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09 October 2006 ! at 1:13 AM ! Lord I come to You Let my heart be changed, renewed Flowing from the grace That I found in You. And Lord I've come to know The weaknesses I see in me Will be stripped away By the power of Your love. Hold me close Let Your love surround me Bring me near Draw me to Your side. And as I wait I'll rise up like the eagle And I will soar with You Your Spirit leads me on In the power of Your love. Lord unveil my eyes Let me see You face to face The knowledge of Your love As You live in me. Lord renew my mind As Your will unfolds in my life In living every day In the power of Your love. Love this song, it just goes to show that we can do everything through God, and His beautiful love! I love the fact that His love is just so powerful, and that with His love, any weakness is gone. And I really miss the times when I felt His presence, felt His love so strongly. I realise it's been sometime since I last let His love surround me, especially during this exam period. I realise that during this preiod of exams, I've actually distanced myself from God, worrying and not spending enough time with Him. So often I'm tired out by all the studying I do that I often leave Him out of this very important period of my life. So often that when I pray, I'm actually too tired, so tired I fall asleep before ending my prayer and saying AMEN. And during this exam period, I still do my quiet time and read His word and try to pray as often as i can but it seems as though it has become a routine. It is no longer because I want to do it, because I'm interested in reading His word already. And I feel really guilty because I know that exams shouldn't be an excuse for me to stop walking closer with God, in fact, I should use exams to walk closer with God, because exams spell trouble for me. Somehow when I decided to listen to this song, power of Your love, I didn't realise that I'll be so touched by His love. On thursday night, I was really touched by this song, especially when I saw the part, The weaknesses I see in me Will be stripped away By the power of Your love. I was struggling with studying chemistry at that point of time, and my chemistry is like really bad because of mole concept. And when I saw this part of the lyrics I just felt so touched that despite the many many flaws and weaknesses I have within me, God didn't mind. And that He'll still love me all the same, whether I was smarter or stupider, uglier or prettier, fatter or thinner, better in charcter or worser, He'll still love me. And His love is so deep, it cannot be anymore deeper. And the chrous is really touching too. I suddenly missed being in God's arms, the most comforting and secure place on Earth. I miss having His love surrounding me, miss being so close to Him. And suddenly as I listened to this song, suddenly I felt that I wanted to drop everything I have in this world, drop everything I care about in this world and return to His love, return to Him and His ever-loving arms. Physics tomorrow. Pray that I'll pass. Oh I wanna share these two touching stories I read from marcus' blog (: He doesn't care about cupcakes I remember that day so very well. I was young about four or five. We did something unusual that day, unusual for my house at least. We made cupcakes. With my mom helping out on our family owned and operated dairy, there wasn't much time for cupcake baking. But that day, for whatever reason, we made cupcakes. At that point in time my grandfather, who later lost his sight to diabetes, could still see. Also at that time he had several horses only a quarter mile from our house. That day my grandpa happened to be out with the horses, and I decided to take him a cupcake. Now from the time I was small, missions were very important to me. I held my responsibilities in very high regard. I didn't want to simply do things. I wanted to do them perfectly. So I set out, barefoot, from my house, cupcake in hand, bound for the pen where my grandpa was working. However, when I got there, I found a huge problem for a little girl with a cupcake in her hand. There was an old gray aluminum fence with about four horizontal slots held together with one long diagonal slot. At five or so feet tall, it was a monster. Worse, whatever held it upright didn't hold it steady. So the gate swayed dangerously top down with any pressure applied to it. For little me, that gate presented a big problem. I wasn't big enough to open it. I couldn't yell loud enough for Grandpa to hear me. So as I surveyed the situation in my little mind, I decided my only option was to climb the thing. I only hope that now I would be smart enough to set the cupcake through the gate before I started climbing. Unfortunately, I didn't think that far ahead that day. Instead, cupcake in hand, I started climbing.The journey was going pretty well until I got to the top. As I hiked my first let over the top slot, I ran out of hands to keep me stable just as the gate swayed the other direction. I remember Grandpa yelling for me to stop and wait. I remember saying something like, "Grandpa, look! I brought you a cupcake." The next thing I remember is hitting the hard ground on the other side with a body thwacking thud. The next thing I remember is seeing the cupcake smashed flat next to me. Grandpa made it to me about ten seconds after I hit the ground. I was absolutely hysterical. He picked me up and held me, telling me it would be okay and asking if I were hurt. All I could think was I had smashed the cupcake. His cupcake. I had failed the mission. I had let him down. It took me many long years to learn the lesson of that day. The truth was: He didn't care about the stupid cupcake. He cared about me. I learned this only when I realized that is exactly how God is with us. We're all worried about the cupcakes we've made and are bringing to Him. Like our accomplishments and our good deeds and our ministries. But the reality is He doesn't care about our cupcakes. He cares about us! It really doesn't matter to Him if our cupcakes get smashed along the way or if they were ever perfect in the first place. All He cares about is being able to hold us so he can ask what's wrong, where are we hurt, and holding us until we're all better. It took me a long time to be grateful for falling over that gate, but now that I see the lesson, those cupcakes, those missions, and being perfect don't seem nearly as important. What's important, all that's important, is He loves me. Everything else is cupcakes, and He doesn't care about the cupcakes. ~ The author is Staci Stallings. The red ribbon Everyone wants a blue ribbon. Blue. First place. The best. Even kindergarteners want that blue ribbon. In sports, I was never a blue-ribbon person. In a race I was always last. In baseball I was as likely to get hit on the head as to drop the ball. In basketball I was fine as long as there weren't nine other players on the court with me. Where I got my horrible sports ability, I don't know, but I got it. And I got it early. During the spring of my kindergarten year, our class had a fieldtrip to a park in a town about 20 miles away. Making that drive now is no big deal, but when you're six and you've lived in a town of 300 all your life, going to a town of a couple thousand is a very big deal. Nonetheless, looking back now, I don't remember much of that day. I'm sure we ate our little sack lunches, played on the swings, slid down the slide, typical six- year-old stuff. Then it was time for the races.However, these were no ordinary races. Some parent had come up with the idea to have the picnic kind of races, like pass the potato under your neck and hold an egg on a spoon while you run to the other side. I don't remember too much about these, but there was one race that will forever be lodged in my memory, the three-legged race. The parents decided not to use potato sacks for this particular race. Instead, they tied our feet together. One lucky little boy got me for a partner. Now what you have to know about this little boy is that he was the second most athletic boy in our class. I'm sure he knew he was in trouble the second they laced his foot to mine. As for me, I was mortified. This guy was a winner. He almost always won, and I knew that, with me, he didn't have a chance. Apparently he didn't realize that as deeply as I did at the time. He laced his arm with mine, the gun sounded, and we were off to the other side. Couples were falling and stumbling all around us, but we stayed on our feet and made it to the other side. Unbelievably when we turned around and headed back for home, we were in the lead! Only one other couple even had a chance, and they were a good several yards behind us.Then only feet from the finish line, disaster struck. I tripped and fell. We were close enough that my partner could have easily dragged me across the finish line and won. He could have, but he didn't. Instead, he stopped, reached down, and helped me up, just as the other couple crossed the finish line. I still remember that moment, and I still have that little red ribbon.When we graduated 13 years later, I stood on that stage and gave the Valedictory address to that same group of students, none of whom even remembered that moment anymore. So, I told them about that little boy who had made a split-second decision that helping a friend up was more important than winning a blue ribbon. In my speech I told them that I wouldn't tell which of the guys sitting there on that stage was the little boy although he was up there with me. I wouldn't tell because in truth at one time or another all of them had been that little boy, helping me up when I fell, taking time out from their pursuit of their own goals to help a fellow person in need. I told them why I've kept that ribbon. You see to me, that ribbon is a reminder that you don't have to be a winner in the eyes of the world to be a winner to those closest to you. The world may judge you a failure or a success, but those closest to you will know the truth. That's important to remember as we travel through this life. You may not have a red ribbon to prove it, but I sincerely hope you have at least a few friends who remember you for taking time out from your pursuit of that blue ribbon to help them. I'm thinking those will be the ones that really count. I know it's the one that counted the most to me. ~ The author is Staci Stallings. Yup okay I'm off to bed already (: Haha I just watched naruto episode 1! So funny! <3! <3, CASS. |