<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016</id><updated>2012-01-30T13:09:16.208+08:00</updated><category term='arts'/><title type='text'>This Side of Heaven</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-5882009127572986381</id><published>2012-01-28T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T13:09:16.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Child at play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A child was at play. A boy who looked 6 to 7 years of age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He was the gardener lady's kid you see. And she was there watering the plants around the apartment swimming pool i was taking a swim in that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Took a quiet hidden corner to sit and read after that as all the sitting area had people in them. While i was there i could overhear the lady speaking to her son but could only make out '&lt;i&gt;sebelah sini saja ya...&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As i got up to leave, i saw the boy fully cloth swimming in the kiddy pool at a section that was hidden from view behind the high wall of the running waters of the main pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then i understood why '&lt;i&gt;sebelah sini saja..&lt;/i&gt;' He saw me as i made my way out and i smiled at him because a child should play. Then he happily kept on swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;'&lt;i&gt;Sebelah sini saja&lt;/i&gt;' because that was a hidden play time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The water was amazing that beautiful sunny morning and i enjoyed my swim tremendously. And i bet he too was relishing in that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;'&lt;i&gt;Sebelah sini saja&lt;/i&gt;' because the order of things dictate that only residents and their visitors :) could use that pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And i bet in his child-like manner that too is understood, that's why the cautious swim in only that hidden region.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But did i mention the water was amazing that morning? And that yes, he was not suppose to be in it but a child really deserves to play, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then it got me thinking of how he sees the pool every time he follows his mother over and because of again the order of things - he is excluded out of the list of the people that can use that pool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Excluded because you got to be able to afford that privileges. Privileges do come with a price. Some can pay it and some cannot. The 'cans' because circumstances and choices that encompass and make their lives brought them to that position where they can; the 'cannots' because again circumstances and choices that encompass and make their lives brought them to a position where they cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And yet there are times and will be more where paths cross between those of the opposite ends of the spectrum. We're all in this together, whichever side of the spectrum we are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We have similarities and yes, differences too but maybe just maybe; let's just remember to be kind to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, he was not suppose to but he looked so happy. And since i'm not the management (even if i was); a happy child at play should be left just that, no? Or even if it can't, then do it well? Be kind even when we need to be assertive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The next time the cleaner lady mops the floor; we could afford to wait til it dries or maybe walk around it, no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We walk so fast pass each other sometimes we forgot to look at the person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-5882009127572986381?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/5882009127572986381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2012/01/child-at-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5882009127572986381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5882009127572986381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2012/01/child-at-play.html' title='Child at play'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-5708446434327700774</id><published>2012-01-16T18:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T18:49:44.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on to the next one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;I'm looking at the date and realized that I've been here for almost 3 weeks now. But somehow so many things have happened that it felt so much longer than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Done with orientation and am getting myself&amp;nbsp;accustomed&amp;nbsp;with the new found information and way of life. I've met some new and amazing people along the way; and settling quite timely into the church Grace &amp;amp; i are attending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;So yesterday, we had a CNY open house specifically for the community around the&amp;nbsp;church and various NGO bodies they are&amp;nbsp;affiliated&amp;nbsp;with. We were ushers and it was really nice being able to play the host especially to a&amp;nbsp;community that might not be all too&amp;nbsp;familiar&amp;nbsp;to oneself :) I guess it's not really hosting til you host outside of home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4LIqYXdLwV4/TxPyXLYF-II/AAAAAAAABMA/nF0oL_NZExk/s1600/2012-01-15+19.07.51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4LIqYXdLwV4/TxPyXLYF-II/AAAAAAAABMA/nF0oL_NZExk/s400/2012-01-15+19.07.51.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The set up for the open house just right outside the church.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Good food, good company and very entertaining presentations. It did look like one big family reunion somehow. That was an evening well spent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Other matter related, all the reading assignments given have been thought provoking so far and loving the discussions-and-bouncing-off-each-other-thoughts-and-opinions atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;And did two reads this week that was both heartwarming and spoke to me in all different levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Reading 1 -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.philipyancey.com/archives/3030"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Reading 2 - &lt;a href="http://handsnfeet.wordpress.com/2010/09/25/success-sacrifice-all-as-loss/"&gt;If nothing was stopping you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;And last but not least, Grace has truly been a God-send. Had a VERY interesting 'God-experience' with her after Saturday Night Live service (or SNL for short and yes, i see where that's coming from) at church. Very grateful and bowled over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Be blessed, all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-5708446434327700774?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/5708446434327700774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-looking-at-date-and-realized-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5708446434327700774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5708446434327700774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2012/01/im-looking-at-date-and-realized-that.html' title='on to the next one'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4LIqYXdLwV4/TxPyXLYF-II/AAAAAAAABMA/nF0oL_NZExk/s72-c/2012-01-15+19.07.51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-4342077435919606206</id><published>2012-01-11T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T19:55:58.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Walked out of Mentoring Group and was greeted by this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j66BPaneWXc/Tw139i_qZsI/AAAAAAAABLw/6ubvo0iy530/s1600/2012-01-10+21.31.35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j66BPaneWXc/Tw139i_qZsI/AAAAAAAABLw/6ubvo0iy530/s400/2012-01-10+21.31.35.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89Q30IkO8aw/Tw14DuxqZNI/AAAAAAAABL4/fgT5Yh8ASXk/s1600/2012-01-10+21.32.08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89Q30IkO8aw/Tw14DuxqZNI/AAAAAAAABL4/fgT5Yh8ASXk/s400/2012-01-10+21.32.08.jpg" width="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Liking this new view very, very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-4342077435919606206?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/4342077435919606206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2012/01/walked-out-of-mentoring-group-and-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/4342077435919606206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/4342077435919606206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2012/01/walked-out-of-mentoring-group-and-was.html' title=''/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j66BPaneWXc/Tw139i_qZsI/AAAAAAAABLw/6ubvo0iy530/s72-c/2012-01-10+21.31.35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-8008783361083036568</id><published>2012-01-10T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T18:23:53.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tis so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;The year of uproot. Hail, hail 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Decided to spend a week in the Capital city before heading to my destination and somehow in the preoccupation of the season; it only hit me that I'm leaving home in the long 2 hours flight over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;I just thank God; for that moment it was daytime and I had my shades on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Anyways, New Year's in the capital with your close knit of people is really amazing. I had some good times and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mshachi.wordpress.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt;, I love it when we're&amp;nbsp;roommates&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;But besides those wonderful familiar faces, i saw one that made me smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUa2jjeZzho/TwcOfMvdlGI/AAAAAAAABHk/FR4KH33ctxI/s1600/2012-01-02+15.00.59.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUa2jjeZzho/TwcOfMvdlGI/AAAAAAAABHk/FR4KH33ctxI/s320/2012-01-02+15.00.59.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;don't tell me I'm the only one that sees the&amp;nbsp;similarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHqFGa24Es8/TwwE468XKgI/AAAAAAAABIE/4pgxCNcCmVg/s1600/dad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHqFGa24Es8/TwwE468XKgI/AAAAAAAABIE/4pgxCNcCmVg/s320/dad.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;I miss that face and smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;So, did a few of these things in the Capital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vw2YANePT2M/TwcOhuxd2CI/AAAAAAAABHs/OvLHriFOCOs/s1600/2012-01-02+15.43.46.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vw2YANePT2M/TwcOhuxd2CI/AAAAAAAABHs/OvLHriFOCOs/s320/2012-01-02+15.43.46.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pEB6P6Zfy1g/TwcOj9N5PQI/AAAAAAAABH0/hdfrosKknEY/s1600/2012-01-02+16.17.05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pEB6P6Zfy1g/TwcOj9N5PQI/AAAAAAAABH0/hdfrosKknEY/s320/2012-01-02+16.17.05.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Saw a few things too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dL1LkqIozWU/TwwRwLHmq8I/AAAAAAAABIM/dzLUsYk_hAg/s1600/2012-01-02+16.06.24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dL1LkqIozWU/TwwRwLHmq8I/AAAAAAAABIM/dzLUsYk_hAg/s320/2012-01-02+16.06.24.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;and then took another flight to another side of home for me. stayed at Grace's while i waited for the registration date and this was my view for that whole time there every morning. and liking it lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TC4rzASS3hY/Twv7wpUBuTI/AAAAAAAABH8/eP78V0TJ-mw/s1600/2012-01-05+07.21.20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TC4rzASS3hY/Twv7wpUBuTI/AAAAAAAABH8/eP78V0TJ-mw/s320/2012-01-05+07.21.20.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;And this is my view from 'home' for the next new phase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LUdQux0nNX8/TwwUGfbEu9I/AAAAAAAABIU/z3m2ERuLPAU/s1600/2012-01-10+08.31.04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LUdQux0nNX8/TwwUGfbEu9I/AAAAAAAABIU/z3m2ERuLPAU/s320/2012-01-10+08.31.04.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;and just to remind myself some of the&amp;nbsp;magnificent&amp;nbsp;people i got to hang out with before i left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72XC-74EImk/TwwVJxrd9ZI/AAAAAAAABIc/-oqzE969BTo/s1600/christmas+ppl+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="473" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72XC-74EImk/TwwVJxrd9ZI/AAAAAAAABIc/-oqzE969BTo/s640/christmas+ppl+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;this could have doubled as a Christmas postcard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Be blessed all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-8008783361083036568?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/8008783361083036568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2012/01/tis-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8008783361083036568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8008783361083036568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2012/01/tis-so-far.html' title='tis so far'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUa2jjeZzho/TwcOfMvdlGI/AAAAAAAABHk/FR4KH33ctxI/s72-c/2012-01-02+15.00.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-5340442391413088539</id><published>2011-08-01T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T16:43:27.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;poetry for me have never sounded and looked this good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Click here ---&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=igCj3jsbcqs&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;rad! rad! rad!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be blessed all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-5340442391413088539?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/5340442391413088539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/08/poetry-for-me-hove-never-sounded-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5340442391413088539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5340442391413088539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/08/poetry-for-me-hove-never-sounded-and.html' title=''/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-173857699661306128</id><published>2011-05-16T17:25:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T08:33:10.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those little escapades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So, a few friends and I decided to go for a much needed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.forestry.sarawak.gov.my/forweb/np/np/niah.htm"&gt;trek&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GC2JSc3HivE/TdDxbkDLzrI/AAAAAAAABGQ/oKr2Fk1-TfE/s1600/cave%2Bhouse.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607246991912062642" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GC2JSc3HivE/TdDxbkDLzrI/AAAAAAAABGQ/oKr2Fk1-TfE/s400/cave%2Bhouse.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 241px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;the house in the cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRNP4fbZdWk/TdDxbhJLxoI/AAAAAAAABGI/a35DzCfDxsM/s1600/cave%2Bentrance.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607246991131920002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRNP4fbZdWk/TdDxbhJLxoI/AAAAAAAABGI/a35DzCfDxsM/s400/cave%2Bentrance.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 334px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;from the inside looking out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmCR7KlyJTY/TdDuk4CEMxI/AAAAAAAABGA/7jTTwngdiGs/s1600/cavelights.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607243853360018194" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmCR7KlyJTY/TdDuk4CEMxI/AAAAAAAABGA/7jTTwngdiGs/s400/cavelights.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 360px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 270px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;that was the noon day sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4LXsPirgWF0/TdD1vVDaimI/AAAAAAAABGg/oc5cT0OY0Z4/s400/sands%2Band%2Bslippers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and we ended it with a walk at the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-173857699661306128?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/173857699661306128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/05/those-little-escapades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/173857699661306128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/173857699661306128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/05/those-little-escapades.html' title='those little escapades'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GC2JSc3HivE/TdDxbkDLzrI/AAAAAAAABGQ/oKr2Fk1-TfE/s72-c/cave%2Bhouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-6165119751513345440</id><published>2011-04-10T02:25:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:54:49.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B for..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ff99ff; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;BEACH!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Was looking through some old photos and i thought i'd make this post a dedication to the one place that kept coming back into the pictures. the one place that has always been there. the one place for me that has the ability to transport you somewhere else - ladies and gentlemen; i give you the shorelines of the South China Sea :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Living in Miri, you'll grow up next to it. and 'she' is one amazing place to be in. For the typical Mirian; there would be some fond distant memories of her especially in the growing up years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The beach here is not pretty per say and i'm quite sure there are many other shorelines that would put her to shame in the beauty department. She is plain but we call her home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mjcULPqn3wc/TaCrx8n332I/AAAAAAAABEI/MkimhE_cLN8/s320/beach%2Bretro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffffcc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;hanging out with the bro and ma. the beach was a haven even back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffffcc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffffcc; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qzfoK_2Bqc/TaCryKF-QdI/AAAAAAAABEQ/NieDmtT00ls/s1600/beach%2Bretro%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593659615385371090" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qzfoK_2Bqc/TaCryKF-QdI/AAAAAAAABEQ/NieDmtT00ls/s320/beach%2Bretro%2B1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 226px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6666cc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;i had fond memory of this seaside playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f9aXVQhjfEQ/TaCtKiz5UqI/AAAAAAAABEo/YCEJ2mmd40A/s1600/beach%2Breading.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593661133848924834" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f9aXVQhjfEQ/TaCtKiz5UqI/AAAAAAAABEo/YCEJ2mmd40A/s320/beach%2Breading.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 226px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6666cc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;choose a spot, lay down and read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkzjxftxNbg/TaCtKYPCo5I/AAAAAAAABEg/f9_AuHm7eIc/s1600/beach%2Bgroup%2Blomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593661131009991570" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkzjxftxNbg/TaCtKYPCo5I/AAAAAAAABEg/f9_AuHm7eIc/s320/beach%2Bgroup%2Blomo.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 209px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #33ccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Skimboarding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msiRj9ncSt8/TaCu0maD7fI/AAAAAAAABE4/M1oQYBiVJJ4/s1600/beach%2Bskimming.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593662955880443378" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msiRj9ncSt8/TaCu0maD7fI/AAAAAAAABE4/M1oQYBiVJJ4/s320/beach%2Bskimming.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;during the Skimboarding phase :) which was all worth-it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAEOJ2KqbwA/TaCxzhIRzUI/AAAAAAAABFQ/oIeZMT0-ooc/s1600/beach%2Bskimming%2Blomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593666235818691906" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AAEOJ2KqbwA/TaCxzhIRzUI/AAAAAAAABFQ/oIeZMT0-ooc/s320/beach%2Bskimming%2Blomo.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 246px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;yes..this can be the life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYvDw5_nsyg/TaCuNm1L6WI/AAAAAAAABEw/QKHr9SXMZ90/s1600/beach%2Bfootball%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593662285979314530" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYvDw5_nsyg/TaCuNm1L6WI/AAAAAAAABEw/QKHr9SXMZ90/s320/beach%2Bfootball%2B2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffffcc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;beach football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9siFvHvlEe0/TaCtJwldSwI/AAAAAAAABEY/zY-kEmJY6vc/s1600/beach%2Bfootball.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593661120366594818" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9siFvHvlEe0/TaCtJwldSwI/AAAAAAAABEY/zY-kEmJY6vc/s320/beach%2Bfootball.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;i'm quite sure football wasn't suppose to be played this way but it makes up into a good photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zb_C86IgXo/TaCvb9iUUrI/AAAAAAAABFI/0JhzM9ubAbo/s1600/beach%2Bwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593663632103985842" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zb_C86IgXo/TaCvb9iUUrI/AAAAAAAABFI/0JhzM9ubAbo/s320/beach%2Bwalk.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 213px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;a beach walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxR-MTgXEvA/TaCvbsXiuVI/AAAAAAAABFA/1--HyAdTR5k/s1600/beach%2Bswim.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593663627495389522" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxR-MTgXEvA/TaCvbsXiuVI/AAAAAAAABFA/1--HyAdTR5k/s320/beach%2Bswim.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 237px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;nothing like swimming in the ocean. and for this particular day. we swam til the sun set and night came. ah..sweet i say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ojoPy0aXoOo/TaCx0JShaLI/AAAAAAAABFY/8otRWepXntA/s1600/beach%2Bcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593666246599076018" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ojoPy0aXoOo/TaCx0JShaLI/AAAAAAAABFY/8otRWepXntA/s320/beach%2Bcover.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffffcc;"&gt;the worship team day out for a shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WaSntSjOuD0/TaCyvAHYDGI/AAAAAAAABFw/nn-C4tHBLGs/s1600/eym%2BWT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593667257748687970" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WaSntSjOuD0/TaCyvAHYDGI/AAAAAAAABFw/nn-C4tHBLGs/s320/eym%2BWT.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #33ffff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;this was shot facing the sea and was a beautiful day out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WuZFQxmRU6Q/TaCyu0lbg2I/AAAAAAAABFo/wd5LcsO5EvA/s1600/beach%2Bgroup%2Bjump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593667254653518690" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WuZFQxmRU6Q/TaCyu0lbg2I/AAAAAAAABFo/wd5LcsO5EvA/s320/beach%2Bgroup%2Bjump.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;uhuh.. ecstatic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;In conclusion; this is a part of home and i thank God it became a part of who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Mirian, born and bred. beach people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZIhAQGu5UM/TaC0H4fy61I/AAAAAAAABF4/D5lSQGnJ4Pg/s1600/beach%2Bbliss.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593668784711986002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZIhAQGu5UM/TaC0H4fy61I/AAAAAAAABF4/D5lSQGnJ4Pg/s320/beach%2Bbliss.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 234px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffffcc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;the local&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; 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font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/Christian-fire-harmless-without-torchbearers-say-analysts/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #33ffff; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;“But the more mainstream Christians, the bigger portion... in my experience talking to them, they give me the impression that they are more concerned with the afterworld than they are of what is happening today,” said Professor Jayum Anak Jawan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #99ffff; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I tell them sometimes... what are you people telling your congregation? If the state government is ignoring people in the rural areas, you have no access to basic amenities, what are you telling them?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #33ffff; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;“Exercise your rights and make demands as it is your right but the standard reply is... we are concerned with the afterworld and we respect the separation of state and religion,” he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccffff;"&gt;Excerpt of an article source from&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/Christian-fire-harmless-without-torchbearers-say-analysts/" style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #993399; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;I find this very interesting. Can we really take that stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #33ccff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;I know I've been taught that there is no such thing as a perf&lt;/span&gt;ect system on this side of eternity and that we are living in a fallen world. But to know that somehow your involvement in this earthly matters or shall we say stately matter; matters because it is effecting so many lives and to say that we're only concern of the afterworld gives an air of apathy. And apathy somehow does not sit well with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;It does not sit well with me when people are prolonged in their trouble whilst you might just hold the key to helping them but you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #00cccc; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;It does not sit well with me when we are so concern of a person's spiritual health and especially where they are going after they die but do not show the same tenacity on making their lives better while we are still alive and kicking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;It does not sit well with me when we are already placed in a position of choice and we didn't choose just because it's merely earthly system with little or no hint of spirituality it seemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #00cccc; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;As much as I anticipate my heavenly dwellings (home sick even); I am here now. I am here today. And with everything I have read in the scriptures about Jesus (who is the very core of our faith) - He too showed concerned for people and yes He wasn't all lovey-dovey as i recall in dealing with people (e.g. whipping the traders out of the temple court, spitting into mud and rubbing it on the blind man's eyes); He stood for truth in all matters. He spoke in parables and even straight forward when needed but He spoke truth. Whatever truth may cost and however it hurts; He spoke of it and He lived it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;And the truth of the matter is in this case;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;when people are left with tremendous unchallenged power - it is so easy to be the evil we thought we were fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; That's the state of human nature. And today; my stand is - let's remind one another of the virtue we are to uphold as a family; as a nation. If we CAN do the good that is needed then isn't it cruel to withold that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-size: 85%;"&gt;And I think it's about time we give out the good that we ought to; not in the hope of rewards or recognition but just because it is the right thing to do. There is a higher way; and it does not seek recognition nor praise; its harsh but kind and it challenges not to destroy but to build. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;So I believe in Jesus and His words and promises. And I too believe I have a part to play on where my nation and people are heading. So I choose to truly understand the situation and choose with the wisdom and discernment that God has planted in us - the choice to do the right thing and all because I can. And this 'can' I believe is God-ordained and I'm going to use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Ending with this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 85%;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;All that is necessary for the triumph of evil, is that good people do nothing&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;-attributed to&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;Edmund Burke&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/5943960956492225016-9141693236489362268?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/9141693236489362268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/04/really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/9141693236489362268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/9141693236489362268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/04/really.html' title='really?'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-4282150277926494382</id><published>2011-03-19T22:15:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:07:58.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;this on what has been happening lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rciOsR9eqbg/TYS_v7YS-3I/AAAAAAAABEA/KNIf816kCKI/s1600/180491_10150428091405173_634085172_17548739_1429209_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rciOsR9eqbg/TYS_v7YS-3I/AAAAAAAABEA/KNIf816kCKI/s320/180491_10150428091405173_634085172_17548739_1429209_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585800267960613746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;there's a first time for everything. Niah. Longhouse. The Virginian Rachel. and some translations gig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fCoucQoNtck/TYS_vggkW6I/AAAAAAAABD4/Vgg2450gQ5g/s1600/pino%2Bfelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fCoucQoNtck/TYS_vggkW6I/AAAAAAAABD4/Vgg2450gQ5g/s320/pino%2Bfelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585800260747549602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;first ever Pino Youth&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;with of course joined by some non-Pino too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;service at church and i think it went really well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9LQUJGREw4/TYS7DaZHXJI/AAAAAAAABDw/IB9MyHXP9xk/s1600/revo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9LQUJGREw4/TYS7DaZHXJI/AAAAAAAABDw/IB9MyHXP9xk/s320/revo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585795105144921234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;and somehow they have dropped in often enough now that i consider them family. by locals for locals and that's the way i like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;so, for the more to come :) fully expecting it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never disappoints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-4282150277926494382?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/4282150277926494382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/03/lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/4282150277926494382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/4282150277926494382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/03/lately.html' title='lately'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rciOsR9eqbg/TYS_v7YS-3I/AAAAAAAABEA/KNIf816kCKI/s72-c/180491_10150428091405173_634085172_17548739_1429209_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-8217848794822268864</id><published>2011-03-06T16:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T19:06:01.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the spunk of an old geezer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;he man with the spine and spunk (with some pretty decent sense of humor) speaking his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsykV4FXzcM/TXNH6cTcGrI/AAAAAAAABDo/psCl426x8og/s1600/iacocca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsykV4FXzcM/TXNH6cTcGrI/AAAAAAAABDo/psCl426x8og/s320/iacocca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580883432597887666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Iacocca"&gt;Mr Lee Iacocca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thank you for writing this book. It was for me an accidental find but i appreciate that u decided to share your convictions and experiences with the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Though we might be far removed culturally, age wise and even more so on the sphere of experiences (you the influential figure, CEO and visionary leader that you are and me; in my world of the ordinaries), i feel your convictions speaking to a lot of areas in my life and i wonder aloud that maybe just maybe this real honest everyday wisdom is relatable (i'm pretty sure that should be a word.really..) to all who are willing to hear.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;May i state or quote on a few of the many things that challenged and inspired me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.leadershipnow.com/leadingblog/2007/04/lee_iacoccas_9_cs_of_leadershi.html"&gt;9 Cs'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; found me nodding and grunting in agreement many times. thank you for putting these thoughts into words. I think i agree more because somehow these are also something that one would have thought of when relating to experiences of leaders and their leadership and to read it out in the open like that; you can't help but understand and agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;In relating to how the past world leaders responded to the Nazis after their horrific acts in the WWII; the Nuremberg trials you said was a grand example how the leaders then reminded us of our higher ideals and i like what you said '&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;we didn't become the evil we were fighting&lt;/span&gt;.' i really like that a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. And this you wrote on virtue to a generation of greed-driven America or the world for that matter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instead of greed, how about generosity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Instead of envy, try a little charity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Instead of pride, show some humility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instead of wrath, let's see composure&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    AND...'&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;They actually believed that companies have an obligation to contribute to social welfare.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    Last but not least, this wonderful thought '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Wouldn't it be great if we read more business stories that give us inspiring lift and fewer stories that made us sick to the stomachs? And wouldn't it be a wonderful thing if corporate America (and again the whole world for that matter) got the idea that the best way to do well is by doing good?&lt;/span&gt;' Imagine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4.  '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;There was a time not that long ago when we were more civil. We gave people the benefit of the doubt. We tried to work out our difference face-to-face, not through lawyers. We'd try to tell people to "have a nice day". Now we say, "I'll see you in court."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not our ability to compete that gets harmed by all the litigation. It is the ability to live with one another, to help each other out in bad times, to cooperate because we want to and it's the right thing to do - not because we might get sued&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;  I read somewhere once that we live in a world that is too safe. And it became that way because we fashioned it that way out of fear of things unknown or different from what we are used to. Its easier when the only thing you see is the only thing you know and vice versa i guess. But i think its a tragedy because that would make us forfeit a God given responsibility, that is we're supposed to be the agent of change or even influence where we are placed in, no? And should i even dare to suggest, we were designed that way? So, because we are living in a wholly messed up system and world to begin with; unless we see that - why on earth will there be any urge inside of us to change things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5.  '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;That's what i'd like to pass on to younger generation - the rewards of being involved. I've started with my own grandkids. I want them to know how lucky they are to be given a position to give back - because they have been given so much.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i think, we are in soooo many ways the privileged ones and it starts by wanting to truly know what is going on around us and then to be soo restless that we say &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'there must be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; that can be done.&lt;/span&gt;' and with that, if we just be courageous enough to understand that we are that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. Wherever we are, whoever we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mr Iacocca; your little book is truly a pleasure to read. And though we all make our mistakes because we are after all very imperfect - thank u for being 'human' enough to admit that but not letting it stop you from putting your thoughts and ideas out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-8217848794822268864?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/8217848794822268864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/03/spunk-of-old-geezer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8217848794822268864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8217848794822268864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2011/03/spunk-of-old-geezer.html' title='the spunk of an old geezer'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsykV4FXzcM/TXNH6cTcGrI/AAAAAAAABDo/psCl426x8og/s72-c/iacocca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-6123231734986369709</id><published>2010-09-18T13:53:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T12:25:30.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://across.co.nz/TedEngstrom.html" style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;Ted Engstrom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(he headed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Vision" style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;World Vision&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt; for a while an a thoroughly visionary of a man) writes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;The world needs people who cannot be bought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose word is their bond;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who put character above wealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who possess opinions and a will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are larger than their vocations;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who don't hesitate to take chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who won't lose their individuality in a crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will be as honest in small things as they are in great things;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who will make no compromise with wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose ambitions are not confined to their own selfish desires;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who will not say they do it "because everybody else does it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;";&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who are true to their friends through good report and evil report, in adversity as well as in prosperity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do not believe that shrewdness, cunning and hard-heartedness are the best qualities for winning success;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who are not afraid to stand for the truth even when it's unpopular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;who say "no" with emphasis, even though the rest of the world says "'yes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;and i couldn't agree more. but taking this in with a whole spoonful of sugar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I don't like how things are run and how we keep taking more and more and never giving back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I don't like the me-first mentality and how just being kind to people is unheard of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I don't like that as much as we try to accept everyone, there is still a part of us that naturally classify people into the desirable or less desirable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I don't like that we who should be the salt and light of the world is wrestling with soooo much insecurity issues that we are incapable or paralysed to even give because we downright cannot give what we ourselves don't have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;and as much as i don't like any of this - i am each and everything here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;and that makes me don't like it even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;but i cannot stop this here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;because as much as this is honest; and i loathe how our fallen nature has changed us and our universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I find another urge at work within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Despite the fact that i know my vices and faults are before me; i still want to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I want to know that there is still hope for change first within me then my world around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I want to be real with my convictions and know that although my weaknesses are always with me but there is strengths too in these bones of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;and as long as i am still alive and kicking; i have no excuse not to give change a shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i think this is why i find the Grace of G0d the most beautiful truth of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;that He gave me pardon and forgiveness; a new leash on life even if i don't deserve it in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;and as I see myself the way God sees me; that i am worth the death of His Son on that painful cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;i am totally indebted, that He would take MY penalty even when i was still in my rebellious '&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;it-has-nothing-to-do-with-me&lt;/span&gt;' mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;at first i hated that He had to make me feel that i owe Him something. Like a divine blackmai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;l or a guilt trap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;Then i reaslised how wrong i was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;He knew i was sick and dying even before i did. All He did was to offer the cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;All that was needed for me was to receive.and nothing could be more simple than that right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;yes and no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! on the day that finally salvation made perfect sense to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no! for the continuous struggle that came after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt understand that grace was needed everyday for me after that because it was only after saying that oh dangerous prayer of '&lt;span style="color: #ffffcc; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus, I want to be more and more like You&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;then it BAMS!! you start to see the world and yourself pretty messed up from what you initially thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;and i hated how the guilt conscience became more and more unbearable now that you start really seeing things the way it truly is..and into self-condemnation and pity we naturally go into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;and i thought '&lt;span style="color: #9999ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;this is it?! this is the new and wonderful life im suppose to be living on earth after i receive Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;' i was misreable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the funniest thing happen; after the years of doubting yourself and willowing in self pity and regret and utter cluelessness - you found yourself surprisingly a bit tougher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the speedbumps and roadblocks and 'tragedy' of life has totally humanised you and thrown you off your high and mighty pedestal that you realise that you cannot have gone through anything by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;all through the grit and dirt of real life, you became dependent on your relationship with God and it forced you to probe deeper and read His word and just more driven to find out what He has to say about all of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in your utter helplessness; you found yourself reaching out for help to those that you think might just be able to let you lean on them for a while. and that taught you that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;people need other people to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;. and the more you share your lives the more you realise that you're not alone in feeling this; and a journey travelled with a friend or friends makes it a whole less lonelier. strength grows in company at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;so...where i'm at now; i am totally thankful for all that has happened and for all the people i've met along the way. and for the ones that have been in it all along; you realise how precious this God-given relationships are and am thankful to the core for it. it has been bittersweet but sweetest it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66ffff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;so, today. i still need the grace of God to remind me that I am love by God; therefore i must love and accept myself and the one that i am still learning- to love other people in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot give what i don't have; so allow me to be fill first with this abundant life that He promised is in Him and as we pour our lives out for others and for the plans that are even greater than our own imagination - may we continue pouring out this life but yet never run dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;may life continue to hold us fascinated even though we have learn rough lessons along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;may we look at things with a different eye because we do not settle for the shallow and superficial and natural things of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;may our treasures are placed well in its rightful place and not all over the place and we stumble and fumble over our purpose in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;may we be confident in our relationship with Him because the world can't wait no longer for us to speak and act out in full confidence of God's saving grace. The world still and must hear of this great good news. and we're the only ones that can tell it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;may we truly love each other too and as we uphold and encourage and understand and open up to each other; we hold this precious friendship as gems in our hearts. and as we spur one another in love; the world will know that we are His because of how we treat and treasure each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;so, long? yes..yet again but its been too long too and God has been prettttyyyy amazing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;be blessed, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-6123231734986369709?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/6123231734986369709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/09/thought.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6123231734986369709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6123231734986369709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/09/thought.html' title='a thought'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-1915852094899362528</id><published>2010-07-05T17:58:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:29:01.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and there are things that stay with you for a lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;An old time friend Matt and his lovely wife, Ads - have taken a year off to be in Chiang Mai. Helping out in an amazing centre call Gateway - and from the moment i heard of it, there was a nudge and curiosity that couldn't be ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;So after the many invaluable passing of information; the date to visit them was set in early June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Just before i left, the card from my pastor &amp;amp; his wife read 'Be open to what God is teaching you..' and that particular sentence was just amplified the whole time i was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The trip this time was more than just being a tourist. I felt that whatever that will come out from this experience was something i needed to know, to hear or to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And know, hear and feel i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;So, here's the people i met, some of the places i went that challenged, inspired and change a little bit of me somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;BEFORE it all begin. the local departure entourage :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGuarIUXJI/AAAAAAAABAI/4qM7v-UmClI/s1600/P6040001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGuarIUXJI/AAAAAAAABAI/4qM7v-UmClI/s200/P6040001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490361194018790546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;the men of the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGubNBymbI/AAAAAAAABAQ/xsIF0Pi6nwo/s1600/P6040002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGubNBymbI/AAAAAAAABAQ/xsIF0Pi6nwo/s200/P6040002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490361203118217650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;the little sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;and the first place i went to besides the airport in the city of Chiang Mai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGubpvSeaI/AAAAAAAABAY/FQEIBgezOXE/s1600/P6060003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGubpvSeaI/AAAAAAAABAY/FQEIBgezOXE/s200/P6060003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490361210825243042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;arrived on Sunday and straight-away sat in for church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGucCb2HHI/AAAAAAAABAg/sECJxtMcIlw/s1600/P6060011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGucCb2HHI/AAAAAAAABAg/sECJxtMcIlw/s200/P6060011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490361217454578802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;chart, som and ads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxAg0XP7I/AAAAAAAABAw/65h-Tw-Hefg/s1600/P6060009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxAg0XP7I/AAAAAAAABAw/65h-Tw-Hefg/s200/P6060009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490364043109023666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the sisters; nit and chart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGuceyWu-I/AAAAAAAABAo/1i0VU0v7ASc/s1600/P6060015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGuceyWu-I/AAAAAAAABAo/1i0VU0v7ASc/s200/P6060015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490361225065184226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the walking street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxCA3L3OI/AAAAAAAABBQ/dgHf44L3lnk/s1600/DSC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxCA3L3OI/AAAAAAAABBQ/dgHf44L3lnk/s200/DSC00773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490364068890664162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;after weds Bible study..the interns and may and jyap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxB84ezRI/AAAAAAAABBI/OVeN2utaoSY/s1600/DSC00777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxB84ezRI/AAAAAAAABBI/OVeN2utaoSY/s200/DSC00777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490364067822357778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the lovely kook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxBQ5eNYI/AAAAAAAABBA/Ygnt_p1tl-c/s1600/DSC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxBQ5eNYI/AAAAAAAABBA/Ygnt_p1tl-c/s200/DSC00779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490364056015353218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;tay who dreams of being a chinese teacher &amp;amp; seems to be destined for it as her name could already double for a chinese surname :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxBEUF6EI/AAAAAAAABA4/_4-ZUdBtkIY/s1600/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGxBEUF6EI/AAAAAAAABA4/_4-ZUdBtkIY/s200/DSC00775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490364052637345858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the tenacious and unwavering renu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGyK8b5iAI/AAAAAAAABBY/7q3ltyu4n44/s1600/P6130003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGyK8b5iAI/AAAAAAAABBY/7q3ltyu4n44/s200/P6130003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490365321832925186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;the ever-entertaining co-founder of Gateway, Meiy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Chris who's the other co-founder; the amazing food connoisseur and an all rounder go-to person on anything Thai.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;getting to know her and her heartbeat for God and Thailand was everything i needed to hear and much, much more and as much as she has inspired me, kinda just realised i have no photo of her at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; ah well! next time ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGyMYC3HJI/AAAAAAAABB4/w56eEpVpFxA/s1600/P6160024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGyMYC3HJI/AAAAAAAABB4/w56eEpVpFxA/s200/P6160024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490365346423970962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;my constant companion, noot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGyMN_yooI/AAAAAAAABBw/kLEH_41NzOY/s1600/P6130298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGyMN_yooI/AAAAAAAABBw/kLEH_41NzOY/s200/P6130298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490365343726740098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGyLixdUII/AAAAAAAABBo/jBraRF4qnEk/s1600/P6120250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGyLixdUII/AAAAAAAABBo/jBraRF4qnEk/s200/P6120250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490365332123897986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the mirians ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0xo9rpoI/AAAAAAAABCo/SI40WUTVDLo/s1600/P6120255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0xo9rpoI/AAAAAAAABCo/SI40WUTVDLo/s200/P6120255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490368185644066434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mr &amp;amp; mrs Gab Tsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0P5-OEyI/AAAAAAAABCI/XAmovJismi4/s1600/P6110120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0P5-OEyI/AAAAAAAABCI/XAmovJismi4/s200/P6110120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490367606094172962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the chinese village visit with fam, another staff of gateway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0Qv11u9I/AAAAAAAABCQ/M10xFzQMgHk/s1600/P6130291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0Qv11u9I/AAAAAAAABCQ/M10xFzQMgHk/s200/P6130291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490367620554537938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the girls riding brilliantly at the back of the 4WD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND on the day i left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0PjslFjI/AAAAAAAABCA/dzMcUx0Pag0/s1600/P6160039edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0PjslFjI/AAAAAAAABCA/dzMcUx0Pag0/s200/P6160039edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490367600114603570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;was glad that the girls could come to the airport to drop me off. it was just before dropping them in school, which explains the uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and last but not least...the power couple and the amazing host and hostesses who totally went all the way to make this trip happen for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0Q1GFtqI/AAAAAAAABCY/sPj-gC__hRk/s1600/P6070076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0Q1GFtqI/AAAAAAAABCY/sPj-gC__hRk/s200/P6070076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490367621964871330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Matt and Adelene, with both whom i am utterly grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and i found the perfect spot for coffee lovers right here on the hilly grounds of Pai ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0RVJlsnI/AAAAAAAABCg/vfKh_SXs64o/s1600/coffee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDG0RVJlsnI/AAAAAAAABCg/vfKh_SXs64o/s200/coffee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490367630569484914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;AND in case you haven't got it already....i am soooooo glad i went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-1915852094899362528?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/1915852094899362528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-there-are-things-that-stay-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1915852094899362528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1915852094899362528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-there-are-things-that-stay-with-you.html' title='and there are things that stay with you for a lifetime'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TDGuarIUXJI/AAAAAAAABAI/4qM7v-UmClI/s72-c/P6040001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-231903157418057731</id><published>2010-06-01T15:06:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T16:17:42.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the more to come..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was by far the best never-a-coincidence-but-divinely-arranged-bonding-sessions ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS3_mFaMpI/AAAAAAAAA_o/QuC2fo69zJs/s1600/IMG_4351edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS3_mFaMpI/AAAAAAAAA_o/QuC2fo69zJs/s320/IMG_4351edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477705349972243090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS3_evExkI/AAAAAAAAA_g/QgMI8wsu8Vc/s1600/IMG_4284edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS3-PcJG-I/AAAAAAAAA_I/xxqv9SqkdHk/s320/IMG_5688edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477705326713707490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS-nHqLicI/AAAAAAAAA_w/0UhxjVp3M1k/s1600/IMG_5426edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS-nHqLicI/AAAAAAAAA_w/0UhxjVp3M1k/s320/IMG_5426edit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477712626069506498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS-n6toHEI/AAAAAAAABAA/uAkD7dBAbGs/s1600/IMG_5629edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS-n6toHEI/AAAAAAAABAA/uAkD7dBAbGs/s320/IMG_5629edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477712639774170178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS-nk1CD2I/AAAAAAAAA_4/-5JXLr_TFAQ/s1600/IMG_5627edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS-nk1CD2I/AAAAAAAAA_4/-5JXLr_TFAQ/s320/IMG_5627edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477712633899650914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was truly blessed and challenged and knowing that all our paths crossed for a purpose greater and more profound than we could even began to imagine, i thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS3-hg8mLI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/rY1mr5LdGNA/s1600/thea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS3-hg8mLI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/rY1mr5LdGNA/s320/thea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477705331565697202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;And i've found a friend in you, my Danish counterpart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-231903157418057731?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/231903157418057731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-to-come.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/231903157418057731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/231903157418057731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-to-come.html' title='the more to come..'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TAS3_mFaMpI/AAAAAAAAA_o/QuC2fo69zJs/s72-c/IMG_4351edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-695128532394141358</id><published>2010-05-18T21:59:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T12:45:58.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no excuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The can't-put-it-down read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S_KkaKEXllI/AAAAAAAAA_A/VTLb9fLBRSY/s1600/God%27s+gravity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472617266494805586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S_KkaKEXllI/AAAAAAAAA_A/VTLb9fLBRSY/s320/God%27s+gravity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:85%;" &gt;i had some trouble adjusting my vision to the cover at first. bei tahan, i caught myself still wanting to turn it around eventhough u told yourself its suppose to be this way up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;and was particularly moved by this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(204,255,255)"&gt;quoting from pg. 80-81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Did God mess up? If I were in charge of the project, I'd be inclined to thrash the model and go back to beginning. Yet God - as I am becoming ever more glad with the passing of years - is not like me. God chose to keep what He had created, to invest yet more of Himself in the beings that were already offering such pale imitation of the glory He had intended for them. We turned our backs, yet God offered His pillar of fire to guide us. We closed our hearts, so God sent His Son. We tortured and killed Him, yet God sent His Spirit. I obsess about parking spots and avocados, yet God still wants me to know Him. There are a billion reasons for God to give up on us, yet He simply refuses to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;What does this mean for us? Surely it gives all the more glory to God, elevating Him even higher above us with our narrow minds and fuzzy outlooks. Believing God can still be God without expecting Him to conform to our obsessions with control is a big leap to make and those that struggle to do so find themselves staring at the chasm in confused isolation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They suggest that the presence of suffering - the tsunamis, the genocides, the evil that is plainly wrong in our world - indicates that God is cruel, that His passive acceptance of wrongdoing must mean He is callous, absent or weak. But seeing God as a divine protector is not right. Such a being is not a god, but a fairy-tale guardian, a fairy godmother who won't even let the pumpkin return at the stroke of midnight. God's gravity is strong - but with a type of strength that goes beyond our narrowly defined expectations. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;With His power comes our freedom, allowing us the greatest responsibility of all - CHOICE.&lt;/span&gt; In other words, we can choose to be pulled into His orbit, or we can choose to pursue our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;pg 79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;the fundamental problem with my head at that time was this; i thought that God was on my side. It never occured to me that things might be the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;After reading this thus far..it made me think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;I find that standing by something is hard for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;But I find that God does stand by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;I find that the beginning of a new projects excites me more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;But I find that God stayed on for the long run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;I find that the long process of growth (&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;of anything for that matter&lt;/span&gt;) makes me want to run off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;But I find that God becomes more involved even in all the complexity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;I find that difficult people are a total waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;But I find that God invested Himself in people; difficult or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;I find that I could easily blame others, or things or God even when by choices doesn't turn out the way i thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;But I find that God the all-powerful, all-knowing all I-could-do-anything (&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;even He&lt;/span&gt;) stuck by His original project eventhough it turn out the way it did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;I find that regrets over choices made paralyse me sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;But I find that God doesn't spend eternity grieving over past regrets &amp;amp; He goes out &amp;amp; does new things but yet still connected in a sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;And i find this very funny..&lt;br /&gt;my initial response was to run away from it all&lt;br /&gt;to pack up and go and start somewhere anew&lt;br /&gt;i argue that i'm much more than these mundane and mess&lt;br /&gt;i argue that i should be doing more&lt;br /&gt;And for years, i argued and yet I was still confined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;Then I asked for one thing as a last resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;I asked that I see it the way He does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;Because I just don't get it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the very funny thing is&lt;br /&gt;i started seeing i am where i am because of the choices i made&lt;br /&gt;i can't blame anyone or anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;i had to stick by them and work it out the best that it could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;And when i slowly own up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;And it was scary because i knew some of the choices made were not the best ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;i saw more of Him even in the mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;i swallowed my first initial reaction to defensiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;a little slower with my strong opinions and thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find out i actually was not listening that well&lt;br /&gt;my opinions were faster than my thoughts process and kinda one sided&lt;br /&gt;and it felt so much of a relieved now that i could quietly go about my things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;but somehow it's not all gloom and ordinary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;its unpredictable and a whole lot exciting at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;but finally i think i'm ok with this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;what i do now allows me the liberty to do the things close to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;and somewhat a little quirky twist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;the things close to my heart is kinda what i'm doing now too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;and the one thing i really like now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;i come to know the family a little bit better too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;i thought i knew them but i think i was taking them for granted a bit too often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;i'm not saying we're all buddy-buddy, spilling all the guts secrets kinda thing all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;but they are your family for all the reasons God in His wisdom knows best&lt;br /&gt;and even more so i find out surprisingly&lt;br /&gt;that those cheesy but genuine words and gestures of appreciation does go a long way&lt;br /&gt;especially those that we can seemingly take for granted easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;it's good to have roots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;it makes you know yourself better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;and see yourself not as highly as you would think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;and oh yes, its good to have roots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;family, friends, home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;because it somehows births a sense of belonging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;nobody teaches you the best and the worst of sticking by than your roots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;so, am utterly grateful and i think i like this growing old and growing up process&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;it's not too bad when He's in charge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-695128532394141358?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/695128532394141358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/05/cant-put-it-down-read-i-had-some.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/695128532394141358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kep46pnAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vnTUwyq1J6A/s1600/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kep46pnAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vnTUwyq1J6A/s320/DSC00420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468107340071410690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THAT was a good day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it should be done again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-8678767360795455819?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/8678767360795455819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8678767360795455819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8678767360795455819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-far.html' title='so far'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kep46pnAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vnTUwyq1J6A/s72-c/DSC00420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-9159460384308603728</id><published>2010-04-26T17:44:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:32:31.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;been out of the blogging scene for way  too long. attempting now to resuscitate the whole thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright..a lot have happened and we're going to back date this to a yr. this is the first attempt on trying to get some of the stories straight. and wanted to blog about this WAY back so starting with this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;June '09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;went backpacking with a girlfriend to Cambodia and going out into a different culture and people change a lot of things in a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;so, we were there for 8 days. First 2 days were spend it phnom penh (the capital) and then on the 3rd day took a 6hrs bus ride to siem reap to visit angkor wat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;day 1 and 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(Phnom Penh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;arrived in phnom penh and first time in a tuk-tuk. our ever faithful tuk-tuk driver stuck with us the whole time we were in phnom penh and it helps a lot when u have a local insights to things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S9Vl7JL50nI/AAAAAAAAA5g/cv4eqPuc1eQ/s1600/CIMG0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S9Vl7JL50nI/AAAAAAAAA5g/cv4eqPuc1eQ/s200/CIMG0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464385789636498034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rach and I on my very first time in a tuk tuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S9Vl6KZ2zbI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/NgwG3Bb11LE/s1600/CIMG0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S9Vl6KZ2zbI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/NgwG3Bb11LE/s200/CIMG0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464385772783586738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kow8Y1KiI/AAAAAAAAA6A/NN1cMPfTWuo/s1600/CIMG0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kow8Y1KiI/AAAAAAAAA6A/NN1cMPfTWuo/s200/CIMG0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468118456378665506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kmd2YJjzI/AAAAAAAAA5w/-FN6vJCatKw/s1600/bicycle+man.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kmd2YJjzI/AAAAAAAAA5w/-FN6vJCatKw/s200/bicycle+man.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468115929324425010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Life in Cambodia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kp8_c-eJI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gb39JdPbpq4/s1600/Rachel+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kp8_c-eJI/AAAAAAAAA6I/gb39JdPbpq4/s200/Rachel+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468119762871416978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The temple ruin we visited at phnom penh. Climbed 200 plus steps just to get here and it was worth it. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KoQwsZFKI/AAAAAAAAA54/wwlDTt713rg/s1600/CIMG0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KoQwsZFKI/AAAAAAAAA54/wwlDTt713rg/s200/CIMG0534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468117903483671714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Was alone while Rachel took another 200 steps to visit another temple ruins. I was enjoying the view till this boy, who looked like he just came back from school pop into the scene. and was not really shy at all when he seemed to slide slowly into the frame everytime i tried to take a pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we visited the killings fields. A monstrocity of a place during the Khmer Rouge period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KqNGxgrcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/9aAgqdCM-hY/s1600/CIMG0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KqNGxgrcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/9aAgqdCM-hY/s200/CIMG0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468120039714500034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kp92IJ_eI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/kUqSjdX7g6c/s1600/CIMG0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kp92IJ_eI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/kUqSjdX7g6c/s200/CIMG0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468119777548041698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The S21 used to be a school til they turn the whole compound into some sadistic torture place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kp-AdYlHI/AAAAAAAAA6g/lJ-8dAbK1WI/s1600/CIMG0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kp-AdYlHI/AAAAAAAAA6g/lJ-8dAbK1WI/s200/CIMG0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468119780321432690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kp9XldrSI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0NBbQFgtmWw/s1600/CIMG0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kp9XldrSI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0NBbQFgtmWw/s200/CIMG0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468119769349467426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Day 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;left on a 6hrs very comfortable bus ride from phnom penh to siem reap and we made new friends. Ben and Anat who turn out to be the best of travel companions u could ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwEQ2_bII/AAAAAAAAA7Y/fP-K659Otbg/s1600/CIMG0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwEQ2_bII/AAAAAAAAA7Y/fP-K659Otbg/s200/CIMG0686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468126484872785026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Stopped for a short rest and as the saying goes, when in Rome...photo above is of fried crickets and spiders. Spiders looked somehow 'hairy' so opted for the crickets and they tasted like deep fried shrimps with a hint of lemongrass and curry leaves. Cambodians make some very tasty snacks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Day 4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Temple Visits Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KsfMjMlLI/AAAAAAAAA64/-J3CA5lULKs/s1600/CIMG0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KsfMjMlLI/AAAAAAAAA64/-J3CA5lULKs/s200/CIMG0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468122549525976242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Woke up at around 430am jus to be at Angkor Wat for the sunrise. And it was all worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Ksfh_UXKI/AAAAAAAAA7A/g_ldRJHMw6M/s1600/CIMG0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Ksfh_UXKI/AAAAAAAAA7A/g_ldRJHMw6M/s200/CIMG0871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468122555281071266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just after the sunrise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KsgQoU7YI/AAAAAAAAA7I/W4T1d23K1qM/s1600/CIMG0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KsgQoU7YI/AAAAAAAAA7I/W4T1d23K1qM/s200/CIMG0906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468122567801105794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I think this was before we had our coffee and Anat seems to express our just-out-of-slumber-mode the best here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwFeAsT4I/AAAAAAAAA7o/WPrwoaECnNs/s1600/CIMG1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwFeAsT4I/AAAAAAAAA7o/WPrwoaECnNs/s200/CIMG1003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468126505583005570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The higher level of the Angkor Wat which was closed to visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LZLZaeTUI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/LhpA1CWRCVE/s1600/CIMG2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LZLZaeTUI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/LhpA1CWRCVE/s200/CIMG2061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468171687404916034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The Asparas or the heavenly dancers adored all the walls of the temple and they were a lot of them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LcsEisR4I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/sk73-GgvSUU/s1600/CIMG1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LcsEisR4I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/sk73-GgvSUU/s200/CIMG1001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468175547272808322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwE0ED8VI/AAAAAAAAA7g/reUmdovg1eg/s1600/CIMG1188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwE0ED8VI/AAAAAAAAA7g/reUmdovg1eg/s200/CIMG1188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468126494322848082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The elephant court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LotbWygZI/AAAAAAAAA94/NHGAODJtQLA/s1600/CIMG1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LotbWygZI/AAAAAAAAA94/NHGAODJtQLA/s200/CIMG1205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468188764716302738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ben and Anat. The BEST travelling buddies Rachel and I could ask for :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwFsREkKI/AAAAAAAAA7w/cMNV1nXojzY/s1600/CIMG1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwFsREkKI/AAAAAAAAA7w/cMNV1nXojzY/s200/CIMG1142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468126509409800354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The one of the MANY faces of Bayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwGLqPwgI/AAAAAAAAA74/njWzvUBHAcE/s1600/CIMG1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-KwGLqPwgI/AAAAAAAAA74/njWzvUBHAcE/s200/CIMG1152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468126517836890626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kw_xkN7aI/AAAAAAAAA8A/h-9k-rBpxGM/s1600/CIMG1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Kw_xkN7aI/AAAAAAAAA8A/h-9k-rBpxGM/s200/CIMG1258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468127507264695714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Those are fig trees behind us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LctFlQwfI/AAAAAAAAA9o/RX9wSU2IO68/s1600/CIMG1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LctFlQwfI/AAAAAAAAA9o/RX9wSU2IO68/s200/CIMG1112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468175564731892210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;One of the gates to Bayon. I think this was the North gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LcstYqk-I/AAAAAAAAA9g/yYPBFpPCfXw/s1600/CIMG1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LcstYqk-I/AAAAAAAAA9g/yYPBFpPCfXw/s200/CIMG1093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468175558236607458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day 5  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Temple Visit day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSJBAQI1I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/75KEv_AHW6w/s1600/CIMG1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSJBAQI1I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/75KEv_AHW6w/s200/CIMG1304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468163949911352146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The highest monument in angkor wat. u could see everything from way up here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSK-Uc_ZI/AAAAAAAAA8o/bzVjp4YF_HI/s1600/IMG_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSK-Uc_ZI/AAAAAAAAA8o/bzVjp4YF_HI/s200/IMG_0077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468163983550512530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Somehow the sky's more blue and the sunrays more beautiful here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSKeAfyxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/elO1_mRIeR0/s1600/IMG_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSKeAfyxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/elO1_mRIeR0/s200/IMG_0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468163974876875538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sanskrits and some chinese characters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Lr7_vJZvI/AAAAAAAAA-A/GZ7NSzcbsXQ/s1600/CIMG1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-Lr7_vJZvI/AAAAAAAAA-A/GZ7NSzcbsXQ/s200/CIMG1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468192313535194866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;At the former king's palace just before he moved to angkor wat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSJwxVykI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/-f6zThtwLe8/s1600/CIMG1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSJwxVykI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/-f6zThtwLe8/s200/CIMG1363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468163962733709890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Day 6th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LZJg2l-tI/AAAAAAAAA84/LgVfI-PmT3o/s1600/CIMG1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LZJg2l-tI/AAAAAAAAA84/LgVfI-PmT3o/s200/CIMG1711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468171655042169554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Bantey Srey. the female temple they call it because of the more delicate and deep carvings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSLcUUMWI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3PGrPL-ZLIo/s1600/CIMG1659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LSLcUUMWI/AAAAAAAAA8w/3PGrPL-ZLIo/s200/CIMG1659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468163991602999650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;One of the many monks you see around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LZKieGFqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/_bgC0Yf_RwU/s1600/CIMG1958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LZKieGFqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/_bgC0Yf_RwU/s200/CIMG1958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468171672656156322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LZKCs_45I/AAAAAAAAA9A/gZ97Jt3163U/s1600/CIMG1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LZKCs_45I/AAAAAAAAA9A/gZ97Jt3163U/s200/CIMG1746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468171664128730002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rachel and our tuk tuk driver in siem reap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;7th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Took the bus back to Phnom Penh and stayed at a more sleazy part of towns. Someone recommended the hostel there as it was cheap. It was good but the night seems to be a bit more sinister there so we just stayed in and caught up on our sleep. and as i was looking through my folder. I can't seem to find any photos of those last 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Day 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Back home and stayed with a good childhood friend, Pat. Swapping stories is always good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LfySZkzRI/AAAAAAAAA9w/mrRTb3YaTa8/s1600/klia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S-LfySZkzRI/AAAAAAAAA9w/mrRTb3YaTa8/s200/klia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468178952606764306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The only photo of Rach and I when we got back. Hairan juga where all the other photos went..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, attempt 1 done..will proceed to the several next attempts very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and ya! helo people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-9159460384308603728?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/9159460384308603728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/9159460384308603728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/9159460384308603728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-down.html' title='one down...'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/S9Vl7JL50nI/AAAAAAAAA5g/cv4eqPuc1eQ/s72-c/CIMG0200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-2713310169477619138</id><published>2010-03-16T00:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:13:51.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>un-hiatus mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really spoke to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After sanctification, it is difficult to state what your purpose in life is, because God has moved you into His purpose through the Holy Spirit. He is using you now for His purposes throughout the world as He used His Son for the purpose of our salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If you seek great things for yourself, thinking, "God has called me for this and for that," you barricade God from using you. As long as you maintain your own personal interests and ambitions, you cannot be completely aligned or identified with God’s interests. This can only be accomplished by giving up all of your personal plans once and for all, and by allowing God to take you directly into His purpose for the world. Your understanding of your ways must also be surrendered, because they are now the ways of the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must learn that the purpose of my life belongs to God, not me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;God is using me from His great personal perspective, and all He asks of me is that I trust Him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I should never say, "Lord, this causes me such heartache." To talk that way makes me a stumbling block. When I stop telling God what I want, He can freely work His will in me without any hindrance. He can crush me, exalt me, or do anything else He chooses. He simply asks me to have absolute faith in Him and His goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;********************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-2713310169477619138?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/2713310169477619138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/03/un-hiatus-mode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/2713310169477619138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/2713310169477619138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2010/03/un-hiatus-mode.html' title='un-hiatus mode'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-3979066747966809104</id><published>2009-12-08T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:48:20.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 'aduh-it-hit-me' of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Doubt holds you landlocked in paralysis unable to move either way. The time you spent doubting is the time you are not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;So, rid yourself of the doubt, take that step one way or another, your heart knows what is best, but take it right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-3979066747966809104?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/3979066747966809104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/12/aduh-it-hit-me-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/3979066747966809104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/3979066747966809104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/12/aduh-it-hit-me-of-day.html' title='the &apos;aduh-it-hit-me&apos; of the day'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-1432271772175742567</id><published>2009-10-31T01:17:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:33:07.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'I laid down my life so that you may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LIVE&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-AMP-28891"  style=" line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And He died for all, so that all those who live might live no longer to and for themselves, but to and for Him Who died and was raised again for their sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;II Corinthians 5:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Amplified Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-1432271772175742567?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/1432271772175742567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-laid-down-my-life-so-that-you-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1432271772175742567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1432271772175742567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-laid-down-my-life-so-that-you-may.html' title='in a nutshell'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-8849335380229041691</id><published>2009-06-30T16:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:37:07.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;brace yourself..this is kind of a long one :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me introduce to you a man call Will Campbell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Will_Campbell"&gt;Will Campbell&lt;/a&gt; was born on a farm in Mississippi (southern USA) &amp;amp; although he was born in those rural areas; he never quite fit in. He was a bookworm, and he worked really hard in his studies. He eventually made his way to Yale Divinity School and after graduation, he returned south to take on the role of the director of religious life at the University of Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;This was in the early 1960s, where most 'proper' Mississipians were againts integration (at that time, the black americans were regarded as nothing more than second class citizens and the intergration movement was a civil rights crusade where they demanded equal rights for them. So you have heroes like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/African-American_Civil_Rights_Movement_%281955%E2%80%931968%29"&gt;Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, Rosa Parks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &amp;amp; etc coming out from that generation). When the school found out about Will Campbell's liberal view on integration (he was a integration supporter that is), he was asked to resign from his post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he did &amp;amp; he soon found himself in the thick of the battle. He was leading voters registration drivers and also a big group of young idealistics northerners that have migrated to the south to help in the movement. One of them was a young man, who was a student of the Harvard Divinity School named Jonathan Daniels. After the big march in &lt;a href="http://www.africanaonline.com/selma.htm"&gt;Selma&lt;/a&gt;, a lot of them went back to the North but Jonathan Daniels stayed on and Will eventually befriended him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The funny thing was in those days, most of the opposition to the intergration movement came from 'good Christians' who refused to let people of other races into their churches &amp;amp; who hates it when anyone tries to change the laws back then that favors the white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as a Christian himself; Will Campbell was going through a major testing on his beliefs not only from the non-Christian circles but mostly from the Christian circles; &amp;amp; ironically, most of his supporters came from the non-Christian circles who were concerned about civil rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;P.D. East, a renegade newspaper editor whose personal view of Christians were not favorable at all. In fact, he viewed them as the enemy &amp;amp; as a intergration supporter himself; he cannot understand Will's stubborn commitment to his faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one day; as they were either going to someplace or coming from someplace. P.D. East asked Will Campbell 'Let me have it. In TEN words; what is the Christian message?' and Will Campbell answered with much conviction ' WE ARE ALL BASTARDS BUT GOD LOVES US ANYWAYS.' 2 words short but that was his answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Unknown to Will, that statement actually stung P.D. East; because he was a illigitimate child and was called a bastard all his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, one day during the darkest period of Will Campbell's life, that statement was put to the greatest test. Jonathan Daniels, was arrested for picketing at a white store. When he was released from jail, he was making his way to a grocery store to make a call when a deputy sheriff by the name of Thomas Coleman appeared with a shotgun and emptied it in the twenty-six year old Jonathan Daniels' stomach. Jonathan died a bloody death in front of a grocery store. The shooting also critically injured a black teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Will Campbell after receiving that news called the Department of Justice, the American Civil Liberties Union &amp;amp; to a lawyer friend; calling the death of his young friend as a total break down in civil rights, a violation of federal &amp;amp; state law and he, in rage used words like rednecks, backwoods, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ku_Klux_Klan"&gt;Kluxer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; and many others to decribe people like Thomas Coleman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, that very same night; in that grief - P.D. East who was with him throughout the ordeal turn to Will Campbell &amp;amp; said 'Come on, brother. Let's talk about your definition.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Even in that grief; he kept asking Will! Then finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was Jonathan a bastard?" P.D. asked first. Will replied that Jonathan was one of the most gentle guys he has ever known but it is true that everyone is a sinner; so in those term he reluctantly said "Yes, Jonathan is a bastard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Alright", P.D. asked next "Is Thomas Coleman a bastard?" Will found it much easier to say yes to this question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, P.D. pulled his chair close &amp;amp; placed his bony hands on Will's knees &amp;amp; asked the most hardest &amp;amp; penetrating question of all "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Which one of these two bastards do you think God loves the most?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Suddenly, from the mouth of an agnostic; that question made everything clear to Will Campbell. He cried but yet laughed at the fact that he could sooo missed out on the very truth that he holds dear to. He was griefed on his friend's death but overjoyed too at the revelation of that truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night changed everything for Will. He underwent a kind of earthquake of GRACE. He resigned from his position with the National Council of Churches &amp;amp; bought a farm in Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Today, He is likely to be seen ministring amongst the Klansmens &amp;amp; racists; as much as he is seen helping the racial minorities. His call he says (after that night's revelation); is amongst the 'Thomas Colemans' of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Story modified from '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;What so amazing about grace?'&lt;/span&gt; Visual edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Sknjg7Sz_eI/AAAAAAAAA5A/BlisiR5Z9eQ/s1600-h/49473.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Sknjg7Sz_eI/AAAAAAAAA5A/BlisiR5Z9eQ/s200/49473.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353059786918460898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;which was inspired from the book itself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SknjuIZJ4jI/AAAAAAAAA5I/OfGEKFTMtKk/s1600-h/21327.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SknjuIZJ4jI/AAAAAAAAA5I/OfGEKFTMtKk/s200/21327.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353060013773021746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright...sinking in yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i must admit this was a hard story. In fact, this was a hard book. but maybe it's not really much on the book but the truth it carries with it. It's a hard truth - plain &amp;amp; simple but not really :) is that messing with your head yet? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly say i don't know if i could even come close to what this man did...but I love God with every strain of my being. During times when it's easier to take the side of the victim ONLY and be ruthless and demanding blood to be from the side of those that wield the 'torment', i pray i may remember grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;during times, when i'm on the hurting part that i may see through a different eye &amp;amp; not dwell or indulge in the wounds that are mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i'm not one to stay down &amp;amp; die. with the little that i have i want to fight for what is mine &amp;amp; what i deem is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;can the quest for justice and truth be fought but not with swords or hurtful words but with grace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;can truth be uphold with grace &amp;amp; not violence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to do what is right but i want to remember grace! i have never deserved God's redemption &amp;amp; forgiveness but He gave it anyways. could i also in that same breath ask that the same way i have received grace, let me give it out the same? eventhough the demands &amp;amp; expectations on our lives is high &amp;amp; pressured - can we still exercise grace? eventhough the talks &amp;amp; words may hurt, i may remember grace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i dont think grace reduce us to useless doormats but grace must be essential in our quest for truth and justice. If not, we will be as ruthless as any conquerers or dictators of history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! that we may remember that we are ALL sinners and that our only hope is His grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-8849335380229041691?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/8849335380229041691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/06/brace-yourself.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8849335380229041691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8849335380229041691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/06/brace-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Sknjg7Sz_eI/AAAAAAAAA5A/BlisiR5Z9eQ/s72-c/49473.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-1282378286948892557</id><published>2009-05-17T23:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:54:23.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;some break down on what has been going on..not really in sequence. kinda forgot which came first &amp;amp; etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick had his graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA5DIOWL_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/DhlsbYOBvfk/s1600-h/grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA5DIOWL_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/DhlsbYOBvfk/s200/grad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336828284344086514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;The clan come in full support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShBBAk0QUGI/AAAAAAAAA44/3h_Ftd1rwaw/s1600-h/nick+grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShBBAk0QUGI/AAAAAAAAA44/3h_Ftd1rwaw/s200/nick+grad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336837036572692578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Amy (aka the best friend) also graduated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA5C4AUWyI/AAAAAAAAA24/OVV2aDBRQZI/s1600-h/amy+grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA5C4AUWyI/AAAAAAAAA24/OVV2aDBRQZI/s200/amy+grad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336828279990278946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and seeing her again is always a good thing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slotted 2 ministry trips back to back..didn't go for the first one because of work but the team was all gamed for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trip 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA54pVjhYI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Ve2U6WPUClY/s1600-h/sarikei4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA54pVjhYI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Ve2U6WPUClY/s200/sarikei4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336829203765757314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;doing what they love best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA-b7EsX8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/1QQRF3rW0Dc/s1600-h/sarikei2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA-b7EsX8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/1QQRF3rW0Dc/s200/sarikei2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834207868805058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA-bsjc1bI/AAAAAAAAA4o/GiP5LdHYwi0/s1600-h/sarikei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA-bsjc1bI/AAAAAAAAA4o/GiP5LdHYwi0/s200/sarikei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336834203971278258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA54vj4C4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/jKZDe434PjQ/s1600-h/sarikei3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA54vj4C4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/jKZDe434PjQ/s200/sarikei3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336829205436435330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trip 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA54VUuq-I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/KQ9JYQk-nik/s1600-h/brunei+ministry2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA54VUuq-I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/KQ9JYQk-nik/s200/brunei+ministry2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336829198393584610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Had some car problem which left us to roam the compound of a Shell gas station for hours; nearly four hours to be exact. Wasn't all that bad but it just left me a little 'sien' of looking at another gas station for the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA54SxFRSI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/T_xffLL6p9Q/s1600-h/brunei+ministry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA54SxFRSI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/T_xffLL6p9Q/s200/brunei+ministry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336829197707199778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the team again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya! had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; as usual, celebrated it together with my sis's because hers is just a few days after mine. yes! time sure have flown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA7j2eJoWI/AAAAAAAAA3w/826RDd5Mwuo/s1600-h/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA7j2eJoWI/AAAAAAAAA3w/826RDd5Mwuo/s200/bday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336831045537472866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the females Lims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA7j14Pl9I/AAAAAAAAA34/TyvrI7K2sB8/s1600-h/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA7j14Pl9I/AAAAAAAAA34/TyvrI7K2sB8/s200/bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336831045378480082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;one of my favourite shot so far..courtesy of yet another aspiring photographer i'm very blessed to be surrounded with :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA7kJo7loI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Vt8jguS6Bbg/s1600-h/bday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA7kJo7loI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Vt8jguS6Bbg/s200/bday3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336831050682963586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;well..was thinking bout something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was a fun event not to be forgotten here too-the miri jazz festival. fun not entirely because of the event but more of the company.i had michelle, serena, and joy with me and that accounts to a great 'family' bonding time :) we dance til we could dance no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA9FWhMfSI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/D1wL3y3LNM4/s1600-h/jazzfest2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA9FWhMfSI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/D1wL3y3LNM4/s200/jazzfest2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336832720587488546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;kinda like the blue lights here and Oja was a great dance-mate :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA9FH-A1DI/AAAAAAAAA4I/5SPVAR269JE/s1600-h/jazzfest4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA9FH-A1DI/AAAAAAAAA4I/5SPVAR269JE/s200/jazzfest4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336832716681827378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;alien was back :) which is always a great joy (insert irony here :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA902WfXBI/AAAAAAAAA4g/aadUoHKxZQc/s1600-h/jazzfest3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA902WfXBI/AAAAAAAAA4g/aadUoHKxZQc/s200/jazzfest3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336833536586374162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;can you say b.l.i.s.s.? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;photos are courtesies of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=855155496&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;michelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ericltkong.wordpress.com/"&gt;eric&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're getting soooo good! really :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless, all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-1282378286948892557?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/1282378286948892557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/05/updates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1282378286948892557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1282378286948892557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/05/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/ShA5DIOWL_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/DhlsbYOBvfk/s72-c/grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-5382933351119324623</id><published>2009-04-26T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:25:12.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it hit hard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;A friend of mine just went through one of the toughest weekend of her life. It was Easter weekend and she got nothing but bad news from 3 different perspective..so imagine, we're reminded of Christ death &amp;amp; celebrated His victorious resurrection on that particular week &amp;amp; here she was, struggling in that turmoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I got word of what really happened, it was already a few days after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;What i'm writing here are both a deep convictions on my part and full respect of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convictions because I should have sense or seen it &amp;amp; should have taken the time to really ask her what happened but instead I didn't see it &amp;amp; we were so engrossed with the other things that were going around &amp;amp; in our own lives. But one thing i do thank God (so much) was that He provided wiser counsel for her. She had people she could talked to &amp;amp; He didn't leave her hanging, but even in the light of that - i shouldn't have assumed..i shouldn't have been so oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Next, a full respect because she might look burdened &amp;amp; even dismayed and although she didn't tell us anything at the point when things were happening - she held on. She didn't fake her emotions. She sang with sob of tears in her eyes but she sang hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, that's guts! That she worshipped God even though the pressure of the situations were mounting. Yes! she was angry..yes! she was extremely hurt..yes! It was unbearable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It could have even been understandable if she withdrew from everything and just taking a time-out but instead, she didn't withdraw. She had her silent tears and aching look but she didn't withdraw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mess she landed herself in, 2 of it was so unnecessary &amp;amp; truly said - it's not even her fault to begin with, while the other one was unexpected &amp;amp; worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So, i guess what i'm trying to say here is this; that weekend her devotion &amp;amp; worship cost her dearly. It's one thing to worship God in the midst of good &amp;amp; blessings but to still worship Him as a great &amp;amp; good God in the midst of such unnecessary troubles &amp;amp; unresolved mess - it's too mind boggling..it's too oxymoron! and the funny thing was, now that i know what i know - it was a powerful worship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way or another, the trouble is still unresolved today but we talk about it now. I pray she doesn't feel too alone in the struggle and if she reads my blog, i hope she comes out knowing she has both convicted and challenged me greatly! I thank her for not pretending. Her scars &amp;amp; pains are real..and her worship was even more real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I believe with every ounce of  my being that God is still good. Life is terribly unfair &amp;amp; stupid so many times but as real life hits &amp;amp; grabs us; God is even more real. He is not one who doesn't understand. The Bible says we have a High Priest (Jesus) who sympathise with us. He sympathise because He Himself understand what pain, betrayal, unfairness and loneliness are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that makes me love God more! Because how could I worship a God who is aloof or afar off? A mystic of a divine figure, who doesn't understand a shread of human emotions or struggle? I can't because it will be a total waste of time! I won't waste my short &amp;amp; mortal earthly life in trying to gain favor from a figure who doesn't give a 'hoot' about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;But instead, we are told of a story of a great &amp;amp; loving God. Who not only say it but lived it. He came into human history because He is no liar neither cruel. Yes, there is pain &amp;amp; evil in the world because of sin, but just as He too lived in the midst of the sin-ravaged world - He showed us we can too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't undermined the wickedness &amp;amp; pain but He said even that, even the aftermath of sin - can't 'kill' you. I'm not saying we 'switch-off' when we go through such heartbreaking pain and neither do we go foolishly looking for it but we go through none the less; we go through &amp;amp; persevere because even though you don't see any solution at all - that act of holding on to the truth that He will pull you through it, is in itself the lesson learned. That act of holding-on is in itself powerful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Another lesson learned - don't make up your mind about something in a haste. Learn to REALLY see. When the Holy Spirit lives in us, the moment when we tend to come out strong in opinion &amp;amp; we sense a soft hint of doubt..rewind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i thought i'd leave you all with a video by John Piper, who i regard as one of my heroes of faith :) This video spoke volume to me..i hope it does to you too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTc_FoELt8s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PTc_FoELt8s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Really go with God, people! Because He doesn't disappoint. Really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-5382933351119324623?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/5382933351119324623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/04/friend-of-mine-just-went-through-one-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5382933351119324623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5382933351119324623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/04/friend-of-mine-just-went-through-one-of.html' title='and it hit hard...'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-5269712325149035005</id><published>2009-03-29T21:19:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:12:48.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and you think you could shock him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;pondering..so, these - my pondering thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;could we honestly say God can be shock with the state of our hearts and the mess our lives have gotten into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;why am i asking? because recent events have made me remembered how i felt when i was going through a major turning point in my faith with God. The turning point couldn't have come at a more crazy period of my life. I was at a point where i was experimenting with everything i've always wanted to do and life everyday was a bliss, i made up my own mind, answered to no one, wanted to see exactly what i could get away with, i was the captain of my destiny, i had a plan for my life, and i had people in my life then that would never leave me lonely..and God was just a remote, sweet, lingering memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ut yet..there was a fundamental truth, which i kinda forgot - He didn't forget me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so after a long period of avoiding God (i still went to church btw and i was still nice :) but yeah..detached, fish out of water and a side-liner more like it); one day, all of a sudden i felt so restless and agitated and so lost...so HOMESICK! and also lonely (?!!?!) that i found myself on my knees on a hot, sweaty saturday afternoon in my room facing an open window and begging for something..anything in fact not to feel that way. i've never felt that depressed and empty..but i had all what i wanted, which rendered me clueless to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then, in that state..angry, clueless, lost, frustrated..i felt i had to take my bible. so i dusted the cobwebs of it (exaggerating..yedeh!) and in that cluelessnes..somehow, it opened up to Haggai 1 (even in my early hey days of being an enthusiastic Christian i don't remember ever noticing haggai much yet reading it). so, Haggai was a pleasant surprise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and what really hit me was THIS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haggai 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22846" value="5"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22846" value="5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Now this is what the LORD Almighty says: "Give careful thought to your ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22847" value="6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; You have planted much, but have harvested little. You eat, but never have enough. You drink, but never have your fill. You put on clothes, but are not warm. You earn wages, only to put them in a purse with holes in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22850" value="9"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22850" value="9"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9"you expected much, but see, it turned out to be little. What you brought home, I blew away. Why?" declares the LORD Almighty. "Because of my house, which remains a ruin, while each of you is busy with his own house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;should i describe what comes next? if i was alone in the house that day..the neighbours could have heard a screeching long wail and sobs of buried tears - but i had my pride and family still in the house; so, the tears and cries were reasonable quieter but honestly real none the less..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so..anyhoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;that sweaty afternoon..i felt God speaking to me so loud and clear. through that pile of mess i was buried in - i still heard Him! it broke me to a point i didn't know how i was going to be after that. i didn't even know if i could get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but got up i did..i knew it was still a big mess..but something inside of me changed that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the week to come was one of the most difficult for me. i couldn't tell anyone wat exactly was going on in the inside and now that i think about it..i should have let some ppl in on it. if i were to seek for some Godly counsel - i think it wasn't too difficult of a task for God to provide..but i didn't know then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so, i tried to stay to myself a bit..trying to gather my thoughts so to say..eemmm..but can i honestly say, that i still fail. guess i kinda had a reputation or status quo to keep or should i say a lifestyle to entertain - so i thought! (if i could go back in time, i would have slapped myself silly for even thinking that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;there were major tug-of-war sessions going on..at a point i even got angry with God for starting the whole 'conscience' or 'stirring-in-the-heart' thing but then i realise i was beginning to see and feel and understand things..although it was very painful - i never felt so alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;there were shame, doubt, second thoughts, the 'what-ifs' and 'how-about-this?' but there was also that hunger and thirst and the *arghh!* groaning inside to want to just be ok with God. i desperately missed Him and longed so much to be accepted again..to not feel so crappy inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i knew i was a hypocrite..and messed up. it felt as if i was that salt that has lost its saltiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and through it all..what held me was this - i KNOW i heard Him! i know He called me and deep down i knew He understands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so one thing led to another..for my case, i had to cut off a lot of things because all of a sudden i lost all appetite to what used to thrill me. in fact i felt revolted and restless..and all the backlashes i got because of that - well, let just say it wasn't a pretty picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but those moments when i felt as if i couldn't hold my ground; things happen where somehow i thought i would crumple - but i didn't. i found myself still standing and more determined to pursue this! to pursue Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then came one decision that now that i looked at it - i knew it was God at work. i came back to Miri or should i say - i HAD to come back to Miri. i was angry with the decision and i showed it and i went into a relapse..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then, God intervined in a remarkable way. along came a camp - an EYM camp! Pr John was still a stranger then; i didn't know him, didn't want to know him and didn't trust him (hehe..i don't think he reads my blog but ah well - true story) and i don't know what possesed him to one day ask me to lead a song. ME?!!! i haven't sang anything remotely 'churchy' for a long period of time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but i sang..i kinda forgot what i sang but that day felt as if every ounce of my hope was resting on the words of that song because i remembered some lines in it that talked about the desperate cry of wanting to be in His presence and that i could only offer what i can bring...something like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, that incident somehow ignited that restless pursuit again and i went on. with whatever that was left of me i went on. i didn't know much but i needed to make it right with Him, i was determined to know Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to end it all, with this experience in mind. One of my greatest fear back then was that i felt God was appalled at my life. i was determined, but relapsed and determined again. one way or another, i couldn't really fathom how He would willingly give anyone a second chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then i learned something. the human heart and its nature - what made me think God wouldn't understand them? if Christ died on that cross for my sins, for all of mankind most unspeakable, detestable and gruesome of sins - wouldn't it be logic that He understand the degree of the corruptness of sin? He must have seen it all! He must know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i thought He couldn't take it but He bore it all on that cross. Not only could he take it - He conquered it! He didn't stay dead! He understands the human nature more than anything or anyone in existence. He must! because what trust do anyone of us have on a naive Saviour? He wasn't oblivious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;do we trust enough that He is sovereign? His grace is there so is His strength. I believe in God's law, we don't take His grace for granted but i also know He understands i'm human. When i think i can't, i bring it all out to the surface, and He has never fail me. He might answer very differently from what i expected but He never failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so, i think He's not done with me yet and i don't think i'm done with what i'm suppose to be doing :) so, i'm walking on; i'm pursuing on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hold steady, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Go with God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-5269712325149035005?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/5269712325149035005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-you-think-you-could-shock-him.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5269712325149035005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5269712325149035005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-you-think-you-could-shock-him.html' title='and you think you could shock him?'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-6904704227648219683</id><published>2009-03-18T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:08:48.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sarikei '09 was a blast (so i heard) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;gearing up for the next ministry trip. will be away for the weekend :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our pending project. song writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;why? because, why not? it's worth a try and at times don't you feel you somehow just want to express your worship, awe, gratefulness, hope, and even struggles or lessons learned in your walk with God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to just put it out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;so, here's our maiden project of 'putting-it-out-there'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is call '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;free in You&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g-U440vMdXc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g-U440vMdXc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Go with God, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-6904704227648219683?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/6904704227648219683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/03/project.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6904704227648219683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6904704227648219683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/03/project.html' title='project'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-6148990520850098093</id><published>2009-02-17T01:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:05:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;goodbye &amp;amp; the best of everything for now to the latest of the retards that just left us for aussie-land, esther.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;the food was good, the company greater and that made up for a one heck of an evening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;and some of the avid photographers kept snapping away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmuSHgCrI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ElYV_XI30G8/s1600-h/modified1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmuSHgCrI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ElYV_XI30G8/s200/modified1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303453350272961202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;the lady of the night - esther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmuP-im1I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/uXXG6LFGrt8/s1600-h/modified2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmuP-im1I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/uXXG6LFGrt8/s200/modified2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303453349698509650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;esther &amp;amp; jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmn-Tf_FxI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/mmyIUY0T_zc/s1600-h/modified6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmn-Tf_FxI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/mmyIUY0T_zc/s200/modified6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303454725033629458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;esther, jo &amp;amp; i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmvquCCsI/AAAAAAAAA14/xFL_GPa4Tl4/s1600-h/modified8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmvquCCsI/AAAAAAAAA14/xFL_GPa4Tl4/s200/modified8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303453374056893122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the leader of the pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmqk_vZXyI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/_LFaNUOMUlk/s1600-h/modified9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmqk_vZXyI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/_LFaNUOMUlk/s200/modified9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303457588767711010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;the eagle's wings presenting session ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmvCbdVmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0ujCtx1eqic/s1600-h/modified+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmvCbdVmI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0ujCtx1eqic/s200/modified+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303453363241571938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the girl &amp;amp; her guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmnliBNqQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/gGpIlO6TpzM/s1600-h/modified5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmnliBNqQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/gGpIlO6TpzM/s200/modified5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303454299434363138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pine + apple..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmnlqsi1rI/AAAAAAAAA2A/9WNKkWyXBhI/s1600-h/modified4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmnlqsi1rI/AAAAAAAAA2A/9WNKkWyXBhI/s200/modified4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303454301763589810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gavin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;photos courtesy of &lt;a href="http://nicklimjg.wordpress.com/"&gt;Nick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-6148990520850098093?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/6148990520850098093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6148990520850098093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6148990520850098093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-now.html' title='for now..'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SZmmuSHgCrI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ElYV_XI30G8/s72-c/modified1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-7169283828864042140</id><published>2009-01-31T02:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:19:31.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;DO YOU SEE YOUR CALLING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Separated unto the Gospel." Romans 1:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Our calling is not primarily to be holy men and women, but to be proclaimers of the Gospel of God. The one thing that is all important is that the Gospel of God should be realized as the abiding Reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Reality is not human goodness, nor holiness, nor heaven, nor hell; but Redemption; and the need to perceive this is the most vital need of the Christian worker to-day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;As workers we have to get used to the revelation that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Redemption is the only Reality&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Personal holiness is an effect, not a cause, and if we place our faith in human goodness, in the effect of Redemption, we shall go under when the test comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Paul did not say he separated himself, but - "when it pleased God who separated me. . ." Paul had not a hypersensitive interest in his own character. As long as our eyes are upon our own personal whiteness we shall never get near the reality of Redemption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Workers break down because their desire is for their own whiteness, and not for God. "Don't ask me to come into contact with the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rugged reality of Redemption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;on behalf of the filth of human life as it is; what I want is anything God can do for me to make me more desirable in my own eyes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;To talk in that way is a sign that the reality of the Gospel of God has not begun to touch me; there is no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;reckless abandon to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;God cannot deliver me while my interest is merely in my own character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;. Paul is unconscious of himself, he is recklessly abandoned, separated by God for one purpose - to proclaim the Gospel of God (cf. Rom. 9:3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My utmost for His highest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(31st Jan reading&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;It has never been about us, our preoccupation with ourselves. Neither our image or how we preceived ourselves standing before God. It's all about Him. What He alone has done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So, if the finished work of the cross is enough then whatever i've busied myself with, i cannot not worship Him. I worship Him because of the revelation of who He is and my character flows through that relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;can you not see that simplicity? when i know Him, i do not need to defend myself nor my characters neither my dreams nor convictions because if i know its how its suppose to be and i do it, the cost eventhough its a piercing pain would somehow passed. it does not haunt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;when i know Him, my attitude and care for others is not something i forced out of me but something He made alive in me. that i somehow adopted my Father's love. i take on to care about what He cares about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;the freedom to do what's on my Father's heart..that reckless abandonment, its not making us into a wimp unable to face the grit of real life but in that paradox, it is when i surrender that i'm truly free. so free that there's an unspeakable strength that arises when met with every kind of situation. i learn to be His even in those vein-squeezing moments and i want to be His for whatever that transpire in this one life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heard somewhere that obedience is simple when we obey..oxymoron somehow but true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;so you feeling yourselves struggling unecessary somehow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;maybe you should stop and truly ask why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;what treasures have we set our hearts on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;we somehow become what we pursue, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So, what are you pursuing, pursuer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go with God, ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-7169283828864042140?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/7169283828864042140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-you-see-your-calling-separated-unto.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/7169283828864042140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/7169283828864042140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/01/do-you-see-your-calling-separated-unto.html' title=''/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-6303354435570783745</id><published>2009-01-30T01:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:01:03.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this so far..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;taking a breather ever more often now. really need it so i'm glad that this one week plus break came at the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, just wondered when did things get this layered? i'm not complaining - far from it but merely pondering. i remembered life being simple and safe but now it's not that simple and man! the adventures and misadventures that you find around every corner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;who would have known the typical adult life of work, play, friends, family, bills, responsibilities and certain expectations could be such a tricky maneuver. in the glory days of the past, people conquered land and empires in their bid to survive and expand; today our survival and expansion lies in life's daily mundane decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;oh! decisions, decisions, decisions! deciding which is right and wrong, deciding between priorities; deciding even what should be a priority; deciding what to hold on and what to let go; deciding either to act or wait; deciding to retaliate in frustration or respond rightly - brushing bruised ego aside; deciding to hold on and persevere when many others have long given up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a child i don't really remembered being scared of anything except the occasional bedtime ghost stories told at camp and my mum's queer fascination with a little known movie called 'the exorcist' (add cynicism here) and yea not to forget - the disciplinarian which were my parents. yes! they were mighty strict but in all the right manner. a child-care practice that i too would one day want to pass on to the next generation of the family. discipline's still discipline, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;anyways, from that to today. it's not about being scared or fearful but you think hard about life and the future and the present and sometimes the occasional past. you think hard about the consequences of your actions. you think hard whether your response parallels your true character. you think hard whether your character betrayed the beliefs you hold dear to your heart and soul. you think hard whether you decided because of pressure and expectations or that it's truly what you decided - and that even if given the same situation you would not decide otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i believe in the person Jesus Christ and that He is man and also God for us all. I believe His death and resurrection is God's ultimate and only plan for our redemption. i believe He will return again as the Bible says He will. I believe He is unique and the one and only truth. He is un-parallel to others. He is God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because He is God,  i believe what  He said in the Bible  that in all things i do not need to worry because He watches over me well. i believe it when He said that whenever i make my request known to Him, He listens. that He knows my heart, my whole being and that nothing is hidden from Him. i believe it when He said He love me and not only did He give me a created beginning and a glorious ending with Him but life on earth is not without His presence and purpose. He saw it fit that i should be born at this time and age for reasons that He knew i must be here.i believe when He said that all things on this-side-of-heaven (pun intentional :P ) does not last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and because of that, my yesterdays, todays and tomorrows are not as unbearable anymore.we all have our struggles and pain. no one's exempted. this is the tragedy of the fallen humanity, none can escape. but we have One who sympathise with us. who understands because He once walked through it too. a God who is not afar off but who is close and understands. who does not sneers and condemns when we fall but eagerly awaits our return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i will be 28 this year (you can stop giggling now...) my range of influence and relationships includes family, colleagues, friends, great friends, flocks, students, acquaintances... i wonder if i've done enough sometimes. have i said enough, did i pray enough? do i care enough? or was i too busy 'finding myself'..eemmm...guess what. i think i found myself already. flawed and not at all put together as i thought (a self confessed former idealist) i have come to the end of my own self justification many times now. i'm a failure at trying to keep my promises and principles. try as i might i have constantly fail. i'm a failure at trying to be a good christian all the time and basically i'm tired of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but don't you see. that's just it. i cannot with all my good intention and strength be right. i cannot be good and many times my failures is in front of me that talking to people about Christ seem so hyprocritical but again that's just it. i can't but He can. for me, when i stopped trying to be the one with the correct answers all the time; that was when i learned to be real and honest before Him. when i felt like crap, i told Him exactly how i felt and as i learn to be brutally honest with Him, i learn to be brutally honest with myself. and i don't know how it happened; i kinda learned how to listened. and yes! God does speak. through the Bible, people and situations. and when i listened, i'm directed. it's when i'm not listening that my feet seem to loose its footing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;but one thing i do really pray. He knows my desire of going into the mission field but now even sharper is the scrutinizing of my intentions. i thought it was a romantic notion and gave it no thought for a long time until i felt like  i was walking around as if some part of me was missing. it was when i really gave it to Him plain and simple did i found out that it wasn't a mere child's play. i wanted to just tell of what He had done because He had done SOOOOO much! how could anyone go through this normal routine of life in which ever part of the world and be totally oblivious of this magnitude of love, of purpose, of redemption. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i thought i failed Him somehow by not going. as i prayed, doors were somehow shut or ways prematurely cut to enter into a real mission organisation. and i found myself in class teaching and at my desk marking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;funny thing is, i also found myself in that same place crossing lives with all sorts of people. people of whom i would otherwise have never met. relationships were fostered and as our lives opened up to one another, it was natural i will talk about the one Person who is the dearest to me. it was a lot of followed up and a great lesson in patience and trust even in helplessness but it was worth it. i do the sowing..and making it grow is His part and that was a priceless truth i must learned and re-learned.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;so no regrets. my burdens, my pains and my joys are real. my reality today is the world i live in and the one i'm waiting for in the next. although escapism is tempting but i'd rather with His grace face it with hope and grit trust that He will enable me to do what must be done. so, this life is real - so is my God. He is real in all my situations. my dreams, my failures, my strengths, my weaknesses. He is real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the fight's not in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;hey! hey! 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;btw..just for some fill-ins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;1. Exuberant seminar the second in march. wooohoo! to the small not so dusty town of sarikei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; LifeGame in march too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;3. this will be a first - an invite to Brunei churches. Its eym for main services. sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;trip in june! oh! can't wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;5. new songs are coming up! will let u all in when it's done. psyched..psyched..very psyched!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;6. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;a must watch - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.invisiblechildren.com/movie"&gt;invisible children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; the a must do-something-about it '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="https://secure.invisiblechildren.com/donate/"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIOcxB49AI/AAAAAAAAA04/SPan6KNMyjo/s1600-h/200px-Invisible_Children_DVD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIOcxB49AI/AAAAAAAAA04/SPan6KNMyjo/s200/200px-Invisible_Children_DVD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296811999101514754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;7. a must listen -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIQ6CtishI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/5udzTGubUIQ/s1600-h/johnnylang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIQ6CtishI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/5udzTGubUIQ/s200/johnnylang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296814701087470098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Johnny Lang&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;bluegrass gospel, which totally nailed my taste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;palette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;. oh! the lead is sooo good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIQ6FVMBKI/AAAAAAAAA1A/2h5Uz2HlVGw/s1600-h/ntb_theheatcoverpd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIQ6FVMBKI/AAAAAAAAA1A/2h5Uz2HlVGw/s200/ntb_theheatcoverpd2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296814701790626978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Need to breathe&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Not bad if you're really craving for some of those southern comfort ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIQ6MKj_-I/AAAAAAAAA1I/1RBLUuLwBUU/s1600-h/this+is+our+God.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIQ6MKj_-I/AAAAAAAAA1I/1RBLUuLwBUU/s200/this+is+our+God.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296814703625109474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hillsong&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; this is our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;what can i say? they cannot go wrong, well so far &amp;amp; yes i know this came out months ago but it's still good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-6303354435570783745?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/6303354435570783745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-so-far.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6303354435570783745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6303354435570783745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-so-far.html' title='this so far..'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SYIOcxB49AI/AAAAAAAAA04/SPan6KNMyjo/s72-c/200px-Invisible_Children_DVD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-8686328839982778682</id><published>2009-01-04T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:54:54.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;New post and responsiblities were thrust on in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Jan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Had a alarming urge to pack up and go in&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Feb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally, took the first ministry trip together after so long in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &amp;amp; it was surreally timely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;I'm still here?!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; and work and music intermixed (somehow)in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Apr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm still here?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Backstage &amp;amp; thinking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;i could be happy doing this&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Digesting the new direction in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the new direction (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after some divine convincing&lt;/span&gt;) in&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Aug&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;False alarm :) and a better grasp of the new direction in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Sept&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A start of some really interesting conversations in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Had a taste of what dreams may bring in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Nov&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Network! How beautiful you are in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Dec&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;And this ALL happened in a flash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the mundane and routine but staying because of a promise&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And He does keep His words&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Refuse to see the mundane and routine as that literally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What dreams, waiting and stepping out will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And the word to start the new year - simplicity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Happy New Year, all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-8686328839982778682?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/8686328839982778682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/01/next.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8686328839982778682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8686328839982778682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2009/01/next.html' title='Next!'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-8013583320438293817</id><published>2008-11-25T15:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:06:54.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Randy Tie, my ex-flock/ my ministry comrade/ budding worship leader/ fellow eym-ian...this is a respond to your tag :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rule 1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Rule 2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tag by continuing this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;nothing worth defending to death for but i do have my struggles. if you know me well enough &amp;amp; the occasion calls for it, i'll share..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a guy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;within a permitted and non-awkward radius..thank you, very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;enjoy will be an overstatement but i do not dislike it either. At the moment its just the right channel to learn more about people &amp;amp; the world we live in, on planning; doing &amp;amp; getting things right. i have no complains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;with a straight face - EYM centre (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;as some of you know, just came back from a trip. Had a chance to be with an awesome bunch of people from the &lt;a href="http://www.bethany-ministries.org/index.php"&gt;Bethany ministries&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; what they are doing with Bethany Home was like God sending a real-life visual example what we have always wanted to do with the centre. it gripped me right there &amp;amp; then&lt;/span&gt;), i'll channel the rest into existing mission/community/halfway homes programme/organisation, whichever the Lord leads. I'll make sure the family would also be decently looked after..but we do know that acquisition of a billion dollars does NOT happen on the ordinary everyday level so in any case, with or without the billion dollars; this is still something i would wanna do in my lifetime..in a more moderate scale maybe but it's not impossible.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;the man i love &amp;amp; spending my whole earthly life with would be my best friend..isn't friendship about sharing vision, dreams, hopes, struggles &amp;amp; life with..so of course yes. As best friends goes (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Amy can testify to this :p hi, my mission-bound friend!&lt;/span&gt;), we'll definitely have those personality, preference &amp;amp; opinion conflict moments but its these that make us who we are. Makes us wiser &amp;amp; in many ways, less self-centred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i can't give what i don't have..i can't teach what i don't know. So, as i'm confident &amp;amp; secured in being loved; only then can i show you true unconditional love..on which is more blessed; be loved then love as you are loved - it's naturally intertwined that you can't separate them..so, that's my 2 cents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List 5 favourite movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ooohhhhh! don't get me started - The Shawshank Redemption (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my ultimate top&lt;/span&gt;), The Lord of the rings (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my most watched movie&lt;/span&gt;), Jaws, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Pan's Labyrinth, Infernal affairs, The Sign, The kingdom, Blood Diamond, V for Vendetta, Spirited Away, Edward Scissorhands, 28 days later, Snatch, Freedom Writers, The science of sleep, Amelie, The silence of the lambs, Dead poet society, Batman begins, Jarhead, Walk the line, Kill Bill, Braveheart...i sooo love movies :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing..that's the great rule of thumb..you don't 'mess' with other people's 'attachment' :) do to others what you want others to do to you So don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;9. List 5 favourite TV shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Love The Simpsons, Heroes, Jamie Oliver's anything :), my name is Earl, SNL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;10. Do you have any regrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;More wiser &amp;amp; even more passionate in doing &amp;amp; being what i'm suppose to do &amp;amp; be, settled down with a family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;God first and foremost, then the people in my life, family, friends, flocks - people that will constantly challenge &amp;amp; encourage me to stick to the path...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person that tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;growing &amp;amp; learning (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;spiritually &amp;amp; personality-wise&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;married period..the financial condition is not something irrevocable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;15. What is your favourite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;this is easy! GREEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;well...i give my all in my relationship with God and i'm real in all the other relationships that's branching out through that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;17. If you fall in love with two person simultaneously, which one would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;NOT going to happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;18. What are the top 5 countries on your "to-go" list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Greece, Vietnam, Brazil, India, Prague &amp;amp; another one pls - cambodia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;19. Name 3 things you would like to do but would never be able to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;if i can't never do it then it's not what i would like to do...but if it's something i know i should do or can do then it's not never..it's just going to take a longer time &amp;amp; more determination to reach there but i don't believe in NEVER unless its His never :) dead serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;20. 5 people I have tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Rachel Raymond, Amy C - that's about it for now i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-8013583320438293817?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/8013583320438293817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/11/randy-tie-my-ex-flock-my-ministry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8013583320438293817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8013583320438293817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/11/randy-tie-my-ex-flock-my-ministry.html' title=''/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-2953761809374363458</id><published>2008-09-02T20:36:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:11:32.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.      reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SL04gw3LuTI/AAAAAAAAAjk/0sLSENM5iiY/s1600-h/unChristian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SL04gw3LuTI/AAAAAAAAAjk/0sLSENM5iiY/s320/unChristian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241407676852451634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not finished with it yet but wanted to to take the time to quote some profound thoughts and writings found here. Hope it's as profound to you as it is to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;The problem is not fundamentally hypocrisy. We're all hypocrites at some level. The problem is the air of superiority many of us carry around. We stop acknowledging imperfections in our lives. We forget where we came from and all God has done in our lives. I don't see Jesus's teaching a call to fake moral superiority. I'm a sinner following Him. I don't have it all together, and that admission is precisely what tweaks the perception of hypocrisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Jud Wilhite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;pg. 61 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;We're labeled hypocritical because we are. I know i'm a hypocrite, and i'm not sorry for it. I have this thing called sin, which is like a disease -- or at least it gives me a lot of dis-ease &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(hehe..witty!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; -- woven into the fabric of my being. I didn't ask for it; i don't want it. More often that not the sin manifests itself in the form of self-destructive behaviour. So, if i look a little inconsistent on the outside, you can only imagine what's going on in the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I realized how much i was infected and how much it is affecting my attitude, my relationships, my life. So the truth is that i'm fighting. &lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm fighting sin with everything i've got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Some days i fare better than others. Odds are that if you're calling me a hypocrite, then you caught me on my worst days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry, i'm sorry that i let you down and disappointed you.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;But the truth is that i'm not giving up or letting go. I've encountered a God who promises that the battle ends in victory -- life instead of death&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;. So, call me crazy -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am holding on to that promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I'm also trying to uphold the standards God has set. They're pretty high, and some days i just find myself laying on the ground, staring at the ceiling. But then i feel an urge, an energy, to get up and fight once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Margaret Feinberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;pg. 64-65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Simply put, we must stop presenting ourselves as the message and begin presenting Jesus as the message. There will be dissapointment as long as there are imperfect people. Since all Christians are imperfect, there will always be dissapointment. So, we must stop having the message of Christ tied to our butchered efforts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Jim White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;pg. 66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this, I felt as if the writers were penning down my very own thoughts and cries. The beautiful coincidence was last Sunday's sermon was driving in the point of God's faithfulness in keeping His words &amp;amp; promises - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this truth&lt;/span&gt; is what keeps us going. That which makes us stand up to fight with everything we've got on something we know God has promised. Even sitting on the pew that Sunday, it drove so deep that I could feel my heart in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leo_Tolstoy"&gt;Leo Tolstoy&lt;/a&gt; the great 19th century novelist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Attack me, I do this myself, but attack me rather than the path I follow and which I point out to anyone who asks of me where I think it lies. If I know the way home and am walking along it drunkenly, is it any less the right way because I'm staggering from side to side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;In a personal letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.        gearing up for a cook-out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SL1J7cEnLeI/AAAAAAAAAj8/sBjzD_9vYbs/s1600-h/chef1ye4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SL1J7cEnLeI/AAAAAAAAAj8/sBjzD_9vYbs/s320/chef1ye4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241426826825772514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know &lt;a href="http://quarantinedmonkey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt; blogged about it but since we're both in the same boat although she's cooking and I'm judging (muahaha!); that's what we're busy preparing for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested? You know who to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least....one more quote;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Just because we believe in the power of the Holy Spirit &lt;u&gt;does not mean we check out our brains at the church door&lt;/u&gt;. We are commanded to test the spirits. Jesus wants us to love Him with our hearts and our minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;J Lee Grady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Editor of the Christian Magazine - Charisma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-2953761809374363458?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/2953761809374363458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/09/currently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/2953761809374363458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/2953761809374363458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/09/currently.html' title='Currently...'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SL04gw3LuTI/AAAAAAAAAjk/0sLSENM5iiY/s72-c/unChristian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-5872127032018230991</id><published>2008-08-28T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:22:58.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stumbled upon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;some word play art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Wordle: getting there" href="http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/146779/getting_there"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; BORDER-TOP: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; BORDER-LEFT: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ddd 1px solid" src="http://wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/146779/getting_there" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at&lt;em&gt; &lt;a href="http://wordle.net/"&gt;wordle.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-5872127032018230991?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/5872127032018230991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/08/stumbled-upon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5872127032018230991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5872127032018230991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/08/stumbled-upon.html' title='stumbled upon'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-7365585264695742916</id><published>2008-08-27T03:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T03:47:39.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to hold and to have....the books i mean..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. The book is entitled &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Transmission-About-Words-Jesus/dp/084990367X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1219256994&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost in Transmission? What We Can Know About the Words of Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Misquoting-Jesus-Story-Behind-Changed/dp/0060859512/ref=pd_cp_b_3?pf_rd_p=413864201&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-41&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=084990367X&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1NQ27C1ZX6BYF837V7ZD" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by Nicholas Perrin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238909957282160866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SLRY2WYPYOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/AGG3oX56sIY/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;If following Jesus means anything, it means living a life of integrity and therefore also a life that steadily refuses to participate in the obstruction of truth. But people can be tempted to suppress the truth when they feel something precious will be lost if the truth comes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;That is why, in the trafficking of ideas, we must be wary of the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;faux pearl&lt;/span&gt; of great price, the sense of stability that accompanies the delusive conviction that we have thoroughly and decisively made sense of the world&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;When people succumb to that temptation of ignoring challenges to their faith, they are in the end demonstrating that they are more committed to the feeling of having a lock on the truth than to the truth itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;When Christians succumb to the same temptation, there is the added temptation of justifying their &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;intellectual disengagement&lt;/span&gt; by appealing to faith or the Holy Spirit or something like that. Not only does this rationale shut down a discussion that is probably worth having&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;; it also usually has more to do with intellectual laziness or megalomania than anything remotely biblical or divine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;No one should be readier than the Christian to explore the truth…'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The next book is ' &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/I-Want-Believe-Finding-Faiths/dp/0830744525/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1219778997&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;I want to believe: Finding Your Way in an Age of Many Faiths&lt;/a&gt; ' by Mel Lawrenz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238910418817057282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SLRZRNuvAgI/AAAAAAAAAjM/DRh9trel3UY/s200/Book%2BI%2BWant%2Bto%2BBelieve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;books that are great to have. me want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-7365585264695742916?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/7365585264695742916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-hold-and-to-havethe-books-i-mean.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/7365585264695742916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/7365585264695742916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-hold-and-to-havethe-books-i-mean.html' title='to hold and to have....the books i mean..'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SLRY2WYPYOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/AGG3oX56sIY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-1981169400794222906</id><published>2008-08-26T19:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:28:19.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So much have transpired these few months that penning it down here seemed taxing. Just in case you're not in the know of this, i'm a journal person. So, i already have my tangible outlet right here in the real world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thought came in though, that just as much as i love reading what's going on in your life dear friends &amp;amp; to also learn the same lessons you are learning, i wanna have faith that we have brought the art of 'sharing' into a whole new level here :) so, it is in this manner, that i'm blogging this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For those closest to me, you would have known this - cos i talked about it oh! so constantly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year (yes ,2009) would have been what i deemed a pivotal year for me as it was the year that i wanted to relinquished my 'secular' duties to pursue a life in the mission field. It is not something that i just thought about overnight but something that i have digested &amp;amp; burnt inside of me as long as i could remember. So much so, it was the only thing i thought i wanted to do fresh out of high school. But life kinda took a different path..i fell in love with a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/F-117_Nighthawk"&gt;Nighthawk.&lt;/a&gt;That love eventually led me to Mech. Eng. I blame this on a F5 Physics Project :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;To cut the story short, it led me to where i am now. To what i have been doing for the past 5 years *gasp!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i have no complain. I struggle as much as the next person, doing the best with what comes in my way. Living &amp;amp; breathing in it, juggling the never-ending responsibilities &amp;amp; yet the desire continues to burn. It reached unbearable somewhere early this year that i was adamant in preparing to go by next year. And because it is that important to me, i waited for an answer. I wanted to be sure that the time was right &amp;amp; it was clear cut that it's what i should be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The answer came. Not what i would have expected. After a gutsy declaration that i would lay it all to go, the answer was again - wait. After nearly 10 years, it was still a wait!??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;All of a sudden, my own gutsy philosophy &amp;amp; stubborn inclination had to be sieved. Was this desire a mere romantic notion (you know, boldly declaring God's truth against the background of a aliened culture &amp;amp; etc.)? Was this me trying to escape into a more 'adventurous' life? Was this desire rooted in an 'escapist' mode&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most uncanny thing was, i found myself at peace with the answer that i would have otherwise debate furiously againts. Somehow knowing that i needed more convincing, the confirmation also came from an innocent text message from Joy right after i had a dream of me leaving for somewhere but stopped &amp;amp; turned around &amp;amp; stayed. STAYED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So, i'm staying because of a promise, that God knows my deepest of desire. Where i am is secondary. My most primal desire now is this one life is for His perusal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today i find myself in many roles. Surrounded by the familliar &amp;amp; at times routine, but i also see doors; opportunities. My life has crossed paths with people that have pushed me to the limit, situations have stretched &amp;amp; still is stretching me, i've treaded on so many unfamiliar grounds, walked in areas that i knew i would have fallen flat on the ground &amp;amp; never could have gotten up(if not for Him), i've bored the shame of my mistakes &amp;amp; i have had my pre-cultured 'Christian' mind exploded &amp;amp; challenged. So i guess the familiar &amp;amp; routine is not that familiar &amp;amp; routine after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;In all the phases of my life, growing up sheltered in a nice Christian environment; it is only now - that desire to make Him known is the greatest. This phase, where i'm literally amidst the world culture. Amidst so many people with different backgrounds &amp;amp; values. Amidst vein trooping stress! Amidst opinions &amp;amp; assumptions on the Christian faith &amp;amp; how we do church...Some that made you ponder, some totally absurd!  And yet, there's a sharp pain inside of you that Christ knows each &amp;amp; everyone of them &amp;amp; you wonder how anyone could go through life without knowing that. Without knowing the greatest act of redemption through the cross &amp;amp; the blood was for them - for all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That this man Jesus was truly indeed God &amp;amp; man for our sake. He died &amp;amp; rose for our sake. He gave grace &amp;amp; mercy to the worst of being - us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I look at my students &amp;amp; the life that is before them..how could they go through life not knowing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I look at my colleagues &amp;amp; them striving to defend the meaning to their lives or searching still..isn't true meaning found only in the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i look at myself...i have nothing to show for. I got no name or credentials. I still act kiddish at times (hehe..) &amp;amp; yes my flaws are still so obvious...but is that excuse enough? Wouldn't it be a contradictory to God's character that i need to be somebody before He could use me? Could He not use what i already have? maybe the bigger question here is, do we trust enough to just go about the Father's business, doing what we can, where we are even though we're flawed creatures living in a messed-up world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i desire to be pleasing to Him...as cliche as it sounds, i kid you not. So, as i go about my duties; be it the church or outside of it, may it be with the same fervour and convictions because He must be God in all of my life's dimensions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the mission field, this is what i have now. We'll see where He'll bring from there. At the moment, He's working through my staying here. In fact, i have had a LOT of lessons learned &amp;amp; drilled in just by staying. Things i wouldn't have learned if i were to throw my hands up &amp;amp; said  'Enough! This heathen world is NOT for me! I'm going to do God's works now.' hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well, its still kinda not for me but it's the world that i am doing God's work now. Its a constant struggle but so is the mission field i dream of. Pain &amp;amp; struggle will always be a part of life...God had to take the world to teach me that..but i'm glad He did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;still learning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-1981169400794222906?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/1981169400794222906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-much-have-transpired-these-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1981169400794222906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1981169400794222906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-much-have-transpired-these-few.html' title=''/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-5437132014395720347</id><published>2008-08-18T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:21:28.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in response</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Miss Roum...i'm coming out of my shell because of your tag ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so here goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who last tag you is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;GRACE SUPANG ROUM :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;friends/flock/brother's significant other :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Your five ten impression of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;a) teachable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;b) very loyal to her loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;c) quietly opinionated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;d) loves God &amp;amp; works to pls Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;e) eager to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;f) gives great beauty product tips  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;g) loves to have a good laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;h) honestly concerned about people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i) thankful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;j) graceful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" src="http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;gave the whole family a good laugh when she mastermind the prank we pulled on Nick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;the one thing i really remember the most, grace are your sharing with the girls in YC..does that count? cos it was a real, honest sharing ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Questions 6-9 will be ignored for sanity reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Literally now...to intro some movies that i think you might enjoy. Considering the fact you just said you wanted to watch more movies 10mins ago..1. Dead poet Society 2. Woman, thou art loose (oh ya..forgot to tell you bout this one just now. i think you will love it - thanks, Michelle. I agree. Its good!) 3. The princess bride 4. Infernal Affairs (this is sooo good la..) aisshh..too many la. will tell you more when i meet you again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;a city girl with a big heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;echoing grace, depends i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;la....don't know how to answer. But i can say that knowing Christ as Lord &amp;amp; my deepest of confidante has been &amp;amp; still is the greatest joy of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate about yourself are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;lazy (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it's easier to finish through things that excite you but very tough when it's something you don't really like to do but have to. I'm not giving excuse but many times i have to literally push myself to do these mundane, draggy, everyday things. It has never been easy, it's still not easy but it just must be done. I hate the feeling of pushing myself through it but i hate it even more if people &amp;amp; situations suffer because of my unwillingness &amp;amp; negligence. So, that's the struggle!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;*with a straight face* someone after God's heart. Am only where i am &amp;amp; doing what i'm doing because it's what i'm suppose to do now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you for being there for me :) all the laughter, the joy, the pain, the struggles we share have made my life what it is &amp;amp; even if i have to start over....i will not choose otherwise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#1. Grace! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[you tag me so i tag you lo :)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#2. Amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#3. Kenaina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#4. Jo Tayun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#5. Ian Salang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#6. Rachel Raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#7. Dorothy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#8. kong lit tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#9. Justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;#10. Randy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;18. Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Pastor Jon Paran :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;MALE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;20. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;HAHA! you would have to ask them that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;22. What is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;electrical engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;23. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;this morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;24. What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;correct me if i'm wrong..United, Hillsong, Planetshakers, he's into the trance music scene too (i would name a few but i don't kno any hehe....) old school rock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;25. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;YUP! 2 brothers &amp;amp; a younger sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;26. Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;kuang...kuang....kuang! that would be againts my nature &amp;amp; i would rather eat boiled pork intestine (which i will NEVER touch as long as i shall live) but i don't mind helping her to woo someone though..hihihi...junior, at your service when the time comes, wokey :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;27. How about no.7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! who came out with these atrocity of a question!! NEXT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;28. Is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;yes! &amp;amp; very much available :) if we had a list of most eligible bachelorette - she might just top the list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;29. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;eeemmm...salang; which you could have easily picked up when you read the list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;30. What’s the hobby of no.4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;any outdoor activity, sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;31. Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;so far so good..they've worked well on every project they were in together &amp;amp; yeah! they're good friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;32. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Curtin Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;33. Talk something casually about no.1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;she loves *the* photographer hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;34. Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;kuang...kuang...kuang! feelings of mutual respect &amp;amp; friendship adalah....NEXT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;35. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;pujut 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;36. What colour does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;hehe...dunno la..what ah, jo? Blue? Green?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;37. Are no.5 and 1 best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;they go along very well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-There’s No 38 and 39 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ohhh…ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;40. Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;yes..CATS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;41. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;hehe..she can be if she want to :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;42. What is no. 10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;studying/working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;#1. Grace! [you tag me so i tag you lo :)]&lt;br /&gt;#2. Amy&lt;br /&gt;#3. Kenaina&lt;br /&gt;#4. Jo Tayun&lt;br /&gt;#5. Ian Salang&lt;br /&gt;#6. Rachel Raymond&lt;br /&gt;#7. Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;#8. kong lit tak&lt;br /&gt;#9. Justin&lt;br /&gt;#10. Randy&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/5943960956492225016-5437132014395720347?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/5437132014395720347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-response.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5437132014395720347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/5437132014395720347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-response.html' title='in response'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-3393897272935970506</id><published>2008-06-30T05:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:45:31.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a time to reminisce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;have been super busy but thought i'll update this now...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;its 430 in the morning..am up doing some work &amp;amp; was looking through some old videos after that &amp;amp; boy! does it bring back lots of memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so..since i have some time before work...thought i'd share it with everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;..a blog tribute to my most unlikely friend/kaimui/flock - Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those of you who knows Joy..knows her exactly as her name implies..literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she does spread the joy! forcefully..pleasantly..annoyingly..sweetly &amp;amp; blurly ALL at the SAME time! (how does she do that? God only knows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am not so sure when she is ever gonna read this blog because i bet she's preoccupied..but here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the impromptu ice-queen competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;all for the sake of TWO barbecued chicken wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-23722337097c7c34" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D23722337097c7c34%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098867%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39748DD4C6E888959382369D1893AE5078857400.5210FAFDD5D6543EB1133FEC175ADBD111FF3EC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D23722337097c7c34%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFB1f-8WbZqUJupUxCfBHiCdLx-Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D23722337097c7c34%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098867%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39748DD4C6E888959382369D1893AE5078857400.5210FAFDD5D6543EB1133FEC175ADBD111FF3EC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D23722337097c7c34%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFB1f-8WbZqUJupUxCfBHiCdLx-Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;the joy-ous hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ this hug must only be done by professional 'Joy-er' only. Viewers discretion advised ;) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bb64057307ce9294" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb64057307ce9294%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098867%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3143D897D6525BF91039CBFED93A2BD484FB37E9.5E885F4E84A81010C41C6144506AFC7C02E0873D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb64057307ce9294%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMOhZVQuT6xAkd-vaTvDES5kp8gc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb64057307ce9294%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098867%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3143D897D6525BF91039CBFED93A2BD484FB37E9.5E885F4E84A81010C41C6144506AFC7C02E0873D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb64057307ce9294%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMOhZVQuT6xAkd-vaTvDES5kp8gc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Lip-synching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(on our way back from a mission conference from Port Dickson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-98b47eab20b7c5a7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D98b47eab20b7c5a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098868%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20AF5859EA09471AAAE3610DBC8166B7DC692656.3E39A00E5F31E03D2A9327D1C20A363265C909C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98b47eab20b7c5a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSdU5DgoTHRHXz4qmT59YoD_C39o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D98b47eab20b7c5a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098868%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20AF5859EA09471AAAE3610DBC8166B7DC692656.3E39A00E5F31E03D2A9327D1C20A363265C909C1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D98b47eab20b7c5a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSdU5DgoTHRHXz4qmT59YoD_C39o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;post video note: that back end ONLY Joy can do that without a hint of embarassment, without a second thought but funny thing - that is exactly what we miss of you, babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, joy! you might be across the South China Sea being at where you are suppose to be..doing what you are suppose to be doing but know for a fact that is exactly why our hearts are at peace because you are doing exactly what you are suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;God has opened this way for you. At the moment you desperately seeked His will..HE granted you your heart's desire (i'm still amaze at how He instilled that desire in you in the first place). I know it's not easy...there be expectations and responsibilities but set it right from the beggining that it is not people that we seek to impress but it's God we seek to please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your best even in the ordinary as if you're doing it for Him. Enjoy the labour of your hands. Know when to say yes and NO..hehe...and above all, walk in faith in what God has told you and what you already know of Him. Make an effort to know Him more each day because we will never get enough of Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember to must always take a time-out alone with God. We must learn to quiet ourselves before Him...I LOVE it when you shared with me how God spoke LIFE into situations or mentalities that you yourselve would have never thought was possible..DON't forget the lessons you have learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;So, after all that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i'd end it with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of our first major projects together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9d26582da73f136b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d26582da73f136b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098868%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBB6530A87AF79E8F3D814B06EE46FF9C5A2359E.4FB7C8EBB46693B3B02DA0540780A86CEA059165%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d26582da73f136b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOPH1_yzrGfZxzC2tNrSb-mNjGWI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d26582da73f136b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098868%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DBB6530A87AF79E8F3D814B06EE46FF9C5A2359E.4FB7C8EBB46693B3B02DA0540780A86CEA059165%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d26582da73f136b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOPH1_yzrGfZxzC2tNrSb-mNjGWI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SGgMX_8xQjI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Ts7briu5Hoo/s1600-h/Joy+and+i_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;been busy thus quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;but just a short round up on what has been going on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EYM outing (mega fun!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was labours' day so EYM opted for a day out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2GIrRQdFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0CFa3eIp_2k/s1600-h/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2GIrRQdFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0CFa3eIp_2k/s200/IMG_0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205464227922342994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;YC Chant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2FprRQdEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/vQLxWJsbhZU/s1600-h/IMG_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2FprRQdEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/vQLxWJsbhZU/s200/IMG_0844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205463695346398274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2ElrRQdCI/AAAAAAAAAes/lu7SR0PkX50/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2ElrRQdCI/AAAAAAAAAes/lu7SR0PkX50/s200/IMG_0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205462527115293730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2EkbRQc_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/d59j9nytd7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2EkbRQc_I/AAAAAAAAAeU/d59j9nytd7Y/s200/IMG_0933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205462505640457202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the station games - pass the message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2Ek7RQdAI/AAAAAAAAAec/s5dwjlaN--A/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2Ek7RQdAI/AAAAAAAAAec/s5dwjlaN--A/s200/IMG_0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205462514230391810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stairs running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2ElbRQdBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0s9LpZsvTLw/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2ElbRQdBI/AAAAAAAAAek/0s9LpZsvTLw/s200/IMG_0921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205462522820326418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cucumber and bitter gourd - RAW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2D5rRQc7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/xF1fS4_qreg/s1600-h/IMG_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2D5rRQc7I/AAAAAAAAAd0/xF1fS4_qreg/s200/IMG_0951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205461771201049522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fill-the-bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2D57RQc8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/_n_lIoT4cJA/s1600-h/IMG_0992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2D57RQc8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/_n_lIoT4cJA/s200/IMG_0992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205461775496016834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taking the right step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2D6LRQc9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/SaWKvXFE_dY/s1600-h/IMG_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2D6LRQc9I/AAAAAAAAAeE/SaWKvXFE_dY/s200/IMG_0941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205461779790984146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pebble walk. 3 rounds per team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2D6LRQc-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/CK_OovLVIEI/s1600-h/IMG_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2D6LRQc-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/CK_OovLVIEI/s200/IMG_0966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205461779790984162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zooming in to the pebble walk...ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2DHrRQc5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/5qE-wtcws6E/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2DHrRQc5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/5qE-wtcws6E/s200/IMG_1072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205460912207590290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yes..it was that intense..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2C9LRQc4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/U1xrFkN7910/s1600-h/IMG_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2C9LRQc4I/AAAAAAAAAdc/U1xrFkN7910/s200/IMG_1084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205460731818963842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the winner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SDw_fbRQc1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/UU1qZacu1fk/s1600-h/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SDw_fbRQc1I/AAAAAAAAAdE/UU1qZacu1fk/s200/IMG_1091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205105078462083922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the newly formed 'Revolutionary' YC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Youth Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been the first time after a long while that we were invited to do a youth service on a Sunday. What does that mean? it's sunday service but with the youth leading the programme &amp;amp; etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2J-bRQdLI/AAAAAAAAAf0/pVptZI_MuNM/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2J-bRQdLI/AAAAAAAAAf0/pVptZI_MuNM/s200/IMG_1115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205468449875195058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;The guitarists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JTLRQdKI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6UwtI0tPLnc/s1600-h/IMG_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JTLRQdKI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6UwtI0tPLnc/s200/IMG_1135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205467706845852834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JS7RQdJI/AAAAAAAAAfk/UUEF-2At8_M/s1600-h/IMG_1146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JS7RQdJI/AAAAAAAAAfk/UUEF-2At8_M/s200/IMG_1146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205467702550885522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Worshipping together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JSbRQdHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/JtvevmfuItE/s1600-h/IMG_1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JSbRQdHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/JtvevmfuItE/s200/IMG_1164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205467693960950898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Kenaina with her song. Ran out of tissues at this point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JSrRQdII/AAAAAAAAAfc/0FNnFLRZtZM/s1600-h/IMG_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JSrRQdII/AAAAAAAAAfc/0FNnFLRZtZM/s200/IMG_1162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205467698255918210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JSLRQdGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Z7Pg2xgo7EE/s1600-h/IMG_1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2JSLRQdGI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Z7Pg2xgo7EE/s200/IMG_1194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205467689665983586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Bidding farewell to Dorothy, who left us for Matrics study the next day. Missing her LOTS already! a major group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hug followed after this, which kinda left her gasping for breath. Sorry, dor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EYM Leaders' Retreat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor John instructions sanked our hearts a little 'NO LAPTOP!' absolutely no distractions and you know what, he was right. The retreat for us was very crucial. It was time to take a step back and out before we moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2POrRQdRI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5wo8D9UEMCQ/s1600-h/IMG_1453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2POrRQdRI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5wo8D9UEMCQ/s200/IMG_1453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474226606208274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Where we stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2PObRQdQI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XSlpIQXSvro/s1600-h/IMG_1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2PObRQdQI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XSlpIQXSvro/s200/IMG_1456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474222311240962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they sure don't make stairs like these anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2PMLRQdOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/juiLSjBAhKE/s1600-h/IMG_1506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2PMLRQdOI/AAAAAAAAAgM/juiLSjBAhKE/s200/IMG_1506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474183656535266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;traditional murals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2PNrRQdPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/EkkmzJl2oWs/s1600-h/IMG_1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2PNrRQdPI/AAAAAAAAAgU/EkkmzJl2oWs/s200/IMG_1475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474209426339058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 'ruai'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2PLrRQdNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tB1RWl2kB9M/s1600-h/IMG_1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2PLrRQdNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tB1RWl2kB9M/s200/IMG_1507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474175066600658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P17RQdSI/AAAAAAAAAgs/2GGFPxzj-KQ/s1600-h/IMG_1537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P17RQdSI/AAAAAAAAAgs/2GGFPxzj-KQ/s200/IMG_1537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474900916073762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doing our own 'time-out'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P2LRQdTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/BvyuP0DczmU/s1600-h/IMG_1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P2LRQdTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/BvyuP0DczmU/s200/IMG_1584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474905211041074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;snacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P2bRQdVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/OfOiT39ExcI/s1600-h/IMG_1593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P2bRQdVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/OfOiT39ExcI/s200/IMG_1593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474909506008402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;choki..glad to know this childhood snack is still around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P2bRQdUI/AAAAAAAAAg8/nB2pxY1iLh4/s1600-h/IMG_1591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P2bRQdUI/AAAAAAAAAg8/nB2pxY1iLh4/s200/IMG_1591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474909506008386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Choki...you could eat it straight out of its tube or squeeze it on a bread (chocolate sandwich anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P2rRQdWI/AAAAAAAAAhM/hZ1Mb59Zo3g/s1600-h/IMG_1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2P2rRQdWI/AAAAAAAAAhM/hZ1Mb59Zo3g/s200/IMG_1594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205474913800975714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jasper leading the prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2QzLRQdXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/qI4w3ZB333w/s1600-h/IMG_1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2QzLRQdXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/qI4w3ZB333w/s200/IMG_1682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205475953183061362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mirians and the ocean goes so intuned like a melody to a song..yedeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2Q07RQdYI/AAAAAAAAAhc/utiXdvfB4vA/s1600-h/IMG_1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2Q07RQdYI/AAAAAAAAAhc/utiXdvfB4vA/s200/IMG_1684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205475983247832450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sempat :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, these are what have happened so far. Thought i'll let the pictures do the talking this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;God bless, ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-4532395326476223747?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/4532395326476223747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/05/rounding-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/4532395326476223747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/4532395326476223747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/05/rounding-up.html' title='rounding up'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SD2GIrRQdFI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0CFa3eIp_2k/s72-c/IMG_0798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-2023966566087540813</id><published>2008-04-24T17:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:19:11.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;they're coming....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SBBaeTAbTkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/G-uDPl29R74/s1600-h/United.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SBBaeTAbTkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/G-uDPl29R74/s320/United.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192749846902820418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SBBaQzAbTjI/AAAAAAAAAcU/N81IHX6NijY/s1600-h/United%2BPromo%2BPhoto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SBBaQzAbTjI/AAAAAAAAAcU/N81IHX6NijY/s320/United%2BPromo%2BPhoto.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192749614974586418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna come too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hillsongunitedkl2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;(click if yes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;!! pSycHeD !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-2023966566087540813?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/2023966566087540813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/04/guess-what.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/2023966566087540813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/2023966566087540813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/04/guess-what.html' title='guess what....'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/SBBaeTAbTkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/G-uDPl29R74/s72-c/United.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-1253288404829651238</id><published>2008-03-23T16:20:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:24:30.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of 'kids' &amp; board..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As i make my way through this chasm of responsiblities...i found out that i am in need of consistently telling myself to remember to do what needs to be done i.e. appointments, bills to pay, projects to finish &amp;amp; etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so, i decided in light of the whole situation to buy a white board to remind myself of the things that must be done..it's situated on the wall where i face it everytime i sit down to do my work in my room. So, i could always look up &amp;amp; remember to remember :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YUNrqw3uI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3yLgrq19j4o/s1600-h/DSC01756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YUNrqw3uI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3yLgrq19j4o/s200/DSC01756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180850646629277410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;the board!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As useful as the board is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Example 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YUorqw3vI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FTFCdCV6DMo/s1600-h/DSC01752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YUorqw3vI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FTFCdCV6DMo/s200/DSC01752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180851110485745394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Work checklist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Somehow...there's still 'space' for some people to inject some irrelevant things that i will never understand why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Recent example&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YV1rqw3wI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZrEmQNlWeFc/s1600-h/DSC01758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YV1rqw3wI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZrEmQNlWeFc/s200/DSC01758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180852433335672578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;No 4 - Joy's request;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Nick's;&lt;br /&gt;6 - Amy's &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;7 - Adeline's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;'Kiddish' i tell you...tsk..tsk..tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YXRbqw3zI/AAAAAAAAAb8/WoiUz_-O9dA/s1600-h/board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YXRbqw3zI/AAAAAAAAAb8/WoiUz_-O9dA/s320/board.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180854009588670258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, kids...repeat after me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;  This is Celine's board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This is where she writes her very important adult duties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The board may NOT be used for any kiddish scribbling whatsoever or whensoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, in upholding the true tradition of board writing..my response..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YZsbqw30I/AAAAAAAAAcE/1V56ZFw4zCA/s1600-h/DSC01759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YZsbqw30I/AAAAAAAAAcE/1V56ZFw4zCA/s200/DSC01759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180856672468393794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kids, grow up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and btw, a final msg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YnErqw31I/AAAAAAAAAcM/IdQXl8JVCr8/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YnErqw31I/AAAAAAAAAcM/IdQXl8JVCr8/s200/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180871382731382610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-1253288404829651238?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/1253288404829651238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/03/of-kids-board.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1253288404829651238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1253288404829651238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/03/of-kids-board.html' title='of &apos;kids&apos; &amp; board..'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R-YUNrqw3uI/AAAAAAAAAbU/3yLgrq19j4o/s72-c/DSC01756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-8390532589514398938</id><published>2008-02-26T23:40:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:45:49.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United's coming out with a &lt;a href="http://www.hillsong.com/music/section.php?xSec=722"&gt;new album&lt;/a&gt; that's been long in the making. The reason it took so long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;There are 30 songs all together in there &amp;amp; the unique thing is that they will be using shots &amp;amp; videos from different concert venues for each song. 30 songs equal to 30 venues..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;On side B of the album..in one of my 'favouritest' reprise aka tag of a song- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Be lifted high'&lt;/span&gt; (that reprise will never cease to capture me), guess which concert venue they chose for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The one we went in '06. KL's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, can't wait :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Q0PezIKgI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-UWDkPcjTCY/s1600-h/iheart-logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Q0PezIKgI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-UWDkPcjTCY/s320/iheart-logo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171315712698362370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Q0GuzIKfI/AAAAAAAAAas/w1CAo4pFiJs/s1600-h/Iheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Q0GuzIKfI/AAAAAAAAAas/w1CAo4pFiJs/s320/Iheart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171315562374506994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that aside, the trip to KL then was a God-thing, you know. Us hanging out together, sharing our live stories...it wasn't one teeny bit of a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a story coming up..so lean back in your seat &amp;amp; hopefully, let this seep in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Btw stories have many sides...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in '06...Amy, who is my voice of reason was listening to the songs on my laptop when she stumbled upon United's "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Till I see You&lt;/span&gt;". She got hooked to it immediately &amp;amp; how she could not even know that song prior to that week still puzzles me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around a week or so before our trip to KL and she was studying for her finals or something like that. The music calmed her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, over and over again for that whole week, she let the song play. I didn't mind one bit cos i love it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i guess once a tune gets you - it REALLY gets you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hummed it in the airport, hummed it on the plane, in the LRT &amp;amp; monorail, walking in the city of KL...to a point, i remembered turning to her on the monorail train &amp;amp; said something like this 'If United by whatever reason will bring that song during the concert, i WILL scream at you!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a sly smile &amp;amp; kept humming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..in my logic. I thought the song will not be brought because they just came out with a new album - "&lt;a href="http://www.hillsong.com/music/section.php?xSec=69"&gt;United we stand&lt;/a&gt;" &amp;amp; thought that most of the songs for the concert will be from there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in for a surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;***********************end of 1st side of the story*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Drawing from a different angle of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So, we were lining up to enter into the concert hall ok...but had one minor set back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;We felt awful because Joy, who was with us wasn't able to get a ticket into the concert. She had to wait in one of the meeting room where a live telecast of the concert would be shown and if there was an opening, only then will she be let inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I think she was on the verge of tears. You see, she was a late addition to the team, so we were not able to get a ticket for her but she was so psyched about the whole thing &amp;amp; said that she won't mind not being inside the concert hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;But after spending time in the workshop with United &amp;amp; just hanging out together with us - it made her want to share the same experience together too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;We turned to her &amp;amp; said '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's ok Joy. We've come this far and let's just pray that you will somehow be able to come in but in the end, though we came to see them in concert - it's not really them we're after. So, how so ever God chooses to answer; it's still the best answer.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;She puppy-dog-eyed said 'Ok.' So, we went up the staircase &amp;amp; she disappeared into the hallway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;***********************end of 2nd side of the story*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, here we are lining up to the concert hall and the staircase was packed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the longer time we took in just talking to Joy, we found ourselves somewhere at the back of a REALLY long line and as we approached the foyer of the concert hall, we realized they were a LOT more people in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached the entrance, the hall was already packed. Front seats were all taken..ah! to the back i guess..leaning against the cold back wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little dissapointed? yes, actually. We kinda came quite far for just this one night of concert. I told God i was dissapointed but we were already there and coming to the concert was something we all prayed about &amp;amp; knew we were there not by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we took a deep breath &amp;amp; reminded ourselves that it's still ok. Life doesn't end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;***********************end of 3rd side of the story*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyhu..although we waited for a really long time to reach the entrance &amp;amp; the staircase was pack &amp;amp; a little stuffy...we found ourselves breaking into an acapella of songs while waiting at the staircase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;How did it started? Well, have you noticed the acoustics of enclosed staircases area?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;We accidently did &amp;amp; we felt in love with it. The next thing we know, above the chatters of people and some frowning faces (haha! they were NOT frowning at us btw. Think KL people may tend to be a little uptight sometimes - just my opinion) we just sang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;So, that kinda put all of us into a mode of just wanting more of Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;**********************end of 4th side of the story*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;HOW IT ALL ENDED....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   On the 4th or 5th song of the night..started out as an unrecognizable intro of a song, Michelle Fragar stepped out &amp;amp; sang 'Til we see You' and yes, i screamed at Amy but the moment i did that, she fell to the floor &amp;amp; just wept! and it's not because their singing her song but because God's presence was just so real &amp;amp; personal that we all just broke down. Mind you, we had that one particular song seeping into us for the past few days...Junior too looked lost in her worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;2.    As we were seated, we were still so much preoccupied with the thoughts of Joy. How much we wanted her here too. Texts were exchange vigorously just to check in on her. Then the concert started, she was still in the room and she finally said it's really is ok now. She can &amp;amp; will still worship where she is. We sighed. Sad but very touched on her new perspective.  AND THEN! after the 1st song..if anyone could scream in a text, Joy could. She finally got in! Just like that..the moment she was willing to let go of her desperate heart desire then..God actually gave her her request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.    As we were walking into the entrace, we could see &amp;amp; hear the MC on stage directing the people where to go &amp;amp; sit. Those in front of us turned to the left &amp;amp; sat at some of the few available seats near the back wall AND just as we were about to turn to that direction, we hear clearly above the noise the MC saying this 'Those group of people that just walk in, i encourage you to come &amp;amp; sit on the floor in front." FRONT!!! We were amazed how God just heard our whispers. And guess what..throughout the whole concert, the boys were at the 2nd row while we were on the 4th. We had full view on what was going on onstage..talked about coming from way back of the line!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;4.    In the midst of the concert, especially during "Till we see You" the whole place just soared into a deep worship. For the few of us that took this trip together - we who are friends, confidants, shoulders-to-cry-on, corporate goofballs, comrades in faith; that moment just went to another level in itself. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Our worship went past the carpeted floor, cushioned seats, air-conditioned hall, amazing sound system and definitely went way past United.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; It went to Him. Him, who alone is the sole reason we live. Him, who NEVER cease to amaze us. Him, who strengthen us to go on to the next step. Him, who gave life in death. Him, who holds all things &amp;amp; all people in His hands. Him, who gave us a destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement was reserve for Him, the Lord of lords!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BTW..thought you all might wanna see this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1CbCYEn4lg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y1CbCYEn4lg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdYV-ykM2Dk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdYV-ykM2Dk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So...lessons learned? Let go and let God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we claimed to love Him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; trust Him. If He gives us our desires - praise Him and if He doesn't - still praise Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He DOES have our utmost best interest in mind! Even better than we know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever He has mould us to be, whatsoever He desire us to be or to do - let's go towards that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mankind don't live that long..70 -90 yrs top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;What are we doing with our lives today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;'Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.' Psalm 90:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be careful who or what we pursue. It might not be what you really want in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Heard this statement this week...'our chief and only purpose is to worship God.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;It is in recognising Him that we recognise ourselves, other people, the world and the dire needs around us..And only by knowing Him can we have the strength, courage &amp;amp; will to do what should be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Go with God people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Not to forget..some snapshots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8RPw-zIKhI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ufT2Rr2jPp0/s1600-h/United.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8RPw-zIKhI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ufT2Rr2jPp0/s200/United.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171345975037930002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8RQfOzIKiI/AAAAAAAAAbE/47eprhK7gcE/s1600-h/IMG_8629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8RQfOzIKiI/AAAAAAAAAbE/47eprhK7gcE/s200/IMG_8629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171346769606879778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8RQ9OzIKjI/AAAAAAAAAbM/orSO8GKYMnY/s1600-h/IMG_8626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8RQ9OzIKjI/AAAAAAAAAbM/orSO8GKYMnY/s200/IMG_8626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171347285002955314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;us 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-8390532589514398938?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/8390532589514398938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-do-heart.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8390532589514398938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/8390532589514398938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-do-heart.html' title='I do heart!'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Q0PezIKgI/AAAAAAAAAa0/-UWDkPcjTCY/s72-c/iheart-logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-531994654889832686</id><published>2008-02-24T23:05:00.047+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:36:43.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the low down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes..chessy title but i'm drawing kinda blank here so that's the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyways, just some updates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. The last day of Chinese New Year which is chap goh mei just happened last thursday, so 2008 CNY is officially over. And as pure bred Malaysian, all throughout the CNY celebration; our duty of 'ngabang-ing' those that had open houses was not forgotten :)  Had a good time visiting friends &amp;amp; families in their homes. The celebration was also a good excuse to brush up on those baking &amp;amp; cooking skills and it was impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GPGezIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/SPkmk6zLFD4/s1600-h/IMG_4911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GPGezIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/SPkmk6zLFD4/s200/IMG_4911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170571188707534818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The selections of 'kuih-muih'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GQfuzIJ_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/EvwcuGKOFQs/s1600-h/IMG_5070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GQfuzIJ_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/EvwcuGKOFQs/s200/IMG_5070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170572722010859506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GSU-zIKAI/AAAAAAAAAW0/LAcoC4wNhUw/s1600-h/IMG_5031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GSU-zIKAI/AAAAAAAAAW0/LAcoC4wNhUw/s200/IMG_5031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170574736350521346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Taking a breather...Enjoying a seaside view from a hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2.    True to the CNY theme, we had a barbecue at Michelle's place. Beautiful yard, beautiful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GVg-zIKKI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n2KyNtH3hgo/s1600-h/IMG_5263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GVg-zIKKI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n2KyNtH3hgo/s200/IMG_5263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170578241043835042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GWpuzIKNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/qbKWWeTYPd0/s1600-h/IMG_5249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GWpuzIKNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/qbKWWeTYPd0/s200/IMG_5249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170579490879318226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GVRuzIKJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Rp43iW-YeJw/s1600-h/IMG_5201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GVRuzIKJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Rp43iW-YeJw/s200/IMG_5201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170577979050829970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Lim clan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GU_uzIKII/AAAAAAAAAX0/s1NWc59BwK8/s1600-h/IMG_5269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GU_uzIKII/AAAAAAAAAX0/s1NWc59BwK8/s200/IMG_5269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170577669813184642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The extended Lim clan..vina &amp;amp; joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GUo-zIKHI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Pkg0mDvoj2g/s1600-h/IMG_5297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GUo-zIKHI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Pkg0mDvoj2g/s200/IMG_5297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170577278971160690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Friends, cards &amp;amp; a sunny day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GV6-zIKLI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BeCxAijLL94/s1600-h/IMG_5311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GV6-zIKLI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BeCxAijLL94/s200/IMG_5311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170578687720433842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GUQ-zIKGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nxGN-iEf6uw/s1600-h/IMG_5307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GUQ-zIKGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nxGN-iEf6uw/s200/IMG_5307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170576866654300258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Around the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GUFuzIKFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eLsjiZXUm6s/s1600-h/IMG_5373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GUFuzIKFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/eLsjiZXUm6s/s200/IMG_5373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170576673380771922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;some of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GTquzIKEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CjUSNICkc80/s1600-h/IMG_5416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GTquzIKEI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CjUSNICkc80/s200/IMG_5416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170576209524303938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Off to the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GThOzIKDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/gzpZdRXhADE/s1600-h/IMG_5430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GThOzIKDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/gzpZdRXhADE/s200/IMG_5430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170576046315546674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not what you think..it's just the camera in a slow shutter speed mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GTNuzIKCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ev9p03s4b5k/s1600-h/IMG_5474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GTNuzIKCI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ev9p03s4b5k/s200/IMG_5474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170575711308097570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Simple piece of equipment but tonnes of fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GS8OzIKBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RLZrEPoyu6M/s1600-h/IMG_5460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GS8OzIKBI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RLZrEPoyu6M/s200/IMG_5460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170575410660386834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Yes..it's as fun as it looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Gk9OzIKeI/AAAAAAAAAak/raqyhtHLC2E/s1600-h/IMG_5304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Gk9OzIKeI/AAAAAAAAAak/raqyhtHLC2E/s200/IMG_5304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170595219049556450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;The hostess delivering her impromptu speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;thanks, michelle! You were a great hostess..so, when's the next one? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. EYM food sale. The whole team came together on last saturday for the first ever EYM food sale. It was at CHC's car park overlooking the city...talk about a view!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GZsezIKPI/AAAAAAAAAYs/pHLdj4QWMa0/s1600-h/IMG_5869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GZsezIKPI/AAAAAAAAAYs/pHLdj4QWMa0/s200/IMG_5869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582836658841842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Dors (obviously it's not Jim Morrison) but Dorothy with her faithful assistant Dorothea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GZMuzIKOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/22HoAome604/s1600-h/IMG_5850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GZMuzIKOI/AAAAAAAAAYk/22HoAome604/s200/IMG_5850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170582291197995234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The drinks stall..the best iced lemon tea ever. If Jasper ever decide to run an all iced lemon tea selling shop, we will hog that place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GbCezIKQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-t66kGcgoyE/s1600-h/IMG_5815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GbCezIKQI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-t66kGcgoyE/s200/IMG_5815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170584314127591682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Question: How many ppl does it take to start a barbecue pit fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GcduzIKUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Ki9E1suQuxg/s1600-h/IMG_5847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GcduzIKUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Ki9E1suQuxg/s200/IMG_5847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170585881790654786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GcJuzIKTI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fe_-FueMulY/s1600-h/IMG_5871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GcJuzIKTI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fe_-FueMulY/s200/IMG_5871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170585538193271090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The truck that sparked a funny conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Person 1: eehh..Nescafe truck. Coffee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Person 2: Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Person 1: This must be Celine's arrangement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Person 2: Huh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person 1: Well, you're the one who's into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Celine: *Grins widely* Kenaina, am i really that predictable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Kenaina: *Rolls eyes slightly* eerrr...YEEESSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note to self: work&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on building an air of mystery&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;*drop down to the floor rolling in laughter at the thought*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Gb3uzIKSI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hW8T4TyyapY/s1600-h/IMG_5876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Gb3uzIKSI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hW8T4TyyapY/s200/IMG_5876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170585228955625762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Rachel..enjoying the chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GbuuzIKRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WRDjSlWaS_Y/s1600-h/IMG_5865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GbuuzIKRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WRDjSlWaS_Y/s200/IMG_5865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170585074336803090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Cell group Sunday. The Church held it's first ever cell group sunday this weekend. What a treat to see everyone hundle up in their cells and coming together to greet everyone &amp;amp; as well as preparing a magnificient spread of lunch. It was also Dorothea's birthday so we went out for a pizza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GhMezIKXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/uCZRxBm0_L4/s1600-h/IMG_5951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GhMezIKXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/uCZRxBm0_L4/s200/IMG_5951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170591082996050290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you are in a CG, you get to be labelled :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GiQezIKcI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9C4iJRT3btM/s1600-h/IMG_5969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GiQezIKcI/AAAAAAAAAaU/9C4iJRT3btM/s200/IMG_5969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170592251227154882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tif &amp;amp; i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Gh6uzIKaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/HJWmA7fZmLo/s1600-h/IMG_5982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Gh6uzIKaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/HJWmA7fZmLo/s200/IMG_5982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170591877565000098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;btw  the new ride, which was provided quite timely. There's a story that involves a laying of hands &amp;amp; a prayer..but that's for next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GhVezIKYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/abIjxFfp-VU/s1600-h/IMG_6009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GhVezIKYI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/abIjxFfp-VU/s200/IMG_6009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170591237614872962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The birthday girl (centre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GgtuzIKWI/AAAAAAAAAZk/dOl33PWIigQ/s1600-h/IMG_6031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GgtuzIKWI/AAAAAAAAAZk/dOl33PWIigQ/s200/IMG_6031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170590554715072866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Gj-OzIKdI/AAAAAAAAAac/-nX1Swtpd5M/s1600-h/IMG_5888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8Gj-OzIKdI/AAAAAAAAAac/-nX1Swtpd5M/s200/IMG_5888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170594136717797842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dor, happy 11th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, that's what has been happening so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now..in the midst of planning &amp;amp; praying for our Sarikei trip which will take place in 2 weeks time..will update on that very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, take care ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-531994654889832686?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/531994654889832686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/02/low-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/531994654889832686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/531994654889832686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/02/low-down.html' title='the low down'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R8GPGezIJ-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/SPkmk6zLFD4/s72-c/IMG_4911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-5655442661026150983</id><published>2008-01-22T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:53:34.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first...</title><content type='html'>my first attempt of tag-response that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how does it go? You get tagged. You response to tag and then you pass along tag to other people..sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;LIST OUT THE TOP 5 PRESENTS YOU WISH FOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. An all-paid trip to anywhere i want :)&lt;br /&gt;2. Extra cash?&lt;br /&gt;3. Vocal-training class&lt;br /&gt;4. A telescope&lt;br /&gt;5. A complete-set of 'The Chronicles of Narnia' collection or any of CS Lewis' books for that matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;LIST OUT THE REASONS FOR YOUR CHOICES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Always loved travelling.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have an opportunity to go to Switchfoot concert but due to the last trip in Dec, am running a little 'thin' OR maybe this is just the grown-up side of me thinking of the long-run.&lt;br /&gt;3. Really want to get 'professionally' coached. Am eager to learn the tricks-of-the-trade. Why hasn't gone for it yet? Time! Me and time don't go very well in that direction yet. But am praying.&lt;br /&gt;4. Had a deep interest in astronomy as a child. Still do, though i've forgotten everything i learned; that's why i will like to re-learnt it again. Interest birthed thanks to Greek mythology. Still a good read.&lt;br /&gt;5. Had the whole Narnia collection as a child. Read it all the time, but don't know what happened - 3 out of the 7 books in the collection went missing over the years (sad!!). I want the exact same collection and not the cheap-looking paperback they have now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5Xpuzz00cI/AAAAAAAAATg/LlEEnSZW-2k/s1600-h/DSC01614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5Xpuzz00cI/AAAAAAAAATg/LlEEnSZW-2k/s200/DSC01614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158285938613604802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;See what i mean? This was an early 80's collection,&lt;br /&gt;where material quality was never compromised&lt;br /&gt;over mass production.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sound and texture of flipping the pages - pleasure of the senses&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;And NOT to forget. The artwork!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Indulge me for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5XytDz00dI/AAAAAAAAATo/PpBjN6Z2NJA/s1600-h/DSC01615_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5XytDz00dI/AAAAAAAAATo/PpBjN6Z2NJA/s200/DSC01615_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158295804153483730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;From the 1st book; 'The magician's Nephew'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5Xy6Dz00eI/AAAAAAAAATw/jCVk8pmZiY4/s1600-h/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5Xy6Dz00eI/AAAAAAAAATw/jCVk8pmZiY4/s200/DSC01623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158296027491783138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The royal still figures in the 1st book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5XzLTz00fI/AAAAAAAAAT4/NVz-giryCNU/s1600-h/DSC01617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5XzLTz00fI/AAAAAAAAAT4/NVz-giryCNU/s200/DSC01617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158296323844526578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the 3rd book 'The horse and his boy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5Xzgjz00gI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UImQMH6R4r8/s1600-h/DSC01619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5Xzgjz00gI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UImQMH6R4r8/s200/DSC01619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158296688916746754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i think this should be familliar to those who watched the movie.&lt;br /&gt;From the 2nd book, the children with Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Beaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5Xz3zz00hI/AAAAAAAAAUI/mh8zTX_fd3I/s1600-h/DSC01622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R5Xz3zz00hI/AAAAAAAAAUI/mh8zTX_fd3I/s200/DSC01622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158297088348705298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do i think about the movie?&lt;br /&gt;It was nice seeing on the big screen; the characters you grew up with come to life but still, it wasn't as grand as I imagined but it was a thoroughly good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..back to the tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WHO TAGGED YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenaina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;5 IMPRESSIONS OF HIM/HER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Musical (very!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Intuitive&lt;br /&gt;3. Loves God&lt;br /&gt;4. Loyal&lt;br /&gt;5. Remarkably stronger than she knows :) (Your calm way of braving through things is remarkable, junior. Maybe it is that learning to wait on God that has made difficulties seem not really so overwhelming anymore. Carry on! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST MEMORABLE THINGS HE/SHE HAS DONE FOR YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being such a good-sport on all the spontaneous and memorable projects we've done. hehe...wouldn't have been the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST LOVED INVENTION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet!! Knowledge at your fingertips, exchange of ideas, meeting new people &amp;amp; bringing them closer, movies, musics, arts, science...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU DESPISE THE MOST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploitation of any kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 PEOPLE YOU WANNA TAG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick, Grace, Jessica, Amy, Michelle, Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-5655442661026150983?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/5655442661026150983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-1466468266240229100</id><published>2008-01-03T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:51:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I fled Him down the nights and down the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I fled Him down the arches of the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I fled Him down the labyrinthine ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of my own mind: And in the midst of tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hid from Him, and under running laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Up vistaed hopes i sped;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Down titanic glooms of chasmed fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;From those strong feet that followed, that followed after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For though i knew His love that followed&lt;br /&gt;Yet i was sore adread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lest having Him i have naught else beside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All that i took from thee i did but take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Not for thy harms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But just that thou might'st seek it in My arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All which thy child's mistake fancies are lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have stored for thee at home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rise, clasp My hand and come.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halts by me that footfall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;is my gloom after all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;shade of His hand, outstretched caressingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ah, fondest, blindest, weakest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am He whom thou seekest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thou dravest love from thee, that dravest Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hound of Heaven&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Francis Thompson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yet each man kills the thing he loves,&lt;br /&gt;By each let this be heard,&lt;br /&gt;Some do it with a bitter look,&lt;br /&gt;Some with a flattering word,&lt;br /&gt;The coward does it with a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;The brave man with a sword!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Some kill their love when they are young,&lt;br /&gt;And some when they are old;&lt;br /&gt;Some strangle with the hands of Lust,&lt;br /&gt;Some with the hands of Gold:&lt;br /&gt;The kindest use a knife, because&lt;br /&gt;The dead so soon grow cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Some love too little, some too long,&lt;br /&gt;Some sell, and others buy;&lt;br /&gt;Some do the deed with many tears,&lt;br /&gt;And some without a sigh:&lt;br /&gt;For each man kills the thing he loves,&lt;br /&gt;Yet each man does not die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And thus we rust Life's iron chain&lt;br /&gt;Degraded and alone:&lt;br /&gt;And some men curse, and some men weep,&lt;br /&gt;And some men make no moan:&lt;br /&gt;But God's eternal Laws are kind&lt;br /&gt;And break the heart of stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And every human heart that breaks,&lt;br /&gt;In prison-cell or yard,&lt;br /&gt;Is as that broken box that gave&lt;br /&gt;Its treasure to the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;And filled the unclean leper's house&lt;br /&gt;With the scent of costliest nard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ah! happy they whose hearts can break&lt;br /&gt;And peace of pardon win!&lt;br /&gt;How else may man make straight his plan&lt;br /&gt;And cleanse his soul from Sin?&lt;br /&gt;How else but through a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;May Lord Christ enter in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The Ballad of reading Gaol&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Wanted to post this for a while now but never really got round to it...some of my favourite poems. Penned by (to me) two of the most disturbingly honest writers.  Francis Thompson led a truly sad life and Oscar Wilde was a genius but a suffering soul. Well, it's still an amazing insights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyways; it's update time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.    Back at work..first week of school. Finding the new role quite interesting. We have new teachers that are joining us, which is a big help.  At first did feel kinda intimidated cos we've got some really experienced teachers coming in &amp;amp; i kinda had to give them directives on how the school works. Part of me still can't believe i'm a young working *dreading this* ADULT..haha! Time have sure flown . But it's not without its perks though. With all that God has done &amp;amp; all the life lessons i've gone through..i won't trade where i am now with anyone else or any other time but the present. None the less, work still must be done. Learning so much on the working life now &amp;amp; yeah! it's fun being an adult...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. EYM is undergoing some changes in the structure &amp;amp; our meeting time &amp;amp; place. Joanna who has turned out to be so dear to us will not be able to commit as EYM committee anymore but she has promised that she'll still be more than happy to help us out in anything that we might need. So, that still fine with us...anyhu, the major change...EYM's moving to ARC from mid feb onwards &amp;amp; service time will be from 5.30-7.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Seems like the new year kicked off with some extra added responsibilities &amp;amp; roles. Some shift of priorities now but at least this i know for sure, i'm taking it up because i want to &amp;amp; i know i should. Besides work's, church now comes with a whole new level of a role . Though am still figuring things out and seeking for directions on the next step in this role, i'm excited on the new challenge. It feels awkward &amp;amp; strange but just the perfect push to be in that place where you know you're helpless but so wanna help, and in the midst of it; you find yourself seeking Him so much that He becomes so close that a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;whisper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is heard. Anyways, the church is His instrument &amp;amp; the only one medium where His standard and His kingdom is revealed to the world. And we are the church . We should be the ones who really understand and know how life really works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The trip down to west m'sia made me remember how much i love travelling. So, by God's grace would like to do that more this year but not really travelling for travelling sake, you know. To elaborate..allow me to tell you this story;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;2 years back, i was on the last flight to KL. And just before going into the departure hall i went for a cup of coffee...noticed this guy who was also sitting there &amp;amp; funny thing is i just totally had this strong feeling i might know him but truth is, he was a total stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i met with an old classmate &amp;amp; we got to talk.We boarded the same flight, so naturally i was engrossed in talking to her. Told myself i wanna sit with her on the plane so we could continue talking (mana tau boleh plan the seed..hehe..) But somehow, she wanted an aisle seat &amp;amp; there were already passenger in the next chair to her. So, i took the the aisle seat across hers which was available &amp;amp; as i sat down, then i realized sitting at the window seat of my row was the guy i saw at the cafe (strange alarms sounded off in my head)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was reading &amp;amp; i was still engross in my talk &amp;amp; that was it..well, only for the next 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, my friend &amp;amp; i stopped talking because  it was the last flight out &amp;amp; many of the passengers were trying to rest. So, i took my book out &amp;amp; read. From the corner of my eyes, i kinda caught a glimspe of what he was reading. It looked like a chinese Bible. So, i thought..cool! But he's a guy. In honesty, if it was a girl sitting there; i would have in all confidence strike up a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to a guy who barely looked like he was in his twenties &amp;amp; a total stranger - i won't (believe in or not..the feeling i felt was close to 'malu'..i don't think i feel it often but i know how it feels..haha!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;but as i sat there reading, i just cannot shake of the feeling that i MUST speak to him to a point it felt as if there was a nudge and a whisper at my side to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;BUT what would i say? Dah la my chinese so terrible, how would we converse? Guy again! How would it look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;- those were my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i sat there battling these questions..i came to a part of the book that i'm reading that had these verses jump out at me ' &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Althought the Lord gives you bread of adversity &amp;amp; water of affliction, your teachers will be hidden no more; with your own eyes you will see them. Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it&lt;/span&gt;". Isa. 30:20-21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS IT! I put down the book..mustered my strengths &amp;amp; steadied my nerves and said 'HI"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, Song (the guy's name) is a 25 yr old Korean.  It was a strange looking conversation..in between me speaking no korean &amp;amp; his broken english we had a lot of hand signals to try to explain things. But none the less, it actually turn out to be quite unforgetable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was on his way to KL after visiting mulu caves &amp;amp; 'rave' about how great it was. I told him the irony of me being a mirian but have never stepped into mulu before. He suggested 'Next time, we go together.' sounds like a plan to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;anyhu..the interesting thing is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a Christian..who became very committed to his faith after the dad who was a pastor past away a few years back. I asked him what  he sees himself doing in the near future and he actually was able to tell me that he wanted to own a travel agency that will look into the needs of missionaries especially when they're travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to have a love for travelling &amp;amp; the mission field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I told him that i too would wanna be involve in the mission field &amp;amp; joked that if i were to travel under his agency that i would get a major discount..he said ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for the next 90minutes of the flight...we kept on talking. Not bad for 2 strangers who don't even speak a common fluent language..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i telling you this? because that same feeling that i KNOW i should talk to him is the very same one i want to have for this next plan of mine. If i had one wish, i would want to travel some of the places i've always wanted to go..but i don't want it to be for leisure sake only. It must mean something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the places, i hear you ask? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The kathmandu treks in Nepal, the streets of India and a place call Ooty, Angkor wat in Cambodia, the floating market of thailand, the amazon river &amp;amp; rainforest, the ruins of old Greece and it's seaside villages and Prague&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness for me is to be where you wanted to be and finding it isn't really what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, because of that, i will wait. And as i wait, He is at work..bringing people &amp;amp; situations into my life and it is beautiful because of who He is. So, this is my dream but it doesn't really matter where as long as He is there..but btw, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HE HAS NEVER FAIL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to our God who hears our prayers &amp;amp; know our dreams &amp;amp; hope..it is well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i leave you with these pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R4X0ADz00aI/AAAAAAAAATQ/nFaoxsu7OXM/s1600-h/Sung+%26+i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R4X0ADz00aI/AAAAAAAAATQ/nFaoxsu7OXM/s200/Sung+%26+i.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153793630455255458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Touch down at the airport with Song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R4X0gjz00bI/AAAAAAAAATY/AotnCNGGdP8/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R4X0gjz00bI/AAAAAAAAATY/AotnCNGGdP8/s200/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153794188801003954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Korean Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blessed new year, everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-1466468266240229100?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/1466468266240229100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/01/perks.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1466468266240229100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/1466468266240229100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2008/01/perks.html' title='perks'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R4X0ADz00aI/AAAAAAAAATQ/nFaoxsu7OXM/s72-c/Sung+%26+i.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-9192615326485616281</id><published>2007-12-12T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T03:22:15.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GirLs OnLy (visual version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am back! So much to tell...but need to refrain for now. My everyday-ness beckons :) But am glad to be back..really! gearing for Christmas &amp;amp; next yr's plans...kinda scary but exciting at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have no fear, won't leave you in the dark..so, here's a visual version on what has happened on our all-girls-trip to the west of our 'usually-sunny-but-dunno-wat-happened-to-the-weather-now' country Malaysia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;First, Port Dickson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AmMw2O1PI/AAAAAAAAASc/KBVwtAyn1YM/s1600-h/DSC07912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AmMw2O1PI/AAAAAAAAASc/KBVwtAyn1YM/s200/DSC07912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143152775169758450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_Avw2O06I/AAAAAAAAAP0/OV85JHIEUl8/s1600-h/DSC07935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_Avw2O06I/AAAAAAAAAP0/OV85JHIEUl8/s200/DSC07935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143041226279146402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AxUQ2O1UI/AAAAAAAAATE/2Tl1EcyS6fc/s1600-h/DSC07978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AxUQ2O1UI/AAAAAAAAATE/2Tl1EcyS6fc/s200/DSC07978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143164998646682946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Banana boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_CDQ2O08I/AAAAAAAAAQE/9ZymEjNkSIE/s1600-h/DSC07997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_CDQ2O08I/AAAAAAAAAQE/9ZymEjNkSIE/s200/DSC07997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143042660798223298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with pr Richard. Mind-blowing sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AnUQ2O1QI/AAAAAAAAASk/aPJ1sH3e5j4/s1600-h/DSC08009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AnUQ2O1QI/AAAAAAAAASk/aPJ1sH3e5j4/s200/DSC08009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143154003530405122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our phones &amp;amp; their owners saying good-bye..for now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_GJg2O1CI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NdYLufIn5aY/s1600-h/DSC01435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_GJg2O1CI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/NdYLufIn5aY/s200/DSC01435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143047166218916898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_CXQ2O09I/AAAAAAAAAQM/2ILwalPRIdo/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_CXQ2O09I/AAAAAAAAAQM/2ILwalPRIdo/s200/IMG_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143043004395606994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Under the arch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AjVQ2O1OI/AAAAAAAAASU/D6wUgdv8ozU/s1600-h/DSC07990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AjVQ2O1OI/AAAAAAAAASU/D6wUgdv8ozU/s200/DSC07990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143149622663763170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;loved the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Then KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_Cjw2O0-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/NOiRzydWzFU/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_Cjw2O0-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/NOiRzydWzFU/s200/IMG_0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143043219143971810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Starbucks mural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_DSQ2O0_I/AAAAAAAAAQc/i8QxAczNz7U/s1600-h/DSC08052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_DSQ2O0_I/AAAAAAAAAQc/i8QxAczNz7U/s200/DSC08052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143044018007888882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas at midvalley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AuHw2O1SI/AAAAAAAAAS0/6fienj9mYk4/s1600-h/DSC08043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AuHw2O1SI/AAAAAAAAAS0/6fienj9mYk4/s200/DSC08043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143161485363434786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dreamy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Alor Setar &amp;amp; Langkawi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_Dzg2O1AI/AAAAAAAAAQk/p74CQffjhSc/s1600-h/DSC08076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_Dzg2O1AI/AAAAAAAAAQk/p74CQffjhSc/s200/DSC08076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143044589238539266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AhSg2O1MI/AAAAAAAAASE/-mh8RvOA5n4/s1600-h/DSC05654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AhSg2O1MI/AAAAAAAAASE/-mh8RvOA5n4/s200/DSC05654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143147376395867330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_HnQ2O1EI/AAAAAAAAARE/zWyU4QwfO0o/s1600-h/DSC08083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_HnQ2O1EI/AAAAAAAAARE/zWyU4QwfO0o/s200/DSC08083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143048776831652930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AdqA2O1FI/AAAAAAAAARM/CUxXZ40A300/s1600-h/DSC08120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AdqA2O1FI/AAAAAAAAARM/CUxXZ40A300/s200/DSC08120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143143382076281938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think we got what it takes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AekQ2O1HI/AAAAAAAAARc/TWtHbxaDttQ/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AekQ2O1HI/AAAAAAAAARc/TWtHbxaDttQ/s200/IMG_0140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143144382803661938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_Fxw2O1BI/AAAAAAAAAQs/AFF5niVtx6k/s1600-h/DSC05666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R1_Fxw2O1BI/AAAAAAAAAQs/AFF5niVtx6k/s200/DSC05666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143046758197023762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at the crew-only cabin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AfPQ2O1II/AAAAAAAAARk/wHj2_1us0Pw/s1600-h/DSC08223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AfPQ2O1II/AAAAAAAAARk/wHj2_1us0Pw/s200/DSC08223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143145121538036866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2Af7A2O1JI/AAAAAAAAARs/2bUwsW-lDYU/s1600-h/DSC08278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2Af7A2O1JI/AAAAAAAAARs/2bUwsW-lDYU/s200/DSC08278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143145873157313682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AgYw2O1KI/AAAAAAAAAR0/KPMFSiEz-hI/s1600-h/DSC01805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AgYw2O1KI/AAAAAAAAAR0/KPMFSiEz-hI/s200/DSC01805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143146384258421922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2Ar7Q2O1RI/AAAAAAAAASs/PDM0KyAeCQs/s1600-h/DSC01752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2Ar7Q2O1RI/AAAAAAAAASs/PDM0KyAeCQs/s200/DSC01752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143159071591814418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wind-blowing in our face moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AiDg2O1NI/AAAAAAAAASM/PDZn4Lue_O0/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2AiDg2O1NI/AAAAAAAAASM/PDZn4Lue_O0/s200/DSC01819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143148218209457362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bidding farewell. til we are back again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Lastly, back to KL before going home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2Agzg2O1LI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LMVcd3XrlJw/s1600-h/DSC01568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2Agzg2O1LI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LMVcd3XrlJw/s200/DSC01568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143146843819922610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2Auwg2O1TI/AAAAAAAAAS8/gOHYr1KRJnk/s1600-h/DSC08040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R2Auwg2O1TI/AAAAAAAAAS8/gOHYr1KRJnk/s200/DSC08040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143162185443104050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehemm..last but not least..what we saw at LIMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b5bcae3281641e4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b5bcae3281641e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098868%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E48D2E1C8E06FA0739773F2934ECDC811304034.6906BBCFB92A03BDDE657639F1F2457A8875EA7A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b5bcae3281641e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO9N10q8zxOGXVoiwiIHDvYrocmQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b5bcae3281641e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098868%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E48D2E1C8E06FA0739773F2934ECDC811304034.6906BBCFB92A03BDDE657639F1F2457A8875EA7A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b5bcae3281641e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO9N10q8zxOGXVoiwiIHDvYrocmQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the written version...just stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless, ppl! and a blessed Christmas ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;*Check out &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/missgracia"&gt;Joy's&lt;/a&gt; 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Packing up for a 12 day trip to PD-KL-Alor Setar-Langkawi-KL-home. If you all have been reading you know it's a trip that has been in my heart for a long time now. The mission conference in PD is really something i'm looking forward to. On the agenda also, church visiting (note pads, tape recorder &amp;amp; pen; set &amp;amp; ready)! So totally looking forward to this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Still in its preliminary stages..Free2Be '08. Just had the 1st meeting. Will keep you all posted. Will need willing hands, feet &amp;amp; hearts :) &amp;amp; it's still at the indoor stadium. 5000 capacity, ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Sorting through Relentless 07 pics. Give us a little more time for this, ppl. Will release it all out when done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Gali punya gali...found AW Tozer's book called ' The pursuit of God'  at pr John's. Highly recommend it to all.  Still reading it but already in my favourite list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;ok..now that's done. Allow me to do some moments of reminiscence here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The past 3 weeks have been unbelievable. I don't think i have presently felt as stretched as what have transpired during that time. Had to take up major decisions role on 3 simultaneous projects at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Then at the SAME time, Relentless was speeding through with more details to look into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(for the first time i could feel my brain literally compartmentalizing itself. Visualising what to do, who to do it, how to do it etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And to make it kinda super-strectching, my parents weren't home during that period &amp;amp; the domestic responsibility was added. Although, kudos to Nick for being able to be the more responsible one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Now in all this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;tired, helpless, kinda-desperate situation..i had sooo many things to be thankful for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I had people i could turn to. At first reaction, when a task is given...the diminishing 'choleric' part of me wants to control it to the point of scrunitizing details. But it doesn't work that way.  For my work projects, i had to learn to delegate and trust. So, it was with Relentless. Yes, you still have to follow-up but you have a team; use them. There was a great beauty in all this though. Each of us learned how important in the face of mounting duty to still put God first. He deserves the place of honour &amp;amp; where else will it be more stubbornly ingrained in us if not through the toughest of our lives moments. The place where you could feel the strain running down your neck :) So, to the Relentless team(EYM &amp;amp; VCF); you have been a great encouragement. Through your subtle way of enduring &amp;amp; hoping &amp;amp; working out the difficulties in faith..has stirred me deep. And yes, i've said this before, i'm saying it again..our roles are NO coincidence.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Number 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Met with so many interesting &amp;amp; 'real' people this week. The ever-putting-you-on-the-edge-of-your-seat FGA KL team, pr Nirhal of BOH was also down for 'Godman', a missionary couple from the states, the Sarikei &amp;amp; Bintulu youth...and the funny thing is, each &amp;amp; every meeting &amp;amp; fellowship never felt wrong.  like there were pieces of puzzle of a big picture designed to fit certain needs that time and for the not-so-distant  future. The meetings not only challenged us back to the right direction but it also illuminates just enough for the next step.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Number 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;God never fail. PERIOD! When we have done all that we can, when we have given our best, when we have seek His face &amp;amp; will; there is where we let go &amp;amp; let God! Nothing wrong to give your very best in your work &amp;amp; duty (Even Daniel &amp;amp; Joseph from the Bible did their work excellently under unbelieving masters, what more to say us today) Anyways, whether we 'succeed' we 'succeed' in Him. Whether we 'fail' we 'fail' in Him. This is where the threshold of faith starts. At least we could say, we have done to our very best. I know no amount of work can ever replace grace..we are saved by grace! But shouldn't the act of showing our love for Him, working our bodies for His will be natural to those who call Him Saviour. Anyways, the art &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; faith of knowing when to hold on and when to let go, cannot really be taught. We must learned for ourselves and constantly be reminded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, at the end of it all...God is still the hero here! He is the centre where everything revolves around. I'm just happy that I'm on the ride &amp;amp; that He's leading. So, before i end this post...(might be quiet for the next following weeks..) some stuff on the events that have happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R02crbxhteI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Oia7I5TpHj8/s1600-h/the+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R02crbxhteI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Oia7I5TpHj8/s200/the+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137935019903399394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Relentless 07-FGA KL sent-off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R02dwbxhtgI/AAAAAAAAAPc/r8epL_UDFKI/s1600-h/SushiBreak+Resized.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R02dwbxhtgI/AAAAAAAAAPc/r8epL_UDFKI/s200/SushiBreak+Resized.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137936205314373122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the much needed sushi-break in Brunei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R02rlbxhtiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/z2ueIqocZe4/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R02rlbxhtiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/z2ueIqocZe4/s200/DSC01370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137951409498600994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R02rabxhthI/AAAAAAAAAPk/M4JnHZqnTdk/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R02rabxhthI/AAAAAAAAAPk/M4JnHZqnTdk/s200/DSC01369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137951220520039954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niah Trip with Pr Ros &amp;amp; company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ebd38d8da8357df2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df773d9435152edfa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330098868%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D66775201D0858672389E647D2CAE5544F3856524.548524D49CC154D1FA85DF631728D1097692F4F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df773d9435152edfa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZanN2YqRKQYE8BhbI4nOidI3isI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Relentless dance workshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go with God, ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-2222506470530495957</id><published>2007-11-26T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T03:20:16.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relentless 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still preoccupied, ppl...but just want to let this out - God is awesome! really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways..Relentless 07 is over but the lessons learned and truth imparted are just beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We made new friends, learnt so many hard but crucial lessons, came together as a team in so many ways (i.e. drama, ushers, parade!, p&amp;amp;w &amp;amp; etc) and above all God met us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The only thing now, let's do what must and should be done! the work is not over. We were again reminded..let's move onward &amp;amp; forward in Christ! His way, His time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways...here's some pics of the event..it's only the 1st night..till i get my hands on the 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd nights plus the workshops..in the mean time..this is it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;God bless!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nDh7xhtLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/uxojb1Vtb4c/s1600-h/relentless07D1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nDh7xhtLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/uxojb1Vtb4c/s200/relentless07D1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136851837741282482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nEGLxhtOI/AAAAAAAAANM/_R_zmQS9Fuo/s1600-h/relentless07D1-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nEGLxhtOI/AAAAAAAAANM/_R_zmQS9Fuo/s200/relentless07D1-31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136852460511540450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nEbbxhtPI/AAAAAAAAANU/ox5XdnEXWW4/s1600-h/relentless07D1-38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nEbbxhtPI/AAAAAAAAANU/ox5XdnEXWW4/s200/relentless07D1-38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136852825583760626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nEz7xhtRI/AAAAAAAAANk/AI1FSSwOTQE/s1600-h/relentless07D1-43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nEz7xhtRI/AAAAAAAAANk/AI1FSSwOTQE/s200/relentless07D1-43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136853246490555666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nGNLxhtYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wVTTCl8XJd8/s1600-h/relentless07D1-53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nGNLxhtYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wVTTCl8XJd8/s200/relentless07D1-53.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136854779793880450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nGCLxhtXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/CePlqnn0jLc/s1600-h/relentless07D1-48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nGCLxhtXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/CePlqnn0jLc/s200/relentless07D1-48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136854590815319410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nFjrxhtVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oyh8bW02fMg/s1600-h/relentless07D1-82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nFjrxhtVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oyh8bW02fMg/s200/relentless07D1-82.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136854066829309266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nFWrxhtUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/M1DInUM1ozY/s1600-h/relentless07D1-73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nIzLxhtbI/AAAAAAAAAO0/89728nLdud0/s200/DSC01412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136857631652165042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nJvLxhtdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ex3zAzOkF4k/s1600-h/relentless07D1-37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nJvLxhtdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ex3zAzOkF4k/s200/relentless07D1-37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136858662444316114" 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/5943960956492225016-2222506470530495957?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/2222506470530495957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2007/11/relentless-07.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/2222506470530495957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/2222506470530495957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2007/11/relentless-07.html' title='Relentless 07'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/R0nDh7xhtLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/uxojb1Vtb4c/s72-c/relentless07D1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-6019381958606137591</id><published>2007-11-13T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:21:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? another birthday entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;November seems to be busy with birthdays..lots of them are even on the same day..Vina shares her birthday with another friend from YA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and on the 11th..my mother..the queen of my heart..who's funny even when she's not aware of it..the voice of reason..the bank of wisdom..the contagious goof-ball...turned 46..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and she shares the same birthday with our worship coordinator, uncle stanley and guess who else..Leonardo DiCaprio..HAHA! ya..just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways was raining non-stop from morning that day &amp;amp; initial plan was to go to taman selera early in the evening for kerang (the birthday girl's favourite dish) &amp;amp; crabs. But because of the rain we just hung around at home first..watching Shaolin Soccer. Forgot how funny that movie is..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tif &amp;amp; dor were with us, which added to the fun of staying home with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally did go out, braving the rain..but it's all worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="georgia" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="georgia" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for your enlightment, my mum is not really that complicated..she loves - God, her family, her friends, people &amp;amp; food..hehe..and that evening we had a healthy dose of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="georgia" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, happy birthday mum! may you continue to have many more fruitful years to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. her potential conquest this year..climbing to the peak of Mt Kinabalu. my parents will be leaving for it next week. do uphold their trip in prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;some snap shots of the day's event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132129198541709954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Rzj8UJx9IoI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZTcZDJav-Uc/s200/IMG_2190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tif &amp;amp; my dad adding some cultural flavour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132129662398177938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Rzj8vJx9IpI/AAAAAAAAAMM/bgZPF3op_VQ/s200/IMG_2213.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The essential ABC - air/ais batu campur..well something like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132130229333861026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Rzj9QJx9IqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Z6pqewDRPkY/s200/IMG_2236.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes. Nick took all the shots :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132130942298432178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Rzj95px9IrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KD-k29vdqJg/s200/IMG_2247.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;An overview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132132119119471314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Rzj--Jx9ItI/AAAAAAAAAMs/cTS31WBh5m8/s200/IMG_2226.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;it was raining &amp;amp; cold, which made it more comfortable in our hoodie :) love this shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132131547888820930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Rzj-c5x9IsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/dLpORGg8v1E/s200/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the Birthday girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*in a whisper * &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! i love my mum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hehe..God bless, ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5943960956492225016-6019381958606137591?l=relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/feeds/6019381958606137591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6019381958606137591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5943960956492225016/posts/default/6019381958606137591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://relentlesslyhis.blogspot.com/2007/11/birthday-blog.html' title='Birthday blog'/><author><name>CeLiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15467253499932571476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w1qObnJtegM/TJSWJ5PDUFI/AAAAAAAABC4/3gSNZ4STLdU/S220/tif%26dor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w1qObnJtegM/Rzj8UJx9IoI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZTcZDJav-Uc/s72-c/IMG_2190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5943960956492225016.post-2305302312326794271</id><published>2007-11-12T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:37:34.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;24&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the hours in one Earth day, it's the series starring Kiefer Sutherland (Jack Bauer!), it's the song by Switchfoot..&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's also happened to be something that is a little closer to the heart; my comrade in ministry, kai-mui, the ever pleasant collegue, my friend - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Vina turned 24 on the 7th&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we thought we would come together to celebrate her during young adults cell (which is on the eve of her bday). We got the present early. The cake was ready, the plan was laid down in full. Went to YA a little earlier than usual..&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, all of a sudden, there was this one moment where we thought she wasn't going to make it..(oh man! &amp;amp; here we were so psyched up 
