come, and simply accept His gift...&lt;br /&gt;Only ONE simple step.... And it will change your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my GREATEST PRESENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;After the movie, it was sharing...&lt;br /&gt;Nicoline shared about her education/ opportunity in Australia...&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to eating haha...&lt;br /&gt;But the most important thing is that people know the true meaning of Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;The joy of having our LORD JESUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all.... I have many late nights after that....xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wishing y'all a blessed Christmas! And may the joy never depart from us ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-7138325050196359746?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/7138325050196359746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=7138325050196359746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7138325050196359746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7138325050196359746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/12/revival-christmas-party-19th-december.html' title='Revival?? :) Christmas Party, 19th December'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-3710715705031225873</id><published>2008-12-10T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:13:20.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PCC camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pcc.org.my/images/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 784px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pcc.org.my/images/banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This church........ 's camp.....&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i felt very awkward and guilty of making the choice to go to this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I invited myself, and I'm not part of it, and shouldn't be joining it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I enjoyed the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? I ENJOYED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fellowship was OK.&lt;br /&gt;The food was OK.&lt;br /&gt;The pastors were OK.&lt;br /&gt;[OK, pastors, I'm not saying you're bad. OK here means NOT BAD :D]&lt;br /&gt;The place was OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I enjoyed the presence of the LORD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, I have been feeling dry, even though I may sound so 'holy'....&lt;br /&gt;But.... to be able to enjoy fellowship with the Holy Spirit.... It is so....&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWUNDERFUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAGNIFICENT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Umm..... What else? xp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God is too great to describe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So the camp is great, ONLY because of GOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No God, and I would not have enjoyed it very much at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, please comment saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"AMEN!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if you agree God is great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have much more to say, but it's too much for me to say it all ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, see you next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD IS GREAT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This post might be very disordered....but all in all, God is great!&lt;/span&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/793111715346987255-3710715705031225873?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/3710715705031225873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=3710715705031225873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/3710715705031225873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/3710715705031225873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/12/pcc-camp.html' title='PCC camp'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-5536809560429684751</id><published>2008-11-30T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:28:54.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is around the corner ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas....&lt;br /&gt;Pause a while and meditate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;What is Christmas to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shopping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper791/stills/05ln894w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper791/stills/05ln894w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.allthingschristmas.com/pics1/santa-claus-clothing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 302px;" src="http://www.allthingschristmas.com/pics1/santa-claus-clothing1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://webnews.textalk.com/upload/article/bild/9/176047/julbord_s_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 314px;" src="http://webnews.textalk.com/upload/article/bild/9/176047/julbord_s_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carols?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.123greetings.com/eventsnew/edec_c_spirit_carols/8540-056-27-1086.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 400px;" src="http://img.123greetings.com/eventsnew/edec_c_spirit_carols/8540-056-27-1086.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Christmas contains all these things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that what Christmas is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a song about what I think about Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;And it is what I believe Christmas IS and OUGHT to be ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is not about Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is not about gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;is not about doing good&lt;br /&gt;it's about the birth of&lt;br /&gt;Our LORD Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;when our King is conceived&lt;br /&gt;in a manger&lt;br /&gt;in the town of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is all because of&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;He was born&lt;br /&gt;King of Kings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is not about mistletoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is not about a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is not about snow and deer&lt;br /&gt;it's about the joy&lt;br /&gt;because the LORD is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is not about cakes and pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is not about turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas Day&lt;br /&gt;is not about a pagan god&lt;br /&gt;it's about Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;the Son of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have a bridge... Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know the main thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER MISS THE MAIN THING OF CHRISTMAS, FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-5536809560429684751?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/5536809560429684751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=5536809560429684751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5536809560429684751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/5536809560429684751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-is-around-corner.html' title='Christmas is around the corner ^_^'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8510355507231520442</id><published>2008-11-21T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:54:34.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My Own Cell group?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, November 20th, Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;We started our group discussion on Purpose-driven Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been looking for purpose and a way out in life? I strongly recommend you this book ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 475px" alt="" src="http://images.google.com.my/url?q=http://www.geocities.com/cbc1865/purpose.jpg&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNFx-zGVMwt881SoVYhIcKMRqkPnsw" border="0" /&gt;Millions have been sold.&lt;br /&gt;Millions have been changed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not advertising this book.&lt;br /&gt;But, it really helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want an abundant life?&lt;br /&gt;A purposeful life?&lt;br /&gt;This is the book for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick Warren, the author, puts verses together, so we may read and discover God's purpose for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I and my cousins started a kind of group discussion, or cell group.&lt;br /&gt;It went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we started with prayer, then a funny but simple game which is chains of 'HA's, led by Chris[topher] ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we laughed a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had worship. Though we didn't prepare lyrics for everyone, it went very well.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, Ervina, you did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my discussion...&lt;br /&gt;I get 'tembak' from my cousins, but anyway, we did get something from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Yew Liang closed in prayer then we had supper :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Christy's grandparents so much for getting so delicious doughnuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God guide us always :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my blog's inconsistency hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shall update soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-8510355507231520442?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8510355507231520442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8510355507231520442' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8510355507231520442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8510355507231520442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-own-cell-group.html' title='My Own Cell group?'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-8523288804726401282</id><published>2008-11-05T10:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:07:17.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Essay'/><title type='text'>Just sharing an essay</title><content type='html'>Today, as i was looking through my old Form 3 stuff to throw away....I saw my essay book. The books I treasure most are the ones my teacher put 'Good' and 'Interesting!' on my essays.... Then I saw my Form 3 composition...[The title was given myself...it was actually describing picture type of essay] By the way, it is already corrected so my English is not that good ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/tzu/lowres/tzun245l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/tzu/lowres/tzun245l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Rain on the Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; The rain had been pouring for hours. Cars were crawling bumper to bumper. The inefficient hopeless monsoon drain seemed to be not draining anything at all. Flood water was reaching knee-length. All that was hear was "Honk! Honk!", cursing and the annoying sound of rain and wipers.Oh, how I yearned to knock into all the cars without bothering about their safety. Then, a little voice inside me said, "Be still before the Lord." It was timely that I was reminded that I had to remain calm and patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;     I leaned back on the car seat and dreamt of my cosy bed. At that instance, I truly understood why silence IS golden. What would I say to my hot-tempered boss? Talk about jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire. My brake started creaking. Why me, God? Not only the noise outside, but also in my head, nagging at me as if I was at fault. The traffic jam was really getting worse; there never was an end. I could not even inch my way out. the speed limit was forty kilometres per hour. What was i going at? i glanced at the speedometer. ZERO. What is this? I did not even want to pray. This was too ridiculous. Why do people say, 'Don't pray when it rains if you don't pray when the sun shines' ? For goodness sake, it was still raining!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;     Suddenly, I realised my car could not move. Zero remained Zero. Little did I know, while I was grumbling on and on, impish raindrops sneaked into my innocent engine. How bad would this day be? The car could not be started, it was raining like crazy outside and there was only me. Now I regret my previous actions, especially cursing God. I nearly reached the stage where all hope was lost and wished the earth would open and swallow me up. I simply closed my eyes and mumbled breathlessly, "Oh please...Get me out of this!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;     It was surely God's loving kindness.His grace was too magnificent for me to understand. Two good samaritans summoned the school bus to stop. The students offered their help. To me, this was totally a true miracle. How could two boys, not even knowing me, morever, not even been asked, offered their "little help"? It was enormous help! The two students willingly walked in the rain, waded through knee-length flood water, to push my car! Oh, how indebted I felt! Sadly, after five minutes, my old junk still remained stubborn. My hear sank. However the two students kept on trying. Once again, I regained hope. My hand pushed the key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;     "Vroom..." the car at last came to life. I lokked back. The two students were a long waybehind. Trying to show my highest gratitude, I wound my window down and yelled, "Thank you soooooooo much!! How can I repay your kindness? ......" Deep in my heart, I heard their answer ------ "Pass it on......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would thank my teacher, Ms. Yeoh for marking this essay and my mum, for helping me in writing it. teehee.... it wasn't just me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to pass on the kindness, you never know when someone needs it. It can be someone else's miracle from God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/793111715346987255-8523288804726401282?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/8523288804726401282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=8523288804726401282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8523288804726401282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/8523288804726401282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-sharing-essay.html' title='Just sharing an essay'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-2705078889997415577</id><published>2008-10-29T15:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:22:04.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>After PMR, most think that we'll be free like a bird, doing whatever we want. Is that true? Not for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I keep worrying whether I really have nothing to worry about anymore. Funny isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as my friend posted a blog on &lt;a href="http://brandonyeoh.wordpress.com/2008/10/28/tales-of-the-abyss/"&gt;Tales of the Abyss&lt;/a&gt;, I'll share about my game.&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing a game on the computer's GBA emulator.&lt;br /&gt;I believe most will think it will be a lousy game, but not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/3/38/250px-Sword_of_Mana_Front_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 249px;" src="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/3/38/250px-Sword_of_Mana_Front_Cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;SWORD OF MANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might look lousy, but it does entertain me.&lt;br /&gt;I can name the two main characters, the hero and heroine. Though the graphics and battle system is not very good, I still give it a big thumbs up for it's clever storyline, which keeps me at the edge of my seat while playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say, but the best way for you to know is to simply play it! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PMR, many of us has nothing to do and we become profesional time wasters. How?&lt;br /&gt;We come to school to do nothing. Nothing includes the games we play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, It is very fortunate that our obnoxious PK Hem arranged for some activities for us. [He's not really bad, just has a little too many advice for us...Please take no offence, PK Hem;)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite enjoyed the Hip-hop programme where we learned some basic 'hip h&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;p' moves, according to the teacher, or coach, of 'Danzity??', Sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still enjoyed the sandcastle building more, which happened yesterday. Look up &lt;a href="http://marcus-badmintonfreak.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marcus' Blog&lt;/a&gt; for some pictures on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the most important three things for building the sandcastles was water, sand and pressure. We were grouped simply according to clas, but some others also joined us. What I liked most in this activity was the fellowship I had together with my friends. The buildings was washed down after the activity, but I was still satisfied. I never knew fish came so near the shore until I went there. The fish swam around in schools, though some swam alone. It was fun catching the fish. All in all, I say this was a good experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............................anyway, see you all next time. I hope I make time for blogging soon! [If I don't make, it will be used for games already! hehe]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-2705078889997415577?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/2705078889997415577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=2705078889997415577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2705078889997415577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/2705078889997415577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-3578456999360153549</id><published>2008-10-19T10:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:21:39.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>PMR ---- What happened;)</title><content type='html'>Hi! PMR's over, sadly I do not feel very satisfied even though I can play all day. [and that is because I didn't really put a lot of effort teehee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to turn my blog's time back to the exam days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;October 13, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM paper. A day of nervousness... At least the prayer meeting gave me a little peace. I actually prayed and sang with Melvin before the others came, so I prayed twice. But all in all, praying is fun and very joyful, though sometimes the meeting is a little dull. Pray for our prayer meeting, thanks;)&lt;br /&gt;This paper was a wonderful opening to PMR. How do I describe it? H-A-R-D&lt;br /&gt;It was challenging and boring too. At least I know my BM is not up to standard T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;October 14, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and Science paper.  Did you know that BI = SC?&lt;br /&gt;Ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;-Both are easy [PMR standard]&lt;br /&gt;-Both are boring [PMR standard]&lt;br /&gt;-Both are good ways to cure insomnia [PMR standard]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how close they are? The papers are very easy[compared to others] and I thank God a lot that these subjects are one of my best, though my science is not that good, and the BM version did not help me, instead gave me double vision.&lt;br /&gt;(o)_(o)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(o)_(o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[I only drew one of these, but I'm seeing two?! do you have double vision too?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;[Saya cuma lukis satu sahaja, tetapi saya lihat ada dua?! adakah anda mempunyai penglihatan 'double' juga?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;October 15, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maths. Sejarah .&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Yes, Opposites DO attract. My best subject and my worst subject. At least the Sejarah questions weren't that hard, though I didn't do very well either.&lt;br /&gt;Some say deja vu. In this case, yes. If you are Form 3 now, you might remember the hectic year when we were just standard six. Teachers worked very hard. And they managed to give us an easy time, sup sup the water, during maths paper. Easy right? Unfortunately, SPM does not provide us with an easy exam. Well, no choice, better start practising on Form 4 maths and Additional Maths :D [though it will be a loooooooong way from now.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:courier new;" &gt;October 16, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day was one which I thank the Lord the most. My most feared subject, Mandarin. Very fortunately, I wrote quite fluently in the essay. My first paper was not very good, but I still feel so grateful that I could do it. Before Mandarin was Living skills. Not much there, just a lot of time left.&lt;br /&gt;I went back home very relieved, and many of us started celebrating. Only a day left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;October 17, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The last day. I didn't do much study before the exam, Geografy. I did quite OK, but my exam spirit was already lost. The rest of the day was play play play. I played the NDS first, then the keyboard, then the piano at home [preparing for cellgroup's worship], then the computer [GBA], then PS2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, PMR is nothing much compared to my school exam, though it uses lot's of space and paper. Thank the government anyway, especially non-Form 3s', afternoon Heng Ee students for the week because they had holiday. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to SPM students, that you all may trust in the Lord in all you do.&lt;br /&gt;"But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you." Matthew 6:33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-3578456999360153549?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/3578456999360153549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=3578456999360153549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/3578456999360153549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/3578456999360153549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/10/pmr-what-happened.html' title='PMR ---- What happened;)'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-7627839599204611666</id><published>2008-10-08T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:27:39.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Education'/><title type='text'>PMR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Peperiksaan Menengah Rendah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that it?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is the exam I am going to face....&lt;br /&gt;NEXT WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask me, "What am I doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;Blogging, sure!&lt;br /&gt;"But it's PMR!"&lt;br /&gt;and you know the times when you want to relax? ......and it gets longer and longer?..........&lt;br /&gt;Well,  I know. And it happened lots and lots of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;especially before exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are meant to know how well you are doing. It exists to give you a placing, a standard and a goal in studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it the main thing?&lt;br /&gt;Actually no. We study to learn. To gain more knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Not doing well in exams?&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't your day.&lt;br /&gt;But does that mean that your academics are not good?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;A boy get write very good stories. His english is very good. But when he gets only 30% marks for his English paper, does that mean his English is poor?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, exams can let you know your standard. But it is not what you really are. It is just an exam. Students that excel in exams does not mean they have a lot of knowledge. They are just good at doing exams. But surely, if you have a lot of knowledge, you will surely do well in the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe a good exam system is one which you don't know what is going to come out, and full of challenges. You might not get good results, but it will be your true results. However, people always wants good results, therefore they make exams un-challenging and boring, so we may get better results to show to other people. I like getting good results. But is that my true results? I believe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, let us try our best to face PMR! It is still a challenge to me because I am not a very good exam taker. It may have many disadvantages, but we are still human. And humans can never achieve perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is this idiom, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do your best and let GOD do the rest&lt;/span&gt;. It is very true. Pity the atheists, that they do not believe in God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkKKKKKKK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ask me why I'm shouting? I spenting a whole hour writing!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sejarah, sejarah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh Lord, give me peace in all that I do. Let me not worry and let it all be cast upon you. For You are my refuge and comforter, and let your will be done with my PMR. Be it good, or bad, I will continue to praise you. Amen'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us meditate on this passage below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matthew 6:25-34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;28"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not worry and do our very best, for ourselves and for God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Studying for all PMR takers, SPM and STPM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-7627839599204611666?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/7627839599204611666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=7627839599204611666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7627839599204611666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/7627839599204611666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/10/pmr.html' title='PMR'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-6579202563820216040</id><published>2008-10-02T12:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:13:21.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><title type='text'>I believe...</title><content type='html'>This was a great mail I received. Hope it helps you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Birth Certificate shows that we were born&lt;br /&gt;A Death Certificate shows that we died&lt;br /&gt;Pictures show that we lived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That just because two people argue,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean they don't love each other.&lt;br /&gt;And just because they don't argue,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean they do love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That we don't have to change friends if&lt;br /&gt;We understand that friends change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That you can do something in an instant&lt;br /&gt;That will give you heartache for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That it's taking me a long time&lt;br /&gt;To become the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That you should always leave loved ones with&lt;br /&gt;Loving words. It may be the last time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That you can keep going long after you think you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That we are responsible for what&lt;br /&gt;We do, no matter how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That either you control your attitude or it controls you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That money is a lousy way of keeping score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That my best friend and I can do anything, or nothing and have the best time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes the people you expect to kick you&lt;br /&gt;When you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had&lt;br /&gt;And what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That it isn't always enough, to be forgiven by others.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,&lt;br /&gt;But, we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That you shouldn't be so eager to find&lt;br /&gt;Out a secret. It could change your life Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;Two people can look at the exact same&lt;br /&gt;Thing and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That even when you think you have no more to give, when&lt;br /&gt;A friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That you should share this to all of the people that you believe in and bless them like I just did.&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 Blessed is the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or stand in the way of sinners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or sit in the seat of mockers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 But his delight is in the law of the LORD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and on his law he meditates day and night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3 He is like a tree planted by streams of water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which yields its fruit in season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and whose leaf does not wither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever he does prospers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psalm 1 : 1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-6579202563820216040?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/6579202563820216040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=6579202563820216040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6579202563820216040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/6579202563820216040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-was-great-mail-i-received.html' title='I believe...'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-4584714282197615203</id><published>2008-09-23T19:29:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:08:59.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>FAMILY</title><content type='html'>I ran into a stranger as he passed by,&lt;br /&gt;'Oh excuse me please' was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'Please excuse me too;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't watching for you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very polite, this stranger and I.&lt;br /&gt;We went on our way and we said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at home a different story is told,&lt;br /&gt;How we treat our loved ones, young and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, cooking the evening meal,&lt;br /&gt;My son stood beside me very still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.&lt;br /&gt;'Move out of the way,' I said with a frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked away, his little heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I lay awake in bed,&lt;br /&gt;God's still small voice came to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'While dealing with a stranger,&lt;br /&gt;common courtesy you use,&lt;br /&gt;but the family you love, you seem to abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and look on the kitchen floor,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find some flowers there by the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the flowers he brought for you.&lt;br /&gt;He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,&lt;br /&gt;you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, I felt very small,&lt;br /&gt;And now my tears began to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quietly went and knelt by his bed;&lt;br /&gt;'Wake up, little one, wake up,' I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are these the flowers you picked for me?'&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, 'I found 'em, out by the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked 'em because they're pretty like you&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have yelled at you that way.'&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'Oh, Mom, that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Son, I love you too,&lt;br /&gt;and I do like the flowers, especially the blue.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAMILY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company&lt;br /&gt;that we are working for could easily replace us in&lt;br /&gt;a matter of days.&lt;br /&gt;But the family we left behind will feel the loss&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more&lt;br /&gt;into work than into our own family,&lt;br /&gt;an unwise investment indeed,&lt;br /&gt;don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;So what is behind the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what the word&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FAMILY&lt;/span&gt; means?&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-4584714282197615203?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/4584714282197615203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=4584714282197615203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4584714282197615203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/4584714282197615203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/09/family.html' title='FAMILY'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-410331819292818031</id><published>2008-09-14T10:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:31:34.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Sacrifice on earth</title><content type='html'>*There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christensen, a studious man who taught at a small college in the western United States . Dr. Christensen taught the required survey course in Christianity at&lt;br /&gt;this particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his freshman year, regardless of his or her major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Dr. Christensen tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as nothing but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students refused to take Christianity seriously.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This year, Dr. Christensen had a special student named Steve. Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the school football team, and was the best student in the professor's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Dr. Christensen asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him. 'How many push -ups can you do?' Steve said, 'I do about 200 every night.'&lt;br /&gt;'200? That's pretty good, Steve,' Dr. Christensen said. 'Do you think you could do 300?'&lt;br /&gt;Steve replied, 'I don't know.... I've never done 300 at a time.'&lt;br /&gt;'Do you think you could?' again asked Dr. Christensen.&lt;br /&gt;'Well, I can try,' said Steve.&lt;br /&gt;'Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it,' said the professor.&lt;br /&gt;Steve said, 'Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it.'&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen said, 'Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me expl ain what I have in mind.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the BIG, extra fancy kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the year, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr. Christensen's class. Dr. Christensen went to the first girl in the first row and asked, 'Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?' Cynthia said, 'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen then turned to Steve and asked, 'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?' 'Sure.' Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk. Dr. Christensen put a donut on Cynthia's desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, 'Joe, do you want a donut?' Joe said, 'Yes.' Dr. Christensen asked, 'Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?' Steve did ten push-ups! , Joe got a donut. And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten push-ups for every person before they got their donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Christensen came to Scott. Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship. When the professor asked, 'Scott do you want a donut?' Scott's reply was, 'Well, can I do my own push-ups?' Dr. Christensen said, 'No, Steve has to do them.' Then Scott said, 'Well, I don't want one then.' Dr. Christensen shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, 'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?' With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten push-ups. Scott said, 'HEY! I said I didn't want one!' Dr. Christensen said, 'Look! this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it.' And he put a donut on Scott's desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down . You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christensen asked Jenny, 'Jenny, do you want a donut?' Sternly, Jenny said, 'No.' Then Dr. Christensen asked Steve, 'Steve, would you do ten more push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?' Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were beginning to say 'No' and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these push-ups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten push-ups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen started down the fourth row. During his class, however, some students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set. Steve asked Dr. Christensen, 'Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen thought for a moment, 'Well, they're your push-ups. You are in charge now. You can do them any way that you want.' And Dr. Christensen went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, 'NO! Don't come in! Stay out!' Jason didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, 'No, let him come.' Professor Christensen said, 'You realize that if Jason comes in you&lt;br /&gt;will have to do ten push-ups for him?' Steve said, 'Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen said, 'Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?' Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going on. 'Yes,' he said, 'give me a&lt;br /&gt;donut.' 'Steve, will you do ten pus h-ups so that Jason can have a donut?' Steve did ten push-ups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen finished the fourth row, and then started on those visitors seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. By this time sweat was profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound except his heavy breathing; there was not a dry eye in&lt;br /&gt;the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very last two students in the room were two young women, both cheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christensen went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, 'Linda, do you want a donut?' ;Linda said, very sadly, 'No, thank you.' Professor Christensen quietly asked, 'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?' Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow push-ups for Linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dr Christensen turned to the last girl, Susan. 'Susan, do you want a donut?' Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. 'Dr. Christensen, why can't I help him?' Dr. Christensen, with tears of his own, said, 'No, Steve has to do it alone. I have given him this task, and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book. Steve here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?' As Steve very slowly finished his last push-up, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 push-ups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Christensen turned to the room and said. 'And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'Into Thy hands I commend My spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, He yielded up His life. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile.&lt;br /&gt;'Well done, good and faithful servant,' said the professor, adding 'Not all sermons are preached in words.'&lt;br /&gt;Turning to his class, the professor said, 'My wish is that you might understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He spared not only His Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for the whole Church, now and forever. Whether or not we&lt;br /&gt;choose to accept His gift to us, the price has been paid.' 'Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the desk?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless y'all, and if you would like to &lt;a href="http://www.jesus2020.com/?gclid=CNnKmq6g2pUCFQvFbwoddQe_Xg"&gt;accept the gift&lt;/a&gt;, just say a simple prayer to Jesus. Please tell me or your Christian friends about it . You can click on the link also, to know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesus2020.com/?gclid=CNnKmq6g2pUCFQvFbwoddQe_Xg"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus love each and every one of you. No one gets left out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/793111715346987255-410331819292818031?l=desmond3007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/feeds/410331819292818031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=793111715346987255&amp;postID=410331819292818031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/410331819292818031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/793111715346987255/posts/default/410331819292818031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://desmond3007.blogspot.com/2008/09/greatest-sacrifice-on-earth.html' title='The Greatest Sacrifice on earth'/><author><name>dnomseD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17880161458108756900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-793111715346987255.post-6548897567667025533</id><published>2008-09-13T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:44:21.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hi, this i my first time using blogspot, so I'm very new to it. Sorry if it looks a bit dull, but please continue visiting it! Or you could help me find a suitable template! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall introduce myself to you.&lt;br /&gt;First, my name is, like the URL, Desmond. I like to use it backwards sometimes, especially on the Internet. I actually used windows live spaces, but it's a little too limited. But it seems blogspot is hard to use too :-)&lt;br /&gt;I am still studying and you can know more about me by looking at my profile.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you guessed correct. I am lazy. Lazy to write, work, study and even pray! But Good thing I still pray frequently everyday when I can. Usually it goes like this when I feel lazy :"Oh Lord, Sorry, sorry, sorry. How could I be lazy just to talk to You? Why am I so stuck with busy-ness? Help me, help me. Am...." If I were going to sleep, maybe the words of amen do not even play in my head. Fortunately, the next day my conscience warns me and I quickly pray while going to school. Indeed, it is a joy to pray, but why, why am I so selfish to keep all the time to my own needs that at the end of the day, I do not even have time for quiet time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I take relationships quite seriously, especially after having one with the world's creator. 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