<?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-10876607</id><updated>2011-08-21T21:31:59.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moses</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-5429945937494001683</id><published>2010-11-24T08:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T08:26:49.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating North Korea</title><content type='html'>I think it will make life easier if USA and other alliance team up with South Korea and just annihilate the annoying, attention seeking North Korea. Knowing the recent news it just gets into my nerves. I don't know what the heck North Korea really want when south Korea wanted peace why can't North Korea just mind their own business since they think they are so smart and they have their almighty, "god" (kim joong il) they can live their stubborn "Communist" life. Rather than keep barging into other countries border by using trumpet to tell the world that they have Nuclear Arsenal and hurl they dirty shell and torpedo onto South Korean border. I hope that the UN will force in pressure unto the inferior North Korea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-5429945937494001683?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/5429945937494001683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/5429945937494001683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2010/11/irritating-north-korea.html' title='Irritating North Korea'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-2096564135827277258</id><published>2010-08-15T08:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T08:31:27.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey what up people? Well... I know you might be thinking “hey what this dude is up to?” Well… nothing special actually anyway I want to talk about my perspective about the gender care-group last Wed 110810 approximately 1930 hours. I thought it was 10/10 when it comes to methods of teaching, for discussion wise I am afraid to say that I would give it 5/10 (the perspective of guy and girls towards each other thingy if you know what I mean.)  For the second discussion I would give it 8/10 (not bad hehe…) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well… why 5/10 for gender discussion? Erm… I thought that the time given for the discussion was very short and for the guys we are in a disadvantage due to the inferior amount us. Don’t get me wrong I am not trying to arrow one another or playing any sexiest game. I believe that we can do a better job answering those questions which we tossed towards each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Let us talk about the guy side (because for the girl, I hate to admit it but they did answer most of our questions.) We didn’t answer most of the question and I thought the answer we gave them was really vague.  I felt quite sorry for the sister because they are not allowed to rational to get the point they wanted and neither the guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well… these are a list of questions the girls asked from us. Some of the question I thought that the guys did not answer them properly because we were trying to race against time thus we didn’t read some of the question properly. Most of the guys mistaken question 5 for question 6 actually they are different thus one of the guy wrote “refer to question 5” as the answer for question 6. Well… I thought of writing the answer of my perspective towards these answer but I am not going to answer every question and perhaps briefly to avoid too much exposure of myself. If anyone of you wants to know you can ask me personally I will be happy to answer according to my “reached.”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Question 1: How Guy handles their emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Answer 1: Talk to our shepherd, someone we are close to, or someone we can trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 2: Under what circumstances will guys readily lay down their ego?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Answer 2: When someone shows concern for me and when I get humiliated in some ways or when I really care for someone for example my friend whom I working on.&lt;br /&gt;Question 3: What are the top 3 insecurity in men’s life?&lt;br /&gt;-NIL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 4: In what areas that the guys think they are better than woman?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Answer 4: Guy cells regenerated faster than girls (scientifically proven. Lol..) Guy are more objective (whatever thing we do I need the logic/reason behind it.) Guys have more capacity for physical enhancement and fortification. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 5: What is it guys find intolerable about woman and if there are any traits that guys wish girls will play less on?&lt;br /&gt;-NIL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 6: What kind of girl pisses you off?&lt;br /&gt;-NIL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions 7: What kind of qualities do you look for in a girl?&lt;br /&gt;-NIL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 8: How would you feel if you future spouse do better than you? (eg. Salary, position, height…)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Answer 8: Well I will feel really proud and honored to have her because she chooses me. And I don’t have to worry about not having enough capital for future investment and business plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 9: Do you mind being a stay-home dad? (housework, baby-sitting)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Answer 9: Well personally I wouldn’t like to stay at home because I love to keep myself busy. I want to support my family I don’t find it nice to let my future spouse to be the sole bread winner. I have to contribute to the family but I God wants we to stay at home then well… I don’t mind staying at home and so I can also do online business and investment without working outside.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Questions 10: Do you prefer girls with. (Personally I thought these question was a tough question for the guys because different guys have their personal preference of a kind of girl that like.  We all can’t answer them together. Well you can’t have a girl with a long and short hair right? You can’t put a girl 2 or 3 in 1 right? Or not it will be nasty.)&lt;br /&gt;(a) Make-up/No make-up&lt;br /&gt;(b) Long/short hair&lt;br /&gt;(c) Noisy/quiet&lt;br /&gt;(d) Tall/short&lt;br /&gt;(e) Tan/fair&lt;br /&gt;-NIL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well… I am done for the guys now for the girls. The girls as I said, they did answer our most of our question and they did well answering them (clap…clap…) But the only thing I thought could end it better is that they can further elaborate one of the question that we guy gave them (Question 6: What drives the sister to be more responsive to God’s Calling?) that question was suggested by me because I was expecting to know the “truth” behind the reason why there are most girls leader than guys today. And according to the statistic Jeremiah gave me is that today the number of guy leader in American church were diminishing and the girl leader are increasing. Why is it so? That question somehow struck me and it makes me even more curious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The presentation of the answer was quite aggressive like as if we are having a gender warfare like you know, those girl were building their arsenal and we guy are trying to do many possible counter-measure. &lt;br /&gt;I believe we all have many things we can learn from one another. I didn’t mean for the outbreak of world war 3. We are there to learn aren’t we?&lt;br /&gt;Well… that’s all I can talk about the gender perspective discussion. The rest of the drama discussion was okay everyone did a good job presenting their answer so no comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I thought I did learn something from the gender care-group initially when Wei Cai told me the there will be a combine gender care-group I was shock I even try to find excuses to avoid attending the care-group after my time in NS group I was too used to having only guys around me now I am in 20+ I was trying to adapt to changes (guys~ if you know what I mean) Well after attending the care-group, it wasn’t that bad. I also manage to know some friends better and it helps me to interact better.&lt;br /&gt;By the way people I was told by Wei Cai to send you people the List of question and answer list we all did during the gender care-group. We will send to you people when I’m done keying them into the computer. Have a fruitful week people. I am signing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agape Moses,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-2096564135827277258?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/2096564135827277258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/2096564135827277258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-what-up-people-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-7421790360727330271</id><published>2010-08-15T06:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T06:17:42.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Hey people i got some question that bothers me for quite some time. I sort of have doubts about the NIV bible. I found something funny about it maybe i was wrong or maybe you people can correct me or give me a benefit of doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  First i would like to ask do we believe in the words of God? If so do we follow the bible? And what if somebody took some verse out of our bible? Should we ignore it or should we find the missing verse? I wonder is it biblical to take verse our of the bible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well i found out that there are some missing verses from our NIV version bible compared to King james version. For example book or Acts 8:37 is missing you people can check. That verse emphasis on us require faith in Jesus before we are allow to baptize. That are also another missing phrase from Colossians 1:14 (in whom we have redemption,[e] the forgiveness of sins.) The word Throught his blood is missing. In King James Version is like this (In whom we have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins.) Another missing verse is Mark 15:28. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (Luke 9:54-56 King James Version "54 And when his disciples James and John saw this, they said, Lord, wilt thou that we command fire to come down from heaven, and consume them, even as Elias did? 55 But he turned, and rebuked them, and said, Ye know not what manner of spirit ye are of. 56 For the Son of man is not come to destroy men's lives, but to save them. And they went to another village.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Luke 9:54-56 NIV Version "54 When the disciples James and John saw this, they asked, "Lord, do you want us to call fire down from heaven to destroy them?" [comparison with Elias omitted]55 But Jesus turned and rebuked them, [Jesus' words of rebuke omitted]56 [Jesus' reason for coming to earth omitted] and they went to another village.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well i know it is not a big deal about the minor changes in the bible. But can anyone give me a good reason about it? It least i can feel comfortable about the NIV bible. But if there isn't any good reason, then should we be ignorant about it? Well... that sounds kind of freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agape Moses,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-7421790360727330271?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/7421790360727330271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/7421790360727330271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2010/08/hey-people-i-got-some-question-that.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-5448329632493621603</id><published>2010-06-15T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:42:08.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Kungfu Auditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QiLXx-0W8Q4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QiLXx-0W8Q4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Video Has Been there for quite sometimes i sort of re-introduce this video because i thought that it was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-5448329632493621603?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/5448329632493621603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/5448329632493621603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-kungfu-auditions_15.html' title='Funny Kungfu Auditions'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-701374611119291319</id><published>2010-06-15T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:18:38.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/TBbfr_qTLSI/AAAAAAAAABg/xHCC4PZSf9k/s1600/2010_the_last_airbender_wallpaper_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482815543286377762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/TBbfr_qTLSI/AAAAAAAAABg/xHCC4PZSf9k/s320/2010_the_last_airbender_wallpaper_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Last Air bender, the movie that came out from US cartoon concept. Basically it is a whole new remake of the cartoon from US. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Air,Water, Earth, Fire. Four nations tied by destiny when the Fire nation launches a brutal war against the others. A century has passed with no hope in sight to change the path of this destruction. Caught between combat and courage, Aang (Noah Ringer) discovers he is the lone Avatar with the power to manipulate all four elements. Aang teams with katara (Nicola Peltz), a Waterbender, and her brother, Sokka (Jackson Rathbone), to restore balance to their war-torn world. Based o the hugely successful Nicklodeon animated TV series, the live action feature film "The Last Airbender" is the opening chapter in Aang's struggle to survive.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not so sure if it is good the CGI wasn't so bad I think no harm trying. The relesed date is 5th Aug 2010&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/10876607-701374611119291319?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/701374611119291319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/701374611119291319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2010/06/movie-updates.html' title='Movie Updates'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/TBbfr_qTLSI/AAAAAAAAABg/xHCC4PZSf9k/s72-c/2010_the_last_airbender_wallpaper_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-4047735931079306583</id><published>2009-08-07T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:05:15.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doughnuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Doughnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Course in Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Author: Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There was a certain professor of THEOLOGY named Dr. Christianson, a studious man who taught at a small college in the Western United States. Dr. Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this particular institution. Every student was required to take this course his or her freshman year regardless of his or her major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel to his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as nothing but drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students refused to take Christianity seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve. Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going into seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing specimen. He was the starting center on the school football team, and the best student in the professor's class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him. "How many push-ups can you do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Steve said, "I do about 200 every night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"200? That's pretty good, Steve," Dr. Christianson said. "Do you think you could do 300?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Steve replied, "I don't know - I've never done 300 at a time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Do you think you could?" again asked Dr. Christianson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Well, I can try," said Steve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of 10 for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it," said the professor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Steve said, "Well...I think I can...yeah, I can do it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson said, "Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me explain what I have in mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. Now, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr. Christianson's class. Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, "Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cynthia said, "Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do 10 push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Steve said, "Sure," and jumped down from his desk to do a quick 10. Then Steve again sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, "Joe, do you want a donut?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson asked, "Steve, would you do 10 push-ups so Joe can have a donut?" Steve did 10 push-ups, Joe got a donut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did 10 push-ups for every person before they got their donut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And down the second aisle, 'till Dr. Christianson came to Scott. Scott was on the basketball team, and is as good of a condition as Steve. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship. When the professor asked, "Scott, do you want a donut?" Scott's reply was, "Well, can I do my own push-ups?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson said, "No, Steve has to do them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then Scott said, "Well, I don't want one then,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, would you do 10 push-ups so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With perfect obedience Steve started to do 10 push-ups. Scott said, "HEY! I said I didn't want one!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson said, "Look, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it." And he put a donut on Scott's desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, "Jenny, do you want a donut?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sternly, Jenny said, "No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, "Steve, would you do 10 more push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?" Steve did 10, Jenny got a donut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were beginning to say, "No" and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks. Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these push-ups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push-up to make sure he did the full 10 push-ups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely. Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;During his class, however, some students from the other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that there were now 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set. Steve asked Dr. Christianson, "Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson thought a moment. "Well, they're your push-ups. You can do them any way you want." And Dr. Christianson went on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, "NO! Don't come in! Stay out!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jason didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, "No, let him come."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr, Christianson said, "You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do 10 push-ups for him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Steve said, "Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson said, "Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jason, new to the room hardly knew what was going on. "Yes," he said, "Give me a donut."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Steve, would you do 10 push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?" Steve did 10 push-ups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson finished the forth row, and then started on those visitors seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. Sweat was profusely dripping off of his face and, by this time, there was no sound except his heavy breathing. There was not a dry eye in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The very last two students in the room were two young women, both cheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second-to-last, and asked, "Linda, do you want a donut?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Linda said, very sadly, "No, thank you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Professor Christianson quietly asked, "Steve, would you do 10 push-ups so that Linda can have a donut that she doesn't want?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grunting from the effort, Steve did 10 very slow push-ups for Linda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. "Susan, do you want a donut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. "Dr. Christianson, why can't I help him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, "No, Steve has to do it alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book. Steve, here, is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone else has failed a test, skipped a class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push-ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes. Steve, would you do 10 push-ups so Susan can have a donut?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As Steve very slowly finished his last push-up, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 push-ups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said, "And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'Into Thy hands I commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, he yielded up his life.......and like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile. "Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding, "Not all sermons are preached in words."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile. "Well done, good and faithful servant," said the professor, adding, "Not all sermons are preached in words."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-4047735931079306583?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/4047735931079306583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/4047735931079306583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2009/08/doughnuts.html' title='Doughnuts'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-8905002590218088253</id><published>2009-07-02T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:49:41.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>020709</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time before i updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Two years before i updated my blog. Finally i am back to update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Army life has been over since 050908 last year. Now trying to get back on track to a normal civilian life. That mean, no more arms, no more regment life of the army. Its "over" but, it is still not exaclly over. Because i still got ten more years of reservice to serve. That sound bad, but i got no choice. Instead of complaining too much, i choose to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After my leaving the army, i and my bunk mate when to work in these Japanese restaurant called "Waraku" as we promise one another that after we leave the army, we work together. I was lost after my army life because i do not know what to do. I was wondering whether should i study, or work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I left Waraku after working there for three weeks because i couldn't handle a waiter positions i just thought that wasn't what i want to do. So i left my bunk mate, go follow my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I when through job agency (recruit express) to look for jobs. I manage to found a job at AIA (American International Assurance) my position was a date entry administrator. Never the least, i only work for three months. Because after working for three months, i though that i need to further my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I only got a Private diploma from a unrecognise school. That was a wrong move i took before my army life. I wasted two years of my life doing my ITE half-way and go for my private diploma right after my secondary school time. I was too rush to get into a school. Because i wanted to defer my army enlistment date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After all those mistakes, i just though that i shouldn't complain too much about it because it is pointless. Further complain doesn't change anything. So i decided to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After working in AIA, i when to apply a diploma course from SIM. (Singapore Institute of Managament) But i didn't met the criteria so i got lose again. I wasted months of my time just to wait for the letter of approval from that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So i have to move on to my other plan. I was very dissapointed and all my past mistake came back to haunt me again. I keep thinking to myself "why, i didn't study hard during my secondary school life? Why i choose to mix with the wrong company instead of focusing on my studies?" I wasted all my sec one to sec four life skiping class and mixing with wrong company. I had made the same mistake during my primary schools. I was so regret that i didn't listen to all my teacher advice and good friends advice instead i choose to play with the wrong company even thought they all trying to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As i mention, pass is pass. I should have join church since my primary school life. I start to realised my mistake since i when to church. Only throught the church that i realised that my way is never perfect. Man standard is never perfect. You can try all ways to follow your plan but trust me, when thats is not what God wants for you, you will never make it to that particular plan you made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So instead i just choose to lay low, stop acting smart and just follow God's way. So i pray to God, go throught all the advices from my mentor in church, and came out this plan and i know this plan is a very embarressing plan i what i meant is literally. Because ages such as my is quite old to follow. (my opinion) As i mention, the embarress plan is to persue my 'O' Level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I believe God is giving me a challege to be humble. Because i am already twenty-one years old.&lt;br /&gt;Many people in my class is like six-teen to eight-teen. Getting along with them is a great challege for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I thought since i am in there, i better do my best in what ever i can do and go straight to either MI (Milenia Institue) or NYP. (Nanyang Poly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I will do my best and let God do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One thing i learned is that, "When there is time where i got no where else to go, i can only get my knees on the ground."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-8905002590218088253?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/8905002590218088253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/8905002590218088253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2009/07/020709.html' title='020709'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-115731428225947866</id><published>2006-09-04T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T04:11:22.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Men... last saturday after service, i when to dawn in one of our NP brothers house with all the NS group people. Our leader share with us some important things well i'd learned many thing some of the things he said to me, has struck my heart. Well, i finally felt that many things in my life have to be awaken. I felt totally awaken i felt that i did lots of mistake without realising it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well we have lot of good time there. After our meeting, which is our free and easy time. Men that night, i really cheris my time fellowshiping with the Group i dare not sleep i afraid that i will wasted my time. Well i felt that i have wasted lots of my life before my NS. Now i have leave with all this time. Till my enlistment day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After that, i when back home to spend time with my parents, i really cheris all my time with them i that i didn't dare to sleep. I sleep only 1 hour that i quckly woke up. I force myself not to sleep. So that i can spend my time with the Dian after the time with my family. Men i felt that i am going to die lol is like my death bed day. Men.. this is sux. I must think positive. Now here i am blogging. I wondering what will i look like if i don't sleep fo two days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-115731428225947866?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115731428225947866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115731428225947866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/09/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-115731322921098159</id><published>2006-09-04T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T03:53:49.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Army Life Coming Close</title><content type='html'>The day of my N.S.(National Service) is coming close. I felt excited yet nervous. Well i was worry about my life inside NS. I not sure what kind of people i mixed with. Buch of Hooligans. All the amatures (which people descripted as "Bengs") i don't know whether i am going to live two years of my life with that kinds of people. For me, i hate hooligans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hate people that think that they are smart. And people that have too much confidence in themselves. For me, i don't care about their confidence but i hate it when they did something that affect the people around. I hate their selfish act. I hate people with that kind of life. I hate "Cigerate" I hate Gangster I hate fighter like people from that gang member. I hate there behaviour their languanges. I hate Hokkian people. I hate Hokkian Languanges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I just don't like them i just despice there behaviour. I just can't make myself to get along with them. I just felt too hate to do things like that. I know i am in perfect but i got the other wickness. But i just don't like them. I was once like them but now i just don't know why i hate that kind of life. I hate my past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well now what i know is that even Jesus is perfect, he mixed with the sinful people like the tax collector and the hookers. Well there is the difference between like and Love. Well i think i can do that i can love someone without liking that person. Well i think i'll try that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well we are all sinful people. Well just that be got different sinful nature. Just that hooligan suffered from the other kinds of sin from me. Well we should indentify with them. Well i'll see i hope that God can place more english spoken people in my platoon. I don't want to end up speaking like those hokkian people. Well i'll see. I'll wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-115731322921098159?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115731322921098159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115731322921098159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-army-life-coming-close.html' title='My Army Life Coming Close'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-115610865537985126</id><published>2006-08-21T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T05:17:35.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day</title><content type='html'>Now is 4:46am i passed my bed time again. Now is consider Morning. Men, i got a bad habit in sleeping late. My bio clock have be twisted alot. Well my army time is coming near. My life there wouldn't be nice. I guess i have to wake up at 5am every morning. Doing lots of army routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lots of training to do. Get lots of scolding from the higher rank people. Well i don't know much about the life in army. I'll see when my time has come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Last Friday i went to a Concert at Esplanade Auditorium. It is organise by the "Singapore Symphony Orchestra" wow, it was cool i manage to get in because my friends gave me the ticket. Men we missed the first part thanks to the other friend of my he drag his time. Actually i was already ready to leave My home place, "Bishan" earliar but the other friend of my drag his time to leave his house, so i have to wait for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well i also forgot to replenish my EZ-link card. So we drag a few mins time. i think we would have reach there earliar if we took train. But during that time, we wanted to take a rest on the way so we decided to took a bus instead. Well, end up we were late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Men, not only about "we're late". We also made my the other friend wait and causes him to miss the first part of the Concert. Well i guess that must be his favorite Part. Men, sorry about that my bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After that, we manage to enter and watch the second part and the third part. overall i still prefer the second part where this young lady played Piano. She was very good. Very romantics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After the concert, my friend and his mate was deciding where to eat. Well at that part of time, i thought that i was all the way there, to i rather join them with my the other friend. We there are bunch of joker there. It is really nice to talk to them. They are quite funny also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The bad thing is that the went to this "Hong Kong" resturant which is very expensive. During that time, i just don't feel like spending so much money. So i didn't joint them instead i leaved with my the other friend back to Bishan to eat at a cheaper place with is called "Macdonale." Well we can eat there more and pay a less cost there than the place where my the other friend were eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I wish i can joint them but at the other hand, i shouldn't compromise on my money saving. I afraid i might over spend. That is my bad habit on spending money. Well this all for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-115610865537985126?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115610865537985126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115610865537985126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/08/great-day.html' title='Great Day'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-115308645446830773</id><published>2006-07-17T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T05:47:34.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Walk I ever have</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, was our Church Service. I felt like lot of people from Di wasn't there. Well, i just don't know what to do. Well it's all depend on God, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My care group only got Me, Joel, Stanley, Chan Wei, Jun Wei, Kelvin. Hum... I don't think this is the end. I believe that God vision for us is that this group will grow bigger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One of our brother "Eugene" didn't turn up for service. So Kelvin go all the way to "Pasir Ris," to visit him, so me, stanley and chan wei decided to tag on. Yeah, we when we arrived, we ate Macdonle. After that, Kelvin and Chan Wei went off home. Left with me and Stanley when back to somerset to see if the rest of the Dian have any plan of what to do. By the time we arrived at somerset, we got 1 hour left before the last train at somerset arrived. None of the dian are there and most of them have something on so we decided to play Lan Gaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After the game, i look at the time, Gosh... it was 12:30+ thats not good. We lost our Bus and Train. At the time, i ran out of cash, and stanley didn't have enough for the week so we decided to wait for the next morning transport. Well, at that point of time, we just didn't have anything to do. So we planned to walk back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My plan was to head toward Novena from bugis because i am famliar with the way from somerset to bugis, and then from Novena to Toa Payoh. From Toa Payoh to Braddel, from Braddel to Bishan which is my home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, i didn't know Stanley plan, he just told me to follow him. Well at that point of time, i thought that he might know the way well. But Well, i followed him and end up walking towards the direction which i don't even know where it will lead. We just keep walking straight and end up to a place which i don't remember the name of that place. i only remember we end up at a National Junior College. He told me that that place is near Geylang. Well that time, i came up a second plan since we ended up there. I planned to Go to Geylang and from there, i move on toward Paya Laber and from there head on to Macpherson ITE and head on toward Maris Stella and continue head on to Bradell Road following the Bus 28 stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, guess what, we didn't end up at Geylang. We end up at Bukit Gombak we contunue to walk straigth, we get pass Bukit Timah and we end up at Chua Chu Kang. Men... i realise that, we walk a big round longer than the Mrt Stop. WE walked blinly. We stop by many Patrol Kiosk. To get drink and toilet and many bus stop to rest. Well we chat a lot on our way. Well next we end up toward Krangi. Men... we walked for 6 hour and we didn't know where are we after we get pass Krangi. AT that point of time, Stanley told me that Woodland may be nearby. Well so my next plan was to go to Woodland and coninue walking toward bishan according to the Mrt Track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Men... out leg was tired. We gave up. Because when we look at the time, it was 6:30am. We passed by Mandai Zoo. And ended up toward the place few stop of the bus stop before Woodlands. We took the bus back home after that. Wow... Men that was the crazy. Well hope that i can have another chance to walk again. This time i hope we can get more people to walk with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-115308645446830773?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115308645446830773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115308645446830773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/07/longest-walk-i-ever-have.html' title='The Longest Walk I ever have'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-115263622727151267</id><published>2006-07-12T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T00:43:47.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash Course 2</title><content type='html'>Wow... today i finally made it early in time for the lesson. Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yeah anyway i learned a new thing from the lesson there. Well, sometime we people always think that after we finish reading the Bible, we will know the Bible best as we think we are. But the true is "No." Because there are lots of hidden points that we have to find. By our wisdom, there is no way we can find most of them. Most of them are form in parables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Everytime we read, God will slowly reveal new revelation to us. Indeed it is true because everytime i read the Bible. Most often time when i read the first time, i will not understand what the Bible trying to say. Until i read quite a number of time, i will learn new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah what i have learn is that there are a reason why God took the greatest things we have. Sometimes, i have a bitternest agains't God because he took away one of my best stuff. During that time, i felt trip away just like my right hand was being taken away. That feeling i don't know how to explain it is like you have been given a wing to fly, but he take back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Suddenly i started to understand that the reason he took that away from me. The reason is that he has a better plan for me. As a grape tree, in order to let the tree grow new and better fruits, we need to prune out all the fruit to let it have a chance to grow again. But it's still require fine amount of sunlight and water to grow. It applies to our life God first took away all the best from us, so that we can learn to depend on him from there on, he will coninue to grow us in breakthrough and have better blessing from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Another thing i have learn is about Repantance. What is Repantance? Most people always think that, repantance is basically apologize to God. But the true is Repantance means wlling to not only Apologize and feel sorry, but willing to take responsibility on the consquences of our action/Accepting the consequances.(fully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Thats all for Today. God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-115263622727151267?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115263622727151267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115263622727151267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/07/crash-course-2.html' title='Crash Course 2'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-115253969230771715</id><published>2006-07-10T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:54:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash Course</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late update,i was lazy basically. But this time, will try to update it regulary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, since i got nothing much to update today, so i'll update the application and knowlegde of what i learn today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Knowlegde:&lt;br /&gt;-Short History behide the New Testament time of the Bible. (not too deep into it)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; -&gt;During the time after Adam and Eve fallen from God, i not so sure about the history after that i only remember the time of the LAW where Moses and Abraham time.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  Well, i won't touch on the topic or Abraham yet because i'm not so sure about the background of Abraham. So if those who read this message from my blog, if you disagree with what i write, it's ok. i just write what i know and what i learn. I may miss out most of the prophet or other charector name but don't be suprise because i only write down roughly how the time of the New Testament come to pass, from the time of the Old Testament.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  So i'll start from Moses. Moses was a men sent by God to lead the Israelite to the promise land. He manage to save the people from the Egyptians, throught the parted red sea, but he fail to enter the promise land because he broke the tablet stone which contain the 10 Commanment, which is written by God's own mighty hand.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  So he didn't make it to the promise land so Moses pass the role to his trusted friend/Brother, Joshua to take over his role to lead the people to the promise land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After the time of the promise land, there come the time of The CONQUER Joshua fighted many enemy and won many great victory throught God's wisdom and his mighty strenght. And that was the time of Joshua and Judge. And from there, David life line started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And from there, come the time of the UNITED KINGDOM. There all under the rule of David. David is known as the King of the United Kingdom. David is a person who have the heart, that is after God's heart. After that time of King David, he hand the Kingdom over to Saul his son. From there on. Saul is the Ruler of all the United Kingdom. But because if the fallen of Saul. The United Kingdom has form into 12 tribes. From there on, they break in to 10/2. They has beem seperated in to 2 Kingdom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One of them is the Northern Kingdom and the other one of them is known as the Southern Kingdom. I'm not sure who is the ruler of the Northern Kingdom but i know the ruler of the Southern Kingdom which is known to be, Judah. But there is another person with him which is known as Benjamin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After the time of Judah, the whole kingdom was Captured by the Babylonians.And the other Kindom (Southern Kingdom) was captured by The Assyrians. During that time, the Nation which King david started, was broken into 2 nations. And after the time of the conquest of the Babylonians, Babylon rise and conquer the Northern Kingdom and unite the 12 tribe together. That was one of the famous story of the Babylonians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After the time of the Babylonian conquest of the whole Kingdom, was taken over by the Persians and next was taken over by King Alexander. Alexander was the person who invested his money and started the first Olympic. During that time His Kingdom was very big. it can cover the whole Asia and Europe. In order to gain full control, he make Greek language Compulsory so that everyone can understand each other. That is why the Gospel of God can be shared easily and faster. From there onwards, the whole nations was taken over by Herods. And after the time of Herods, There is where the time of the New Testament come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well how does it a fact the New Testament. Well, there is a prophecy, been fulfilled during the time before King David that Christ will come through the life line of King David. And there, came Jesus Christ born from the Virgin birth of Mary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well guest what? that all i know haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application:&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;I have to put in words in to Action not only accept the knowlege and not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;Theory will always be the theory if we don't learn to apply it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically thats all i have to blog for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-115253969230771715?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115253969230771715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/115253969230771715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/07/crash-course.html' title='Crash Course'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-114778009544247728</id><published>2006-05-16T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:20:36.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I updated my blog late because i was so tired. Well the actually date is 13 which is late Saturday. After my church service, I went to join the Dian for fellowship. Well last Saturday, the whole Di East E, was all busy and only left with me and Stanley. Well this couldn't be help anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, I felt so pissed off. I saw this guy (the name I don't want to mention) was mixing around with the other group people. I wonder if I mistaken it or not. I remembered that he told the whole dian during the meeting, after the men conference even last Friday that, "The whole dian must be united to keep our bond strong. Well but I hardly saw him spending time with D.I. Well, my first impression was "he was a hypocrite." Well, I don't feel like judging him because I not sure what was going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well I wondering where am most of our loves for the Care group? Is everyone own stuff is more important than the Care group? If we continue to have that kind of mind set, I don't know what will go too happened to our Care group. Unity is more important. As we know the Care group doesn't belong to our Care Leader only. Is belonging to every one of us, who belong to the Care group. We are part of the Care group I believe every one of us knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  If a person from a care group doesn't stand unite with the care group. The whole care group bond will be shaken easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, enough of that kind of stuff. Last Saturday, after I spend time fellowshipping with the Dian (sort off), I when to join my friend "Aloysius," to celebrate mother's day with his mum, and 2 of his friends, Benedict and Joseph. We when to watch "Mission Impossible 3," at Suntec. Then, after that, his dad drove us for a night supper. That was a nice day. Thank God for the movie and food. We spend a great time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, I got nothing much to blog for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-114778009544247728?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/114778009544247728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/114778009544247728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-114711048838232139</id><published>2006-05-09T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T01:48:08.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unexpected Night Even</title><content type='html'>Today was Monday, i woked up at 12 plus didn't know what to do. Well i just remembered that my NS time is coming so i decided to go to Bishan GYM to train up myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After that, i went down to NAFA school to meet my friends Sihan, Wei Kang, Yong Rui. Because i just don't know what to do. I watching Sihan Practicing his Cello. Ani i also see him argue about their instruments. Both of them are comparing there Cello and their double base lol... I was laughing and got nothing to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That reminded me about the other night which is on last Friday if i can remember the day. Lol Sihan and Wei Kang was sort of comparing and debating about their Cello and Pipa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then, after that, we all when to Dolby Ghaut to walk around, then we followed Wei Kang to "Mount Alvernia Hospital" to visit his dad. After the visting, we just don't know what to decide where to go. Lol i just don't remember who ideal was to go to Macritchie Reservoir to walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Starting, when we reached the entrance, my first impression was like "Not Scary" we saw lots of couple siting all over te place. Then we went deep inside. Wow... all of us was like sort of freak out. We just went in deeper lol Yong Rui was like asking us "hey should we turn back?" for me, is like "I'm ok with anything." Wei Kang also. But Sihan was like "nevermind lar lets just go forward. Then we just go forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lol Wei Kang was making lots of funny sound/noises. Yong Rui was like stopping him. So funny. They was holding my bag and Sihan also. Well, after all the walk, we finally found the other exit. Lol Wei Kang and Yong Rui was like "Yay... finally we see Light" yeah indeed it is really nice to see the light when in darkness all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-114711048838232139?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/114711048838232139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/114711048838232139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/05/unexpected-night-even.html' title='The Unexpected Night Even'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-114528015989107559</id><published>2006-04-17T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T21:27:28.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew Event</title><content type='html'>Wow... last Thursday was DI east BBQ day which is our Matthew event. Wow... Thank God for my contact/friend "Aynsley" he manages to follow me to the BBQ, although he is in an exam period. Well... I learn lots of stuff from him, I asked him many things about his country (known to be "Australia"), the culture there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lol... during that time, I was laughing like crazy. Because I asked him "are there Kangaroos running around his country"? Well he told me that, "well that is stereotyping because a lots of people always said that people who lives in "Australia" lives in a hunt, where Kangaroos running around. Well... Kangaroos are only the symbols of there country." He also told me that, "well... of cause we don't see cow running around 'Singapore'". Lol... that was funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well told me me even more jokes about his country but I am not going to write down because it's too many to write so ha-ha... I'm not going to write. Well anyway thank God for everything. I tried to bring him to the Easter service but he couldn't make it because his dad was so pissed off after last Thursday BBQ event. Actually he told his dad that he going to be home by 7:00pm but he joins us until he reached home by 8:30pm wow... his dad was so pissed off. Well thank God for him to make that decision to spend time with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lol... in the being, while I was bringing him, on the way to the BBq place he was so nervous to see Dian because we are all "Asian" and he is a "White"(That term is he told me I just don't know what to call them. Well since he told me to use the "White" term, to descript him, so well I'll stick to that, term.) Lol... he was like, "Hey 'Moses', will your friend going to said, 'why you bring a white here and what the 'white' doing here"? Well I told him that "we are not racist types". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well after the event, he just told me that "We are different from other Asian people because we are more friendly and united". Well he also said that, "we are interesting". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well he don't really know any local friend from here he said that I am his only local friend ha-ha. Well thank God for finding him. Well I am going to let the whole Dian be his friends too ha-ha so he will not only have one local friend but the whole Dian. Ha-ha I wish that he can service God together with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-114528015989107559?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/114528015989107559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/114528015989107559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/04/matthew-event.html' title='Matthew Event'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-114061485022211507</id><published>2006-02-22T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:27:30.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Baptism Day</title><content type='html'>Today was our church water baptism day. My caregroup member went to support them provided our caregroup also got a sister baptism too. Before that, we have teaching, about the meaning and reason of people baptise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well that was interesting, it remind me the meaning of Baptise again. After that i went of early because i need to spend time with my dad. And i am tired too. I don't know why i am so tired. I felt like my strength is not yet recovered, since last week the day, i workout. Well i past that to God to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well thats all for today. 20/02/2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-114061485022211507?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/114061485022211507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/114061485022211507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/02/water-baptism-day.html' title='Water Baptism Day'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-113993696450663459</id><published>2006-02-15T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:21:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Today is Valentine day. It was also the day when my Care Group went out to have dinner together, at Plaza Singapura, Pasta Mania. There is so many couple around, and they are all over the place. Until the every place we go, are packed. We have to queue up for a place where we can sit down and eat together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well for me, personally, I don't really like to go out during Valentine day. Because I don't really like walking around the place, no other place to look but at all the couples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well we made it to a place where we can sit down together to eat. We wrote encouragement card to each other. We spend time talking to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After that, we'd walking around Plaza Singapura. Well there's nothing much to see. After that we all went home. Well, We still have fun together after all. Thank God for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to everyone God bless!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-113993696450663459?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113993696450663459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113993696450663459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-113844637729874939</id><published>2006-01-28T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:22:50.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D.I. Reunion Dinner</title><content type='html'>Wow... today is Friday which is our church service day. Feeling so weird I have that kind of feeling like it was Saturday. Because of my daily routine, use to be like, "service day mean Saturday, and the following day must be Sunday."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Today after service, we went to one of our brother's house, "Pear," for our group (unit) reunion dinner. We have steam bow for our dinner. During that time it was like very late due to our service time end, late and it end at 9.45 (roughly) so by the time we reach to his house, it was like too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well we didn't do much of a thing bad we still have a great time fellowship together like a big family. Well i like that experience of a united family. I just felt it better than my home family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well that is all my day('_')!!!Didn't have much to blog!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-113844637729874939?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113844637729874939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113844637729874939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/01/di-reunion-dinner.html' title='D.I. Reunion Dinner'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-113742793628500004</id><published>2006-01-16T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T00:12:16.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping my Blog Alive!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow... It has been since the last time i blog haha. Well now blogging. Actually nothing much to say just updating my blog. Just in case people might ask "What took me so long to Update my blog?" Well the answer is, "I am so Busy can't you see?" Haha just kidding actually i am just, you know. Lazy or, i just got nothing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now see me blogging? Well Actually I blog now to keep my blog alive or not i'll be just as good as dead. Haha Yay... everyone can you see my latest update? My blog is alive...!!! (-_-)!!! I was just kidding. Hey those who try to say "not funny or lame", Don't think that i don't know. You are not that funny either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Now you like me now? Yes? Yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-113742793628500004?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113742793628500004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113742793628500004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2006/01/keeping-my-blog-alive.html' title='Keeping my Blog Alive!!!'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-113500875775131052</id><published>2005-12-20T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:12:37.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Shirt</title><content type='html'>Wow cool my friend mum brought me a new T-shirt. Well i only have 3 set of outing T-shirt. I have been wearing the same 3 different T-shirt all the time when i go out. Thank God for my friend mum. Wow awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-113500875775131052?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113500875775131052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113500875775131052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-new-shirt.html' title='My New Shirt'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-113465201439942698</id><published>2005-12-15T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T21:07:33.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Dec 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=355 height=0 border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width=355 height=526 border=0 frameborder=0 scrolling=no src=http://www.donghaeng.net/english/love/love.swf&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-113465201439942698?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113465201439942698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113465201439942698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/12/15-dec-2005.html' title='15 Dec 2005'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-113458354859895334</id><published>2005-12-15T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T02:05:48.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Dec 2004</title><content type='html'>Wow today i woke up so late at about 11 plus almost 12. so boring nothing to do. Yeah there is something i need to do today is to pay my school fees. But i don't feel like going because i hate going all the way there just to pay school fees and come all the way home. I find it meaningless. Well, i called many people to do something after my time of paying my school fees, but everyone got there things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Men this is sux. Well in the end i still need to pay my school fees because i dragged too long the actual date is on 14 Nov 2005 amazing i dragged till today 14 dec 2005. So i just go all the freaking way there, and i just took my Mrt back to Bishan where i live. Wow thank God that there were some North people there from my High school group doing survey. They were, Joseph(also known as Stanley) Brandon, David Ong, Shao Eeh, Joel(from high school group)  Well i just join them doing survey. Guest what? We got none because it was holiday so couldn't find any high school students walking pass with their uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Then after that i meet my friend, "Sihan" then we planning watch movie called "King Kong" but we suddenly didn't watch because we were late for chatting with my High school group so we forgot the time. Well we still save money and having a good time chatting with my high school group brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After that left with both of us the other companion was Sihan we were deciding what to do? We can't came out with any thing so i just tell him to come my house to play lan game like using 2 laptops, to connect and play with each others. Well we have quite a lots of fun together very long never experience this feeling already. We there will always be up and down roller coaster in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well...Christmas is coming and i am so sad. Everyone is doing S.O.W while i have no contact to S.O.W with man this is pathetic. My heart are full of fears, fear that i'll be celebrating Christmas myself while everyone celebrate with their contact. And hatred, hatred against some of the brother and sister in the church. I felt cold. Yeah feeling discourage as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I felt like my heart is felt with problem which i don't know how to discribe it. This problems is always haunting my mind. I hate it i felt anger in my heart i can't fight it. It keep twisting my mind. I felt heat breaking. I can only pray that God is listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I feel so sick keep coughing all the time. Well i can only pass my sickness to God and let him handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-113458354859895334?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113458354859895334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113458354859895334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/12/14-dec-2004.html' title='14 Dec 2004'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-113396069616983006</id><published>2005-12-07T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T21:04:56.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/P1040365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/P1040365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha finaly update lazy to update this few days. Anyway this is the photo taken at Pulau Ubin during the NYP Matthew event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-113396069616983006?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113396069616983006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113396069616983006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/12/matthew-event.html' title='Matthew Event'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-113093209307769278</id><published>2005-11-02T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T19:48:13.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender Camp 2005</title><content type='html'>Wow on the 31 oct 2005, is was my first gender camp it was awesome. All guys no girls is like guys world. I was the first game master so i didn't play the first game. The prasie was fun and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The Band did alots of hard work and they did pretty well too. Well, of cause that event is not about the band is about Jesus. But, thank God for the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We shared alots of our life with each other during the camp. I remembered that night, my face was covered with tears that night during praying, because i felt that God touched my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I also played a night game like amazing race. There are 5 different challeges we need to face 1st, we are surpose to use our mouth to hold the sea water, and transfer it to a bottle. It require team works men, my mouth was feel with the taste of salt because you know, the sea water is salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  2nd, there are to test our memory to switch card making sure we can switch the same pair of cards in 300 sec time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  3rd is to eat bitter gourd,  lemon and chilly. I only eat the bitter gourd while the rest of my team member eat all of them. Well  at least i got help them to eat the chilly while they all didn't eat. They said i sacrifice for them. Well, i wasn't sacrificing for them is just that i am hungry that night because i didn't eat my dinner.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  4th is that we need to find ways to make the game master laugh i coming out a numbers of joke but it is not funny enough to make them satisfied but my the other team member did something funny so we make it to the final.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  The final challege was the 5th one it help it "Old Changi Hospital". I was blind folded so i can only feel the wall and gate of the hospital i don't know whether is it the hospital?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  After all the games, well gueat what? We are defeated because we are the last team to complere the race. We get water bomb from the other team. I though our team will win and i get too confidence that my team will win so i make the bomb bag strong but in the end they use it against us. I was like Waht the hack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I was to tired that time  i play from1 am plus to 6 am plus morning without dinner and i was hungry. My body paint everywhere.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  The sec day was lots of teaching about leadership, power pride and apologetix. I learned alots in the camp. I was refreshed by the teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Paster Jeff was there to haha we have buffet together and it was fun afet that, is our praise. I was high during the praise all of us too water splashing everywhere, dancing together and jumping like crazy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Wow after all the camp, i pray that this camp will not be just another normal camp. I prat that i will face metamorphosis and transfermation to a better disciple for God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-113093209307769278?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113093209307769278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/113093209307769278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/11/gender-camp-2005.html' title='Gender Camp 2005'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-112894322977236308</id><published>2005-10-10T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T19:20:30.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respond</title><content type='html'>Geez...What wrong with me? Thinking too much. Men... this is pathetic of me. Why am i so different from people? Why i can't talk to them? Why do i feel to left out? Why do i feel so odd? Is this just my perception? Men it was my fault. I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;  I just felt tied up by all this problem. I felt traped into the problems. Many time, i run away. But i felt it is like a maze, wherever i run, it will still lead me back to the problems.&lt;br /&gt;  My hatred toward D.I. increased i don't don't why i hate them i still don't get the specific reasons why i hate them? I even hate my shepherd. I hate the people, one by one.&lt;br /&gt;  I don't want this to happend again. God, i want to be free from this problem. I want to have a break througth. I don't want to stay the same again.&lt;br /&gt;  I wish i can be like David Hoe. A fast growing person. And i want to be like Moses too. A person that obey you with faith even, when it doesn't make sense. Is time for me to wake up and pick up the sword and fight for you. I know men word always fall.&lt;br /&gt;  But i will try to keep my word. I want to be a core team member. Now i am willing to do your wills. By faith i will be transform. By you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-112894322977236308?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112894322977236308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112894322977236308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/10/respond.html' title='Respond'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-112819405681831955</id><published>2005-10-02T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T03:14:16.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I am tired. I have enough of burden. More Burden, more Hurt and its killing me. I felt like, i had been stap by a dagger throught my heart. The Pain will always come when i remember the pain.&lt;br /&gt;  Well what am i going to do? Should i give up? I lost confidence of myself i feel lost. I don't even know who i am. I don't know why i care so much? I don't know why i do so much? I don't know why i feel jealous?&lt;br /&gt;  This feeling is sux. I feel so pathetic for doing all this. Whats going on with me? I sick and tired of this jealousy feeling. I really want it to be no more. I am really tired. I need rest. I am tired of running away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-112819405681831955?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112819405681831955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112819405681831955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-112314109304448142</id><published>2005-08-05T06:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T15:38:13.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throught Heaven's Eyes</title><content type='html'>A single thread in a tapestry-&lt;br /&gt;Though its color brightly shine-&lt;br /&gt;Can never see its purpose&lt;br /&gt;In the pattern of the grand design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stone that sits on the very top&lt;br /&gt;Of the mountain's mighty face-&lt;br /&gt;Does it think it's more important&lt;br /&gt;Than the stones that form the base?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how can you see what your life is worth&lt;br /&gt;Or where your value lies?&lt;br /&gt;You can never see through the eyes of man&lt;br /&gt;You must look at your life,&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life through heaven's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Lai-la-lai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lake of gold in the desert sand&lt;br /&gt;Is less than a cool fresh spring-&lt;br /&gt;And to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy&lt;br /&gt;Is greater than the richest King.&lt;br /&gt;If a man lose ev'rything he owns,&lt;br /&gt;Has he truly lost his worth?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Of a new and brighter birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you measure the worth of a man-&lt;br /&gt;In wealth or strength or size?&lt;br /&gt;In how much he gained or how much he gave?&lt;br /&gt;The answer will come,&lt;br /&gt;The answer will come to him who tries&lt;br /&gt;To look at his life through heaven's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why we share all we have with you,&lt;br /&gt;Though there's little to be found.&lt;br /&gt;When all you've got is nothing,&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No life can escape being blown about&lt;br /&gt;By the winds of change and chance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though you never know all the steps,&lt;br /&gt;You must learn to join the dance-&lt;br /&gt;You must learn to join the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lai-la-lai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you judge what a man is worth?&lt;br /&gt;By what he builds or buys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never see with your eyes on earth-&lt;br /&gt;Look through heaven’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life,&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life,&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life through heaven's eyes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-112314109304448142?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112314109304448142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112314109304448142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/08/throught-heavens-eyes.html' title='Throught Heaven&apos;s Eyes'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-112300465093449277</id><published>2005-08-03T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T14:50:59.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightsaber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/Jedi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/Jedi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/Master_and_apprentice_cewl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/Master_and_apprentice_cewl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/Man%20saber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/Man%20saber.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/Elizabeth_Lightsaber_dual_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/Elizabeth_Lightsaber_dual_1.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/dad_blue_single_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/dad_blue_single_13.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/me_green_deflect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/me_green_deflect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/Lightsaber%20dual%20kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" height="263" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/Lightsaber%20dual%20kids.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/maul2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 490px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/maul2.jpg" width="638" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well can you imagine if Lightsaber really exist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-112300465093449277?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112300465093449277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112300465093449277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/08/lightsaber_03.html' title='Lightsaber'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-112222679390481829</id><published>2005-07-25T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T01:39:53.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning From Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/1600/Freedom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6287/766/320/Freedom1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Well today is a wonderfull day altought i slept only two hours today, i still having a wonderfull with my Dad this morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Wow today was a tiring day i still went out with my friend "Sihan" to play lan game. We play about 5 hours wow i have to pay alot of cause. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  After that i went out with another friend "Alouysius". i follow him to walk around "Juction 8" to look for guitar. And i met his mum his mum was very generous she wanted to bless me lots of things well i rejected. Because i really receive too much blessing from her to i don't not dare to ask for more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Well, day by day has past, i have learn quite alots of things. After the talking with my Brother and Sister, Cedric, Veronical &amp; and Xiu Zhen, i have realize my mistake i really regreted what i have done. I really very sorry about the misunderstanding with them. I have learn that i should thank God for whatever situation. Because God's way is higher than my mere way. I am only Human i can't do much so i need to depend on him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Know this, God's way is to prosper us so we should not worry much. Patients is what i need to grow in Christ. Well Thank God for everyone that teach me many things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-112222679390481829?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112222679390481829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112222679390481829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/07/learning-from-mistakes.html' title='Learning From Mistakes'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-112188803533185834</id><published>2005-07-21T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T03:41:14.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time Since I Update My Blog</title><content type='html'>Well i have not Update my Blog since May 20 2005, because you know, i am sort of Lazy. I feeling Boring, all the time too much rest altough everone is still working or studying in school, i am still having my Hoilday mood. I know some people might wonder how my school day i just said ok, but the true is i did not go to school since 15 july 2005. I always over slept&lt;br /&gt;Well you might think i don't bother about school or i am not salt and light, but the true is i will not be studying in ITE already because what i study is not my interest. I felt like i wasting my time, study and i can't get to the course i like. I can't go into IT courses so i choose business course at this school called "Novation Business School" well it will cause me a bomb to get into it.&lt;br /&gt;Well my mum is trying her best to help me get into it. Well you might think i did not account, well don't worry i already told my Care Leader Donnie and my Shepherd Cedric. That time i did not tell everyone because i not sure if i can get into that school. I didn't want to ring up the false alarm if i couldn't go in.&lt;br /&gt;Well here i am waiting to go in the school i choose to go. Thats why i did not go school. Well i haven't terminate my ITE school fees yet going to terminate soon. Well all this trouble can let God handle i can't do much, you know i do some and God do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Well my birthday was on 18 July and it was awesome i was quite surprise and really, i appreciate all their affirmation and there gifts. Thank God for Them especially my shepherd, "Cedric". They didn't forget my birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-112188803533185834?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112188803533185834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/112188803533185834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/07/long-time-since-i-update-my-blog.html' title='Long Time Since I Update My Blog'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-111653031749175476</id><published>2005-05-20T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T03:33:39.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May It Be</title><content type='html'>May it be an evening star&lt;br /&gt;Shines down upon you&lt;br /&gt;May it be whan darkness falls&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will be true&lt;br /&gt;You walk alonely road&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How far your are from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornie Utulie&lt;br /&gt;Believe and you will find your way&lt;br /&gt;Mornie alantie&lt;br /&gt;A promise lives within you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May us be the shadow's call&lt;br /&gt;Will fly away&lt;br /&gt;May is be your journey on&lt;br /&gt;To light the day&lt;br /&gt;When the night is overcome&lt;br /&gt;You may rise to find the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornie utulie&lt;br /&gt;Believe and you find your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornie alantie&lt;br /&gt;A promise lives within you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A promise lives within you now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-111653031749175476?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111653031749175476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111653031749175476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/05/may-it-be.html' title='May It Be'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-111623436223789775</id><published>2005-05-16T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:06:02.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/5180/640/PolyDiCampPicture8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/36/5180/320/PolyDiCampPicture8.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the photo we take in the Poly DI Camp i blog this picture late because you know, i very busy, buzy doing my own stuff haha....&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-111623436223789775?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111623436223789775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111623436223789775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-photo-we-take-in-poly-di-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-111564497027887618</id><published>2005-05-10T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:23:49.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Firm In God</title><content type='html'>1Now, brothers, about times and dates we do not need to write to you, 2for you know very well that the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night. 3While people are saying, "Peace and safety," destruction will come on them suddenly, as labor pains on a pregnant woman, and they will not escape.&lt;br /&gt;4But you, brothers, are not in darkness so that this day should surprise you like a thief. 5You are all sons of the light and sons of the day. We do not belong to the night or to the darkness. 6So then, let us not be like others, who are asleep, but let us be alert and self-controlled. 7For those who sleep, sleep at night, and those who get drunk, get drunk at night. 8But since we belong to the day, let us be self-controlled, putting on faith and love as a breastplate, and the hope of salvation as a helmet. 9For God did not appoint us to suffer wrath but to receive salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ. 10He died for us so that, whether we are awake or asleep, we may live together with him. 11Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;Final Instructions 12Now we ask you, brothers, to respect those who work hard among you, who are over you in the Lord and who admonish you. 13Hold them in the highest regard in love because of their work. Live in peace with each other. 14And we urge you, brothers, warn those who are idle, encourage the timid, help the weak, be patient with everyone. 15Make sure that nobody pays back wrong for wrong, but always try to be kind to each other and to everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;16Be joyful always; 17pray continually; 18give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;19Do not put out the Spirit's fire;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1 Thessalonians 5:1-19)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-111564497027887618?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111564497027887618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111564497027887618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/05/stand-firm-in-god.html' title='Stand Firm In God'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-111513046988865904</id><published>2005-05-04T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:27:49.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poly/DI Camp</title><content type='html'>I just finish the camp yesterday. Wow it was amazin. Althought the enviroment is not good, but well is still fun. I first time i was there, i felt boring and i like the place it is so dirty and the toliet tap water is like Milo brown color. Man... gross.. I can't imagine if i use that water to brush my teeth in the morning. Thank God that there is a clean tap water in the canteen but i still don't dare to drink the water, i only use it to brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;  Wow i complain so much about the camp. Thank God that jasmine encourage us that 'if we can't change the enviroment, we can change ourself. Amen with that. Well i have learn alot about that. Wow i experience so many blessing throught out the whole camp. My first blessing there was that i forgot to bring my tooth brush and my care group member blessed me a brush. My second blessing is that we don't not have to go for the service by ourself, because we have a shuttle bus. My third blessing is that i can get to now all the brother and sister in the camp. My fourth blessing is that we got no shuttle bus to go back to the mrt station after the camp and it was raining thank God that there is two kind men driving a shuttle bus past the entrace of the camp. They drive our whole unit to the near by mrt station. the rest i can't think of...well...that all..&lt;br /&gt;  Wow in the camp i learn alot of things like team work and changing ourself to the enviroment. I like the part where we form a different group. There is name of the group like Titans, Disciple, Chain Gangs and more... and ours is Adidas haha sound funny right well i didn't choose that myself, we choose it together. Because Adidas mean nothing is impossible. Haha the group was fun altought we didn't win the drama but well we did our best and we have lots of funs.&lt;br /&gt;  Well i can't remember some of their name but i remember their face. I can remeber that one of  the sister in our group name 'Joey was so funny i like her charector, because she is so funny she can make the whole group to be fun especially when the group is quiet. I first time i see her i find her noisey haha. But she was funny i fine her like one of my brother in north name 'Ricwan' the way they speak quite the same. And our team leader Jen wow she is cool too. And one of the brother i can't recognise his name, well he cool too he use to do scouting with me around the so called forest at night two of us with touch light walking in the dark. Haha thats was fun.&lt;br /&gt;  Well i love my team. haha the thank God for Veronicle too she also participate in the scoutting too. She cool too. And two of the sister in our team. Wow i sure have alots ot story to share after the camp. Well thats is all my blessing. Wow Poly Di camp is so cool. Well i thought that fun came from the circumstance, well i was wrong true fun came from serving, true fun came from participation and the church. Amen Thank you my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-111513046988865904?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111513046988865904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111513046988865904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/05/polydi-camp.html' title='Poly/DI Camp'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-111427307579475814</id><published>2005-04-24T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:17:55.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/5361/640/Were%20Wolf%205.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/191/5361/320/Were%20Wolf%205.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi this is the charector of the past me. That like to see people suffer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-111427307579475814?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111427307579475814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111427307579475814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/04/hi-this-is-charector-of-past-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-111375545423813640</id><published>2005-04-18T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:23:55.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close Friendship (18 April 2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yo whats up, today is my brother in christ Birthday wow. Man i didn't expect that is was his birthday today, and i didn't not buy him present. I felt guilty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today care group is about "Being United In The CareGroup". Well i felt bad when i heard that. Honesty i don't felt united sometime. I felt that it is like i go my way and other go their way. They told me this, "We should have a Close brother or Sister in the same unit especially in caregroup." Well that word i heard make me even worse. I felt hurt. Deep in my heart i felt like burning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;They had thought of coming out and even to keep us close. Well i don't think thats going to work. Close friendship doesn't come from any event we host. I feel that close friendship come according to God's plan. I think that i can't choose a person to be our close friend. Even if i choose, it's not going to work. Well this unit? Close friend? I dare not say much about this close friendship thingey. I dare not be open to them not even my C.L. or above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I tried to be open to my shepherd, but i can't do it i don't know why. Well sometime i felt that i can't find my true self, i always try to pretend to be somebody else. Well i wish i can find my complete self. My brother in christ told me that it is ok to be somebody else, but make sure that person is following christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i actually, i been observing people life and how people charector and i am learning from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;As i serve God, i believe by God's grace, he will reveal more of the true me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-111375545423813640?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111375545423813640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111375545423813640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/04/close-friendship-18-april-2005.html' title='Close Friendship (18 April 2005)'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-111340700623444945</id><published>2005-04-05T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:22:25.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Today (4 Apr 2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Life today, Well i doing ok mike. I am just too lazy to disciple myself. That cause me too me fallen from God. I can fell many error in the area of my life. Sometime i feel guilty. I have thought if some error but some, i have not thought of yet. First is my laziness i dissobey my leader because of laziness like, when he told me to plan my time to submit to him, but i did not obey him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;  My previous sherpherd told me that "If i fail to plan, i plan to fail." Well his right. Well what a loser i am. Second, I am weak when come to bitterness i can hate a person for the rest of my life if i do so. Last time, i like to practice myself to express my anger to gain a bit extra stength. Like when i play a physical game with my brother, i will force myself to anger by think a person i have bitteness with to with him. I felt stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;  Now if i want to have strength, i just have to call God, and i will get it. The strength i get from God i better than my mere anger strength. I can do anything with God's strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;  I have learn this from my brother in christ "P.U.S.H Pray Till Something Happen"Amen!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-111340700623444945?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111340700623444945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111340700623444945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-life-today-4-apr-2005.html' title='My Life Today (4 Apr 2005)'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-111142709251942566</id><published>2005-03-22T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:20:51.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Care Group (22 Mar 2005)</title><content type='html'>This is my new care group (D.I.3) it is a great care group. It is fun too once i get to know the people there well thank God for them, they pray for me, there even meet my need. There i get to learn new guitar skill.&lt;br /&gt;  The group there was very caring. I like them they do many funny things that my previous care group don't. Altought their enviroment is differet, i will try to get use to it. I not only will stay there like a V.I.P, but i will try my best with God to the very end, to do God's will.&lt;br /&gt;  I will try to be a sherpherd of God altought i have never been a shepherd in high school before, but i will be even better in D.I. last time time is 'North Leads the Way' now, D.I. 'Leads The Way'.&lt;br /&gt;  I will not be at the back line of the battle field or pretend that i am doing something in the battle field, I will fight in the front line of the battle field because i am not alone is he who give me strength. I will not be fallen to Satan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-111142709251942566?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111142709251942566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/111142709251942566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-new-care-group-22-mar-2005.html' title='My New Care Group (22 Mar 2005)'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10876607.post-110857108238766897</id><published>2005-02-17T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:18:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing 1 (17 Feb 2005)</title><content type='html'>Today i feel so tired don't know why. Maybe yesterday i sleep too late. I practice my guitar and i had forgotten my bed time. Thank God that, my school time table for today is (3:00pm-6:00pm) if not, i will be late. I woke up at 1.15pm and i made it in time. &lt;br /&gt;  Today my subject is my DIF(Domestic Installation Fundamentals)practical and it is a accoutable subject because there is no exam for this lesson. All my mark for this subject is depend on my skill of doing it.&lt;br /&gt;  Well for today subject is a different way of working than before because i have never have this way of working in my school before, for this year. Which is called "team work". Man... i have to work together as a team, but this team, is working as a pair, mean two people working.&lt;br /&gt;  Well althought i don't know the person very well, and i don't like his attitude because he behave like a hooligan, well we still completed our work in time. Actually my class advisor want to keep our class till 7:00pm, but thank God that he dismiss us by 6:00pm. wow i feel so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10876607-110857108238766897?l=mosesnb2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/110857108238766897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10876607/posts/default/110857108238766897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mosesnb2.blogspot.com/2005/02/blessing-1-17-feb-2005.html' title='Blessing 1 (17 Feb 2005)'/><author><name>Moses</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02073082640371121205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVt_iyoFjLQ/Skujnrb8W7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OIByuvKRcrg/S220/Photo0229-Scaled-Down.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
