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&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Hi. This blog has been moved&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://his-wonderfulworks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;his-wonderfulworks.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Please remember to update =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
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agape&lt;br&gt;
eugene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-1102291093495049912?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/1102291093495049912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=1102291093495049912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1102291093495049912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1102291093495049912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/11/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-818215261686488547</id><published>2007-11-19T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:10:36.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Updates&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;

This is an entry of my prayer request. Please keep me in prayer.
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Next phase of my training in the SAF is going to start in December and its going to be tougher than any other training courses I have took so far. Be it in terms of physically or mentally.
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Please pray for me that I can excel in this course in :

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- All the theory and practical tests&lt;br&gt;

-- Standard Obstacle Course (SOC)&lt;br&gt;

-- Individual Physical Proficiency Test (IPPT)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Please also keep me in prayers for my spiritual needs and discipline :&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

-- To thank God in all outcomes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

-- Courage to do what is Right&lt;br&gt;

-- Set a testimony for Christ&lt;br&gt;

-- Still able to have quiet times despite of fatigue&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I really appreciate that whoever is reading this entry is willing to pray for me. Because I really need your prayers as prayers is one of the greatest things that one can give to someone – this is also called the intercessory prayer. For we are called to intercede for others.
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So if you have (I believe you do) any prayer request, please write it on my tag board and I will pray for you as soon as I sees it. You can also sms me about your requests also.
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Thank You =)
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Agape&lt;br&gt;
Eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-818215261686488547?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/818215261686488547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=818215261686488547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/818215261686488547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/818215261686488547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates-this-is-entry-of-my-prayer.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-4919892402030644488</id><published>2007-11-17T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T18:06:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem from You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Voices from my heart lead no where but suffer&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Voices from Your word brings me no failure but goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Immeasurable by the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Immeasurable by my imagination&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You are this great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Beyond measures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Beyond imaginations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;You are my Lord
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Precious one
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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A sinner and a servant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You love them both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;For You are love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;How beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You caused the changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You allowed the pains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;For You love me so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Change me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For the better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For the bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Make me smile through Your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Make me love more through Your love
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;For this is what I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Things always change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;For the better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;With no doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Make me adapt to Your plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Every moment
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And I love You
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

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&lt;/strong&gt;A letter from Your beloved son.&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/19772562-4919892402030644488?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/4919892402030644488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=4919892402030644488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4919892402030644488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4919892402030644488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/11/poem-from-you.html' title='A poem from You'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-8868146266571372244</id><published>2007-11-05T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:03:52.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obeying God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Obeying God&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;It may sound easy but its always hard to execute it. For the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. Obeying God is never an easy task. Because we are not perfect and therefore trying to be like Christ seems so hard. But don't give up.
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pray and ask for obedience : and He will help you to live His way – the way of becoming a person He created you to be.
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Pray when you are &lt;u&gt;unwilling to obey&lt;/u&gt; : Doing the things you dislike pissed you off? Pray for a humble and a servant's heart to do the things you dislike. God's plan for you is so great that your way of life can never be compared to His way for your life. Therefore when we do things we don't like simply because we know we need to do them, character is built in us.
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pray for your &lt;u&gt;unanswered prayers&lt;/u&gt; : Ever feel frustrated and sad because you don't see answers to your prayers? Ask God if it is because of disobedience. Is any area of your life where you are not obeying Him? Ask Him to reveal to you. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't keep telling God what you want without asking Him what He wants.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Reasons to obey God? Here are some* of them :&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When you obey God,
&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;1.He hears your prayers (Psalm 66:18)
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2.You have a greater sense of His presence in your life (John 14:23)
&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;3.You have greater wisdom (Proverbs 2:7)
&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4.You proved that you are His friend (John 15:14)
&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;5.You live in safety (Leviticus 25:18)
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;6.You become a more loving person (1 John 2:5)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;7.Good things happen to you (Deuteronomy 11:26-27)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;8.You have peace (Psalms 37:37)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;9.You are happier (Proverbs 29:18)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;10.You will live longer (Proverbs 3:1-2)
&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;* Adapted from The Power of a Praying Teen by STORMIE OMARTIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Concept from this entry is also adapted from the book
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We show our love for God by living His way.&lt;/span&gt;



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agape&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-3978767144494391693?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/3978767144494391693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=3978767144494391693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3978767144494391693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3978767144494391693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/11/thoughts-for-glorifying.html' title='Thoughts for Glorifying'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5180909325176132460</id><published>2007-10-27T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:07:58.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Intricate Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God's Intricate Plans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s not an unplanned mission, nor is it a screwed up plan that God mistakes. But rather, it’s God intricate plan for you. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;God’s intricate plan for you can cause pains in your life. It can also cause sadness and other unnecessary dejections that might lead you to think that your life has no meaning or significance.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To make it worst, satan injects more passive thinking into your mindset subsequently.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Note&lt;/u&gt; this&lt;/span&gt;, your life may be miserable, your plans may fail, you might not get what you always wanted in life and sort of – all these, are part and parcel of God’s intricate plan for you. Nothing in God’s plan are missed to chance. God don’t make mistakes and certainly, every downfall in your life are planned in details before it is executed – that is, before you were born. Amazing isn’t it?
Don’t believe it? Wait and see for Time speaks for God as He permits.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So whenever you are feeling useless, or things don’t go well according to your plans, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;give thanks. Praise the Lord&lt;/span&gt;. For He deserved it. All of it.
Can’t think of a reason or anything to give thanks which some might say? Give thanks anyway. He’ll appreciate it. And you will gradually understand why things turn out the way they do.
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If you notice, the outcome things or events are always opposite to what we always wanted or wished for. So don’t be frustrated or sad, but be happy instead. For God has a plan for you. A great plan to benefits you, not to harm you. The goodness of it is and will be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;greater&lt;/span&gt; than your imagination. Remembers God always save the best for the last for you!

&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Cor. 7.15 - I say this for your own benefit, not to lay any restraint upon you, but to
promote good order and to secure your undivided devotion to the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Immanuel

&lt;br&gt;
Eugene

&lt;br&gt;
A poped-up blog
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							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/Ia6f0TWLgO/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/Ia6f0TWLgO/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;by hugh grant / drew barrymore&lt;/div&gt;
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							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/28RYUDYSdC/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/28RYUDYSdC/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;lyrics below&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;Unchained Melody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, my love, my darling,
&lt;br&gt;

I've hungered for your touch

&lt;br&gt;
a long, lonely time.

&lt;br&gt;
And time goes by so slowly

&lt;br&gt;
and time can do so much,
&lt;br&gt;

are you still mine?
&lt;br&gt;

I need your love,
&lt;br&gt;

I need your love,
&lt;br&gt;

God speed your love ..... to me!
&lt;br&gt;



&lt;br&gt;

Lonely rivers flow

&lt;br&gt;
to the sea, to the sea,

&lt;br&gt;
To the open arms of the sea.

&lt;br&gt;
Lonely rivers sigh,
&lt;br&gt;

"Wait for me, wait for me!"
&lt;br&gt;

I'll be coming home, wait for me!
&lt;br&gt;




&lt;br&gt;
Oh, my love, my darling,

&lt;br&gt;
I've hungered, for your touch

&lt;br&gt;
a long, lonely time.

&lt;br&gt;
And time goes by so slowly
&lt;br&gt;

and time can do so much,

&lt;br&gt;
are you still mine?

&lt;br&gt;
I need your love
&lt;br&gt;

I need your love,

&lt;br&gt;
God speed your love...... to me!

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;br&gt;


&lt;u&gt;Additional verse:&lt;/u&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
Lonely mountains gaze
&lt;br&gt;

at the stars, at the stars,
&lt;br&gt;

Waiting for the dawn of the day.
&lt;br&gt;

All alone, I gaze

&lt;br&gt;
at the stars, at the stars,

&lt;br&gt;
Dreaming of my love far away.
&lt;br&gt;



&lt;br&gt;

Oh, my love, my darling,
&lt;br&gt;

I've hungered for your touch
&lt;br&gt;

a long, lonely time.

&lt;br&gt;
And time goes by so slowly

&lt;br&gt;
and time can do so much,

&lt;br&gt;
are you still mine?

&lt;br&gt;
I need your love,

&lt;br&gt;
I need your love,
&lt;br&gt;

God speed your love to me!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
Although its a song meant for your lover, it can also be sung to the Lord. A beautiful song with meaningful lyrics.. Just love it! ~~
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
Immanuel&lt;br&gt;
eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5864671076451224480?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5864671076451224480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5864671076451224480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5864671076451224480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5864671076451224480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/10/unchained-melody.html' title='Unchained Melody'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-338784745737285999</id><published>2007-10-08T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T20:18:26.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Groan Will Reach His Throne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just A Groan Will Reach His Throne&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;Likewise the Spirit also helps in our weaknesses. For we do not know what we should pray for as we ought, but the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered. Romans 8:26&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Once, when my father was hospitalised, I remember driving as fast as I could to the hospital to see him because his condition was rapidly deteriorating. I was just sobbing in my car on the way there. I couldn't pray. I didn't know what to pray. So I just cried and prayed in tongues, groaning in my spirit.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I believe that at that very low point, the Holy Spirit was helping me in my weaknesses — "For we do not know what we should pray for as we ought, but the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered."&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The events that soon unfolded in the hospital convinced me that just a groan or sigh will reach the throne of our Abba Father.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#336666;"&gt;I managed to reach the hospital just in time to clasp my father's hand before he was wheeled in for surgery. The surgeons came out of the operating theatre some time later to inform my mother that they had not needed to perform any surgery because surgery had apparently been done on him!
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Surprised, my mother answered, "He has never been operated on. I am his wife. I should know." Not convinced, the surgeons told my father when he regained consciousness, "We opened you up and found that surgery had already been done. Whoever did it did a perfect work."
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Equally surprised, my dad told them, "But I have never had surgery done on me."&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"No, you have!" the surgeons insisted.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;As my parents and the doctors continued arguing, I found myself thinking, "My goodness, I didn't even pray for a miracle on my way to the hospital. Yet, a miracle has just happened!"&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We need to know that when the people of the world groan, nothing happens. But when we who are God's children groan as we pray in the Spirit, the Holy Spirit makes intercession for us with groanings which will reach the throne of our Abba Father, and cause Him to move powerfully on our behalf!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Adapted from YPM ministry yahoo groups&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-338784745737285999?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/338784745737285999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=338784745737285999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/338784745737285999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/338784745737285999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-groan-will-reach-his-throne.html' title='Just A Groan Will Reach His Throne'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-7121362367664583784</id><published>2007-10-06T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T20:24:51.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;His will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason. Even the presence of anything itself has their specific reason and time of occurrence. And I fully acknowledged that all of them are from God, alone.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;Whatever things we do, act or react have our own reason for it. Others might know the reasons and some don’t. But no matter what it is, whether we know the reasons for a particular event or not, they are all under God’s will.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Sometimes when I do something, I am worried that someone might mistaken me for some wrong motives and reasons and therefore, I felt like explaining every detail of what I have done. However, I did not explain though.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;I came to realize that because of that, I am afraid of being persecuted for what I have done that someone might have misunderstood it. That reminds me of how Jesus’ disciples was persecuted – beheaded and crucified for a ‘crime’ – spreading the gospel.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;We have our reasons in doing, choosing or acting on a certain thing. It is a personal right and choice after all. Whether we respect or not is a thing, whether God acknowledge or not is another. But ultimately, it’s all under God’s will for you. A Good will. A will that will benefit you and me. A Will that will cause us to grow more mature, spiritually mature.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Job did not understand why God allowed such severe persecution in his life that cause him his family, wealth and health. But one thing was for sure, he understood God’s will for him and that was why he praised Him despite his harsh situation which most people will be cursing God instead.When God saw his faithfulness in Him, he gave him doubled of what he had earlier. God always leave the best behind! Amen to that.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I praise God for His will for me. Be it good or bad – for ultimately, it is meant for good in Time to come.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

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Immanuel&lt;br&gt;
Eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-7121362367664583784?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/7121362367664583784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=7121362367664583784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7121362367664583784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7121362367664583784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/10/his-will.html' title='His Will'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-7057795829123355220</id><published>2007-09-26T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:53:04.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I don't see answers to my prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I Don't See Answers to My Prayers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Have you ever prayed and prayed and prayed about a situation, a person, a need, or a dream and still have not seen an answer to your prayers?&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When it seems as though our prayers have gone unanswered for a long time, we may feel like giving up or becoming upset with God or losing heart instead of standing strong in the waiting time. Losing heart means that you have been hurt deeply enough that you no longer have the strength, ability, motivation or hope to keep on praying. Losing heart means being disappointed for so long that you start to believe nothing is ever going to change.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However when we praise God at the first sign of disappointment and loss of heart, he will open our eyes to the truth and help us see things from a perspective closer to His own.
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whenever we have a dream in our life that seems to go unfulfilled and there is no way to make it happen, we need to worship God in the face of it. When hope that this thing can ever be brought to life completely dies, we need to praise God for His resurrection power. The Bible tells us that not only can God bring to life things that are dead, but we are to prepare for that possibility because of who He is and what he does.
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&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When we become discouraged or defeated over unanswered prayer, we can turn our sorrow into joy through singing praise. When we do, heavy chains of despair are broken. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Prayer is not telling God what to do. It's sharing our heart and making our requests known to Him. He will then answers in accordance with His will.&lt;/span&gt; We are not worshipping God to obtain His blessings. That's not really worshipping God; that's worshipping the blessings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;We also have to remember that His timing is not ours. Often He holds off answering our prayers for a time so that we can know with absolute certainty that it is He who is making things happen. He holds back until all hope in anything else but Him is dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;When we don't praise God, we shut off the possibilities that He can birth something new in us. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;So if your prayers haven't been answered, it doesn't mean they won't be answered. In fact, they may already been answered, but just not the way you wanted or expected them to be, so you are not seeing the answer yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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Adapted from: The Prayers That Changes Everything by Stomie Omartian.

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Immanuel
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eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-7057795829123355220?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/7057795829123355220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=7057795829123355220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7057795829123355220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7057795829123355220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-dont-see-answers-to-my-prayers.html' title='When I don&apos;t see answers to my prayers'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-863079934349976291</id><published>2007-09-24T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T01:04:40.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mocca ads</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ks2YNdDuJJ8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ks2YNdDuJJ8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;

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Love this ad.. cant stop laughing whatever i watch it. even in the bus. man!
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perhaps God bless this man with muscles just for this advertisement?
&lt;br&gt; i doubt so but even if so, thank God for that anyway cos' it sure make ppl laugh.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-863079934349976291?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/863079934349976291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=863079934349976291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/863079934349976291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/863079934349976291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/mocca-ads.html' title='Mocca ads'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-7079339490812240622</id><published>2007-09-20T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T08:57:57.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg Smith'/><title type='text'>Do You Ever Feel Like You're Being Sifted Like Wheat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Do You Ever Feel Like You're Being Sifted Like Wheat?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On the night he was betrayed, Jesus made this remarkable statement to Simon Peter in the Upper Room (Luke 22: 31-32): "Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift you as wheat. But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers."&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sifted like wheat. This was the practice of separating the chaff from the wheat by striking it and then tossing it into the air. The heavier wheat fell back, while the lighter chaff was blown away.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Apparently Satan asked God for permission to separate the disciples from Jesus like chaff from wheat. Jesus' intervention saved them.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We see some remarkable things here:&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Satan had to ask permission to attack Jesus' disciples.
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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Jesus knew what Satan asked for.
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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Satan was granted permission, but Jesus' prayer restricted him and strengthened them.
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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The critical item was that their faith might not fail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Did you know that Satan wants to sift you like wheat, too? His plan is to separate you from faith in Jesus. And it might seem like he sometimes succeeds. But Jesus is still defending us. Still intervening for us. Still praying so our faith will not fail.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;In Romans 8 the Apostle Paul reminds us, "Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who is he that condemns? Christ Jesus, who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? ... No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Do you feel sifted like wheat? Are the events around you causing you fear and dispair? Do you feel abandoned and helpless? Is your life out of control?
&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Don't be afraid. Jesus is interceding for you. His Holy Spirit is ready to comfort and lead you. Don't lose faith. Hang on to the knowledge that Jesus loves you. Maybe you don't know how to solve your problems, but Jesus does. Talk with him. Listen to what the Spirit says to you. Fill your mind with his holy Scripture. Trust him.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;As we draw close to Jesus, our fears fade. Our patience and endurance increase. Our confidence in him grows.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So hold out your hand to Jesus in prayer. Trust him. He is trustworthy to lead you on.
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Adapted from calledtobefree.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-7079339490812240622?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/7079339490812240622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=7079339490812240622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7079339490812240622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7079339490812240622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/do-you-ever-feel-like-youre-being.html' title='Do You Ever Feel Like You&apos;re Being Sifted Like Wheat?'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5951343507409552899</id><published>2007-09-18T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T13:47:38.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I exist before I was born?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Did I exist before I was born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Did our spirits live before we were born, or did life begin when we were born? If there is life after death, shouldn't there be life before birth? Did God make us, or did our parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you were born, you came into this world created by God, who made you using the DNA from your parents. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are uniquely you.&lt;/span&gt; You were born with a body, a soul (your mind, will and emotions) and a spirit. Unfortunately your spirit was dead (like a dead battery, needing a charge). You did not exist before you were created. Now whether or not that creation was instantaneous at conception (when egg met sperm) or a non-instantaneous process in your mother's womb, is the subject of considerable debate. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But know that God has a unique purpose in creating you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;And what God begins, only he can end.&lt;/span&gt; You (body, soul, spirit) live until he decides otherwise. When your body dies, your soul and spirit continue in a manner he determines. Consider what Jesus said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"In the same way that Moses lifted the serpent in the desert so people could have something to see and then believe, it is necessary for the Son of Man to be lifted up-- and everyone who looks up to him, trusting and expectant, will gain a real life, eternal life. This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life." (The Message, John 3:14-16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Something more to consider:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;You and I live our lives in "time." Our lives are lived like points along a timeline, with beginning, middle and end in a sequence.

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God does not operate constrained by "time." &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He sees beginning, middle and end all at once.&lt;/span&gt; He knew of you before you were born. He planned that all your tresspasses could be dealt with by Jesus on the cross. He knows whether or not you will choose to make Jesus your savior and "boss" or not. He doesn't take away your free will to choose--but he sees all your choices before you make them.

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This is confusing to our "linear" minds. But true. Think about it.
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Adapted from calledtobefree.org -- Christianity Q &amp; A


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eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5951343507409552899?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5951343507409552899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5951343507409552899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5951343507409552899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5951343507409552899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/did-i-exist-before-i-was-born.html' title='Did I exist before I was born?'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-2947481310439059900</id><published>2007-09-16T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:38:06.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCC - But God</title><content type='html'>
							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/2Q2dRmI6uR/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/2Q2dRmI6uR/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Glory to the Lord&lt;/div&gt;
						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-2947481310439059900?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/2947481310439059900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=2947481310439059900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/2947481310439059900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/2947481310439059900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/ccc-but-god.html' title='CCC - But God'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-8809889896817515221</id><published>2007-09-08T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:26:02.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forrest Gump movie trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdsMqRaz2WY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdsMqRaz2WY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;

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a inspirational movie 14 years ago..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-8809889896817515221?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/8809889896817515221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=8809889896817515221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/8809889896817515221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/8809889896817515221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/forrest-gump-movie-trailer.html' title='Forrest Gump movie trailer'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-6901191493875531313</id><published>2007-09-02T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:04:52.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(0 + 1) x 100 = 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;(0 + 1) x 100 = 100&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;

(0+1)x100=100 is an equation from what most see it. A simple equation. But behind this equation has a meaning – A meaning of how great Christ is and His power to do everything.
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It was an equation I thought of when I was staring to the sky, enjoying the beautiful clouds that form wonderful shapes and sizes. Not forgetting the colors that blended in so well as though God has specifically chosen and matches the colors of the clouds, sun and the sky. Or perhaps it was!

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;“Let go and Let God”&lt;/u&gt; was the sentence that this equation is referring about. Every digits and equation signs has a meaning. 

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;“0”&lt;/u&gt; represents you.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;“( )”&lt;/u&gt; represents the work that you must begin or start in order for God to carry on the rest of the work.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;“+ 1”&lt;/u&gt; represents the very first step that you need to take to see the willingness in you to start the work&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;“x 100”&lt;/u&gt; represents the perfection of God and His willingness to take the rest of the steps for you when you stepped out the first.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;“= 100”&lt;/u&gt; represent the completion in a work that Christ has for you and He is glorified in you.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
A simple equation that means so much. In life, there are many things that are simple too. It is only difficult when we don’t see it from God’s point of view and that is why simple things became complicated. God can make use of simple things to impact many. 
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Eugene.&lt;br&gt;
(Pop-ed up blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-6901191493875531313?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/6901191493875531313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=6901191493875531313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/6901191493875531313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/6901191493875531313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/0-1-x-100-100.html' title='(0 + 1) x 100 = 100'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5213477962490904944</id><published>2007-09-02T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T16:52:13.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Land Before Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ZYA0KpJiK0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ZYA0KpJiK0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/19772562-5213477962490904944?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5213477962490904944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5213477962490904944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5213477962490904944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5213477962490904944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/land-before-time.html' title='Land Before Time'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-4584070212561655027</id><published>2007-09-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T16:23:03.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Testimonial</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Final Testimonial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;
Setting a testimonial for Christ is an ongoing process till the time for you is ended. Perhaps let’s say the final testimonial for Christ. How would you like it to be? I bet many people have their own preference but ultimately, it is a testimonial that will bring glory to the Almighty.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
For me, I want to close my eyes with a smile on my face. Because I want this to be my final testimonial to all who will be there to see me. Perhaps it might be too early to say that. (LOL!) But who knows? God’s plan is always wonderful and great.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Why a smile? Because I think it is the simplest form of testimonial yet it means a lot.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It will be a smile
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
- of satisfaction in Christ&lt;br&gt;
- of no regret choosing Christ as my savior&lt;br&gt;
- of confident that I will be Home and enjoy there&lt;br&gt;
- showing the love from Christ&lt;br&gt;
- showing the fruit of my suffering on earth
&lt;br&gt;- showing a happy ending and a new beginning
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
Sometimes blog entries like this just pop-ed up in my mind that inspire me to share it here. Therefore, I will call this kind of blog a pop-ed up blog in the future. :)
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
eugene
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-4584070212561655027?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/4584070212561655027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=4584070212561655027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4584070212561655027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4584070212561655027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/09/final-testimonial.html' title='Final Testimonial'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-3843081203144753906</id><published>2007-08-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T00:01:38.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does body language tells what a person is thinking about you? At least I can tell how a person feels about you through it. However, this way of interpreting the situation is not always correct as how one thinks does not always correspond to how one feels. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
So does language tells what a person is thinking about you? To a certain extent, Yes. And it is only based on externally and never internally. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
My body languages towards others are often the anti-social and serious type. I might look ignorant to those who don’t know me, but casual and playful to those whom they know. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Is that the split personality that God has created in me? One of them must be the real one. I trying hard to show the active and fun side of me to those whom I am not as close with but it is not as easy as it seems. 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I am not as happy as I seem to be. Being cheerful at times are not from the heart but from the flesh. That is, if you understand what it means.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Time always flies. There are so many things I wanted to tell. I do not want to be that secretive as what I am to others. But sharing all these seems so trivial, so unimportant.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I don’t know what I am writing. Something I wanted to express. Which I don’t even know what is that thing. The context has no aim and that is why it’s messy.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I felt that need a change. A change that I can really satisfy in Him. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-3843081203144753906?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/3843081203144753906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=3843081203144753906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3843081203144753906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3843081203144753906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/08/does-body-language-tells-what-person-is.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5000781027518236328</id><published>2007-08-26T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:10:08.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army Half Marthon (12km non-competitive)</title><content type='html'>
							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='400' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/s/fMGHb6HxVd/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;param value='lt' name='salign'/&gt;&lt;param value='noscale' name='scale'/&gt;&lt;embed salign='lt' wmode='transparent' height='400' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' scale='noscale' src='http://media.imeem.com/s/fMGHb6HxVd/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Random photos and Section1&lt;/div&gt;
						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5000781027518236328?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5000781027518236328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5000781027518236328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5000781027518236328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5000781027518236328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/08/army-half-marthon-12km-non-competitive.html' title='Army Half Marthon (12km non-competitive)'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-1998253938865801997</id><published>2007-08-26T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:53:34.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can you pray with confident?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;How can you pray with confident?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Abide &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jesus says abiding is the key to successful praying. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;"If you abide in me, and My words abide in you, you will ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you."&lt;/span&gt; in other words, if you are abiding in Christ - if your life is totally yielded to Him and His Word is abiding in you so that you know His will - you can ask anything you want because your will is to do His will.
Abiding, then, is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;simply living a life of faith and obedience&lt;/span&gt; in the fullness for the Holy Spirit, surrendered to the Lordship for Christ with no unconfessed sin, and being totally available to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;



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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ask&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you expect answers to your prayers, you must ask. James says: &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"You do not have, because you do not ask God. When you ask you do not receive, because you ask with wrong motives, that you may spend what you get on your pleasures."
&lt;/span&gt;Jesus says, &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;"You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it. Until now you have not asked for anything in my name. Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete."
&lt;/span&gt;In His sermon on the mount, Jesus said,&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt; "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seek finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened."&lt;/span&gt;
The unsolved problems in the world are so great they are almost without number. People are still sick; souls are yet unreached for Christ; evil people still wield ungodly political and financial power; and many injustices continue - largely because the children of God do not ask!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus promises in Matthew 21:22, &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;"If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Believing&lt;/span&gt; is at the heart of answered prayer. But how do you get this faith to believe? Should you try to work up some kind of state of mind that will in some way equal faith? Of course not.
God does not require you to have great faith. You simply are to have faith in a great God. Jesus says:
If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, "Move from here to there" and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.
James instructs you to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;"ask in faith without any doubting"&lt;/span&gt; for the double-minded person cannot expect God to answer His prayers.
You see, it's the quality, not the quantity, of the faith that is important.
Faith comes from God. It is not something you try to muster on your own. A life of faith is experienced only by those who walk in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;obedience&lt;/span&gt;. you cannot be on the throne for your life and still pray in faith. You will never meet a person who has great faith in a great God who refuses to obey the God in whom he is commanded to place his trust.
The Holy Spirit uses three basic means to produce faith in the one praying.
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;, He uses the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Word of God&lt;/span&gt;. As you study the Scriptures you learn more and more about the character of God - His love, His wisdom, his power, his works, His sovereignty. The more you know of God, the more you trust Him. "Faith," Paul writes, "comes from hearing the message, and the message is heard through the word of Christ."
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;, He uses &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;fellowship&lt;/span&gt; with other Christians and various circumstances and experiences. For example your faith in God grows as you observe a friend being used of God to introduce others to Christ. When he shares his experience with you, this encourages you to believe that God can use you, too.
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt;, He uses &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;strong impressions&lt;/span&gt; or convictions. Paul recorded in Philippians 2:13, "It is God who works in you to will and to act according to his good purpose."
For example, five young high school students began to sense their responsibility to God according to Matthew 28:18-20. Each of these students felt impressed to make a list of three friends whom he wanted to claim for Christ. The first week they met daily to pray that these friends would sense their need of God. The second week they prayed to be instruments of God. The third week they prayed for opportunities to speak to their friends about Christ. That week fifteen students received the Savior.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;By faith, claim the answer to your request. If you know you are abiding in Christ and are controlled by the Holy Spirit and are praying according to the Word and will of God, you can expect God to answer your prayer. So be prepared to receive the answer. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Imagine right now that you are receiving the answer to your request, and begin to thank God for it.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
In 1954 Roger Bannister broke the four-minute mile. It had never been broken in all the centuries of recorded history, but Bannister believed it could be done. He developed a mental picture of himself breaking the four-minute mile record, and he did it. Since 1954, several hundred other athletes have broken the four-minute mile, simply because Roger Bannister proved that it could be done.
If an individual with only human resources is able to accomplish outstanding success, how much more can you accomplish when you place your faith in the omnipotent God and draw upon His supernatural, inexhaustible resources?
It is a simple fact that whatever you vividly envision, ardently desire, sincerely believe and enthusiastically act upon must inevitably come to pass - assuming, of course, that there is scriptural authority for it.
Remember that, as you bow in prayer, you are tapping a source of power that can change the course of history. God's mighty power, His love, His wisdom and His grace are available to you if you will but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;believe Him and claim them&lt;/span&gt;. Remember always, Jesus promised that you would do the same miracles which He did, and even greater ones.
&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;Prayer is the greatest privilege of the Christian life and the most revolutionary source of power known to man.&lt;/span&gt; If you were to take seriously the promises of God and begin to claim by faith in prayer all that you have been promised, miracles would attend your way, multitudes would be introduced to our Lord Jesus Christ, the whole course of history would be changed, and you would help to fulfill the Great Commission during your lifetime.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Adapted from 'Calledtobefree.org'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eugene.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-1998253938865801997?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/1998253938865801997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=1998253938865801997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1998253938865801997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1998253938865801997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-can-you-pray-with-confident.html' title='How can you pray with confident?'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-4846919410199966996</id><published>2007-08-11T10:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T10:12:34.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soothing</title><content type='html'>
							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/hVrwrBFkOv/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/hVrwrBFkOv/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Instrumental music&lt;/div&gt;
						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-4846919410199966996?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/4846919410199966996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=4846919410199966996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4846919410199966996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4846919410199966996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/08/soothing.html' title='Soothing'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-7780861794838647092</id><published>2007-08-11T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:07:00.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Perfect Timing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;God's Perfect Timing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It may not be tomorrow
&lt;br&gt;
and yet it may&lt;br&gt;

It will happen on God's set day.&lt;br&gt;

The burden will be lifted&lt;br&gt;

The lost one will be won&lt;br&gt;

The trial will be over&lt;br&gt;

The long task will be done.&lt;br&gt;

We cannot know the hour&lt;br&gt;

but we will trust Him as we wait,&lt;br&gt;

for He knows just what must come to pass&lt;br&gt;

He will not be a moment late!&lt;br&gt;

So praise Him in the trial&lt;br&gt;

give thanks for the task&lt;br&gt;

rejoice and be obedient&lt;br&gt;

He knows what you have asked.&lt;br&gt;

It may not be tomorrow&lt;br&gt;

and yet it may&lt;br&gt;

It will happen on God's set day.&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If it seems slow, do not despair, for these things will surely come to pass. Just be patient! They will not be overdue a single day! Habakkuk 2:3
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
Adapted from 'Calledtobefree.org'


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If God can bless Zacharias and Elizabeth a son in an age where having children was highly improbable, God can also cause her to change. A prayer watered by His grace and and time will be the fruit that I longed for - Just like Zacharias and Elizabeth.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-7780861794838647092?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/7780861794838647092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=7780861794838647092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7780861794838647092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7780861794838647092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/08/gods-perfect-timing.html' title='God&apos;s Perfect Timing.'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5931996345861348212</id><published>2007-08-10T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:50:26.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Q &amp; A&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Describe some of memorable gifts you have received from a loved one.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- Power ranger toys, shirts, badminton rackets, (can’t remember most of them. Or perhaps they are not as memorable as they seems.)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Describe a specially chosen gift for someone you love. What made it unique?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- An affordable diamond cross necklace. It was chose from the heart.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Why do we go to such great lengths to delight those we love?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- Because we treasure the time spend with them on earth. It is a commandment as well. That is, to love.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“We are at our best when we are giving. In fact, we are most like God when we are giving.”&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;What do think the author mean by this statement?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- God gives.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Do you agree with him? Why or why not?&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- Of course. Because we are created in His image.
&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;How can you be like God in your giving this week?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- To give and never to expect any returns.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;“Have you ever wondered why God gives so much? We could exist on far less. He could have left the world flat &amp;amp; gray; we wouldn’t have known the difference. But He didn’t.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Why do you think God gives so much?&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- Because He is the God of Love.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;What aspect of God’s creation most delight you heart?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- With great details &amp; purpose in everything He created. Just like you &amp;amp; me, a mission to complete; a purpose to fulfill.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Why is salvation the most amazing gift?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-- Because it was the gift that brought us to God. Just as He planned out of Love.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;/strong&gt;
eugene.

&lt;br&gt;
(Questions adapted from 'He chose the Nails' by MAX LUCADO)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5931996345861348212?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5931996345861348212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5931996345861348212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5931996345861348212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5931996345861348212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/08/q.html' title='Q&amp;A'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-6542686468682207513</id><published>2007-07-28T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T23:56:48.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the woman you marry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Marry the woman you love and Love the woman you marry is not at all the same.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When you marry the woman you love, you still do not know him/her much. An example could be all the bad habits which one shows later in a marriage. You cannot tolerate and therefore leads to a failing marriage eventually. This kind of love begins with lust and set itself as the foundation. Due to this weak foundation, it can only cater for a short period of time before it reaches its maximum bearing capacity and fails.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;However, when you Love the woman you marry, you will find yourself living in love itself and nothing is more important than this relationship except for the Love for Christ. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1Cor 13:7&lt;/span&gt; states that Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. In this relationship, Love itself is the foundation and the bearing capacity is infinity or immeasurable. You will accept all things from him/her despite knowing all his/her bad habits and weaknesses because you love this person with Love and this kind of Love is patient and kind; does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; (1Cor 13:4-6)
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Relationships which sets Love as its foundation is not easy to build. It requires tons of reinforcements compare to lust foundation. In order to build this robust foundation, the reinforcements need to be fortified with the Love of God first before it is installed and bind with the correct content of cement from the love for each other. Tested and proven. Relationships like this can last throughout our stay here on earth before proceeding to another level – that is when we leave for Home.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-6542686468682207513?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/6542686468682207513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=6542686468682207513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/6542686468682207513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/6542686468682207513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-woman-you-marry.html' title='Love the woman you marry'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-3106802607413066017</id><published>2007-07-16T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:22:41.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus wept.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;John 11.35 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-3106802607413066017?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/3106802607413066017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=3106802607413066017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3106802607413066017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3106802607413066017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/jesus-wept-john-11.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-8283116886256097341</id><published>2007-07-15T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:09:29.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinphancize_Pangkung</title><content type='html'>
							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='320' width='400'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/v/peV7i1rBSu/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='320' width='400' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/v/peV7i1rBSu/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;IPPT_sit ups&lt;/div&gt;
						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-8283116886256097341?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/8283116886256097341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=8283116886256097341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/8283116886256097341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/8283116886256097341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/chinphancizepangkung.html' title='Chinphancize_Pangkung'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-2890643292781723489</id><published>2007-07-14T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T23:01:06.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;God understands me.&lt;br&gt;
He knows.&lt;br&gt;
So much.&lt;br&gt;
Beyond.&lt;br&gt;
All.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
God never forsakes.&lt;br&gt;
I know.&lt;br&gt;
I just know.&lt;br&gt;
If I can’t change a believer’s heart,&lt;br&gt;
How am I going to change a non-believer’s one?&lt;br&gt;
He knows.&lt;br&gt;
He knows it all.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The one I love most.&lt;br&gt;
Will be changed.&lt;br&gt;
I am waiting.&lt;br&gt;
In tears.&lt;br&gt;
He knows.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And because He understood,&lt;br&gt;
He chose what is best for me.&lt;br&gt;
Although He understands the pain.&lt;br&gt;
The pain in the wait.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Somehow I will know.&lt;br&gt;
Somehow.&lt;br&gt;
She will changed.&lt;br&gt;
And walk towards the light.&lt;br&gt;
I am waiting.&lt;br&gt;
And praying.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You love her so much.&lt;br&gt;
Beyond imagination.&lt;br&gt;
The blood had been shed.&lt;br&gt;
The cross had been hung.&lt;br&gt;
And I wait.&lt;br&gt;
For Your timing.&lt;br&gt;
For Your Good news.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Thank God. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-2890643292781723489?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/2890643292781723489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=2890643292781723489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/2890643292781723489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/2890643292781723489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-understands-me.html' title=''/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-7274358223326470933</id><published>2007-07-08T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:06:03.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3Nails + 1Cross = 4given</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;3 Nails + 1 Cross = 4given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The diadem of pain

&lt;br&gt;

Which sliced your gentle face,&lt;br&gt;



Three spikes piercing flesh and wood&lt;br&gt;



To hold you in your place.
&lt;br&gt;





The need for blood I understand.

&lt;br&gt;

Your sacrifice I embrace.

&lt;br&gt;

But the bitter sponge, the cutting spear,
&lt;br&gt;


The spit upon your face?


&lt;br&gt;
Did it have to be a cross?

&lt;br&gt;





Did not a kinder death exist
&lt;br&gt;

Than six hours hanging between life and death,


&lt;br&gt;
All spurred by a betrayer’s kiss?

&lt;br&gt;



“Oh, Father,” you post,
&lt;br&gt;


Heart-stilled at what could be,

&lt;br&gt;

“I’m sorry to ask, but I long to know,

&lt;br&gt;

Did you do this for me?”


&lt;br&gt;






… Perchance you will hear Him whisper:


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“I did it just for you.”&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;




&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



Adapted from ‘He Chose the Nails’ by MAX LUCADO


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh man I’m so tired physically but spiritually drained.. &lt;br&gt;what happened?&lt;br&gt;
Perhaps its time to take out my spiritual sword from its sheath…
&lt;br&gt;It’s morphin’ time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-7274358223326470933?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/7274358223326470933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=7274358223326470933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7274358223326470933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/7274358223326470933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/3nails-1cross-4given.html' title='3Nails + 1Cross = 4given'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-1836932378878147463</id><published>2007-07-08T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:53:32.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If We Hold on Together</title><content type='html'>
							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/HLIxkaqx9z/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/HLIxkaqx9z/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If the song from the previous entry: Land Before Time is not working, pls take to listen from here. Enjoy!!&lt;/div&gt;
						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-1836932378878147463?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/1836932378878147463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=1836932378878147463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1836932378878147463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1836932378878147463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-we-hold-on-together_9648.html' title='If We Hold on Together'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-339989268912576619</id><published>2007-07-07T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:47:07.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty and the Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Ro9D4ylon8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KXLhEHi16BQ/s1600-h/Beauty%26the+Beast.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Ro9D4ylon8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KXLhEHi16BQ/s320/Beauty%26the+Beast.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084357147255939010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Beauty&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;What would have happen to the Beast if the Beauty hadn’t appeared?

&lt;br&gt;

You know the story. There was a time when his face was handsome and his palace pleasant. But that was before the curse, before the shadows fell on the heart of the prince. And when darkness fell, he hid. Secluded in his castle, he was left with glistening snout and curly tusks and a bad mood.

&lt;br&gt;

But all that changed when the girl came. I wonder, what would have happened to the Beast if the Beauty hadn’t appeared? Better yet, what would have happened if she hadn’t cared? Who would have blamed her if she hadn’t? He was such a … well, such a beast. Hairy. Drooling. Roaring. Defying. And she was such a beauty. Stunningly gorgeous. Contagiously kind. If even two people lived up to their names, didn’t the Beauty and the Beast? Who would have blamed her if she hadn’t care? But she did care.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;And because the Beauty loved the Beast, the Beast became more beautiful himself. The story’s familiar, not just because it’s a fairy tale. It’s familiar because it reminds us of ourselves. There is a beast within each of us.
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;… We are beast. As French essayist Michel de Montaigne said, “ There is no man so good, who, were he to submit all his thoughts and actions to the laws, would not deserve handing ten times in his life.” Our deeds are ugly. Our actions are harsh. We don’t do what we want to do, we don’t like what we do, and what’s worse – yes, there is something worse – we can’t change.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We try, oh, how we try. But “Can a leopard change his spots? In the same way, Jerusalem, you cannot change and do good, because you are accustomed to doing evil” (Jer. 13:23)
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;… In God’s plan, Jesus was offered wine for his throat, so why not a towel for his face? Simon carried the cross of Jesus, but he didn’t mop the cheek of Jesus. Angels were a prayer away. Couldn’t they have taken the spittle away?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;They could have, but Jesus never commanded them to. For some reason, the One who chose the nails also chose the saliva. Along with the spear and the sponge of man, he bore the spit of man. Why? Could it be that he sees the beauty within the beast?&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;But here the correlation with Beauty and the Beast ends. In the fable, the beauty kisses the beast. In the Bible, the Beauty does much more. He becomes the beast so that the beast can become the beauty. Jesus changes place with us. We, like Adam, were under a curse, but Jesus “changes places with us and put himself under that curse” (Gal. 3:13).&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What if the Beauty had not come? What if the beauty had not cared? Then we would have remained a beast. But the Beauty did come, and the Beauty did care.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;The sinless One took on the face of a sinner so that we sinners could take on the face of a saint.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Adapted from 'He Chose the Nails - What God did to win your heart' by MAX LUCADO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-339989268912576619?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/339989268912576619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=339989268912576619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/339989268912576619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/339989268912576619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/beauty-and-beast.html' title='Beauty and the Beast'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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/_nR4_FI756F0/Ro9D4ylon8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/KXLhEHi16BQ/s72-c/Beauty%26the+Beast.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19772562.post-3276416180666140294</id><published>2007-07-01T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:22:09.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we hold on together</title><content type='html'>
							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/HLIxkaqx9z/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/HLIxkaqx9z/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Land before Time&lt;/div&gt;
						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-3276416180666140294?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/3276416180666140294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=3276416180666140294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3276416180666140294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3276416180666140294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-we-hold-on-together_01.html' title='If we hold on together'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-9154141780018593528</id><published>2007-07-01T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:18:58.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we Hold on Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;embed src="'http://media.imeem.com/m/HLIxkaqx9z/aus=" width="'300'" height="'80'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" wmode="'transparent'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Theme song for 'Land before Time'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is one of my favourite song since I was young. It was from the movie: Land before time. If you have watch the movie, its rather a sad movie (cartoon) about this little dinosaur finding his parents. Cannot really remember the storyline but if you really listen the song and follow its lyrics, it is rather meaningful if you see it from a Christianity view.&lt;br&gt;
It is also quite romantic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The lyrics are as follow:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don’t lose your way&lt;br&gt;
With each passing day&lt;br&gt;
You’ve come so far&lt;br&gt;
Don’t throw it away&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Live believing, dreams are for weaving&lt;br&gt;
Wonders are waiting to start&lt;br&gt;
Live your story, faith, hope and glory&lt;br&gt;
Hold to the truth in your heart&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
If we hold on together&lt;br&gt;
I know our dreams will never die&lt;br&gt;
Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br&gt;
Where clouds roll by&lt;br&gt;
For you and I&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Souls in the wind&lt;br&gt;
Must learn how to bend&lt;br&gt;
Seek out a star&lt;br&gt;
Hold on to the end&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Valley, mountain, there is a fountain&lt;br&gt;
Washes our tears all away&lt;br&gt;
Words are swaying, someone is praying&lt;br&gt;
Please let us come home to stay&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
If we hold on together&lt;br&gt;
I know our dreams will never die&lt;br&gt;
Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br&gt;
Where clouds roll by&lt;br&gt;
For you and I&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
When we are out there in the dark&lt;br&gt;
We’ll dream about the sun&lt;br&gt;
In the dark we’ll feel the light&lt;br&gt;
Warm our hearts, everyone&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
If we hold on together&lt;br&gt;
I know our dreams will never die&lt;br&gt;
Dreams see us through to forever&lt;br&gt;
As high as souls can fly the clouds roll by&lt;br&gt;
For you and I&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

The following some links to the movie (Please feel free to take a look) :)
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Es8wLkG9TrM"&gt;Land before Time Clip 1 - the walk to Great Valley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYrPJ071AZQ&amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;Land before Time Clip 2 - Always there&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYrPJ071AZQ&amp;mode=related&amp;search="&gt;Land before Time Clip 3 - If we hold on together&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-9154141780018593528?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/9154141780018593528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=9154141780018593528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/9154141780018593528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/9154141780018593528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/07/if-we-hold-on-together.html' title='If we Hold on Together'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-3257368281233593093</id><published>2007-06-30T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T13:05:19.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Q &amp; A (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christian Q &amp; A (Part 1)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Did our spirits live before we were born, or did life begin when we were born? If there is life after death, shouldn't there be life before birth? Did God make us, or did our parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Answer:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;That's a pretty involved question.
Let me give you a straightforward answer, and something else to think about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;

&lt;br&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Simple answer:
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When you were born, you came into this world created by God, who made you using the DNA from your parents&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You are uniquely you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You were born with a body, a soul (your mind, will and emotions) and a spirit. Unfortunately your spirit was dead (like a dead battery, needing a charge).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;You did not exist before you were created.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now whether or not that creation was instantaneous at conception (when egg met sperm) or a non-instantaneous process in your mother's womb, is the subject of considerable debate. But know that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;God has a unique purpose in creating you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; And what God begins, only he can end. You (body, soul, spirit) live until he decides otherwise. When your body dies, your soul and spirit continue in a manner he determines. Consider what Jesus said: &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"In the same way that Moses lifted the serpent in the desert so people could have something to see and then believe, it is necessary for the Son of Man to be lifted up-- and everyone who looks up to him, trusting and expectant, will gain a real life, eternal life. This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life." (The Message, John 3:14-16)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Something more to consider:

&lt;br&gt;
You and I live our lives in "time." Our lives are lived like points along a timeline, with beginning, middle and end in a sequence.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;God does not operate constrained by "time."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He sees beginning, middle and end all at once&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;He knew of you before you were born. He planned that all your tresspasses could be dealt with by Jesus on the cross. He knows whether or not you will choose to make Jesus your savior and "boss" or not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;He doesn't take away your free will to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;--but he sees all your choices before you make them.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;This is confusing to our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"linear" minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; But true. Think about it.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.calledtobefree.org/"&gt;http://www.calledtobefree.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-3257368281233593093?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/3257368281233593093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=3257368281233593093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3257368281233593093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/3257368281233593093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/christian-q-part-1.html' title='Christian Q &amp; A (Part 1)'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-9219547751362439407</id><published>2007-06-23T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:40:44.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cute pictures</title><content type='html'>
							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='400' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/a/qWYsUXEWST/aus=false/' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value='lt' name='salign'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value='noscale' name='scale'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed salign='lt' wmode='transparent' height='400' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' scale='noscale' src='http://media.imeem.com/a/qWYsUXEWST/aus=false/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;
						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-9219547751362439407?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/9219547751362439407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=9219547751362439407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/9219547751362439407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/9219547751362439407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/cute-pictures.html' title='cute pictures'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-1221123240263506297</id><published>2007-06-23T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:02:23.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shine like stars</title><content type='html'>
							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/TnKFQ7H1TT/aus=false/' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/TnKFQ7H1TT/aus=false/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;shine like stars&lt;/div&gt;
						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-1221123240263506297?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/1221123240263506297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=1221123240263506297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1221123240263506297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1221123240263506297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/shine-like-stars.html' title='shine like stars'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-9203366855510311643</id><published>2007-06-23T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:55:40.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When boy meets girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Boy Meets Girl (BPC camp 20-22 June 07)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;






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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Praise the Lord. The camp was a success. All thanks to the servants of Christ for hosting and organizing this outstanding camp. Although it was not an easy event to be organized, we made it through with His help. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;As the camp’s theme goes – when boy meets girl, we have invited a speaker to speak on a topic related to the theme on the first day of the camp.



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Perhaps I summaries what pastor xu have said in regard of starting a relationship:
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;There are some questions we need to ask ourselves when we are finding a life partner –
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What is your attitude when you are finding a partner?


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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Have you ever think of whether the partner you are finding will be your marriage partner in time to come?

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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Are you committed to this relationship?
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I say until you are sure of these questions, the very first relationship of yours will be the last relationship that you will have on earth because this partner is specially chosen for you.
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Another important thing in taking flight in this relationship is that it should never be placed BEFORE your relationship with God. In other words, we must all love God first. To refine a relationship, one needs to be patient for all things are with respect to God’s timing and His master plan. This, is a healthy relationship.

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So if we still hang on to it and try do everything ourselves, it will not be a glorifying relationship and surely, it will eventually fails.
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have uploaded some photos I took at Pulau Ubin during the camp. Enjoy!
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&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9183197@N05/page2/"&gt;Click here for photos! &lt;/a&gt;(Ubin only) - if you want the others please let me know by tagging. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;


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eugene.
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-9203366855510311643?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/9203366855510311643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=9203366855510311643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/9203366855510311643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/9203366855510311643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-boy-meets-girl.html' title='When boy meets girl'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-4182734814272618031</id><published>2007-06-17T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:52:16.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMERGENCY BIBLE PHONE NUMBERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;EMERGENCY BIBLE PHONE NUMBERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;When in sorrow call John 14

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When men fail you call Psalm 27&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you want to be fruitful call John 15&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you have sinned call Psalm 51&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you worry call Matthew 6:19-34&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you are in danger call Psalm 91&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When God seems far away call Psalm 139&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When your faith needs stirring call Hebrews 11&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you are lonely and fearful call Psalm 23&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you grow bittern and critical call I Corinthians 13&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For Paul's secret to happiness call Colossians 3:12-17&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For understanding Christianity call II Corinthians 5:15-19&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you feel down and out call Romans 8:31&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you want peace and rest call Matthew 11:25-30&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When the world seems bigger than God call Psalm 90&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you want Christian assurance call Romans 8:1-30&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you leave home for labor or travel call Psalm 121&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When your prayers grow narrow or selfish call Psalm 67&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For a great invention/ opportunity call Isaiah 55&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you want courage for a task call Joshua 1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For how to get along with fellow men call Romans 12&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you think of investments &amp; returns call Mark 10&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you are depressed call Psalm 27&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If your pocketbook is empty call Psalm 37&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you are losing confidence in people call I Corinthians 13&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If people seem unkind call John 15&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If discouraged about your work call Psalm 126&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you find the world growing small and yourself great call Psalm 19&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For dealing with fear call Psalm 34:7&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For security call Psalm 121:3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For assurance call Mark 8:35&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For reassurance call Psalm 145:18&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Emergency numbers may be dialed direct. No operator assistance necessary. All lines are open to Heaven 24 hours a day! Feed your faith, and doubt will starve to death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-4182734814272618031?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/4182734814272618031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=4182734814272618031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4182734814272618031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4182734814272618031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/emergency-bible-phone-numbers.html' title='EMERGENCY BIBLE PHONE NUMBERS'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-814746580716049154</id><published>2007-06-15T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:31:46.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life lesson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sometimes when we do our best at some things, it doesn’t mean that we will acquire what is important to us, what we want, or what we treasure most at that point of time. It’s all about God’s timings and His plans. This applies to most or even to every situation of what I see and experienced so far.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Having faith and relying on Him on everything do play a major role in fulfilling the wanted or needed nevertheless. I am amazed of how You love me.
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It might explain why we can be gifted so specifically and specially at some things. When you do well or perform at what you are good at, it’s a grace from God. Not from you. For all things comes from Him. Alone.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;This is what I learnt today when I failed my basic driving theory for the third time. Not bad for a life lesson learnt =) lol..
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are&lt;/span&gt; most glorified &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when I am&lt;/span&gt; most satisfied.
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eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-814746580716049154?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/814746580716049154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=814746580716049154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/814746580716049154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/814746580716049154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-lesson.html' title='Life lesson'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5809781403055121468</id><published>2007-06-13T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:36:48.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BMT graduation parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;BMT graduation parade&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just before the start of the graduation parade, we had a brief rehearsal which was led by our school sergeant major(SSM) (a late 20s to early 30s guy). Yes, he was fierce and was never satisfied with all our rehearsals till today. After the brief rehearsal, he gathered the whole lot of us under the shade and start chatting with us - for the last time before we left the island in 2 hours time. He was speaking in a microphone all along and suddenly, he used his palm and covered the microphone and asked, "Who is a Christian here?"&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Quite a fair bit of us raised up our hands and I really thank God for that. Despite the remaining unbelievers, our SSM said in a loving tone, "All the Christians here, let us pray to our God, your God (he was referring to the unbelievers) for a fine weather and for everyone..." And there he goes leading the prayer in front of an approximately 1800 people. What a great courage that God has given this SSM of ours. But of course there were some whispers here and there from the unbelievers complaining about SSM. It was normal for a Christian then to be persecuted when we do what is right in His eyes. I was expecting anyway and I thank God for our SSM somehow, indirectly, sow a seed in each and everyone there - A seed of Christ's testimonial.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;The parade went well throughout. Although we all stood under the scorching sun, I thanked God for we were not standing under a wet weather. Anyway I took some photo with my platoon and section mates as well so please Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAN_petb5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9gvBz3mckjU/s1600-h/SANY0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075572167164129170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAN_petb5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9gvBz3mckjU/s320/SANY0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;br&gt;Cougar Platoon 4 Section 4 (1)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnANkpetb4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/WNwlQ7ASTQ8/s1600-h/SANY0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075571703307661186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnANkpetb4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/WNwlQ7ASTQ8/s320/SANY0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;br&gt;Cougar Platoon 4 Section 4 (2)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAM1Jetb3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/mcOYwv65OxE/s1600-h/SANY0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075570887263874930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAM1Jetb3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/mcOYwv65OxE/s320/SANY0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;br&gt;Cougar Platoon 4 (1)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAMOJetb2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7eIOw2gkd88/s1600-h/SANY0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075570217248976738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAMOJetb2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/7eIOw2gkd88/s320/SANY0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;br&gt;Cougar Platoon 4 (2)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAL25etb1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/r4b6Y2cBZWs/s1600-h/SANY0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075569817817018194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAL25etb1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/r4b6Y2cBZWs/s320/SANY0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;br&gt;Platoon mates&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAK_Jetb0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/9LmppTrrXaM/s1600-h/SANY0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075568860039311170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAK_Jetb0I/AAAAAAAAAGE/9LmppTrrXaM/s320/SANY0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;br&gt;JiaHao &amp; 2LT Mannar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAJ85etbzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2ssFecDM5ms/s1600-h/SANY0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075567721872977714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAJ85etbzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2ssFecDM5ms/s320/SANY0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;br&gt;my buddy - wei liang&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAIrJetbyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xlz9DeWLnp4/s1600-h/SANY0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075566317418671906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAIrJetbyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xlz9DeWLnp4/s320/SANY0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;br&gt;KaiJie the joker &amp;amp; JunHeng&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAHs5etbxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/psJWnJ86-cU/s1600-h/SANY0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075565247971815186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAHs5etbxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/psJWnJ86-cU/s320/SANY0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;br&gt;JiaHao the muscle man &amp; me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAG3petbwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wmSbE-htm1g/s1600-h/SANY0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075564333143781122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAG3petbwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wmSbE-htm1g/s320/SANY0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;



&lt;br&gt;Benedict &amp;amp; 3SG Evan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAcmZetb6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hN1s45Qtemo/s1600-h/SANY0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075588226046848930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAcmZetb6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hN1s45Qtemo/s320/SANY0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;br&gt;My lover and I &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5809781403055121468?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5809781403055121468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5809781403055121468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5809781403055121468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5809781403055121468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/bmt-graduation-parade.html' title='BMT graduation parade'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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/_nR4_FI756F0/RnAN_petb5I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9gvBz3mckjU/s72-c/SANY0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19772562.post-4815393094621325302</id><published>2007-06-10T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T09:29:21.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have It, So Say It !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Have It, So Say It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"For to everyone who has, more will be given, and he will have abundance; but from him who does not have, even what he has will be taken away. Matthew 25:29 &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Have you come across people who have little, yet even that little is taken away from them? On the other hand, there are those who already have much, yet they receive even more.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jesus said, "To everyone who has, more will be given. From him who does not have, even what he has will be taken away." Notice that Jesus doesn't go on to say what we have. He simply says, "But to everyone who has."&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
So Jesus is talking about an attitude that says, "I have it!" If you say that you have it, you have it, and more will be given to you. But if you say that you don't have it when you actually do because God has freely given us all things (Romans 8:32), then even what you have will be taken away — not by God but by the devil! The devil will take it away because you say that you don't have it. You may have prayed, but you say that you don't have it. So the devil goes to work because he has your agreement! &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;When you feel that you need something, God says that you are to ask of Him. And when you ask, believe that you receive it. (Mark 11:24) Say that you already have it even if you don't see it in the physical realm yet, and one day, you will see it!
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;God is not saying, "Oh come on, pretend you see it. And if you pretend long enough, you will have it." This is not a game! God is telling us to call forth those things that don't exist as though they do. (Romans 4:17)
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Today, we are talking about the haves and have-nots in the church. If you believe that it is yours, you will have it. You will see yourself possessing it and enjoying it, and more will be given. But if you say, "Well, I don't feel it and I'm not sure if it will come," in essence, you are saying that you don't have it when you actually have it. Then, even what you have will be taken away. So say that you have it!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
eugene (Adapted from weekly devotion BPC)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-4815393094621325302?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/4815393094621325302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=4815393094621325302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4815393094621325302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4815393094621325302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-have-it-so-say-it.html' title='You Have It, So Say It !'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-9051060663077418145</id><published>2007-06-02T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T18:28:58.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos of the week - Class gathering @ Bugis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos of the Week - Class Gathering (2/6/07)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkt_JetbvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ovopq14xFhQ/s1600-h/SANY0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073637018109308658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkt_JetbvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ovopq14xFhQ/s320/SANY0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Aftermath
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RmkrtZetbtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Hd52Xr1Qu70/s1600-h/SANY0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073634514143375058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RmkrtZetbtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Hd52Xr1Qu70/s320/SANY0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The crucial decisions made
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RmkrtpetbuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/51G5TOQb8fc/s1600-h/SANY0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073634518438342370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RmkrtpetbuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/51G5TOQb8fc/s320/SANY0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiles
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkq5petbsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0Vgb9t91NUI/s1600-h/SANY0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073633625085144770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkq5petbsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0Vgb9t91NUI/s320/SANY0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;fact or fiction? 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RmkqXZetbrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Qylw-vCtjBg/s1600-h/SANY0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073633036674625202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RmkqXZetbrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Qylw-vCtjBg/s320/SANY0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Making crucial decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkp25etbqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsKPEvZ2S3M/s1600-h/SANY0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073632478328876706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkp25etbqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zsKPEvZ2S3M/s320/SANY0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;fact or fiction? 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmko-ZetbpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mvUDC9ueS0g/s1600-h/SANY0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073631507666267794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmko-ZetbpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mvUDC9ueS0g/s320/SANY0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Randall, Ming Gui, Peylik, Jiawei, Esther, Qiyao &amp;amp; Bernard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RmknoZetboI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6O1iq7lnSVE/s1600-h/SANY0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073630030197517954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RmknoZetboI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6O1iq7lnSVE/s320/SANY0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bernard - The ultimate scholar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkl7JetbmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6QQfjYp_G74/s1600-h/SANY0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073628153296809570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkl7JetbmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6QQfjYp_G74/s320/SANY0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esther and me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-9051060663077418145?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/9051060663077418145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=9051060663077418145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/9051060663077418145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/9051060663077418145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/06/photos-of-week-class-gathering-bugis.html' title='Photos of the week - Class gathering @ Bugis'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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/_nR4_FI756F0/Rmkt_JetbvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ovopq14xFhQ/s72-c/SANY0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19772562.post-5554990253548571591</id><published>2007-05-30T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:08:36.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is how we get into Christ.&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is always accompanied by faith and repentance.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is God's terms of surrender.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is our signal to God we have accepted Christ's gospel.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is the external washing with water and the internal washing away of sin by God.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is "calling on the name of the Lord."
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is being unified with Christ in his death, burial and resurrection.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is "clothing" ourselves with Christ.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is "accepting" Christ.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is when our sins are forgiven.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is when we receive the Holy Spirit.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is how and when we come into contact with the blood of Christ.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is when we are reborn.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is an act of faith.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is how we enter the kingdom of God.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is when we are added to the body of Christ (the church).
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is when we exchange our life for His.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is when we die to ourselves and come alive in Christ.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is the washing of regeneration, and renewal of the Holy Spirit.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is the starting gun of a race of a new life.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is proclaiming in Christ the resurrection of the dead.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is when the old dies and the new arises. In this manner we become saved.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is the point in time when we become saved.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is when we stop living for ourselves and start living for Jesus.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is how and when we scripturally make a conscious decision to dedicate our lives to Christ.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is how we scripturally enter into a relationship with Christ.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Baptism&lt;/span&gt; is the gavel striking the bench proclaiming forgiveness of sins, the end of the old and the birth of the new.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
eugene (Adapted from Lydia's blog).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5554990253548571591?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5554990253548571591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5554990253548571591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5554990253548571591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5554990253548571591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/05/baptism.html' title='Baptism'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-2284722305661127490</id><published>2007-05-30T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T11:26:00.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will be your God and you shall be My people</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will be your God and you shall be My people&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"... and I will be their God, and they shall be My people..."Hebrews 8:10
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;When God says, "I will be your God,"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that is a declaration that He will work miracles in your life. So if it is a miracle you need, it is a miracle you will get!
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If there is a huge sea blocking the way to your blessing and God says, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be your God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;," it means that He will open the sea for you so that you can receive your blessing.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;poor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and God says, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be your God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;," it means that you will be well-provided for. Since God fed nearly three million Israelites in the wilderness every single day for 40 years, you can be sure that God will provide for you too.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and God says, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be your God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;," it means that He is going to be "the Lord who heals you" (Exodus 15:26), and you will be healthy.

&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you have incurred a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;huge debt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and God says to you, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be your God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;," it means that He will bring about a supernatural cancellation of your debt.
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;But not only does God say, "I will be their God," He also says, "they shall be My people".
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;To be God's people means to be the protected ones.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not all on earth are God's people - only you and I who are redeemed by the blood of Christ&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;During times of uncertainties, God says to you, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You shall be My people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This means that you are protected from all pestilences, plagues, attacks and destruction. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Even when you hear people say that the economic crisis is coming, God says to you, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You shall be My people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;." This means that you don't have to worry or be anxious. The crisis will not affect you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Regardless of the situation in the world, you are protected and you will walk in the blessings of God.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;God's power comes into every challenge you face when He says to you, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I will be your God and you shall be My people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;." You will experience the supernatural life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Your part is to believe what He declares and act like it is so!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



eugene (Adapted from BPC weekly devotions)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-2284722305661127490?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/2284722305661127490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=2284722305661127490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/2284722305661127490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/2284722305661127490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-will-be-your-god-and-you-shall-be-my.html' title='I will be your God and you shall be My people'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-4365830780009999534</id><published>2007-05-27T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T21:55:04.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos of the week- SP Graduation Ceremony 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Photos of the week - SP Graduation Ceremony 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;



&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhjwALGfeI/AAAAAAAAADM/6VKrRtAOKvQ/s1600-h/RIMG0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068911056936926690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhjwALGfeI/AAAAAAAAADM/6VKrRtAOKvQ/s320/RIMG0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Mr Tan, Dr Tao, Mdm Liang and classmates
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhihwLGfcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JwzX4lnp4QE/s1600-h/RIMG0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068909712612163010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhihwLGfcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/JwzX4lnp4QE/s320/RIMG0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;
JiaHui &amp; his secret lecturer lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhiQwLGfbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9r1W9ehttwg/s1600-h/RIMG0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068909420554386866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhiQwLGfbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9r1W9ehttwg/s320/RIMG0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beloved 3B04 &amp;amp; Mrs Magdalene
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhhwALGfaI/AAAAAAAAACs/xtpBAGmWXwI/s1600-h/RIMG0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068908857913671074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhhwALGfaI/AAAAAAAAACs/xtpBAGmWXwI/s320/RIMG0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms Jiawei &amp; Ms Esther&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhheQLGfZI/AAAAAAAAACk/PWV-bI7Ayo4/s1600-h/RIMG0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068908552970993042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhheQLGfZI/AAAAAAAAACk/PWV-bI7Ayo4/s320/RIMG0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;MingGui, PeyLik, Randall &amp;amp; Jiawei
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhhNQLGfYI/AAAAAAAAACc/VAtJ4YXnffY/s1600-h/RIMG0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068908260913216898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhhNQLGfYI/AAAAAAAAACc/VAtJ4YXnffY/s320/RIMG0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;3B04 &amp;amp; Mr Foo
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhhCgLGfXI/AAAAAAAAACU/IHy7mcPNExY/s1600-h/RIMG0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068908076229623154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhhCgLGfXI/AAAAAAAAACU/IHy7mcPNExY/s320/RIMG0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The 'Powderfuff' Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-4365830780009999534?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/4365830780009999534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=4365830780009999534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4365830780009999534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/4365830780009999534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/05/photos-of-week_27.html' title='Photos of the week- SP Graduation Ceremony 2007'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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/_nR4_FI756F0/RlhjwALGfeI/AAAAAAAAADM/6VKrRtAOKvQ/s72-c/RIMG0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19772562.post-8682163105518888022</id><published>2007-05-19T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:11:44.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos of the Week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8RgQLGfVI/AAAAAAAAACE/pymTCNBbRXA/s1600-h/5A1_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066287351610113362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8RgQLGfVI/AAAAAAAAACE/pymTCNBbRXA/s320/5A1_2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Montfort Secondary


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8NAwLGfTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4fW6Oi93MKo/s1600-h/SPw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066282412397722930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8NAwLGfTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/4fW6Oi93MKo/s320/SPw3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
SP wushu
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8SgQLGfWI/AAAAAAAAACM/SGzWaCiCXcE/s1600-h/2A04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066288451121741154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8SgQLGfWI/AAAAAAAAACM/SGzWaCiCXcE/s320/2A04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
SP civil &amp; structural engg classamates
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8MXALGfSI/AAAAAAAAABs/fBYPBSQnofc/s1600-h/Church+Outing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066281695138184482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8MXALGfSI/AAAAAAAAABs/fBYPBSQnofc/s320/Church+Outing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
BPC @ sentosa
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-8682163105518888022?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/8682163105518888022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/8682163105518888022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/05/photos-of-week.html' title='Photos of the week'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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/_nR4_FI756F0/Rk8RgQLGfVI/AAAAAAAAACE/pymTCNBbRXA/s72-c/5A1_2003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19772562.post-1243989965693676200</id><published>2007-05-06T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T15:57:58.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalms 116</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 116&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Believe in Him
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalms 116:1 - I love the Lord, for He heard my voice; He heard my cry for mercy.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cry out to Him&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalms 116:2 - Because He turned His ear to me, I will call in Him as long as I live.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Follow Him
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalms 116:9 - that I may walk before the Lord in the land of the living.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Drink Him&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalms 116:13 - I will lift up the cup of Salvation and call on the name of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Obey Him&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalms 116:14 - I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all His people.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Serve Him
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalms 116:16 - O Lord, truly I am Your servant, I am Your servant, the son of Your maidservant; You have freed me from my chains.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Thank Him
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalms 116:17 - I will sacrifice a thank offering to You and call on the name of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Live for Him&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalms 116:18 - I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all His people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

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eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-1243989965693676200?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/1243989965693676200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=1243989965693676200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1243989965693676200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1243989965693676200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/05/psalms-116.html' title='Psalms 116'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5056877708999374197</id><published>2007-05-05T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:32:58.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cup of Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cup of Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Many centuries ago, Christians focused their attention on trying to find the "Holy Grail" -- the cup Jesus passed during the Last Supper (Matthew 26:27).
&lt;br&gt;

But I have a different message for you. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOU are the cup of Christ&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;

Sometimes when I go to a party, they serve coffee in those white plastic styrofoam cups. Now the only problem with those cups is that they all look alike. If you set yours down for a minute, it will be hard to find it again amid all the other identical cups that other guests are using. So I do something clever. I take my pen and write on my cup -- "Greg's Cup."
&lt;br&gt;

Problem solved. I can easily &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;find &lt;/span&gt;my cup when I want it and no one else uses it because it is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;clearly marked&lt;/span&gt; with my name on it.
&lt;br&gt;

God does the same thing to you when you put your faith in Jesus Christ as Lord. He &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;marks&lt;/span&gt; you as uniquely his by indwelling you with his Holy Spirit.
&lt;br&gt;

This is known as &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sanctification.&lt;/span&gt; God has set you apart for his specific use and purpose. He is announcing to you and everyone else that you belong to him.
&lt;br&gt;

But there is more. God expects us to keep ourselves clean and unpolluted from the world around us. Like a clean cup in the cupboard, we are ready and waiting for a guest to arrive, so God can pour out a blessing to them through us. If we are dirty and needing a good scrubbing, he surely will use some other cup and the loss will be ours.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Adapted from 'calledtobefree.org'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5056877708999374197?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5056877708999374197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5056877708999374197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5056877708999374197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5056877708999374197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/05/cup-of-christ.html' title='The Cup of Christ'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5730664139306355923</id><published>2007-04-28T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T23:40:19.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booking Out and the Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Booking Out and the Pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Thank God. I managed to book out on Friday night. The so-called 2 weeks of confinement week are over, and it is going to be tougher when the following week comes as the sergeants are allowed to punish us after the confinement period. I will still thank God for that.


&lt;br&gt;
Everyone is looking forward to booking out and so am I. I saw a couple of letters on my table and one of the letters was from NTU. It says my application for NTU has been approved. I was very happy and say at the same time. I am happy because my application is successful. I am sad because I am not sure of whether I can go for further studies a not since I am a regular in the SAF. The possible way to go for my degree is to get selected for OCS and after that, apply for scholarship and then disrupt the bond and go for my degree after the 9 months training. This is one of my prayer request from God as stated in the previous blog entry.

&lt;br&gt;

I really wanted to go for the degree course and hope that God permits me to. But the bottom line is, if God’s will is to let me go for the degree, I will definitely go no matter what and the same goes for the opposite. This is a 'want' for me. Until God allows me to pursue my degree, it will become a 'need' as the path laid for me will be a glorifying one.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Everything happens for a reason. But most of the time, we do not know what is the reason for a particular tragedy or the situation we are facing. One thing is for sure - everything that happens be it good or bad is planned by God alone. Even the temptations and trials in our lives from satan is permitted from God before it was allowed in our life. Christians experience trials.&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Trials that persecute us are meant to mould us into Christlikeness. &lt;/span&gt;
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Throughout the 2 weeks in tekong, I really suffered together with my platoon mates and we will be suffering more when we return on Wednesday. I always tell myself, no matter how tough and hard the suffering is, it cannot be compared to the suffering that Jesus had done for us. Imagine yourself in Jesus' shoes and the people was like spitting on you, punching and kicking you, humiliate you and then nail you on the cross. Not forgetting to visualize the pain while the people are nailing your hands and legs on the cross and then compare to the suffering we are having today. Until you have realize, the suffering here is nothing.

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I have my pains. And the pain is nothing compared to the pain Jesus endured for me. Jesus shed blood at that time and I shed tears now. That is how big the difference when we compare the suffering - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;blood and tears&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;
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servant eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5730664139306355923?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5730664139306355923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5730664139306355923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5730664139306355923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5730664139306355923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/04/booking-out-and-pain_28.html' title='Booking Out and the Pain'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-1519822473520009216</id><published>2007-04-12T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T17:05:04.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Army</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Army&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;




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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Time flies.



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The next phase of my life is starting or has already started. The phases of my life are getting tougher each time. But it is God whom brought me through every phase of my life in this world. Not forgetting the trials He gave me which moulded me quite a lot.

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And now, this is my next phase of my life - army. I hope that I can use this phase of my life to continue to please the Almighty. Although I know that its going to be 'painful' but this 'pain' is only allowed in my life for 1 purpose - to mould me. For non-Christian, 'Mould' means to change my personality and character to be more Christ-like.

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Perhaps after the initial 9 weeks of training, I will get the feel of army life and get adapted to it quickly so that it will not becoming a burden to me when it comes to any environment in tekong and the food especially the combat ration. (Heard a lot of people don't like to eat combat ration due to its 'pungent' smell. lol..)

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For Christians who are reading this blog, I would hope that you can pray for me. Below is the prayer list:


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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. Perform well enough in terms of leadership and discipline so that I can be selected for officer cadet school (OCS) and apply for scholarship so that I can disrupt the bond and go for further studies.

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2. Influence others through my testimonial for Christ and spread the Living Words.



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3. To be a servant always.


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4. To thank Him on everything. Both good and bad.

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If you have any prayer request, please &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tag &lt;/span&gt;along. Thanks. I also want to thank those who have already been praying for me.

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&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The weather is rainy while I am typing this blog. I am now feeling cozy and sleepy in my room. The bed is just beside me with my pillows and a nice blanket. It is a good time to sleep. My mum is at the kitchen cooking and my cat is at her little basket taking a nap. It is a typical afternoon for me. Perhaps I will not experience this kind of afternoon that often after tomorrow. Haha..


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I wonder how would be the afternoons in tekong during this time. I thank God for whatever I will be experiencing then. I just pray that God give me sufficient strength to do what is needed of me, even if I am being punished or doing the things that I dislike.
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I have recently found this interesting and funny clip on youtube showing how army life is. Please feel free to click on the link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEfA_1gCWVc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEfA_1gCWVc&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;/strong&gt;Eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-1519822473520009216?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/1519822473520009216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=1519822473520009216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1519822473520009216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/1519822473520009216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/04/army.html' title='Army'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-581001930559150486</id><published>2007-03-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:55:45.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dart test</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Dart Test&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;



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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;THIS IS A POWERFUL MESSAGE. PLEASE READ ALL OF IT. I AM PASSING IT ON BECAUSE I AM CERTAINLY NOT ASHAMED TO DO SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke, it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking..............&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;


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A young lady named &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt;, relates an experience she had in a seminary class, given by her teacher, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dr. Smith&lt;/span&gt;. She says that &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dr. Smith&lt;/span&gt; was known for his elaborate object lessons.
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One particular day, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt; walked into the seminary and knew they were in for a fun day. On the wall was a big target and on a nearby table were many darts. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dr. Smith&lt;/span&gt; told the students to draw a picture of someone that they disliked or someone who had made them angry, and he would allow them to throw darts at the person's picture. &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Sally's friend&lt;/span&gt; drew a picture of who had stolen her boyfriend. &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Another friend&lt;/span&gt; drew a picture of his little brother. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt; drew a picture of a former friend, putting a great deal of detail into her drawing, even drawing pimples on the face. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt; was pleased with the overall effect she had achieved. The class lined up and began &lt;em&gt;throwing darts&lt;/em&gt;. Some of the students threw their darts with such force that their targets were ripping apart.
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt; looked forward to her turn, and was filled with disappointment when &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dr. Smith&lt;/span&gt;, because of time limits, asked the students to return to their seats. As &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt; sat thinking about how angry she was because she didn't have a chance to throw any darts at her target.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Dr. Smith&lt;/span&gt; began removing the target from the wall. &lt;em&gt;Underneath the target was a picture of Jesus&lt;/em&gt;. A hush fell over the room as each student viewed the mangled picture of Jesus; holes and jagged marks covered His face and His eyes were pierced. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dr. Smith&lt;/span&gt; said only these words... &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"In as much as ye have done it unto the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto Me ." Matthew 25:40.
&lt;/span&gt;

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No other words were necessary; the tears filled eyes of the students focused only on the picture of Christ. This is an easy test; you score 100 or zero. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's your choice.
&lt;/span&gt;

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If you aren't ashamed to do this, please follow the directions. Jesus said, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you, before My Father ."&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not ashamed .. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pass this on&lt;/span&gt;. Ashamed ... &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;delete it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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Email sent from Rui Zhi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-581001930559150486?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/581001930559150486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=581001930559150486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/581001930559150486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/581001930559150486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/03/dart-test.html' title='Dart test'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-6821312032465309535</id><published>2007-03-25T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T15:17:52.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the line in the sand is where your knees go down</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;When the line in the sand is where your knees go down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;By John Fischer, &lt;a href="http://www.fischtank.com"&gt;www.fischtank.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Pray for those who persecute you. (Matthew 5:44)&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;

We've all been hurt. We've all been wronged. We have all experienced injustice. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Life is unfair&lt;/span&gt;. Shall I go on? Already you should have a situation in mind and someone to blame for your current or distant memory of the above.

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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
Think of when life has been unfair to you. Now think of that person or persons who dealt you the blow. Notice all those &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;vengeful feelings&lt;/span&gt; that rise up in you at the mere mention of a person's name. What are you going to do with those feelings?

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
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Often we are tempted to justify ourselves - restate our case over and over in our minds, tear down the person who is responsible for hurting us, draw our line in the sand and don't let anyone any closer. That is one way to deal with it. "I am a rock; I am an island/and a rock feels no pain; and an island never cries."

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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
Or you can draw your line in the sand and make that the place where your knees go down. Just start praying. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pray for the person or persons who wronged you. Pray for the boss who treated you like dirt. Pray for the spouse who walked out of your life and left you with all the responsibility. Pray for God's will to be done on earth as it is in heaven.
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
And then remember that people and institutions are not in charge of your life; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;God is&lt;/span&gt;. If you want to blame anyone, blame Him, except that He has your best interests at heart. He sees way beyond your immediate situation. Even those who mean things for evil (Joseph's brothers sold him into slavery in Egypt) God means for good (Joseph became second only to the Pharaoh in power, and thus was able to save his whole family as a result). (Genesis 50:20)
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
There are much bigger things going on than merely the factors that play with our emotions. &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When you pray, you link up with the bigger purpose. &lt;/span&gt;You may not see it at the time, but at least you are reminded that it is there, and, most importantly, that &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;God is there&lt;/span&gt;.
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
So go ahead, draw that line in the sand, and then get down our your knees and pray.




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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-6821312032465309535?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/6821312032465309535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=6821312032465309535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/6821312032465309535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/6821312032465309535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-line-in-sand-is-where-your-knees.html' title='When the line in the sand is where your knees go down'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-271060270838629944</id><published>2007-03-04T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T16:20:29.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;




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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;One day a while back, a man, his heart heavy with grief, was walking in
the woods. As he &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; about his life this day, he knew many things were not right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;



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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;about those who had lied about him back when he had a job. His&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;thoughts turned&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;to those who had stolen his things and cheated him
He remembered family that had passed on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;turned to the illness he had that no one could cure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;His very soul was filled with anger, resentment and frustration. Standing there this day, searching for answers he could not find, knowing all else had failed him, he knelt at the base of an old oak tree to seek the one e knew would always be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And with tears in his eyes, he prayed: "Lord- You have done wonderful things for me in this life. You have told me to do many things for you, and I happily obeyed. Today, you have told me to forgive. I am sad, Lord, because I cannot. I don't know how. It is &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;not fair&lt;/span&gt; Lord. I didn't deserve these wrongs that were done against me and I shouldn't have to forgive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;As perfect as your way is Lord, this one thing I cannot do, for I don't know how to forgive. My anger is so deep Lord, &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I fear&lt;/span&gt; I may not hear you, but I pray that you teach me to do this one thing I cannot do - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Teach me To Forgive&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;As he knelt there in the quiet shade of that old oak tree, he felt something fall onto his shoulder. He opened his eyes. Out of the corner of one eye, he saw something red on his shirt. He could not turn to see what it was because where the oak tree had been was a large square piece of wood in the ground. He raised his head and saw two feet held to the wood with a large spike through them. He raised his head more, and tears came to his eyes as he saw &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Jesus hanging on a cross&lt;/span&gt;. He saw spikes in His hands, a gash in His side, a torn and battered body, deep thorns sunk into His head. Finally he saw the suffering and pain on His precious face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;As their eyes met, the man's tears turned to sobbing, and Jesus began to speak.
"Have you ever told a lie?" He asked
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
The man answered - &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Lord."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"Have you ever been given too much change and kept it?"
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
The man answered - "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Lord."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And the man sobbed more and more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
"Have you ever taken something from work that wasn't yours?" Jesus asked And the man answered - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;, Lord."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"Have you ever sworn, using my Father's name in vain?"
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
The man, crying now, answered - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;, Lord."
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
As Jesus asked many more times, "Have you ever?", the man's crying
became uncontrollable, for he could only answer - "Yes, Lord."&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Then Jesus turned His head from one side to the other, and the man felt
something fall on his other shoulder.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
He looked and saw that it was the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;blood of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;When he looked back up, his eyes met those of Jesus, and there was a look of love the man had never seen or known before.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jesus said, "I didn't deserve this either, but I forgive you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It may be hard to see how you're going to get through something, but when you look back in life, you realize how true this statement
is. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Read the following first line slowly and let it sink in.&lt;/span&gt;




&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;If God b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;rings you to it - He will bring you through it.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Lord I love You and I need You, come into my heart, today. For without
You I can do nothing.
&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When Jesus died on the cross, he was thinking of you!&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;(Adapted from an email sent from friend)

&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;
eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-271060270838629944?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/271060270838629944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=271060270838629944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/271060270838629944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/271060270838629944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/03/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever?'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-5683496666610724328</id><published>2007-02-20T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T21:42:30.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Empty Space in your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;The Empty Space in your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a blog of how to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;overcome temptations&lt;/span&gt;. I am not sure whether I am fit to write this particular blog as I still fall in temptations at times. But one thing is for sure - it is &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;the choice that you make&lt;/span&gt; - whether you overcome or fall in temptations.
&lt;br&gt;
I learnt this from the book - Battlefield of the Mind by JOYCE MEYER.
&lt;br&gt;
From one of her chapters she wrote about how to overcome and win the battle with temptations, she indicated this 'space' - &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;space that we choose what we want to fill it with&lt;/span&gt;. Of course there are only 2 things in general that we can fill this space with. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Good or Bad&lt;/span&gt;. Many times we chose to fill the space with bad things and that is why we ended up falling in the temptations Satan set for us.
&lt;br&gt;
If we make use of this space in our heart and fill it with Good things, I believe we can overcome all temptations easily. But unfortunately, many chose not to. That is why many Christians have been 'dragged' down by these temptations which include money, television, internet, games, pornography and more.
&lt;br&gt;
So we must learn how to &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;let go&lt;/span&gt; of this Bad things and be willing to let the Good things fill the empty spaces in our heart. This means letting the &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;words of God&lt;/span&gt; be filled in it and nothing more. This is because the word of God is what we, possessing the sinful nature in us, needs. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of you might not notice, we kept sinning unknowingly everyday and every moment might be the cause of this 'space' in our heart being filled with filthy things all along. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, brothers and sisters, &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;it is time to repent&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-5683496666610724328?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/5683496666610724328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=5683496666610724328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5683496666610724328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/5683496666610724328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/02/empty-space-in-your-heart.html' title='The Empty Space in your Heart'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-117007854442964094</id><published>2007-01-29T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T15:02:06.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What comes to your mind when you picture peace? Is it as simple as the 5-letter word? Or is it complicated as you might picture it?

&lt;br&gt;

To put it simple, according to 'The Battlefield of the Mind' by Joyce Meyer, there were 2 artists who were asked to portray peace in their artwork as they perceived. One of the artists managed to paint a &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;quiet, still lake, far back in the mountains&lt;/span&gt;. While the other, managed to perceive it as &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;a raging, rushing waterfall that has a birch tree leaning out over it with a bird resting in a nest on one of the branches&lt;/span&gt;.


&lt;br&gt;
So which artwork truly depicts peace? The &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;second one&lt;/span&gt; does as there is no such thing as peace without opposition. The first artwork represents stagnation. The scene it sets forth may be serene; a person might be motivated to want to go there to recuperate. It may offer a pretty picture but it does not depict the true meaning of Peace.
&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When opposition is going on and peace is found, that shows the wonder of being peaceful&lt;/span&gt;. Without opposition and where peace is always present, it depicts an unrealistic world which by nature, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;impossible to happen in this fallen world&lt;/span&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;
If the nature is peaceful by default, we, as humans - sinful by nature, are &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; fit to live in it. It is only the one whom is Perfect is fit to live in this Perfect nature. And if it is so, why do we still seek for perfect-ness?

&lt;br&gt;

Humans are &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;never satisfied&lt;/span&gt; (which includes me), and that is why we never have enough of everything that satisfies our fleshly needs. This explains why by the sinful nature that we all possesses, all the things we considered as 'needs' only tends to&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; satisfy our old-self or flesh, it is never or seldom the spiritual side.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

We need to learn that everything in this world is&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;temporal&lt;/span&gt; and we should not dwell so much in it as we are doing so. When the Time comes, we will leave what we treasure here to the Kingdom where only the One that will be treasured ultimately.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




Concept adapted from 'Battlefield of the Mind' by JOYCE MEYER



Eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-117007854442964094?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/117007854442964094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=117007854442964094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/117007854442964094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/117007854442964094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/01/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-116765652968252117</id><published>2007-01-01T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:25:42.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devotion
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The man who is devoted to fishing knows that if he wants the delights of catching fish he must accept the demands of getting up before dawn, braving the elements and appending long hours catching nothing. But the devoted fisherman regards it all as worthwhile.

&lt;br&gt;
There are untold delights in being devoted to Christ. Those who "believe in Him" can anticipate God keeping them "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;happy and full of peace&lt;/span&gt;" and can "&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;overflow with hope through the power of the Holy Spirit&lt;/span&gt;" (Romans 15:13). But devotion to Christ has its own demands.

&lt;br&gt;
Christ was so devoted to the Father's will that he "didn't please Himself" (Romans15:3). The Father's will was intensely challenging at times - the Garden of Gethsemane comes immediately to mind. There Jesus shrank from the horror of His assignment, but He devoted Himself to the Father and did His will nevertheless.
&lt;br&gt;

Jesus also devoted Himself to the needs of those around Him. Even &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the outcasts of society found in Him a friend and a support&lt;/span&gt;. His arms were &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;open wide&lt;/span&gt; to those who responded to His invitation, and He turned no truly repentant person (Matthew 11:28-30). So Paul could say, "Christ has accepted you" (Romans15:7), and he stressed that the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lord Jesus "came as a servant"&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 15:8)
&lt;br&gt;

Devotion to the Lord requires that the devotee have "the attitude of Christ Jesus" (Romans 15:5). &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We demonstrated this attitude most clearly when we are devoted to the well-being of others - even those with whom we disagree! We should reach out to those who don't know Christ so that they "might also give glory to God for His mercies to them" &lt;/span&gt;(Romans 15:9).

&lt;br&gt;
If the believer becomes nervous about the demands of devotion, he should remember that among the delights of devotion is the experience of being kept happy and full of peace! Serving others, reaching out, accepting people, and not pleasing yourself certainly does not sound like a recipe for happiness to secular man. But for the one who has studied the life of Christ and has devoted himself to His cause, there is assurance enough that this is the way to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fullness of life&lt;/span&gt;.

&lt;br&gt;
The devoted fisherman who reels in his fish counts the demands of fishing as nothing. The believer who finds his happiness in bringing glory to God and blessings to mankind regards the demands of devotion to Christ a delight.&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Adapted from The One Year Book of Devotions for Men by STUART BRISCOE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-116765652968252117?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/116765652968252117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=116765652968252117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116765652968252117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116765652968252117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2007/01/devotion.html' title='Devotion'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-116384608723668801</id><published>2006-11-18T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T18:36:36.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I want to thank God before this entry begins. As we are already thankful for His salvation F-O-C, we cannot be thankful enough but to repeatedly praise His name, thank Him and love Him. No words can describe how thankful we are. Just like no words can be used to describe how much He love us. Good? Better? Best? Nope. If there is such word call best-est, it is still not enough. Just like no one can describe exactly how long 'infinity' is.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


Why I am thankful? There are a lot of things to be - From the simplest and common to the bitterness and complicated things. Thankful for all the things from the moment I open my eyes every morning to the closing of my eyes at night. I will be thanking Him here till the day my eyes close. And will be worshiping Him when my eyes reopen in the kingdom that is prepared for me in Time to come.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




Why do I love Him so much? Because He listens to my call for help, my cries when I am in pain, my grief and sorrow when I am suffering, my dissatisfaction among many things and everything. No one will understand how one's feeling is. I may understand how many people would feel towards certain things, but I am unable to understand how one would feel internally.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



The pain I am going through is what He planned for me for the purpose of moulding me to be more Christ-like. Its never easy. Its never simple. Its never pain-free. Its always hard, its always painful, spiritually painful. The tears I shed are never for nothing. It symbolized the pain and suffering I am going through. There is always a reason for things and for things to happen. No one knows what the reason is unless it is made known to them. Things you ought to know will be made known to you and things you ought not to know don't.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


"..Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked shall I return. The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away.." (Job 1:21). This is the Time I am waiting. Seems far yet so near. Seems simple yet so complicated. Seems so easy yet so hard.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


The pain and suffering all Christians suffered here will be erased. Eternal life will be awarded. That is why I am confident to say - At death, I am not leaving but GOING Home. How true is it? It is as true as how Christ came to this world 2006 years ago and died in 33A.D. before He resurrected 3 days later. It is painful but not as painful as how He suffered. It is humiliating but not as humiliating as He was humiliated. It is the tears of grief that turned into tears of joy. It is the happiness that all Christians saw and is working hard for it.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


Hate me, scold me or ignore me but I have a word for you - I will still love you.

&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;/strong&gt;Eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-116384608723668801?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/116384608723668801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=116384608723668801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116384608723668801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116384608723668801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-116230656944024490</id><published>2006-10-31T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:18:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SP Wushu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;SP Wushu
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I am fond of SP wushu not because I like wushu but because of the people there. People with unique characters from various courses in Singapore Polytechnic came under one roof ; one training ground. We developed many memorable memories during training, outings or even at each other's company itself. It's amazing. In this entry, I will be giving everyone a little definition. And I hope that this also serve as a little understanding towards every and single one of you although some descriptions might be quite ridiculous. Read it with an open heart..
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Year 1s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Ming Hui - the dare-to-challenge guy
&lt;br&gt;
Poh Sein - the cool guy
&lt;br&gt;
Alvin - the hair-conscious guy
&lt;br&gt;
Gui Xiang - the elastic guy
&lt;br&gt;
Yi si - the cheerful girl
&lt;br&gt;
Hui Ying - the curious girl
&lt;br&gt;
Jesslyn - the cute girl
&lt;br&gt;
Ming Xian - the creative girl
&lt;br&gt;
Janice - the wushu-experienced girl
&lt;br&gt;
Eileen - the sinseh girl
&lt;br&gt;
Ting Ting - the fast runner girl
&lt;br&gt;
Cuthbert - the shy guy
&lt;br&gt;
Clement - the serious-face guy
&lt;br&gt;
Tien Eu - the tall spear/cudgel guy
&lt;br&gt;
Wayne Sim - the cat lover guy
&lt;br&gt;
Yuan Kuan - the happy guy
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Year 2s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicholas - the gymnastic guy
&lt;br&gt;
Wenqi - the flexible girl
&lt;br&gt;
Xinyou - the gundam guy
&lt;br&gt;
En Ci - the hardworking guy
&lt;br&gt;
En Le - the EnCi-like guy
&lt;br&gt;
Wennie - the straight hair girl
&lt;br&gt;
Alex - the laugh-very-loud guy
&lt;br&gt;
Shuo Ying - the kah boon's rival girl
&lt;br&gt;
Marvin - the Vincent Ng wannabe
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Year 3s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hui Fang - the daredevil girl
&lt;br&gt;
Lee Hong - the air-combo guy
&lt;br&gt;
Kah Boon - the aim-to-lose-weight guy
&lt;br&gt;
Yew Ming - the brush teeth guy
&lt;br&gt;
Gen Hao - the anime guy
&lt;br&gt;
Lai Heng - the distinction guy
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alumnis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weibin - the taiji guy
&lt;br&gt;
Tzeweng - the muscle guy
&lt;br&gt;
Leslie - the discipline guy
&lt;br&gt;
Zheng Hong - the mouse guy
&lt;br&gt;
Juliana - the banana girl
&lt;br&gt;
Haijiao - the sea-banana girl
&lt;br&gt;
Yong Xiong - the pro-funky guy
&lt;br&gt;
Chen Siang - the prince-charming guy
&lt;br&gt;
Gary - the brotherly guy
&lt;br&gt;
Peixuan - the Garfield girl
&lt;br&gt;
Wanling - the popular girl
&lt;br&gt;
Weijie - the chemical guy
&lt;br&gt;
Jerry - the commando guy
&lt;br&gt;
Samantha - the sword girl
&lt;br&gt;
Nigel - the sk2 guy

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

feel free to tag if you think that there's a better defination for the person. :)
eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-116230656944024490?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/116230656944024490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=116230656944024490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116230656944024490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116230656944024490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/10/sp-wushu.html' title='SP Wushu'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-116169351550910674</id><published>2006-10-24T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:57:02.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry the Cross and Follow Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carry the Cross and Follow Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I carry a cross as a simple reminder to me.
Of the fact that I am a Christian no matter where i may be.

&lt;br&gt;


This little cross is not magic. Nor is it a good luck charm.
It isn't meant to protect me.
From every physical harm.

&lt;br&gt;


It's not not for identification for all the world to see.
It's simply an understanding
Between my Saviour and me.

&lt;br&gt;


When I look at the cross, it is there to remind me
Of the price Jesus paid for me.


&lt;br&gt;

It reminds me, too, to be thankful. For my blessing day by day.
And to strive to serve the Lord better in all that I do and say.



&lt;br&gt;
It's also a daily reminder of the peace and comfort I share.
With all who know my Master and give themselves to His care.



&lt;br&gt;
So, I carry a cross
Reminding no one but me,
That Jesus Christ is Lord of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;





&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-116169351550910674?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/116169351550910674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=116169351550910674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116169351550910674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116169351550910674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/10/carry-cross-and-follow-me.html' title='Carry the Cross and Follow Me'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-116089774092935143</id><published>2006-10-15T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T15:38:19.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choose Life!
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is full of choices. Some are made for you, the rest you make. You cannot choose to be born, but you can choose how to live. You are not free to select your DNA, but you can choose to pursue an MBA. The choices you make shape the life you will live.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


We today still need to confront courageously the choice between life and death, blessing and cursing. Blessing is not automatic. It does not flow unbidden into a man's life. Blessing comes when we respond affirmatively to the Lord's call to live obediently.



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Jesus warned people, "You can enter God's kingdom only through the narrow gate. The highway to hell is board, and its gate is wide for the many who choose the easy way. But the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gateway to Life is small&lt;/span&gt;, and the road is narrow, and only a few ever find it" (Matthew 7:13-14). God still lays before us the options of trusting obedience and willful disobedience, and He outlines the results of the options:

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Life eternal on one hand, perishing on the other.
&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

God bestows upon man the ultimate privilege of choosing freely which way he will go. Of course, there would be no choice to make if God has not first chosen to reach out to us. So man's freedom to choose is a gift of grace. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;God chose to offer us life, then He chose to let us choose&lt;/span&gt;. Now the choice is ours! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;God offers the gift to eternal life to anyone who will repent and believe&lt;/span&gt;. God calls us to respond. If we obey His call, if we choose to go His way, we receive the gift. And it's the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;biggest gift&lt;/span&gt; ever offered to those who face the biggest choice ever made.

&lt;br&gt;

&lt;/strong&gt;Adapted from: The One Year Book of Devotion for Men by Stuart Bricoe.&lt;strong&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Eugene.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-116089774092935143?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/116089774092935143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=116089774092935143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116089774092935143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116089774092935143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/10/choose-life.html' title='Choose Life!'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-116005710777598229</id><published>2006-10-05T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:09:56.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting Patiently</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting Patiently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"God is not the God of the quick fix. Neither is He the Lord of the instant. He takes His time growing an oak from an acorn and allows the long winter to prepare the earth for the warmth of spring. But it is precisely the promise of spring that makes the winter more palatable, and it is the certainly that an oak lies hidden within the acorn that makes bearable to wait for the tree to grow.
Why, we wonder, does God take His time? No doubt His reasons are many and profound..." (from The One Year Devotion For Men by Stuart Briscoe)

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Yes, everything takes time, be it fast or slow. Sometimes we (I) really wanted things to happen the way I want at the exact timing that I could possibly meet. But often, the more we (I) crave for things to happen the way we (I) wanted, the higher the disappointment will be. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A lesson learnt&lt;/span&gt; - what we (I) wanted might not be the way God planned for the individuals. 'We' (I) means we are limited and 'God' means He is limitless. Simple as that and somehow, simple concept like this could turn out on what we termed as 'complicated situation'.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Generally, everyone has their own 'complicated situation' -- problems. And its mainly dwelling with things from this world such as &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;materialism&lt;/span&gt; which includes money, fashion, technology etc. Besides that, another thing from this world is also none other than what we (I) always hope for - the want for &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; (not Love).

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Since &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we are not perfect&lt;/span&gt;, the things we want can only satisfy our earthly body 'physically'. We do not know whether it is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Right or right&lt;/span&gt;. Therefore handing the situation to God is the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;wisest choice&lt;/span&gt; for He always know what is Right and right for us.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Therefore, I know that I could count on the Lord's planning for me as Right when I hand over all the things I wanted and needed (including worldly things) in my life to Him who will help me sort out and give it to me at the Right time - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;His time&lt;/span&gt;.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
In conclusion, His time is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;made unknown&lt;/span&gt; to us (me) thus, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;waiting patiently&lt;/span&gt; for His time is always the Right solution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/strong&gt;Eugene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-116005710777598229?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/116005710777598229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=116005710777598229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116005710777598229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/116005710777598229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/10/waiting-patiently.html' title='Waiting Patiently'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115943690899091570</id><published>2006-09-28T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:48:29.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise keeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promise Keeping
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Promise made in times of intense anguish sometimes fade from the memory once the the anguish has been assuaged. God, a man might pray, "if You'll only bring my wife back home, I promise I'll never abuse her again." Or, "Lord, if You help me find a job, I promise I'll never touch a drop of liquor again." Or, "Father, if You'll only get this plane down safely, I'll devote the rest of my life to being a missionary or a monk or something. Just so long as we land safely." We have all heard prayers like this - or prayed them ourselves!
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


The problem with promises like these is that they are rarely born of conviction - they tend more to be matters of convenience. As we don't like to be inconvenienced, we resort to various techniques to avoid it, even to the point of striking an empty bargain the Almighty. But paying the dues, or fulfilling our part of the "bargain," can become another source of inconvenience. So payment is often rationalized into oblivion. Granted, they are exceptions. Martin Luther, having survived an encounter with lighting, followed through his promise and did become a monk! But such men are the exception rather than the rule.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Hannah was another great exception. In her deep desire to bear a child, she prayed earnestly and promised, "O Lord Almighty, if You'll look down upon my sorrow and answer my prayer and give me a son, then I will give him back to You. He will be Yours for his entire lifetime" (1Sam.1:11). In her case, the dedication of her boy to the Lord would be more than a brief ritual. He would leave home and be placed in the care of an old priest whose own family was a dysfunctional disaster (2:12-17). Hannah could have found many great arguments for reneging on her promise, but she faithfully followed through. So as soon as he was weaned, Samuel left home and took up residence in the temple.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Elkanah, Hannah's husband, was not the most sensitive human being (1:8). But showed appropriate concern for his wife and her monumental decision to keep her promise when he told her, "May the Lord help you keep your promise" (1:23). That was the key. If the promise was made to the Lord and he Lord had done what was requested, then the Lord would enable her to do her part of the arrangement. As she was faithful, He, too, would be faithful.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Making a deal with God under duress may be a questionable deed. But making a solemn vow, as Hannah did, is not. What is questionable is the attitude that regards a promise made to the Lord as nonbinding. Better not to promise than to promise and renege, and better still to promise and perform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Adapted from 'The One Year Book of Devotions for Men'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115943690899091570?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115943690899091570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115943690899091570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115943690899091570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115943690899091570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/09/promise-keeping.html' title='Promise keeping'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115910859892171898</id><published>2006-09-24T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:48:51.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Body-Odour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Body-Odour&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you think of these 2 words when you immediately come across? Maybe the obvious words you might use to describe it are 'smelly!' or 'yuck!' or 'yeeee!' etc.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


But many didn't notice one thing. We are &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;very sensitive&lt;/span&gt; to other people's body odour. Like that of people who are generally quite obese. Note: "We are sensitive to other people's..." But when one have body odour, can we tell exactly that we, ourselves have it? Most can't as they are too used to it with the smell till they don't realize it exactly.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



In the above example, I am trying to convey a similar way to how we usually judge others. For example, we, or even myself tend to get irritated by someone's attitude towards certain things, manners at talking or acting and more frequently, habits. We (I) tend to get very sensitive to a certain extent about someone's flaws.


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A lesson to learn&lt;/span&gt; - Everyone have flaws, different ones. Even you and I have it. So do not criticize others' when you think that the flaws he or she have that you don't have. Similarly, when you &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;put yourself in his or her shoes&lt;/span&gt;, you don't like people to criticize you as well. It is an important lesson that all must learn as we often get irritated and frustrated at someone's habits when we ourselves don't possesses it.

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



In the same way, we have flaws. Lots and different of it but we don't realize it. We might be criticizing about others but think about yourself, do I have a habit that everyone hates? What is it? If you know, how are you going to change them? We need to ask ourselves these questions to be &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;self-conscious&lt;/span&gt; at times. Don't be others-conscious for others should be realizing it themselves. If not, we should &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;gently remind&lt;/span&gt; them of their habits and&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;encourage them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to gradually change. Not to talk behind their backs about their habits or attitude of how they handle things this or that way for we ourselves also have flaws that others don't. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;True friends&lt;/span&gt; don't talk behind their friends' back, instead, they should be loving them to an extent whereby issue like this one should be brought out openly letting the person know and remind him or her gently - an encouragement from a friend - will make him or her feels more comfortable when they are with you.



&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

In conclusion, we (I) need to learn about our (my) own 'body-odour' and think of ways to minimize and eventually stops the 'smell'. And don't talk about others at their backs about THEIR body-odour because if they finds out, they will be deeply hurt.
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



Eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115910859892171898?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115910859892171898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115910859892171898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115910859892171898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115910859892171898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/09/body-odour.html' title='Body-Odour'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115875296581286691</id><published>2006-09-20T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:00:24.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength in Weakness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strength in Weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having been captured by Israel's traditional enemies - the Philistines - as a result of his own ill-disciplined and careless, Samson was blinded and put to work in a mill. The Philistines interpreted Samson's downfall as a triumph for their national deity, Dagon. So they organized a huge celebration to honor him. "They praised their god saying, 'Our god has delivered our enemy to us!'" (Judges 16:24). Religious fervor, fueled by alcohol, stirred up by the crowd until they demanded that Samson be brought out and further humiliated. So the pitiful, blinded, former strong man was led by the hand into the mist of the jeering crowd, where they proceed to make sport of him.

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Samson was born with the express intention that he should "rescue Israel from the Philistines" (13:5). This was his reason for being. But his present circumstances were a brutal reminder of his ignominious failure. Far from delivering Israel from the Philistines, Israel's mighty man was held by them, bound and blind, his life blighted. So not only was Samson an object of ridicule, but he had also dragged Israel down to the status of laughingstock. Even worse, he had given the followers of Dagon the opportunity to believe that their man-made idol was stronger than and superior to the Creator God, Jehovah.


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As Samson stood in the midst of the crowd, unseeing but aware, he prayed! "Sovereign Lord, remember me again. O God, please strengthen me one more time so that I may pay back the Philistines for the loss of my eyes" (16:28). Apparently, even at this juncture, Samson had vengeance in mind, rather than the fulfillment of his divinely-ordained task - to deliver Israel from the Philistines. But he acknowledged that the Lord was the source of his strength and that his failure had left him estranged from his God. And he now wanted to be strengthened again.

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God granted his request. While Samson was concerned about his revenge for his eyes, God was interested in displaying His own majesty and superiority to man-made idols. So, in one awesome display of power, Samson pushed on the main supports of the building. Both he and the jeering crowd were then ushered into eternity amid screams of terror and a monumental architectural collapse.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Questions naturally come to mind. For example, was God aiding a vengeful man or assisting a suicide? But this question overlook he main point of the story: God is willing to use imperfect people to further His ends - so long as they acknowledge their dependence on Him. It was true of Samson, and it is true of you and me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115875296581286691?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115875296581286691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115875296581286691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115875296581286691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115875296581286691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/09/strength-in-weakness.html' title='Strength in Weakness'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115856806240335486</id><published>2006-09-18T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:30:03.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To everyone,
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All I want to say in this entry is to apologise. I know some of my previous entries might or may have offended someone and I sincerely apologise. I did not mean it whatsoever. Maybe the way I expressed things is just too sensitive. Please, everyone, if what I wrote is not appropriate before you, please correct me. Even if its criticisms, I will accept it and I am fine with it. Just refrain from using vulgarism.
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I might not be liked by some of you and all I ask of you is to correct me. I am a human. And human make mistakes. Some mistakes I made I might not know and I sincerely hope that people who read it could correct me. Tag it here or come up to me privately or openly is fine with me if any of the ways is fine with you.
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Even if you still hate me for it, I still ask for your forgiveness.
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Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115856806240335486?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115856806240335486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115856806240335486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115856806240335486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115856806240335486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-everyone.html' title='To everyone'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115837548337776506</id><published>2006-09-16T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T11:02:39.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wushu vs. Christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wushu vs. Christianity
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&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Born in 1986, baptized in 1987 and confirmated in 2003, Christianity in my life have been going on. And will be going till the second coming and then eternally. I have changed a lot from an old me to a new me. Learnt the meaning of life and the primary purpose of living in this world. Got tempted in many ways and fell along many times. Fall again whenever I stood up strong but I did learn my mistakes, only that was serious enough for me to realize I that I can't afford to continue like this. I prayed for a lot of things and those things I prayed did come true if it's for the sake of glorifying Him. However I also did not get what I wanted in prayer also for He wants me to wait for a reason. I can say that Christ changed me a lot inside out. I really thank Him for that.

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Wushu came into my life since secondary 1 as one of my cca. It became my hobby and interest when I was secondary 3. Developed a goal in secondary 4, that is, to train in the nationals. Train hard since then. Did not perform well enough in the competition in secondary 5. Tried harder in poly year 1 but did not get to compete what I wanted. Pushed myself to the limits in poly year 2 just to get my coach to recognize me and allow me to compete in the routine I always wanted for. But still failed. Was glad that I finally have a chance in poly year 3 to compete what I always wanted to - a dream come true - just to display what I am most capable of. But turn out to be nothing for I know there was a reason behind it.
This is my life in wushu for the past 9 years. Nothing but disappointment in myself (But I still thank Him). Having a goal is like having a purpose. My goal in wushu determines my purpose in every single training since secondary 4. Sweat, bled, and injured proved to be worthy in every way I see. But not anymore, wushu is just a sport to me now. I do not have purpose in it. It means nothing but fitness. An interest converted into a mere sport.
Just as God doesn't want me to focus too much in it for. He made me injured whenever new moves are learnt. He made me realize that the purpose I have in wushu doesn't serve as a purpose for Him. Therefore, that is why He made me injured so many times in so many similar ways just to convey the message across as I do not learn from it.
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So what do I mean by 'Wushu vs. Christianity'? It means that without Christ, I won't be in wushu. And I wouldn't have known so many great friends throughout the 9 years especially for the recent 3 years. I had a dream in wushu and I am glad that the dream did not fulfil for I realize it was just a temporary goal, not an eternally one.

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Now I have a temporary and an eternal goal - to be filial and to be a servant respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;

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eugene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115837548337776506?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115837548337776506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115837548337776506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115837548337776506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115837548337776506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/09/wushu-vs-christianity.html' title='Wushu vs. Christianity'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115815694741878951</id><published>2006-09-13T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:24:08.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus 3, Satan 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jesus 3, Satan 0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus showed the way to triumph over temptation. Hungry, tired, and lonely after forty days and nights fasting in the wilderness, he was offered the chance to break his fast by changing a stone into a loaf of bread. It was not-so-subtle temptation to take matters into his own hands rather than to trust the one into whose hand he was committed. His response - "People need more than bread for their life" (Luke 4:4) - showed he was not about to desert God for bread. Jesus 1, Satan 0.

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Next, Jesus was offered power and status in return for believing a lie and perpetrating fraudulent worship. His response - "You must worship the Lord your God; serve only him" (Luke 4:8) - rebuffed the devil and reaffirmed his commitment to truth and his disdain for the abuse of power and prestige. Jesus 2, Satan 0.

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Finally, Jesus was offered the chance to "prove" his faith by an act of sheer irresponsibility. Standing on the "highest point of the Temple" he was encouraged to "jump off" (Luke 4:9) - an act purportedly legitimized by a doubtful application of Psalm 91. He responded, "Do not test the Lord your God" (Luke 4:12). Jesus 3, Satan 0. So the devil retreated for a while.


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It may be objected that we are not Jesus, so we cannot be expected to stand against Satan. It can legitimately be said in response that we do not face Satan as he did, either. But more significantly, we do have the Spirit and we do have God's word. Jesus overcame by "the Holy Spirit power" (Luke 4:14) and deft use of "the Scriptures." By God's grace, we can do that!
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Adapted from "The one year book of Devotions for men"

&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/19772562-115815694741878951?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115815694741878951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115815694741878951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115815694741878951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115815694741878951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/09/jesus-3-satan-0.html' title='Jesus 3, Satan 0'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115803260473503517</id><published>2006-09-12T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T11:52:18.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;




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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Best friend(s) is someone who is willing to share the burden with you, listen to your troubles, help you when you are in need, accompany you when you need someone to do so and he or she is the one whom you always have in contact for, besides a BGR relationship. I have once a so-called best friend. We would chat about any topic that we have in mind. Can say we have chatted a wide range of topics. The best thing is that we were willing to share the problems we have in our daily lives everytime we meet up. I treasured that moment because at least there is one more person whom I can openly share my problems (in this world) with besides myself and God. But not any more. We have never been meeting much since he got himself a girlfriend. Things change quite a bit and I am 'alone' again. That's the power of having a relationship. People change. Not all but majority. Sometimes I just wonder whether I would be one of the majority. Guess that this topic is becoming dull as I have been speaking of in many previous updates.

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Although I still do have many friends I could share my problem with, I chose not to. Because I admit that I am not as close to them or vice versa. Some times looking on the good side of 'gossiping', it shows me that anyone that participate in it tend to trust one another pretty well and that is why they are willing to tell what they really feel at their bottom of their hearts at times. However, I still strongly disagree of gossiping being practiced although I myself did participate at times. I have since restrained myself from doing so.

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I really wish I can have this kind of friend whom I can really trust. Sometimes its not that they can't earn my trust but just that I am unwilling to fully open up myself to them. Looking at the gossips everywhere, it looks like I really can't 'open' myself up to the fullest. Although I claimed to be 'open-minded'... We need to ask ourselves - what is the purpose of gossiping?



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However, I do thank God for He has always been the One listening to my troubles whenever, wherever and however. I guess the ones whom I can really trust are the adults in my Church who could fully understand my trouble besides all my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;So who is my best friend(s) now? I really can't answer that. But one thing is for sure, every friend I have made is good and I sincerely hope I can further develop this friendship more intimately in time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115803260473503517?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115803260473503517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115803260473503517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115803260473503517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115803260473503517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-friend.html' title='Best Friend'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115626018820939164</id><published>2006-08-22T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T23:34:16.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before a Christian die</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Before a Christian die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;




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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think perhaps we are living too comfortably that we forgot the inevitable - Death. Where will the Christians be going after death? Heaven. Simple as that. But not all Christians goes to the Kingdom.

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So, will it be too late if you know that you only have a day left to live with while you still have tons of incomplete stuffs that you need to do?
What is your purpose in this world that you are sent for?
Do you know your missions to this point of life?


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Behold, Christians! We are called to Glorify and set a Christ-like example in the Name of God. That's Our mission.

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Dear brothers and sisters in Christ, we are as weak as one another that is why we need to pray for each other. I urge all Christians who have seen this message and start a prayer immediately upon reading it.


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&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Pray that we will understand the Lord more and to set His words the priority above and before everything.
&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Pray that we, the sons and daughters of the Almighty may set a Christ-like example and bring across His testimony to our friends and therefore, radiate His glory.
&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Pray that before the second coming of Christ Jesus, we may all complete our missions and meet one another in the Kingdom He has prepared for us.
&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Pray that we will not make ourselves too comfort and cozy in this fallen world for our actual Home awaits us in the Time to come.
&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Pray that the lost children may be found and brought back to the Lord by preaching through His Name.
&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Pray and instruct Satan to leave us for what we are accomplishing will be done in the Name of Christ Jesus.

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Remembers dear brothers and Sisters in Christ, the only things we can bring to Heaven with us are not money, career, fashion and technology BUT the those who have accepted Christ and the songs we have learnt to sing in this world. For we are going to sing it to the Lord up there once we have rehearse lots and lots of time in this world.

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Thank you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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Agape,
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Eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115626018820939164?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115626018820939164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115626018820939164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115626018820939164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115626018820939164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/08/before-christian-die_22.html' title='Before a Christian die'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115296878828586695</id><published>2006-07-15T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:06:29.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cost of dating and the cycle of a relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The cost of dating and the cycle of a relationship&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Having a relationship at the age of 16-20 is in fact too early. Through experienced adults, I somehow agreed it's too early too. However, some might not think so. On the contrary, many thought that at the age of 18-20 should be the period where they should be finding themselves a partner.
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So what exactly is a relationship? I bet readers have been bored from what I have been explaining since. But I will still do so until more and more people understand the true meaning of it. At the teenage years, most of us are being blinded by lust that we thought is love. Even if some might defined it as love, it might not be true love. Finding a partner can be difficult if the one you are seeking is the 'real one'.
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In today's context, having one partner after another doesn't really seem a big deal after all. Many will just continue to find and be with the ones they desire. Until the day when they found out that they can't cope with one another's attitude, they will just end the relationship. And after a period, begin finding another. Is this the correct way of using a 'trial and error' method to find your life partner? The answer is definitely NO.
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As the word 'life' partner implements, the one that we will be together with will last forever. Not just a moment but the time that we will be spending with here on earth. During my years in secondary school, many of my friends like to compare the number of 'ex' they have. They are proud of it when the one with the most 'ex' confessed. But actually, these are the people who are not seeking for true love but lust. That was (is) why many would want a beautiful girl and handsome guy. This is not incorrect but incomplete.
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In order to choose for a real one, it really takes time and effort. Which by our sinful nature, always fail to do so. So how to look for a real partner? There are actually several ways to do so, which I learnt it from a dao(3) shi(4) during one of the fellowship on sunday. It was a meaningful session for all of us although there were not many who turned up.
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FIRSTLY: For any relationship, it must always starts from the level of friendship. Skipping this level to the next doesn't make any sense. I shall explain this:
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To begin finding, the best way is to go out with a group of friends. And through this outing, develop an intimate friendship with the rest and you will eventually find out who suits you. How? Basically, when you are with a group of friends, one would usually behave like 'themselves', and therefore, you would know what are their 'true faces'.
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SECONDLY: Having a relationship is not of those of a 'play play' attitude but requires a serious one. If you want to just satisfy you wants (lust), then just go ahead. But it will surely end up hurting one's feeling. As mentioned at the bottom of my blog, the best expression of love is time. And therefore, finding the ultimate one do needs time to develop. I was once unconscious of lust, so I got myself fallen into the hole of lust which I regretted later.
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To have a relationship is to be ready for you are spending the rest of your life with the one from the truth. In other word, the ultimate goal of having a relationship is to get married! Simple as that. It might seems far-sighted but it is still the ultimate meaning and purpose to a relationship.
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THIRDLY, set your priority well. Do not put your relationship with your partner before the relationship you are having with your friends. This is because, friends are always more important. They share your problems and accompany you throughout your life. Yup, of course your precious one can do so but having a relationship is not always stable. Relationship fluctuates. And when you encounter times when you two quarrel, you will still need your friends to seek help from. When your friends do feel neglected by you due to the relationship you are having, they will gradually leave you. Consequently, when you face times of trouble, you will not have any friends to turn out to and you will then experience what is the meaning of being lonely.
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Normally for a guy, they get married at the age of 28 to 30. For girls, slightly earlier. And from the statistic, the amount of time for both to be at the 'peak' period of loving is 2 years. What do I mean by 'peak' period? It's the initial stage whereby a relationship gets started and one would find that whatever the partner do, they will say it's cute, amiable and stuff like that (the meaning is not exactly like this but somehow). After 2 years, these feelings will gradually fade and the year after which will be followed by a war between the sexes. I was quite shock upon hearing but come to think of it, it is quite true that what I saw among my friends proves it. All this is statistically proven, be it true or not is up to your imagaination. &lt;/span&gt;
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eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115296878828586695?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115296878828586695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115296878828586695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115296878828586695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115296878828586695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/07/cost-of-dating-and-cycle-of.html' title='The cost of dating and the cycle of a relationship'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115210779575876621</id><published>2006-07-05T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:13:26.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BGR – a need to want? (Based on my observations)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BGR - a need to want? (Based on my observations)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have not been writing in for quite time. A lot of things are going through my mind lately and I really wish I can slowly list them down one by one. Yes, I have been observing things that are revolving around my life lately and still, I have realized that the hottest topic among the teenagers is till the same - BGR.

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If you have realized, almost every show from overseas and local, they consist of a 'relationship-story' one hand or the other. Most of the time, or in fact every show are like this. Be it action movies or any other, they will always have a blend of 'worldly love' - which what I called it to be. I wonder why. I was thinking that perhaps that this world we live in only consist of 2 kinds of being - Females and Males. And that is why such topic in shows 'cannot' be avoided. Shows like this are often 'happily ever after' and the casts are always handsome guys and pretty girls and that contribute to one of the reason why we also WANT a relationship like this. It fulfilled the 'needs' of human. Many are craving for this and thus, falling into the hole of lust. Therefore, to simplify the 'needs' I referred to earlier on, is the WANT from our lustful thoughts and our sinful nature.

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To define more clearly, BGR is a topic classified under 'Wants'. And of course, 'wants' are the essential that humans think that this is what they really 'need'. So is BGR a Want or Need? Before I proceed, I would like to state that what is written here is purely based on my thoughts and my Christianity believes.
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To me, a Boy-Girl relationship is a Want to be accompanied by a party of another gender. Simply to say, it is human's natural ability to be attracted of the one of opposite sex. Classified under Maslow's Hierarchy of needs, a relationship is under the third most important with regards to human life, which I agreed. In this category - Belongingness and Love needs according to Maslow, is not the primary needs, rather it's the secondary. So what do secondary needs mean? It basically means that you can still survive without having a relationship. (In this case, I am referring to BGR).
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The reason for me to address this issue is that people (majority) wants to feel what are the real feelings of being loved by the one they like (which can be lust). Others might be thinking that having a boyfriend or girlfriend do impacts their life in the long terms. For instance, getting married and have children. This is a far-sighted goal, which is good. I believe it's a nightmare to those who thinks that if they are going to spend the rest of their life 'alone'. And therefore, many come to conclude that the need to have a partner to spend their life with is essential.

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Frankly speaking, I personally feel that the ones who will be spending the life with you will be your friends instead of your partner. Why? It is because you came to know all your friends first before knowing your partner. It only when most found their so-called 'Mr or Ms right' then they would gradually increase the gap between their friends. Yes, again it might not be true but I am addressing to the majority.
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To me, a relationship will always be a want. This is because I can still survive without a partner. You might ask, 'So what are my needs?'
My answer is simple. I believe this is also the answer that will be all of yours needs as well. That is, the Air, Water, Food and most importantly, the LORD Almighty. I am not trying to be lame or funny but serious about it. These are the Essentials! For you can't survive without them.
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I admit I want a relationship; however, I do not need it. Even if I find the one, I would want it to be a Glorifying one. Frankly speaking, I have been admiring and people with wonderful relationships and I also believe many also admires too when they sees it. But to me, I think that the best way to spell LOVE is still 'T-I-M-E'.

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The above context is based on my worldly views only.
If you have any comments for me, be it good or bad, please tag. Thank you.
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Agape,
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Eugene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115210779575876621?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115210779575876621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115210779575876621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115210779575876621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115210779575876621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/07/bgr-need-to-want-based-on-my_05.html' title='BGR – a need to want? (Based on my observations)'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115105083428818369</id><published>2006-06-23T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T16:24:54.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The lamb on His shoulders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The lamb on His shoulders
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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe everyone have seen before or know the picture of Jesus carrying a lamb on His shoulders. However, few know the meaning behind it. It is found in the story "The Lamb's Broken Leg" as told by William Branham.
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This is an old shepherd story that was told in Jerusalem in the Holy Lands of a Shepherd carrying a sheep.
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Another shepherd asked, "Why are you carrying it?"
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"It got a broken leg."
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"How did it do that? Fall over a cliff?"
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"No, I broke its leg."
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The other shepherd said, "Why? You're a cruel shepherd to break that sheep's leg."
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"No, I love it. It was going astray and I couldn't make it obey me. So I broke its leg so it would have to depend on me, look to me, and stay with me."
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(Adapted from 'Cat and Dog Theology' by Bob Sjogren &amp; Gerald Robison)
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Relating to the worldly context, sometimes come to think of it, we really need our leg to be 'broken' in order to be obedient. This world we are living in is deteriorating. The things that are available to us that cause us to sin have increasingly captured our sinful nature and that is why many have been leading astray either from peers or from the media.
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Take myself for example; I have not been delighting Him due to my sinful nature and my temptations. We are called to honor and give glory to Him but few have done it. Therefore, I really hope that my legs could be 'broken' by Him and be carried by Him on His shoulders as this is the only way I can be in total obedience.
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In fact, whenenever I got injured from my training, it reminds me to rely on Him. Or to phrase it another way, whenever I am injured, He is reminding me that I am relying too much on my own, which He don't want me to.
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Like I have said, learning to live the Christ-like life is hard but not impossible. In the process of living out this way, I will be persecuted. Like Him. Perhaps I need to be ready for it. For those who endured to the end will be Saved.
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Eugene. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115105083428818369?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115105083428818369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115105083428818369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115105083428818369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115105083428818369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/06/lamb-on-his-shoulders.html' title='The lamb on His shoulders'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115055638788602062</id><published>2006-06-17T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T22:59:47.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple yet complicated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;

&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;simple yet complicated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;everything seems to be so white, so pure and so real

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i wonder when this day is

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a day of actuality and truth
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days of my life are bound to pass
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but I am not afraid
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for Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
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even if they day comes for me to leave
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you will be there to bring me Home
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the place I truly belonged
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how I wish to spend my eternity will the one I love
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but that day never seems to be near
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how I wish to spend my remaining time with the one I care

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but that day never seems to come
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how I wish to share the Joy with someone special
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but that 'special' is yet to be defined
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i hate myself at times

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for I am unable to do the things I am capable

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all this, are nothing but lust
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for You thought me the best way to spell Love is " T - I - M - E "

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eugene.

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&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;He paid for everything. (Re-post)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak..."I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the
bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time." "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?"
"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy.
"They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"
"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"
"How much?" the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all
"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.
Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"
"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!"
"How much?" He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life."
Jesus said, "DONE!"
Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.
Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also "believes" in God).
Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding
the Lord, people think twice about sharing?
Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.
Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.&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/19772562-115030215123220075?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115030215123220075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115030215123220075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115030215123220075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115030215123220075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/06/he-paid-for-everything-re-post.html' title='He paid for everything (re-post)'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-115008466671909246</id><published>2006-06-12T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:53:47.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there an actual place called "Hell"?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there an actual place called "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



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&lt;strong&gt;The answer to this question rests in the authority of the Scripture, because the Bible certainly teaches us of a very real and very terrible place of punishment for those who keep Christ out of their lives.

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It's very sad to me that we so often hear people speak of Hell lightly. To many it is something to be joked about, or a curse word used casually.
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The fact of the reality of Hell is taught throughout the Bible in innumerable passages. The Lord Jesus Christ Himself probably had more to say about it than anyone else. He was a teacher with the most impressive credentials--a sinless life, a miraculous ministry, and an empty tomb that could not hold Him.

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Christ is often spoken of as "Gentle Jesus, meek and mild," but that label hardly fits with the language we find in Mark chapter nine as He affirms the fact and reality of Hell. We read these strong statements:

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And if thy hand offend thee, cut it off: it is better for thee to enter into life maimed, than having two hands to go into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched: Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched. And if thy foot offend thee, cut it off: it is better for thee to enter halt into life, than having two feet to be cast into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched: Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched. And if thine eye offend thee, pluck it out: it is better for thee to enter into the kingdom of God with one eye, than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire: Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.
-Mark 9:43-48

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In another passage Christ calls the Scribes and Pharisees a "generation of vipers," and warns them, "How will you escape the damnation of Hell?" (Matt. 23:33) Those are pretty strong words from the Lord Jesus. He laid it on the line. He told it like it is.
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When someone questions the fact and reality of Hell, he's actually questioning the authority of the Bible, and the authority of the Lord Jesus Christ Himself. The Christian faith is all tied up together, and when it is attacked at one point, it becomes vulnerable at all. It holds together beautifully.

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&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If Christ is the Son of God, and if He came into time from eternity, and came into the world from Heaven and died and rose again from the dead, then anything He ever said on any subject is worth hearing and ought to be heeded. And is really to be received without question. So people who have problems with the fact and reality of Hell sometimes do not realize that their real problem is with the person of the Lord Jesus Christ and who He is and why He came to the world.
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&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Adapted from : http://www.christiananswers.net/q-grace/hell.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-115008466671909246?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/115008466671909246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=115008466671909246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115008466671909246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/115008466671909246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/06/is-there-actual-place-called-hell.html' title='Is there an actual place called &quot;Hell&quot;?'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-114995130341746467</id><published>2006-06-10T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T22:56:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will BGR affect you? (re-post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;will BGR affect you?(re-post)&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;This is what I have been observing this few years of BGR relationships and I am going to share with those who read this particular blog.
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Since I graduated from my secondary school, I noticed that most of my friends were engaging in relationships. Yes, i did envy them but later, i found out that they started to change gradually.
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I could still remember, we used to go out together or called one another to ask if we are free over the weekends frequently. But later on, one by one, slowly left due to the relaionships that they were having. It was obvious that all of my friends, or in fact, my best friends spent most of the time with their love ones. I can still remember, 5 of my friends gradually left one another after they engaged in relationships. It was sad for me as loniness came at that point of my life. Then I began to realize that having a BGR have the ability to change a person's character. Even now, the friends i have made have the same attitude.
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Being young adults, we are the most 'active' at this point of life. Many people are starting to find a suitable partner and engage in relationships. I have always heard of people saying what type of parnter they want in life. Some prefer handsome, beautiful, rich, caring, fun-loving etc. I believe most of you have heard of. But it is important? To some or in fact most will say it is important.
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But before you engage in a relationship, think twice. Will you affect your friendships with those who have come this far with you? Will you still spend the time you used to spend with them? Will you be bias? these are some of the question you need to ask yourself.
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I have seen too much of this. People starts to leave their friends when they found their partners. They have no time to be with their friends anymore. And imagine that you are one of them and all your friends started to leave you. What will you feel? No one will understand this concept until they put themselves in others shoes.
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When the day comes when they found themselves in a broken relationship, they will one day come back to the friends he or she used to have. By then, it will be too late. Friends are important but most people dont sees it. They will only approach their friends when they are in need. I am not saying that all those who are having a relationship are like this but true enough, this applies to the majority. I have seen too much. It is like you are being made used of when they are lonely or when they need company. But when they found their partners, majority of them just toss you side and will only call you when they are in need. Just like what I have encountered in most of my friends, they will ignore you until they are at a verge of being broke up and then, they will seek for help.
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I am not saying that having a relationship is bad. But if you want to have a relationship, please make sure that you do not neglect any of your friends who are always there for you. The reason being for me to say all these is because i felt really bad for those who have been left aside by their friend. I believe most of you know what is the feeling like when you got neglected by one of your best friends. That is why we often must put ourselves in others shoes so that we will truely understand how he or she will feel when they got neglected.
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For those who are currently having a relationships, think of the friends. Have you spend enought time with them? Or you just think that it is not important? This is your choice anyway. I am just writing to express how bad a person would feel when they got neglected by their friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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eugene.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-114995130341746467?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/114995130341746467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=114995130341746467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114995130341746467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114995130341746467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/06/will-bgr-affect-you-re-post.html' title='will BGR affect you? (re-post)'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-114813614275828604</id><published>2006-05-20T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:01:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Guide to Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daily Guide to Happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;PRAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is the greatest power on earth.&lt;/span&gt;




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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is a God-given privilege.&lt;/span&gt;



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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;READ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is the fountain of wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;




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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is the source of power.&lt;/span&gt;



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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;BE FRIENDLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is the road to happiness.&lt;/span&gt;




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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;GIVE&lt;/span&gt;



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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is too short a day to be
selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is the secret of perpetual youth.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;LAUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;




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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is the music of the soul.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is the price of success.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is the secret of security.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-114813614275828604?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/114813614275828604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=114813614275828604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114813614275828604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114813614275828604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/05/daily-guide-to-happiness.html' title='Daily Guide to Happiness'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-114667142939915167</id><published>2006-05-03T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:59:56.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is What you Want you Really Want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is What you Want you Really Want?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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I have listened to an audio sermon preached by Rey C. Stedman. He said: The greatest lessons we can learnt in the spiritual life is that if we want something bad enough, God will give it to us. But we ought to be prepared to face the consequences. Its like God says, '"You may have wanted you want, but you will have to take the results along with it." This is true in everything about life. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It isn't just true in the religious realm but it is true about every aspects of life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One you have made a choice, you must take the results. And this is how God deals with us in the Biblical context.


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If we start hungering and thirsting after what we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; instead of relying upon God to give us what we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;, we will discover that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what we want is no longer what we want&lt;/span&gt;. Therefore, we should repent before Him and rely upon God to give us what we need.

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A true story of a little girl and her father -- One day, the little girl of about 8 years of age and she said to her father, "Daddy, I want a ball-bearing skates. All the children have a ball-bearing skates and this is what I want."


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And her father replied, "But dear, you do have a pair of skates."


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She said,"Yes dad, I have a pair of skates but they are not ball-bearing skates. They are roller-bearing skates. And you can't go as fast on roller-bearing skates compare to the other."

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As the family income was not stable, the father had no choice but to turn his daughter down. But she wouldn't let him be. That night, when her father came home from work, there was a little note at his table and he unfolded and it said, "Dear daddy, I still want the ball-bearing skates." And when he went to bed at night, there was another note pinned to his pillow. It said, "Daddy, would you buy me a ball-bearing skates?"


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The father did what we would have done and he went down and bought a pair of ball-bearing skates. When he gave them to his daughter, she was delighted. She threw her arms around his father's neck and hugged, kissed and thanked him and then she put on the ball-bearing skates and started out the game down the sidewalk around the corner. That was the last time they ever saw her alive. The skates were too much for her and she slipped, hitting her head against the sidewalk. Her parents immediately sent her to hospital but she died before the night was out.

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When we wanted something of God, and He seems as though He was not willing that we should have it and we kept crying out for it and insisting that we have something that was like what the others had. Is this the attitude that most of you have?
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Finding a life partner is the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; you saw how wonderful other couples can be and you just want to be like them. How romantic and how lovely can it be. You and I just want it isn't it? But if God says it's still not the time, you have to bear with Him. Because there is no point acting on your own for you wanted it so badly. And if that's the case, you have to bare the results. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;God is never late or early, He has the perfect timing for each of us. For He always leave the best behind for His precious sons and daughters.
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What others have we should not envy. What other possesses we should not want. For all we need is catered by our Lord. If others have a ball-bearing skates, be satisfied that you have a roller-bearing ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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eugene&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-114667142939915167?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/114667142939915167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=114667142939915167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114667142939915167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114667142939915167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-what-you-want-you-really-want.html' title='Is What you Want you Really Want?'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-114572346262865086</id><published>2006-04-23T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T00:35:40.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gospel of Judas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;The Gospel of Judas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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The key issue here is that Jesus actually asked Judas to betray him inorder to fulfill His mission. The NT gospel - Matthew, Mark, Luke &amp; John, did not tell us why Judas betrayed Jesus. The gospel books also did not give us any instruction given to Judas' mission however, in the discovery of 'The Gospel of Judas', it answered the missing link why judas did what he did and about the special arragement Jesus had for him.
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The society has already revealed the text of a second-century papyrus copy of the document on their website. As described in a New York Times article, the Gospel of Judas is 26-pages in length and a Coptic translation from the Greek in which it's thought to have originally been written about one-century before.
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As reported by both the Times and on NPR's Day-to-Day, this is seen as some bombshell revelation. The Times, for example, claims that, "The text gives new insights into the relationship of Jesus and the disciple who betrayed him, scholars reported today."
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Times also stated that "Unlike the accounts in the New Testament Gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, the anonymous author of the Gospel of Judas believed that Judas Iscariot alone among the 12 disciples understood the meaning of Jesus' teachings and acceded to his will. In the diversity of early Christian thought, a group known as Gnostics believed in a secret knowledge of how people could escape the prisons of their material bodies and return to the spiritual realm from which they came."

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But frankly, there's nothing new here and certainly nothing that undermines the credibility of Biblical teaching about Jesus Christ.
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The term, gnostic, comes from the Greek word, gnosis, meaning knowledge. Gnostics said that Jesus gave certain secret knowledge to various people--who differed from one gnostic group to another. This secret knowledge, it was taught, gave those who learned it special insight or special wisdom not possessed by others.
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But of course, while Jesus did sometimes teach only three or twelve of His disciples, that teaching was always an explication either of long-known Old Testament truth or of teachings which in some form, He shared with large numbers of people. This is the point behind Jesus' remark to His accusers, "I have spoken openly to the world; I have always taught in synagogues and in the temple, where all the Jews come together. I have said nothing in secret." (John 18:20)
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And once, when asked to account for his faith by King Herod Agrippa, the apostle Paul recounted Jesus' life, death, and the Christian assertion of His resurrection and observed:
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Indeed the king knows about these things, and to him I speak freely; for I am certain that none of these things has escaped his notice, for this was not done in a corner. [Acts 26:26]
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There were many "gospels" floating around in the first, second, and third centuries. One reason that gnostic gospels like the Gospel of Judas or the documents that lay behind Dan Brown's novel, The Da Vinci Code, didn't make it into the Bible we have today is that there are no secrets with Jesus Christ. He's been revealed to the world. And so has the way of eternal life He grants:
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"For God so loved the world that he gave his only Son, so that everyone who believes in him may not perish but may have eternal life." (John 3:16)
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We must remember that Jesus is consistent with His teachings regarding His mission. In Luke 22:3, Luke recorded that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Satan entered Judas, called Iscariot, on of the Twelve. And Judas went to the chief priests...and discussed with them how he might betray Jesus. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The other gospel books also clearly suggested that Judas' preparation to betray Jesus seem to be directed by his own greed.
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We must be alert therefore that the new discovery of the "lost gospels" may undermine the reliability of the Bible as the very Word of God because they have discovered some important facts in which the Gospel Books did not explained. As such, we must always be ready to give an answer to our faith. We must continue to remain firm, responsible and steadfast to the Word of God.
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from Pastor Wilson Tan's blog (refer to my links)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-114572346262865086?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/114572346262865086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=114572346262865086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114572346262865086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114572346262865086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/04/gospel-of-judas.html' title='The Gospel of Judas'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-114396773852422680</id><published>2006-04-02T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T16:52:58.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is the Only One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is the Only One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He is the One who reflects what I am today&lt;br&gt;
He is the One who transformed me&lt;br&gt;
He is the One who taught me what I can do today&lt;br&gt;
And He is the One who Love me lots&lt;br&gt;
He is the One whom I rely&lt;br&gt;
He is the One whom I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
He is the One who punishes me&lt;br&gt;
And He is the One whom I appreciate&lt;br&gt;
He is the One who comfort me&lt;br&gt;
He is the One who never leaves me&lt;br&gt;
He is the One who provides me&lt;br&gt;
And He is the One of Everything&lt;br&gt;
He is the One who protects me&lt;br&gt;
He is the One who taught me Love&lt;br&gt;
He is the One the Only One&lt;br&gt;
And he is the One I truly Love&lt;br&gt;


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For He sent His Only Son to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;die for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
How grateful we should be but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; sees the need&lt;br&gt;
The pain He suffered was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; comparable&lt;br&gt;
For this was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Only way&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;The Only way to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;The Only way to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eternality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Behold, for the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;End is Near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And the time is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;running short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Choose wisely&lt;/span&gt; my friend&lt;br&gt;
For you are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;accounting&lt;/span&gt; for your Decision&lt;br&gt;
Hate me if you would&lt;br&gt;
For what was written will &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;come true&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;Behold the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Judgment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
For it is coming when you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't expect&lt;/span&gt;. 
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eugene&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-114396773852422680?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/114396773852422680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=114396773852422680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114396773852422680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114396773852422680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/04/he-is-only-one_02.html' title='He is the Only One'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-114243689523035805</id><published>2006-03-15T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:34:55.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheeps and Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sheeps and Goats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People who believe that they have been abused seek justice. The abused want wrong to be punished amd the right to be rewarded. Where wrong have triumphed, the look for&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;restitution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Where right has been ignored, they look for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;recognition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;By contrast, people who have abused others seeks mercy. When their wrong go unnoticed, they hope it will remain so. When their wrongs are exposed, they hope that they not be caught. Should those people be brought to justice, they look for mercy. When mercy is granted, the abused cry," Where's the justice?" When the abused are dealt with firmly, they complaint," Where's the mercy?"&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are simlar complaints in Ezekiel's time, directed against the Lord! The people were saying, " the Lord is not just." To this the Lord replied," &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will judged each of you according to your deeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" (Ezek. 33:20). The "deeds" of which he spoke were the dealings that the people of Israel were having with each other. They all belonged to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;same nation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, were all beneficiaries of the same covenant, and were all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;suffering the same punishments for the unfaihfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But there the similarity ended. From a distance, they all looked the same. But the Lord knew the difference and promised that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He will separate "the sheeps from the goats"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (34:17). The Lord will deal with the "fat and powerful" who were abusing the "injured" and the "weak" (34:16). What would be the Lord's treatment of the abusers? He promised to feed them -- but to "feed them justice" (34:16).&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Lord's indignation and promised judgement were leveled at those whose behavior showed scant regard for anyone other than themselves. Maintaining the sheeps and goats analogy, He complainted," Is it not enough for you to keep the best of the pastures for yourselves?" Must you also trample down the rest? ... All that is left for My flock to eat is what you have trampled down. All they have to drink is the water that you have fouled" (34:18-19). &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Social studies is the name we give to concerns to this nature today. It has always been a concern of the Lord's. But it has not necessarily been a concern of his people. The Lord &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;repeatedly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sent His prophets to remind His people that they must treat their neighbors justly. And He &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; reminded them that failure to exercise justice would mean they would be subjected to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; justice! But they dished out injustice and craved mercy. Nothing has changed.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fortunately for us, our just and righteous Lord is full of compassion and grace. When we appreciate this and appropriate His mercy, we will demonstrate a concern for justice. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This separates the sheeps from the goats.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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from "The one year book of devotions for men" by Stuart Briscoe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-114243689523035805?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/114243689523035805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=114243689523035805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114243689523035805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114243689523035805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/03/sheeps-and-goats.html' title='Sheeps and Goats'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-114217391914044274</id><published>2006-03-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:51:07.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMERGENCY BIBLE PHONE NUMBERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;EMERGENCY BIBLE PHONE NUMBERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;When in sorrow call John 14

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When men fail you call Psalm 27&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you want to be fruitful call John 15&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you have sinned call Psalm 51&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you worry call Matthew 6:19-34&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you are in danger call Psalm 91&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When God seems far away call Psalm 139&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When your faith needs stirring call Hebrews 11&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you are lonely and fearful call Psalm 23&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you grow bittern and critical call I Corinthians 13&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For Paul's secret to happiness call Colossians 3:12-17&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For understanding Christianity call II Corinthians 5:15-19&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you feel down and out call Romans 8:31&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you want peace and rest call Matthew 11:25-30&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When the world seems bigger than God call Psalm 90&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you want Christian assurance call Romans 8:1-30&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you leave home for labor or travel call Psalm 121&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When your prayers grow narrow or selfish call Psalm 67&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For a great invention/ opportunity call Isaiah 55&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you want courage for a task call Joshua 1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For how to get along with fellow men call Romans 12&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you think of investments &amp; returns call Mark 10&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you are depressed call Psalm 27&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If your pocketbook is empty call Psalm 37&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you are losing confidence in people call I Corinthians 13&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If people seem unkind call John 15&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If discouraged about your work call Psalm 126&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you find the world growing small and yourself great call Psalm 19&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For dealing with fear call Psalm 34:7&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For security call Psalm 121:3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For assurance call Mark 8:35&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For reassurance call Psalm 145:18&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Emergency numbers may be dialed direct. No operator assistance necessary. All lines are open to Heaven 24 hours a day! Feed your faith, and doubt will starve to death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-114217391914044274?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/114217391914044274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=114217391914044274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114217391914044274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114217391914044274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/03/emergency-bible-phone-numbers-when-in.html' title='EMERGENCY BIBLE PHONE NUMBERS'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-114037527601359852</id><published>2006-02-20T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T02:54:36.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 persons i would like to hug most</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;3 persons i would like to hug most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

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i have 3 persons in my mind whom i would like to hug most. That is, in Heaven.
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1st: the Lord.
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2nd: my mum.
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3rd: Friends i have brought to Christ and the brothers &amp; sisters in Christ.
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Yes! All of them. i will not miss even one of them! The hug 'then' would be so great and amazing that it is beyond my imagination now. But i know one thing is for sure, i am hugging them in near future. i can't wait for that moment.. Those who can see the vision must be really joyful isn't it? 
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But i am also certain that i can't hug all of my friends if they don't allow me to. &lt;br&gt;
Hugging a friend in Heaven is not difficult. It just need your faith in the One who sacrifice Himself for the sake of your sin and that is enough. All you need to do is to believe Him and the things he did for us. Isn't that easy? Its a win-win situation! Can't believe that such wonderful thing is being offered to us. But still, many choose to be alone. 
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Of course, your decision will much be respected but in the near future, you will see the truth that will be proclaimed to us.That is why i am here to say it to those who read this blog.
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Yes. It is you that will be entitled to everlasting true riches of Heaven. NOT the things that we have been offered here on earth. All this thing we are processing are temporary. You cant take them with you when you die. 
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The only thing that you can take with you are your friends that are in Christ! That is why im always so excited in seeing all my friends who were previously an non-Christian in Heaven. 
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Even the enemies i have made, the people i have hated and of course all others that have hated me or hating me now, i would like to apologise and i sincerely welcome you to the kingdom of God with my both arms stretched open. That is, if you are willing to accept my offer or the Lord's.
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Please, i want to hug all those whom i have befriended with. im not willing to let go any single one of you if i have the chance. 
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Just remember this my precious friends, my hands will always be there. If you are willing to grab it, im willing to hold it thoughout all eternity. 
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With No regrets!
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eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-114037527601359852?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/114037527601359852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=114037527601359852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114037527601359852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/114037527601359852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/02/3-persons-i-would-like-to-hug-most_20.html' title='3 persons i would like to hug most'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113820193583822338</id><published>2006-01-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:33:01.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty is NOTHING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beauty is NOTHING!&lt;/strong&gt;
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Handsome, pretty, admirable, good-looking, attractive and beautiful, are some of the words we use to describe a person's appearance.

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Many people nowdays are searching for 'good-looking' gfs and bfs. This matter a lot to them as i can see. So why is it so important to have a good-looking partner?

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Or perhaps, most are aiming for both? Good-looking and caring kind of partner? i believe this is what most of us are craving for isn't it? However, many people judge according to their appearance at the first sight. That is why people do say," i want my bf / gf just like 'who' who is beautiful or handsome". This kind of concept is usually developed when one saw a very handsome or beautiful person, thus, wanting or hoping they could find one just like them.
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There are 2 kinds of beauty in this world. They are the INNER beauty and the OUTER beauty. i believe most would know what are they. Actually, it is not wrong to want a 'OUTER' beauty person but it is still wise to choose a 'INNER' beauty partner if you have a choice between the two. This is because outer beauty dont last. The opposite is true for inner beauty.

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i often ask myself, is 'love at first sight' = 'lust'. Try asking yourself this. Usually, lust is developed when you saw someone who is handsome or beautiful. You try to get near him or her wanting to get to know this person. Whenever you can't see him or her, you feel sad and discourage. This is lust. Lust is powerful for it allows you to sin. Lust is often developed over a short period of time so i do felt that 'love at first sight' do tally with lust.

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i admit a feeling of lust do captured me and i am fully aware of it. It was hard for me to get up though when i fell but still, i managed to, with the Help that no one can give me. What i experienced might be what you are experiencing now. So this is why i want to share with those who read this blog. The way to spell True love will always be 'T - I - M - E'

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If you think that looks are more important, then so be it. But to me, beauty is NOTHING! &lt;/span&gt;
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eugene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113820193583822338?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113820193583822338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113820193583822338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113820193583822338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113820193583822338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/01/beauty-is-nothing.html' title='beauty is NOTHING!'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113723864927288937</id><published>2006-01-14T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T20:08:47.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Heaven &amp; Hell equations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the Heaven &amp; Hell equations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christian = Christ + ian

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Therefore, ian = Christian - Christ

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= ian
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= &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;m &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;othing &lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Christian)^2&lt;/strong&gt; = ERROR (There is no such thing as 'free-thinker')&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore 'free-thinker' = people who dont believe in Christ&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;since &lt;strong&gt;Christ = Salvation&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;therefore Satan = -Salvation = unbelievers&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christian + worldly things is &lt;strong&gt;NOT equal&lt;/strong&gt; to Christian.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for 'worldly things' = money, fame, branded stuffs, sexual entertainment etc..&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In addition, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people do dont believe in Christ = &lt;strong&gt;Hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;people who are Christians but do not do the will of God = &lt;strong&gt;Hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = suffer in the unquenchable fire eternally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christians who work for their Salvation = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christians who do what God says in Bible = &lt;strong&gt;Heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = everlasting life w/ Jesus and the rest of the faithful Christians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christians will be hated. Just like C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hrist was being hated by the priests and the authority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it is still very important to let all of you to know this fact. People will still hate or dislike me when they read this blog but I must still say. This is my duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EACH of us = ONE choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where the &lt;strong&gt;'Choice'&lt;/strong&gt; = Yes or No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes is NOT equal to No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Both answers = eternal consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therfore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you will be responsible for your decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(no offence).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In conclusion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHOOSE WISELY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113723864927288937?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113723864927288937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113723864927288937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113723864927288937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113723864927288937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/01/heaven-hell-equations.html' title='the Heaven &amp; Hell equations'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113696441199542696</id><published>2006-01-11T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:35:31.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;in the shoes&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Never judge others. Just like you dislike when people judge you. Whatever the consequences is, I repeat, never judge others. This is one of the most important lesson that I am learning as well.
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You will never understand how important this lesson is unless you put yourself in others' shoes.
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I believe everyone have scolded people or mistreated them one way or the other. Repent now and promise yourself that you will never treat people this way for you, yourself also dislike people when they treat you the same way.
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People always complaint how they got treated by others and never really talks about the vice versa. And people also like revenges. (Not all people that I am refering). These are some of the common things that we encounter in our daily lives. This concept, "if you do something bad against me, I will do the same to you in return" will never be solved if everyone thinks this way.
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Imagine this, try putting yourselves in other shoes might be one of the way to solve this problem. If everyone thinks this way, he or she might actually feels the actual consequences that the person might be experiencing at that point of his or her life.
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I will give an example of what I am experiencing in my life or perhaps yours.
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I have often hear or see people saying bad things about others at their back, discriminating the person that the group dislikes and boycotting the person etc etc. All this I believe we have encountered it countless times or in fact WE have even committed it. I admit I am one of them at times. But when we think back, is it fair to the person? What if the person is you? What if you are the one that many people dislikes and talks at your back? What if you found out that you are really the one? Ask yourself these questions. You will never understand unless you humble yourself and put yourself in other shoes. Then you will understand what is the feeling like.
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People seldom learn unless they are put in the same situation. Then they will know the 'pain'. If people speaks bad about you, do you like? I believe majority hates it. Only crazy people like it. So when you are about to talk bad about a person, or about to scold a person, or do something bad to a person, Put yourself in their shoes and imagine that you are the one whom everyone is talking bad about. You will then understand the actual feeling that the person is experiencing.
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No matter how bad, irritating, bias, and anything bad that you can think of the person, NEVER do anything bad to him or her. Just like you dislike when people does the same to you.
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I sincerely hope that this could be one of the lesson that all of you can learn and never repeat what you used to do again. That is why I dislike punishing or scolding people if i have the authority because I hate it when I am being punished or scolded. If the person only learns through punishments, then I will do it if I have the authority. Just like my mother punishes me when she know that I can only learn through punishments. It is the same.
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Just remember to put oneself in others' shoes when you are experiencing such situation.
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113696441199542696?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113696441199542696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113696441199542696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113696441199542696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113696441199542696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-shoes.html' title='in the shoes'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113661912570810718</id><published>2006-01-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T22:53:56.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will BGR affect you? (re-post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;will BGR affect you?&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;This is what I have been observing this few years of BGR relationships and I am going to share with those who read this particular blog.
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Since I graduated from my secondary school, I noticed that most of my friends were engaging in relationships. Yes, i did envy them but later, i found out that they started to change gradually.
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I could still remember, we used to go out together or called one another to ask if we are free over the weekends frequently. But later on, one by one, slowly left due to the relaionships that they were having. It was obvious that all of my friends, or in fact, my best friends spent most of the time with their love ones. I can still remember, 5 of my friends gradually left one another after they engaged in relationships. It was sad for me as loniness came at that point of my life. Then I began to realize that having a BGR have the ability to change a person's character. Even now, the friends i have made have the same attitude.
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Being young adults, we are the most 'active' at this point of life. Many people are starting to find a suitable partner and engage in relationships. I have always heard of people saying what type of parnter they want in life. Some prefer handsome, beautiful, rich, caring, fun-loving etc. I believe most of you have heard of. But it is important? To some or in fact most will say it is important.
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But before you engage in a relationship, think twice. Will you affect your friendships with those who have come this far with you? Will you still spend the time you used to spend with them? Will you be bias? these are some of the question you need to ask yourself.
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I have seen too much of this. People starts to leave their friends when they found their partners. They have no time to be with their friends anymore. And imagine that you are one of them and all your friends started to leave you. What will you feel? No one will understand this concept until they put themselves in others shoes.
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When the day comes when they found themselves in a broken relationship, they will one day come back to the friends he or she used to have. By then, it will be too late. Friends are important but most people dont sees it. They will only approach their friends when they are in need. I am not saying that all those who are having a relationship are like this but true enough, this applies to the majority. I have seen too much. It is like you are being made used of when they are lonely or when they need company. But when they found their partners, majority of them just toss you side and will only call you when they are in need. Just like what I have encountered in most of my friends, they will ignore you until they are at a verge of being broke up and then, they will seek for help.
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I am not saying that having a relationship is bad. But if you want to have a relationship, please make sure that you do not neglect any of your friends who are always there for you. The reason being for me to say all these is because i felt really bad for those who have been left aside by their friend. I believe most of you know what is the feeling like when you got neglected by one of your best friends. That is why we often must put ourselves in others shoes so that we will truely understand how he or she will feel when they got neglected.
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For those who are currently having a relationships, think of the friends. Have you spend enought time with them? Or you just think that it is not important? This is your choice anyway. I am just writing to express how bad a person would feel when they got neglected by their friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
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eugene.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113661912570810718?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113661912570810718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113661912570810718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113661912570810718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113661912570810718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/01/will-bgr-affect-you-re-post.html' title='will BGR affect you? (re-post)'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113638242709303234</id><published>2006-01-04T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:31:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 4 types of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/hearts_edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/320/hearts_edited.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/hearts_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which one are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;agape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ the Love of God&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;storge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ the love of family&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;phileo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ brotherly love&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eros&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ sexually love&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113638242709303234?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113638242709303234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113638242709303234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113638242709303234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113638242709303234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/01/4-types-of-love.html' title='the 4 types of Love'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113611241642693312</id><published>2006-01-01T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:54:15.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of Narnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/CSL1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/320/CSL1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;
C.S Lewis&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



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&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;To those who don't know, this is a movie that relates to the Bible and portraits the act of Jesus Christ. Why? How? In what sense? I shall explain them in details later. The writer of this story - C.S. Lewis had passed away and inspired by his son, this movie is once again shown in the theaters all around the world. First I'll introduce the characters in the Chronicles of Narnia with its correspondence to the Biblical terms and characters. Then I shall relate them together and you will truly understand what this movie is all about. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Characters:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Aslan'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Satan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; 'evil white witch'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Edmund', 'Lucy', 'Peter' and 'Susan'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world that we are living in today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Narnia - the everlasting winter'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saints of Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; Mr. Tunmus, Mr. and Mrs. Beaver etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Edmund was first captured by the witch when he trusted the witch. In the later part of the story, saved by Alsan's people, Edmund returned to the place where the rest of his siblings were. Knowing that he was wrong, he apologize and promised to be good again.

After which, the witch came wanting Edmund back for he was the traitor but Aslan refused to hand Edmund over and insist to talk with the witch privately. This is the part of the story where Aslan agreed to exchange His life for Edmund's life. Just like Christ when He agreed to die for us. (Please read 'He paid for everything' in the lower section of the blog). He wanted to talk privately with the witch as He doesn't want any of the people there to know for Aslan knew the people will not allow the witch to do so. Just like Christ who was at the verge of being crucified, He was able to summoned 10,000 angels to His rescue but He chose not to because this was the only way for Salvation to come which in this story, exchanging His life for Edmund's life (everyone's lives).

By fulfilling the promise, Aslan's willingness led Himself to the witch and later when He was captured, Aslan was mocked by the monster when all of His hair was being cut off. This part of the story corresponds when Jesus was being mocked by the people when they put the crown of thorns on His head, spitted at Him, insulting words and beatings etc. But on top of this, how did Aslan react? He acted still and obediently towards all these monsters who were mocking at Him. Just like Christ who chose to remain silent when the high priest asked Him what was the testimony that the people was bringing against Him.

When Aslan was killed by the witch or when Jesus died on the cross, Aslan rose from the dead just like Christ. The stone tablet where Aslan lied boke into half corresponds to the curtain of the temple (Mark 15:38) when it was also torn in two from top to bottom.

When Aslan was resurrected, He came forth to the war between the Good and the evil. Reviving the rest of the people who were under the spell of the witch, Alsan battled the witch with just a blow. Similarly, the second coming of Christ will be somehow like this, where Satan will be defeated by Jesus when he comes again. This time, which in reality, is coming soon. And when the day comes, all who believe in Him will be saved.

And remember, he will come at an hour when we don't expect Him. But fortunately, God is kind enough by letting us know the signs that will be coming before Christ descend. &lt;strong&gt;The Bible says, "For many will come in My name, claiming 'I am the Christ' and will deceived many" (Matthew 24:5) and "nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be famines and earthquakes in various places." (Matthew 24:7) so please beware, for those who believe in His name and stands firm to the end will be saved. (Matthew 24:13).&lt;/strong&gt; In other words not all Christians will be saved. Only those Christians who stands firm to the end will be saved. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;Agape,&lt;br&gt;
Eugene.

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113611241642693312?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113611241642693312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113611241642693312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113611241642693312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113611241642693312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2006/01/chronicles-of-narnia.html' title='The Chronicles of Narnia'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113587624240729935</id><published>2005-12-30T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:56:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is coming again Soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;He is coming Soon!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dear brothers ans sisters, the end time is near. So be prepared. It is soon. Sooner than you think. This is not a joke and I am serious about it. You will not know when is the second coming of the Lord Jesus will be but rest assured, He will be coming when the people least expected. Just like the Bible mentioned, "42 Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. 43 But understand this; If the owner of the house had known at what time of the night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would not have his house be broken into. 44 So you must be ready, because the &lt;strong&gt;Son of Man will come at an hour when u do not expect Him&lt;/strong&gt;." (Matthew 24: 42-44)
The Bible is very clear and truthful just like the Old Testaments where it predicted that the Son of Man be born and fulfilled it in the New Testament. So why do you still doubt about Jesus? Wasn't his sacrifice for you and me enough for us to be doubtful against Him?
He is now asking you once again to believe in Him, and simply to say 'Yes' to Him. Just as simple. "For those who believe in Him shall not perish but have eternal life" (John 3:16b). That is, to live with Him forever. It may sound like a fairytale or some Disney cartoon movies but it is not as the Bible is very clear to us. Everything is already prepared for us in Heaven and the only thing left to do is your decision. If your answer is 'Yes', you will enjoy everything that He have prepared for you Eternally. And if you answer is 'No', you will suffer eternally in the pit of Hell.
Always remember, &lt;strong&gt;Hell is just as Real as Heaven&lt;/strong&gt;. There is no such thing as 'in between', 'don't know' or 'free-thinker' etc. Everything branch down to 2 answers. A yes or a No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please read the first blog that I have posted if my words sounded harsh.&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, please. Choose your path wisely. For you are going to account for your decision. This is very real and serious. So whoever reads it, please post a 'Yes' or a 'No' in the comment box. Please include your name as well. If you have any question or doubt that you would like to clear, please do pose it in the comment box. Thank you.
And no worries, for I respect your decision.
May God bless you always!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;In His name,
Eugene.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113587624240729935?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113587624240729935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113587624240729935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113587624240729935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113587624240729935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2005/12/he-is-coming-again-soon_30.html' title='He is coming again Soon!'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113586770882484764</id><published>2005-12-29T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:21:22.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He paid for everything (re-post)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;He paid for everything. (re-post)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak..."I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the
bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply.
"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.
"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered "I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time." "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do?"
"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy.
"They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."
The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"
"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"
"How much?" the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free.
Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story.
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all
"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.
Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"
"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.
"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don't want those people!!"
"How much?" He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life."
Jesus said, "DONE!"
Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.
Notes: Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.
Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also "believes" in God).
Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding
the Lord, people think twice about sharing?
Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.
Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.&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/19772562-113586770882484764?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113586770882484764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113586770882484764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113586770882484764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113586770882484764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2005/12/he-paid-for-everything-re-post.html' title='He paid for everything (re-post)'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113586746437249506</id><published>2005-12-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:38:28.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;another poem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113586746437249506?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113586746437249506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113586746437249506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113586746437249506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113586746437249506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-poem.html' title='another poem'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113586061257984249</id><published>2005-12-29T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T22:58:49.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple yet complicated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;

&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;simple yet complicated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;everything seems to be so white, so pure and so real

&lt;br&gt;
i wonder when this day is

&lt;br&gt;
a day of actuality and truth
&lt;br&gt;

days of my life are bound to pass
&lt;br&gt;

but I am not afraid
&lt;br&gt;

for Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
&lt;br&gt;

even if they day comes for me to leave
&lt;br&gt;

you will be there to bring me Home
&lt;br&gt;

the place I truly belonged
&lt;br&gt;

how I wish to spend my eternity will the one I love
&lt;br&gt;

but that day never seems to be near
&lt;br&gt;

how I wish to spend my remaining time with the one I care

&lt;br&gt;
but that day never seems to come
&lt;br&gt;

how I wish to share the Joy with someone special
&lt;br&gt;

but that 'special' is yet to be defined
&lt;br&gt;

i hate myself at times

&lt;br&gt;
for I am unable to do the things I am capable

&lt;br&gt;
all this, are nothing but lust
&lt;br&gt;

for You thought me the best way to spell Love is " T - I - M - E "

&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

eugene.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113586061257984249?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113586061257984249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113586061257984249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113586061257984249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113586061257984249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2005/12/simple-yet-complicated.html' title='simple yet complicated.'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113585912603092203</id><published>2005-12-29T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:42:52.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ROOM  by Joshua Harris</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;THE ROOM  by Joshua Harris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index-card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endlessly in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I Have Liked". I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one.

And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match.

A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I Have Betrayed".

The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. "Books I Have Read", "Lies I Have Told", "Comfort I Have Given", "Jokes I Have Laughed At". Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've Yelled at My Brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents". I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped.

I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my 20 years to write each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.


When I pulled out the file marked "Songs I Have Listened To", I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of music, but more by the vast amount of time I knew that file represented.

When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts", I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded.

An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: "No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In an insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With". The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key.

But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one?

Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card.

"No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood.

He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished."
I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;still cards to be written.&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/19772562-113585912603092203?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113585912603092203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113585912603092203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113585912603092203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113585912603092203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2005/12/room-by-joshua-harris.html' title='THE ROOM  by Joshua Harris'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113585906083647989</id><published>2005-12-29T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:43:25.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics at which the news never shows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Pics at which the news never shows...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/Give_em5[2].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/320/Give_em5%5B2%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/Lost[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/320/Lost%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/LetterHome[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/320/LetterHome%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/Kitty[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/320/Kitty%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/CircleofPrayer[2].0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/320/CircleofPrayer%5B2%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19772562-113585906083647989?l=eugene86cq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/feeds/113585906083647989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19772562&amp;postID=113585906083647989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113585906083647989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19772562/posts/default/113585906083647989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eugene86cq.blogspot.com/2005/12/pics-at-which-news-never-shows_29.html' title='Pics at which the news never shows...'/><author><name>eugene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08441717907124459844</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-19772562.post-113585599695748969</id><published>2005-12-29T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:45:51.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first, initial and beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/1600/cross.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1876/1964/320/cross.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;first, initial and beginning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Everything has a start and an end. Just like mankind got started from Adam and Eve and it's coming to an end soon. REALLY SOON. Similarly, this blog has a start. And an end. So please read with an open heart for the content might be offensive. So before reading anything, I might want to apologize first.

I will write with an open heart so that the things written you might understand and hopefully you, my precious friends, might believe for the things written in ' &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;** &lt;/span&gt;' is important for everyone.

Besides that, I will also include life stories that might be inspiring for everyone. And again, I stress that you read it with an open heart. For it is then, you may understand what it mean. Slowly and gradually, you will understand the meaning of Life that is in this world.

Please post your comments or questions you have. Your comments will be greatly appreciated and I will answer the question if you have any in the shortest possible time. That is, the question that you really wanted to know.
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