<?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-6181810503354755522</id><updated>2012-02-17T12:40:44.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journey with the Lord</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog documents my journey with the Lord. Its a relationship I want to hold on to and never lose. I talk about life randomly and how his word has touched my life. and perhaps, you may be touched by his word too.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-8925463604606882757</id><published>2009-06-15T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:00:22.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="596" valign="top"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Just found something nice I should share. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#00CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:00cc00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A PROPHECY AS RECEIVED BY DON FRANKLIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="20" width="592"&gt;&lt;img src="http://detourstodestiny.tripod.com/imagelib/sitebuilder/layout/spacer.gif" height="20" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="592" valign="top"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Come be a part of the flock of God - the eagles of God - the visionaries, the dreamers, those that fly high with the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am causing a stirring within you even as an eagle stirs its nest I am stirring you, saith the Lord. I am going to cause you to rise up even as the eagle does upon wings and soar into the heights with Me. You are going to leave everything behind and you're going to come away with Me, my beloved and you're going to commune with Me, and you're going to walk with Me and talk with Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up on high with the wings of the eagle and follow into the realm of the Holy Spirit. Listen to God, pray to God, obey what God tells you in your heart to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become excited about the things of God. Become excited about God again. Become excited about the things of the Spirit in your heart. Love God; teach your young ones to love God. Go beyond where this generation has gone; go beyond, saith the Lord. Go on into the realm of following the Holy Spirit in your life and doing the things that He asks you to do and become excited about the things that He brings you into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For they will prosper; they will work. The things that I show you, the things that I lead you into, they will be blessed of God. When others are failing, you will be succeeding. When others' plans go astray you will be on track because you will trade your plans in for mine where others won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid to walk out, step out with God and follow the pathway that He leads you on. Become once again excited about the gifts and the things of the spirit. Do not allow the jadedness and the depression of others to so fill your spirit that you become one with them. But come up into the Heavenlies and become one with Me, and once again walk in the ways of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray, pray much; pray heavily in the Holy Ghost. Do not be afraid to prophesy. Do not be afraid to move in the Spirit. Do not be afraid to try those things that you feel are from the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will knock on doors and I will open the ones that are of Me. Don't be afraid to knock. Don't be afraid to seek. Don't be afraid to dream, children. Don't let others steal your dreams because theirs have been crushed. Let your dreams be of exalting Me. Let your dreams be of my kingdom. Dream the dreams of Joseph, children. Dream the dreams of God, and I will water them and I will prosper them and I will take you where I promised you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up above it all, saith the Lord. Reject all the pessimism, doubt, and fear and depression in your spirit. It is not of you and it is not of Me. Go into that realm with God where there are bluebirds singing, where there is happiness, where there is joy. That is to be your portion of the kingdom; that is where you belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In your presence, Lord that's where we belong and in your presence there is fullness of joy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, come into my presence and reject the rest, saith God, all of it. Reject all of it. Don't allow a shred of depression, fear, doubt, guilt or jadedness come along with you, but rise up in the Lord. Rise up in the things of the Lord and be happy, saith God. Be happy in Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in your deliverer. Believe in the One of Israel. Let him establish you. Don't worry about position; don't worry about the how. For the Lord, I the Lord your God, will take care of the where, the when and the how. Just worry about connecting, reconnecting with Me strongly and staying in my presence daily, daily, daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stirring of the Lord is upon you. The stirring of the Lord is upon you. Not the stirring of the church; not the manipulation of man trying to use you, but the stirring of the Lord. The eagle's nest is stirred by the hand of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you rise up as young eagles of God full of strength and power and soaring where no one can come along to depress you, no one can come along as a hidden agent to drag you back down to earth, no one can come along pretending to be a friend while all along their mission and their job is to grab you by those legs and talons and pull you back down to their level, to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the camp of eagles where only eagles are allowed where you may fly and soar together, where you won't bump into one another and won't crush one another, but you will compliment one another, where you are like birds of a prey, birds of a feather. Come be a part of the flock of God - the eagles of God - the visionaries, the dreamers, those that fly high with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, God did make all of the creatures of the earth. He did make the rhinoceros. He did make the giraffe. He did make the land animals. But let the plodders plod, let the swimmers swim, let the lumbering beast lumber through their jungles, but come let the eagle soar above it all with intense visions and dreams of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your place in the Body of Christ high above it all. On eagle's wings shall I bare thee, on eagle's wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;take&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;n from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://detourstodestiny.tripod.com/id57.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://detourstodestiny.tripod.com/id57.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181810503354755522-8925463604606882757?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/8925463604606882757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=8925463604606882757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/8925463604606882757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/8925463604606882757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2009/06/eagles.html' title='Eagles'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-4128924165795990996</id><published>2009-05-30T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:10:08.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Rich People: You should feel bad for them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 6:20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an interesting study featured on MSN.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earning more money seemed to make people anxious and depressed, while those who had &lt;strong&gt;strong relationships&lt;/strong&gt; were happiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link, check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://health.msn.com/health-topics/depression/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100238968&amp;amp;GT1=31036"&gt;http://health.msn.com/health-topics/depression/articlepage.aspx?cp-documentid=100238968&amp;amp;GT1=31036&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God bless! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181810503354755522-4128924165795990996?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/4128924165795990996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=4128924165795990996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/4128924165795990996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/4128924165795990996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2009/05/sexy-rich-people-you-should-feel-bad.html' title='Sexy Rich People: You should feel bad for them'/><author><name>Beng Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130720534262852994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-6723433626514047869</id><published>2009-05-28T20:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:04:04.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness and love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok it's Beng Yu here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So this is my very first post here on this shared blog. It's been donkey years since my name was placed under the 'Contributors' list, so today let me just live up to that status, for awhile at least. It's gonna be pretty long, so I do hope you have the patience to read till the end, and hopefully you get what I'm sharing =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Forgiveness and love are subjects very close to my heart. I like this verse from the Bible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Acts 13:38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Therefore, my brothers, I want you to know that through Jesus the forgiveness of sins is proclaimed to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our Heavenly Father &lt;strong&gt;proclaims in His Word&lt;/strong&gt; that He forgives us all our sins. And this was done &lt;strong&gt;through our Lord Jesus&lt;/strong&gt; dying on the Cross for us, cleansing us with His blood. Today He is risen, sitting on the right hand of our Heavenly Father and &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; interceding for us &lt;strong&gt;every moment&lt;/strong&gt; for the wrong things which we do on a daily basis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We know that the forgiveness of sins is &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; because of the good things we do. It is &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;through our own efforts of doing 'good' things like donating money to charity, volunteer work, or being 'nice' to people around us. It is only through &lt;strong&gt;believing in Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;, His &lt;strong&gt;finished&lt;/strong&gt; work for us on the Cross and the &lt;strong&gt;wonderful grace &lt;/strong&gt;of our Heavenly Father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now at this very moment, there are many living in the shackles of the world, living in the guilt of their past mistakes, living in low self esteem, everyday grudge and resentment of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not difficult to observe this around us. But at times, I find it so difficult to get people out of these shackles, because they don't &lt;strong&gt;believe&lt;/strong&gt; in the goodness of Christ. I once had much difficulty understanding what Christianity was about, because I didn't &lt;strong&gt;believe &lt;/strong&gt;in the goodness of Christ. I didn't believe that there was such a wonderful man/God called Jesus Christ, who walked the earth 2000+ years ago, who was sinless, but yet for &lt;strong&gt;MY SAKE, &lt;/strong&gt;suffered great humiliation, torture and went to the Cross to shed His blood for the forgiveness of &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; sins. I didn't believe it could work this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe that I was forgiven by the Almighty Creator so easily, through the death of this one Being called Jesus. I couldn't believe that I was forgiven for all the mistakes in my life. And so I was trapped by these shackles, my guilt, my past. And I didn't have a true purpose in life. Life just consisted of working hard so that I can one day achieve fame, glory, power, have a nice family that everyone envies and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one day when I was enlightened by the Lord. And then I believed. And then I was freed from all those. Hallelujah! And then I knew what love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me now, believing in Him is really a prerequisite to knowing how to love someone else. That includes our families, our friends, and even people whom we don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I stole the following conversational story from a friend's blog. I've got no idea where it originated from, but I felt this urge to share it with people when I read it, because it puts across very clearly what love and forgiveness involves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, Ma'am.... how can I help you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, after much consideration, I've decided to install Love. Can you guide me though the process?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support: &lt;/strong&gt;Yes. I can help you. Are you ready to proceed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I'm not very technical, but I think I'm ready. What do I do first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support:&lt;/strong&gt; The first step is to open your Heart. Have you located your Heart, ma'am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer: &lt;/strong&gt;Yes, but there are several other programs running now. Is it okay to install Love while they are running?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support:&lt;/strong&gt; What programs are running, ma'am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt; Let's see, I have Past Hurt, Low Self-Esteem, Grudge and Resentment running right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support: &lt;/strong&gt;No problem, Love will gradually erase Past Hurt from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory, but it will no longer disrupt other programs. Love will eventually override Low Self-Esteem with a module of its own called High Self-Esteem. However, you have to completely turn off Grudge and Resentment. Those programs prevent Love from being properly installed. Can you turn those off, ma'am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know how to turn them off. Can you tell me how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support :&lt;/strong&gt; With pleasure. Go to your start menu and invoke Forgiveness. Do this as many times as necessary until Grudge and Resentment have been completely erased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, done! Love has started installing itself. Is that normal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other Hearts in order to get the upgrades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt; Oops! I have an error message already. It says, "Error - Program not run on external components ." What should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't worry, ma'am. It means that the Love program is set up to run on Internal Hearts, but has not yet been run on your Heart. In non- technical terms, it simply means you have to Love yourself before you can Love others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt; So, what should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support:&lt;/strong&gt; Pull down Self-Acceptance; then click on the following files: Forgive-Self; Realize Your Worth; and Acknowledge your Limitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support:&lt;/strong&gt; Now, copy them to the "My Heart" directory. The system will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching faulty programming. Also, you need to delete Verbose Self-Criticism from all directories and empty your Recycle Bin to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer: &lt;/strong&gt;Got it. Hey! My heart is filling up with new files. Smile is playing on my monitor and Peace and Contentment are copying themselves all over My Heart. Is this normal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tech Support:&lt;/strong&gt; Sometimes. For others it takes awhile, but eventually everything gets it at the proper time. So Love is installed and running. One more thing before we hang up. Love is Freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everyone you meet. They will in turn share it with others and return some cool modules back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer: &lt;/strong&gt;Thank you, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that on top of enjoying the story, you have gained a new perspective too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night! =) God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181810503354755522-6723433626514047869?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/6723433626514047869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=6723433626514047869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/6723433626514047869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/6723433626514047869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2009/05/forgiveness-and-love.html' title='Forgiveness and love'/><author><name>Beng Yu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05130720534262852994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-1235851879039054607</id><published>2009-04-21T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:44:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>祷告</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: Courier; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祷告因为我渺小 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祷告因为我知道我需要 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明瞭你心意对我重要 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祷告已假装不了 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祷告因为你的爱我需要 &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;你关怀   我走过的你都明白 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: Courier; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些事我只想要对你说 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;因你比任何人都爱我 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;痛苦从眼中流下 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道你为我擦 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在早晨我也要来对你说 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;主耶稣今天我为你活 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所需要的力量你天天赐给我 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你恩典够我用 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: Courier; font-size: 11px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-family: Courier; font-size: 11px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;Because I know I need prayer, and because I know the Lord loves me no matter what, no matter what. &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/6181810503354755522-1235851879039054607?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/1235851879039054607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=1235851879039054607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/1235851879039054607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/1235851879039054607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='祷告'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-6807391430201331793</id><published>2009-03-12T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:18:34.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know keith you've been waiting for this post. hahaha&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should know what it is if you're close enough to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate all your thoughtfulness and some of you kpo hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nevertheless I am fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I always say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord help me to remember that nothing is going to happen to me today that you and I can't handle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6181810503354755522-6807391430201331793?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/6807391430201331793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=6807391430201331793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/6807391430201331793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/6807391430201331793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-keith-youve-been-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-4978754212867616201</id><published>2009-02-09T10:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:18:41.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its been long and it looks like I have abandoned the blog. I can say, I was busy, but no, I am always online so how can it be right. More like lazy.. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And yes back to the topic on victories. It always bugs me how whenever there is sadness, sickness, desperateness, we plead, beg and sometimes even blame the Lord for whatever has happened. But whenever the problem tides over and we're happy, we tend to forget the him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Imagine if you helped someone, and after the thing is over the person doesn't even turn back to say thanks and forgets about you almost instantly. Even worse, he comes back the next time for help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But God is almighty what... he won't mind, he is GOD you know. But you know, we were made in the image of the Lord. But the difference is when he forgives you totally when you confess and still loves you no matter what happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord help me to remember today to put you first in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a song that always reminds me to thank and remember him in every situation. To praise him in the good times, to praise him in the bad times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7m5MU5qx7U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7m5MU5qx7U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The chorus was particularly meaningful so here is it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(205, 133, 63);  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;In Christ alone I place my trust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;In every victory let it be said of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;My source of strength, my source of hope Is Christ alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&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/6181810503354755522-4978754212867616201?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/4978754212867616201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=4978754212867616201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/4978754212867616201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/4978754212867616201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2009/02/victories.html' title='Victories.'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-2952536443427495128</id><published>2009-01-15T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T02:22:16.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to nowhere land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know who holds tomorrow - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;Ira Stanphill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;I don't know about tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I just live from day to day.&lt;br /&gt;I don't borrow from it's sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;For it's skies may turn to gray.&lt;br /&gt;I don't worry o'er the future,&lt;br /&gt;For I know what Jesus said,&lt;br /&gt;And today I'll walk beside Him,&lt;br /&gt;For He knows what is ahead.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Refrain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things about tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to understand;&lt;br /&gt;But I know Who holds tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I know Who holds my hand.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ev'ry step is getting brighter,&lt;br /&gt;As the golden stairs I climb;&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry burden's getting lighter;&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry cloud is silver lined.&lt;br /&gt;There the sun is always shining,&lt;br /&gt;There no tear will dim the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;At the ending of the rainbow,&lt;br /&gt;Where the mountains touch the sky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Refrain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things about tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to understand;&lt;br /&gt;But I know Who holds tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I know Who holds my hand.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know about tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;It may bring me poverty;&lt;br /&gt;But the One Who feeds the sparrow,&lt;br /&gt;Is the One Who stands by me.&lt;br /&gt;And the path that be my portion,&lt;br /&gt;May be through the flame or flood,&lt;br /&gt;But His presence goes before me,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm covered with His blood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;Refrain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things about tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to understand;&lt;br /&gt;But I know Who holds tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And I know Who holds my hand.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unpredictable situation. A lot of things are messy. Sometimes i think i've taken too much on my plate. How could I finish 6 different dishes and not feel a sense of indigestion? Febuary comes, and goes. Probably the busiest month of all. I hope I come out stronger and better. The months ahead are tough. But hey, i only started living after 2006. 2007 was awsome, 2008 was a blast and 2009 is going to be even tougher and probably the toughest yet.  Maybe I'll look back one day and say, hey it wasn't that bad after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what lies ahead, but I know God is with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know what to say anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181810503354755522-2952536443427495128?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/2952536443427495128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=2952536443427495128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/2952536443427495128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/2952536443427495128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-nowhere-land.html' title='to nowhere land'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-4839974502371492060</id><published>2009-01-05T04:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:12:54.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I was looking through the net pages, I saw the St Hilda's website. Nostalgic. I spent 20minutes, looking at an organisational chart that had at least 50% of teachers I couldn't recognise, newsletters that were not printed out anymore, (i used to keep every issue of the hildan light!), a blog that documented all the cca achievements and a psg group page. How time flies. Its been 6 years since I last studied there. I'd be going back tomorrow to pick the little girl up from school. I want to go in and say hi to the teachers I miss and step onto memory lane of a school i fondly remember. But something holds me back, and I don't know how to describe it either. Maybe its just issues with myself, I don't know. I don't like to go back alone but who shares the same favourite teachers that I do and the favourite laksa, nasi lemak stall that i patronized. For all you know, it isn't even there anymore. I want so much to go back to teach there, but again, something holds me back. Someone asked me why, but I couldnt explain it either. Expectations that no one gets. sheesh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the school a lot, more than dhs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't discredit dhs for what it has made me. But I really liked my days in St hilda's. Maybe it was the culture, maybe it was the teachers, maybe it was my friends, maybe it was the innocence of it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the homecoming pictures of DHS, and I just didn't feel at home. I have greater anticipation of going to SHPS, this time, i'm really going home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God I was once there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181810503354755522-4839974502371492060?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/4839974502371492060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=4839974502371492060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/4839974502371492060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/4839974502371492060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-i-was-looking-through-net-pages-i.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-7115719369937637831</id><published>2008-12-27T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:57:59.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of what the Lord has done</title><content type='html'>Hello! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belated Christmas and Happy Birthday to Jianhui boy! =p Even though u pangseh me on 40th i still will wish u. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There have been a lot of people who have been asking me to blog religiously neutral things and about my daily life instead. Hmm, well to that, because God is in my life, well, I am blogging about my daily life then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, here's another nice song by casting crowns, who am i. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the Lord of all the earth, &lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name, &lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt. &lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the bright and morning star, &lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way, &lt;br /&gt;For my ever wondering heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am. &lt;br /&gt;But because of what you've done. &lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done. &lt;br /&gt;But because of who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading, &lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean, &lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind. &lt;br /&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling, &lt;br /&gt;Lord you catch me when I'm falling, &lt;br /&gt;And you told me who I am. &lt;br /&gt;I am yours. &lt;br /&gt;I am yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the eyes that see my sin &lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love &lt;br /&gt;And watch me rise again &lt;br /&gt;Who am I? &lt;br /&gt;That the voice that calm the sea, &lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain, &lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am. &lt;br /&gt;But because what of youve done. &lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done. &lt;br /&gt;But because of who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear? &lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear? &lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I am yours. &lt;br /&gt;I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've been asked this quite a couple of times, why do christians always quote from the bible to comfort each other? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;because its God that brings us together. because God is the source of life, that gives us strength and courage to continue with everyday, to do his plans. the bible is God's words, and therefore simply put it, he is the only one who can let us rise above storms, above what human nature calls as suffering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I remember my pastor saying, God is the only God on earth that allows us to call him father, the relationship so close that he gives to us. Like a father to a child, he can feel our hurt, our joy, our pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and above all, he is the greatest gift of our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181810503354755522-7115719369937637831?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/7115719369937637831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=7115719369937637831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/7115719369937637831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/7115719369937637831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2008/12/because-of-what-lord-has-done.html' title='Because of what the Lord has done'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-7411972887548483689</id><published>2008-12-22T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:39:37.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you hear what I hear?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been so caught up with a trip to kl and the performance for christmas that I forgot to blog. blah. Anyhow, there's one last performance at hamilton road, opposite jalan besar stadium on 22nd Dec! Its from 7-9pm, do come drop by if you can spare some time to watch the performances! (= I'm performing together with bengs and a whole lot of church peeps too! Nevertheless, if you don't have the time to come down, I'll still try to put up a video of it here so you can catch it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhow, christmas is coming and I'm happy and would like to post this very nice song here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LUoYaAIQ_dk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LUoYaAIQ_dk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;The title is "Do you hear what I hear?" Its a song about the birth of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jesus Christ, the true meaning of christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;"&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/6181810503354755522-7411972887548483689?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/7411972887548483689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=7411972887548483689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/7411972887548483689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/7411972887548483689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-so-caught-up-with-trip-to-kl.html' title='Do you hear what I hear?'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-1181190382051022342</id><published>2008-12-09T11:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:40:14.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I drink, so what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Short post here. After looking through all the facebook photos of drinks, drunkards, and what have you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Red wine is one of my most liked things in the world. &lt;div&gt;I drink, but its not wrong. After all God turned water into wine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But excessive drinking is well, not so right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it makes you lose yourself, lose control of yourself, do wrong things at times, and well, no one looks very glam being drunk. plus it makes you fat, cos its sugar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its sometimes more than tempting to drink more than what you can take cos you want to feel the high, you want to feel accepted by your friends. Drinking is only but temporary relief. What's more substantial and real is God and your relationship with him. Let nothing but God control your life, not even yourself. (that includes other things like drugs, ciggs, alcohol and what not. ) But let the holy spirit fill your life each day that you may be pleasing to him. (=&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;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;Ephesians 5:18 - "Don’t be drunk with wine, because that will ruin your life. Instead, let the Holy Spirit fill and control you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 18px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&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/6181810503354755522-1181190382051022342?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/1181190382051022342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=1181190382051022342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/1181190382051022342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/1181190382051022342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-post-here.html' title='I drink, so what?'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-7766046873924515555</id><published>2008-12-05T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:30:28.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love, because God first loved me.</title><content type='html'>Before I head off to school for this week's last lesson, I shall do a quick post here.. (and I am still stuck with my assignment, do not ask why I am still stuck at it after 2 weeks. =/) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I never understood the true meaning of I love because God first loved me. I am a very self assured person although I occassionally whine about some things here and there and sometimes I don't really know what to say when people feel lousy about themselves. The thing is, we're supposed to be self-loving, selfish creatures of the earth. But what happens when you don't love yourself, feel constantly depressed about everything and just can't seem to carry on with life this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Self-love, may I clarify before i move on, is not narcissism, which is also known as excessive self love.  (btw if u love yourself too much, tts bad too, another day on that though). I am still a strong believer in loving yourself before you love anything else on this earth. Loving yourself in the way of having self-respect, of valuing yourself as an individual and not being selfish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this article on the net which was penned by a lady on her blog about self love and she writes on it with her own experiences. excerpts here and there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://karenpattersondevotionals.blogspot.com (just in case you want to read her other very interesting articles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The one thing I've reflected on recently is how God has brought me through so much during the last 10 years. I look back at my life and the things that I use to do and I wonder why I acted in such a way that was detrimental to my physical and emotional well being. The one answer I come up with is that I didn't love myself. I didn't care about me... I didn't think that I was worthy of true love. You see, I bought into Satan's lies. I believed him when he told me I couldn't be saved. I believed him when he told me that I'd never be loved again after divorce. I believed him when he told me that no one would want to have any kind of relationship with a single mother of two boys. I believed him when he told me that I couldn't work and go to school to complete my master's degree. I believed him when he told me that things would be too difficult for me to accomplish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do need to say however, that I know who holds the future and it is not Satan! I now believe my Heavenly Father who tells me that nothing is impossible through Him. I know that I am beautiful because I was created in the image of God. I know that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me! I know that I am a child of the King! I know that my God has carried me through the last 31 years... I can't even breathe without giving praise and honor to my Creator! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray that others who are struggling with negative self images will know that God is their only hope. I pray that those who have low self esteem will know that they are beautiful because they were created uniquely by the Father. I pray that those who need strength or comforting will understand that the battle they are facing has already been won on Calvary. We can't always understand why we go through the trials we are facing, but we can always count on God to comfort and protect us while we are in the valley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and so that concludes, I love because God first loved me. and once you have learnt to love yourself, you will be ready to love others in the same way that God loved you. Don't let evil draw you away from the knowledge of love. (= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-size: 13px; "&gt;Ephesians 4: 21-23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-size: 13px; "&gt;Since you have heard about Jesus and have learned the truth that comes from him, throw off your old sinful nature and your former way of life, which is corrupted by lust and deception. Instead, let the Spirit renew your thoughts and attitudes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/6181810503354755522-7766046873924515555?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/7766046873924515555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=7766046873924515555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/7766046873924515555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/7766046873924515555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-because-god-first-loved-me.html' title='I love, because God first loved me.'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-4148753836614232083</id><published>2008-12-04T10:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:06:15.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The thing about betrayal and revenge</title><content type='html'>Safely back from batam. Lots of adventures we encountered, but secrecy shall remain due to privacy issues. Haha. thank the good Lord for the good trip no matter how boring it may have been. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its back to old grandmother stories from me. yea. and I was just thinking of how sometimes, how pek chek it feels when you've agreed to do something with say person A, and the person backs out at the last minute. Angry? yea.. but at least the person told you. What if we recreate another scenario with the same idea of agreeing and backing out. But this time round, let's say person A told you the reason for not wanting to do the thing with you was because he/she was busy and has a lot of things on hand...  And so you accept the reason. You thought everything was over, until a few days later you find out that person A did the thing he/she agreed to do with you with another person instead. Oh what nonsense about being busy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you do in such cases.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has happened to me before and I am sure it has happened to you before somewhere some part of your life. My first reaction was to go to MSN, find the person I trusted the most, start typing all my frustrations and there I am appeased. If I am still possibly angry, find the next person to talk to, chat until I start blemishing the person about his/her figure, face and everything else unrelated till I feel I am satisfied. (retaliation?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But upon reflection, if insulting a person and stepping (not literally) on him/her till you think it makes you feel satisfied actually gives you momentary joy, then think how has doing so saved the situation?Probably nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew 5:38-39. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have heard that it was said, "An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." But I tell you not to resist an evil person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That simply means that, in life, we face injustices, from people we thought we could trust, from people we thought were true, but let us have the faith and courage to turn the other cheek. Remember God as he died on the cross for us, how he in the same way after the last supper was betrayed. And probably as Clarkson said, he sent us to taste calvary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May we have the strength to refuse to retaliate, because God knows all that we are going through.  &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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6181810503354755522-4148753836614232083?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/4148753836614232083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=4148753836614232083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/4148753836614232083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/4148753836614232083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2008/12/safely-back-from-batam.html' title='The thing about betrayal and revenge'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-3950809351361049031</id><published>2008-11-29T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:05:29.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am going to Batam!</title><content type='html'>Will be leaving on a short trip to batam tomorrow till monday. I am a rupiah millionaire. haha. Need all the blessings from God to protect me for a safe trip. All I want to do is return safely to Singapore and not get held up as a hostage. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today as I was looking at the daily bread, it mentioned something about being a sunday christian. Food for thought. =) What is being a christian to you? Are you living God's will or your will? Is going to church and saying a short prayer a day all it means to be a christian? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A personal relationship with him. and maybe that's the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grace &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181810503354755522-3950809351361049031?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/3950809351361049031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=3950809351361049031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/3950809351361049031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/3950809351361049031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-be-leaving-on-short-trip-to-batam.html' title='I am going to Batam!'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-1565119560422568456</id><published>2008-11-27T07:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:38:26.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In his time, he made all things beautiful</title><content type='html'>This morning when I woke up to go toilet weewee, my mother handed me a planner for 2009.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took it, said my thanks and went back to bed, thinking I could continue my sleep. After tossing around for 10minutes or so, I got up, took the planner, sat down at the table and filled in everything I knew was going to happen in 2009. And the only things I know are my lesson dates and assignment due dates. I filled it in and finally I reached November 2009. My lessons end there and so the degree comes. Its daunting actually to know that, within the next year or so, my blood pressure may go up just to rush out assignments that I don't seem to do very well in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this bugging, nagging and whatever you call it feeling that 2009 is going to be a huge challenge, even greater than this year when I rushed my diploma finals and started on the degree all at the same time. Sometimes I don't ever want 2008 to end. There is approximately 1 month left to the end of the year and I wonder whether I have done my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey, you know what, everything was in God's plan.. My human standards on the good and the bad things, were all in his plan, his plan to make me a stronger person, to draw closer to him. Someone once told me that, being a christian doesn't make your life go all smooth sailing, but in fact, makes your life a tougher journey. Then you may ask, so if God is so almighty why do you go through all these? He could have just easily carried you out of the situation. I remember once when my smc shared with the std4s the parable of the pencil. I thought probably I shared it with you too. You might have heard it somewhere sometime in your life, but let it be a reminder to always trust in him no matter what happens, that in his time, and in his eyes, all these are perfect. &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;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBZOMmQKTEM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBZOMmQKTEM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&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;and yes final words from the video, you were made to do great things if you keep trusting in him and walking with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(8, 56, 122);  font-weight: bold;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Zechariah 4:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"Not by might nor by power but by my Spirit" says the Lord God Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in his blessings, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181810503354755522-1565119560422568456?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/1565119560422568456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=1565119560422568456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/1565119560422568456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/1565119560422568456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-morning-when-i-woke-up-to-go.html' title='In his time, he made all things beautiful'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181810503354755522.post-2138854692534360255</id><published>2008-11-26T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:01:15.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He holds my Hand</title><content type='html'>Probably it wasn't a coincidence that I am here today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just an average kid, i'm 18. I have never opened my blog to public for the past few years as I am a very private person. But in faith, I set this up, i don't know what will turn out of it, but I hope it sustains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was once someone who slipped, who left, who was only seeking God whenever I needed help. I am still learning, still growing in God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go to church but I got irritated by blogs that talked about God and everything like that. I hated it, because I knew I wasn't close to him. I kept questioning myself about this bugging feeling, how could I feel like this, I wasn't supposed to. I could never bring myself to draw close to him, cos there was always something that hindered me. Something that always told me, hey i can do it myself, I don't need God. I will go to him later if i can't do it myself, probably in the later part of the day, probably tomorrow, probably when I have 15mins of time to spare before I go to bed or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spend a whole lot of time on the internet and yes I choose not to do my devotion to spend more time on the internet, chatting on msn, surfing blogs, reading articles. But still, it was through the internet that God called me back. He knows how much songs can reach into the depths of my heart and thus he send me a song, a song named still on youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been through a lot of things, a lot of things I can't pen down. But God stood by me through the times when i needed him and when i thought I didn't need him. He has led me through a path of difficulties, but there were always people who loved him who were in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This journey is tough, but I know God will hold my hand, Nevertheless I am continually with You; You hold me by my right hand (Psalm 73:23)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in his blessings, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grace&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&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/6181810503354755522-2138854692534360255?l=grace-kate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/feeds/2138854692534360255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181810503354755522&amp;postID=2138854692534360255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/2138854692534360255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181810503354755522/posts/default/2138854692534360255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grace-kate.blogspot.com/2008/11/probably-it-wasnt-coincidence-that-i-am.html' title='He holds my Hand'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17691571469124629629</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EHzdISoPrj4/R7sK5vTK7FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Rv9VbNO87TU/S220/PC170186.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
