tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81790206068242900092024-03-19T17:06:10.496+08:00[ Y O U T H R E L O A D E D ]The online journal of the youths from Grace Chapel Luyang. It's where we continue to keep in touch with our lives wherever we are.ron l.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01214073502756543187noreply@blogger.comBlogger154125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-80568893628233704842011-01-06T08:49:00.002+08:002011-01-06T08:54:48.155+08:00Greetings and blog update?Happy belated NEW YEAR 2011!!!!!!!!!!!!!<div>and Happy upcoming Chinese New Year!!!!!!!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Last update was on... 20th Aug 2010 O_O???</div><div><br /></div><div>May God bless all the people in Christ.</div><div>Be healthy and active and doing well in all things!!! =)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div>A very very short massage from Eva, haha.</div>Book Townhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702816322713414771noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-45568845593816513232010-08-20T01:17:00.000+08:002010-08-20T01:17:54.972+08:00Something meaningful to read. (By the way, HI GUYS :D!)<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">MARRIAGE</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">If you do, you just might save a marriage.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;">So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;">How are you guys doing over there??</span>ronan lohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725652591291819002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-22641061337148798182010-01-27T13:30:00.002+08:002010-01-27T14:17:36.209+08:00Walking on the beachhowdy guyzzzz and galzzzz of reloaded YOUTH........y the blog turned so quiet oredi???>...guess a lot of u have been buzi updating ur blog till forgot our beloved blog ah......good things must share ....dont keep to it to urself!!!!!.....well i have something to share ....it was about a scenery God has given me last week....i though the meaning of that picture was very insightful to us all...no matter how old are u....even though i know i am quite old liao la....still it can be applied in ur daily lives:).....<br /><br />Well..as u can c the title...it is exactly wat God had shown me....well...i hope after decribing wat it meant, it wont spoil ur mood while u walk on the beach....hahahaaha.....<br /><br />Well....I bet of us...especially KK ppl...wont miss the opportunity to be able to have sometime walking on the beach since we have so many beaches rite??...tanjung aru beach...tuaran beach, papar beach. kudat beach, sandakan beach, sipadan beach, Kalimantan beach......oops...sudah limpas....haha...well as we walk on the beach, specifically along the shore...where we can feel physically as the wave washes out feet....This is wat God told me about....As we journey in life....is like walking on the beach....life is beautiful....and so is the panorama of the beach....while we are walking the waves kept coming to and fro gently washing our feet.....the wave symbolizes the temptation we face in our life....sometimes it is our human nature of curiosity, stubborness and disobedient the causes us to fall into those temptations, so is like the when we walk a long the shore, sometimes we will get so excited to get into the deeper part to experience a better feeling of the wave.....bt we never know how dangereous it could be....we never realize if we go deeper, the current will wash us away......and that is when we fall.....<br /><br />Another perspective that God have given me was the wave is like trials and challenges in our life, the waves never stop coming, so as do our trials and challenges in our life....as we live, we realize that trails kept coming after one the other.....that's where we should depend on God.....if we use our leg to dig a hole on the wet sand ....it is like if we are grounded and rooted in God's word, we will not get washed away easily by the waves....And also, if u realize the wave never keep going forward bt it will draw back after a while....which means no " waves" last forever...there will be always a door out to overcome those challenges in our life..God will never put us into test which are beyond our ability to bear.<br /><br />So as we run the race on the "beach"....we may fall sometimes...bt it is the love and grace of God that we could come back to Him...most importantly is that we get back to our feet and continue on....though the finishing line seems to be so far away at the other side of the beach....bt enjoy to the fullness, build your relationship with God to a whole new level.... as u guys journey the way on the "beach" till the day when we will able meet our Father in Heaven....whom He will say after looking the foot prints of ours on the beach...."Well done my good and loyal servant"....i bet all of us as children of God will want to show that we are worthy to be called his sons and daughters yea!!!!.....so we are have our own journey....let us be a memorable one the glorify Him....make sure every of our footprint is like Jesus which means that we try to live like how Jesus did:)...<br /><br />Well i hope u guys will ponder about it and treasure life more ....there is something more than this....hope u guys are still doing your quiet time....and study His word as well....sorry if i have not catchup will some u due to my buzi schedule...anyway....add the new batch of youth into this blog!!!!!.....I believe God will speak to them as well:)......Alright ....gotta go....c u guys during CNY!!!!!....maybe we shall have an outing in the beach as well:)....hahaha...May God bless and guide all of u :)<br /><br /><br />p/s....a song to share which is related to my sharing :)<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ga6Qtxzd6vk&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ga6Qtxzd6vk&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>justinlimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12763254553387286026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-68464595322562372102010-01-10T16:55:00.003+08:002010-01-10T16:57:36.675+08:00Foundation<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Treasures on earth</span></span></span><br /></div><br /><p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">An Ethiopian farmer hid more than $12,000 in a haystack—which unfortunately was home to some hungry rodents. Just three weeks after he stashed the cash, he discovered that rats had chewed through almost one-third of his savings!</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">When I read about this farmer’s misfortune, I couldn’t help thinking back to Jesus’ words: “Don’t store up treasures here on earth” (<a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Matthew%206.19">Matthew 6:19</a>). Why not? Because moths (or rats) might nibble them down to nothing. Because our wealth could become burglar bait. Basically, because anything we store up on earth is temporary.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Maybe that’s why we’re supposed to “think about the things of heaven, not the things of earth” (<a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Colossians%203.2">Colossians 3:2</a>). An eternal view helps to keep us from becoming consumed by whatever we can glom onto in this life.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">So, how do we keep from letting our bank accounts get the best of us? Jesus urged us to store up treasures in heaven where decay and loss are non-events. But how?</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We’re supposed to “be rich in good works and generous to those in need . . . . By doing this [we] will be storing up treasure as a good foundation for the future” (<a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/1%20Timothy%206.18-19">1 Timothy 6:18-19</a>). It’s the tangible acts of kindness and love that provide true wealth.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">If that’s not enough to satisfy our longing for everlasting affluence, we also need to invest in “a rich relationship with God” (<a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Luke%2012.21">Luke 12:21</a>). The closer our connection with Him, the less we’ll care about the here-today-gone-tomorrow goodies of this world.</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Jesus said, “Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be” (<a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Matthew%206.21">Matthew 6:21</a>). To keep our hearts in the right place, we’ve got to stockpile treasure in heaven rather than being consumed with whatever we’ve got stored in the haystack!</span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a rel="verse" id="1 Ti 6:6" title="1 Timothy 6:6"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >6 </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >But godliness with contentment is great gain. </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" rel="verse" id="1 Ti 6:7" title="1 Timothy 6:7"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >7 </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >For we brought nothing into the world, and we can take nothing out of it. </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" rel="verse" id="1 Ti 6:8" title="1 Timothy 6:8"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >8 </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >But if we have food and clothing, we will be content with that. </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" rel="verse" id="1 Ti 6:9" title="1 Timothy 6:9"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >9 </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >People who want to get rich fall into temptation and a trap and into many foolish and harmful desires that plunge men into ruin and destruction. </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" rel="verse" id="1 Ti 6:10" title="1 Timothy 6:10"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >10 </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. Some people, eager for money, have wandered from the faith and pierced themselves with many griefs. 1 Timothy 6:7<br /></span><p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><br /><br />15 </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Then he said to them, “Watch out! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; a man’s life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions.”</span> <p style="text-align: left; text-indent: 9pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:12pt;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a rel="verse" id="Lk 12:16" title="Luke 12:16"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt;font-size:100%;" >16 </span><span style="font-size:100%;">And he told them this parable: “The ground of a certain rich man produced a good crop. <a rel="verse" id="Lk 12:17" title="Luke 12:17"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt;font-size:100%;" >17 </span><span style="font-size:100%;">He thought to himself, ‘What shall I do? I have no place to store my crops.’ </span></p> <p style="text-align: left; text-indent: 9pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:12pt;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a rel="verse" id="Lk 12:18" title="Luke 12:18"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt;font-size:100%;" >18 </span><span style="font-size:100%;">“Then he said, ‘This is what I’ll do. I will tear down my barns and build bigger ones, and there I will store all my grain and my goods. <a rel="verse" id="Lk 12:19" title="Luke 12:19"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt;font-size:100%;" >19 </span><span style="font-size:100%;">And I’ll say to myself, “You have plenty of good things laid up for many years. Take life easy; eat, drink and be merry.” ’ </span></p> <p style="text-align: left; text-indent: 9pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:12pt;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a rel="verse" id="Lk 12:20" title="Luke 12:20"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt;font-size:100%;" >20 </span><span style="font-size:100%;">“But God said to him, ‘You fool! This very night your life will be demanded from you. Then who will get what you have prepared for yourself?’ </span></p> <p style="text-align: left; text-indent: 9pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:12pt;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a rel="verse" id="Lk 12:21" title="Luke 12:21"> </a></span><span style="vertical-align: 2px; line-height: 0pt;font-size:100%;" >21 </span><span style="font-size:100%;">“This is how it will be with anyone who stores up things for himself but is not rich toward God.” Luke 12-15 </span></p><div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;" class="lbsTooltipHeader"><span style="font-size:100%;">Proverbs 23:4 (NLT)</span></div><div class="lbsTooltipBody" style="width: 335px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial;"><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span class="verse-ref">4 </span> Don’t wear yourself out trying to get rich.Be wise enough to know when to quit. </span></p> </div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Matthew%206.19-21">Matthew 6:19-21</a><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >Wherever your treasure is, there the desires of your heart will also be (v.21).</span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >(Yo0, i'll be posting MORE ON MY BLOG....so check it out)</span><br /></span>Alexis Soohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01436852547820090768noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-73557913821754663362009-10-09T15:30:00.002+08:002009-10-09T15:41:09.788+08:00Wow..<span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"><object height="505" width="640"></span></span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></span></span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param></span></span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></span></span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"></object></span></span><br />
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</div><blockquote style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="white-space: pre;">"It's these small things that you remember, little "imperfections" that make them perfect, for you"</span></span></span><br />
</blockquote><div style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I suppose nowadays people talk about the 'perfect partner for you' this and that and people ended up having a very high expectation in a relationship, or, what they think should be 'perfect' as defined by the general public.</span><br />
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</div><div style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">At first it may be all happy-happy but later on in the relationship, or marriage in this case, when little "imperfections" starts to appear, the relationship goes strained because one party couldn't bear with it etc. and thus, so many, in this case in marriages, so many divorces happened.</span><br />
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</div><div style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">In a Christian point of view, don't get me wrong as i'm not saying we should settle for second best rather than the person God has planned for each of us to be with since even before we were born; or that we should have low standards and compromise our Biblical values for someone. It's just that we should seek God's Will, in relationships and not to simply take or think of boy-girl-relationships lightly as how the world would like us to be. There's shouldn't be so many trials-and-errors, if not none at all, in finding that person that's for us as long as we seek Him first.</span><br />
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</div><div style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">For me, i think that when our relationships with God come first and are in the right track, other stuffs like relationships will then come into place, as in, we don't have to worry about it. We don't have to be "desperate" to go find one because we just have to trust in Him when the time comes for us to ask God whether that person is who He wants us to be with; the green light for us to pursue the relationship, etc. Plus, now we're all still young! (haha)<br />
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</div><div style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">And when we found that person and get married, later on in the marriage if such "imperfections" start to come up, seek God and also remember about this video and be encouraged that things will work out. Don't resort to divorce. As long as if it's who God has wanted us to be with, there shouldn't be a mistake marrying them.</span><br />
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</div><div style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Well i just feel like sharing this and just type out what came into mind. Feel free to share your thoughts brothers and sisters because i may get it wrong or need to be corrected. It's through discussions that we can all improve ma!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">p.s. because this is an on-the-spot-thing, i didn't have time to find references and stuffs.. and i gotta go rush my assignments now! haha <br />
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</div>ronan lohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725652591291819002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-48136685216680222382009-10-07T10:47:00.001+08:002009-10-07T10:47:57.794+08:00Must watch!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e2QAGVMlns4&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e2QAGVMlns4&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></span>ronan lohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725652591291819002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-1671740773481625592009-09-05T22:23:00.007+08:002009-09-05T22:37:39.979+08:00<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >HAPPY BIRTHDAY TANYA TAN !<br />HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY WEN YIING !</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEincBt0EdPmERClxd5rJuMBP7aZLuqZxgfT3U_eyx2GzuT05yrF-e8k1qdfvE0sciUUdetGM5apwiyvYUmF6T6y5hvEZG38EYCLVH3xx4q84JyppSu5kPW0J8Gy1_Yrq5oeBgNqA1cLzMBQ/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEincBt0EdPmERClxd5rJuMBP7aZLuqZxgfT3U_eyx2GzuT05yrF-e8k1qdfvE0sciUUdetGM5apwiyvYUmF6T6y5hvEZG38EYCLVH3xx4q84JyppSu5kPW0J8Gy1_Yrq5oeBgNqA1cLzMBQ/s320/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377990594673844114" border="0" /> </a> birthday girl ;)<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br /></span></span></span></span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxjU6GVRPjJHN2hwzOJ17Q04dg-Jcz-_atSMyKcPMXJF0XMHNxm7jJf_oJ94_QP-ZuZdrbBQ4osEtUYynbknw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>RachelleChanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05572814773711508165noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-67640205631617059292009-08-12T10:35:00.003+08:002009-08-12T10:41:35.088+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Youths!</span></span><br /><br />I wanna say something!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Something very important!</span><br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br /><br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br /><br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br /><br />--<br />-<br />-<br />-<br />-<br /><br />-<br /><br />Have I told you lately that I love you<br />Have I told you theres no one else above all of you<br />Fill my heart with gladness<br />Take away all my sadness<br />Ease my troubles thats what you all do<br /><br />For the morning sun in all its glory<br />Greets the day with hope and comfort too<br />You all fill my life with laughter<br />And somehow you all make it better<br />Ease my troubles thats what you all do<br />Theres a love thats divine<br />And its yours and its mine like the sun<br />And at the end of the day<br />We should give thanks and pray<br />To the one, to the one<br /><br />Have I told you lately that I love you all<br />Have I told you theres no one else above you all<br />Fill my heart with gladness<br />Take away all my sadness<br />Ease my troubles thats what you all do<br /><br />Theres a love thats divine<br />And its yours and its mine like the sun<br />And at the end of the day<br />We should give thanks and pray<br />To the one, to the one<br /><br />And have I told you lately that I love you all<br />Have I told you theres no one else above you all<br />You fill my heart with gladness<br />Take away my sadness<br />Ease my troubles thats what you all do<br />Take away all my sadness<br />Fill my life with gladness<br />Ease my troubles thats what you all do<br />Take away all my sadness<br />Fill my life with gladness<br />Ease my troubles thats what you all do<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb0sOBQoSs5dFIEDmgGsfMvzMHDDOhhnuXHH4egXq8Qa9BB9GHybM5MQVQ2c9uiaLZwg3cc4PnFEM3tX-dhom7Azv0EpMRelPfzifwTwHTt7vfZQeJC9O52XvRFUCSOo995FkoSM8l3Hr7/s1600-h/Laughing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb0sOBQoSs5dFIEDmgGsfMvzMHDDOhhnuXHH4egXq8Qa9BB9GHybM5MQVQ2c9uiaLZwg3cc4PnFEM3tX-dhom7Azv0EpMRelPfzifwTwHTt7vfZQeJC9O52XvRFUCSOo995FkoSM8l3Hr7/s400/Laughing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368901516700132770" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold;">PEACE!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's just been too quiet here.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">;)</span><br /><br /><br /></div>Suhmunyik's ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017240063690943698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-41554664737983817782009-08-04T21:38:00.002+08:002009-08-04T22:00:28.421+08:00Hellooooo<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Finally I'm going to do some updating. Sorry for the lapse, guys.. =(</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Activities that happened previously that MAYBE some of you guys overseas didnt even know happened was Barbeque Night again, where about 30+ of us gathered (including the Primary Six-ers from Sunday School!) and we played some really fun games and ate LOTS of yummy food...and after dinner we played some crazy games, one of them a food-eating competition which I won't go into detail, just that there was lots of 'fruits' and ice cream.....plus lemons. =D</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">In upcoming news..<br /><br />On the 15th of August '09 Grace Chapel English Assembly will be having our first ever official Jamming Night! It's gonna be a combination of the youths, UMS students and young adults. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">There're gonna be bands, performances, activities and etc... It's gonna be an opportunity to introduce new songs, really jam, show our God-given and much practiced talents, and just gather together to praise and worship God. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Time: 7.15 pm - 9.30 pm (or later) </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Venue: Grace Chapel Luyang, Main Hall</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Attire: Comfortable but not too casual? xD </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Please PRAY that the event will be a success.. As you can see we're really short on time so we might not be able to have as many practices and we would want and need. </span><br />Pray for all the people involved, because there is MUCH to do. <br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I think thats all for now? </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Oh, by the way </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">HAPPYYYYY BIRRTTHHHHDAAAAYYYY TOOOOOOOO</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >JUSTIN LIM YAO LONG! </span><br />Somebody's 21~! =D<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-10544900971192380362009-07-27T17:03:00.002+08:002009-07-27T17:24:51.748+08:00Edmond thinks Kangaroos are Yummy!!!!Lolololololol... o.O i dont eat them . Hello, i finaly settle down in Perth. Well some of you might didnt know wheres that Guitar guy go.. O.o haha, didnt play much d my guitar and im rusted heheh, so yeah .Im in Perth already supposingly next year go one but my mom shoo me away and come here early cause of getting a Permanent resident if i study here for 2 years xD .Im studying in Murdoch University, no longer Limkokwing, its like from black color to red =D Most of my objectives here are done. I follow my cousin to her church, and even found a worship club in my University. People here are very nice, a lot of Malaysians too especially from kk, they all like say perth is like the second kk to them :p<br /><br /> The good news is today i went to my Uni and talk to the year leader about my course which i dont need to retake after Limkokwing. So he gave me 2 years of study, and i only need topay for 1 and a half year fee, means the other half and semester i can study for FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE<br />wakakaka.. ahem.. So around december im coming back, and im gonna miss you guys, home sick already. Weather here is kinda cold ,7 degrees at night. Well thats it la, good bye to those i didnt get to say :/ <br /><br /> GOD BLESS and ill be back!!!Edmondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14348895264333895580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-38131048601892381992009-07-12T23:42:00.003+08:002009-07-12T23:58:03.223+08:00my first post ever :D<br />We played "Big Wind Blow" last Saturday during youth. Tanya lost the game and she was asked to play the drums. WATCH :)<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw-QcoKiYZQqbNS7rDpklkcsjcQBuAwIcbIA-uvA6tugaftQo07HBwUzdYR7QiydmvFmhEeLSdfIhEBhAVA9A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>RachelleChanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05572814773711508165noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-34428527420785652962009-07-12T18:57:00.003+08:002009-07-12T19:07:34.603+08:00Today's HighlightJoel 28-29<br />-God's Spirit will be pour out to young and old, men and women, sevants.<br /><br />Acts 1:6-11,14<br /><br />Acts 2:1-21<br />-Wind ~ Holy Spirit<br />Fire ~ God<br />-When Holy Spirit filled them, they speak in other tongues<br />-Dreams and Visions ~ message from God<br /><br /><br /><br />This is the verses we'd view today during youth sunday school class,<br />Just feel free to put it up here and have a recall or highlight or something =)<br />Welcome and please to add in more details that I missed a lots<br />Since my memorising function is kinda weak this few days, so this is just a incomplete informations I've remember... >___>Book Townhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14702816322713414771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-5763787553488903822009-06-19T02:44:00.004+08:002009-06-19T03:03:00.472+08:00a challenging experience :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitcIBYScetlVGdUzwJG73TM4MWbmCskrqcNEWg51RBp2S9HWtocrEyGXOn-xy_9E2O4Zmipp98qoCMgf3dF7TkjiIK9aE9R8xAZwpFiUfQEfuwPK9mKm3Gz0NtlmiGC9gQDn1zY_r21XBh/s1600-h/DSC05365.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitcIBYScetlVGdUzwJG73TM4MWbmCskrqcNEWg51RBp2S9HWtocrEyGXOn-xy_9E2O4Zmipp98qoCMgf3dF7TkjiIK9aE9R8xAZwpFiUfQEfuwPK9mKm3Gz0NtlmiGC9gQDn1zY_r21XBh/s320/DSC05365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348745099887425058" /></a><br />hey u all,<div><br /></div><div>its been a while since i wrote something and it is definitely an odd timing right now as im having exams. but...oh well, i really felt like sharing this to you all :)</div><div><br /></div><div>on wednesday night we had a choir and worship team practice. we started off with a short worship session first then right after praying, the presence of God was so strong there. then randomly, the worship leader ask everyone of us to randomly find some one and minister to them. which means, we were to prophesy over that person. I WAS SO SCARED!!!!!! i never prophesied over anybody what more to someone i never talked to!! i partnered with a fren, well i know who he is and stuff but i never talk to him...not at all!! and i had to prophesy over him....(*&^%$#$@^&*(&%^#$@....so i told him this would be my first time ever haha..so we started praying first.</div><div><br /></div><div>i really prayed so hard!! i was asking God to give me something, a word, a picture or just anything that i can actually see..u know..like..see see...something i could interpret out la hehe then i saw a bright shinning light..i thought it was just a weird sight cuz i was closing my eyes so i tried again, prayed even harder and still, that was the only thing appearing. so ok..i settled with that. as i was trying so hard to put up my own sentence, i prayed that God will give me words, right words and there and then, words just flow through my mind. with all that i just prophesied over my fren. i said everything i had in my mind!!...and after that my mind was really blank hahahah SERIOUSLY!!</div><div><br /></div><div>then after everyone is done, the worship leader asked who was prophesied accurately...MY FREN RAISED UP HIS HAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i was like..looking at him..in total shock!! i was thinking like.."are you serious?"..haha then he told me the night before that, he was listening to online sermon and the verse that caught him was about the light of the world. AMAZING AIN'T IT!??</div><div><br /></div><div>haha kinda proud of myself :D but true enough, when you put your trust in God, He is <i><b>definitely </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">on your side!! <b>faith not <i>tested</i> is faith not <i>proven. </i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">it was truly an amazing encounter with God :)</span></b></span></i></div><div><br /></div><div>but anyways, at the end of the day, i truly learn that God put ppl in our lives for a reason. be it good or bad. it is through ppl that we learn the most!! and..we need to learn how to communicate with God as well as to speak out. there's so much i want to share with you all but its hard to type it in here. will share with you all when i see you...<b>NEXT WEEK!!!! YES..NEXT WEEK!! I'LL BE HOME....WEEE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</b></div><div><br /></div><div>cant wait to see you all.</div><div><br /></div><div>love,</div><div>angelica :)</div>angelica wonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14147437066298880424noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-47996899204589837592009-06-17T23:25:00.003+08:002009-06-17T23:35:34.153+08:00MUST WATCH!!!Well i stumbled upon this person, Nick Vujicic a few weeks ago and i stumbled upon it again tonight, realising that i should have shared about it!<br /><br />Maybe you have heard of this guy, maybe not, but he's born in Melbourne (here!), and without limbs. He's now a preacher and a motivational speaker around the world.<br /><br />More info here in Wiki: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Vujicic">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Vujicic</a><br /><br />And the main thing of this post is VIDEOS!<br /><br />This here is a shorter video, and showing him speaking to students in school:<br /><object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mu9FPb-TZuk&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mu9FPb-TZuk&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object><br /><br />And if you do feel motivated, this next longer video is an interview at church, like sharing, and you can get deeper insight on what the guy believes, which i hope really speaks to you:<br /><object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtweZxNGk1Y&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TtweZxNGk1Y&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object><br /><br />Hope you all spend some time watching the videos.. it's worth it!ronan lohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725652591291819002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-34271611548606484162009-06-07T21:58:00.002+08:002009-06-07T22:11:52.200+08:00Uh. Okay, I guess I should blog about the <strong>Eklektos Celebration</strong> thingie we attended last night. Hahaha.<br /><br />So yeah, the speaker was this guy called <strong>Jay Koopman</strong> and he currently lives in <strong>Hollywood</strong>, <strong>California</strong>. Yep. And so he shared this <em>amazing</em> testimony of his, which - as he did tell us before starting on his story - really <u>did</u> sound like a <strong>movie</strong> of some sort.<br /><br />I don't exactly remember <strong>every</strong> <u>single</u> detail of his rather long story, but to say it in one sentence would be that he had a very <strong>difficult</strong> childhood. His parents sold, dealt and actually <em>did</em> hard <strong>drugs</strong>. He found out that his mother was actually <strong>prostituting</strong> herself to get <strong>drugs</strong> and <strong>money</strong>. He soon found <em>himself</em> involved in selling drugs, and eventually, <strong>doing</strong> them himself. When he was in his late teens, he ended up in <strong>jail</strong>. (Again, I only remember certain points of the story, and I'm sorry if I might have told some parts wrong, so those who went and listened to him speak, <strong>correct me if you find any errors in what I'm writing, okay?</strong>)<br /><br />So, growing up in such <strong>harsh</strong> conditions and circumstances made Jay a very <em>angry</em>, <u>bitter</u> and <strong>difficult</strong> person. He ended up <strong>hating</strong> his mother and everyone/everything else that had made him that way. He was <strong>angry at God</strong>.<br /><br />His [Christian] <em>aunt</em> was the one who started his unique journey to finding <strong>Christ</strong>. She showed him <strong>unconditional love</strong>. She got him to enter this <strong>Christian</strong> teen program thing for jail inmates, and although he only agreed to go because he wanted to be any other place <em>but</em> <strong>jail</strong>, and it was <strong>difficult</strong> to get in, he <u>did</u>. After a series of events (I seriously can't bring myself to remember much of them, to be honest! I'm horrible -_-) he came to God and was <u>released</u> from the <strong>anger</strong> that were his <em>chains</em>. He felt <strong>free</strong> again.<br /><br />So yeah. Darn, it really was moving. Hahaha. Again, sorry if my story has some inaccurate areas!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-67209400980103712542009-05-24T00:40:00.008+08:002009-05-24T00:55:55.963+08:00ODJ: above the mud (may 21)<div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="read-box" class="odj-box"> </div><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span>by</span> <a href="http://www.ourdailyjourney.org/author/jschuldt">jennifer benson schuldt</a></span> </p><p><span style="font-weight: bold;">read></span> <a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Psalm%2069.1-33">Psalm 69:1-33</a><br />Let all who seek God’s help be encouraged (v.32).</p><p><span style="font-weight: bold;">more></span> Don’t be afraid, for I am with you. Don’t be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with My victorious right hand (<a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Isaiah%2041.10">Isaiah 41:10</a>).</p><p>Bog snorkeling is a popular sport in Wales. Competitors wear flippers and diving masks with snorkels attached and try to squirm through trenches cut through peat bogs without using their arms! While I have no idea how bog snorkeling got started, I know that getting “stuck in the mud” is nothing new.</p> <p>David was in that spot—emotionally speaking—when he wrote, “Rescue me from the mud; don’t let me sink any deeper” (<a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Psalm%2069.14">Psalm 69:14</a>). If you’ve ever been depressed, you know what he was talking about. That struggle to stay above the mud can be overwhelming, frightening, and tiring.</p> <p>David expressed feelings of hopelessness, but he also tried to encourage himself despite his despair. For example, he believed that he would eventually get out of the bog. He envisioned the end of his suffering as he wrote: “Then I will praise God’s name with singing, and I will honor Him with thanksgiving” (v.30). David believed God would set him free.</p> <p>And check this out—David went on to say, “Let all who seek God’s help be encouraged” (v.32). The key phrase here is “seek God’s help.” Sometimes I think we’re too quick to outsource assistance to alcohol, advice from friends, or self-help books. Why are we so reluctant to beg for God’s help when we know He’s the only one who can truly rescue us?</p> <p>After all, God “hears the cries of the needy” (v.33). He’s not going to dismiss our struggles and tell us to snap out of it. He’s “the God of compassion and mercy” (<a target="_blank" class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nlt/Exodus%2034.6">Exodus 34:6</a>). He’s the One who is always available, always listening.</p> <p>Do you know someone who’s sinking in the bog? Perhaps you’re that person. If so, remember that God can and will help you to stay above the mud. Seek Him today—no snorkel needed.</p><p><span style="font-weight: bold;">next></span> How can asking for God’s help revive a soul in despair? How does David’s example give you encouragement?</p>ron l.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01214073502756543187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-9306781961693209332009-05-21T16:43:00.004+08:002009-05-21T17:06:35.711+08:00Birthday!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBD4a0V7hUq6Bj07xllBTthdmzOkZ_6cQaLNmbJzFX_JN4KS4-4VsrYCWKOqkF7spxoF4emskpsP4mE_D0luvzn3a6BHm90ZVzzlwkA5pe0380W5CKaxL6FLTimtyxaOEYB1Wg3puWxdeL/s1600-h/DSC01892.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBD4a0V7hUq6Bj07xllBTthdmzOkZ_6cQaLNmbJzFX_JN4KS4-4VsrYCWKOqkF7spxoF4emskpsP4mE_D0luvzn3a6BHm90ZVzzlwkA5pe0380W5CKaxL6FLTimtyxaOEYB1Wg3puWxdeL/s400/DSC01892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338198817041326690" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's someone's birthday today!!<br /><br />Yup, that's the one in the picture above.. scary, right??<br /><br />haha! wish her now if you haven't! go Facebook! MSN! SMS! Call! e-mail! write a note!<br />or even write a letter!! Do it <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">NOW!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HAPPY BLESSED <span style="font-weight: bold;">21st </span>BIRTHDAY, ANGELICA WONG</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span>(engine car wrong)</span><span style="font-size:180%;">!!!!!!!!</span>ronan lohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725652591291819002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-52484062606395775232009-05-17T13:48:00.002+08:002009-05-17T13:51:11.251+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Hey, youths.<br />I got prayer request.<br />Please pray for me.<br />I'm going through hard times now.<br />I'm very sad and angry and disappointed.<br />And I don't know what to do.<br />I really need prayers.<br />I don't know how to go on anymore.<br />I don't have the confident to face problems like I did last time.<br />I'm getting weaker day by day and I need strength.<br />Please pray for me.<br />Thanks.<br />See ya'll in 2 weeks.<br /></div>Suhmunyik's ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017240063690943698noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-63965619414964011332009-05-11T22:22:00.002+08:002009-05-11T22:49:40.348+08:00Finally! An Update!!Well.... not really an update about the youths.. but since there has not been a <span style="font-style: italic;">single</span> post about how the youths are doing back in KK (disappointing, haha), i finally uploaded all that is necessary for this post.<br /><br />How time <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >flies</span>.. it is already May 2009! and since there have not been any updates, i'm giving you all (whoever still check this blog regularly and find themselves disappointed by the cold, emptiness and silent blog of Grace Chapel Luyang English Assembly Youths (phew, quite long so let's refer to it as GCLEAYs or simply, the Reloadeds)), a DOWNDATE! or in other words, OUTDATE.. wonder why the opposite is an UPDATE and not INDATE?<br /><br />Ladies and gentlemen! Without further ado, let's all walk down the memory lane and look back at that exciting December about 5 months ago in Year 2008! Where tons of stuffs happened! I am deeply deeply sorry that i only just realised that i did not continue the update of what happened then that i was writing back in January 7, this year!! SORRY!!<br /><br />Anywayz.. before December 2008, it was November 2008!<br />And before the end of November 2008, it was November 30, 2008!<br />haha well it was Uncle Chin's birthday and we celebrated it at church!<br />To save time, i will paste here the exerpt of what i was writing in my long lost update draft with a bit of edits:<blockquote>"<span style="font-style: italic;">1st, it's the little birthday celebration we made for Uncle Chin on the 30th of November (2008).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> The reason it was 'little' is because apparently on that sunday, quite a number of youths were not around. And i'll credit Wen Yi here, for thinking of a last minute birthday surprise thingy the previous night. So on the 30th after the sunday service we got the youths to gather in the Annex hall with the cake ready, thanks to Ivan for buying the cake, and then Wen Yi went and 'baited' uncle by saying it was something about wanting to discuss about youth camp form. and bla bla bla just watch the video and the pics XD</span><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy-zrhY5Ic7Ex7fkr58DIpf3supjh8Mr0O2FYxZurvmKQoJOA91jXlFWtjfsto4Iup6YNJjtndJWPWpl--Rtg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />And then, thanks to Aunty Ai Leng for the group pic:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje57lqIXhixNOXaYvSWsWN_cRgiCYqX5kW0XtPLg2M-8-sP46FcHMvdTWaDQ6UKPqIlLbOZNZlp37m2zsYmVdchjyx6hngHLL3h73mAsHMyXexmNJJoVBsVhVNMtCcutxtFi0F3M8P6TAx/s1600-h/DSC02515.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje57lqIXhixNOXaYvSWsWN_cRgiCYqX5kW0XtPLg2M-8-sP46FcHMvdTWaDQ6UKPqIlLbOZNZlp37m2zsYmVdchjyx6hngHLL3h73mAsHMyXexmNJJoVBsVhVNMtCcutxtFi0F3M8P6TAx/s400/DSC02515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334562947376298306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Uncle and his "piece of cake"(get it? get it??):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQECI00m-prLAcyu0dnnw7_q1AIkqfDZko4CmGimfXX_83siJND77MC1zmDYIKIgWs3FLGaJ0sST_grZ-IHN19Ge3OUCUKtcsH6w5VIMvES5UuPW0erap7z-VRq_wgoP8KXkS_4IVtRXd/s1600-h/DSC02516.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQECI00m-prLAcyu0dnnw7_q1AIkqfDZko4CmGimfXX_83siJND77MC1zmDYIKIgWs3FLGaJ0sST_grZ-IHN19Ge3OUCUKtcsH6w5VIMvES5UuPW0erap7z-VRq_wgoP8KXkS_4IVtRXd/s400/DSC02516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334562946396970962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Then in December there were Youth Camp, Carolling, Christmas and Baptism and Wen Yi's surprise(*gasp*) farewell! Which all the pictures taken can be found in Tammi's blog and in Facebooks </span>of Tammi, Tanya, Wen Yi and Wen Yiing, if i did not leave out any<span style="font-style: italic;">, which i highly recommend you to join Facebook if you haven't! One thing i just realised is too bad i forgot to take pictures when Justin, Adrian, Sharon, Samuel, Wen Yiing, Tanya, Shelby and i sent Wen Yi off at the airport.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh and on the 23rd of December, some of the youths (which i suppose i won't list out but i'll list out) under the guidance of Justin, Angelica and Alison (haha), watched Yes Man starring Jim Carrey in Centre Point, then a bit of arcade and then for the <span style="font-weight: bold;">very 1st time ever</span>, went <span style="font-weight: bold;">karaoke-ing</span> at Karamunsing's KK Box! which included at very good buffet dinner at a very reasonable price for each person </span>(rm20, exhorted by dear Angelica with evidence below XD)<span style="font-style: italic;">.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I also regretted forgetting to take a group picture after the karaoke session and so there were only videos of the youths singing recorded using Samuel's and my phone. So the quality is not very good but oh well, here they go!"<br /><br /></span></blockquote>But wait! <span style="font-weight: bold;">WAIT!!</span><br />an extra video taken during carolling which i am sure it is easily recognisable by looking at the video's thumbnail, haha <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Amy the violinist!!</span><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyi-zQN_xKWwTWg9zulPUjR7JvqWIG-Z7JQIbPmuG0XuAweS5yYV5lKbyqAvncRRoo0Ck9KiP3191OZ67w-mg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /> And then the unbelievable karaoke session. Sorry i messed up the chronological order of the videos but at least i got the ending right!<br /><br />First off, the super duper ultra long song, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Love Song King</span> (loosely translated from mandarin):<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzlzitJtE1zz4sUH32O75eIKdbGMC8ImimOMVc3bD7NurY50o5inRk5N4zavpFredONWh5-UBvh01HH9MQndg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Love Song King, Part 2</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">!</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzVDie_mnZO12Whz-9lAepX8FVy0kqCIafgkpJaTjB-nFTAHAYJmhSEDKQA8zT4QwiWiGjNKXuar7KzhSRqKw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Part 3!!</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dysGbH1JRdTek7OZwzm3a1B7-k3fAeKXC2K5EPISBO6Y3fD4MGeI8vAl1TqQ2Q_EDc3ulUKLo_M8GLOxKiBKQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">And finally, Part 4!!</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyN65PqEIXbIrZr9UR-CFS0h41DdlrS_5a6Pj28NHEobAKp1B-BGjaAVCFnejhy3XTHE-WIZrugIqHzlSsyPg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />A bit early back then but <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Feliz Navidad!</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx4FfW7KkGqkW1gquMMFhHTMdTFBVFKAwBkxkgKeNKQUcgPGJrcnCJvOurkL76FKB3htvrpjDCk_V8o8coNcA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Big Girls Don't Cry!</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzDNVuWiqb9hOFsRX-YjqJThHrRglCkvYYCFidsdljMbmwLbaSqJIjmWwxtnzKTI6ML2Glb-NHsTcRRpysAPw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Wen Yi</span> singing a <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Jay Chou song</span> which i have forgotten the song title:<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxrbCQbdDZ6Oeg8VPR9y6rGtPzgwnFx77omHR9ALfbuXZK5aJ4z8VINdTjHMxcFtmnt2RhxsFA9qyuSSPH9bw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Sadly true, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">It Ends Tonight:</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyK-JfKv8VKRhsZnOtzzZr3EIHuZsH-PyJ4bzZsvLrNQFncyjTHnBApUsrje1xksdF89z3JbpCPbDkna69D2g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">It Ends Tonight Part 2:</span></span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwY3hTey_gWyKNGIuaeqaIfsaGTrdjD-VVQtBHOuJDBEM0IJw28sZwEafwMZgcpjSK5qYuxlu2yi0Ej8zJN_g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Justin Timber</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>-i mean<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">, Lim - A Whole New World:</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dybJABmWb1w1GAX4BonkFBepYo_gvJv41ESMJsLEOAYOYj98Y4Q8vlJiQCg-ISMxwrarQ3F9fCRKkzzI6QY8Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">In the Ayer</span> and another song which i can't really make out what:<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dysS6Uy3WoXbnPg_7JmuU2ice8Emz_uJLfx_8j7aULncGNFnNDNdnEt7d2OkjxWR3kpH8OSkvxCfiCuc10j7Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />And sadly, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">In The End</span>:<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxPABZcsJ-SB3EMHlx1IVUpkaU-76obg819s9aU8bosCiI_myiBfrAkA4nXnUSGRJ628BRmMgfDQA6b9Z0Yqg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">In The End Part 2:</span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyhWB1muM9gHY_xjO9Jb-DzEKDHMFZcy5Aw3_d9tykM2jMejd7HbR8CwNVNDmg5my2jXjhWE-Mbrg2FJsUGJQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />And finally, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bon Jovi's </span></span>It's My Life</span> to end the night and follow-up after the karaoke session:<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzbsSEZFI2ng_QdgD5BuBI58AfIvaFwpMYjnaor1be08rLdonpt-kcTXMPu811soeHfj10L9dwTsxEYuZoxVQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(note: the video contained evidence supporting the alleged exhortation of Ms. Angelica Wong Shuk Ting)</span></span><br /><br />Well it was really a fun outing for those of us who were there that day.<br /><br />Folks, i hope you enjoyed walking down this memory lane with me, though with the 5 months delay, and i hope you all enjoyed all these youth activities we had together back then!<br /><br />I really hope that we will continue to grow spiritually and keep in touch together!<br /><br />So note to the youths back in K.K.:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">UPDATE US ABOUT WHAT IS HAPPENING BACK THERE IN K.K.!!!!!</span></span>ronan lohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725652591291819002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-17185976541404935202009-04-29T00:06:00.001+08:002009-04-29T00:06:47.803+08:00Watch!<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVblWq3tDwY&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TVblWq3tDwY&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>ronan lohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725652591291819002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-82519854706007809852009-04-22T21:09:00.001+08:002009-04-22T21:15:14.762+08:00Watch....<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4NlyZqJhwk&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e4NlyZqJhwk&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>ronan lohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16725652591291819002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8179020606824290009.post-56454249560752759752009-04-09T23:56:00.002+08:002009-04-10T00:01:57.322+08:00More Birthdays!<center>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</center><br><center>to</center><br><center><font color="yellow">Soo Wen Yi</font></center><br><center>and</center><br><center><font color="yellow">Chong Li Lyn</font></center><br><br><br /><br />Don't forget to wish them! it's never too late!<br /><br />God Bless =)Jeremy Kohhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13390912453033959021noreply@blogger.com0