<?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-28703686</id><updated>2012-02-01T21:20:15.761+08:00</updated><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdDMypV7zDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/rfUCZbq8_HQ/s1600-h/275371203_9c9ed017f3.jpg'/><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoPiTp7MPI/AAAAAAAAAnU/fk4fydtu0xg/s320/PB270032.JPG'/><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sa6Ta1cvFUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/F9MRhGq_hdI/s320/IMG_4024.jpg'/><title type='text'>&lt;==::Luv For My Saviour::==&gt;</title><subtitle type='html'>My Path To His Glory</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1694305857945344090</id><published>2011-04-03T14:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:29:44.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire In the Bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But to have received so much and not able to pour it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Consumed but only I get to benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Set ablaze and not spreading more of his warmth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&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:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I slowly grasped and I'm humbled, that I have received so much. So so much. That the only reason I can give is because I have first received. I can only love because I have first embraced His love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am stuck... Not because I am not giving it all but because he is giving me so much, that my outlet is not big enough for his input. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Its refreshing and painful that I CANT OUTGIVE HIM.&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:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0ORiY6y4co/Sj-sccvg6xI/AAAAAAAAAjM/cuaazn9Giu8/s400/overflowing+cup.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I need this penned down because of  the next adventure into a foreign land. I come face to face with this issue once more. That I wish to do so much more, give so much more. But I am limited, constrained and restricted by the boundaries emplaced by authorities which I have to love and respect. It has been like this in every platform I have stood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There is must be more than this. Consuming Fire, fanned into flame, a passion for His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am desperate, thirsty and hungry...no ravenous...that I cant contained, to give it all. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Because He has ALWAYS always been enough&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-1694305857945344090?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1694305857945344090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1694305857945344090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1694305857945344090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1694305857945344090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2011/04/consumed.html' title='Fire In the Bones'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0ORiY6y4co/Sj-sccvg6xI/AAAAAAAAAjM/cuaazn9Giu8/s72-c/overflowing+cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3723621445077779453</id><published>2010-06-12T22:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T17:59:51.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Speech that made us proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I would want to post this speech and the following reflections up as a reminder and lesson. As my cadets days finally comes to an end, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Torrents of gratitude, appreciation and thankfulness keeps flowing in my heart. The moments, training, hardships, victories and more importantly, people. Wrong... the BROTHERS whom we shed blood tears and sweat together.&lt;/span&gt;&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Coming into 59th EOCC, fresh from Infantry training in Service Term, the truth is that the 73 of us didn't know what to expect. We hadn't heard much about Engineers before that; in fact, many of us didn't put Engineers as our first choice. As the course progressed, we grew increasingly confused. I mean, what do Combat Engineers really do?&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcftmUeRQI/AAAAAAAAAvs/bzdlqaYUipU/s1600/30460_1418450073901_1612111705_1051531_4228178_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcftmUeRQI/AAAAAAAAAvs/bzdlqaYUipU/s320/30460_1418450073901_1612111705_1051531_4228178_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487389539215230210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Often we wondered if we were just infantry , perhaps able to build bigger wire obstacles, clear minefields faster, perform demolition tasks, but ultimately with smaller guns&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;During AE phase, we thought that we were armour with our tracks, wheels and mobility with more stores, but less firepower.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;For awhile some of us CBRE cadets began to think, perhaps we're some kind of non-conventional ops taskforce doing work that no one really knows about.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;At our lowest points, though, we felt that all we would ever be doing was support. Supports arms supporting the manoeuvre in their action. No combat. No Fun. And alot of studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcgfTdmpqI/AAAAAAAAAwM/F0q6V7JdQEk/s1600/37243_459101473221_730178221_6149165_7972180_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcgfTdmpqI/AAAAAAAAAwM/F0q6V7JdQEk/s320/37243_459101473221_730178221_6149165_7972180_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487390393146713762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Even towards the end of the course, after our summary exercises during Crescendo, many of us were still searching. Where was the chiong sua and adrenaline? Where were the defining moments, a bangalore breaching the wire before the charge or the successful capture of objective after a quick flank at dawn? Where were the events that all of us could gather round? At the end of the day, we realised the truth, there were none.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcfuHMme4I/AAAAAAAAAv0/er-RfTEarpA/s1600/CBsuit19184d-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcfuHMme4I/AAAAAAAAAv0/er-RfTEarpA/s320/CBsuit19184d-07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487389548040584066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;We realised that 5 specialisations that made too many for your typical run-of-the-mill course summex. We realised that the amount of equipment, the types of ops we learnt about, though they were all interesting in their own way, they were just too many, too diverse. But in fact, the traits we pride ourselves on, physical and mental endurance, meticulous planning &amp;amp; creative thinking, and good teamwork, were all built up day by day, week by week; exercise by exercise.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;So what 59EOCC found instead was that each of us had our own moments. For some, it was the sense of accomplishment when a 100m wire obstacle was set up properly or when the platoon finally finished a 12am to 6am minefield. It could have been a sect comm deploying a Class 30 after 5 tries in the noon sun to provide mobility for vehicles or it could have been finishing a short track way bridge 4min on our first try to that infantry could cross gaps.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcfuf7MkyI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ykT4U6bQAKA/s1600/eod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcfuf7MkyI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ykT4U6bQAKA/s320/eod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487389554678469410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Maybe it was wearing a bomb-suit for the first time, defusing an IED under pressure. Maybe it was completing a 4km MOPP4 route march in the required hour to condition ourselves to chemical warfare. Maybe riding a boat or an M3G, the wind blowing in our faces as we prepared for force projection across water bodies.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcfuo_CxII/AAAAAAAAAwE/EJuPo23aLtM/s1600/25apr07_news.-imindefParsSub-0001-TextImage.imindefParsSubtextimage.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcfuo_CxII/AAAAAAAAAwE/EJuPo23aLtM/s320/25apr07_news.-imindefParsSub-0001-TextImage.imindefParsSubtextimage.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487389557110523010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 196px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;For some, defining moments were about finishing a complex operations like protect works for explosives; for others, simple things were enough to make an impact. For some, defining moments were happy moments; for others, they were sad. But we came to realise that even as the course defined us, the cadets of 59 EOCC we defined our own course as well, through all the experiences, big and small, easy and painful, happy and sad, that we had.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;So finally we found the answer. This is what Engineers are about - embracing unity in all our colourful diversity and for us, this unity is as simple as the bonds that we built together, the memories we created together, all the time we shared as a wing. Our course didn't happen with a single exercise or a single defining moment; it was built like an engineering task, advancing and overcoming each little obstacle over the 21 weeks till we finally found ourselves here.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcftCc76VI/AAAAAAAAAvk/1v9y6axx7dc/s1600/36414_418417236968_521396968_4816612_3201332_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcftCc76VI/AAAAAAAAAvk/1v9y6axx7dc/s320/36414_418417236968_521396968_4816612_3201332_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487389529587050834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I greatly appreciate Hui Mun for this, as he reminded me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;it isn't just the defining moments and circumstances that bring the best out of me. But my best defining each moment and circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt; I stand proud to be his brother, and fellow Engineer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/28703686-3723621445077779453?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3723621445077779453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3723621445077779453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3723621445077779453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3723621445077779453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2010/06/speech-that-made-us-proud.html' title='A Speech that made us proud'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/TCcftmUeRQI/AAAAAAAAAvs/bzdlqaYUipU/s72-c/30460_1418450073901_1612111705_1051531_4228178_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8938510199184342769</id><published>2010-04-30T16:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T17:59:16.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gradual Increase in Force</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S9qpVEMg10I/AAAAAAAAAvM/DhxnkWQdVAU/s1600/18754_1210752673831_1379165623_30469128_4232401_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S9qpVEMg10I/AAAAAAAAAvM/DhxnkWQdVAU/s320/18754_1210752673831_1379165623_30469128_4232401_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465867277136090946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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: medium;"&gt;EX CRESCENDO, the final phase of an officer cadet. The A levels for a JC student. The last 100m of the marathon. This is the final assessment to test our knowledge, capability, leadership, mental toughness and our spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Crescendo, a word associated to music, "a gradual increasing in volume, loudness and force" speaks loads on the coming exercise how difficult it will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; The pressure, stress and little sleep will not only push us more to our limits but to sharpen the character within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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: medium;"&gt;This is my last shout as a cadet, my last sprint. To lead inspiring command, to excel in all I do, to overcome not just obstacles but  my struggles. To be once again having appointment is both perplexing and humbling. I have gotten appointment ever since BMT, to be in charge and hopefully blazing a trial. Platoon Commander in OCS, PT IC in ETI, Store IC in CBRE and now Platoon Commander in this exercise. Worse, staying long periods being in charge really makes u be stretched more and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S9qpVu2YCtI/AAAAAAAAAvU/efhNnLz38yQ/s1600/4475160167_069c925b92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S9qpVu2YCtI/AAAAAAAAAvU/efhNnLz38yQ/s320/4475160167_069c925b92.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465867288585964242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Never to back down blessing, Never surrender to circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; To train aggressively to have that mentality was humbling and it was only forged as me being a leader. Seeing new purpose and freshness in what I do, God was right, there is a time for everything, I will know when I am finished with this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I believe the appointment holders for this Exercise will be further tested for the Sword of Honour/ Merit Calibre or the Engineer Officer Advance Course. If I manage to be part of this range of leaders I will be an OC/Captain of a Company for NSman in future. Its not just a higher rank but a higher platform to be a blessing, a wider sphere of influence to be an inspiration. Thus I will not waste such an opportunity.&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: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S9qpV-Hgr5I/AAAAAAAAAvc/CHQmUgH61Jc/s1600/3181504671_b86fa1ba61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S9qpV-Hgr5I/AAAAAAAAAvc/CHQmUgH61Jc/s320/3181504671_b86fa1ba61.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465867292684365714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pray for me guys, I will go there foaming but come back victorious. Its not just being tested but me be sharpen into character. Its not just my capabilities but me needing God. Its not just me excelling but me advancing his Kingdom. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&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/28703686-8938510199184342769?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8938510199184342769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8938510199184342769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8938510199184342769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8938510199184342769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2010/04/gradual-increase-in-force.html' title='Gradual Increase in Force'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S9qpVEMg10I/AAAAAAAAAvM/DhxnkWQdVAU/s72-c/18754_1210752673831_1379165623_30469128_4232401_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-5494318342619877867</id><published>2010-04-17T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:31:12.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.enjoyart.com/library/subjects/sports_hobby/large/challenge_skier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 504px; height: 395px;" src="http://www.enjoyart.com/library/subjects/sports_hobby/large/challenge_skier.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I cant help but demand a challenge...A desire, reinforced by my call. I am not satisfied by what I am already doing... Lord, I want to do more. See more. Live more.&lt;/span&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/28703686-5494318342619877867?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/5494318342619877867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=5494318342619877867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/5494318342619877867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/5494318342619877867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-desire.html' title='My Desire'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1537171847338800479</id><published>2010-03-26T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T22:50:25.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bruised Reed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S6zJhjFtL_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/F5CiRYRNZ3o/s1600/bruised-reed-he-will-not-break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S6zJhjFtL_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/F5CiRYRNZ3o/s320/bruised-reed-he-will-not-break.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452954827030867954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Once a tall reed now slanted and bent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Could u hear her cries, her laments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Seeking hands strong and tender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Is there such power and splendour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;A Saviour ran and came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;A love so sure, taking all the shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Her life has changed, once again tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now her desire is to live like Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;More and More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-1537171847338800479?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1537171847338800479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1537171847338800479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1537171847338800479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1537171847338800479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2010/03/bruised-reed.html' title='A Bruised Reed'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S6zJhjFtL_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/F5CiRYRNZ3o/s72-c/bruised-reed-he-will-not-break.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3848257512852161748</id><published>2010-02-07T00:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:07:37.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S22hWQnxfeI/AAAAAAAAAu8/V3vttSb-nZE/s1600-h/man_praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  font-weight: bold; font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Among all my thoughts, all my wants, all my feelings. I have only ONE desire and thats to do the will of God, to project &amp;amp; advance His Kingdom, to respond His Call for my life. Weirdly, I question myself, why am I feeling like this? Is it right? Don't my needs matter? What about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S22hWQnxfeI/AAAAAAAAAu8/V3vttSb-nZE/s320/man_praying.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435177729097039330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Slowly, progressively I am starting to feel something I never felt before. To be so consumed, To want to be so focus in doing what I have to do, who I have to BE. But among all this, did I lose myself? Lose my needs? Is it right? Is this who I have to be?&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Sometimes I wish I do not need to need... BUT No...It is because of God I have my needs in the first place. Nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;ds are powerful, important and essential. On what perspective do I see needs? Do I need to fool around? Do I need to live for my own? No...I need Him, I need to steady myself, I need to do His Will, I need the people around me, I need to love, hope and believe. I need... to need. IF I do not need Need... I do not need God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-3848257512852161748?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3848257512852161748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3848257512852161748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3848257512852161748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3848257512852161748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2010/02/consumed.html' title='Consumed'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/S22hWQnxfeI/AAAAAAAAAu8/V3vttSb-nZE/s72-c/man_praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4551344662433943697</id><published>2009-12-24T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:24:42.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Service Term: Service Doesn't end here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: italic; font-family:'lucida grande', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;My service term has officially ended, being posted to Combat Engineer vocation, different environment and a whole new set of training. To b honest, I am shocked and doubtful is this suitable for me? My instructors, buddies and myself were sure I would get Infantry not because I am capable but because I am passionate in being in the front lines of the war inspiring command and control on my men, charging up mountains. But God has different plans, and I struggled unable to comprehend HIS ways. But you know what... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Who am I to say my plans for myself or ways are higher than His? He made me, He called me, HE chose me to do my part for the desert I be placed...&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', serif;color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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', serif;color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SzOVUKv-p1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/Lnnyw9CtgL4/s1600-h/feb.Par.0015.Image.gif.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SzOVUKv-p1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/Lnnyw9CtgL4/s320/feb.Par.0015.Image.gif.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418838950372353874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: underline;"&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', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ut it's important that I must ask WHY. Two years ago, I be satisfied by just obeying, but I believe God has raise me to the level of faith that I do not just obey but a NEED TO UNDERSTAND HIM. Obeying raises your faith, understanding Him raises u as a whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; And I believe for that answer to come I must do well, excel and respond to the call which He gave me&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:'lucida grande', serif;color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SzOVT_nAtXI/AAAAAAAAAus/yRjE9hSuRVk/s1600-h/17433_389078885252_526955252_10214379_2685030_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SzOVT_nAtXI/AAAAAAAAAus/yRjE9hSuRVk/s320/17433_389078885252_526955252_10214379_2685030_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418838947381949810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;My time in Golf Wing has really been fruitful, I made alot of friends that I can depend on with my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Supporting each other, accomplishing objectives selflessly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;sacrificing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; for the benefit of the  platoon. Such times are like the light among the darkness. One particular friend Hairul a half Malay I say half because he is malay yet nothing like malay. He's interesting because hes somebody I can trust with my life. How the last &amp;amp; biggest Mission of our term, he was Platoon Sarge and i am Platoon Commander how we coordinate, plan and lead really was enjoyable. Concidentally, both of us were the top 2 in the service term. Although we went separate ways, and wanted to get into guards together. I am sure he will do well even if all the chiongsters are not there with him.&lt;/span&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&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:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Forging ahead on the next Professional term, setting the new goals due to the unexpectant plan from God. I am determined the be the Thirst Quencher among all the explosives and chemicals users. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Officership has become a lifestyle and build ontop of my foundation being a Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Its a lifestyle that cause  to u be a role model to the society with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;deteriorating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; morales to possess good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; To  make and be the difference. Lord...thank u still for this opportunity and platform to serve U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&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/28703686-4551344662433943697?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4551344662433943697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4551344662433943697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4551344662433943697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4551344662433943697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/12/service-term-service-doesnt-end-here.html' title='Service Term: Service Doesn&apos;t end here'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SzOVUKv-p1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/Lnnyw9CtgL4/s72-c/feb.Par.0015.Image.gif.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4634707524380868237</id><published>2009-11-28T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T17:55:04.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Can I Not Respond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SxDzOa0GA_I/AAAAAAAAAuk/koyrgrUlFLc/s1600/166516857_ed96d82ce7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SxDzOa0GA_I/AAAAAAAAAuk/koyrgrUlFLc/s320/166516857_ed96d82ce7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409090581513503730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When u call, How can I not respond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Be the oasis, in the desert&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:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Believing for rain, among all the hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Building a legacy, hands stretched to the weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Refreshing the weary, when times seem bleak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Strengthening the drained, when victory is near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Standing with the timid, conquering all fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lord I answer, How can I Quit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;As I lay my life my all at your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;By his grace, every word he place in my heart doesn't comes out just poetry but as a response to my salvation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-4634707524380868237?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4634707524380868237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4634707524380868237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4634707524380868237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4634707524380868237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-can-i-not-respond.html' title='How Can I Not Respond'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SxDzOa0GA_I/AAAAAAAAAuk/koyrgrUlFLc/s72-c/166516857_ed96d82ce7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7511054875954425356</id><published>2009-11-15T14:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:43:58.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Its great to have the opportunity to sit down with Josh once again to catch up and share. Its important as I gain new insight, clarity of the call I was given especially when one is so drained. I am further convinced THIS IS HIS WILL FOR ME. The Oasis in the desert. The Thirst Quencher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After the field camp 10 days of rigorous training planning and the one hour sleep nights, I came back drained and weary. Furthermore I was initially charged of 14 days of removal of privileges. My prayer was survival mode, my blazing fire was a smoldering wick. I could press on, I persevere like how I am trained. But NO I did not embrace the struggle the call, I am not appreciating the lesson God is teaching "How do u get refreshed?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sv-h7Wub2uI/AAAAAAAAAuc/7qnNhxwTLOQ/s1600-h/381824014_9e22ad5cd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sv-h7Wub2uI/AAAAAAAAAuc/7qnNhxwTLOQ/s320/381824014_9e22ad5cd2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404216118952581858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ironically, Josh lead me to the passage where Jesus asked for water and how this Samaritan Woman became among the first evangelist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"My Food" said Jesus, "is to do the will of him who sent me to finish his work" My refreshment is..... doing the will of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;... Weird? Maybe...Hard to accept. Perhaps. But it's God's word and thats all I need to hang on to. I can testify its true when one does HIS work he gets refreshed, as you pray for the soldier beside u, u get fired up. When one needs help, your hand if the first to be there, your spirit is engaged &amp;amp; strengthen. I am reminded, my call is not done. He is the living water which I draw, I am refreshed by doing the work he call me. Lord, once again I am the drink offering being poured out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&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/28703686-7511054875954425356?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7511054875954425356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7511054875954425356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7511054875954425356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7511054875954425356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/11/refreshing.html' title='Refreshing!'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sv-h7Wub2uI/AAAAAAAAAuc/7qnNhxwTLOQ/s72-c/381824014_9e22ad5cd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4673740995800012832</id><published>2009-10-31T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:58:32.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oasis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Where are the green pastures? Where is the quiet waters? Lord have I heard wrong? Am I not to build an oasis in the desert or BE that oasis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How am I to quench the thirst of men when I AM THIRSTING for your Majesty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Suwx_EqpkAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/9CRus7_3m8s/s1600-h/mc041_Desert_Oasis_copy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Suwx_EqpkAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/9CRus7_3m8s/s320/mc041_Desert_Oasis_copy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398745012964528130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I asked these questions not because I am losing my faith, I ask because I am challenging it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Green pastures are traded for wilderness. Quiet waters are traded for desert. I do not need to see it I do not need to see the miracles to believe it but the least I ask is I NEED TO SEE U. I am excited because its so challenging and tough. Yet so weary n drained because there's nothing to be encouraged.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&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:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Suw0Nte-vUI/AAAAAAAAAuU/51K8FWs9v6M/s1600-h/3060088478_f02c1df049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Suw0Nte-vUI/AAAAAAAAAuU/51K8FWs9v6M/s320/3060088478_f02c1df049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398747463462862146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;If I am to endure, discipline and survive my way through I am sure this is more than possible. To live surviving, not doing anything about the environment I am in. But I cant do it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Because simply HE  has called me "I AM TO BE THE THIRST QUENCHER." To take the narrow road, to embrace the struggle, to answer the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-4673740995800012832?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4673740995800012832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4673740995800012832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4673740995800012832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4673740995800012832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/10/oasis.html' title='Oasis'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Suwx_EqpkAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/9CRus7_3m8s/s72-c/mc041_Desert_Oasis_copy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7046444619920137498</id><published>2009-10-18T13:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:33:58.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Service Phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-size:medium;"&gt;Basil Pennington once said "When you throw a stone into a pond, the stone will create ripples that reach to the shore all around. But only when the pond is quiet and still, the arrival of the stone can be read over the entire surface. If the pond is not still, when the water is tossed and ruffled, the arrival of the stone will go undetected."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/StrgB0sBRjI/AAAAAAAAAuE/WCH7tLC0Hqw/s1600-h/prayer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/StrgB0sBRjI/AAAAAAAAAuE/WCH7tLC0Hqw/s320/prayer1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393869825657357874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The pond being your life, the stones being the voice of God, his touch or miracles. Am i troubles by the waves of commotion, choppy from the turbulence of doing things. Have I LOST the tranquility due to busyness too little sleep that its hard to discern the pebble when it is being thrown.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;My time in OCS has started, being demanding in its nature, being appointed as Platoon Commander during this time, my stillness has been tested. The hassle and brussel of things, the call to serve, the need of getting things done. With sleep being so precious, I still have to excel in all I do, keeping the standards of my platoon and myself, to give my all. Times are different I can no longer be at Starbucks spending hours seeking, hearing. &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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;Even though my prayer and quiet time disicpline is still there, but theres little stillness, the ripples of life are still ruffling. The voice of God is silent, his touch seem so distant.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Stillness is sometimes not what I can do but the condition of my heart. At times I do not hear or feel him I have to ask myself. Am I still persevering in seeking him? Am I still focus on him and his kingdom EVEN when the waters are still tossing. Am I still able to hear him or have his attention?&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/StrgBV-i2II/AAAAAAAAAt8/LU1HGjcef3U/s320/759210960_e5cbd1de5e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393869817413556354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px; " /&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Thus what would God do? God being who he is, waves doesn't stop him. He either throws a big mountain into the sea to get your attention or he simply calms the waves. That's the God I know. One whom comes at inconvenient times, who wants your attention, who loves u too much to leave u alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&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(255, 255, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He has been so good to me, even when it seems I have no time to talk to him. He finds me and never let me go. And He reaffirms... Yr spirituality, worship and stillness will be in the midst of your actions and NOT in the little time I can give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;NOW MORE IMPORTANTLY CONGRATULATIONS to the beautiful couple Joshua Kwah and Nirelle Kwah. :) Cant wait to see the new season they are going to have, the love they will give and the joy they will experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/StrgA9e8xJI/AAAAAAAAAt0/HP_SwHiiad0/s1600-h/7531_309323545651_771650651_9146474_7469421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/StrgA9e8xJI/AAAAAAAAAt0/HP_SwHiiad0/s320/7531_309323545651_771650651_9146474_7469421_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393869810838586514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&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/28703686-7046444619920137498?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7046444619920137498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7046444619920137498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7046444619920137498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7046444619920137498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/10/service-phase.html' title='Service Phase'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/StrgB0sBRjI/AAAAAAAAAuE/WCH7tLC0Hqw/s72-c/prayer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8966910928162716178</id><published>2009-09-17T17:48:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T15:38:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Phase: Officer Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Its the end of my 2 months of BMT, a new phase will start soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I just got into Officer Cadet School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; But not before  I say more I am here to say to my Lord, u been so real, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;the side when u are so good and the side when you were firm with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;. I have seen, experience and know of how he has worked through and in me during this season BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY in my bunk mates has as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;One of such incident was that during the 4th IPPT(For the failures) a buddy of mine being fearful about his results. ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; The spot where the Sirs and recruits around boldly ask me to pray for him during the test. I was dumbfounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;, how can I not smile with such an opportunity (although I freaked out) Followed by him another came as well and both were &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;non-Christian&lt;/span&gt;s...People coming to church, Being an encouragement there, Being able to transform not just their mindset but hopefully character. So much opportunities that it was God that gave me the victories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;How can I have such favour? I am just a willing man...&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(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SrUQUZDxwOI/AAAAAAAAAsc/fBCkDe1cXvA/s1600-h/170303418_1788c820c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SrUQUZDxwOI/AAAAAAAAAsc/fBCkDe1cXvA/s320/170303418_1788c820c3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383226872101454050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;To be honest I am abit intimidated by OCS because there seem to be so much stories that makes it sound so daunting. The insane punishments to crazy outfields, doubt starts to lingers and question me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Am I really able to do it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Its been a long time since the Ironman I ask myself this question and its REFRESHING because I know.... Lord I need your faith in me. And AMAZINGLY this came to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mark 9&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-size:medium;"&gt;"If u can do anything, take pity on us and help us"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"If you can?" said Jesus " Everything is possible for him who believe." Immediately the boy's father exclaimed," I do believe; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;HELP ME OVERCOME MY UNBELIEF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SrUQVMEu6pI/AAAAAAAAAss/7QQ906IoKTs/s1600-h/3081166407_e9a6e134c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SrUQVMEu6pI/AAAAAAAAAss/7QQ906IoKTs/s320/3081166407_e9a6e134c8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383226885795670674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Than what happen next? As expected Jesus commanded the spirit to come out and saved the boy. How often we are like that father, doubting not just in His but in OUR own gifts or abilities or PLATFORM. and what does he do? H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;e simply helps u overcome yr unbelief by doing a MIRACLE ... maybe in u, through u or in others through others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SrUQUsec2uI/AAAAAAAAAsk/fSkyvqmTcVU/s1600-h/3308767088_f09d7ef7f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SrUQUsec2uI/AAAAAAAAAsk/fSkyvqmTcVU/s320/3308767088_f09d7ef7f3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383226877313604322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lord... All I do All I say All I think All I am... I commit once again to you and the call you gave me. Thirst Quencher among the Leaders. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;OCS (Only Clowns will Survive) I say Overcome &amp;amp; Conquer your Struggles&lt;/span&gt;. Here we go again see u all in a short 3 weeks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-8966910928162716178?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8966910928162716178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8966910928162716178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8966910928162716178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8966910928162716178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/09/next-phase-officer-training.html' title='The Next Phase: Officer Training'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SrUQUZDxwOI/AAAAAAAAAsc/fBCkDe1cXvA/s72-c/170303418_1788c820c3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-837768312721959711</id><published>2009-09-05T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T01:16:31.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SqFDYZrWzBI/AAAAAAAAAsU/pYzsdCJrzkM/s1600-h/Victory.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SqFDYZrWzBI/AAAAAAAAAsU/pYzsdCJrzkM/s320/Victory.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377653516545739794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am proud that I could give my parents VIP seats for the Graduating Ceremony of Basic Military training. But behind the achievement, behind the award, I can only being thankful of God's goodness, be grateful of my platoon's support. To me there are things just more important than this award but I know... Its for me... I am grateful. Its a different season, but being a Better Ma&lt;/span&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-837768312721959711?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/837768312721959711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=837768312721959711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/837768312721959711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/837768312721959711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/09/grateful.html' title='Grateful'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SqFDYZrWzBI/AAAAAAAAAsU/pYzsdCJrzkM/s72-c/Victory.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1668570240994784165</id><published>2009-08-23T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:10:51.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There are situations or victories that encourages you in life, for me this week its been a whole list. Getting gold for IPPT, completing SOC in good time and alive, improving not just physically but being moulded in character. All I can only point back to God's greatness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SpDqJdA_Q_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/KA2hIZJqXdo/s320/3373.p15-circleprayer.jpg.image.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373051803581498354" /&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;But the cream of the crop is this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Rallied the Christians and started a prayer group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; Met more than 3 times this week not just to pray for ourselves but for God's purposes reveal to us, his presents to be given to us and his presence to be with us. A group of 6 being intentional to stand in the gap, to be the salt and light and to be the beacon of light, hope and love in a dry and difficult arena. How can I not give thanks? &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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;I remember to be a Thirst Quencher, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;a call is to create a culture of encouragement. Not jsut to encourage but TO BE encouraged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Lord U are Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-1668570240994784165?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1668570240994784165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1668570240994784165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1668570240994784165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1668570240994784165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/08/encouragement.html' title='Encouragement'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SpDqJdA_Q_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/KA2hIZJqXdo/s72-c/3373.p15-circleprayer.jpg.image.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2074383543878329906</id><published>2009-08-08T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:46:31.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilderness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;When one describes wilderness what is it like? Trees? Boars? Annoying insects? Perharps but lets talk about something more through my outfield xperience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&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: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sn7SZOti3kI/AAAAAAAAAsE/e8DsT19QyXo/s1600-h/3140090424_e489d2f824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sn7SZOti3kI/AAAAAAAAAsE/e8DsT19QyXo/s320/3140090424_e489d2f824.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367959136759897666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you do not know yet I am already botak and defending my country. It has been a month, adapting to the training, people and lifestyle. As said in my previous post, I am sure my time there is not just a time of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;counting the days but making the days count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Outfield (basically a week in the jungle with missions and heavy training WITH NO BATHING FACILITIES ETC) as said by Josh is the crucible of every Recruit and I understand why. if one stress threshold isnt high, he may break emotionally and physically. Face always kissing the floor, rifles always on our ankles and our hands with blood. It's no suprise that I see people break. The wilderness of the heart, no control, no drive, worse...no hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sn7SYw60pYI/AAAAAAAAAr8/aOJgTSUXAeg/s1600-h/331013979_69fb99c830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sn7SYw60pYI/AAAAAAAAAr8/aOJgTSUXAeg/s320/331013979_69fb99c830.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367959128762525058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;My time in wild was not just one memorable but one that sharpens my senses, character and mindset. To always think of the welfare of the platoon but yet balancing out the necessary push that they need. Encouraging them through each trial but on the same time challenging them to do it right. The 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; day was truly the test for me as my worst was shown on that day, as fatigue and pain overtake me. I was quieter less joyful, unable to help my buddies when I could no get the job done well discourages me more. Wilderness has taken over my heart but at the same time a ray of light was shone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The best of me during that week was on that same day as well, as one of my section mate was down and in tears while high-kneeling, 2 buddies and myself supported him up TO stay in position as he was going down. This image was instill in my mind, this is how it should be like. This is what I am here to do. I was also reminded as water was little I offered all to my buddies, It was a symbollic and prophetic act that I am reminded once again I AM A THIRST QUENCHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The night was solemn as all were in tears reading the letters of our love ones. Missing home, having a new appreciation of our loved ones and the comfort we have. I really appreciate those people who wrote the letters as they empower me through the week. Update more soon. Sit Test This week :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/28703686-2074383543878329906?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2074383543878329906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2074383543878329906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2074383543878329906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2074383543878329906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/08/wilderness.html' title='Wilderness'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sn7SZOti3kI/AAAAAAAAAsE/e8DsT19QyXo/s72-c/3140090424_e489d2f824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4818497866263162233</id><published>2009-07-08T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:03:41.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirst Quencher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Its gonna be some time before I blog again because by the time u see this I should be on my way serving the nation. As I prepare for the next two years ahead, the word I received from God on my birthday for me was this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); "&gt;1 Chronicles 11:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); "&gt;David longed for water and said," Oh, that someone would get me a drink of water from the well near the gate of Bethlehem!" So the Three broke through the Philistine lines, drew water from the well near the gate of Bethlehem and carried it back to David.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SkHspUF9lZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/3E7jxMewMqQ/s1600-h/577429359_d1822ea056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SkHspUF9lZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/3E7jxMewMqQ/s320/577429359_d1822ea056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350818026805368210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Reading Chronicles has always been tiring and mundane, yet somehow as the Holy Spirit teaches, this verse was pressed into my heart. (So exciting knowing God's inspired word from new perspectives and understanding) As I spend those times with him, seeking, discerning he unravel the meaning of the verse to me. Speaking what this new season is about. The season of quenching thirst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Satisfying thirst - To be like the Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I think about it thirst can be categorised into spiritual thirst and physical thirst. Spiritual thirst consist of a thirst for purpose, joy, love, righteousness and justice. Physical thirst consist of poverty, physical needs in their/family lives. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The call is simple, to meet the needs of the men, committed to the well-being, being that blessing and encouragement to them. Quenching the thirsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlIwyjgTPrI/AAAAAAAAArM/rva1E49rzJ0/s1600-h/4181_196204285252_526955252_6757562_2778255_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlIwyjgTPrI/AAAAAAAAArM/rva1E49rzJ0/s320/4181_196204285252_526955252_6757562_2778255_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355396551979253426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;2) Creating the Environment of selflessness -  To be among the Mighty men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(Last pic with hair) Those 3 were concern of the welfare of David. He didn't order or requested water but it was a complain, a whine. And these Three pounced into action, battling down the Philistines to draw water. The philistines of this age would be principalities, mundaness, shallow thinking, norm conforming and diluted morals/values.  Yenn asked me as I share my word, How am I able to do it? To be honest I think there r no concrete solutions but really powerful methods  to create an environment of selflessness? Be aware and sensitive, to excel (as I become good at something I would be in a better position to help) and being the example are just the tip of the iceberg. I have to live it out, respond to my salvation and be that salt &amp;amp; light.&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3) Recognizing my value - To be like David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;In this perspective, I see myself as David. The one in need, the one thirsting. And the 3 represents the Trinity. How they broke through hell to fill that void in my heart or satisfying my thirst. David response was he poured it out before someone more deserving which is to God. And this SHOULD be my response that I offer and pour out my heart back to them or to the people. Always remember this because I believe this is really the call in each area of our lives and that is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"To be saved cost me nothing, to be a disciple will cost me everything."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlSnGtmRWxI/AAAAAAAAAr0/xK80HB0TC3A/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlSnGtmRWxI/AAAAAAAAAr0/xK80HB0TC3A/s320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356089590611532562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 186px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;wanted to go in with a Physical goal just like my Ironman, but I decided to go in with a spiritual one this year. The reason being, I can be very goal driven, good side is regardless of obstacles or discouragement (by God's grace and encouragement) I b persevering or discipline enough to  achieve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  The&lt;/span&gt; bad side, I can b so consumed with it that I missed out the important thing, which is the People.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Luke 2:52 And Jesus grew in wisdom and stature and in favor with God and men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Stature means high level of respect gained by impressive development and achievement. And with my spiritual goal in place,  being the best or running faster or winning people the physical goals will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlIwy3hb1EI/AAAAAAAAArU/61X9h5qW8X4/s1600-h/2901456918_c5cccd6238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlIwy3hb1EI/AAAAAAAAArU/61X9h5qW8X4/s320/2901456918_c5cccd6238.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355396557352719426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lastly my encouragement to all of you is this, EVEN as u pour out your water to them, using your own water to fight the overwhelming fire.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;BUT GOD SENDS THE RAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(I wonder how this can speak to u because it slingshots me to what's ahead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&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(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Guys this is the end of my sermon, See u all soon. :D I will have and be the testimony there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I am a Thirst Quencher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/28703686-4818497866263162233?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4818497866263162233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4818497866263162233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4818497866263162233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4818497866263162233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/07/thirst-quencher.html' title='Thirst Quencher'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SkHspUF9lZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/3E7jxMewMqQ/s72-c/577429359_d1822ea056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4751927765511843509</id><published>2009-07-07T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:47:19.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is smoking a sin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I try to keep this short as possible, I have been a spree writing "sermon-like" posts because experienced alot of very refreshing teachings. My dear friend Fideliaaaaa a.k.a Fee the Sky Slammer, Sky Shooter and Sky Conqueror, love to discuss with me and knows that I have a knack for theological questions. So she asked me whether Smoking is a sin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlJGQ53_A-I/AAAAAAAAArc/E5r0lxjJ860/s1600-h/287657655_04650d32d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlJGQ53_A-I/AAAAAAAAArc/E5r0lxjJ860/s320/287657655_04650d32d1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420163124429794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); "&gt;So we are going to discuss and share what people love and will say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;1. Smoking is never stated in the bible&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes its true, its not stated&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;2. Theres alot of perspectives why smoking can be or is a sin (I have no jurisdiction to say what is right or wrong neither do alot of people. BUT I am say the answer that makes the most sense)&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes Smoking is a sin. Because!&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;a) IF Smoking harms u (which we know it does), and if u believe 1 Corinthians holds true, our Body is a holy vessel and temple of the Lord. It goes against what Paul is teaching, and how does it benefit u if it physically harms u?&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;b)IF Smoking is an addiction (which we also know it is), shouldn't we be living life free from bondage? Again 1 Corinthians say  We will not be mastered by anything, Or another word it says we will not be brought under the power of any. If Christ truly set us free from bondage. Why live it any longer through a stick? Addiction doesn't benefit.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;c) IF smoking really helps to destress, give pleasure or bond with other people. My question is this, do u really need a burning stick to achieve all that? Why do people who dun smoke is healthier and seem to be as vibrant physically, socially and mentally?&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;3. Last point perhaps the most important. EVEN GOD doesn't say anything about smoking literally, directly in the bible but does that mean you do not apply christian principles to your life?&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(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlJGRYdz3UI/AAAAAAAAArs/tb8Kk0Tt2ag/s1600-h/anti-smoking-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlJGRYdz3UI/AAAAAAAAArs/tb8Kk0Tt2ag/s320/anti-smoking-26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420171336146242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Smoking is not a moral issue or an ethical one so Christians SHOULD not say it is especially when its such a gray issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now I can say all this points and find ways to argue it, because I LOVE to argue against my own understanding and reasons, to test whether its true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But I believe this is the argument which made the MOST sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlJGRAYoGWI/AAAAAAAAArk/aij7BuPaDD8/s1600-h/anti-smoking-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlJGRAYoGWI/AAAAAAAAArk/aij7BuPaDD8/s320/anti-smoking-25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355420164871952738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;While Fee the Sky slayer, pointed out something which I didn't dare to say because of its consequence. Fee got iron guts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Everything that is not addressed directly in the bible IS SUBJECTIVE but what is your personal conviction?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Now please understand our stand, we are ONLY talking about gray issues (Clubbing, in appropriate clothing, excessive drinking, and my favorite Non-christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; relationships)&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So we as humans THINK we very smart, A + B = CONFIRM&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Like Permissible &amp;amp; Beneficial + Temple = Shouldn't smoke&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Or Stumbling + Guarding brothers' heart = Shouldn't wear indecently to church&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hahaha super interesting right? Its the same of whether we should wear jeans or shorts to church. Or whether we can date more than one person at a time? The end of the day we have to ask ourselves... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;What's the rationale behind that choice? And would it be Christ-like in my PERSONAL response&lt;/span&gt;&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;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-4751927765511843509?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4751927765511843509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4751927765511843509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4751927765511843509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4751927765511843509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-smoking-sin.html' title='Is smoking a sin?'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SlJGQ53_A-I/AAAAAAAAArc/E5r0lxjJ860/s72-c/287657655_04650d32d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3046452564970850579</id><published>2009-07-04T00:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:08:20.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Just because we do not feel loved, or we do not feel that He's with us doesn't mean its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;  As humans we enjoy Feelings. The sorrow, the pain, the joy and the laughter, its what makes us the image of God, its what makes us more than rocks and pebbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sk49fEGutLI/AAAAAAAAArE/fYHzceMNpt8/s1600-h/3219279710_1a373a7ebb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sk49fEGutLI/AAAAAAAAArE/fYHzceMNpt8/s320/3219279710_1a373a7ebb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354284610877306034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 315px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But the danger is this, which a lot of us stumble upon. Is when we based our logic, knowledge and perspectives on something so inconsistent like feelings. Example, I may not feel loved does that mean I am not loved? No... God's word is still true He love u so much he gave his one and only son. Our faith can be so established because its on something so consistent and secure like His word or His love or His faith for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sk49ekYPu0I/AAAAAAAAAq8/qXmVqfp2AkQ/s1600-h/1452191017_d3a75edd30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sk49ekYPu0I/AAAAAAAAAq8/qXmVqfp2AkQ/s320/1452191017_d3a75edd30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354284602360838978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Which brings me to the next point. The difference of being "in love" and "to love". I remember in my secondary school days a lot of my friends would question us guys why after courting the girl, the passion or zeal to be with her or do things for her dwindles. The answer is because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;eing "IN Love" is a FEELING. It is a noble and beautiful feeling, it moves from just friendship to courtship, the heart racing, the blushing, its the explosion that starts it.  But as glorious as it is, its still a feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Now ceasing being "in love" does not mean ceasing "to love". To love moves from just feelings to things that LASTS that are ETERNAL like commitment, principles, character-development and more importantly towards the purpose that God has intended for both of u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Our morals, virtues, faith can only be established if you based it on something established. So what are u based on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/28703686-3046452564970850579?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3046452564970850579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3046452564970850579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3046452564970850579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3046452564970850579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/07/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sk49fEGutLI/AAAAAAAAArE/fYHzceMNpt8/s72-c/3219279710_1a373a7ebb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7048174128327678298</id><published>2009-06-25T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:10:01.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He keeps my company</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SkOTKfpGVUI/AAAAAAAAAq0/9ddUklQdrBo/s1600-h/2967048385_4cde01988e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SkOTKfpGVUI/AAAAAAAAAq0/9ddUklQdrBo/s320/2967048385_4cde01988e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351282590748136770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes as I stand by the sea, I yearn nothing more than the rain on my face, the sound of waves and the clouds above me. God is so good. He keeps me company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-7048174128327678298?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7048174128327678298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7048174128327678298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7048174128327678298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7048174128327678298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-keeps-my-company.html' title='He keeps my company'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SkOTKfpGVUI/AAAAAAAAAq0/9ddUklQdrBo/s72-c/2967048385_4cde01988e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8056050542583940831</id><published>2009-06-13T21:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:35:37.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SjOnq55ZJaI/AAAAAAAAAqU/uRbe4Dvh29Q/s1600-h/4894_130845405872_556745872_3252703_1361523_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mark 2&lt;br /&gt;Some men came, bringing to him a paralytic, &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(153, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;carried by four of them. Since they could not get him to Jesus because of the crowd, they made an opening in the roof above Jesus and, after digging through it, lowered the mat the paralyzed man was lying on. When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic,” Son, your sins are forgiven.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The word for the season of my life just before army. These four men has taught me alot which I told God this is who I want and need to  be. They possess an irrational commitment and act for the well-being of one person. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); "&gt;I am not here committed to the camp but to the lives of the children. Committed to meet their needs, committed to impart right values but more importantly committed to love.&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt;When the friends brought the paralyzed man Jesus saw their faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); "&gt; It was not the faith of the broken man he saw, but by the faith of the 4 people who brought him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt; And I ask for that same faith, that commitment faith to see the lives of these children touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SjOmVhfNeJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Sq1Yl6-oCOU/s320/4894_130787140872_556745872_3251574_6526242_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346800071315650706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&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: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt;In this camp, the two things I took home was this. One, I am not suppose to just be committed to have faith in my God. Two, Trust sometimes does not need to be earned, but given. During the rope climb and structured experience, one was perilous as their safety could b compromised another was a obstacle of fear in the way of the children. I committed to have faith in my children climbing the rope or putting their hand into the box of insects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); "&gt;To believe they can do it, to believe they are brave that they are more than conquerers.  And they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt; With the sweat on their brows and the tears in their eyes I have seen them overcome. The power I seen to believe in my children, believe for them and more importantly believe with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SjOnq55ZJaI/AAAAAAAAAqU/uRbe4Dvh29Q/s320/4894_130845405872_556745872_3252703_1361523_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346801538156799394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&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: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt;Soon, I realize, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); "&gt;the trust they have for me was not earned but given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt;. As they climb the ropes, I made sure my hands were ready to catch them. These children believed, trusted in me when I did not earn it, when I could fail, when I could just let go. Such faith in a child to believe in someone they barely know. Is it really just because I am an adult or they do not have a choice? Or could it be child-likeness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SjOmV5j7uVI/AAAAAAAAAqM/gvECqaGOF8g/s1600-h/4894_130787690872_556745872_3251662_3845705_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SjOmV5j7uVI/AAAAAAAAAqM/gvECqaGOF8g/s320/4894_130787690872_556745872_3251662_3845705_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346800077777910098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt;The most memorable thing for me during this camp was during the structured experience. Holding the hands of the children, sensing the fear, and struggle in their hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); "&gt;I held their hands and told them, “as long as my hands are here with u, nothing will happen to you.” Most of them trusted, while others requires more courage, but ALL needed hands to hold. And I realize... How am I so like them, in the midst of darkness, fear, uncertainty. He holds my hands, he whispers “as long as I am for you, who can be against u?” Occasionally, I trusted. There were times I shrink. But he still encourages like how we all did for the children. He still held my hand when I feared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-8056050542583940831?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8056050542583940831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8056050542583940831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8056050542583940831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8056050542583940831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/06/tya.html' title='TYA'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SjOmVhfNeJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Sq1Yl6-oCOU/s72-c/4894_130787140872_556745872_3251574_6526242_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3199484411649540278</id><published>2009-05-31T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:13:59.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanning the flame, lifting high your name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;The Peter who denies Christ on the fire on Friday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Will proclaim him with tongues on fire on Sunday Pentecost.&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SiKpfYe_UWI/AAAAAAAAAp8/sMmR14JuTXk/s320/408969089_1bdc145ccb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342018464628298082" /&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;In my heart these days, there has been a fire that can't be tamed. I am not satisfied with the condition of my heart, in the comfort of things, the brokenness around me. I can see it, I can just FEEL sorry about it. But now... What am I gonna do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yearning of Christ-like character, the seeking of wisdom and understanding, the enlarging of my heart. What am I gonna do about it? Hahaha I need some time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; to answer the too many questions in my head, the problem with this I am so caught up with knowing answers, receiving understanding but I do not RESPOND. and stick to being in my own little world in my head. (which scarily I enjoy) So... Sky what are you gonna do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-3199484411649540278?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3199484411649540278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3199484411649540278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3199484411649540278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3199484411649540278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/05/fanning-flame-lifting-high-your-name.html' title='Fanning the flame, lifting high your name'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SiKpfYe_UWI/AAAAAAAAAp8/sMmR14JuTXk/s72-c/408969089_1bdc145ccb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6619333516771899830</id><published>2009-05-25T00:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:27:24.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not right, this is not fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Its been awhile since I got discouraged or got disheartened. Big influence circle, platforms and constant sowing. Yet I still see lives being broken, life's void being filled with poison and values being compromised or rejected. I cried out for them, this is not right, this is not fair. The seeds are sowed, why are the soil so hard, fruits so small or none. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/ShmLAgEZVUI/AAAAAAAAAps/Nq38RrBdAWk/s320/sadness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339451673949066562" /&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, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Have I not impart anything to them? Am I just another nice man? Have I just become a pious man and just that. I grieved, I can take the  discouragement and  labels.&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, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Evil... Sin... Have u ever wonder why a loving God hates it so much? How can it be the same God who died for us, hates. Because simply, it leads to self-destruction. He loves us too much to let us dwell in it longer. It destroys, it ruins, it demolishes life to death. As I pour out my heart, to feel his touch. His voice. "One by One"... One by One...&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, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/ShrUloEKI6I/AAAAAAAAAp0/ERUERTyOSeY/s1600-h/2902139707_5147ddc35b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/ShrUloEKI6I/AAAAAAAAAp0/ERUERTyOSeY/s320/2902139707_5147ddc35b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339814051076252578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Is my love for them not strong enough, hope for them not high enough, faith in them not firm enough? NO! For even a faith as small as a mustard seed moves mountains, I want to save the world, but like Jesus I have to start with one and than to another. It is not Finished. I don't need to see it to believe it. I don't need to see to believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-6619333516771899830?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6619333516771899830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6619333516771899830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6619333516771899830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6619333516771899830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-not-right-this-is-not-fair.html' title='This is not right, this is not fair'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/ShmLAgEZVUI/AAAAAAAAAps/Nq38RrBdAWk/s72-c/sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-644474988054342254</id><published>2009-05-23T19:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:58:36.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the grace limits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&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: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dear Sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&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:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I am writing in response to this morning's request for forgiveness. I'm sorry to inform you that you have reached your quota of sins. Our records shows that since employing our services, you have erred XXXXX in the area of lust, hatred, greed. Your prayer life is substandard when compared to others of like age and circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Shfkse3ENGI/AAAAAAAAApk/jQT1uW-p4HY/s320/489906921_f7913cff88.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338987336120415330" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&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:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Further review reveals tat your understanding of doctrine is in the lower 20 percentile and you have excessive tendencies to stumble and fall. Because of your sins you are a high risk candidate for heaven. You understand that grace has limits. Jesus sends his regrets and kindest regards and hopes that you will find some other form of coverage.&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:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&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:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If grace had limits. If He doesn't dismiss or assume our sin. If his grace wasn't sufficient. This letter is for me. The Peter who denies Christ at tonight's fire  may proclaim him with fire at tomorrow's Pentecost. The power... of grace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/28703686-644474988054342254?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/644474988054342254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=644474988054342254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/644474988054342254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/644474988054342254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-grace-limits.html' title='When the grace limits'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Shfkse3ENGI/AAAAAAAAApk/jQT1uW-p4HY/s72-c/489906921_f7913cff88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-5739752864541985531</id><published>2009-05-02T21:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:20:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SfxMz9FHDjI/AAAAAAAAAok/WCYF3aHkZ9A/s1600-h/2902018229_26aaf45fdd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SfxMz9FHDjI/AAAAAAAAAok/WCYF3aHkZ9A/s400/2902018229_26aaf45fdd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331220514352860722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mark 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Some men came, bringing to him a paralytic, carried by four of them. Since they could not get him to Jesus because of the crowd, they made an opening in the roof above Jesus and after digging through it, lowered the mat the paralyzed man was lying on.&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, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This was the verse that fueled my season of work in Deloitte. These 4 men has something that I want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;They possess and act on an irrational commitment to the well-being of a friend. The mat represents brokenness. I believe this was one of the moments, as when Jesus look up to the hold they met, the sweat and grime over their face. This is humanity in its finest moments. &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, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Bringing my friends to feel the touch of Jesus. Committing to going the extra mile to show love and concern. &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:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SfxM0IlJPpI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Z-JivVWAY-s/s400/IMG_0236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331220517440011922" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SfxMzw2J7tI/AAAAAAAAAos/9e8ocqyzOTY/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SfxMzw2J7tI/AAAAAAAAAos/9e8ocqyzOTY/s400/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331220511068909266" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A lot things have been happening, and this is one of them. I am proud of my juniors which has a newly-formed team of 40 people on paper and 20 regulars coming to train. The team has never gone so big and I am encouraged. This is the legacy I have left behind. Talking to the newly appointed President, his struggles with pressure and expectations are so real and able to relate. We have achieved many, perhaps even too much. To see this legacy to be greater than the last not just on achievements but on character has been my desire. &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, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/28703686-5739752864541985531?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/5739752864541985531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=5739752864541985531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/5739752864541985531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/5739752864541985531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/05/mark-2-some-men-came-bringing-to-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SfxMz9FHDjI/AAAAAAAAAok/WCYF3aHkZ9A/s72-c/2902018229_26aaf45fdd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3931440042864224929</id><published>2009-04-22T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:50:01.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Above Productions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Se8gfQaOBBI/AAAAAAAAAoc/xXcHI1Dy_4k/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Se8gfQaOBBI/AAAAAAAAAoc/xXcHI1Dy_4k/s400/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327512605555557394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-3931440042864224929?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3931440042864224929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3931440042864224929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3931440042864224929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3931440042864224929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-above-productions.html' title='One Above Productions'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Se8gfQaOBBI/AAAAAAAAAoc/xXcHI1Dy_4k/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3902115850436947885</id><published>2009-04-06T21:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:30:07.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoPiTp7MPI/AAAAAAAAAnU/fk4fydtu0xg/s320/PB270032.JPG'/><title type='text'>David's Mighty Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;David's mighty men, Jashobeam, Eleazar, Abishai, Beniah and Ashael. 5 mins with these Christ-Like people and its enough to see Christ in them. In a world, of slanderous talks, venomous discouragement and dissension. This is where I flourish with their guidance, wisdom and testament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoPhwywsiI/AAAAAAAAAnE/PHGkpe9ggbs/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321582982399570466" /&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:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Just like David, I am reminded. As discouragement comes, injustice seems like governing your life or deserts of dryness in the spirit. There are mighty men that broke through the Philistine lines, to draw water for me. Loved by many, Joy of plenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoPiAuhmpI/AAAAAAAAAnM/ARtdtcAvCgA/s1600-h/DSCN0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoPiAuhmpI/AAAAAAAAAnM/ARtdtcAvCgA/s1600-h/DSCN0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRB0b2D8I/AAAAAAAAAoE/MIArSRgiVus/s1600-h/PB270032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRB0b2D8I/AAAAAAAAAoE/MIArSRgiVus/s320/PB270032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321584632644636610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRCI3eFkI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3tyOFFqS7UA/s1600-h/n1528240199_253944_6240118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRCI3eFkI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3tyOFFqS7UA/s320/n1528240199_253944_6240118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321584638129215042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRBj-BKTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/h50Ndvwzag8/s1600-h/n779960726_6471748_7261947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRBj-BKTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/h50Ndvwzag8/s320/n779960726_6471748_7261947.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321584628224567602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRBc_6XmI/AAAAAAAAAn0/_MwLPbuts0A/s1600-h/n779960726_6471753_259703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRBc_6XmI/AAAAAAAAAn0/_MwLPbuts0A/s320/n779960726_6471753_259703.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321584626353462882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRBPp3V7I/AAAAAAAAAns/VoxPljfMbCk/s1600-h/DSCN0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoRBPp3V7I/AAAAAAAAAns/VoxPljfMbCk/s320/DSCN0284.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321584622771328946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-3902115850436947885?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3902115850436947885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3902115850436947885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3902115850436947885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3902115850436947885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/04/davids-mighty-men.html' title='David&apos;s Mighty Men'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdoPhwywsiI/AAAAAAAAAnE/PHGkpe9ggbs/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3169914808142551568</id><published>2009-03-30T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:47:54.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdDMypV7zDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/rfUCZbq8_HQ/s1600-h/275371203_9c9ed017f3.jpg'/><title type='text'>Hands to hold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdDMyEkIP6I/AAAAAAAAAm0/QoYInQDg2bE/s1600-h/80983358_07db762440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdDMyEkIP6I/AAAAAAAAAm0/QoYInQDg2bE/s320/80983358_07db762440.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318976320515358626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I rather go to bed alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;With no hands to hold&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(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No shoulders to lean&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(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No hugs to embrace&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(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No lips to kiss&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(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Than giving up being in this place with my God&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(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Its been some time since I thought about my wife... I am not even attached! Why say marriage? Because I believe love starts from now. I believe a commitment for my love to her whether I know her or not. I believe in having my heart just for her (Haha even with all the damage my heart took, only HE can restore). What better way to express unconditional love now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdDMypV7zDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/rfUCZbq8_HQ/s320/275371203_9c9ed017f3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318976330387934258" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&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:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hahaha ... anyway I really really really...miss her... Whoever that is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/28703686-3169914808142551568?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3169914808142551568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3169914808142551568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3169914808142551568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3169914808142551568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/03/hands-to-hold.html' title='Hands to hold'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SdDMyEkIP6I/AAAAAAAAAm0/QoYInQDg2bE/s72-c/80983358_07db762440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4778212144106588974</id><published>2009-03-18T22:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:49:12.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/ScXs2ZKde0I/AAAAAAAAAms/O38CNHKnjp4/s1600-h/128765190_6d87861c8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/ScXs2ZKde0I/AAAAAAAAAms/O38CNHKnjp4/s320/128765190_6d87861c8c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315915354392591170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have been working in Deloittes and Touche (accounting firm) for a few weeks now. And even I have no passion in business but corporations in CPD interest me. I am committed to its success in this time I'm there and to the revival of the business sector. In this crucial transitional time, let each step be purposeful, each prayer be like seeds scattered and each good deed go unnoticed. This 4 months will be important for the long road ahead, army, studies and a dream so big only He can impart.&lt;br /&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm excited, excited that I'm about to be slingshot &lt;/span&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;into another important season. Asking for bigger dreams, breaking down strongholds and more importantly Growing UP. &lt;br /&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/ScXs2MtCoyI/AAAAAAAAAmk/72dFWd2kMiE/s320/1107554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315915351047971618" /&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Greater challenges, hard-pressed struggles and miraculous breakthroughs. Can I be more excited of what's ahead of me? As I lay down my desires and plans on His feet, discussing it through, sharing my heartbeat with Him and Him with me. I do not have the whole picture but I have the piece-maker, and I am ecstatic in what He is and will be doing through, in and with my life. So... What do you see me doing  in 6 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/28703686-4778212144106588974?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4778212144106588974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4778212144106588974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4778212144106588974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4778212144106588974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/03/transition.html' title='Transition'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/ScXs2ZKde0I/AAAAAAAAAms/O38CNHKnjp4/s72-c/128765190_6d87861c8c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1997443306133127962</id><published>2009-03-02T20:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T22:59:22.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sa6Ta1cvFUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/F9MRhGq_hdI/s320/IMG_4024.jpg'/><title type='text'>IMpossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Savl7-0yXRI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6P8BY3DqgTM/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308589404425706770" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hi guys, I'm back. I wanted to blog just a short post but I believe you guys deserve to know more! Wow...Man...Really Wow.... I'm&lt;/span&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-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;so humbled, and almost wept as I raise my hands, speech and heart towards the sky. Thanking God. He indeed has brought me through this journey and more powerfully in the race. Seen him taking the IM out of the IMpossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&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-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Savl8X2PZ-I/AAAAAAAAAmM/Kju7fXLWMLE/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308589411142690786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Obviously, it wasn't a walk in the park. As one face such a giant, I can only turn to someone bigger. I didn't slept well the night before with 3 hours of sleep, not because I wasn't discipline to sleep but because I realised I DIDN'T BRING MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; GOGGLES. Haha it was an insane mistake! Its like swimming with no eyes since I have high degree and stuff. But thank God and a Jap dude he had extra, even though I still couldn't see but it was good enough. As I had to swim blindly, I resorted to tactics like swimming behind people, in the middle of the pack and having to make sure someone is beside me on the right. Thanking God at half way mark.&lt;/span&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ent on my bike did the 4 loops, it was a great f&lt;/span&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;eeling to sing, talk to people, God, seeing the hills, remembering psalm 121 that as I lift my eyes to the hills, where does my help comes from. It was a breeze because there were loads of wind in my face, and the hills were higher than mount Faber and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sun was so hot it can roast pigeons. I didn't see any birds except Eagles out at 12pm, now I know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But you know as we pressed in, gnashing our teeth. Conquering each hill, I enjoyed seeing the faces of other triathletes and laughing our pain. Sharing our salt tablets etc. Makes me appreciate, respect the people more. As these people has made their own sacrifices on their time spend to train, they have to be discipline in hard and easy times and some people of them are  very old, or disabled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; As I share with Christ my intimate moments and thoughts. I cant help but to thank Him as I complete each loop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sa6Ta1cvFUI/AAAAAAAAAmU/F9MRhGq_hdI/s320/IMG_4024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309343099949880642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Running has always been my strength, but that's when something so strong can be so weak. The last 6 hrs, I pressed in more, not in running but in prayer and worship. In conquering each discouragement, fear and pressure. It was a constant surrenderance and racing with unclenched fists. Trusting in His word that He is my help, He will sustain me, He will protect me from harm and not let my foot slip. And truly He has brought me through, as I ran the mark where my kidney failed. More fear came, and the more I choose to let go. Encouraging the people, seeing people with tears while running, I ran my race strong and know This is my God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;he last 20s of the race the whole lane was set for me. No one behind, no one in front. I ran free, pouring my heart to the last push and to commit it once again that this race is His, mine and the people dear to me. It was such a emotional finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sa6TbTDuwLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/a-NJG-nvaaY/s1600-h/IMG_4034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sa6TbTDuwLI/AAAAAAAAAmc/a-NJG-nvaaY/s320/IMG_4034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309343107898065074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I learnt too much to just write it out. Discipline to let go, surrender, trust. Thanking Him not just in hard times, easy times, but even during transitions. God has no IMpossibles, He takes our IMpossibles and He makes us to be conquerors of IMpossibles. I have too much to thank Him, but for now rejoice and to grow from strength to strength though this victory. That as the next milestone (Uni, NS, Relationship) comes, I will run that race just as well as this. In the mean time, wake boarding, windsurfing, getting abit fat is on the list :) anyone want to join me? More pics up soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Race Result: 14hrs 9 Mins 2SecLast thanks to Ming, Syl for being there for me during the race. Sam, Sebas, Yong Howe for advice during this time. Josh for being a mentor. Family, friends and their prayers. We did it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-1997443306133127962?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1997443306133127962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1997443306133127962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1997443306133127962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1997443306133127962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/03/impossible.html' title='IMpossible'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Savl7-0yXRI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6P8BY3DqgTM/s72-c/IMG_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8071946318633005757</id><published>2009-02-27T10:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:43:25.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I decided to wake up early and have breakfast at Big Splash. My request was simple, to have Christ to join me. As reality sets in, to&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-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;morrow I will feel overwhelming pain, be flooded with fatigue. Christ, steadied my heart. I have done what I can, now is to surrender it to Him. Sometimes in life, we wish to soar or run this eternal race of ours. But sometimes, walking is enough. Our gifts and abilities can do so little sometimes, but in the hands of God. Water been turn to wine, 5 loaves and 2 fishes can feed thousands, a rod can split the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SadS65hQ03I/AAAAAAAAAl0/7mZjqr9Bm5g/s320/2260607195_07d000b5b3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307301857705644914" /&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm off guys...DO pray for me :) Let not my heart turn to wax and be melted away, my strength dried up like potsherd. But to have overflowing perseverance, strength, determination and surrenderance. That I will finish it. C u all soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/28703686-8071946318633005757?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8071946318633005757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8071946318633005757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8071946318633005757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8071946318633005757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SadS65hQ03I/AAAAAAAAAl0/7mZjqr9Bm5g/s72-c/2260607195_07d000b5b3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3371401668055915393</id><published>2009-02-24T11:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:50:14.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SaNuGYgquAI/AAAAAAAAAlc/x6fzGdnVlEQ/s1600-h/274715214_cb22644864.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3 Days till the last exam. 4 Days till the most important race for this season. I feel calm, peaceful still asking for more confidence but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt;. All I want to do now is rest, study, pray and wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SaNtl-8WY_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/rhKEBkUvX78/s320/Calm+Autumn+Morning.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306205285291287538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;How often we are a decisive, immediate, instant generation. As a triathlete, no athlete ever waits. No one likes to wait. But Christ himself has waited, we love to see Him immediately healing the sick, miracles happen. But he waits for Lazarus resurrection, wait for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; night watch. In OT itself God has said wait on him 60+ times. What does waiting for the Lord means? I do know what it is not. It is not a passive thing, but with a sense of expectancy, discipline, patience, confident, and sometimes painful. More importantly, waiting humbles as you know you have to depend on him. What God does in us while we wait is as important as what we are waiting for. Waiting is Hope.&lt;/span&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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SaNuGYgquAI/AAAAAAAAAlc/x6fzGdnVlEQ/s320/274715214_cb22644864.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306205841910315010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'm waiting Lord... that strength for the day. To take up my cross and running this race. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ironman&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IMpossible&lt;/span&gt;. And I know, u be there. The same power that conquer the grave, lives in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/28703686-3371401668055915393?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3371401668055915393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3371401668055915393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3371401668055915393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3371401668055915393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-days-till-last-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SaNtl-8WY_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/rhKEBkUvX78/s72-c/Calm+Autumn+Morning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6711025730308920054</id><published>2009-02-14T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:55:09.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciating Singlehood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SZbk6EFD_jI/AAAAAAAAAlM/adx6W-SqL_4/s1600-h/2048427842_bd9042556f.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302677297453858354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SZbk6EFD_jI/AAAAAAAAAlM/adx6W-SqL_4/s320/2048427842_bd9042556f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;As I sit back drinking my latte today. I cant help but think of this day which all couples in the world celebrate. Somehow people presume that as guys have to be out with a lady or many ladies today, or we will just die. As people we are so afraid to be alone, or cant bear to be alone. that's why guys around us get desperate, girls lowering standards just to get attached flippantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302677299711202770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SZbk6MfQVdI/AAAAAAAAAlE/SjG4I_O8pQA/s320/366676964_194b4fc350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But you know, 3 years ago maybe I would. But as time passes as one grow. I learn to appreciate singlehood. I learnt not to pity it or even rejoice about it. But true appreciation. Some people may say one is too young etc. But I just know that should I should be pursuing things that truly matters at this point of time. Besides, patience builds a man&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-6711025730308920054?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6711025730308920054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6711025730308920054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6711025730308920054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6711025730308920054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/02/appreciating-singlehood.html' title='Appreciating Singlehood'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SZbk6EFD_jI/AAAAAAAAAlM/adx6W-SqL_4/s72-c/2048427842_bd9042556f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6951248470512931375</id><published>2009-02-02T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:19:49.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clenched Fists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As the race of the year is coming, I realise the hardest thing I have to is not to train to have steel in me but to be trained to let go. Letting go of my fears, expectations and even goals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It could be so hard sometimes as I want to b in control but I realise I have no joy, strength, and faith more than Him? How can I not unclench my fists as HE reach to open my hands.&lt;/span&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SYaCJaJy1fI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hxFrwU4mt98/s320/h02-clenched-fists-building-worke-smr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298065109798802930" /&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Forgive me Lord. As I know as Peter got out of the boat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;it was hard for him to let go of the 1 thing that kept him in control. His Boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; It was just as hard for me to get out of my own. Now Lord, Let me not forget YOU are with me as I fixed my eyes onto you. Renew my joy, Strengthen my faith. Its time to do what I love doing. To Run.&lt;/span&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And u know whats the more beautiful thing than walking on water? As u drown, He will reach his hands to u :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/28703686-6951248470512931375?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6951248470512931375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6951248470512931375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6951248470512931375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6951248470512931375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-race-of-year-is-coming-i-realise.html' title='Clenched Fists'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SYaCJaJy1fI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hxFrwU4mt98/s72-c/h02-clenched-fists-building-worke-smr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6049574051123065432</id><published>2009-01-28T21:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:28:14.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SYBrQHKb1TI/AAAAAAAAAks/AgsfgjTG-Kk/s1600-h/fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It's been a while since I wrote a something to process about. As it's been a new year, as final year project comes to an end, about to graduate, NS a new season round the corner. My thoughts are everywhere, and writing today's article somehow keeps me focus, to cultivate and process some insights. Let this be my prayer now as &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:medium;"&gt;His word is like a solid rock, I will stand on it believing, trusting, whether I feel it or not. Word of God COME and fill my thoughts each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296351080609303346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SYBrPx15SzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/er_LvEdqUAU/s320/911784_55dda7e74c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I cant help but read Peter, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;appreciate how a Reed became a Pillar in God's kingdom.&lt;/span&gt; A man who can deny someone dear to him 3 times, a man who spout nonsense faster than he thinks. But yet this man was the only who walked on water, becoming a fisher of men, becoming a solid rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296731120599027778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SYHE5BIP0EI/AAAAAAAAAk0/thGmUztFdEM/s320/20556485_10faed4bc3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It is this very humanness that makes them so refreshing. That in life we all need that second chance. There was not much difference of the scenario of Judas and Peter. Both betrayed Christ, both were guilty. But one chose life and the another death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As Christ was resurrected, Peter went back to his old ways. He went back to fishing. Isn't it the same for us? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;As we are guilty of our deeds, as we fail, as we get discouraged or heartbroken. We go back to fishing. We go back to a relationship that's not right, we go back to drinking, back to trusting on things that doesn't give us true security. &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-size:medium;"&gt;We go back to old ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296351086332597554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SYBrQHKb1TI/AAAAAAAAAks/AgsfgjTG-Kk/s320/fishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Peter and we could not have felt lower than a snake's belly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But look at this, even as we are back to old ways Mark 16:7 says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;BUT go, tell his disciples and Peter, ' He is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Did u catch it? READ IT AGAIN. &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:medium;"&gt;AND PETER&lt;/span&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:medium;"&gt;. His name singled out. His name not forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I nearly wept. As the whole heaven watch him fall it was as if all of heaven wanted to help him back up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Its not everyday we have a second chance.&lt;/span&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:medium;"&gt; Our world has become so critical, precise that it has no room for errors. &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:medium;"&gt;Its not every day you find someone who can give you a second chance, much less someone who give you a second chance everyday. In Jesus, Peter found both, so do we ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Now we all know why, how can one be willing to be crucified upside down. Just ask Peter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/28703686-6049574051123065432?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6049574051123065432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6049574051123065432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6049574051123065432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6049574051123065432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-fishing.html' title='Back to Fishing'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SYBrPx15SzI/AAAAAAAAAkk/er_LvEdqUAU/s72-c/911784_55dda7e74c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7303553234619072154</id><published>2009-01-18T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:31:20.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SXIVn4YJwHI/AAAAAAAAAkY/4tysZbBpnYw/s1600-h/264738223_baff405369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SXIVn4YJwHI/AAAAAAAAAkY/4tysZbBpnYw/s320/264738223_baff405369.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292316287006523506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sky: Anybody got 10 cents I need to go toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Syl: Why you need 10 cents for?&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sky: To make a wish to the toilet bowl&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.....-.-&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;LOL!!!! Its so retarded that its so funny!!!!&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm amazed of my retarded answers sometimes&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Its a good reminder though&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Prov 15:2&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The tongue of the wise makes knowledge acceptable&lt;/span&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But the mouth of fools speaks folly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/28703686-7303553234619072154?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7303553234619072154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7303553234619072154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7303553234619072154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7303553234619072154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/01/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SXIVn4YJwHI/AAAAAAAAAkY/4tysZbBpnYw/s72-c/264738223_baff405369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6395063607690201967</id><published>2009-01-09T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:12:50.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new way to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There were times God send thunder to stir us&lt;/span&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There were times God poured his blessing to lure us.&lt;/span&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But there are times God is silent as he honours us with the freedom to choose.&lt;/span&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-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sometimes love is allowing him/her to make a choice even if its a wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;And yes its difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/28703686-6395063607690201967?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6395063607690201967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6395063607690201967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6395063607690201967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6395063607690201967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-way-to-love.html' title='A new way to Love'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4811068521504771045</id><published>2008-12-16T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T01:10:01.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The IM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I found out something ridiculously amazing yet cheesy. If some of u know the short form for Ironman is IM. I M....2 letters and many go through a painful yet fruitful journey. For this 2 letters many sacrifaced and poured thier time and spirit into this. I am no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280065146333633906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SUaPRo4jHXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4X06OmfyRks/s320/1_447122898l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this simple and contrite heart have poured to a God in Exodus 3:14 says "God said to Moses, "&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I AM who I AM&lt;/span&gt;". Same letters of I M, sometimes I really feel that Christ is telling me I am THE I M. I am THE Ironman... He is... His heart of perseverance makes mine small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280065142192433730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SUaPRZdNakI/AAAAAAAAAkA/v8xtG4q8Go4/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I ponder in 2 and a half months for the Ironman during the last stretch of the year. People ask me once again "Why do it? Such a painful thing?" I have many reasons to do it and sometimes it constantly change, to challenge oneself, to c how far I can go, to inspire, to grow more like Christ. But my heart remains and that this is my desire to Finish, to testify to glorify. I really call out to God. Lord really strengthened me to be strong and courageous. Mould me to be truly an Ironman not by title but by spirit. And I know thats why I have to go back there &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;not just to finish. But to Finish well.&lt;/span&gt; To do the IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280065142543461746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SUaPRaw5rXI/AAAAAAAAAkI/FlgJLrRfcLg/s320/n526955252_2363116_6665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Guess what. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;By taking out 2 letters it becomes possible.&lt;/span&gt; The same letters for the name of my God and the race I will finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-4811068521504771045?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4811068521504771045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4811068521504771045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4811068521504771045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4811068521504771045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/12/im.html' title='The IM'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SUaPRo4jHXI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/4X06OmfyRks/s72-c/1_447122898l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-485895252085186333</id><published>2008-12-06T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:00:58.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not a Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yes I'm not running Standard Chartered Marathon this year.&lt;br /&gt;And No its NOT a miracle :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-485895252085186333?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/485895252085186333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=485895252085186333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/485895252085186333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/485895252085186333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-not-miracle.html' title='Its not a Miracle'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-9004907559024678797</id><published>2008-11-26T22:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:48:43.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discipline comes from Disciple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last Sun, Pastor talks about Striving for Excellence, and realising he emphasise quite abit on discipline. He define discipline is persistently doing the things that you do not want to do. I defined discipline as doing the things behind all the glory. We all have our own share of struggle regarding discipline. Why is discipline so important? Because simply its biblical. And I realise...the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;word discipline comes from the word Disciples&lt;/span&gt;. To truly be a disciple takes discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272985377851519218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SS1oQ4CrMPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3sRGgWXJUOE/s320/461907298_407b01bf35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Discipline to love when u hate the person, to encourage when u are discouraged, to claim victories when u have defeats. Aaaaaa &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Defeats... no glory in defeats, no growth, no joy really simply sucks&lt;/span&gt;. One can only grow when u have victories. As I looked back, in time of February. I had no victory, lets face it it was a defeat but not THE defeat. Straight I was launched into camp, defeats and discouragement from all directions including myself not only rolled into my life but my heart. But out of all these I defeats, one have to fight, conquer and claimed the victories not by choice but by discipline.&lt;br /&gt;This pic is so awesome, this is discipline behind all the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272985380404749794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SS1oRBjaZeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/GUicln0UhGk/s320/2833233684_298bd5093c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Where was the victory in my midst of defeats? It starts in my heart.&lt;/span&gt; With each choice, each thought. That is what it means by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Growing from strength to strength. Growing from victory to victory, glory to glory. Being discipline to give thanks, to know every season God is good, to seek God. I know its hard it really is, but it takes disicpline to claim your victories people. Start with your heart and your victories will be seen in your circumstances.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272985378754557810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SS1oQ7Z-d3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/1wPxXwnFezs/s320/Victory.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its so easy to give up, so easy to just say I'm done, so easy to say I'm contented with my defeat and so be it because I'm like that I get content with things that I don't ask for more. It takes discipline to say if God willing I want more, I want to do more get more and I can have it. It takes grace and discipline to truly be more than conquerors, to be true disciples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-9004907559024678797?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/9004907559024678797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=9004907559024678797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/9004907559024678797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/9004907559024678797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/11/discipline-comes-from-disciple.html' title='Discipline comes from Disciple'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SS1oQ4CrMPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3sRGgWXJUOE/s72-c/461907298_407b01bf35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6473129118506645160</id><published>2008-11-10T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:35:55.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering my Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alot of things have been timely these days, right people talking to me, opportunity to help, position to encourage. More importantly, God has reminded me of my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266991908632032274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SRgdPDTedBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mZFLaHSEw3w/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of my Christian walk, I did not understand. But month by month I know. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;As I look up I remember I have hope&lt;/span&gt;, my life, the people I care, my love story. That's the reason my name is "Sky" for those who do not know. But it doesn't stop there, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it was also a commission&lt;/span&gt;. To bring the light and hope to this broken world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the business in giving hope. Out of the 3, one can lose love, u can stop loving someone. One can even lose faith, but God is faithful. But one can never lose hope. That's why theres a need for inspirational people like Nick. A man without limbs, having hope in God. Inspiring millions. I ask God that day &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Is Nick testimony so powerful just because of his circumstance?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266991903233967650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SRgdOvMehiI/AAAAAAAAAjY/_4VMH0TlDqA/s320/home_r1_c1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is no, it was his God, his character that was moulded he grew from strength to strength. Each victory in his choice, conviction, discipline, surrender and hope made him this strong man I admire. I believe the take back message for that day is this. We all have our own kind of circumstance. Remember David's life well, the chapters in his life no miracles were shown. But he was one...Let the same go for us. Being the miracle to others :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/28703686-6473129118506645160?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6473129118506645160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6473129118506645160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6473129118506645160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6473129118506645160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/11/remembering-my-name.html' title='Remembering my Name'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SRgdPDTedBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mZFLaHSEw3w/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3621374206183087568</id><published>2008-10-27T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:04:18.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What's wrong with me... Seriously...Sinning once more, and this time I feel no guilt, no shame, no sorrow. No repentance or confession prayer. I'm not like that, its so unlike...me. I fallen so low, stumble so hard, that Im so tired. 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This...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Brought to u by Carl's Junior :D Western Bacon Cheeseburger is the BEST. Love those stuff big and MESSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261833486532245410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SQXJrXgCd6I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/1XeM8qTuZE8/s320/1407631215_8070eb6005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-3621374206183087568?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3621374206183087568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3621374206183087568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3621374206183087568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3621374206183087568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/10/sinful.html' title='Sinful'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SQXJrXgCd6I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/1XeM8qTuZE8/s72-c/1407631215_8070eb6005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-820987818964912688</id><published>2008-10-24T10:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:57:20.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alabaster Jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SQE4_puUyWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-ZJ-TIaGNG4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260548505928517986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SQE4_puUyWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-ZJ-TIaGNG4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here I am take me&lt;br /&gt;As an offering&lt;br /&gt;Here I am giving&lt;br /&gt;Every heartbeat for Your glory&lt;br /&gt;Take me, take me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time that I have left&lt;br /&gt;Is all I have of worth&lt;br /&gt;I lay it at Your feet Lord&lt;br /&gt;It's less than You deserve&lt;br /&gt;And though I've lived astray&lt;br /&gt;And though my days are few&lt;br /&gt;You gave Your life for me&lt;br /&gt;So I will live my life for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you spilled your blood&lt;br /&gt;I spilled my heart&lt;br /&gt;As an offering to my King&lt;br /&gt;By: Gateway Worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The power of a song sang with a heart of worship, its truly great to be soaked in his presence. While running, in the midst of the rain, wind, heart beating 170 beats per min. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So ironic but so true, I remember, even with so many things happening around you. You can have peace and rest in u. I looked up, remembering the meaning of my name, the power of His name as I call. How soon, the rain has stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May only blog with longer intervals now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-820987818964912688?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/820987818964912688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=820987818964912688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/820987818964912688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/820987818964912688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/10/alabaster-jar.html' title='Alabaster Jar'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SQE4_puUyWI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-ZJ-TIaGNG4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2590483370768914323</id><published>2008-10-14T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:49:51.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pastor Mel shared something very insightful that I totally can relate with my heart. Romans 12 says Therefore I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God this IS your spiritual act of worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697041403678722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SPOKG6S2kAI/AAAAAAAAAi4/F3VEkSQhG9Q/s320/1072824013_8654b38364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The issue with living sacrifice at the altar is we always walked down the altar by our own.&lt;/span&gt; Unlike a dead sacrifice it cant. How am I like that, always committing my life, to God at the altar and once again walked down living life not denying myself and taking up MY cross. I go back to old ways, old sin. That it discourages both people and me. And yet God still love. He still love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God didn't ask for dead sacrifices because one was enough. He took the Cross, I can never take his but my own. Only through him, that I can say, that God Love Me. Only through him, I know my position the way God sees me. Only through Him, I can be free, guiltless, blameless, and righteous. Lord, Only through, in, with, and for You Jesus can I live this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/28703686-2590483370768914323?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2590483370768914323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2590483370768914323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2590483370768914323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2590483370768914323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/10/living-sacrifice.html' title='Living Sacrifice'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SPOKG6S2kAI/AAAAAAAAAi4/F3VEkSQhG9Q/s72-c/1072824013_8654b38364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2182975345966160896</id><published>2008-10-08T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:41:45.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I was to define perseverance in 3 words it would be "one more time." Giving grace one more time, encouraging one more soul, loving through one more struggle, giving grace to once more for this sinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254823396296134866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SOziCaWkkNI/AAAAAAAAAiw/k-XGhzmxvkM/s320/n526955252_2363175_3580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been praying, contemplating about this for a long time, and I challenging both Langkawi Ironman and myself one more time. So much unanswered questions, is this still my journey to take? Will I succeed this time? Will this bring me closer to his heart? I feel a need to go back as there is a persistent nudging and desire in my heart to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I scared? Tired? Discouraged? Omg u bet! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But how can you see the sunset and rainbows when you are always looking down? Its about changing your focus to Him.&lt;/span&gt; Haha pray for me :) I realise last year its so difficult and it really cant be a personal journey. It has to involve people around me. Its time... for moulding of an Ironman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-2182975345966160896?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2182975345966160896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2182975345966160896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2182975345966160896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2182975345966160896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-time.html' title='One More Time'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SOziCaWkkNI/AAAAAAAAAiw/k-XGhzmxvkM/s72-c/n526955252_2363175_3580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-46533538795682234</id><published>2008-09-29T22:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:51:46.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Audience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Recently, I have experience the seriousness of my walk with Christ. Daily as our influence grow among our sphere of influence. We have the ability to impact people lives, making a difference and truly able to cultivate their field.&lt;br /&gt;In the same time, we can also cripple their walk, destroying their guarded lives and pulling the crops before the harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251467975086357778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SOD2TMRcvRI/AAAAAAAAAZY/S64oqAFcdYM/s320/21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an example, I have always passionately preach a live of set apart for Our Dear Christ and for our true partner. Of course, its more than saying, I have to respond to that decision, that choice and to my salvation. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;With humility I say this, somehow that decision and lifestyle have inspire many.&lt;/span&gt; Encouraging them to truly live that life and I understand it's tremendous difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;BUT...the pressure, expectation is great. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I realise, once I fall, my words that is inspired by the Holy Spirit falls to the floor&lt;/span&gt;, my deeds becomes rubbish and my crops will be burnt. People lose the encouragement, and hopefully not, they lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that really increases the pressure and burden in my heart to the extent that I am anxious in what I do with my life. Its good, if its balanced but too much anxiousness becomes what? Anxiety...And having anxiety is simply already disobeying God, because He cares for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251467650411062994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SOD2ASw05tI/AAAAAAAAAZI/-IqYT9Gk8aA/s320/2442187887_3887f98111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture super cute, hope u get it.&lt;br /&gt;And this whole month I have been learning to tune my focus, not looking to the left or right. but 1 focus, 1 God, 1 Saviour. Yes we r to establish God's Kingdom in our marketplace etc etc, and to do that without pressure, burden, is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to understand that in everything we do. We only have ONE Audience. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we stumble, let the revelation of the cross dawn upon u, we are already cleaned as we confess. But that doesn't give u a stupid reason to live life irrationally. So be careful of what u say, do and think fellow bros and sis. U nvr know whether u r cultivating or destroying :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/28703686-46533538795682234?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/46533538795682234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=46533538795682234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/46533538795682234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/46533538795682234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/09/1-audience.html' title='1 Audience'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SOD2TMRcvRI/AAAAAAAAAZY/S64oqAFcdYM/s72-c/21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-400121737343231538</id><published>2008-09-21T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:00:43.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Birds have 3 methods of flying, first is flapping keeping their wings in constant motion to counteract gravity. Flapping keeps u in the air, but takes alot of work.&lt;br /&gt;Second method is gliding. Birds build enough speed, than coasts downward awhile, its much more graceful than flapping. But it does not get the bird very far. Reality in the form of gravity sets in. Gliding is nice but it does not last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248488736466086418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SNZgsrizKhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/3akBtg9sZ0E/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The last method is soaring. Only a few birds like eagles are capable of this. Their wings are so strong that they are capable of catching rising currents of warm air and without moving a feather soar up to great heights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;br /&gt;But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They WILL SOAR on wings like eagles; they WILL run and not grow weary, they WILL walk and not be faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Whats hope? Hope is trusting God's power to deliver, having faith that HIS Word is truth.&lt;/span&gt; Isiah is so confident he mention WILL x 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so confident my spiritual life was gliding, I believe I can do better thus not saying its soaring but the holy Spirit corrected me. I'm still flapping and flapping like a humming bird. 70 flaps per sec. Flapping with my own strength, own power, own will. Yes we are to be intentional to be discipline in living blameless life but its not by ANY of this that I am righteous, going to church dun make me more spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248488740960326466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SNZgs8ST00I/AAAAAAAAAZA/6UdQpilfQD4/s320/208278065_0f8a7fbd33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To relate that to a challenge in life, eg. living life set apart for God or your partner, its nt by JUST yr own discipline that keeps that walk possible. It takes grace, DAILY surrender, transformation. And mainly the holy Spirit to tutor, guide and encourage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time ladies and gentleman, to catch a gust of the spirit, to keep us soaring. In times of disappointment and weakness to soar and not glide or flap, sometimes we just need to be Still and hope... please note ... I said SOMETIMES :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-400121737343231538?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/400121737343231538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=400121737343231538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/400121737343231538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/400121737343231538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/09/birds-have-3-methods-of-flying-first-is.html' title='Flight'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SNZgsrizKhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/3akBtg9sZ0E/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8457391409368230638</id><published>2008-09-15T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:23:42.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;For a long time, I got real today. Its been so long, since I had to kneel to cry, soon it became a wail, to beckon for his embrace, desiring to hold Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well in my life, my Christian walk is fine, everything is good. But I have to confess, I'm really tired. A desire so strong to walk righteously before Him, I'm actually exhausted in doing whats right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245927686601011010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SM1Hb9U9b0I/AAAAAAAAAYw/1PT1I19tye8/s320/drzqw.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really thanks to this brother, one whom we are committed to each other success is really an understatement. He reminded me something so simple yet we totally miss the point"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sky, you are concentrating too much on doing wat is right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;We are dealing with the spiritual realm here, its not by power,strength, might to do whats right. Its by grace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have lost sight of things, in the process of doing whats righteous I lost sight of the one who made me righteous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Even as I blog, I'm so concern whether if its right or encouraging it actually feels like a job. I done the right things but forgotten the most important thing. BUT We can take HEART and REJOICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its by grace...Its by grace... After so long...That truth still seem so hard to embrace, too big to fully understand, so ridiculous to accept that its true. But its TRUTH, its TRUTH, its TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord forgive me, you are not impressed with the number of righteous acts I do like I do. You are moved by the daily act of surrender. By what I believe and strive. And let me truly surely sincerely pursue that intimacy with you, let that grip my heart so tight. SO tight Lord! Thank U Lord for you are good that u reminded me, its not me, its you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-8457391409368230638?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8457391409368230638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8457391409368230638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8457391409368230638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8457391409368230638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/09/being-real_15.html' title='Being Real'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SM1Hb9U9b0I/AAAAAAAAAYw/1PT1I19tye8/s72-c/drzqw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6054665052169578443</id><published>2008-09-08T10:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:44:40.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>70.3 Singapore Ironman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Whoa! I woke up with a prayer "Lord let me bless your heart today". I really felt great throughout the whole race, in great pain yes. but a sense of joy, confidence, strength and commitment is being found in each stroke, pedal or stride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;The race boasts of 58 different nationalities on race day, with a new cycling route along the expressway. Truely its a race worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243476885032626642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSSciBXadI/AAAAAAAAAYA/69J3W3wo000/s320/n749240335_1759308_5832.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few goals I set on that race day&lt;br /&gt;1. finish it strong&lt;br /&gt;2. 6 hrs or less&lt;br /&gt;3. be smiling all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whether I did it in 6 hrs, but I defiantly finish strong, running with steady wide strides, running with a praise in my heart, and a smile! :D Encourage u guys to do it, it really an exciting journey as Christ as yr encourager and coach. Each race has taught me how to run the eternal race, the race that really matters, the crown that last forever. It always has been a humbling journey once you know the things that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be doing any triathlon training this week as I decided to give myself a personal retreat to discern about the ultimate question "Lord, do I go for the Ironman?" Haha NAPFA test next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below with cheerleaders/supporters and my teammates&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243476879153041314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSScMHkD6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/beoxuZkCM1Y/s320/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243476879617397666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSScN2Rk6I/AAAAAAAAAXo/htJFG51ScGM/s320/n749240335_1759944_1180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243476880389810082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSScQubp6I/AAAAAAAAAX4/5JcsSxhhSXY/s320/n749240335_1759425_5249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243476883958868610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSSceBXKoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YsBqW-7JB_s/s320/n749240335_1759996_6311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243477290699559490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSS0JP5kkI/AAAAAAAAAYI/XLbUgEzptm0/s320/n749240335_1759943_761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I still can jump!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243477296207345522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSS0dxDt3I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/iAjkMppX_E4/s320/n749240335_1759949_3840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Proposing to her HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243477295426660290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSS0a27Z8I/AAAAAAAAAYY/AIevPe_slAc/s320/n749240335_1759950_4280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-6054665052169578443?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6054665052169578443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6054665052169578443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6054665052169578443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6054665052169578443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/09/703-singapore-ironman.html' title='70.3 Singapore Ironman'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SMSSciBXadI/AAAAAAAAAYA/69J3W3wo000/s72-c/n749240335_1759308_5832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3013003959039663214</id><published>2008-08-31T17:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:09:05.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursue Whats Eternal Part 1: Purity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, I would want to be transparent sharing my heartbeat and journey in pursuing a set-apart life (with the help of Pastor Judah). Its both exciting and amazing to see the fruits you bear and the season one go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the last year of poly, its much more difficult to be committed to purity as soon I realise not only my blessings have been doubled but so does my temptations. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We all know purity is not just a line to cross but a process to embark on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We are living in a society which do not know the true meaning of purity, wavering moralities, people who want to conquer yr virginity (To Guys as well YES TO GUYS say tt 5 times) and brokenness.&lt;/span&gt; It grieves my heart to see how so many relationships can be so broken, which spurs in my heart with the grace of God to truly impact the society regarding this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240645711314856466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLqDgiCYqhI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tmODvh5eR4U/s320/Together.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committing my life to Christ is not just by my actions, thoughts, deeds but especially your heart. Easier said than done, as times and times again we stumble and sin. In school for example, its hard to say no to available relationships/flings/sex with ladies who are good-looking, brilliant and smart. Its extremely difficult, because its availability and temptation is 360 degrees. Temptation is an opportunity to sin and it doesn't pursue u, but Sin does and he does so aggressively. We have to be aggressively pursuing purity if not we are at the disposal of sin. But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Purity is not the final destination, saving your virginity is not the end, saying no to unyoked relationships IS NOT the goal. Its about pursuing God its about your heart and purity is the process because our God is a Holy God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Purity is the state of being without mixture. Restoration of purity is critical because man without mixture is the expressed reflection of who God is. And sometimes the pursuit of purity can get so practical it lacks spiritual understanding. Purity is not about rules although its wise to have them but its about yr transformed heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240645708227844306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLqDgWiYmNI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qAIRKLWLY5k/s320/2449770721_71ac512444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Why is this important? Because this is what the world needs. Men who pursues God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not a very attractive person, I have nothing to offer, neither charismatic or enchanting. (Bear with me on this and do not roll your eyes because its an important point) But yet somehow miraculously I have attracted mildly or aggressively a number of ladies, and its hard for my part to not jump in and get attached (as I said attractive, smart etc), refraining myself for just the One. Thus I asked God "I got nothing to offer, I done nothing why does it still happen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because simply you have a relationship with me." &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen the 1 thing that will make u attractive eternally is your relationship with Christ!&lt;/span&gt; Your intimacy with Him that makes you beautiful! Don't u agree? If is yes plz tag and say yes. If not u can state your defense and I will answer them as best as I can. Why? Because if you have a relationship with Christ, Your life would reflect it. Attaining Kingdom Values like "Wise, Maturity, Righteous, Persevering, Patience, Kindness, Love, Joy, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness and Self- Control!" These are the things that makes u attractive. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240649168742187906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLqGpx9TA4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/2vXOU8uAmKo/s320/Kiss_the_girl_by_Iamo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thus I urge you brothers, pursue God and in that process will u pursue purity. Its not about your words, deeds but it always ALWAYS about your heart. Don't give in, press on, live life set apart.&lt;br /&gt;And Sisters encourage, train, challenge us. Please don't lose hope on us whether guys are wooden or hopeless. U have the ability to spur us to attain True Manhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240645708229945106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLqDgWi4pxI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wI5opNQ0S_U/s320/2156601834_ca0616b24e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;God only you have my fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;With grace, my life will set apart&lt;br /&gt;You forgive and love as I stumble or sin&lt;br /&gt;My body is the temple u live in&lt;br /&gt;U love me too much to see my way remains&lt;br /&gt;To set me free from these old chains&lt;br /&gt;Surely your goodness forever endures&lt;br /&gt;Surely I’m forever yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-3013003959039663214?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3013003959039663214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3013003959039663214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3013003959039663214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3013003959039663214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/08/pursue-whats-eternal-part-1-purity.html' title='Pursue Whats Eternal Part 1: Purity'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLqDgiCYqhI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tmODvh5eR4U/s72-c/Together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1910413654806096996</id><published>2008-08-28T08:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:49:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLX6cx64vhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/JGYwCUC8q98/s1600-h/img_banner_regclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239369113859046930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="106" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLX6cx64vhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/JGYwCUC8q98/s320/img_banner_regclose.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;With the sight of Singapore 70.3 Aviva Half Ironman as my focus for this month, its been a fearful experience. Never has there been 1 day that I never tot of the journey I went thru last year. Now once again, tested, sharpen, pruned. To glorify the gift &amp;amp; passion Giver by being faithful with the gifts &amp;amp; passion he has given me. This is worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 2 videos I really love to share, I highly encourage u to watch it, both has brought me such joy in 2 different ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have a feeling my son be something like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DpJyG7B6tAI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DpJyG7B6tAI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my inspirations, he really understand what and why hes doing it, which most of us christians are guilty that we do not. He knows truely how to glorify God. He also pursues God not because of the gifts he give, or what he can do for you, but just HIM. Theres a difference in pursuing His presence and not his presents and it can be seen by the people around u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="godtube" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" width="330" height="270" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="viewkey=5c60b9016f85cc43196f" wmode="transparent" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="godtube" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" width="330" height="270" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="viewkey=d068ecda89ae83d0efab" wmode="transparent" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-1910413654806096996?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1910413654806096996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1910413654806096996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1910413654806096996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1910413654806096996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/08/gearing-up.html' title='Gearing Up'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLX6cx64vhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/JGYwCUC8q98/s72-c/img_banner_regclose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8890262944935412584</id><published>2008-08-24T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:27:48.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yesterday was my toughest training on the bike, my prayer was usual, a song in my heart, praise on my lips and a good extremely tough HARD training. And God answered me this on 4am. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238037890595823794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLE_tY0AILI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rx8NTmIlFg0/s320/867976423_b30187310c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238037891189215282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLE_tbBekDI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6_5rJaEj6h0/s320/415959352_91a3d3a78e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Its quite funny ok! My hard training wasn't meant to be this! Its an insane 3hrs cycling through a storm with wind making mi go crazy. Well its good training for the worst of weathers in triathlon. Anyway my point is this times and times again HE answers prayers, apparently there was gnashing and weeping of teeth on earth :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-8890262944935412584?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8890262944935412584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8890262944935412584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8890262944935412584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8890262944935412584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/08/hard-training.html' title='Hard Training'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SLE_tY0AILI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rx8NTmIlFg0/s72-c/867976423_b30187310c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4147427284816831919</id><published>2008-08-17T23:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:12:53.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Olympics Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its rare to watch the same TV as my parents on the same bed, its really something that brings back rare childhood memories. We were watching the Olympics, Table Tennis Finals, Singapore vs China it was really exciting and encouraging to see Team Singapore really gruelling it out with the top few. Good Job! Real Proud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235517861924465170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SKhLwac4ahI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EeVOeKrkU8Q/s320/capt_4a4b3d2febca427cbc07ec79711a1c85_beijing_olympics_table_tennis_women_oly458.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235518116899778226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SKhL_QTu7rI/AAAAAAAAAWE/PqgVoKtTbMc/s320/capt_ee4af430b90343978b3816f2859d5942_beijing_olympics_table_tennis_women_oly1881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway my conversation with my mum while watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*After whacking me when we lost 1 round*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum: The team from China play so well but they look like Aunties!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum: So unlike Li Jia Wei so pretty! Dye hair and everything so pretty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum: *Hinting and looking at mi*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sky: *Roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GOOD JOB TEAM SINGAPORE :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235517866971499842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SKhLwtQMDUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oe-5ejVj02M/s320/capt_f306010fad47497bb8c91ce1d5ea79b6_beijing_olympics_table_tennis_women_oly451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/28703686-4147427284816831919?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4147427284816831919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4147427284816831919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4147427284816831919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4147427284816831919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-olympics-conversation.html' title='Our Olympics Conversation'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SKhLwac4ahI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EeVOeKrkU8Q/s72-c/capt_4a4b3d2febca427cbc07ec79711a1c85_beijing_olympics_table_tennis_women_oly458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-35246794423798780</id><published>2008-08-11T22:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:13:06.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We know the feeling. We stood where Noah stood. We know our own share of floods. Flooded by sorrow of a loved one, stress at office, anger at your incompetence. We seen the floodwater rise, and we have seen the sun set on our hopes as well. We are on Noah's boat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233274896851329778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SKBTyqbK4vI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YfFmPE2mQJQ/s320/2330222017_08aa43a2df.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beautiful thing at this moment was this, at the horizon he saw a dove returning a olive leaf. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This leaf was more than foliage it is a promise that still exists this day.&lt;/span&gt; Don't u need a leaf today? A leaf that brings hope delivered by a dove so heavenly his name brings awe to my lips.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leaves for happiness, strength, intervention. Our bible is full of these olives leaves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233275658755354738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SKBUfAvPsHI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ZIIKVXWbkSM/s320/2040248766_9713621812.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And in the midst of your floods, with all due respect, the most severest floods whether its yours or others, in God's view is nothing but a puddle. He is not confounded, confused and discouraged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So receive that leaf, because we need it. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Receive it so we can SHARE it.&lt;/span&gt; What a difference one leaf can make. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for Noah...he went up the ladder with questions, after receiving the leaf, he came down the ladder with new confidence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-35246794423798780?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/35246794423798780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=35246794423798780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/35246794423798780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/35246794423798780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/08/flood.html' title='Flood'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SKBTyqbK4vI/AAAAAAAAAVc/YfFmPE2mQJQ/s72-c/2330222017_08aa43a2df.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6165062857163544303</id><published>2008-08-06T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:05:37.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My other profession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well obviously my occupation is a student, but my other profession will sound like this. (its quite interesting I suggest reading the whole thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231250870111670786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SJki8zP1kgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/w0SXVoaSorE/s320/2321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm Sky Kwah. I'm with a global enterprise. We have every branches in every country of the world. We have representatives in nearly every parliament and boardroom on earth. We are into motivation and behavior alteration. We run hospitals, feeding stations , crisis-pregnancy centers, universities, publishing houses, multi corporate companies, and nursing homes. We care for our clients from birth to death. We provide and are into life insurance, worry insurance, health insurance and death insurance. We often perform spiritual heart transplants. Our Original Organizer owns all the real estate on earth plus an assortment of galaxies and constellations. He knows everything and lives everywhere from prostitutes houses to war inflicted nations. The product we offer is free for the asking but the money of the world cant afford it. Our CEO was born in a hick town, worked as a carpenter, didn't own a home, was misunderstood by family, friends, his colleagues and hated by his enemies, walked on water, calm the storms, was condemned to death without a trial, and arose from the dead. I talk to him everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Care to join my profession?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-6165062857163544303?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6165062857163544303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6165062857163544303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6165062857163544303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6165062857163544303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-other-profession.html' title='My other profession'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SJki8zP1kgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/w0SXVoaSorE/s72-c/2321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-606566367197649573</id><published>2008-07-31T00:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:15:36.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Seat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Many of u know, I love to go to Parkway Starbucks, Coffee Bean or Expo Coffee Bean. Even in the midst of all the hassle and brussle, its my quiet place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with God would be telling him my struggles, listening to the Holy Spirit counsel, reading his Word knowing Him more. Soon I cultivated a habit of leaving an empty seat available. Example if theres 4 seats with mi, 3 of them be filled with items and the last seat be empty. Why? &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So God can sit with me today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds extremely unbelievable, weird etc. But its true and hes always there. Than what happens when a friend comes and take that seat (Which happen often), God being the gentleman he is, always offers to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228854879796527602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SJCfzzxXAfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IiB53c-WkTc/s320/2258568334_c45d1603a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And doesn't that speaks alot of Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In times of persecution he stood with u, defending u&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of struggle he stands with u, holding u&lt;br /&gt;In the storms he stands with u, sheltering u&lt;br /&gt;And ultimately for our sins... he stood For us. Between death and us, he stood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wont u leave him an empty seat today, no need for words, no need for gifts or works. But that heart earnestly to seek Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hebrews 11 Anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that HE REWARDS those who earnestly seek him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And u never know, paths b straight, strongholds broken, perspectives transformed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-606566367197649573?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/606566367197649573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=606566367197649573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/606566367197649573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/606566367197649573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/07/empty-seat.html' title='Empty Seat'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SJCfzzxXAfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IiB53c-WkTc/s72-c/2258568334_c45d1603a3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3430368189382201339</id><published>2008-07-24T00:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:00:37.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I always seek an answer for the question "What is being strong to U Lord?"&lt;br /&gt;And in great nudge in my spirit, this is it in this video, inspire me to tears.  Exalting in weakness, trusting when the flood is all u see, loving through pain, WORSHIPPing in storms. THIS is strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;One lost her new born son, one lost his health. Both prayed for a miracle, both became a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Cd Hillsong:This is Our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Desert Song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZE33ejdgWIY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZE33ejdgWIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Healer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZ_ny8hMgRY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZ_ny8hMgRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-3430368189382201339?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3430368189382201339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3430368189382201339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3430368189382201339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3430368189382201339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/07/healer.html' title='Strong'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1616237345504807921</id><published>2008-07-21T21:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T22:28:13.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sowing or Pounding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life has been mundane, with the usual stuff but it really has been a very exciting week. The Holy Spirit has revolutionize my thinking and the word of God bringing new understanding to my life. Its really exciting to see the Word been so alive! So beautiful and powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225466999573476226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SISWjOcac4I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Lx_y3iEEPIg/s320/246815124_a608751a96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are have seen words in the bible regarding sowing.&lt;br /&gt;Ps 107:37&lt;br /&gt;And sow fields and plant vineyards, And gather a fruitful harvest.&lt;br /&gt;Ps 126:5&lt;br /&gt;Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Matthew 13:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created an image of sowing to represent new beginning, new life, new hope. Jesus used sowing to speak parables that sowing is part of our Christian walk. bad sowing is sowing discord, jealously,gossip. Good sowing is truth, love, encouragement. But how often do we be good farmers and sow good seeds into people lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we tend to think we are sowing good seeds into people lives by telling them the word of God. But theres a difference between POUNDING the Seeds into the soil(which is a life) and SOWINg the seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pounding will sound like this: With a stern, dominating, firm tone&lt;br /&gt;To Non Christians: Other religions are wrong, Christ the only way.&lt;br /&gt;If you do not study hard you have no future.&lt;br /&gt;When reality sets in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sowing will sounds like this: With a compassionate, humble YET firm tone&lt;br /&gt;To Non Christians: We all have our beliefs, but I believe Christ is salvation&lt;br /&gt;Studying enables you to have be a stable platform and more opportunities in life.&lt;br /&gt;Dream, envision and hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have much analogies or examples but I hope u all get the picture. And I'm certain this is what I have to blog for today :D. Theres always a difference of sowing seeds and pounding them in one's life. The seed destroyed before the roots are grown. But sowing, you will see God real in the soil and the seed.&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor 2:16 I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God made it grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/28703686-1616237345504807921?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1616237345504807921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1616237345504807921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1616237345504807921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1616237345504807921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/07/sowing-or-pounding.html' title='Sowing or Pounding'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SISWjOcac4I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Lx_y3iEEPIg/s72-c/246815124_a608751a96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2455138832801714973</id><published>2008-07-15T19:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:30:20.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This week, I asked the Holy Spirit something interesting. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Holy Spirit, teach me why are we called sheep and Christ the shepherd?&lt;/span&gt; Why aren't we chickens, doves or even pigs which I can relate sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223215795387116802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SHyXF5VCLQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/jslQKEumOAM/s320/453114859_ed53a6a743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soon I realise, sheep are not just dumb animals, but timid, easily led and stubborn creatures. With the help of wikipedia I managed to find some traits that we as humans can really relate. Ok I'm not belittling anyone but honestly I relate to what I'm writing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Sheep have good hearing, and are sensitive to the noise when being handled.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aren't we the same? Sheep's noise perhaps is just noise. But for us aren't our noise sound like this "Sky, u cant make it" "Sky, you are weak" "How can u raise your hands of what u done yesterday" &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We let discouragements resounds in our hearts? We allow voices of the world to sway our thinking? We sensitise ourselves with these, that we live life in a mess and a struggle.&lt;/span&gt; And by his word we can break free &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 58 And untie the cords of the yoke to set the oppressed FREE and BREAk every yoke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) In panic when sheep are stressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ask a shepherd, chasing a sheep is worse than chasing a sprinter. Its extremely difficult and make shepherding an extremely difficult endeavour. Aren't we the same? When storms come we panic, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we frustrate ourselves on finding solutions. We complain with things like this "Unable to see God, unable to finish the project, unable to be in a healthy relationship, unable to get what we desire?" We complain, we rant, we worry. As long as we worry we have already sinned&lt;/span&gt;, as the word says &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Peter Cast ALLL!!!!!!! Anxiety on him because he cares for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Complaining is never the issue, staying there is. Lets take it 1 step further like David and take EACH worry into prayer into praise into reaffirmation with HIS promises&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223215799482528466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SHyXGIldMtI/AAAAAAAAAUs/35Ttnl9KQ4I/s320/2377663514_538cf3f77d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you notice only Israel in all the ancient world believe that our Great God who made the heavens and the earth cares that we are in pain and he can be expected to do something about it.&lt;/span&gt; Look at the psalms most of it are laments or complaints. This is what makes these prayers so powerful.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Sheep need oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oil were used by shepherds act as a repellent to keep the flies away from their noses and the flock at peace. Without it, with the flies eggs in thier noses,sheep will beat their heads against tress, rocks etc. They run, hide, forget to eat, aren't able to sleep, ewes stop milking and lambs stop growing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oil were also used to treat wounds, sheep get hurt due to thorns etc. Thus shepherds daily inspects the sheep to spot the wounds. Or these wounds would cause infection and flock to being disarray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aren't we the same? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our flies are sins, challenges, pride, hurts and worries? Causing us to flee, hide, starve ourselves, aren't able to sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aren't we all wounded people?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not by thorns but by disappointment, illness, lost, injustice, hurts.&lt;/span&gt; We get wounded but what did Jesus said?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;John 10 I am the good Shepherd who gives his life for the sheep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His love is the oil that heals us, that gives us peace, drives us forward, HIS LOVE ultimately enables us to love others. We can only love because HE first loved us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223215805073172802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SHyXGdaXqUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/J4p-XKJWpA8/s320/461024796_d26b707add.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aren't we all like sheep? Stubborn, easily led and needing a good shepherd. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 100:3 We BELONG to him we ARE his people, the sheep he tends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you realise its present tense, its still alive and real today. Won't you break free ladies and gentleman. Lord, Im your sheep stubborn and timid, choosing to follow you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/28703686-2455138832801714973?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2455138832801714973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2455138832801714973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2455138832801714973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2455138832801714973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/07/sheep.html' title='Sheep'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SHyXF5VCLQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/jslQKEumOAM/s72-c/453114859_ed53a6a743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3810203918309410758</id><published>2008-07-10T23:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:03:47.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;For many of you, this video perhaps be like just a blur but, each stroke, pedal and step is very real in my life, seeing the Ambulance was really very memorable. As i remember, God's presence was not "felt" on that day when i race. A day of struggle, pain and frustration. Talking to God was more taxing than cycling that Expressway. Soon I fell, I puked, the ambulance was there, Pain surged in my body and I had to make a tough decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="324" width="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuNZQ8uyoIc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuNZQ8uyoIc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Medic: Do you want to give up?&lt;br /&gt;Sky: *pause* Yes I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HE caught me in His Arms, the feeling was so intense I was holding my tears the best I could in the Ambulance. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;God is closer than you think, its not some theological concept but the real deal--intimate connection with a deep personal God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is 1 of my real experience of remembering God is real close to me. I believe all of us knows this promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Deut 31:6 Be Strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you or forsake you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we all go through seasons or days questioning God's presence. Sometimes we simply do not feel Him, hear Him(maybe its due to the noise around and noise in your heart). But how we press on is simply we choose to believe. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We fail to realize that our individual uniqueness means we will all experience God's presence and learn to relate to him in different ways. Through people, that makes cell group or meetings important or through your work, worship etc. He doesn't play games with our lives ,our God is never hard to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(70.3 Ironman REAL SOON, Its amazing I'm still learning and digesting from that structured experience 5 mths ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-3810203918309410758?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3810203918309410758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3810203918309410758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3810203918309410758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3810203918309410758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-inside.html' title='From the Inside'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1458169779562185109</id><published>2008-07-03T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:48:24.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If there is righteousness in the heart there will be beauty in your character. If there is beauty in your character, there will be peace &amp;amp; favour in the world. AND TRUE Righteouness came in a form of man to bring peace and favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218798936860859506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SGzl-5HHHHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gDO-v6TCNy4/s400/Photo-0085(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently relive a old passion I had, and that was drawing. HUH Sky draws!?!? Yea its a dark secret and somehow come to think of its quite weird. Well not as good as b4, its true u strive for excellence thru discipline and practise so this is what I have done so far. Its a sneak preview to a project I'm embarking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218798941824912290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SGzl_Lmoi6I/AAAAAAAAAUY/tY7-vP5a-t4/s400/Photo-0085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-1458169779562185109?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1458169779562185109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1458169779562185109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1458169779562185109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1458169779562185109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/07/project-beauty.html' title='Project Beauty'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SGzl-5HHHHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/gDO-v6TCNy4/s72-c/Photo-0085(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1750626308278760100</id><published>2008-06-29T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:24:54.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;1) Just got back my medical report, was worried because the doctor was not very pleasant with his comments regarding my health on the 1st check up as if I'm gonna die or something haha. But getting back my medical report only 2 areas were abit abnormal what is it ASK MI! Other than that I'm quite healthy! Thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217323765937241666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SGeoUpLkfkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/sanUDFP-I_8/s400/2244551112_e32d2b9eaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) This month, every praise and worship session was very intense. I dun wept during the whole session very often. And it really got me asking God "Lord I dun understand, I do not feel I'm in a struggle, or even in any situation that demands tears." But I learnt that this weep is really a conviction that each word I sing is really a heartfelt desire. Thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) TYA Sports day just ended, the kids had fun but they were quite discouraged so Mountbatten gave away our medals to the kids. Thoughts like "Will they truly appreciate or be satisfied with something that didn't earn?" but I believe this is a indirect lesson of Grace to my kids. Besides medals to me really is just another metal, giving it away can b a lesson or blessing why not? Thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217323762449118994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SGeoUcL79xI/AAAAAAAAAUA/LJpFI_vxnss/s400/343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Another one of my friend has taken the initiative to tell me the issues of his relationship. A very important lesson I learn from Josh today was this, sometimes we do not need to have solutions to the problems people confide in you. We just need an open heart and ears even when we do not have the experience or other reasons to deal with such issues. We are people who always offers solutions because we want to be offer solutions and want to deal with the problem. But sometimes that's not wat the person needs, this is a good lesson for a Counsellor. Lastly, Thank GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-1750626308278760100?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1750626308278760100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1750626308278760100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1750626308278760100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1750626308278760100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-week.html' title='Good Week'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SGeoUpLkfkI/AAAAAAAAAUI/sanUDFP-I_8/s72-c/2244551112_e32d2b9eaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1372954170493795112</id><published>2008-06-22T21:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:54:18.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Case Study 1: Nevertheless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;David was a shepherd &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nevertheless the greatest psalms flow from his pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David was the youngest and a nobody &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nevertheless he was anointed King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;David faced Goliaths and Saul &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nevertheless He receives a Jonathan &amp;amp; a Abigail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nevertheless David took the stronghold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nevertheless David was a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nevertheless David was strengthened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch the picture?&lt;br /&gt;xxxx was a abuser &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nevertheless he became a great man of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;xxxx is struggling in life &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nevertheless God gave people who are beautiful in his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx was a sex addict &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nevertheless he was set free from the bondage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx has terminal cancer &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nevertheless he became a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;xxxx faces depression in his life&lt;/span&gt; nevertheless he gained new hope and love each morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sky is a sinner and failure &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nevertheless ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215011835256202802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SF9xokPnZjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iJ-s3QFhtug/s400/513008589_0a0e90d546.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need a nevertheless in our lives, what's yours? As long as theres pain, struggles, strongholds there will always be a nevertheless, all yr challenges are NEVER the end. Would encourage u guys, let a prayer whisper in your heart. You fill in the blank, your nevertheless awaits. Besides God made this word beautifully, that we are NEVER THE LESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/28703686-1372954170493795112?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1372954170493795112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1372954170493795112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1372954170493795112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1372954170493795112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/06/case-study-david-victories.html' title='Case Study 1: Nevertheless'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SF9xokPnZjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/iJ-s3QFhtug/s72-c/513008589_0a0e90d546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6372011849247591593</id><published>2008-06-17T22:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:22:24.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluster Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cluster Camp was a good time to reflect on my walk. Much more to learn and grow, camp served not only a place gaining wisdom and understanding, but its encouraging to be strengthen and challenged through this 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212869064943659394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SFfUy6yW6YI/AAAAAAAAATo/6MVXU-PpMtA/s400/2459090391_92c8076758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I decided to do a few things and 1 of it is to do a case study of the Heroes in the bible, about the people I see as role models. Hahaha I be using materials from study Bible, message version and books. It makes quiet time much more challenging and more fascinating. So my posts these days will be for my own processing hahaha I will be honoured and happy if you are encouraged by it. Obviously my 1st role model I be studying will be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;King David&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/28703686-6372011849247591593?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6372011849247591593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6372011849247591593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6372011849247591593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6372011849247591593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/06/cluster-camp-was-good-time-to-reflect.html' title='Cluster Camp'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SFfUy6yW6YI/AAAAAAAAATo/6MVXU-PpMtA/s72-c/2459090391_92c8076758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-412139590026740469</id><published>2008-06-08T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:43:58.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAAB Duathlon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;This was a significant race because its the first race after my Ironman. This race was marked by me in hopes of being encouraged. In hopes of getting into the top 3 and giving it a solid finish. Duathlon is a Run-Bike-Run event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209505427119490754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SEvhlbbtRsI/AAAAAAAAATg/VGHkpEve2Ug/s400/1488871249_64aa4f95ac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it started quite well you know mixing it with the top 5 but it was quite disappointing that I lost sight of them when they made a turn down the tunnel. Due to the lack of road Marshalls, I continue on straight while 10+ participants was following me and some construction worker had to shout we were going the wrong way. So its pretty demoralising as we wasted 1min and 30secs. Whats more disappointing was that in the bike due to road Marshalls the top 8 cycled extra distance SO its pretty much a goner. Hahahaha o well I came in 6th having a solid finish and felt I pushed and strive the entire race which is a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still an encouragement that triathlon has taught me not only to race but to live. Even on this race I learn to grow more polite under such frustration hahaha changing my OIS to Excuse me and thanks. Some people may think its not a big deal, but my conviction is this let my speech, thoughts and actions exalt God. And sometimes, exalting God is never showy its actually the smallest of things we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed now, listening to pastor preach today was really challenging was really tired hhehhe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-412139590026740469?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/412139590026740469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=412139590026740469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/412139590026740469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/412139590026740469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/06/saab-duathlon.html' title='SAAB Duathlon'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SEvhlbbtRsI/AAAAAAAAATg/VGHkpEve2Ug/s72-c/1488871249_64aa4f95ac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4659799144520544694</id><published>2008-06-02T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:23:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amusing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look back at my posts since 2006 up till July 2007, and I really wonder. How can my English be so atrocious!&lt;br /&gt;Example&lt;br /&gt;Today, I really wanted to spend time by myself today...WHAT ENGLISH IS THIS??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok even now it still need some work, but at least what I write, I feel its understandable. Worse yet, I was sooo whiny. My walk with God, my understanding in His Truth in His character was really quite in a mess. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207320418803853986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SEQeVNJxKqI/AAAAAAAAATY/dkIL6XxCaQ8/s400/Petal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really makes you appreciate the growth that you cultivate with each choice and each thought in your life. I consider my past, endeavours, achievements rubbish. Not that I'm not proud of it, I really am, but it keeps me focus on things that really matters. Besides its my aggressive take to be humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining what it ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/28703686-4659799144520544694?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4659799144520544694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4659799144520544694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4659799144520544694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4659799144520544694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/06/amusing.html' title='Amusing'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SEQeVNJxKqI/AAAAAAAAATY/dkIL6XxCaQ8/s72-c/Petal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-5290438213214514282</id><published>2008-05-25T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:30:44.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Response and Michael Kwah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hillsong Concert was great, but its not just a spiritual high thing for me, its not just another event I invite the lost sheep. Its a response of my heart. And let it be so in those people who were there. As we push down the 4 walls of the church, lets us respond to the world our identity in Christ, our response of being saved, our response towards the LEAST OF THESE and our response of worshipping Christ in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204302389781693010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SDllcy6nglI/AAAAAAAAATQ/0VXSqYz9QbU/s400/n1103394603_40591_2992.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe God placed us all to be destined to do great things in our lives. reflecting His goodness and pointing to His greatness. Looking into the lives of my 2 brothers and 2 sisters and I'm always reaffirmed by it. My Brother Michael recently finished acting as the main character of a REAL SINGAPORE movie "The Spirit Compendium", furthermore I'm encouraged is that hes remembering his Promise to God about extending His Kingdom to the people in the media industry. I look at all of my siblings as the Baby in the family, I just feel proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204302385486725698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SDllci6ngkI/AAAAAAAAATI/8YUBLmL17qk/s400/n1103394603_40234_8790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-5290438213214514282?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/5290438213214514282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=5290438213214514282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/5290438213214514282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/5290438213214514282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-response-and-michael-kwah.html' title='My Response and Michael Kwah'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SDllcy6nglI/AAAAAAAAATQ/0VXSqYz9QbU/s72-c/n1103394603_40591_2992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2624497023817652170</id><published>2008-05-21T22:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:02:30.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boon Keong's Last Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;It was a hard wake up call for many as it was how they should live life to the fullest. For me, it was could I tell my Lord am I really finishing well? Seeing his face lik that it was saddening. The make up was so thick, I presume it was to cover his wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing him since Maha Bodhi to Macpherson days. There was an unsaid competitiveness between us in our runs perharps even bball. We always recall him smiling, never frowns, never angry. He was a man of influence, counsellor, and a friend to many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so honoured by his family, the grief they felt and yet being so sensitive, excusing me not taking the incense but out of respect I decided to bow. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He did it with the best smile he could muster and said "Its Ok" it broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, may peace reign in his family, let not grief overtake them but that comfort that transcends all understanding. Lord its a wrong time to ask why, Im here to pray, bless and trust. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In the end...its not Why...its Why Not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poly student dies after his motorcycle crashes on SLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FINAL-YEAR manufacturing engineering student from Nanyang Polytechnic died after his motorcycle skidded and crashed along Seletar Expressway on Tuesday morning at about 2.10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toh Boon Keong, 19, was on his way home after dropping his girlfriend at her place in Aljunied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was travelling along Seletar Expressway when his motorcycle skidded and hit the central divider before landing on the centre lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Toh sustained serious head and body injuries and was rushed to Tan Tock Seng Hospital, where he was pronounced dead at 3.20am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time his mother, Madam Yee Lee Cher spoke to him was on Monday night at 8pm. She had asked him if he would be turning up for a family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Mr Toh, who worked as a part-time cinema service crew member said he could not make it as he ended work only at 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam Yee, 50, remembers her youngest of three children as a lively and filial child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He said he would take care of me when I am old, but now he has left me behind,' she said in tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-2624497023817652170?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2624497023817652170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2624497023817652170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2624497023817652170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2624497023817652170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/05/boon-keongs-last-goodbye.html' title='Boon Keong&apos;s Last Goodbye'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8828577490406609528</id><published>2008-05-20T00:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T00:42:02.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company of the Year Well Maybe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I seldom take pride of my endeavours, but this really gave me a sense of fulfillment and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evention International&lt;br /&gt;CEO Sky Kwah&lt;br /&gt;Vice President Kang Lun&lt;br /&gt;Board of Directors Daryl and Kang Fei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202128272512921522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SDGsGg8mL7I/AAAAAAAAATA/33bMSMZb5DI/s400/evention.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;In the world we live in inventions are being made daily; most inventions are based and started on processes or ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Evention International we believe the events we manage are always bringing life to an idea whether big, small, rational or irrational. Always seeing new possibly, constantly challenging oneself, raising new questions and asking less of the WHY and more of the WHY NOT? Every of our employee believes in innovation and discovery, steadfast to our vision, seeing no limit to ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Vision: “Discovery consists of seeing what everybody has seen and thinking what nobody has thought.” By Albert Szent-Gyorgyi, Nobel Prize 1937&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Motto: Envision, Imagination and Invention shows the limitless potential in each and every one of our employees. Like a life it requires pruning, cultivation and growth. For us who dares to dream, but we do not just stop there, we implement, apply and utilize our ideas truly giving them life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-8828577490406609528?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8828577490406609528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8828577490406609528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8828577490406609528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8828577490406609528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/05/company-of-year-well-maybe.html' title='Company of the Year Well Maybe...'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SDGsGg8mL7I/AAAAAAAAATA/33bMSMZb5DI/s72-c/evention.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3612050319548814509</id><published>2008-05-11T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:26:07.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning Loads</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I have just shifted from a season of recovery to a whole new season. You know like going back to school, projects, training and driving. Back to my endeavours! Weeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199156704899903362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SCcdeg8mL4I/AAAAAAAAASo/k6F8kddMV_k/s320/1555476783_b9fcb9bee8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Tenny was here in Singapore, had the privilege to sit through his conference and sermon. It really kept me thinking, I really thank God for such great insightful people. Loads of take home messages I will try to process through 1 by 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime ago, I will consider the glory of God is base on how great my endeavours are. I hear people praying reminding me I'm doing it for His Glory. But than again like Pastor Tommy said,u really want to see the glory of God? Well u will die than. Explaining with the tabernacle and the veil explaining how God protecting us.&lt;br /&gt;It kept me thinking, could the glory of God be varied in different people Christian walk? But yet still pointing to the greatness of God, reflecting in his goodness? Was sharing with Josh, and learnt its lesser of the WHAT and more of the HOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was sharing about Esther,I thought it was really deep. In this book if u realise God was never mentioned at all in this book. But yet there r so much lessons to learn, nurture and apply. Pastor Tommy said a lot of key points but for me it was this. That we shall not prostitute King's favour but something lower, and worship controls my destiny. Worship shows where my heart lies. Worship whether in works or words, its my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199157117216763810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SCcd2g8mL6I/AAAAAAAAAS4/30GlBeDqlcc/s400/1517285130_490d5aaa0f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh reminded me favour goes beyond just earning it for yourself. Esther had favour from the Xerxes so in the end she became Queen than she saved a nation. Favour is to be used for OTHERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I pray we will not just take this to our mind but to our hearts and actions. Whats the use of sitting in that Hall and not applying his truth, the insights and obeying the counsel of the Holy Spirit? Isn't that worship?&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/28703686-3612050319548814509?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3612050319548814509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3612050319548814509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3612050319548814509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3612050319548814509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/05/learning-loads.html' title='Learning Loads'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SCcdeg8mL4I/AAAAAAAAASo/k6F8kddMV_k/s72-c/1555476783_b9fcb9bee8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2382583472832644669</id><published>2008-05-04T21:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:58:29.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackmail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We found alot of cool and brilliant stuff while renovating the house. I encourage u to scroll down! HAHAHAHA dun laugh too much, for my family today is blackmail day! Well ok I will humilate myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chubby Fatty Baby (thats me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196881936938910018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8Ill7jQUI/AAAAAAAAARo/j1jmnbWQd_w/s320/Photo-0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;U c I was so much fairer THAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196881932643942690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8IlV7jQSI/AAAAAAAAARY/qK_o6W70ilI/s320/Photo-0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can die happy now...-.- 1st time in a Dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196881936938910002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8Ill7jQTI/AAAAAAAAARg/eJtxqGITnNI/s320/Photo-0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Siblings HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196881941233877330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8Il17jQVI/AAAAAAAAARw/hMk-zEZBC3M/s320/Photo-0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHAH 2nd Sister Khim! Centre Parting Era&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196881941233877346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8Il17jQWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/3SWiXKOtf-Y/s320/Photo-0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eldest Bro Michael Still trying to be a model at that age&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196882422270214530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8JB17jQYI/AAAAAAAAASI/HVPFyVXYhI4/s320/Photo-0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Golden Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way Before&lt;br /&gt;Eldest Sister Alice Her nerdy smart days &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196882417975247218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8JBl7jQXI/AAAAAAAAASA/uU89mPNChF0/s320/Photo-0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Before Sorry guys shes married, Quite pretty right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196889685059912082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8Pol7jQZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ck5Jv2YkX7o/s320/Photo-00722.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After! Hahah PORKY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196889689354879394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8Po17jQaI/AAAAAAAAASY/pxlWeJJBXk0/s320/n607997958_779212_881.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hahaha SuckerBro! Counting all the 1 cents during renovation total of $31.56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196889693649846706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8PpF7jQbI/AAAAAAAAASg/fn2NZx8uDPY/s320/Photo-002172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-2382583472832644669?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2382583472832644669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2382583472832644669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2382583472832644669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2382583472832644669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/05/jeff-dunham.html' title='Blackmail'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SB8Ill7jQUI/AAAAAAAAARo/j1jmnbWQd_w/s72-c/Photo-0074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7907118779555899130</id><published>2008-04-27T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:08:19.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SBRskl7jQQI/AAAAAAAAARI/OKzQmLxdEkA/s1600-h/293703635l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193895646178001154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SBRskl7jQQI/AAAAAAAAARI/OKzQmLxdEkA/s320/293703635l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I define Grace as undeserved works but selflessly given. When you think of Grace, what goes through your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baptism was on Friday night, it was not a Mount Sinai Experience but it was something that was better, experiencing Grace in 3 forms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;My Lord Jesus Christ (No need me to further explain)&lt;br /&gt;As he died for my sins, resurrected, brought victory, love and light into my life. He was the ultimate form of Grace, he died so I could call my Heavenly Father "Father" and HE to call me Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193895641883033842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SBRskV7jQPI/AAAAAAAAARA/JYXFbJ6uKg8/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family&lt;br /&gt;My parents taught me something more than good Morales and being righteousness. I was once a "screwed up" kid, my siblings could testify that about that themselves as well. But as my sis wrote this as well, my parents exemplify the meaning of the word GRACE. They love me, when there was absolutely nothing to love about. My parents being Buddhist aggressively persecuted us being Christians, disowning us as children (Vaguely remembering Mummy with a Chopper)When I came down from the pool, their smiles was all I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193895650472968466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SBRsk17jQRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/byVKP8Jwo4U/s320/P1040177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friends&lt;br /&gt;So much cards, gifts and blessings, it leaves me speechless but to say thank u. Its really so undeserving for me to have such friends. So undeserving to have such love from them. Really Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-7907118779555899130?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7907118779555899130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7907118779555899130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7907118779555899130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7907118779555899130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/04/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SBRskl7jQQI/AAAAAAAAARI/OKzQmLxdEkA/s72-c/293703635l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-3039853581784409556</id><published>2008-04-20T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:12:51.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Costs of Discipleship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I learned something very resounding in my heart this week. It was as if the Holy Spirit nudging on my heart...literally Nudging like the MSN 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sky to being saved cost you nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But Sky to be a disciple costs you everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191339337738033954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SAtXn25jGyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/5cQjtV5Vm38/s320/1413507489_31fb0a2225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No God does not demand us to give up all, but where does my heart lies? Slowly God unravels a series of people that touches my heart, Broken marriages, broken relationships so much more. We live in a broken world. We all have compassion for different areas or people. The next thing is what are you gonna do to fan the flames of compassion in this broken world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-3039853581784409556?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/3039853581784409556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=3039853581784409556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3039853581784409556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/3039853581784409556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/04/costs-of-discipleship.html' title='Costs of Discipleship'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SAtXn25jGyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/5cQjtV5Vm38/s72-c/1413507489_31fb0a2225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8296713562849128780</id><published>2008-04-13T22:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:44:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Heavy Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;3 Heavy Lessons I learnt this week&lt;br /&gt;Positional Sanctification comes because of Christ work for us&lt;br /&gt;Progressive Sanctification comes because of Christ work in us&lt;br /&gt;Both are his gifts for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188739688185786242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SAIbQVpI74I/AAAAAAAAAQw/ar6rWaa-3JY/s320/3123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In my weakness and sin, I can still exalt God in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessing sin and apologising to that person and peers. My only audience and that's my Heavenly Father, Lord Jesus and Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem for the Month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lord U know what I do.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't change how U feel.&lt;br /&gt;Wat you've said each letter is true.&lt;br /&gt;That your love is as new as the morning dew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-8296713562849128780?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8296713562849128780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8296713562849128780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8296713562849128780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8296713562849128780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-heavy-lessons.html' title='3 Heavy Lessons'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/SAIbQVpI74I/AAAAAAAAAQw/ar6rWaa-3JY/s72-c/3123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-89935733709113963</id><published>2008-04-06T19:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:08:01.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Wohoo this week concludes the day of my birthday! I swear I ate all kinds of culture food, Chinese, Japanese, India, western etc. Loads of gifts from toiletries to songs. O a secret to u guys, I really appreciate the gifts! But really Cards will do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to blog on this week as the birthday dinners and stuff have taken my whole week. So i decided to process on my birthday wishes! WEEE O and updates about my life will be way BELOW hahaha hope u have fun reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_jX2_gMvsI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uBtUfTR50Mk/s1600-h/321.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186133435957952274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_jY4fgMvxI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_rJmv-Wha6k/s320/321.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) TO have a heart like David&lt;br /&gt;John "Apostle of Love", Solomon "The Wisest Man" and much more titles in the bible. But out of every heroes in the Bible, David received a title that I really desired with all my heart and that was "A Man after God's heart". 2nd to Jesus this is a man who I really admire. A humble shepherd(to me The most important days of his life was as a shepherd), a Killer of Goliath focusing on God rather than Giants, a King who STRUGGLE, A conqueror who stumbled more than he conquered, a man of passion, a life who ultimately God used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_jYK_gMvuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/M-geZw2X1JE/s1600-h/Triathlon_photo02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186133427368017650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_jY3_gMvvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/unW5RuNyjyc/s320/Triathlon_photo02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2) To continue my journey of Ironman&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I want to be back there. When? How? To be honest I have no answer... But I know this I have a desire and a God whom guides, direct my steps, loves and owns me. Triathlon has become my lifestyle and really I look back, it has taught me more than just humility and perseverance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_jX3PgMvtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/N6m-CRLPgVQ/s1600-h/230714237_5c13335ab0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186133431662984962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_jY4PgMvwI/AAAAAAAAAQY/vkGbluiV7hA/s320/230714237_5c13335ab0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3) To be Single till the Lord Leads me to a year&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe this perhaps gave the most response out of all my wishes. 1/2 of my friends re concluded I'm hopeless or something is wrong with me hahaha. Well...it was a choice I committed myself to until I'm ready. O yea man its a struggle really, but its really setting your heart in things above which is the Lord's Kingdom. Its really to be faithful, committed and devoted. To Christ marriage was the closet relationship ever created that's why HE portray Himself as the Groom and the church the Bride. Haha Lord u still have the pen in my story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;Learning Driving (1st lesson was way cool)&lt;br /&gt;Started training (Love the time I just feel the wind, feeling lethargic)&lt;br /&gt;Bought a Book of Thaddeus Cheong the National triathlete who passed away (I always look at him, and I tell God. This could be Me. His life has been inspiring of finishing the Race marked out. Passionate about Triathlons and striving, Fellow Brother of Christ.)&lt;br /&gt;Reading "The Life I have Always Wanted"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-89935733709113963?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/89935733709113963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=89935733709113963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/89935733709113963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/89935733709113963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_jY4fgMvxI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_rJmv-Wha6k/s72-c/321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7783927972863687251</id><published>2008-03-31T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:19:54.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Have been on a rampage catching up on my books these days, as if I'm on a reading timetable. 2 books really caught my heart. Facing your Giants and The Life you've always wanted. Reading these books does not only share insights but it sparks a daily transformation in my life and even having a deeper understanding of our Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183941194455760562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_EPDPgMvrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/VctXUPvzl80/s320/2121.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encouraging lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Write today's worries in sand.&lt;br /&gt;Chisel yesterday's victories in stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God saw in David what no one else say. That's a God-seeking Heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Focus on Giants you stumble, Focus on God your giants tumble"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not really finish reading this book but something that caught me today was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183941190160793250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_EPC_gMvqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/V4i4siyY0U4/s320/312.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"the Human race is not just one universal disappointment, but one inextinguishable hope."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always remember this, theres a time to pray for miracles and theres a time to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something exciting to mention is that. After much thought, prayers etc, I decided to once again race this Sep and have selected the 70.3 Singapore Ironman as my main race for this end season. To recover from devastation and to once again put on my running shoes and my amazing tights heez, I didn't expect it to be so difficult. But u know...through Triathlon it been inbuilt in me to prioritise, pursue and persist, not only spiritual sense. But it is a lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-7783927972863687251?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7783927972863687251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7783927972863687251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7783927972863687251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7783927972863687251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/03/read.html' title='Read'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R_EPDPgMvrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/VctXUPvzl80/s72-c/2121.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4521270920380396018</id><published>2008-03-25T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:41:07.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Establishment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where is my heart established?&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 112 says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He will have no fear of bad news&lt;br /&gt;His heart is steadfast, trusting the Lord&lt;br /&gt;His heart is secure, he will have no fear&lt;br /&gt;In the end he will look triumph on his foes&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my heart ready to trust? Is my Spirit firm, unperturbed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Proverbs 3&lt;br /&gt;TRUST in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;&lt;br /&gt;In all your way ACKNOWLEDGE him, and he will make your paths straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181719858845105810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R-kqwfgMvpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Fae8ujmELD8/s320/461764690_ef44055801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This 2 verses came alive in my Spirit one morning, it was sad I could only tell God this, "Lord I still do not trust you." With trust comes restedness and stillness, with trust we would not worry or be wavering. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sometimes when troubles comes, we do not understand. But when trust comes we may not need to understand.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes we all have our Goliaths grinning at us, strongholds daunting us, Storms coming towards us. But Lord my prayer is this let our hearts be established on YOUR Word, YOUR Promises.&lt;/span&gt; And with our lips comes our praise and thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-4521270920380396018?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4521270920380396018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4521270920380396018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4521270920380396018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4521270920380396018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/03/establishment.html' title='Establishment'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R-kqwfgMvpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Fae8ujmELD8/s72-c/461764690_ef44055801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6316708699500328732</id><published>2008-03-19T20:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:14:05.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warrior Poet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Have been reading alot these past few weeks, each book brought new discovery and work in my life. For this week this book talks about deep within the rugged soul of every young man there is a warrior in search of his sword and a poet in search of his pen. This author challenges to forsake modern male mediocrity for Christ-built, warrior poet manhood -- manhood that change history, capture the hearts of people and his future wife, Manhood that protects the broken and serve the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179452105252636834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R-EcP3C7iKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JciAZPs6Uf8/s320/HOMM5_Haven_Creature_Archangel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Forging the Warrior (Picture courtesy of Heroes V a childhood game which made me admire angels more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question I have been asking myself what are the things worth protecting? Spiritual warfare is real, what are the minor to major things that deserves to be on guard as we wage war?&lt;br /&gt;A few came to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My covenant with my Lord - Living a holy life, obeying, serving Him&lt;br /&gt;2) My covenant with my future wife - Being single, guarding my heart, mind and eyes. Guarding even my line of boundary and hers. Defending her innocence, purity and heart.&lt;br /&gt;3) The Broken, poor and small - When was the last time you actually served the broken excluding YA of course. The person in your class with no friends? The teacher who's stressed? So many people we tend to missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Devil drug, defile, delude and distract us with stuff that seems normal like work or the bar of morality, what are your weapons in your soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"Mud on a man's tires does not mean steel in the man's soul"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179452113842571442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R-EcQXC7iLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/luHLUKXJY5I/s320/Messonier-The-Poet--Restrike-Etching--35873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Shaping the Poet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May his tongue be his pen, while his life be his poem. Poets sing, writes and feel but what does it mean to be a Christ-built poet. Poets pursuits tenderness, emotions, intimacy, to be trained to be in sync not only others, your own but also with Christ's emotions. Poets listens while they write, to be tender while they listen, to be thoughtful and wise while they grow. As Men we neglect the fact of being tender, to be a listener thus making it so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To study, obey and follow our King, Cultivating HIS life within us. Let this be like a resounding echo in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/28703686-6316708699500328732?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6316708699500328732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6316708699500328732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6316708699500328732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6316708699500328732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/03/warrior-poet.html' title='Warrior Poet'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R-EcP3C7iKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/JciAZPs6Uf8/s72-c/HOMM5_Haven_Creature_Archangel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1066535525603891210</id><published>2008-03-14T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:48:52.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YA Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R9qlxnC7iHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/TJ8P_0nmZes/s1600-h/Photo-0066(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177632993329252466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R9qlxnC7iHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/TJ8P_0nmZes/s320/Photo-0066(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Its abit difficult to process this as there are perhaps too many things that happen deserves processing. Every year YA camp lives up to its expectations of naughty kids, crazy happenings and a need of strength. But this year was abit different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the Clan Head for Spartans, a great bunch of kids and counsellors we really bonded and serving each other. Even if it was raining practically through the whole camp, the clan really just enjoy themselves and learned new values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177918823402801298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R9upvHC7iJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/LAIE0Cmldic/s320/n606774216_452335_1808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what was different for this camp than the rest was this 1 day. Being busy with the structured experience i was so tired, plus sharing my Ironman story in front of so many kids i was rekindled to be disappointed. So afraid to break down in front of 100+ kids. Furthermore on the briefing something devastating happened that devastated the leaders and pastor. Its been a long time since i see him so broken. To protect the identity of the child, I will not say much. But my heart shattered as i remember that these kids really needs love and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177632997624219778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R9qlx3C7iII/AAAAAAAAAPA/t8c7HToAxyw/s320/Spartans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;God really is good and great, few things have been pointed out when I just spend time with HIM. What is a warrior poet like? To me what is failure? To me what is strong? How is my relationship with God like? And my assurance for this month is this.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sometimes h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e does not calm my storms but he stills the heart of the sailor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-1066535525603891210?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1066535525603891210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1066535525603891210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1066535525603891210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1066535525603891210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/03/ya-camp.html' title='YA Camp'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R9qlxnC7iHI/AAAAAAAAAO4/TJ8P_0nmZes/s72-c/Photo-0066(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8745201115371153221</id><published>2008-03-02T23:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:56:18.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From Ironman</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167290688604818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R8rIPgUqCpI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5TvA82ui0AU/s320/IMG_1567.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a race full of experiences and brokenness, to swim bike and run for 15 hours and not finish, it hurt more to stop than to keep going somehow. I had to stop as my potassium and kratine level was sky high. As my kidneys breakdown the next organ would have been my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167273508735602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R8rIOgUqCnI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_cxTQLUW2cs/s320/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I’m actually sad that I could not complete the race, I had to give up. It was a whole new experience for me to struggle. It was not sad that I simply did not finish but it was sad that this race I have planned, train, disciplined all the work and still not finishing. I am resting at the right time, training at the right time. Having a heart rate timetable, following a program with my Buddy Sam whom finished 6th very fast by the way. It was the best preparation ever in my life. I raced like how I trained, eating at the right times, prepared everything well. Mistakes could not be found or tolerated in my training. Furthermore, God dealt with layers of wrong understanding in my life, layer by layer I had a new zeal and passion for what I’m doing. HE also brought me to greater level of discipline, honor and humility. And so many people have been so encouraging and supportive to me. Videos, banners, cards and simply just being there to surprise me. 6 months of preparation in 1 day it hurt a lot not on my body but in heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167282098670210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R8rIPAUqCoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ptukuOv1GyY/s320/IMG_1543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even to bring myself to a point of thanksgiving and worship it’s really something difficult. I could not help but really cry out to God. But God called me to be thankful not FOR all circumstances but IN all circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;In this race, I’m grateful of the preparation, struggles and growth I have went through. That through (and in) this Ironman it brought me to a new level of brokenness, struggle and journey. It brought me closer to understanding my Lord and also being someone more like Him. To have train myself to be godly for it has value for all things. I’m very thankful of the people who have been so committed to my success giving me their support and praying for me. These are the things that matters to me and keeps me striving&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167294983572130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R8rIPwUqCqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1GDSuttMJMM/s320/n764744497_622026_711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Thank Josh for him to introduce me to this sport, sharpening my growth and being an encouragement all the time&lt;br /&gt;Thank Khim my sister to always being such a good fighter for Christ. She brings a new meaning to perseverance&lt;br /&gt;Thank Caro, Andrew, Syl Pam to drop by Langkawi to surprise me. Simply the presence brings great joy and encouragement to me&lt;br /&gt;Thank Denise for the Video, being a listener, and always sharing about her growth and happenings.&lt;br /&gt;Thank Livingstones being such great support&lt;br /&gt;Thank amazing people like Dr William, Yong Howe much more&lt;br /&gt;Thank my Family of giving me the blessing and support even my mum made pasta before I left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spend time with my Heavenly Father, something assuring was Him was this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;“Sky, I do not define you by your all the amazing things you do, how strong you are or what you accomplish. Sky, I define you as how close I am to you, is your focus on Goliath or ME and whether you know and trust ME.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173168304300886706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R8rJKgUqCrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/i0W8oAB6l30/s320/IMG_1495.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173167264918800994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R8rIOAUqCmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/gYdK3jsJYEU/s320/IMG_1496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Today, I could not hold back the tears. It was like holding a tidal wave with toothpicks, I was broken and God healed my heart to be strong and courageous. Not entirely but it was certain. TO be honest as I still have so many questions, but today my take was this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) I’m still thankful&lt;br /&gt;2) I remember thanks to Josh, of my goal to be a testimony. This is my testimony but this is not the end and best to come.&lt;br /&gt;3) I want to go back there to race. Not to prove I have what it takes to be an Ironman. It really becomes a personal journey, challenge and Goliath.&lt;br /&gt;4) Restedness is core strength.&lt;br /&gt;5) I was healed&lt;br /&gt;6) I still choose to trust Him, love Him and know &lt;/span&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/28703686-8745201115371153221?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8745201115371153221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8745201115371153221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8745201115371153221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8745201115371153221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-from-ironman.html' title='Back From Ironman'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R8rIPgUqCpI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5TvA82ui0AU/s72-c/IMG_1567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7611114906926435998</id><published>2008-02-20T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:04:28.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;These videos blew my heart away, and rekindle a truth in me. THAT I AM really really BLESSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video has encouraged me greatly, and the funny is that I do not even know any of them! Such great encouragement and affirmation. Hey I know you be reading this! Really thanks and appreciate it!!! I know I have said alot of times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tq5NOAIdlZg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tq5NOAIdlZg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video spoke to me in the morning and I could not help but wept(Yes I wept alot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;You are the strength that keeps me walking&lt;br /&gt;You are the hope that keeps me trusting&lt;br /&gt;You are the life to my soul&lt;br /&gt;You are my purpose, You're everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I stand here with you&lt;br /&gt;and not be moved by you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-7611114906926435998?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7611114906926435998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7611114906926435998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7611114906926435998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7611114906926435998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-for-sky.html' title='Just for Sky'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2640707225168076766</id><published>2008-02-17T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:16:53.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Armour (Keep Scolling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDPTsVo1I/AAAAAAAAANg/E13E4GZNGA0/s1600-h/IMG_1482.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167954502670984018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDPTsVo1I/AAAAAAAAANg/E13E4GZNGA0/s320/IMG_1482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; My Weapons (SUmmore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDUTsVo2I/AAAAAAAAANo/6MOOjSy_sag/s1600-h/IMG_1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167954588570329954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDUTsVo2I/AAAAAAAAANo/6MOOjSy_sag/s320/IMG_1483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; My Food (After the photos still have)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDWTsVo3I/AAAAAAAAANw/lbOCzkGMi0Y/s1600-h/IMG_1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167954622930068338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDWTsVo3I/AAAAAAAAANw/lbOCzkGMi0Y/s320/IMG_1484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; WOHOO The Warrior. Lol SEE with white hair (yes yes I'm bad at camwhoring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDWzsVo4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Y8srxR99eeQ/s1600-h/IMG_1485.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167954631520002946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDWzsVo4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Y8srxR99eeQ/s320/IMG_1485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My God, My King, My Lord, My Encouragement, My Messiah, My Power, My Teacher, My Love, My Strength, and the one I will be experiencing and enjoying with on that day! The List goes on and on but I know you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDXTsVo5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/A404-lEmg4Y/s1600-h/IMG_1488.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167954640109937554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDXTsVo5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/A404-lEmg4Y/s320/IMG_1488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; I leaving real soon in like 4 days and having my race in 6 days. And after today I really felt the peace in my heart. Pastor Khong's sermon and Josh prayer pierced my heart, whether that I'm doing an Ironman or studying etc. God wants the relationship with me above all else. Josh shared this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jeremiah 9:23-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is what the LORD says:&lt;br /&gt;"Let not the wise man boast of his wisdom&lt;br /&gt;or the strong man boast of his strength&lt;br /&gt;or the rich man boast of his riches,&lt;br /&gt;but let him who boasts boast about this:&lt;br /&gt;that he &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNDERSTANDS&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNOWS&lt;/span&gt; me, that I am the Lord, who &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exercises kindness, justice and righteousness&lt;/span&gt; on earth, for in these I delight," declares the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This race is not just to boast that God has been so great or of my strength, discipline! But let me through this struggle, this milestone, and the long process I can boast &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Lord, I have know you better, I have come closer to your heart, I have gain a new level of intimacy with my Lord"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord that is what I want above all else. That relationship with you, to have understand, known and believed you in my heart, thoughts and WORKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-2640707225168076766?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2640707225168076766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2640707225168076766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2640707225168076766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2640707225168076766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-war.html' title='To War'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R7hDPTsVo1I/AAAAAAAAANg/E13E4GZNGA0/s72-c/IMG_1482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4838362450003527770</id><published>2008-02-10T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:27:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psyched Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I cant believe its only a week left to Race Week. Im so psyched, excited and more importantly for a long time I'm actually afriad! (will share one day why being afriad can be an exciting thing) ^^ I gave my best in my training, preparing, balancing my life etc, and I will be at the start line knowing I'm already a Sucess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, been spending more time on my quiet time these days, preparing myself emotionally, mentally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Sky your faith is not in your training, bike and self, but your faith is in Me. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been shown to me countless of times, my bike breaks, my body can bereduced to nothing, everything in me can fail. But HE does not. I have a trustworthy God whom has never fail me once since I trusted Him. And this race woul not be an exception.&lt;br /&gt;Some videos to let you see what Ironman is like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCmg-ay_VIA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zCmg-ay_VIA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FVIrHc3Hnqc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FVIrHc3Hnqc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-4838362450003527770?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4838362450003527770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4838362450003527770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4838362450003527770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4838362450003527770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/02/psyched-up.html' title='Psyched Up'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7418522137043840400</id><published>2008-02-03T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:17:41.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Pastor Roland said a very great insight today, wonder if your guys caught it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You can only do external things when you have a reality in your heart.&lt;/span&gt; What does that speak to you? Whats your reality when u study and work? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway something funny, I realise I keep posting funny stuff these days. I think my brain is really fried hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R6W-eRMxIEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eg4YVpzliTc/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162741975072448578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R6W-eRMxIEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eg4YVpzliTc/s320/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R6W-sBMxIFI/AAAAAAAAANY/2-1uOo5ycck/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162742211295649874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R6W-sBMxIFI/AAAAAAAAANY/2-1uOo5ycck/s320/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162740287150301234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R6W88BMxIDI/AAAAAAAAANI/iNFkxp8s_b0/s320/2121.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-7418522137043840400?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7418522137043840400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7418522137043840400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7418522137043840400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7418522137043840400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/02/reality.html' title='Reality'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R6W-eRMxIEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eg4YVpzliTc/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7314531394955158615</id><published>2008-01-28T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:25:26.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;26 more days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160517723178999810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R53XhxMxIAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/nAS-pTCyOCc/s320/ironman_logo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I love the feeling when I'm weak, when I'm afriad, when I worry that I have nothing to hold onto but only U, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-7314531394955158615?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7314531394955158615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7314531394955158615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7314531394955158615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7314531394955158615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/01/26-days.html' title='26 Days'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R53XhxMxIAI/AAAAAAAAAMw/nAS-pTCyOCc/s72-c/ironman_logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8573115664135006450</id><published>2008-01-23T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:40:24.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fell in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dear all, Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gave in, I was caught by her beauty, I didnt believe in love in first sight, its also love in first flight. But her attractiveness overwhelm me. Her slim figure, my fingers moving past the surface, cherishing the moment. Her white porcelein skin, like the snow, swept the feet of most guys. I could not help it. I tot u all should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I have fell in love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158654729574752242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R5c5JRMxH_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Gl-Txs6J6P0/s400/design_displayair20080115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;MAC BOOK AIR HAHAHA SUCKERR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wun be wise for me to get it, not very work friendly, but just wanted to admire it. Even if its super thin and nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/28703686-8573115664135006450?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8573115664135006450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8573115664135006450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8573115664135006450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8573115664135006450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/01/fell-in-love.html' title='Fell in Love'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R5c5JRMxH_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Gl-Txs6J6P0/s72-c/design_displayair20080115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-1829181783005610726</id><published>2008-01-20T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T01:05:02.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157234502981902370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R5ItdM2f4CI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fyftUCOZ6Hc/s320/funny-pictures-finding-nemo-surfer-turtle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R5ItcM2f4AI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BBKvxemImhk/s1600-h/funny-pictures-hamster-toilet-paper-roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157234485802033154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R5ItcM2f4AI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BBKvxemImhk/s320/funny-pictures-hamster-toilet-paper-roll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R5Itcs2f4BI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/K1vZGxoQabA/s1600-h/funny-pictures-kitten-hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157234494391967762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R5Itcs2f4BI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/K1vZGxoQabA/s320/funny-pictures-kitten-hug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA -.-......I'm sorry thanks to someone I'm having cheap thrills these days&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/28703686-1829181783005610726?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/1829181783005610726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=1829181783005610726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1829181783005610726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/1829181783005610726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahahahhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R5ItdM2f4CI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fyftUCOZ6Hc/s72-c/funny-pictures-finding-nemo-surfer-turtle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2314628018213966275</id><published>2008-01-06T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:43:44.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth of my Past Love Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R4I2-s2f39I/AAAAAAAAALw/40tNAobjvWg/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My past, relationships was my life, my strength, my weakness, my joy and my sorrow. It was everything to me, until I knew Jesus again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a Christian bookstore and browsing though the items, as some of you may know, I'm particular in reading books. But as I went past a book, I stopped and I felt a prompting to buy it. It was so spontaneous I was surprised by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Titled : When GOD Writes Your Love Story! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152741597823098850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R4I3Ls2f3-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/IsLuwbtC9FM/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After reading, I could not but wept in my heart, such similarities we had, the authors and myself. The struggles, the joy and ultimately the pain. I received much more than wisdom, but clarity in my life, new joy and new excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian, we are taught and told to listened and obey carefully to the instructions on dating. Like no one on one, its wise to set a covenant etc.&lt;br /&gt;I finally understood why I'm not eager to obey even if I do and know its right. If I’m trying to follow a rule just because I have to, inside will grow resentful and begrudging. I am not obeying commands because I love GOD and want to please him; I am doing it simply BECAUSE ITS EXPECTED of ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules do not create a Godly relationship, only leaning on our faithful Father and longing to please him with everything I do will set the stage for a beautiful romance. I'm not saying rules are not wrong, its the wisest options ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just do not want to be motivated or convicted by rules or a command, but by the love of the Father. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because rules don't change my heart. Rules it’s something to restrict me, while my heart yearns. I want to deal with the deeper and true issue in me. My heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After reading, I'm so excited ever 2 let go my LOVE STORY to GOD! As I was still finding my “soul-mate” by my own strength, I told him “Lord if I dun let u write my Love Story, Shut the door, let me not get Married.”&lt;/span&gt; (LOL that’s a serious prayer eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Relationships are rampant nowadays, am I LOVING MY WIFE NOW EVEN IF I DO NOT KNOW WHICH HER? Am I faithful to GOd and her both whom I have or truely know. Tts really faith and a sweet song of love isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ultimately, I learn being faithful to your wife does not start when you met her. It already started! I'm so excited to wait and so encouraged for my Best to come&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;P.S (Someone told me What if GOD does not want me to get married? Discouraged of coz I will be, but the lessons, struggles, wisdom I learned is for my walk to come and eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-2314628018213966275?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2314628018213966275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2314628018213966275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2314628018213966275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2314628018213966275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2008/01/lord-let-me-earn-your-trust-this.html' title='Truth of my Past Love Stories'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R4I3Ls2f3-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/IsLuwbtC9FM/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6010027067235386883</id><published>2007-12-25T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T11:04:01.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Year: Colours of My heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I start openly and honestly checking the spiritual condition of my heart, I would like to wish My Lord, Happy Birthday :) I love you, only you can steal my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147894113049239474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R3D-a82f37I/AAAAAAAAALg/nLrfN0S0iOs/s320/275721002_b5e3ec2ff6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being at Muar has been a very fulfilling and insightful trip as I had plenty of time to rest, consolidate and ponder. This Year of Victory even with my abundant of achievements, blessings and breakthrough, but it has also been a Year of tears and struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really has been humbling as I face discouragement and persecution! But through this season I take and experienced new joy in my growth, yearning for more! In Muar, I felt so prompted by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Matthew 7:13&lt;br /&gt;Enter through the narrow gate, For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, only a few find it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The narrow road and gate symbolize the challenge presented by the way of the kingdom. It's a road of discouragement and self-denial. To me, this year its really a struggle, but yet I find new peace, new strength, new comfort and light in every step I take this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Lord didn't promise days without pain&lt;br /&gt;Joy without sorrow, Sun without rain&lt;br /&gt;But promised strength for the day&lt;br /&gt;Comfort for the tears, Light for the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reflect on my own poem, I could smile on it, smile on my year of victory thru discouragement. Smile to my savior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For He didn't always change the circumstances for the better. But he has moulded and change my heart! And in the end, To HIM thats precious and matters, is my HEART which HE desires while I'm learning to give all of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-6010027067235386883?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6010027067235386883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6010027067235386883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6010027067235386883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6010027067235386883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-year-colours-of-my-heart.html' title='End of Year: Colours of My heart'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R3D-a82f37I/AAAAAAAAALg/nLrfN0S0iOs/s72-c/275721002_b5e3ec2ff6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-152828439337577405</id><published>2007-12-10T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:58:23.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Constrast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R11egqqvR8I/AAAAAAAAALY/EEzIVF13msw/s1600-h/1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142370264829347778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R11egqqvR8I/AAAAAAAAALY/EEzIVF13msw/s320/1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This pic is soo cool and I feel I can relate to it. A few more days and its end of this year. Its been a year of tears, hardships, struggles but victory as well. As I spend time asking and enjoy my moments with the Holy spirit, Josh told me to give a comparison on what I thought about certain aspects of things at the start and end of this year. Its amazing how my beliefs, theology and my own heart changed and perhaps grown as the Lord guides me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn that it has always been a moulding process and Me being the vase is not complete but knowing the end picture I'm a beautiful vase :D. I be leaving for the Muar Trip as well, its gonna b a great time of seeking, asking as I close this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I believe victory this year has not only lie in my achievements, but my heart, feelings, thoughts and my growth. It has really been a process to learn and kip learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe honouring GOD is not only in what I do and feel, but its also in my growth, thinkinf, wisdom and even in what I know about my GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Beginning of the year the reason why I choose to shine whether in team, school, friends and the things I do. I thought it was for the "glory of GOD".&lt;br /&gt;But than again is it really? After seeking the Lord soooo whats that word, Aggressively? Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I believe I do it is bcuz I want my actions to testify my love for HIM and HIS love and greatness for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My answers for now are not perfect, perhaps the Holy Spirit will change on whats my term for victory honour etc next year. but for now... Let my walk with HIM be right and constantly growing in the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-152828439337577405?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/152828439337577405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=152828439337577405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/152828439337577405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/152828439337577405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/12/constrast.html' title='Constrast'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R11egqqvR8I/AAAAAAAAALY/EEzIVF13msw/s72-c/1111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2574591189521677660</id><published>2007-12-02T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:23:09.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最后</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sky has created his first Chinese poem, *thunderous applause* *Drum Roll* haha I think not so bad for a 1st time and from someone whose Chinese is like a C6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后还是开了口&lt;br /&gt;这么近却握不了手&lt;br /&gt;最后还是要退后&lt;br /&gt;好不容易自己走&lt;br /&gt;最后还是对不起你&lt;br /&gt;不想放开在我心里&lt;br /&gt;最后还是为你的笑而起&lt;br /&gt;只希望你的悲我能为你替&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139379464610094322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R1K-ZLoFnPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/IesUR2VCuvc/s320/252837335_50e0b0d698.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nick came by today, hes a man of GOD with no arms and legs. He has used his circumstances to truly bring honour to the name of the Lord. Hes not super human, like every human, hes gets depressed, sad, weak he gets real with us. Life is not full of butterflies, but life is never alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has taught me more than by his example.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Victory is not standing up when you fall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Is when u realise who you need, the choice you make, the life of truth and faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-2574591189521677660?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2574591189521677660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2574591189521677660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2574591189521677660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2574591189521677660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/12/sky-has-created-his-first-chinese-poem.html' title='最后'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R1K-ZLoFnPI/AAAAAAAAALQ/IesUR2VCuvc/s72-c/252837335_50e0b0d698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-2857970287163439453</id><published>2007-11-28T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:36:47.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R04XiWk6fmI/AAAAAAAAALI/-RiHAYhUQDA/s1600-h/170054301_4531ecf97a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138070103819714146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R04XiWk6fmI/AAAAAAAAALI/-RiHAYhUQDA/s320/170054301_4531ecf97a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I think I look like that. Haha Everybody like to play around with my age so much, no idea why. Hahaha I have consolidated a number of crazy responses by people who ask about my age so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets worse and worse everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"You Don't look your age"&lt;br /&gt;"You look mature" Emphasising the word "LOOK"&lt;br /&gt;"Wa SIao!"&lt;br /&gt;"Finish NS?"&lt;br /&gt;"U look 21?"&lt;br /&gt;"Which Uni you From?"&lt;br /&gt;"So Sky where are u working?"&lt;br /&gt;"You look like a engineering lecturer"&lt;br /&gt;"Sky You Married?" I Have no idea where that came from&lt;br /&gt;"You look like you already have kids"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Golden Star&lt;br /&gt;While buying Loreal facial wash, I was haneded Anti-Aging Cream. Gt so depressed hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet sometimes like today, people think i'm a primary school kid. I really wonder do I look so old or young?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-2857970287163439453?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/2857970287163439453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=2857970287163439453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2857970287163439453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/2857970287163439453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/11/age.html' title='Age'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R04XiWk6fmI/AAAAAAAAALI/-RiHAYhUQDA/s72-c/170054301_4531ecf97a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-9174601656331491217</id><published>2007-11-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:02:38.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Have not been very updated with my blog recently, I guess too much things has happen before I could consolidate my thoughts and emotions. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135293385988013650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R0Q6IGk6flI/AAAAAAAAALA/HjlesccvViE/s320/1_596868141l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Being 2 favorites TriElite, Dragonboat and the other clubs have a local running event. Facing fierce opposition of giants, the team manage to get 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of being not Giant, but David and needing HIM. It was not the win I should truly thank GOD for. I'm honored to be able to honour my brothers/sisters/comrades and honour HIM. As one of my brothers could not race in the National IVP I wanted to give my last position for him to run (being a last runner is important to finish well) But he said no and I'm glad I could give him this win as he said "It was my last memorable competitive race"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these days, I continue to learn truly whats honour? What it means to truly honour u Lord? And I'm asking myself, sadly its abit late...What truly is victory for me this year? Is it really achievements of goals, being more influential? Able to finish this, get this, do that? I'm starting to realise... yes its victories... but its not my ending point and besides its too small for a BIG GOD I have don't you think? What is truly yr victory this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-9174601656331491217?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/9174601656331491217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=9174601656331491217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/9174601656331491217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/9174601656331491217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/11/honour.html' title='Honour'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/R0Q6IGk6flI/AAAAAAAAALA/HjlesccvViE/s72-c/1_596868141l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-7565632239602680095</id><published>2007-11-05T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T02:55:09.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Ry4T7knN1ZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9_gkFS0w0qo/s1600-h/450024479_aff0b837b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129058939782944146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Ry4T7knN1ZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9_gkFS0w0qo/s320/450024479_aff0b837b8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Been feeling great these few weeks. Its not my holidays, its not bcuz I gotten rich or have a fulfilling relationship, its not even Sky sleeping more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up each morning to train before/after going to school, ironically for doing sumti so painful and tedious (compare to sleeping) I am looking forward to it. Its not just training, but school, frens, team, my balance in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been disicplining in the morning speaking in tongues, telling him, Lord I really REALLY cannot do this each day without U. Which is a fact. Studies etc? Life? Prep an Ironman? Its tough no joke. Ironman; Entertaining these images very often these days. Its huge its not just any other. Its THE race for me, my race marked out. I need HIM I cannot emphasise more on that (tried checking the thesaurus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;That's my wisdom everyday, Needing HIM... What about u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-7565632239602680095?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/7565632239602680095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=7565632239602680095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7565632239602680095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/7565632239602680095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-than-discipline.html' title='More than Discipline'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Ry4T7knN1ZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9_gkFS0w0qo/s72-c/450024479_aff0b837b8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-715329652740345225</id><published>2007-10-28T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T21:58:56.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starts with a Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Invited 4 of my team guys to church today, it was a crazy moment, and grateful they made the choice to come whether it was to know GOD or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; Bcuz it always starts with a choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126398121643726210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RySf7knN1YI/AAAAAAAAAKw/btbuXfgEr1Q/s320/pastor%252Bkhong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;My pastor... Magician, SEA Games Representative and a MAN of GOD. So inspired but not only what he say or he does. But just he being someone to love and fearing GOD. Not to do, or trying to do, Not to say or trying to say, but just be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-715329652740345225?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/715329652740345225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=715329652740345225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/715329652740345225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/715329652740345225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/10/starts-with-choice.html' title='Starts with a Choice'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RySf7knN1YI/AAAAAAAAAKw/btbuXfgEr1Q/s72-c/pastor%252Bkhong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-8844480818494082702</id><published>2007-10-24T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:21:31.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing the Giants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Guys and Ladies... U know how easy I can wept, and this Story has inspired me to tears. Plz watch it 1 day u never know how it speaks to u. A Story of how GOD change a team of Eagles to do the impossible and face their GIANTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zciqppDGzGo&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 consecutive losing seasons, high school football coach Grant Taylor believes things cant get worse. Hes wrong. With Giants of Fear and failure defeating him in football and in life, the downtrodden coach and husband turns to GOD in desperation. Trusting that GOD can somehow do the impossible, Coach Taylor and his Shiloh Christian Eagles soon discover how faith plays out on the field and off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Seeing a team kneeling and praying together, "when we win we praise him, when we lose we praise him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Quotes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;David: Y did HE made me small and weak&lt;br /&gt;Dad: To show u how mighty HE is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Action follows by belief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not about us, not about making glory, making money and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant judge your father by his actions&lt;br /&gt;And judge yourselves by your intentions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/28703686-8844480818494082702?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/8844480818494082702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=8844480818494082702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8844480818494082702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/8844480818494082702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/10/facing-giants.html' title='Facing the Giants'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4629818161665023130</id><published>2007-10-21T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:29:51.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RxtdtPfFHiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kJlfjxAxMVY/s1600-h/Photo-0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123792032896458274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RxtdtPfFHiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kJlfjxAxMVY/s320/Photo-0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Haha spending some time growing and nuturing my favorite flower, buy lunch to whuever whu can guess it correctly man!? No cheating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123797045123292738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RxtiQ_fFHkI/AAAAAAAAAKo/66gxfJqX3NQ/s320/Photo-0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got a new picture yesterday, it looks awesome! A well-known truth "As we fall, HEs with us, as we fly, HES with us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123792037191425586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RxtdtffFHjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TGAd9zAo-oY/s320/fly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-4629818161665023130?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4629818161665023130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4629818161665023130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4629818161665023130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4629818161665023130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/10/fly.html' title='Fly'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RxtdtPfFHiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kJlfjxAxMVY/s72-c/Photo-0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-6580693115362250154</id><published>2007-10-17T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T13:22:15.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting with THE WAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Click IT its real nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RxWbevfFHgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qtT-J-wr9pU/s1600-h/picture(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122171103649013250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="111" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RxWbevfFHgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qtT-J-wr9pU/s320/picture(1).jpg" width="431" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;3.5 Hrs of Bathing&lt;br /&gt;4 Hrs of School Work&lt;br /&gt;9 Hrs of Eating&lt;br /&gt;12 Hrs of Transport&lt;br /&gt;12 Hrs of Church/YA&lt;br /&gt;15 Hrs of Others&lt;br /&gt;18 Hrs of Training&lt;br /&gt;36 Hrs of Schooling&lt;br /&gt;63 Hrs of Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;168 Hrs of Worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As school reopens, I expected it to be a struggle to discipline myself to rest, train, study and serve. Although I have much to work on, but it has become more desirable than expected, everytime coming back to school I would be lookin forward to Training, starting to enjoy and appreciate what I am doing like Planning, Taking my Heart Rate when I sleep and wake to prepare for the DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/28703686-6580693115362250154?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/6580693115362250154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=6580693115362250154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6580693115362250154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/6580693115362250154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/10/starting-with-way.html' title='Starting with THE WAY'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RxWbevfFHgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qtT-J-wr9pU/s72-c/picture(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4765337394524343716</id><published>2007-10-14T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:10:43.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Preacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wOw1dnURSJw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hahahaha I so enjoy how Africans Americans preach seriously, these people have SOUL man, SOUL, they move and dance! 1 of the rising young preachers. To Save. I believe this is amazing in a way for his age of 8 he is preaching. Its nt just cute, its the Kingdom of GOD in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-4765337394524343716?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4765337394524343716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4765337394524343716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4765337394524343716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4765337394524343716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/10/young-preacher.html' title='Young Preacher'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4912894219721357840</id><published>2007-10-11T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T01:45:51.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>........... -.- Hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Rw0PkvfFHeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mcq85wdqaaE/s1600-h/MEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119765475286654434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Rw0PkvfFHeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mcq85wdqaaE/s320/MEN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I do not know should I be laffing or insulted? Hahaha in a way I guess should be sensitive to certain women thinking. 11 is abit crude so I wiped tt off but the rest I tot it was pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-4912894219721357840?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4912894219721357840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4912894219721357840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4912894219721357840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4912894219721357840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahaha.html' title='........... -.- Hahaha'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Rw0PkvfFHeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mcq85wdqaaE/s72-c/MEN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28703686.post-4707561107675929964</id><published>2007-10-07T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T14:03:00.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check and Recheck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Something I took home today:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118625986103287250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RwkDNvfFHdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/cM-aKJUqLPg/s320/11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I realise, I thought I know&lt;br /&gt;What I am doing?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I have to check and recheck my thoughts, emotions, words, doings and my walk with Christ. Loads of questions I ask myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my heart in the right place? where is the right place? in GOD? than when I have self-fulfilling desires is it wrong? Its not! But yet my religious thinking it always have to be GOD if not I be struck by lightning or something haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions have been raised in me, where simply I do not have the answers. Am I willing to pray, ask, humble self, to appreciate, find and know the answer and gain wisdom in this journey? U see what I mean another question lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28703686-4707561107675929964?l=luvformysaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/4707561107675929964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28703686&amp;postID=4707561107675929964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4707561107675929964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28703686/posts/default/4707561107675929964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvformysaviour.blogspot.com/2007/10/check-and-recheck.html' title='Check and Recheck'/><author><name>Sky A Jesus Lover</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409687103023997981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/Sgbr1ytAAPI/AAAAAAAAAo8/nQNsM4hP4zs/S220/n635340489_3063157_5426796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cOJQV77YDAk/RwkDNvfFHdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/cM-aKJUqLPg/s72-c/11.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
