<?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-27426638</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:08:12.182+08:00</updated><category term='fall'/><title type='text'>meRELY</title><subtitle type='html'>"9Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. 10Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. 11Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. 12Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. 13Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-1038470029065702829</id><published>2009-12-28T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:02:12.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>leaving</title><content type='html'>it feels like forever since i've been here;&lt;br /&gt;somewhat like a ghost town in Texas,&lt;br /&gt;army life has somewhat taken a toll on me. changes.&lt;br /&gt;in the living, speech, ideals, dreams and the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its changed... alot of me since '08&lt;br /&gt;since i started clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;drinking more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;met others with diff perspective on life&lt;br /&gt;and their perspective and ideas grew on me.&lt;br /&gt;its taken its toll.&lt;br /&gt;its time for the change.&lt;br /&gt;i had fun while it lasted...&lt;br /&gt;goodbye 09'&lt;br /&gt;bye bye blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-1038470029065702829?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/1038470029065702829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=1038470029065702829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/1038470029065702829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/1038470029065702829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2009/12/leaving.html' title='leaving'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-95199848576351879</id><published>2008-05-29T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:44:09.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedative</title><content type='html'>prolly the thing i need now to put this body down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 days outta work already,&lt;br /&gt;15 more to physical confinement&lt;br /&gt;feels like im locked out in a meta-physical kick for love&lt;br /&gt;dang. hanging out with the sec school friends really blew me out.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so dry again. just hope it blows over even thou its been so wet these days&lt;br /&gt;unsung at kbox, feeling souled out at the pubbin. clubbin izzant much cooler.&lt;br /&gt;soccer finals cant get me high.&lt;br /&gt;izzit really dry without the martini's? or do they just make cough syrups out of it?&lt;br /&gt;rats. dont even know what im blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Norwegian Wood rocks, Hitchhikers in the galaxy can just go get lost.&lt;br /&gt;Just so bored these days. Family guy aint the trouble. its something deeper inside.&lt;br /&gt;guess there just worse problems out there&lt;br /&gt;earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, volcanoes&lt;br /&gt;there's only more we can expect as our world crumbles on and on and on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;shot after shot, thought after thought;&lt;br /&gt;the world keeps spinning around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more day to graduation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-95199848576351879?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/95199848576351879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=95199848576351879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/95199848576351879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/95199848576351879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2008/05/sedative.html' title='Sedative'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-7867465180803832358</id><published>2008-04-27T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:27:38.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arubeito</title><content type='html'>its here=d&lt;br /&gt;the end of the month!&lt;br /&gt;nxt week i'll be getting my pay! hopefully i'll have enuff to spend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. return my camp fees&lt;br /&gt;b. buy some ipod accesories&lt;br /&gt;c. clothings accesories&lt;br /&gt;d. return mom my pocket moneies&lt;br /&gt;e. return friends moneies&lt;br /&gt;f. last me till the end of nxt mth&lt;br /&gt;g. give God my 1st fruits!(of working for this term!) Xd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the fact tt God has blessed me wif such fun colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;Just pray tt i'll keep going on well coz i'll be gng army soon:&lt;br /&gt;UEJN !#&lt;br /&gt;(go figure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family's not doing so well.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle,Vincent,  has a heart problem. My parents say that he won't live long.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that he'll live through this time. Doctors say he's too weak to go for another operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt, Jackie, is diagnosed with brain tumor. Still she refuses to take medication and seek treatment. Pray that she'll realise that people around her are there to help and not to harm her.&lt;br /&gt;That her Stage 4 condition will change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing that God can do miracles. But even if he doesn't, its not up to us=D&lt;br /&gt;I lift these up to his hand.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Photos~!&lt;br /&gt;(not many thou)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/SBSwSgJ1Z1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2GozNKkaQVc/s1600-h/entrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/SBSwSgJ1Z1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2GozNKkaQVc/s320/entrance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193970102180341586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        Building entrance (see this everyday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/SBSvsQJ1ZzI/AAAAAAAAACs/j3MpcJg2PtU/s1600-h/aia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/SBSvsQJ1ZzI/AAAAAAAAACs/j3MpcJg2PtU/s320/aia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193969445050345266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AIA building!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a happy week ahead XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-7867465180803832358?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/7867465180803832358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=7867465180803832358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/7867465180803832358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/7867465180803832358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2008/04/arubeito.html' title='arubeito'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/SBSwSgJ1Z1I/AAAAAAAAAC8/2GozNKkaQVc/s72-c/entrance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-1915910703533012338</id><published>2008-03-27T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:16:20.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="en-NIV-18207" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; The Lord says:&lt;br /&gt;       "These people come near to me with their mouth&lt;br /&gt;       and honor me with their lips,&lt;br /&gt;       but their hearts are far from me.&lt;br /&gt;       Their worship of me&lt;br /&gt;       is made up only of rules taught by men. &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=29&amp;amp;chapter=29&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=chapter#fen-NIV-18207b" title="See footnote b"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18208" class="sup"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; Therefore once more I will astound these people&lt;br /&gt;       with wonder upon wonder;&lt;br /&gt;       the wisdom of the wise will perish,&lt;br /&gt;       the intelligence of the intelligent will vanish." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18209" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; Woe to those who go to great depths&lt;br /&gt;       to hide their plans from the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;       who do their work in darkness and think,&lt;br /&gt;       "Who sees us? Who will know?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18210" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; You turn things upside down,&lt;br /&gt;       as if the potter were thought to be like the clay!&lt;br /&gt;       Shall what is formed say to him who formed it,&lt;br /&gt;       "He did not make me"?&lt;br /&gt;       Can the pot say of the potter,&lt;br /&gt;       "He knows nothing"?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isaiah 29:13-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-23642" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;" 'These people honor me with their lips,&lt;br /&gt;      but their hearts are far from me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-23643" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;They worship me in vain;&lt;br /&gt;      their teachings are but rules taught by men.'&lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;amp;chapter=15&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=chapter#fen-NIV-23643d" title="See footnote d"&gt;d&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Matt 15:8-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise him!&lt;br /&gt;his word is true=d&lt;br /&gt;God's word rocks socks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-1915910703533012338?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/1915910703533012338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=1915910703533012338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/1915910703533012338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/1915910703533012338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2008/03/praise-him.html' title='Praise him!'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-8045332248496551423</id><published>2008-03-25T23:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T20:39:25.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Things to Think About If You Want to Change the World</title><content type='html'>I had this inspiration from reading Tomtom and Gracie's blog and seeing jere's update!&lt;br /&gt;I thought i should update too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;) Mahatma Gandhi believed that we must be the change we want to see in the world. This was well demonstrated when he helped India gain its independence. Gandhi was a revolutionary man, but he accomplished India’s emergence as a nation without starting a revolution. In fact, he advocated no violence. One of the most powerful countries in the world yielded to the commitment of one man and the dream of millions.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      What change can we effect? What’s the difference we want to make in the world?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Gandhi said, “In a gentle way you can shake the world.” Here are some things to think about how to do just that.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;1. Know that all significant change throughout history has occurred not because of nations, armies, governments—and certainly not committees. They happened as a result of the courage and commitment of individuals. People like Joan of Ark, Albert Einstein, Clara Barton, Abraham Lincoln, Thomas Edison and Rosa Parks. They might not have done it alone, but they were, without question, the change makers.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;2. Believe that you have a unique purpose and potential in the world. It’s not so much something to create as to be discovered. And it’s up to you to discover it. Believe that you can and will make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;3. Recognize that everything you do, every step you take, every sentence you write, every word you speak—or DON’T speak—counts. Nothing is trivial. The world may be big, but there are no small things. Everything matters.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;4. To be the change you want to see in the world, you don’t have to be loud. You don’t have to be eloquent. You don’t have to be elected. You don’t even have to be particularly smart or well educated. You do, however, have to be committed.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;5. Take personal responsibility. Never think that “it’s not my job”. It’s a cop-out to say, “What can I do, I’m only one person.” You don’t need everyone’s cooperation or anyone’s permission to make changes. Remember this little gem, “If it’s to be, it’s up to me.”&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;6. Don’t get caught up in the how of things. If you’re clear on what you want to change and why you want to change it, the how will come. Many significant things have been left undone because someone let the problem solving interfere with the decision-making.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;7. Don’t wait for things to be right in order to begin. Change is messy. Things will never be just right. Follow Teddy Roosevelt’s timeless advice, “Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.”&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;8. The genesis for change is awareness. We cannot change what we don’t acknowledge. Most of the time, we aren’t aware of what’s wrong or what’s not working. We don’t see what could be. By becoming more aware, we begin the process of change.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;9. Take to heart these words from Albert Einstein—arguably one of the smartest change masters who ever lived: “All meaningful and lasting change starts first in your imagination and then works its way out. Imagination is more important than knowledge.”&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;10. In order for things to change, YOU have to change. We can’t change others; we can only change ourselves. However, when WE change, it changes everything. And in doing so, we truly can be the change we want to see in the world.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Inscribed on the tomb of an Anglican Bishop in Westminster Abby (1100 A.D.)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;"When I was young and free and my imagination had no limits, I dreamed of changing the world. As I grew older and wiser, I discovered the world would not change, so I shortened my sights somewhat and decided to change only my country.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      But it, too, seemed immovable.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;As I grew into my twilight years, in one last desperate attempt, I settled for changing only my family, those closest to me, but alas, they would have none of it.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;And now, as I lie on my deathbed, I suddenly realize: If I had only changed myself first, then by example I would have changed my family.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;From their inspiration and encouragement, I would then have been able to better my country, and who knows, I may have even changed the world."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Since this list was inspired by Gandhi’s belief, it seems appropriate to end with another of his quotes:&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;“Consciously or unconsciously, every one of us does render some service or other. If we cultivate the habit of doing this service deliberately, our desire for service will steadily grow stronger and we will make not only our own happiness, but that of the world at large.&lt;mahatma believed="" must="" demonstrated="" helped="" india="" gain="" revolutionary="" accomplished="" emergence="" nation="" starting="" he="" advocated="" powerful="" countries="" yielded="" man="" dream="" difference="" gandhi="" gentle="" shake="" here="" about="" know="" throughout="" history="" has="" occurred="" certainly="" happened="" result="" courage="" commitment="" people="" like="" joan="" clara="" abraham="" thomas="" edison="" rosa="" might="" done="" without="" unique="" purpose="" potential="" much="" something="" create="" discover="" believe="" recognize="" step="" sentence="" word="" nothing="" there="" are="" small="" everything="" particularly="" smart="" well="" personal="" think="" a="" out="" m="" need="" cooperation="" permission="" remember="" little="" get="" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/8045332248496551423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2008/03/top-ten-things-to-think-about-if-you.html' title='Top Ten Things to Think About If You Want to Change the World'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-753035114969914866</id><published>2008-03-14T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:16:33.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sun is up again,&lt;br /&gt;praise God!&lt;br /&gt;its been raining mad cats and dogs every other day that you're alive in this city.&lt;br /&gt;i just watched Juno, it sparked thoughts regarding love, loyalty, tomorrow and forever.&lt;br /&gt;love between couples;&lt;br /&gt;loyalty to spouses;&lt;br /&gt;whats gonna happen tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;will it last forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me re-think my relationship with God, which has not been well.&lt;br /&gt;randomly, this came up: "the whole world's looking for love!"&lt;br /&gt;yah could be God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday, some old pals from sec school gave me a last min holler on supper&lt;br /&gt;so i went to town to meet these jokers =D&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, PeiLing(pl) was there.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was deeps, danny, alex and daryl, but daryl was replaced wif pl&lt;br /&gt;as usual, they came at me with the guns on situations about how i would deal with my gf etc.&lt;br /&gt;and later in the night, about Christianity and even things like angels and demons.&lt;br /&gt;PL even challenged me that if i could talk her about Christianity, she would come wif me! (sounds great huh?)&lt;br /&gt;Wall #1 is, she's future lawyer, wall #2, atheist... (could go on for more but what for?)&lt;br /&gt;THE I AM ,  tugged me about these friends&lt;br /&gt;as usual, being 'laid back' about things like that coz they're a little too far for me.&lt;br /&gt;But having said that,20 years have passed like a stroll in the park;&lt;br /&gt;stormy at times, lonely, scared, happy, exciting, heart-wrenching etc.&lt;br /&gt;it's not been easy(its actually is quite, considering the huge blessings that i've gained)&lt;br /&gt;yet it had made me, me today.&lt;br /&gt;Still feeling a little lonesome coz i barely have someone close to share to things about, and also coz i've been gone for a long time. Time doesn't fly in this world, it runs.&lt;br /&gt;and it runs on chemical reactions occuring in batteries.(cold joke, please get it Xd)&lt;br /&gt;that night made me remember that life goes on,  i've been stuck like an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ouroboros"&gt;ouroboros&lt;/a&gt; caught in a cyclic web.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that i won't fall for the same traps of the enemy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touche la senses:&lt;br /&gt;A having bad palate is worse than a hearing bad ballad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-753035114969914866?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/753035114969914866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=753035114969914866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/753035114969914866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/753035114969914866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-sleeping.html' title='I love sleeping'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-4830696425622479459</id><published>2007-11-23T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T02:07:26.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It is impiety, and almost blasphemy to presume to know the will of God. It comes from the sin of pride, Even kings, Brother Nicholas, must submit to being used by God's will without knowing what it is. They must never seek to use it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip II.&lt;br /&gt;This was a discussion between Philip II and a monk in a garden. An extract from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;. Reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tommy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wordpress&lt;/span&gt; probed me to look up what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; armada was because i knew some where that it was a powerful fleet. Well it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jerry&lt;/span&gt; boy who made me find where he was ranting about. But this inspired me to re-think what we believe of the &lt;i&gt;will of God &lt;/i&gt;is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been pondering over the past few week in sermon, service, at home and even when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in school. What has he planned for me? Was what i heard over a month ago his voice? That i was to be a missionary? A church worker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And again in yesterday, after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joshua 13: 14, 33 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only to the tribe of Levi he did not give an inheritance; the offerings by fire to the LORD, the God of Israel, are their inheritance, as He spoke to him....But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the tribe of Levi, Moses did not give an inheritance; the LORD, the God of Israel, is their inheritance, as He had promised to them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; reached deep inside me and pulled a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;whole bunch&lt;/span&gt; of heartstrings. I had also realised my desire to have a clear path of how i wanted my life to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me. I need direction, clear cut. The army is calling me, the world is calling me, missions, leadership, discipleship, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;servant hood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Many are called,  few are chosen.&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/27426638-4830696425622479459?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/4830696425622479459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=4830696425622479459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/4830696425622479459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/4830696425622479459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-is-impiety-and-almost-blasphemy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-7364111162558743004</id><published>2007-11-01T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:27:38.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/RynZrWsIgrI/AAAAAAAAABE/1wNyi0WKt4I/s1600-h/Geschichte+Museum+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/RynZrWsIgrI/AAAAAAAAABE/1wNyi0WKt4I/s320/Geschichte+Museum+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127868989586309810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;hating&lt;/span&gt;paper&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;shreading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;appreciating&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;runny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;nosing&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;electronics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mugging&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;dota&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;playing&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ground&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;stomping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;feet&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;tripping&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;air&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;kicking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dust&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;wipeing&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;parents&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;loving&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;girl&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;bugging&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;car&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sighting&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;bird&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;watching&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;nature&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;lovin&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shinobiwars&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;gaming&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;world&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dreaming&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;life&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;loving&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;apronwearing&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;hair&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;unstyling&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;wire&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;stripping&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;library&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;sleeping&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;book&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snezzing&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;tissue&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;using&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;adidasliking&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;classical&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;chic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;church&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;going&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;usher&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;friend&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;son&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;disciple&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;discipler&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cold&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hating&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;email&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sending&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;blog&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;composing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;brown&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;blue&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;black&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;white&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;pink&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;silver&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;wearing&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-7364111162558743004?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/7364111162558743004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=7364111162558743004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/7364111162558743004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/7364111162558743004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/11/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/RynZrWsIgrI/AAAAAAAAABE/1wNyi0WKt4I/s72-c/Geschichte+Museum+%287%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-7917737731130292358</id><published>2007-10-18T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T23:20:55.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th October</title><content type='html'>i just arrived home from meeting dru,jean,ana,kai and weishun.&lt;br /&gt;We met for dinner&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to meet dru,kai,ade and eve for discipleship but they couldn't come.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i still love meeting up. Allows me to reflect what i've done and also find out what others had done in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;Weishun asked for the song by Lifehouse:Everything i guess he was looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered the lyrics and how it spoke to me about our true purposes and how God truly is.( Of course more than a song!)&lt;br /&gt;the lyric goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how can i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt; here with you&lt;br /&gt;and not be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;moved&lt;/span&gt; by you?&lt;br /&gt;would you tell me how&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; could it be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;any better&lt;/span&gt; than &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just love the way songs reflect life. Coz its art, like how poetry reflects a man, place or situation.&lt;br /&gt;Corrinne may's new album a beautiful seed is a work of art.&lt;br /&gt;City of angels, reflects a paradox of how angels are, called in the city of angels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the make up in this town covers the frowns&lt;br /&gt;As the world spins upside down&lt;br /&gt;In the City of Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In L.A, How true it is of man in the world, how abused are words used and demeaned!&lt;br /&gt;Words such as Love, Angel, Hate&lt;br /&gt;not that it is poorly reflected in this song, but how its overused by the world as sweet whispers...&lt;br /&gt;"art reflects life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me recall of how i read about Jesus and the people around him.&lt;br /&gt;All the makeup in their faces covers their smiles. As the pharisees cover their hidden simles while ppl watch them acting Holy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recall about paul's teaching of how he dedicated Himself to Christ to run the race,&lt;br /&gt;As in 2 Tim 4 :7 "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."&lt;br /&gt;i want to run this race well and proclaim that Christ is my living!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-7917737731130292358?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/7917737731130292358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=7917737731130292358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/7917737731130292358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/7917737731130292358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/10/18th-october.html' title='18th October'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-1046165581127320069</id><published>2007-10-03T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:55:19.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 metre away, 1 thousand mile apart</title><content type='html'>its hard when tables are sperated. Thats why i love eating at one table coz ppl can connect well within one table.&lt;br /&gt;i felt tt today while i was at burger king for just a short while.&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta headache now and im gonna slp. SLpt too late last nite and got work tml... i'll fill ya in on the fun day i had at work! and the amazing grace tt i finally found 1.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!(to be continued....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-1046165581127320069?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/1046165581127320069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=1046165581127320069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/1046165581127320069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/1046165581127320069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-metre-away-1-thousand-mile-apart.html' title='1 metre away, 1 thousand mile apart'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-492491536712187382</id><published>2007-09-13T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:02:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;made u guys wait again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; wondering once again. usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tinking&lt;/span&gt; too much into any topic. News, forums, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt;, music, books, quotes, morals, habits, practices, faith, gestures, behaviors.... life in perspective. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; practically slacking everyday! almost nothing to do at home but watch online &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; and play computer games. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; still waiting for calls from the interviews &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been to in the past weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    i have one proposed position vacancy in a local bank in toa pa yoh! but thats quite far... still considering it coz i have little to. However, discipleship's starting... gotta begin preparing myself and praying daily for my sheeps now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Interestingly, i learnt some fun facts about discipleship and cell groups from my english housegroup (cell group) in germany! Thank God again for this miracle that was prepared for me who was unprepared. Seriously, alot of things i had to rely on God to show me the way. In the church that i was in haus des herrn*( house of the gentleman,Hdh). God really showed me loads of things and caused me to grow close to the people there=d. It really wassent difficult coz they're all so friendly and open. I had time to hang out wif very different people from all walks of like.         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*ps: sorry if i miss named it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Very unlike YI coz its mostly made up of kids! Students who talk about nothing but mostly school and church. Not that i dislike it, but it makes us lack exposure to situations, yet living in a community like YI DOES help you grow and mature if you're keen on. yi really seeks to grow youths to become ready for the world, but unless you read alot and make yourself exposed to elements and strive to stick close to God despite it all.  I believe the world is a big place. Its really huge, and we need to be close to God all-in-all. That is the most important thing. I can see faith growing in the people in Hdh,  which is great coz it builds faith in others too=d people believing in God who can do all things exceedingly, abundently, more than we can think or imagine. Because trusting in someone wholeheartedly is not easy. Its difficult for alot of people to just let go and let God. For the adults, they have so many responsibilities and dreams they want to accomplish. Dreams of their own, dreams for their kids, lives they want to live out that don't have God. Many of them leave God out of the equation and don't live with Him. But that is changing. But that was all in the past... God has given them so many dreams and its NOW that they're living. Not in the past, they have begun to take action and been growing in faith, in depth of the word! Mannheim revival!&lt;br /&gt;    Revival is not for those who don't want change. They are sick and tired of living in the constrains of their comfort zone! I will believe and trust that God will do a great work within them and in their surroundings! Praise HIM! =d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-492491536712187382?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/492491536712187382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=492491536712187382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/492491536712187382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/492491536712187382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/09/13th-september.html' title='13th September'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-7060930129942910996</id><published>2007-08-20T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:27:39.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bib-le</title><content type='html'>Back in business-le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice to be back to this clean and nice country.&lt;br /&gt;clean air, water, clothes and people&lt;br /&gt;'its good to be back' they say...&lt;br /&gt;bye bye to choco, bread, wurst(sausages) , warm churchies, friends...&lt;br /&gt;i've left it all and now im home now.&lt;br /&gt;Cell was nice =d!&lt;br /&gt;its great to be back with cell and sg friends again.&lt;br /&gt;Learnt all their names all over again; recognised their identities all over again;  made fun of these things  all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days wont be over soon i guess.  Having learnt to live with this church's perspective of things as well. But still living under the roof of Christus and laughing with a stronger-bunch-of-same-God-lovin-Disciples/Disciplers!&lt;br /&gt;goofin around is fun! But changing lives is what we are. I'm glad that lives have been changing for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Bonding's great, nobody's left out within the family now, except the past and the future.&lt;br /&gt;Though i felt a little left out-d its natural coz they have moved on and alot further together w/o me=D Precisely what catching-up is for, to bring me back to the familar voices in cell, ministry and leaders. Coz God's been around everywhere i've been around and never left my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/Rsmz9flLWJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b1Xmr8CX__w/s1600-h/IMGP1522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/Rsmz9flLWJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b1Xmr8CX__w/s320/IMGP1522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100805922004621458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/RsmWVvlLWEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KCCX8VRmQ_Y/s1600-h/IMGP1523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/RsmWVvlLWEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KCCX8VRmQ_Y/s320/IMGP1523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100773353267615810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll post up my testimonies later=d&lt;br /&gt;Tschüss.&lt;br /&gt;(dude above is Thomas,dude on the left is Jens[pronounced Ians])&lt;br /&gt;=d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-7060930129942910996?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/7060930129942910996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=7060930129942910996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/7060930129942910996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/7060930129942910996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/08/bib-le.html' title='bib-le'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kCQ3P_jxsms/Rsmz9flLWJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b1Xmr8CX__w/s72-c/IMGP1522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-9056724205001816634</id><published>2007-06-21T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T01:30:16.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>less than 2 and a little of waiwai style</title><content type='html'>in less than 2 mths i'll be back=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixed emos coming in, alittle sad and also happy=d&lt;br /&gt;can see my phueans again, see how much my sheep have grown under dru while I'm away.&lt;br /&gt;and also see how they will react to them me who has been away, home away from home, for nearly 6 mths.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i cant post any pictures... the past almost 4 mths i havent posted any new pictures of my trips(i havent posted any pictures on this blog at all!LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Well the problem is my internet is prolly permernatly down coz the darn cable for my room is faulty... they said the underground cables might be disconnected some how and now they can only do the 'i don't know' dance before me...&lt;br /&gt;so sian lar... cant do anything at home, but read and listen to music and fight z monster...&lt;br /&gt;growing moss already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least at work i can still tune in to my jukebox of songs from the internet so its still comforting at work. Air-con in the summer heat=d*bliss*&lt;br /&gt;i still anticipate my return back, but i still wanna experience the rest of europe!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been to france, italy, spain, denmark, england... so many places ... so little time left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did visit switzerland again! this time, there was the m'sian couple, Rachel and Cheong, Mexican guy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Isai&lt;/span&gt;, myself and Malcom(ngee ann alumni studying uni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Malcom&lt;/span&gt; went seperately after lunch coz he was meeting a phuean.&lt;br /&gt;There was one part where we enter a catholic church on one of the more popular viewing spots in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Basel Bad&lt;/span&gt;( its just a name, not meaning the ppl are bad=d) If you were to notice, in most churches in Europe, the catholic churches would have a basin of water near the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;Silly me thinking it was for washing hands did the most hilarious thing I'd ever done since coming here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  And now the waiwai reporting style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;            *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please note the following is an ACTUAL event. Any coincidences are purely fictional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Isai, cheong&lt;br /&gt;rachel, me   : SFX tap,tap(walk into church)&lt;br /&gt;sign:     (it reads) Please maintain Silence in the church and keep your voice down.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  A basin of water is placed behind the sign on a small wodden pillar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kello: Hey Isai, i think you're suppose to wash ur hands in this.&lt;br /&gt;Isai: Really?&lt;br /&gt;kello: yeap&lt;br /&gt;Isai: Okay, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;*Isai puts his hands into the basin of water and starts rubbing his hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Choeng: *Turns head to see isai washing hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Cheong: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheong: Isai! YOU'RE not suppose to do that!&lt;br /&gt;Isai: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHAT?! really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheong : yea, that's like... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Holy Water&lt;/span&gt;. you're not suppose to put your whole hand in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Isai: =0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;kello: =O !!!! What!? Really?!&lt;br /&gt;Isai: YOU TRICKED ME KELVIN!!&lt;br /&gt;Choeng: hahahaha! (try to refrain from laughing)&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: what happened?&lt;br /&gt;kello: hahhahahahah!.... No i dint not trick you, i myself was not aware until cheong said so!&lt;br /&gt;Isai: No, you knew about it. And you fooled me. You're going to hell now!&lt;br /&gt;kello: no! i did not know! hahahahahah! i had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Isai: yea, right im sure you knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a pair of ladies came in. They dabbed the water wif their fingers and they did, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sign_of_the_Cross"&gt;sign of the cross&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. LOL!! with the same water isai washed his hands with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheong: the water is not so holy anymore...&lt;br /&gt;kello: whahaha&lt;br /&gt;The four of us cant help but laugh but at the same time try to restrain it.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we leave. Hoping no one saw us!&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LMAOROFL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that i think about it, In the many chuches that I've been to here. There has been that basin. Only thing is, that its usually empty. I thought it would be used for containing holy water as well. But the basin in that church just looked like an ordinary metal basin filled with water. So i assumed that it was a wash basin, since it had no designs on it( usually it has some designs on it)&lt;br /&gt;Now i really made an ass out of me and isai when i assumes=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a new revelation about my life again. Think this=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Our body is like our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;word of God&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;our food and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;, a wound, a cut on our body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; i&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;s the blood. He carries thrombocytes(platelets) which causes blood to clot blood. To stop us from losing more of Him, the blood in our body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt; is like sharp objects, he is the one which causes us to have sin in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If we are not careful, we will have wounds all over our body due to carelessness or that we have become &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;self-multilators&lt;/span&gt;. Working with satan to destroy our life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If we do not feed ourselves enough, Jesus cannot stop the bleeding coz we dont allow&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Him&lt;/span&gt; to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We need to be eating enough and not self-multilating to stop the bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Allow the wounds to close-up, it wont be long. There might be scars, but time will heal it. So long as we are careful, we may still be cut when we lose focus. But ultimately, if we are faithful. We will be wound free. The scars will heal too, and they are there to remind us of the painful life that it once was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=d HOpe you understood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-9056724205001816634?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/9056724205001816634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=9056724205001816634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/9056724205001816634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/9056724205001816634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/06/less-than-2-and-little-of-waiwai-style.html' title='less than 2 and a little of waiwai style'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-8632470343121769652</id><published>2007-05-30T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T17:01:52.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>step back</title><content type='html'>hello blog!&lt;br /&gt;so sorry i neglected you for so long=d&lt;br /&gt;well I'm still alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;Getting better day by day walking with His word in me.&lt;br /&gt;Today I read on the train on my way to school. This passage which spoke to me=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-5249" class="sup"&gt;'8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You are not to do as we do here today, everyone as he sees fit&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="en-NIV-5250" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;since you have not yet reached the resting place and the inheritance the LORD your God is giving yo&lt;/span&gt;u. &lt;span id="en-NIV-5251" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But you will cross the Jordan and settle in the land the LORD your God is giving you as an inheritance, and he will give you rest from all your enemies around you so that you will live in safety&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="en-NIV-5252" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; Then to the place the LORD your God will choose as a dwelling for his Name—there you are to bring everything I command you: your burnt offerings and sacrifices, your tithes and special gifts, and all the choice possessions you have vowed to the LORD. &lt;span id="en-NIV-5253" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; And there rejoice before the LORD your God, you, your sons and daughters, your menservants and maidservants, and the Levites from your towns, who have no allotment or inheritance of their own. &lt;span id="en-NIV-5254" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; Be careful not to sacrifice your burnt offerings anywhere you please. &lt;span id="en-NIV-5255" class="sup"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; Offer them only at the place the LORD will choose in one of your tribes, and there observe everything I command you.'&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 12:8-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt that the Lord is saying that my ways, actions and thoughts may not be totally right at the moment, everyone else as well. But as i am not with Him in paradise, in the resting place, i must continue to pursue and run this race. He will protect me and I'll be with Him soon.&lt;br /&gt;I will have victory and claim those promises! I need to give my best for Jesus! surprisingly God used my non-christian friends to push me=d and Christians friends here in Mannheim to encourage me C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; encourage&lt;/span&gt; is to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GIVE &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Courage &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got back my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spiritual journel&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I dint post it up on the blog but, I was in Brussels visiting a friend during the Labour Day holiday and i forgot to bring it back... So sad. I had to write my journels on my lappie instead.&lt;br /&gt;Now i can write feely! and express it all on both my blog and my journels(=&lt;br /&gt;The internet at my place is down so i cant post up my photo's 0-0'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thkx &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For all your PRAYERS everyone&lt;/span&gt;=D I will continue to get back up despite falling.&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to fall and hard to get back up, coz there is always the fear of falling again&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid to get up again, but now I can say I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hit by my work now coz I got stuck and am getting clottered wif my reports and the deadlines for my work! Pray for me in this area=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cellgrp[an english-speaking hausgroup(cellgrp in ppl's house called hausgrp!), the rest are german speaking], was discussing Philippians, from the sermon.&lt;br /&gt;In german, Phil 1:21 , "Denn Christus ist mein Leben und Sterben ist mein Gewinn."&lt;br /&gt;"Because Christ is my living and dying is my profit"&lt;br /&gt;'Because Christ is my living', i want to be able to say this one day=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; encourage&lt;/span&gt; is to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GIVE &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Courage &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to someone. Such simple truth.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that you'll encourage some1 too=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-8632470343121769652?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/8632470343121769652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=8632470343121769652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/8632470343121769652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/8632470343121769652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/05/step-back.html' title='step back'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-4887712550489887251</id><published>2007-04-11T04:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T04:04:42.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>fallen stars caught in the web of deception.&lt;br /&gt;as the spider weaves her web in the eye of the storm,&lt;br /&gt;so will the cannons lay waste to the shores.&lt;br /&gt;By will of man, nothing can be done,&lt;br /&gt;the hand of God will mould the life of wretched.&lt;br /&gt;insatiable the greed of the greedy&lt;br /&gt;the path has no end and no purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Where lies the faith mine?&lt;br /&gt;i have come to seize it and put it back in You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-4887712550489887251?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/4887712550489887251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=4887712550489887251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/4887712550489887251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/4887712550489887251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/04/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-1525510966948318590</id><published>2007-03-21T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T18:34:56.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow</title><content type='html'>I came to school late today again and it snowed! it snowed at my haus there&lt;br /&gt;and i was so delighted i took some pics wif my hp camera so unfortunately i cant post em up.&lt;br /&gt;But God was telling me something else.Reminding me that even though i ran away from Him today. He still wanted to bless me with the sight of snow. The pure white snow that fell upon the darkened streets. It lit and beautified the dark and cold environment.  Even though the snow was cold. Even though the hearts were hardened. He did not give me up.I must repent and seek His face. Remembering the grace that He has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder... do the cold hearts around me make me colder? i pray my fire you lit will burn brighter and warm them.&lt;br /&gt;Love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-1525510966948318590?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/1525510966948318590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=1525510966948318590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/1525510966948318590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/1525510966948318590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/03/snow.html' title='snow'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-5702600884853506268</id><published>2007-03-20T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T18:32:13.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mannheim boring...</title><content type='html'>sian man this place. Weekends their entertainment is so limited here so i stay indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sat i visited Konstance a place near swiss boarder. Did some shopping wif augustine(aug) and malcom(mal). We also had 2 of malcom's friends come along too. The were Isai, an iranian fella and nima, a mexican.&lt;br /&gt;However the both of them were more interested in sightseeing in Konstance. So we went our seperate ways. I shopped with aug n mal. They went mad. Mal bought over 150euros worth of clothings and aug spent around 90 euros but aug said he dint spend enuff coz he could'nt find his size.&lt;br /&gt;They were telling me how crazy the swiss shopped in Konstance coz  of the high taxes in germany(de/deutche). Rem the VAT tax i was saying 19%? Since the swiss were not part of EU. Once they leave the EU wif their items they can use the tax refund form they get from the shops in Konstance and get the 19% back! thats as gd as 19% off! No wonder they love to shop there so much. But at the same time, the owners jack up their prices a little at Konstance compared to the rest of de. Then again the clothings were the same price throughout de; only the food and daily neccesities were more expensive. They shopped at Zara, H&amp;amp;M and other shops. I bought a Zara shirt at S$66.70! Cheap rite compared to sg? Next time want branded stuff. Maybe can ask me to buy wo! Its cheaper here=d.&lt;br /&gt;I also had a taste of swiss meat as i crossed the boarder. It was so good!I had fried pork chop with a fresh garden salad, its called Salat here. Compared to the salty and tough meat we had to eat at the school "Mensa" canteen. I claimed back 6.50 euros! And I'll collect my 6 euros coz i can claim for my Birkänstork!&lt;br /&gt;Now im going to eat some nice jap food in town. Choos(byee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-5702600884853506268?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/5702600884853506268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=5702600884853506268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/5702600884853506268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/5702600884853506268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/03/mannheim-boring.html' title='Mannheim boring...'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-9008272275997430202</id><published>2007-03-01T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T01:03:27.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Germany II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yoh fellas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have 2 seniors aiding me here.&lt;br /&gt;One is malcom an ex ngee ann student who also has Certificate of  Merit for his poly cert!&lt;br /&gt;Another is Augustine =d ugrade working on his Master of Economics here&lt;br /&gt;Both are friendly and have been helpful to making my stay here more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Augustine is like a high-class sociocrate but a little different as he is friendly and approachable. He always soughts after high class stuff and tries to persuade me and the click to buy Zara or some other high class goods.&lt;br /&gt;He loves to go to switzerland cos its like tokyo and the food there is 3 times better than German food.  He just loves the organic food that they have and really hates Germany prolly coz he has been treated badly by the govt. His favourite method of getting back at the govt is to buy stuff and get them tax freed coz the tax at germany is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;19%&lt;/span&gt;!!!! very very high!&lt;br /&gt;Malcom on the other hand i don't know him that well yet but i know he hates getting scolded by germans so i figure he's also some1 takes 'face' very seriously=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im here in germany =d i've begun working in the university liao and im fitting in well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still missing you guys from church and the friends esp my cell grp and eg grp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently im at sch blogging and slacking coz my appointment wif the Prof Götzmann is over and i'll be free over the weekend=D happy and free for now. Well so far thing have been going well.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Swiss over the weekend and its a beautiful place, prolly has alot more but i could'nt travel too far coz i had to meet the prof. Mannheim, is a small town. Wif barely over 300k people... people here are generally "dao" coz their pay is low and their unemployment rate is high. Transportation is also insanely expensive So germany is not that much of a great place. &lt;br /&gt;As for the pictures i'll post them up asap coz not i dun have internet connection at my 'pension'=d sorry gotta make u guys wait. And i'll be moving into my new hostel tml! Yay can finally save money buy eating home and cooking there. Then, i'll have a fixed address and doing  things can be more flexible!&lt;br /&gt;Okie now we're gonna go shopping for groceries and then head for augustine's hse for dinner=d save money again! haha okie gtg next time i'll post up pic if i can and teach u peeps some German i learnt too k?&lt;br /&gt;Choos(byee=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-9008272275997430202?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/9008272275997430202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=9008272275997430202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/9008272275997430202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/9008272275997430202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-germany-ii.html' title='In Germany II'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-117241566048494718</id><published>2007-02-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:01:00.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN germany liao!</title><content type='html'>hey guys im here in germany~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooh&lt;br /&gt;but the stuff here is so exp! like min 4-8 euros per meal lar and the temperature here is quite cold around 10 deg Celcius!&lt;br /&gt;I've already been to swiss yesterday it was so cool the people there are so much friendlier than the germans... so grumpy and all... really they are unhappy people. i'll explain more when i get my internet acess in the hostel. Right now im blogging in a cafe. U'll need to pay for it even wif buying a drink k?&lt;br /&gt; talk more later times up&lt;br /&gt; tata!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-117241566048494718?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/117241566048494718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=117241566048494718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/117241566048494718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/117241566048494718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-germany-liao.html' title='IN germany liao!'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-116715841888109762</id><published>2006-12-27T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T03:08:05.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>game of 'life'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'Life'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brief Synopsis of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To win you must find and obey your Creator(know as God.)&lt;br /&gt;You must also have a close personal relationship with Him and the people around you in conjunction with Him.&lt;br /&gt;Along the way you might have an encounter with Him.&lt;br /&gt;It would alter your destiny(the path that you choose)&lt;br /&gt;However failure to obey the Creator would ultimately result in a loss.&lt;br /&gt;But if you choose to listen to the instructions issued via...&lt;br /&gt;Inner voice, the Bible, situations or even people,&lt;br /&gt;most of the time... you'll eventually grow your character(you in the game) and also gain faith(spiritual currency)&lt;br /&gt;You will succeed in making it to Paradise which means you win.&lt;br /&gt;But the journey will not be easy... its a long and arduous journey with great peril that lies before you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The main villan Satan will try to bring you away from God and away from knowing Him.&lt;br /&gt;Satan will try his best to bring you to hell. If he succeeds, you lose so be careful.&lt;br /&gt;You lose when you die not knowing God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Controls:&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you want to in this game.&lt;br /&gt;There is freedom of will given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Game&lt;/span&gt; enough to begin your '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;' journey?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-116715841888109762?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/116715841888109762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=116715841888109762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116715841888109762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116715841888109762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/12/game-of-life.html' title='game of &apos;life&apos;'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-116564206794293814</id><published>2006-12-09T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:27:47.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;just melody - UVERworld&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/bv1anBWKEW0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/bv1anBWKEW0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;its a cool song! enjoy=d &lt;br /&gt;the band rockx check out their other songs... if you have their songs send me leh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-116564206794293814?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/116564206794293814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=116564206794293814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116564206794293814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116564206794293814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-melody-uverworld-its-cool-song.html' title=''/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-116448144133737118</id><published>2006-11-26T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T03:04:09.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life-.-</title><content type='html'>WOW!Sugoi!&lt;br /&gt;really refreshed and relieved tt the combine service went so well and everyone was so high on God! everyone was dancing and singing praises to Him.&lt;br /&gt;It felt so good to sing and dance to the Lord wif everyone esp to God. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;God truely inhibits within our praises; worship in awe of Him.&lt;br /&gt;The spirit was high really and even at dinner, everyone was enjoying their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, learnt new things again today=d&lt;br /&gt;That being truthful is bold, lies just show that we are ashamed of telling the truth. And lies hurt people we love becoz we hide the truth from them...&lt;br /&gt;Slowly im beginning to understand why God hates lies and sin, becoz he can see thru us and knows our every thought. Thats why it hurts him when we hide from Him just like how Adam did.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, we need to live our lives giving everything to Jesus coz he gave us his all, what then can we give in return for eternal life but to give this life away.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span id="en-NIV-26595" class="sup"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The man who loves his life will lose it, while the man who hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life" John 12: 25&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-116448144133737118?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/116448144133737118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=116448144133737118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116448144133737118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116448144133737118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/11/life.html' title='life-.-'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-116266507207559256</id><published>2006-11-05T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T02:31:12.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=d</title><content type='html'>hey folks=d&lt;br /&gt;to whoever whos been reading the post faithfully=D&lt;br /&gt;Thnkx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing day yest as we had another outreach!!! YEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so amazing to see again God work so clearly among us and drawing ppl to Him!&lt;br /&gt;KC AC! he accepted JESUS! wow gotta amen to that man!&lt;br /&gt;just gotta keep praying tt God will continue to move and change their hearts towards Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was surprised tt yanni brought so many friends&lt;br /&gt;Thank God again for using her to draw them and inviting them=D&lt;br /&gt;the past 3 weeks have been pretty busy since sch started and i've been working&lt;br /&gt;@GV Vivocity... wah stress there man working at box... always counting money always selling tickets...&lt;br /&gt;but floor(ushers) was fun coz we got to run around and clear cinemas and get a glimse of what the ending of the movie is about... but sadly i onli did for like 3 hours. All the guys were real friendly and accomodating, they were so funny and jovial! so it was easy to just hangout wif em and chill tearing tickets and all...&lt;br /&gt;Well yest was the 1st time i played any computer game in months so it was really enjoyable to play dota and some cs wif the guys and girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going around looking at blogs and watching ppl really surprises me sometimes but most of it... i just anticipate coz if you read your bible seriously enuff and hear from the holy spirit(HS) you can tell certain human characteristics that are ubiquous in secular people. They way they always think of a particular topic or discuss a specific issue. I'm wondering if its just a facade sometimes but if everyone's chatting about it then it must be of a certain importance to them.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think its so typical of them.. yet it makes me relieved tt ppl in my cg and fellow christians are so renewed by Your Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for them and allowing me to be with Godly people and having fellowship with them. Meeting them and their presence makes me glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well got work later at 3pm gtg!&lt;br /&gt;Tkare dudes and dudettess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-116266507207559256?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/116266507207559256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=116266507207559256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116266507207559256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116266507207559256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/11/d.html' title='=d'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-116076725028656304</id><published>2006-10-14T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T03:20:50.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gomendazai!</title><content type='html'>so sorry guys if u've checked this blog and found it without news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really busy wif school cca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie i'll do my testimony for  mt 1st k? as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was A TOTOALLY AWESOME experience.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who missed out on it really missed out on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; in life man.&lt;br /&gt;For those who missed my testimony during service about 1 mth ago...&lt;br /&gt;well this is sorta like a more comprehensive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first days were a little slack coz we landed at night and dint do much ministry work... so we rested and continued to be prayerful to allow God to show us more coz what?!COZ WE"RE HUNGRY! Hungry for souls that is!&lt;br /&gt;oh i havent mentioned the 1st day at church.&lt;br /&gt;They were so hungry lar!&lt;br /&gt;the thai church ppl. Adults man even in their like 60's so active and passionate in worshiping God. Jumping and praising! reminded me of YI. heh&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to see them so in love with God, ppl so thankful. I know God really blessed them despite having little compared to back in sg. We here in sg ppl are wining over little stuff like bad food and untasty water... should bring you into the forest and over to live in the refugee camps to see how truely blessed you've been by God...&lt;br /&gt;Really thank God for air-con and all the food we can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;expect&lt;/span&gt; on our table daily... thats why we say our table grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2 was more travelling to the location... from Khong Kean to Hmong village(refugee camp)&lt;br /&gt;we took about 5 hours to travel near the refugee camp... onli to realise tt it wazzent open for us to go in... But God taught us a lesson of patience and of timing.&lt;br /&gt;Coz God prepared us that night with a night rally and God moved among us. Showing us tt its not according to us that ppl come to know Him but really just Him alone...&lt;br /&gt;early tt night few ppl came even though it was about time.&lt;br /&gt;until we prayed and continued to ask God... He showed up! ppl came and God saved=D&lt;br /&gt;See... not up to us to draw ppl... even though we did a whole evening of asking and inviting ppl to come... unless God shows up! similarly keep asking God to draw your family, your friends and ppl to come to know Him! Matt 7:7... it doesnt say ask once or twice den give up... but to keep asking and be hopeful! Believing tt He will give unto you, lives surrendered to Christ!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea sean low actually heard God telling Him this! not today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 came!&lt;br /&gt;Sean low heard God said yes today!&lt;br /&gt;and God allowed us to enter!! so amazing to hear God's voice! just tt we need to believe Him coz so many times we dont...&lt;br /&gt;keep believing and it will come to pass... Just look at abraham! till his death he did not see... but tt was how israel came about! being faithful and hopeful will deliver results if it comes from God!&lt;br /&gt;We entered and did prayerwalking... we also prepared for night rally; telling ppl to come for it.&lt;br /&gt;PPl came, ppl got saved, ppl got healed.&lt;br /&gt;so many miracles... i'll mention some.&lt;br /&gt;One dude. 1/2 blind, 1/2 deaf, lame... Totally healed=God is awesome; 2nd old lady,&lt;br /&gt;shoulders and arms aching... prayed 4 her until she said stop praying for me!( she was laoian so communication a little breakdown hehe) and we got little kids to translate for us! God is amazing. 3rd dude, bowed arms, hurting... totally cannot move--after prayer--&gt; can move a little, no more pain. but he still needs prayer coz he need to build up muscles to move freely and to believe tt he can be totally healed... God is so GREAT!not enuff to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4... we taught in schools and played wif em!&lt;br /&gt;Den wanping said... 5mins left! quickly! if u havent shared hurry!&lt;br /&gt;Den we panic! oh no! den we shared the gospel! and den all the kids raised their hands and AC!&lt;br /&gt;so awesome man when God works even among kids!&lt;br /&gt;after the school visit within the camp. we went out to the village again... play wif kids and had a small soccer shootout... whoever of our yi guys cannot stop a ball... we "rugby hammer" him and carry him out and wait for the next better player hehe... so fun to carry the dudes off and see kids laugh so happily... even played &lt;lau&gt; which means eagle catch little chicks...&lt;br /&gt;man the little kids ran fast... i ran till i almost fell and had no breath LAR LOL...&lt;br /&gt;Later, we had some visitation and particularly... one house had this lady with a cast over her arm... she had just fell today we heard... we prayed for her and she accepted Christ! she felt no more pain but couldnt move too much still... but we believeing  tt God will heal her completely! And we believe she'll pray daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that... we ended out hmong village/ ref camp journey and went back to khong kean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;we went to more school to see kids.&lt;br /&gt;Very naughty kids... but still believe tt God can and will change their hearts!&lt;br /&gt;At night, we did a night rally at some rich town village. The ppl were really rich there man! like all living in terrace and bungalows lar! Den got desktop and flatsceen tv's more than 1 car some of em! one dude even had a collection of motorbikes...&lt;br /&gt;But main problem was this male fertility statue at village centre...&lt;br /&gt;We prayed like mad and did a rally there!It was great to see God move the people's hearts as we gave our best for this last night of ministry! The spirit was so strong tt we even had praise and worship after that in tt village centre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During dinner, rebecca, weiwei and ah chan noo prayed for this old lady who was lame! and she was completely healed! so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it was really an awesome trip so see with my own eyes God's work in motion and to experience it was even better! Hope all of you will be inspired to share fearlessly the gospel and not to be ashamed of Christ knowing that your God is real! Gn nite!&lt;br /&gt;i have a performance in 14 hours time! plz pray for me and i'll keep you updated soon!=d&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-116076725028656304?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/116076725028656304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=116076725028656304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116076725028656304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/116076725028656304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/10/gomendazai.html' title='gomendazai!'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115837191051513224</id><published>2006-09-16T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T09:58:30.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from MT 06^ tertiary!</title><content type='html'>HEY HEY HEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from this mt liao!&lt;br /&gt;so so awesome to see God work in our lives daily and&lt;br /&gt;putting Him 1st&lt;br /&gt;learnt loads really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll share it with you guys tonite=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115837191051513224?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115837191051513224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115837191051513224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115837191051513224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115837191051513224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-from-mt-06-tertiary.html' title='back from MT 06^ tertiary!'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115771612575246307</id><published>2006-09-08T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:48:45.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the rant</title><content type='html'>lol this thing=d saw it on xav's blog but still did it leh&lt;br /&gt;hehe dun have to pass it to still do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Full name: Lo Jin Wen Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Name backwards: nivleK neW niJ oL( sorry cant mirror the J and L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Meaning of the name: Well its just a name... for my eng name, for my chi name, sorta like good and well-mannered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Nickname: game=lo,vinvin,xiao bai gou, milkt... i shant name the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. D.O.B: 10/02/1988&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Place of birth: Singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Nationality: Singapura&lt;br /&gt;9. Current location: in my own room at 16 stories in mid air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. Star sign: Aquaries(or whatever it spells)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. Religion: Christian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. Height: ?? dunno about 1.8m bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. Weight: 58kg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14. Shoe size: US10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. Hair colour: black and some brown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. Eye colour: dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17. Who do you think u look like: my father on earth and in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18. Innie or outtie: bit of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19. Lefty of righty: righty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20. Gay,straight,bi or others: others... im in love with Jesus!               yea yea straight =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21. Best friends: prolly just Jesus... cant count any earthly friends as tt close...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;22. Best friends u trust most: dun trust men fully so just God! coz we are to put our faith in God who will not let us down, unlike men which fail every other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23. Favorite pals: ana, andy, dru...haiz so many mostly ppl in my cell grp and others frm cos(bt)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24. Best friend of opposite sex: alot for friends lar... but no best one=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25. Best buddies: izzant it the same as pals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26. Boyfriend of galfriend: galfriend lar... boyfriends are for gals to ans what... lol but prolly only in God's timing=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;27. Crush: im not violent so i dun crush heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;28. Parents: Mom and Dad who love me so dearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;29. Worst enemy: the evil one and old me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;30. Favorite online guy: JM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;31. Favorite online gal: prolly joyce lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;32. Craziest fren: prolly Liang Zhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;33. Advice fren(s): Andrew, Andy, RX and Gid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;34. Loudest friend: Ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;35. Person u cry with: the ones mourning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;36. Any sisters: One, an irritaing and sometimes caring one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;37. Any brother: one too, witty, irritating and careless yet careful in certain ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;38. Any pets: not for now... but i would like one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;39. Any disease: i've had shingles b4... tt count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;40. Pager: never had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;41. Personal phone line:yea my hp no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;42. Phone: home phone and personal phone lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;43. Lava lamp: looks cool... could use one in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;44. Pool or hot tube: h0w about both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;45. A car: yea the one in the newspaper i saw today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;46. Your personality: something uncommonly common and individualistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;47. Driving: cars or humans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;48. Room: messy, green and sometimes blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;49. What's missing: a hdtv, latest and most powerful desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;50. School: dont own one but belonged to many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;51. Bed: 1 ft plus 16 stories up in the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;52. Relationship wif parents: can be improved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;53. Believe in urself: beinging to but still dun trust totally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;54. Believe in love at first sight: believable coz it takes onli 20 secs scientist say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;55. Good listener: depends, on how awake i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;56. Get along well wif parents: alright lar but again i say can be improved and is improving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;57. Save email conversations: what for? evidence against incriminating some1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;58. Pray: as often as i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;59. Believe in reincarnation: not anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;60. Make fun of ppl: depends on who the other party is -d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;61. Like to talk on the phone: alright lar... im not crazy about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;62. Want to get married: yea, to some gal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;63. Like to drive: ppl and cars at the arcade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;64. Motion sickness: on bus if i drink too much water..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;65. Eat stem of broccoli: its so tasty! you should try my mom cooking it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;66. Eat chicken wif fork: ... what kinda qun is this? whenever there's a need to lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;67. Dream in colour: happens occationally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;68. Type wif ur fingers on home role: i have no idea what home role is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;69. Sleep wif stuff animals: stopped doing tt since it gave me stuffy nose when i was 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;70. Next to you: God and 2 angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;71. On the walls of your room: green paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;72. On your mousepad: not using one now and own 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;73. Dream car: Porche 911&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;74. Dream date: u mean my date in my dreams? sorry havent dreamt tt yet lol! but i tink felica chin is cute on camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;75. Dream honeymoon spot: prolly england where i can see the stars at stonehenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;76. Dream husband n wife: havent dreamt tt either heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;77. Bedtime: anytime btw 8pm to 5am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;78. Under ur bed: loads of dust, previously was a guitar and more dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;79. Single most important question: do you know Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;80. Bad time of the day: when im unrested for over 48hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;81. Your worst fear: tt i am not a good and faithful servant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;82. The weather is: 28-29 celcius i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;83. Time: 1931&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;84. Date: 8/9/2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;85. Best trick did on someone: dun rem vividly but did lmao on tuse when kai bowled lying on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;86. Theme song: Keith Green- Your love broke thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;87. Hardest thing abt growing up: ppl i know leaving me for other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;88. Funniest experience: so many! i dun rem liao but another funny this week was during packing for the mt all the clothes and toys! esp when daryl was just throwing the skimpy clothes on the floor! he was like so angry at it! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;89. Scariest experience: the dream which hit me and showed me the reality of the anti-christ persecution with death and suffering abundant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;90. Silliest thing u have ever said: dun rem also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;91. Most desperate and funniest thing u have ever done to an opposite sex: i tink it was to dance with one of em with a room full of other ppl like guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;92. Scariest thing when you are with your friends: i get depressed and become very unstable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;93. Worst feeling: having to leave someone for a greater cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;94. Best feeling in the world: When God is around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this raps it up! i've been doing it on and off since yest 11pm lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115771612575246307?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115771612575246307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115771612575246307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115771612575246307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115771612575246307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/09/rant.html' title='the rant'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115670347609562867</id><published>2006-08-28T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T02:37:43.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whereever you are</title><content type='html'>hey hey back already=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just reading the word and pondering upon my own life again&lt;br /&gt;and also looking back at the past 3 mths&lt;br /&gt;well it has been rocky and all... but hey i made it!&lt;br /&gt;even in the dead of the night... my God still gives me new thoughts to think about...&lt;br /&gt;well... i do sorta have another poem heh... again made up of randomness of thoughts flowing&lt;br /&gt;which i happen to catch... might be HS directing as well hehe. whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along the days that passed,&lt;br /&gt;days of yawning and boring.&lt;br /&gt;Ever when i've been drawn,&lt;br /&gt;drawn into those pages of "phanthomsy"&lt;br /&gt;Unproductivity spilled over again&lt;br /&gt;As time was wasted into the oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within my harbour of memories and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Days where i felt so torn and ill,&lt;br /&gt;Like jilted wounds that never healed.&lt;br /&gt;But you came over from the other end&lt;br /&gt;Never the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked into my heart&lt;br /&gt;Your fire, that licked my wounds over&lt;br /&gt;Such that one would never conceived.&lt;br /&gt;Holes that were once there,&lt;br /&gt;Ever renewed, forever redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who shall see beyond mortal flesh,&lt;br /&gt;Like a radiologist examining our within.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing what most don't&lt;br /&gt;Affirming those who are unsure.&lt;br /&gt;Your sacrificial love that carved out my very being&lt;br /&gt;Amazing grace that drew me to you.&lt;br /&gt;(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that our big LITTLE sister will find out God's plans for her life and that she'd live according to His will and not her own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115670347609562867?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115670347609562867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115670347609562867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115670347609562867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115670347609562867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/08/whereever-you-are.html' title='Whereever you are'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115557133215585895</id><published>2006-08-14T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:02:12.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from sulking</title><content type='html'>so so sorry readers! if any =d&lt;br /&gt; waz feeling a little depressed couple of weeks ago and wassent ready to relish in blogging.&lt;br /&gt;but this week im back from sulkin-D&lt;br /&gt;well i felt poetic today and created an open poem... purely collection of mere words&lt;br /&gt;from everywhere, rationalilty has lost it inside... here goes nothing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from,&lt;br /&gt;into the crimson eyes.&lt;br /&gt;advent rain raises brows&lt;br /&gt;along cyan streets crossing about&lt;br /&gt;Spinning around like a turtle shell&lt;br /&gt;from chimney tops to gravel ground&lt;br /&gt;I hear you calling...&lt;br /&gt;"hey, man watchya doin there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"besieging the walls of my past"i responded&lt;br /&gt;living in the darkness is not my ode&lt;br /&gt;astonishment found me today&lt;br /&gt;walking on shredded daze.&lt;br /&gt;Crystal clear peeping on me&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this made me glad&lt;br /&gt;Grey skys fade away&lt;br /&gt;Jadedness worn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing in me is just not me.&lt;br /&gt;I hear them say...&lt;br /&gt;"he's got a lot of potential..."&lt;br /&gt;agreed!&lt;br /&gt;but listen cant you see?&lt;br /&gt;what you say?? doesnt make me.&lt;br /&gt;its what He did,&lt;br /&gt;that made me i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=d hope you liked it. This was quite spontaneous so alittle messy and all btw.&lt;br /&gt; but this aint the last one, neither was it the 1st(but 1st up on blog)&lt;br /&gt;everyone has potential, but whos living it u^p&lt;br /&gt;i know im not enuff, thats why i try&lt;br /&gt;=-d i'll look for the old ones and put it in and continue to compose more concurrently&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115557133215585895?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115557133215585895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115557133215585895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115557133215585895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115557133215585895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-from-sulking.html' title='back from sulking'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115440363493465819</id><published>2006-08-01T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:40:34.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>a beautiful song... this is by casting crowns- Who am I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the Lord of all the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name,&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the bright and morning star,&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way,&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;But because of what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;But because of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading,&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean,(ocean)&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,&lt;br /&gt;And you've told me who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love&lt;br /&gt;And watch me rise again.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That the voice that calmed the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain,&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear?&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certainly an uplifing song because it speaks to each and everyone of us...&lt;br /&gt;being human and being christians.&lt;br /&gt;The Love that he has showered upon us,&lt;br /&gt;Every verse... its just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;If you every feel lost, listen to it and be reminded of your identity&lt;br /&gt;Remembering His everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CdTQAp6OPtk&lt;br /&gt;this is the site of the song...listen and Enjoy! =d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115440363493465819?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115427491552882443</id><published>2006-07-30T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:55:15.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who? what? where? when?</title><content type='html'>i guess thats what im doing most of the time, staring blankly&lt;br /&gt;wondering about what's happening to people...&lt;br /&gt;thinking why people behave in a certain manner...&lt;br /&gt;like ana's present fave phrase "why? why lidat?"&lt;br /&gt;even thou its just a pun, even thou i know ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be looking at a mirrors, but for windows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord let them be open,&lt;br /&gt;i fear and yet i yearn for your movement.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want , yet i do coz my life is not mine, but that which belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;Not a servant, but a son&lt;br /&gt;Because a servant knows not his master's business...&lt;br /&gt;A son would understand his father's plot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your son understood Your plans,&lt;br /&gt;your son was willing to give up his own plans and abide yours,&lt;br /&gt;He did what was neccesary, WILLINGLY not PRESSURED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me more of you&lt;br /&gt;An unquenchable fire,&lt;br /&gt;Insatiable hunger,&lt;br /&gt;DONT let it go out!&lt;br /&gt;Let me be filled over repeatedly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115427491552882443?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115427491552882443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115427491552882443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;schoolwork's coming in..&lt;br /&gt;guitar practice gotta step up..&lt;br /&gt;additional growing material "Masterlife"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my time to decide my future path in school has just passed... and i tink i made a bad choice...&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it has never really been in my hands... although i struggle for control at times...&lt;br /&gt;letting go of this is of extreme importance to me&lt;br /&gt;and it matters if I am totally sure..&lt;br /&gt;the choice is for me,... knowing i should just be a figurehead...&lt;br /&gt;I choose you, because you gave me a choice&lt;br /&gt;in fear and in doubt,&lt;br /&gt;in pride and in prime,&lt;br /&gt;in pain and in suffering,&lt;br /&gt;on high or in low&lt;br /&gt;aid me... to trust in you.&lt;br /&gt;Build me up,&lt;br /&gt;bring me to even greater heights,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il mio amore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115173124825887321</id><published>2006-07-01T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T13:20:48.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>general</title><content type='html'>the title sounds like some section of my school library! lol oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i post here is quite general desipite watashi being the sole author of these rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rantings i make here are mostly random thoughts that i happen to catch some occationally so&lt;br /&gt;plz dun mind me=d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea i gotta admit that the fire conference was pure awesome!&lt;br /&gt;reinhard bonnke- German evangelist called to africa&lt;br /&gt;was the speaker&lt;br /&gt;i have to say that his sermon was really powerful!&lt;br /&gt;despite having heard the talents parble numerous times and read it over and over.&lt;br /&gt;he brought a different perspective of the tale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont hide your talent&lt;br /&gt;or you will be condemed!&lt;br /&gt;he made me realise this too, that&lt;br /&gt;"the gospel is best defended when exposed to the enemy!"&lt;br /&gt;super cool dude.&lt;br /&gt;i admire his passion for the lost.&lt;br /&gt;his fire for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;it made me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;what do look for and what do you see in Christ direction?&lt;br /&gt;great riches?&lt;br /&gt;eternal life?&lt;br /&gt;love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you looking at?&lt;br /&gt;what do you truely seek?&lt;br /&gt;probrably only you will know the ans...\d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised also that media is always trying to influence an idea into your head...&lt;br /&gt;whatever you watch, what ever you listen to, what ever you do...&lt;br /&gt;WATCH OUT!&lt;br /&gt;if there's one good thing the media taught me,&lt;br /&gt;its to remember to love, and not to over-judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115173124825887321?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115173124825887321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115173124825887321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115173124825887321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115173124825887321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/07/general.html' title='general'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115125217052985872</id><published>2006-06-25T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:16:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts</title><content type='html'>at the end of this day&lt;br /&gt;even as i was involved in my currently fav pasttime&lt;br /&gt;watching anime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt alot about we as humans through it...&lt;br /&gt;it may sound simple and obvious to you, but it aint so clear to me at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait today weiwei,wee huat,alex and joseph got baptised!&lt;br /&gt;Amen to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok den...&lt;br /&gt;about what i realised&lt;br /&gt;the facts 1st, is that people are made in the image of God right?&lt;br /&gt;and the image of God in man is thought to be not in the physical form&lt;br /&gt;but in the spirit...&lt;br /&gt;that we are made to last eternally&lt;br /&gt;and that we all have love for people or matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem lies then, in the things which people begin to love...&lt;br /&gt;loving lifestyle, loving material things, loving excitement, loving people...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying there's anything wrong with enjoying these things&lt;br /&gt;but holding onto them so much so that their life revolves in pursuit&lt;br /&gt;of these things...&lt;br /&gt;i guess many a times  we as humans search the wrong place for love&lt;br /&gt;that the shadow of the darkness has shorted our sight on so much..&lt;br /&gt;the truth becomes false and hidden...&lt;br /&gt;reality becomes an uneasy place to reside in...&lt;br /&gt;matrix, sub-realism,inside world, what even you wanna call it&lt;br /&gt;all can be an escape for one to look away for the music...&lt;br /&gt;which we eventually face...&lt;br /&gt;even in man's inventions, in our writings.. well sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how desperate we can become for even things not worth treasuring...&lt;br /&gt;i guess the sentimentality of man can affect our judgement&lt;br /&gt;on deciding which is right and which is wrong...&lt;br /&gt;but hey... its not up to me to decide how people like you&lt;br /&gt;or anyone else should lead their lives... God gave you and I a free will&lt;br /&gt;to decide for ourselves what would be the kind of life we would be leading&lt;br /&gt;ahead... which direction we go towards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my opinion... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115125217052985872?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115125217052985872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115125217052985872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115125217052985872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115125217052985872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-thoughts.html' title='my thoughts'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115117358326211681</id><published>2006-06-25T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T02:26:23.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;radical conference rocked!&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome surely, i really dint expect Youth Alive to be so good&lt;br /&gt;i guess the anoiting was there and it made them shine for the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know smt&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like you're growing stranger and stranger,&lt;br /&gt;despite all that...despite everything...&lt;br /&gt;i know not the same person as before...&lt;br /&gt;i know nolonger what roams free in your land...&lt;br /&gt;i conceive beyond that which i believe...&lt;br /&gt;if you do see this... we need to communicate...&lt;br /&gt;coz my grip is losing becoz the winds are strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believeing in something inexplicable, inconceivable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115117358326211681?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115117358326211681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115117358326211681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115117358326211681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115117358326211681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-said.html' title='you said...'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-115011971749261074</id><published>2006-06-12T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T21:41:57.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*blank* preaching to self</title><content type='html'>haha so empty the tag board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to the main...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even as i attended the cremation process of ruxiang,&lt;br /&gt;a 15 year old girl, passed away on 9th June 2006, at approximately 7,30 in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;a young lady who was always similing and looking out for others despite her condition..&lt;br /&gt;truely an amazing feat... truely God's child at heart.&lt;br /&gt;emotions and thoughts flooded my mind as i even as the service was going on...&lt;br /&gt;i approached it with a heavy heart... she had indeed passed on to a better place,&lt;br /&gt;a place where she would not experience pain nor suffering any longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the time came for us to offer her a flower in due respect, my legs froze..&lt;br /&gt;it felt as if huge boulders were tied to my feet...&lt;br /&gt;the air around was so heavy,&lt;br /&gt;the air of mourning and sadness, depression, upset...&lt;br /&gt;it had filled the air so greatly that anyone in the room could have felt it...&lt;br /&gt;it was painful to think about how she had left us despite me not being close to this sister.&lt;br /&gt;but for better she had departed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*                                *                                 *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i visited a few blogs and found some encouragements directed at me!&lt;br /&gt;thkx ivy, and thkx gid!&lt;br /&gt;i was shaken and reminded by these words from gideon's blog&lt;br /&gt;"obediance is better than sacrifise"&lt;br /&gt;a heartbeat like quake shook my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that i had focused so much on giving sacrifises to Him... and neglected the fundamental principle of follow Him... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Obediance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;following him it in itself is a sacrifise&lt;br /&gt;we no longer need to please him with mere offerings&lt;br /&gt;but by obediance, we are choosing his ways over ours&lt;br /&gt;that in itself is a tough choice in  the face of even adversity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;would you choose obediance even in death? or selfishly keep your life?.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;its more than just words... its a commitment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;do you remeber what you see in the mirror?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-115011971749261074?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/115011971749261074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=115011971749261074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115011971749261074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/115011971749261074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/06/blank-preaching-to-self.html' title='*blank* preaching to self'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-114984993032198427</id><published>2006-06-09T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T18:45:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and this is what i feel...</title><content type='html'>Hello my friend&lt;br /&gt;We meet again&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while&lt;br /&gt;Where should we begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like forever&lt;br /&gt;Within my heart are memories&lt;br /&gt;A perfect love that you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;When you are with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm free&lt;br /&gt;I'm careless&lt;br /&gt;I believe&lt;br /&gt;Above all the others&lt;br /&gt;We'll fly&lt;br /&gt;This brings tears&lt;br /&gt;To my eyes&lt;br /&gt;My sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've seen our share of ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;Or, how quickly life can turn around&lt;br /&gt;In an instant&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to reunite&lt;br /&gt;Within your self&lt;br /&gt;And within your mind&lt;br /&gt;Let's find peace there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are with me&lt;br /&gt; I'm free&lt;br /&gt; I'm careless&lt;br /&gt; I believe&lt;br /&gt; Above all the others&lt;br /&gt; We'll fly&lt;br /&gt; This brings tears&lt;br /&gt; To my eyes&lt;br /&gt; My sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are with me&lt;br /&gt; I'm free&lt;br /&gt; I'm careless&lt;br /&gt; I believe&lt;br /&gt; Above all the others&lt;br /&gt; We'll fly&lt;br /&gt; This brings tears&lt;br /&gt; To my eyes&lt;br /&gt; My sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are with me&lt;br /&gt; I'm free&lt;br /&gt; I'm careless&lt;br /&gt; I believe&lt;br /&gt; Above all the others&lt;br /&gt; We'll fly&lt;br /&gt; This brings tears&lt;br /&gt; To my eyes&lt;br /&gt; My sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say hello&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sacrifice.... maybe 6 feet aint so far down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communion.&lt;br /&gt;26While they were eating, Jesus took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to his disciples, saying, "Take and eat; this is my body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27Then he took the cup, gave thanks and offered it to them, saying, "Drink from it, all of you. 28This is my blood of the[b] covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins."&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 26:26-28&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-114984993032198427?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/114984993032198427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=114984993032198427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114984993032198427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114984993032198427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-this-is-what-i-feel.html' title='and this is what i feel...'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-114904140769556244</id><published>2006-05-31T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T10:11:49.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold</title><content type='html'>in anguish, my fire burns against fiercely against all who stand before me,&lt;br /&gt;in joy,its abundance regins free in my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;in suffering, i see the face of everyone's pain,&lt;br /&gt;in hope, emacipation for your purpose runs through,&lt;br /&gt;in death, the search for you grows deeper,&lt;br /&gt;in life, I see You and my fellow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would i choose water over wine?&lt;br /&gt;a walk to remember or a walk to regret?&lt;br /&gt;free will, a gift or something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-23544"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;As he was scattering the seed, some  fell along the path, and the birds came and ate it up. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-23545"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;Some fell on rocky places, where it did not have much  soil. It sprang up quickly, because the soil was shallow. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-23546"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and  they withered because they had no root. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-23547"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked  the plants. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-23548"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;Still other seed fell on  good soil, where it produced a crop—a hundred, sixty or thirty times what was  sown. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-23549"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;He who has ears, let him hear."Matt 13:4-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowning in my own hands...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;100 days have made me older, since the last time that i heard your beautiful voice.&lt;br /&gt;1000 lights have made me colder, and i dont think i can look at this the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-114904140769556244?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/114904140769556244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=114904140769556244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114904140769556244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114904140769556244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/05/cold.html' title='cold'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-114806727735382177</id><published>2006-05-20T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T03:34:37.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering Sire</title><content type='html'>To bring back memories of my past is painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite sure everyone has his own pain.&lt;br /&gt;his own past, unknown to all...&lt;br /&gt;but as i said, it is the past.&lt;br /&gt;however painful it was, its over.&lt;br /&gt;its no longer in the present!&lt;br /&gt;So stop living is the shadow of Shame!&lt;br /&gt;And walk out to see the beautiful sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 "Behold, I will create new heavens and a new earth. The former things will not be remembered, nor will they come to mind..."&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 65:17&lt;br /&gt;and another verse frm my sheperd!...&lt;br /&gt;17Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry your tears, stop sobbing, for the one who you are waiting for is already here.&lt;br /&gt;He is knocking on the door of your heart. Will you open up and accept Him?&lt;br /&gt;Don't make Him wait, the darkness nears and you need light to see where you're going.&lt;br /&gt;Or else you will stumble in the darkness and be lost in the woods...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-114806727735382177?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/114806727735382177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=114806727735382177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114806727735382177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114806727735382177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/05/recovering-sire.html' title='Recovering Sire'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-114771516924739238</id><published>2006-05-16T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T01:46:17.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders...</title><content type='html'>i recall the times when i was in shame&lt;br /&gt;lost even with the light, broken despite comfort&lt;br /&gt;sinning even when i know its wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me, for i have once again broken your covenant...&lt;br /&gt;And again, Graciously. You took them away,&lt;br /&gt;leaving mercy, showing grace&lt;br /&gt;Who else can forgive like you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'bled upon the cross now i am found'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray, that i will walk under your light and not fear it, for being under scrutiny&lt;br /&gt;for i know i cant hide, as you know all, that is in the light, and in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must not walk in shame any longer,&lt;br /&gt;i must not look back, for i will be like pillar of salt&lt;br /&gt;i must not runaway, since i am revived.&lt;br /&gt;i must not look at myself, but look towards the plans that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; hold for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HELP ME&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; oh LORD! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;walk with me and guide me that i might not sin against &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeshua, I yearn for you to be with me for the rest of eternity!&lt;br /&gt;Holy Spirit, teach me to walk in rigtheousness! that when i might fall,&lt;br /&gt;you will be there to prevent it, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Father, i want to be living for you, for your glory alone, that i might become your tool!&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard to keep these promises, yet i set these goals that they might remind me,&lt;br /&gt;together with the Holy Spirit, of Your will and to be Pure Glory for Your Name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your light, i pray that the things of the earth will grow dim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Communion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;26While they were eating, Jesus took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to his disciples, saying, "Take and eat; this is my body." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; 27Then he took the cup, gave thanks and offered it to them, saying, "Drink from it, all of you. 28This is my blood of the[b] covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Matthew 26:26-28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-114771516924739238?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/114771516924739238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=114771516924739238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114771516924739238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114771516924739238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/05/reminders.html' title='Reminders...'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-114740524438853797</id><published>2006-05-12T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T11:46:36.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;I'm a Porsche 911!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tomorrowland.us/sportscar/images/911.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have a classic style, but you're up-to-date with the latest technology. You're ambitious, competitive, and you love to win. Performance, precision, and prestige - you're one of the elite,and you know it.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take the &lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; Sports Car Are You Quiz!&lt;br /&gt;lol im an porsche! lolz&lt;br /&gt;bored sia.... ok i might not be elite....=D vesak day. in rememeberance of a man, not a God.....&lt;br /&gt;Communion.&lt;br /&gt;26While they were eating, Jesus took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to his disciples, saying, "Take and eat; this is my body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27Then he took the cup, gave thanks and offered it to them, saying, "Drink from it, all of you. 28This is my blood of the[b] covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins."&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 26:26-28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-114740524438853797?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/114740524438853797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=114740524438853797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114740524438853797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114740524438853797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-porsche-911-you-have-classic-style.html' title=''/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-114736168761374409</id><published>2006-05-11T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T01:48:14.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i realised only today</title><content type='html'>flying and christianity's principles are similar in this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told this"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;top looking inside&lt;/span&gt;! how you fly when you look only at the instruments(mIself)&lt;br /&gt;and not look at the view on the outside! coz they respond slowly and are not totally dependable on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea its true... well this is.&lt;br /&gt;i am not dependable. i am falliable.&lt;br /&gt;when i look on the inside, i cant see whats going on , on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communion.&lt;br /&gt;26While they were eating, Jesus took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to his disciples, saying, "Take and eat; this is my body."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27Then he took the cup, gave thanks and offered it to them, saying, "Drink from it, all of you. 28This is my blood of the[b] covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 26:26-28&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-114736168761374409?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/114736168761374409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=114736168761374409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114736168761374409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114736168761374409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/05/something-i-realised-only-today.html' title='something i realised only today'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-114667283084366781</id><published>2006-05-03T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:13:50.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gethsemane</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;"My Father,  if it is possible, may this cup be taken away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet not as I will, but as you will."...Matt 26:39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his heart cries out for your soul, even as his soul is pierced.&lt;br /&gt;crippled by fear he yearns even for you and i to be saved&lt;br /&gt;from the grace of the LORD's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh LORD, when will i reach Gethsemane? Its so far, yet it seems so near sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;The pivotal point of my life, which hangs upon a thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live a life worth living...&lt;br /&gt;open my eyes that do not see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open my ears that do not hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expose my mind that does not understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i do not see, hear or understand,&lt;br /&gt;LORD i want to know you more than i can conceive.&lt;br /&gt;to feel, touch, smell, and live in your pressence,&lt;br /&gt;i am eternally grateful for such grace and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;for am i &lt;strong&gt;unworthy&lt;/strong&gt; of such service from you,&lt;br /&gt;to have come down yourself to serve us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-114667283084366781?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/114667283084366781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=114667283084366781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114667283084366781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114667283084366781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/05/gethsemane.html' title='Gethsemane'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27426638.post-114658696253911652</id><published>2006-05-03T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:23:22.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>official</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;amazing(sukoi! i tink?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaz this is my 1st post afterall. living my afterlife. confined to a box of mindful chatter. confined to a page of limited alphanumerics, limited to all that my mind can conceive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an unlimited might that originates from beyond the cosmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;beyond the comprehension of infinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are, more than what i can conceive, eternal one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27426638-114658696253911652?l=openendedexpressions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/feeds/114658696253911652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27426638&amp;postID=114658696253911652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114658696253911652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27426638/posts/default/114658696253911652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openendedexpressions.blogspot.com/2006/05/official.html' title='official'/><author><name>l.O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07194776736288639272</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
