<?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-20184641</id><updated>2012-02-04T06:06:04.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E well</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>257</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4188155839013836684</id><published>2011-06-28T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T22:05:11.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back!</title><content type='html'>God has been so good! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4188155839013836684?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4188155839013836684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4188155839013836684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4188155839013836684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4188155839013836684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-back.html' title='I am back!'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8547135677039406687</id><published>2009-12-30T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:32:47.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing ladies</title><content type='html'>In 2010 i pray for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) joyz' cheer&lt;br /&gt;2) nette's gentleness&lt;br /&gt;3) ris' composure&lt;br /&gt;4) MX's submissiveness&lt;br /&gt;5) XY's love for people&lt;br /&gt;6) mich's wisdom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8547135677039406687?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8547135677039406687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8547135677039406687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8547135677039406687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8547135677039406687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/12/powerful-ladies.html' title='amazing ladies'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8923430492233437831</id><published>2009-12-09T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:29:43.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new season</title><content type='html'>blogging often forces me to sit down, think and reflect... and this is a helpful process to slow my life down.. well, as a picture speaks a thousand words, that picture speaks of the new season for me... &amp;amp; prayerfully it's Christ we're fixing our eyes on from the photo! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some things are to private/ personal to blog but it certainly has been such a season of learning about my self, my weaknesses and the many areas i need to improve and need Christ in me so as to better myself... As my blog title says well, 'love well'.. Now, it's really for me to apply it well into the real people in my life... and the new person in my life... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm personally alarmed as I come face to face to evaluate on the aspects below:&lt;br /&gt;1) my insecurities towards love&lt;br /&gt;2) my NATs&lt;br /&gt;3) my walk with God&lt;br /&gt;4) my spiritual disciplines (sabbath, church, family, Q.T., service)&lt;br /&gt;5) my committment to God's temple of worship&lt;br /&gt;6) my attitude at work&lt;br /&gt;7) my loving actions to my family&lt;br /&gt;8) my obligation to the people that passes me by&lt;br /&gt;9) God's standing in my life&lt;br /&gt;10) my worship &amp;amp; offering of my life to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09 has been such a year of big &amp;amp; small changes... Certainly the lovely person beside me is such a 'big' gift sent by God &amp;amp; wrapped by His cutest wrapper... thank you God I love it! &amp;amp; May God continue to teach me how to love &amp;amp; care for it well... that I may continue to make this proclaimation of joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a gift to stop me in my tracks~ putting His precious son into my life as my mirror... allowing me to evaluate on the above 10 aspects to help me start my 2010 &amp;amp; onwards... with a BANG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8923430492233437831?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8923430492233437831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8923430492233437831' title='3 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2812446431289462080</id><published>2009-06-25T20:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:10:43.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>june flew by</title><content type='html'>wow... i've been missing in june... and it's gone... what has been different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having to make difficult decisions at this juncture... 6 months will fly me by and what can i do to maximize it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God give me wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2812446431289462080?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2812446431289462080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2812446431289462080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2812446431289462080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2812446431289462080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-flew-by.html' title='june flew by'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4716266698184775807</id><published>2009-05-30T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:20:53.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nostalgia</title><content type='html'>... heard this song over the radio .... reminded me of my younger days... either in sec or JC.. one of my favourite songs.. and still is quite a favourite to most people. .. haha... the boyish Lee Hom is certainly quite a charm... even till now.. was it his talent or his looks that held him in such high regard from his fans? or a combination of 2?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with ZJ and was reminded more of my younger days.. gosh.. it was 19 or 20 then.. so young!! can't believe myself... certainly every year of our lives are to be cherished and lived well.. it passes over us too soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this verse puts it aptly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether we 'flourish' or we 'wither' it'll soon be gone... though certainly we ought to choose to flourish rather than wither.. but then how and what we flourish for will be important for it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'but from everlasting to everlatsting the LORD's love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children's children - with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4716266698184775807?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4716266698184775807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4716266698184775807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4716266698184775807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4716266698184775807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/nostalgia.html' title='nostalgia'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-969671788883007309</id><published>2009-05-23T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:49:13.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been asking and evaluating</title><content type='html'>... what have i done with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow at this stage, i found myself not performing at my peak... wondering if for some years of my life, i've been misled and not been able to perform and capitalize on my strength...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were years where things went well and i thought... really thought i was doing pretty well.. but am i? sure maybe i was doing well... but only in my own well (as in the frog in the well - w-e-l-l)... i realizes... it's been scary to finally realized now! at this age! oh gosh... that while everyone's out there... i'm in my well thinking i've got most of it almost figured out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how should i now make sure i never got played out again by myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that &lt;em&gt;'as long as the vegetables were green, they were growing, but when they got ripe, they'll start to rot...&lt;/em&gt;' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i started to rot in the past 2 years. at 2007 when i thought it was my peak, that was where my rotting begins.. scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how then do i keep myself green always??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the only answer is= &lt;strong&gt;to keep giving&lt;/strong&gt;... and that is when you'll realize u dun have enough and you'll keep growing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start giving now (even though i feel like i have got nothing since i've rotted for 2 years)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) be nicer to people you dun know&lt;br /&gt;2) be pro-active in being more encouraging and giving of compliments&lt;br /&gt;3) stop feeling inferior coz that's when you look inwards...&lt;br /&gt;4) make people feel better about themselves rather than wanting to feel better yourself&lt;br /&gt;5) start relying on God every moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it isn't a nice feeling, but it's perhaps the best present God gave me... to help me recognize to my horror... i am nothing and had nothing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me start living life afresh again, in the light of His glory... and prayerfully, to never lose sight of it again... it'll be another painful jerk to go thr another round...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-969671788883007309?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/969671788883007309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=969671788883007309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/969671788883007309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/969671788883007309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-asking-and-evaluating.html' title='been asking and evaluating'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-9161446768137418175</id><published>2009-05-23T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:11:44.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking heavenwards</title><content type='html'>i miss my grandma everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's been so much questions in my life these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my work,&lt;br /&gt;my future,&lt;br /&gt;my marriage,&lt;br /&gt;my relationships,&lt;br /&gt;my friends,&lt;br /&gt;my grandma &amp;amp; her life in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's a good song to remember... God will be faithful amidst all my questions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-9161446768137418175?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/9161446768137418175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=9161446768137418175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/9161446768137418175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/9161446768137418175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/looking-heavenwards.html' title='looking heavenwards'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2242151709788565120</id><published>2009-05-23T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:09:14.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God will be faithful</title><content type='html'>am practising this song to lead for my friend's upcoming wedding and am very blessed by it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun that rises everyday,&lt;br /&gt;You are so faithful.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You are faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the rain that You send,&lt;br /&gt;And every breath that I breathe,&lt;br /&gt;You are so faithful, Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Like the rose that comes alive every spring,&lt;br /&gt;You are so faithful.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You are faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the life that You give,&lt;br /&gt;To every beat of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;You are so faithful, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PreChorus:&lt;br /&gt;I see the cross and the price You had to pay,&lt;br /&gt;I see the blood that washed my sins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the storm&lt;br /&gt;through the wind and the waves,&lt;br /&gt;You'll still be faithful, You'll still be faithful,&lt;br /&gt;When the stars refuse to shine and time is no more,&lt;br /&gt;You'll still be faithful,You'll still be faithful, Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2242151709788565120?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2242151709788565120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2242151709788565120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2242151709788565120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2242151709788565120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-will-be-faithful.html' title='God will be faithful'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3182179507505830551</id><published>2009-05-17T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:26:52.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bountiful harvest:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sg-gG514zbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7q5M5baOnbQ/s1600-h/image-upload-139-711794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sg-gG514zbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7q5M5baOnbQ/s320/image-upload-139-711794.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Snap this while walking... Simple beauties in life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3182179507505830551?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3182179507505830551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3182179507505830551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3182179507505830551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3182179507505830551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/bountiful-harvest.html' title='Bountiful harvest:)'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sg-gG514zbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7q5M5baOnbQ/s72-c/image-upload-139-711794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3609027540494850878</id><published>2009-05-17T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:24:40.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool publicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sg-flx9f-FI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ABZeE6eu0To/s1600-h/image-upload-135-779759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sg-flx9f-FI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ABZeE6eu0To/s320/image-upload-135-779759.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3609027540494850878?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3609027540494850878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3609027540494850878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3609027540494850878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3609027540494850878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/cool-publicity.html' title='Cool publicity'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sg-flx9f-FI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ABZeE6eu0To/s72-c/image-upload-135-779759.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6759598974319692850</id><published>2009-05-01T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T22:08:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus beautiful Saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this song brings back much memories to me... and a song that reminds me whom i need to anchor my life, my faith and my hope on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure why i'm reminded of some significant memories 6 years back... it's been so long! scarily long... and somehow, my heart still grieves. i surprised myself... perhaps i've never had another of such connection on a personal and spiritual level again... it has been a precious friendship... but ... there's no looking back... i've changed so much as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it that it wasn't a complete closure? was it that it had been too abrupt an end? was it that i had never quite been clear what i could have done differently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've often been asking myself questions about my faith since i began work and started growing in my career developments... was it that i've changed so much that i couldn't regain that non-witholding trust and faith in God again, that once enabled me to live a life that (i thought) had counted for God &amp;amp; Him alone... God have I forsaken you in any little way, in any little thing I did? How then should I manifest the 10 talents to 10 more and yet never draw any bit of glory for myself while I live on this earth? God forgive me... again and again, one day and another... for truely i will never get to tread on the streets of gold in heaven if not for Christ's deep sacrifice for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord as i walk on this narrow and lonely path here on earth, let me find comfort and companionship through you and you alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Heal my heart and make it clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Open up my eyes to the things unseen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Show me how to love like you have loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Break my heart from what breaks yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everything I am for your kingdom's cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As I go from nothing to Eternity"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6759598974319692850?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6759598974319692850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6759598974319692850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6759598974319692850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6759598974319692850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/jesus-beautiful-saviour.html' title='Jesus beautiful Saviour'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5801211379363324129</id><published>2009-05-01T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:26:24.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosanna - (click on the video below)</title><content type='html'>I see the king of glory&lt;br /&gt;Coming on the clouds with fire&lt;br /&gt;The whole earth shakes&lt;br /&gt;The whole earth shakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see his love and mercy&lt;br /&gt;Washing over all our sin&lt;br /&gt;The people sing&lt;br /&gt;The people sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna in the highest [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a generation&lt;br /&gt;Rising up to take their place&lt;br /&gt;With selfless faith&lt;br /&gt;With selfless faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a near revival&lt;br /&gt;Stirring as we pray and seek&lt;br /&gt;We're on our knees&lt;br /&gt;We're on our knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heal my heart and make it clean&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eyes to the things unseen&lt;br /&gt;Show me how to love like you have loved me&lt;br /&gt;Break my heart from what breaks yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am for your kingdom's cause&lt;br /&gt;As I go from nothing to Eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]Hosanna in the highest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5801211379363324129?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5801211379363324129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5801211379363324129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5801211379363324129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5801211379363324129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/hosanna.html' title='Hosanna - (click on the video below)'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4443164618287207291</id><published>2009-04-18T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:01:47.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still cherishing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;below is the song my laoban ask me to prac and lead... so am linking it to my blog so i can listen and listen to it again &amp;amp; again... haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;been a packed week for me, week after week.. but... thank God for providing His sustenance keeping me really happy about what i'm doing. that's really what's impt. I will rather be happily occupied then depressingly idle with my time. To me, being busy is not depressing. Having nothing meaningful to do is more like hell then heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so it's been a real blessing now. Certainly life is not perfect... i do miss my grandma so awefully that i try not to think too much abt it before i get teary... but yet i know i give thanks.. it is when i needed to go through such aweful missing her that i know i had a great relationship with her I cherished so deeply. It'll be a greater loss to not have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that great a r/s and hence not feel so sad. So having a deep longing and missing of her but not being able to do anything abt it is not the worse thing. Esp it leads me back to remind and cling unto God's promise of heaven where i will finally see her again.. it's so so so so so awefully long... and difficult to live the rest of the story of my life without her and sharing it with her... but it reminds&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me, i must learn to live life for God not for my own pleasure.. so even though it's hard, i get on, move on, press on! but yes... life so far has been so good enough for me to thank God and remember to share His blessings to His people by being more sensitive to others' needs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;it's not like what people think ... i do face challenges at work, i get teary when i think of my grandma and go thr life without her, i face tough people, i face a mountain of work that i constantly stay back not coz i'm inefficient&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(i believe)... haha.. but yet perhaps coz the last year has been so tough, nothing beats it this year... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i face high workload, i give thanks so much knowing i have so much work i love to do, to do... instead of having no opportunities to do the work i love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if i face tough people who challenges me openly, i give thanks so much knowing it is far better to know they have a problem &amp;amp; they are saying it openly to me rather than me knowing they have a problem but they refuse to say it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i miss my grandma so much, i remember i had a great r/s that i could miss her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if there is anything else i dislike so much that i rather die, i give thanks coz it's not tt big a deal... it's ok, i'll just go thr it coz even if i would die, then i will be happy to see my grandma again sooner... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so... nothing really seem to make my life miserable.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Perhaps one of the greatest gifts God gave me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;through the year of many losses and great challenges is a heart that can find it's way to joy whatever the circumstances... it leaves me more contented, happier and more grateful for the little things&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in my life... like what i blog in my previous post about &lt;strong&gt;'cherish'&lt;/strong&gt; yes.. that's what i learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but yes i'm needing rest... physically very tired... after all the work! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, have you cherished today? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4443164618287207291?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4443164618287207291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4443164618287207291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4443164618287207291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4443164618287207291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/04/still-cherishing.html' title='still cherishing...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5818414674780678384</id><published>2009-04-18T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:36:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My God Reigns</title><content type='html'>My God Reigns - Matt Hooper &amp;amp; Jock James&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;I have a hope so sure&lt;br /&gt;An anchor for my soul&lt;br /&gt;My peace in the worst of times I trust in God alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pre Chorus) Let every voice declare it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) My God reigns&lt;br /&gt;His love will never fail me&lt;br /&gt;My God reigns –&lt;br /&gt;He’s ruling over all In all my Life&lt;br /&gt;In every situation&lt;br /&gt;I know My God is greater&lt;br /&gt;My God is over all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 2) By faith I have believed&lt;br /&gt;And on this truth I stand&lt;br /&gt;No power in life or death&lt;br /&gt;Can take me from His hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pre chorus) Let every voice declare it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2) My God reigns&lt;br /&gt;His love will never fail me&lt;br /&gt;My God reigns –&lt;br /&gt;He’s ruling over all&lt;br /&gt;In all my Life&lt;br /&gt;In every situation&lt;br /&gt;I know My God is greater&lt;br /&gt;(Coda) My God is greater, my God is greater My God is greater, my God is greater&lt;br /&gt;(My God is greater, my God is over all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge) Above all sickness, above all fear&lt;br /&gt;Above every heartache here&lt;br /&gt;In earth and heav’n – My God reigns!&lt;br /&gt;Above all power, above all thrones&lt;br /&gt;The greatest love I’ve ever known&lt;br /&gt;Today, forever, my God reigns!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2379932360379265810</id><published>2009-04-15T08:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T08:59:53.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The guru!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeUxiCkcIlI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UV2TjIdobYg/s1600-h/image-upload-9-792688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeUxiCkcIlI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UV2TjIdobYg/s320/image-upload-9-792688.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Leslie S Greenberg of emotion focus therapy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2379932360379265810?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeUxiCkcIlI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UV2TjIdobYg/s72-c/image-upload-9-792688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-9036899190327158122</id><published>2009-04-12T15:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:44:59.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have YOU cherished?</title><content type='html'>certainly much have changed in the attitude towards my life since my last blog post.. in fact, MUCH have changed... 1st the song changed the attitude and subsequently my further readings from good books translated the attitude to plans and small actions to make all the difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;April first week has been superbly packed&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt; i returned home about almost midnight each time but the positive energy has been still rising... I love what i'm doing... though i'm dead tired by the day end. Certainly affirmed my beliefs that our mental capacity is what matters to make things happen. Not our physical capacity. Our brain is so fascinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of the key things in my reflection has been 'cherish' - this word. what does it mean?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over the past months of God-willed experiences&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; many people used this on me coz they know i dreaded and feared a difficult reality ahead... the losing of my grandma. They encouraged me to cherish every moment for really, what else could i do? Certainly, i couldn't do anything else to prevent any reality from coming or happening... certainly cherish is all i could do- and how? i asked how could i cherish the best... for indeed, if that's what i can only do, i wanna do that the best way... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My grandma has left us for about a month&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Still, everything we do, everyday of our lives, she lived on so strongly in our hearts... it's interesting how we still do things 'for her' (e.g. buy her flowers) when it's really more for us as we cope without her physically with us but yet we continued to want her to live with us in our hearts... it is when she's no longer around that the measure of how much i've cherished her becomes relevant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I remembered the times when i was still figuring out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; how best to cherish every single moment with my grandma... in significantly 2 incidences it brought light to me. Once when she called me at home(b4 she was in ICU) and once when i held her hands just 2 weeks before she passed on. i remembered and asked this 'how to cherish best' qns at the point of time the events took place. those 2 incidences were experiences where i was hard-pressed in other areas of my life outside of the reality of losing her.. but because i wanted to cherish every moment i had with her, i could put aside those stressors. Her calling me and my holding of her hand in her dying days became priceless to me. I still remember the voice quality and how it feels to hold her hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is when we&lt;em&gt; cherish&lt;/em&gt;, we can turn challenging moments to become priceless and precious memories to us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;these days, it's still difficult to remember she's no longer around and coz we're all still adjusting, we have dreams of us still in hospital with her, battling the days... a little confused that the battle is actually over... officially. but we've cherished the battle journey for sure. it is what makes our relationship so real, so precious and so priceless and what we long for heaven to continue what we've nurtured here on earth. In the context of my experience battling with my grandma on her health with my family, the journey's over. we've cherished.. we need to move on.. I thank God, He's been faithful and we've been on the right track, moving on in different ways and reminding ourselves to do so... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The whole reflection on the 'cherishing' element however spilled over to other areas of my life which is really what changed my life &amp;amp; my attitude as I and my whole family begins this season. my new season at work, and my whole family's new season as a family unit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have we cherished every moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My last moments with my grandma brought me to remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I ought to cherish what i have now, this moment... everything i have. For soon it'll be ... officially.. over. Everything includes, &lt;em&gt;the stressful times&lt;/em&gt; at work or home, the &lt;em&gt;challenges &lt;/em&gt;at work and the &lt;em&gt;longsuffering uncertainties&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;we cherish these&lt;/strong&gt;... for soon... it'll be ... officially.. over... We must recognize that it is these moments i just described that actually made up ALL of our life's most significant moments/ milestones... think abt it... isn't it true? It is also these moments that we've overcome that the relationships became more significant. If we fail to cherish and we let these opportunities pass us by, we miss out a whole lot of life's most precious stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 27 years of struggle with my grandma's health led me to discover 1 BIG blessing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It is her poor health leading to my constant fear, dread and burden in life that God blessed me with a beautiful and cohesive family unit, so strong &amp;amp; so connected... over the years, we were forced to come together despite many differences, challenges, we needed each other for only each of us know the fears, the burdens and now, experiences the same loss... the same manner. God has walked a long way with my whole family.. it's ... amazing.. If i had not cherished this opportunity and rejected the burdens the Lord places at home for me, choosing not to play my part at home, spend time outside, not set aside time to attend to family needs, i would have lost this blessing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coming back to the other areas of life... i began to learn... we need to cherish... for soon it'll all be over... i'll be going to heaven... while i'm here, let me make the best time i could to cherish every single thing - be it the challenges, the burdens, the fearful boss, colleague, friend etc... it is always there for a reason... (&amp;amp; this statement is not to comfort ourselves) - actually it is a fact! don't ever missed out on the opportunities you can have to make a beautiful difference to this originally irritating, frustrating or uncertain picture. it will soon... be over... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things will always change whether you make the difference or not...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the difference that matters to us is whether we were involved in the whole process of change&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from negative to positive. And it is the little things that makes the big difference... at the 100th attempt could be the last one before you witness and enjoy the transformation! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have you cherished your moments today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;keep going till the Lord takes it away... if He keeps it there... dun give up! God's eyes are on you... do not fear as well... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323721388363299186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGoZXyLOXI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uMYEXqHw3_s/s320/821588268_a7689387b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;will we run the race God marked out for us to reach His blessings here on earth AND up there in heaven..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Forget about the trouble/ inconveniences/ or lost of glory u had to bear while living for God here... Keep moving... keep going... for the glory we share will be far greater in Heaven... and till then... when we meet again in Heaven, we'll have more to share and enjoy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Press on for Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-9036899190327158122?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/9036899190327158122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=9036899190327158122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/9036899190327158122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/9036899190327158122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-cherished.html' title='have YOU cherished?'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGoZXyLOXI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uMYEXqHw3_s/s72-c/821588268_a7689387b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1364067094683900381</id><published>2009-03-27T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:23:33.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God has a song for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've been really tired towards the end of the week plus a workshop to run on a beautiful saturday morning... just went through a week... rambling to God how unfruitful my life is serving Him... and if I even am 'serving' with such an attitude... Still, somehow, my feet led me to CG tonight and i've been blessed by the song led by my CGL... the words speaks right to the core of my heart... explaining the reason for my lack of joy in the way i live my life and the inability for me to be more joyful despite much prayers... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This month, at work, our devotion theme is worship... I shared about how much do we adore God in our hearts... coz that's what God asked me... many times when we weigh the pros and cons even in the perspective of asking 'God.. will u remember me in heaven for doing this &amp;amp; that?' it takes away the beauty of doing simply coz you worship and adore your God.. it's not about what you get... and i guess... i've been living a life too constricted by what i can get and not being free to live life in abundant giving, living and ravelling in the joy of knowing God... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indeed, I could stop and count successes, like i always subconsciously do so, or when people around me do so... to judge me and evaluate my competence... but whether in their judgement i stand or i fall.... by faith, it is only &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by grace I stand&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; not by any achievements which a year of moulding from God left me with none to pride anyway... And it is only in the last year of many losses, that i could count it as my gains...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;to the glory of my Lord&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If i were to continue to seek greater honor, or count my successes, sinning in the ravelling of blinded beauty from the 'diamonds' in my hands... then... truely i would have lived my life in vain... in misery... in a shrivelled soul... longing and never fulfilled... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Learning... &amp;amp; counting my losses and pain as my gain... to the glory of my Lord... &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1364067094683900381?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1364067094683900381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1364067094683900381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1364067094683900381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1364067094683900381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-has-song-for-me.html' title='God has a song for me...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1419833085353103085</id><published>2009-03-27T22:55:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:27:29.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Christ alone will I glory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;In Christ alone will I glory&lt;br /&gt;Though I could pride myself in battles won&lt;br /&gt;For I've been blessed beyond measure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Scz0WTaFw1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/mhc1TsbleSc/s1600-h/gl065_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317893924021715794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Scz0WTaFw1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/mhc1TsbleSc/s320/gl065_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And by His strength alone I overcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh, I could stop and count successes&lt;br /&gt;Like diamonds in my hands&lt;br /&gt;But those trophies could not equal&lt;br /&gt;To the Grace, by which I stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;In Christ alone I place my trust&lt;br /&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross&lt;br /&gt;In every victory let it be said of me&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope&lt;br /&gt;Is Christ alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;In Christ alone will I glory&lt;br /&gt;For only by His Grace I am redeemed&lt;br /&gt;And only His tender mercy&lt;br /&gt;Could reach beyond my weakness to my need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Now I seek no greater honor&lt;br /&gt;Than just to know Him more&lt;br /&gt;And to count my gains but losses&lt;br /&gt;To the Glory of my Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1419833085353103085?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1419833085353103085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1419833085353103085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1419833085353103085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1419833085353103085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-christ-alone-will-i-glory.html' title='In Christ alone will I glory...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Scz0WTaFw1I/AAAAAAAAAf8/mhc1TsbleSc/s72-c/gl065_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-550385985774348107</id><published>2009-03-22T15:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:06:09.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life.. no ifs, no regrets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this is a new song from fish... in the pop hits now.. and i quite like it... it's almost the end of Mar now, end of the 1st quarter of my year 2009... 07, 08, 09 has been very significant years and i'm beginning to cherish each moment more... from 07-09, i'm glad some parts of my life has been blogged, as i read it, in some ways i re-lived it... and i experience the flow of big changes in my life... from one season to the next... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScX3d8RD01I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/TWv3eYRiCkU/s1600-h/CongruenceClockMinutes_1000.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315927028946686802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScX3d8RD01I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/TWv3eYRiCkU/s320/CongruenceClockMinutes_1000.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i also went through a period of recognizing how difficult it is for one to change even though my personality is a high 'I'. And often in one's inability to move along with changes, issues appear in your life... coz it's basically resisting God's will.. i realise too that interestingly, when one gets to almost the end of one season of your life, it gets comfortable and hard to tell if you are still utterly relying and living ur utmost for Christ alone... that's why, life has different seasons.. it never stay constant, to draw us back to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;07 is a year that marks the end of one of my life seasons&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;08 is a year that marks the shift from one season to another&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;09 is a year that begins my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new season&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it's a wonderful experience amidst the struggles &amp;amp; pain... i have yet to see the beauty... but it will come.. it will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScZFINm-oTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zn9t-N64j6g/s1600-h/clouds3724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316012417551868210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScZFINm-oTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zn9t-N64j6g/s320/clouds3724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the 'moving' phase, there were many issues of letting go... but one i must do... In the changes, i came across new lessons in life: 'letting go... forgiving &amp;amp; loving... relying on God... seeking God alone... staying discipline for God...' these new lessons i know will take me through life in my next season, or even next few seasons -- ways God prepares me in advance for the work He wills for me to complete while on earth... yup i look forward to the day i completes my time here... for i already have much to look forward to now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScX3JP6DcOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/9eyDddoFT5E/s1600-h/300_72781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScZFYd2KptI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3Sfv_eB1cLU/s1600-h/300_72781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316012696788444882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScZFYd2KptI/AAAAAAAAAf0/3Sfv_eB1cLU/s320/300_72781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today's sermon on &lt;strong&gt;loving thy neighbour&lt;/strong&gt; impacted me... i ask myself what is the real condition of my heart as i live each day now? i think sometimes i'm a living handicap, no longer like my previous abundant self... i need to get that back... and it will only happen when i turn to my true Vine in life... I wanna truely live a life called by God.. in loving Him and His people... Loving is a big thing... encompassing many other components like &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forgiveness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magnanimity;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;congruence;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;generosity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loving is my theme for this year, zooming in on the above 4 components... these are the 4 that God uses incidences to teach me to finally gain it through Him... and if i stray from Him, i will not be able to gain it... I need to get back to a more discipline Christian life... reading His word coz i need to hear more from Him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315927567725151714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScX39TX2xeI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ucIjbJKPWI0/s320/Forgive%2520the%2520annoyance%2520of%2520others.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Jia yoU! in loving... no ifs &amp;amp; no regrets.. keep going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-550385985774348107?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/550385985774348107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=550385985774348107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/550385985774348107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/550385985774348107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-no-ifs-no-regrets.html' title='life.. no ifs, no regrets...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/ScX3d8RD01I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/TWv3eYRiCkU/s72-c/CongruenceClockMinutes_1000.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6783107742239520304</id><published>2009-03-14T21:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:16:04.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's rainbow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sbu6APXOYoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/SZX0eon1tEI/s1600-h/clouds3724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313044698700341890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sbu6APXOYoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/SZX0eon1tEI/s320/clouds3724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my life seems to be in the rainbow stage right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a rainbow has been symbolic as a concept of promise from tbe bible... indeed, a rainbow reminds me of God's promises to be my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;God who does all things for the good of those who serve Him. this has been a happy ending.. in fact, it hasn't ended,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; but it's always working towards a happy ending... no matter what happens... like the colours of the rainbow, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet reflects a collage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;of different emotions of intensity, warmth, coolness and peace... it speaks of my life stage now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but yes, the rainbow will remind me that no matter what emotions I am going thr, God's promises for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my family stands.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His mercies are new every morning.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6783107742239520304?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6783107742239520304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6783107742239520304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6783107742239520304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6783107742239520304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/lifes-rainbow.html' title='life&apos;s rainbow?'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/Sbu6APXOYoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/SZX0eon1tEI/s72-c/clouds3724.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4538028857567507652</id><published>2009-03-05T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:43:19.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i cannot exchange for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) the beautiful people of God around me at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) the beautiful people around me outside of work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) my wonderful family members the Lord kept close to me in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) my calling &amp;amp; passion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5) the journey of pain to forgiveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6) the journey of losing to getting back myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7) the journey of weariness to renewal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8) the journey of never stopping at mediocre but striving for excellence constantly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9) the experience of working with excellent &amp;amp; loving people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10) the experience of relying on God in faith to reach a destiny of hope and perfect promises tt is yet to come, while in the period of darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sure i struggle, sure adjustments aren't the nicest thing but&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;struggles &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that i rejoices when i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;overcome...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;adjustments&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm not comfortable that i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;heighten in growth, renew my passion, refine my heart... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;anger, pain and heartaches&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i grow in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love, compassion&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;forgiveness...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is in my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;fear&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I grow in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;trust &amp;amp; faith&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;these are experiences I cannot exchange for... for how else will I learn these beauties?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;maybe a life of &lt;em&gt;great accomplishments&lt;/em&gt;, a state of having gained &lt;em&gt;personal achievements&lt;/em&gt; and an image of &lt;em&gt;being popular &amp;amp; loved &lt;/em&gt;makes anyone envious, or longing for it... but &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in failures &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;not accomplishments tt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we grow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in serving &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;not achieveing that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we reap fruitful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in loving &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;not being loved that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're greater blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never dwell on your good times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never dwell on your bad times... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep going in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good times are never final.... bad times are never fatal... it is courage that keeps life going... keeping life eventful... colourful and enriching...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so .. rejoice! each day in the light of His glory and grace..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &gt;_&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4538028857567507652?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4538028857567507652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4538028857567507652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4538028857567507652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4538028857567507652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-cannot-exchange-for.html' title='what i cannot exchange for'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6257818840502675560</id><published>2009-03-04T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:24:34.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>longing...</title><content type='html'>for a happy ending from God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been very alone.. unravelling God's mysteries in my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6257818840502675560?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6257818840502675560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6257818840502675560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6257818840502675560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6257818840502675560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/longing.html' title='longing...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3119955837297025854</id><published>2009-02-28T00:28:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:20:44.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, February 28, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I accidentally click onto one of my archives blog - to this article below. The flashback to that period of my excitement in meeting my idol, look at that face... haha! i still am as crazy... I've been a happy girl... 2 long years have passed me so shortly... if this is a new season the Lord invites me to tread upon, that previous season ended in 2007 at my peak... a time where future possibilities seemed endless for me... but interestingly i had that reflection... whatever achievements may i gain, what would i have lost, and if my love ones would still be with me... ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today, this fear comes closer to a reality... it's been a difficult phase... but one i still believe God is leading to a fulfillment of His lovely promises... to me &amp;amp; my family... one that is different and new... so the painful changes are inevitable... but it's been an affirming and encouraging experience in a difficult time like this to testify just the same as then when life was at my peak that... I have the same &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, tt the Lord will lead me to a path filled with His blessings.. just like how i said it 2 years back... this God has been unchanging... &amp;amp; no matter what ups and downs, what losses I may go through... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;His Grace has been sufficient for me, for His strength will be made perfect in my weaknesses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just as the prayer's been uttered 2 years back, i see it as a prayer answered and a prayer i'm still praying in a time like today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have waited in 2008, struggling... I will wait... but maybe, the waiting phase has shifted... in 2009, i am unravelling... God's mysteries... once i do not know and am waiting, struggling to accept the new shifts and changes that took me away from my comfort zone... now i do know, this IS my portion to carry... i will accept and unravel His love in the midst of the challenges... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a good song for my reflection and prayer to God... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm reaching for Your heart, You hold my life in Your hands, drawing me closer to You, I feel your Power renew, nothing compares to this place, where I can see You face to face... I worship You, in spirit and in truth..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue &amp;amp; must continue to reach for God no matter how tough or how high the cost is... i can't give up now... this journey will certainly bring me closer to Him even if it does no other good thing other than this... this would be the greatest blessing... for nothing would compare to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;experiencing Him anew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; may I truely desire for this from the depths of my heart.. for it is only then... i will be free from the cares of this world... and worshipping in spirit and in truth... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3119955837297025854?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3119955837297025854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3119955837297025854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3119955837297025854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3119955837297025854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/28-february-2007.html' title='Saturday, February 28, 2009'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-7224395365045038107</id><published>2009-02-28T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:27:44.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, April 02, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SagUP6YxCgI/AAAAAAAAAew/5rdpqIBrHAI/s1600-h/image-upload-7-704874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307514424459856386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SagUP6YxCgI/AAAAAAAAAew/5rdpqIBrHAI/s320/image-upload-7-704874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-life-what-would-it-be.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my life.. what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still in office at this late hour. these days i've been staying back very late. It's been a tough year with my attachment of 2x a week at CSL.Today marks the end of my training with Dr John Van Epp - A trainer whom I looked up to as his acheivements are what I aspire to do... He wrote a book on love and relationships that I've aspired to write (using Christian principles but to a public crowd) and he not just did it, his books, his trainings are so well-known. He's been known as the love and sex coach. Oh man... an area to my great interest that I have yet to imagine to aspire to that extent of achievement he has met! Guess it's good to meet him, so now, i have a benchmark to work towards.. &amp;amp; what made him more endearing is that, he's such a charismatic guy, he charmed the entire class with his thoughtfulness and sweet gestures to autograph every single book and chat with every single member! He's really so sweet. He really inspired me to do my PHD so I can be like him, and write a book. but well, let me finish my long suffering MA first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After all that saga of going for his trainings and talks, I do ask, God, what would my life be like? 5 years later, 10 years later, 20 years later? I cannot quite imagine or dare to dream.In Dr John's training, he shared also about his life, his family, the death of his mother, father, his wife's battle with cancer.. it's so real that in the midst of all the achievements, yes, life has it's share of painful moments and moments we'll faced with our losses... I cannot imagine not just my life, but how my family will be like 5 years later, 10 years later, 20 years later.. I know i'll miss my grandma who may not be there to share my life, or my success all the way.. and i hope i'll not miss more members of my family than her then in my later years. But i know life is so so unpredictable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I would have the power, would I be willing to sacrifice all possible achievements just so I could spend togetherness with most of my family members? well.. I know this is beyond me to bargain with God.If I could have my piece of cake and eat it, Lord, I wish I could do what I'm passionate in and do it well, and that my family would be with me to share that joy when that happens.Though I cannot see how my life will turn out to be, whether I'll get a PHD, be recognized as a love guru (as i've fantasized) like the renouned Dr John...but.. somehow, I have the peace, tt the Lord will lead me to a path filled with His blessings.. Nothing outside of His will, will bring me satisfaction. And within His will, 'He has prepared a table for me'.. my ways &amp;amp; my future.Bring me there O Lord... Mould my passion to be in line with your will and bless my ways for your glory... &amp;amp; in the midst of it, no matter what ups and downs, what losses I may go through... May your Grace be sufficient for me, for your strength is made perfect in my weaknesses...In Jesus Name, Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-7224395365045038107?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7224395365045038107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=7224395365045038107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7224395365045038107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7224395365045038107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-april-02-2007.html' title='Monday, April 02, 2007'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SagUP6YxCgI/AAAAAAAAAew/5rdpqIBrHAI/s72-c/image-upload-7-704874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1412168595362802653</id><published>2009-02-15T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:38:17.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i caught on mrt</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Success is never final&lt;br /&gt;Failure is never fatal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Courage is what matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" - Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go!! motto of the year for me! &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1412168595362802653?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1412168595362802653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1412168595362802653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1412168595362802653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1412168595362802653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-caught-on-mrt.html' title='what i caught on mrt'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2838072717594124016</id><published>2009-02-15T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:35:57.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insecurities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just read the reflection page of a journalist in today's papers titled 'old friends, new start'... one of the paragraphs that compelled me to blog my thoughts is:"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;How many relationships with the special people in our lives, I wonder, have fallen by the wayside because of our insecurities, or a lack of trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?'yah... i asked myself.. how many? Have I ever succumbed to insecurities? how's that related to maintaining my level of congruence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also writes another meaningful paragraph about his reflection on his old friend: "&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;It was Dec 1988 by then. I remember not being able to send him off to the airport because I was attending an overnight class bbq at East Coast Parkway. I was sad but not overly so. And as the months and years went by, I remember being strangely unaffected as we lost touch more and more. I guess we both knew instinctively that our lives had changed and that we were moving on with new friendships and new life experiences. But inside, i was bothered by how quickly and easily we had drifted apart - that such a strong friendship could vanish as easily as the morning mist&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the above he wrote sounds familiar to me. When i parted my ways with my sec/ JC friends, I didn't recall being overly sad.. but as i reflected, yes, strong friendships I've built then, how quickly and easily we had drifted... but yet (like what the article reflected) how quickly it picked up when the author met up again with his sec sch buddy!... That's true indeed... for me as well... On another note.. I realized, as i aged... I hold on more to relationships i built.. asking myself if i had done my best not to let it drift like all my friendships before... but then again... i guess, nothing's also really wrong if relationships had to drift.. changes are always inevitable in life.. and sometimes, no matter how one holds on, perhaps the harder one holds on when it has already changed, can we still remain as a good friend to someone? perhaps that's where i needa ask God, do i hold on to the relationship for myself or for my friend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows...? God help me to pray more for others... and then i guess... He'll tell me then. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2838072717594124016?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2838072717594124016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2838072717594124016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2838072717594124016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2838072717594124016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/insecurities.html' title='insecurities...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6555058887059119220</id><published>2009-02-14T00:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:08:07.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congruence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Congruence is the state achieved by coming together, the state of agreement. The Latin congruere means to come together, agree. As an abstract term, congruence means &lt;a title="Similarity" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Similarity"&gt;similarity&lt;/a&gt; between objects. Congruence, as opposed to equivalence or approximation, is a relation which implies a kind of equivalence, though not complete equivalence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In psychology and NLP (&lt;a title="Neuro-linguistic programming" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neuro-linguistic_programming"&gt;Neuro-linguistic programming&lt;/a&gt;), congruence could be defined as &lt;a title="Rapport" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rapport"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rapport&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;within oneself, or internal and external consistency, perceived by others as sincerity or certainty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need this too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a good song to listen to as i seek congruence *_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6555058887059119220?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6555058887059119220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6555058887059119220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6555058887059119220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6555058887059119220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/congruence.html' title='Congruence'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8490107524552849434</id><published>2009-02-13T23:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:07:31.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnanimity</title><content type='html'>A beautiful definition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnanimity (derived from the Latin roots magn- great, and anima, soul) is the virtue of being great of mind and heart. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It encompasses, usually, a refusal to be petty, a willingness to face danger, and actions for noble purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a title="Aristotle" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aristotle"&gt;Aristotle&lt;/a&gt;, who called magnanimity "the crowning virtue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiggy needs this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8490107524552849434?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8490107524552849434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8490107524552849434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8490107524552849434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8490107524552849434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/magnaimity.html' title='Magnanimity'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8843937193478299935</id><published>2009-02-13T23:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:12:04.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joker vs having a sense of humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;what an interesting conversation i had with my mum in the car on our way ride back from ttsh... dunno what we talking about.. suddenly she talk about how being a 'joker' and being someone with a sense of humor is different. sometimes, cannot deny my mum has wise moments (or it's me having teachable moments keke!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;this hit me and enlightened me a great deal. indeed being a joker and being someone with a sense of humor is 2 entirely different thing. being a 'joker' is someone who acts like a clown. being someone with a sense of humor requires a good level of congruence, wit and intelligence (e.g. chu1 ge3 liang4 is someone with a sense of humor! clown = jim carrey in 'the mask')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my mum also says, the highest level of one's sense of humor is when you can laugh at yourself. she also says, having a sense of humor is a very essential skill in life. i agree! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;somehow, i'm glad although i'm not very teachable by her, she managed to let me caught on some of the values that she believes in... i'm really grateful i &lt;strong&gt;VALUE &lt;/strong&gt;(not that i've attained) a sense of humor, not being petty, not bearing grudges... Although these are like not Big issues.. but it's pertinent LIFE SKILLS so essential for one to live a 'free' life and an abundant life... Although i do not grow up in a Christian family, God certainly is amazingly gracious enough, i still get to learn these things thr His hands at work.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, i also witness more admirable traits from my mum, my family and beautiful people of God around me whom i'm absolute they're placed by a God who loves me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up... beautiful traits I admire in the life of beautiful people around me:&lt;br /&gt;1) compassion&lt;br /&gt;2) humor&lt;br /&gt;3) kindness&lt;br /&gt;4) generosity&lt;br /&gt;5) magnanimity&lt;br /&gt;6) fun&lt;br /&gt;7) resilience&lt;br /&gt;8) tenacity&lt;br /&gt;9) strength&lt;br /&gt;10) belief (in pple &amp;amp; life)&lt;br /&gt;11) faith&lt;br /&gt;12) loyalty&lt;br /&gt;13) integrity&lt;br /&gt;14) persistence&lt;br /&gt;15) perseverence&lt;br /&gt;16) consistency&lt;br /&gt;17) initiative&lt;br /&gt;18) congruence&lt;br /&gt;19) passion&lt;br /&gt;20) courage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; prayerfully, may God work it in me... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8843937193478299935?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8843937193478299935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8843937193478299935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8843937193478299935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8843937193478299935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/joker-vs-having-sense-of-humor.html' title='joker vs having a sense of humor'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6554728193810938696</id><published>2009-02-13T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:18:41.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things i cannot compromise..</title><content type='html'>1) my values&lt;br /&gt;2) my love&lt;br /&gt;3) my principles&lt;br /&gt;4) my family&lt;br /&gt;5) my health&lt;br /&gt;6) my genuine friends&lt;br /&gt;7) my passion&lt;br /&gt;8) my calling&lt;br /&gt;9) my identity/ congruence&lt;br /&gt;10) my God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must remember these things i guard to protect and not compromise no matter what happens, no matter how fearful, no matter how uncertain... God enable me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6554728193810938696?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6554728193810938696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6554728193810938696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6554728193810938696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6554728193810938696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-cannot-compromise.html' title='things i cannot compromise..'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3246675365778106431</id><published>2009-02-11T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:13:34.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how do i fix my eyes on Jesus daily?</title><content type='html'>how often do i stray in my daily moments, caught up in the heat of things i love doing or am passionate in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord lord, how do i fix my eyes on You daily and remember i can never ravel in my own glory and strength for it's all an illusion.. all that i work for and gain joy from on my own strength will be gone.. like chasing after the wind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess... i need to pray more, surrender more, let His words be kept hidden in my heart lest i sin against Him - i needa memorize scriptures more and meditate on His words day &amp;amp; night... moment by moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 1:6 &lt;strong&gt;"For the LORD watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 118:6 &lt;strong&gt;"The Lord is for me, I will not fear, what can man do to me?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will claim your promises O Lord and not fear what man can do to me but strive daily to walk right in your ways... if they despise me, they despise me, if they manipulate me, they manipulate me... even if this requires them to &lt;em&gt;appear&lt;/em&gt; like men's selfish/ evil schemes succeeds but no one thwarts God's plans... I'll just keep walking in His paths, not worry so much, not fret so much, not be in distress so much.. for no matter what happens.. as long as I make sure i choose God's righteous paths, my ways will be watcheth over... and... &lt;strong&gt;what can man do to me?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3246675365778106431?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3246675365778106431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3246675365778106431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3246675365778106431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3246675365778106431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-do-i-fix-my-eyes-on-jesus-daily.html' title='how do i fix my eyes on Jesus daily?'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-762774099001434589</id><published>2009-02-01T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:12:12.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staying congruent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that's what i wanna do and need to do... i need to gain back my ability to stay congruent - my emotions, actions and thoughts... this would mean, if i wanna laugh, i can laugh, if i wanna cry, i can cry. if i think this is wrong, i can feel and do things that helps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;people to know this is wrong. if i think i love this, my emotions, words and actions can show people i love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying and being congruent is not easy as imperfect humans. sometimes we know this is wrong, but we dun act and feel it is wrong and so we hide and we become incongruent- and we struggle. sometimes we like something but coz it is wrong, we dun dare to act and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feel that we like it. sometimes we may lack courage. hence, our emotions towards something is not in sync with our actions and thoughts coz we are afraid to reveal ourselves and what we like or dislike. This makes our life complicated and makes our relationships complicated. Incongruent people are the hardest to understand and very often misunderstood. The interesting thing is, they confuse themselves after a while too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It happens to all of us once in a while esp if we are caught up in occasions we need to guard and protect ourselves and we are afraid to reveal the condition we are in. usually when we feel that we are in a vulnerable position. it is my prayer God will enable me to be &amp;amp; to stay congruent. and i believe staying congruent for a counsellor would be very important. Helping people to find congruence in their lives will be equally as important and liberating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;for them. the key thing is not to be perfect, but to stay congruent even with our imperfections. if we like something and it is wrong, staying congruent dun mean we reach a stage we no longer get tempted, but it means we can face the fact that we are tempted &amp;amp; struggling.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That would be helpful for us to be understood and to understand. This would in turn be the only possible way to enable us to grow in life and to finally work on ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-762774099001434589?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/762774099001434589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=762774099001434589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/762774099001434589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/762774099001434589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/staying-congruent.html' title='staying congruent'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3608627195422022162</id><published>2009-02-01T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:37:25.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a hope - by Tommy Walker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a hope, I have a future&lt;br /&gt;I have a destiny that is yet awaiting me&lt;br /&gt;My life’s not over, a new beginning’s just begun&lt;br /&gt;I have a hope, I have this hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a plan, it’s not to harm me&lt;br /&gt;But it’s to prosper me and to hear me when I call&lt;br /&gt;He intercedes for me, working all things for my good&lt;br /&gt;Though trials may come I have this hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I will yet praise Him, my great Redeemer&lt;br /&gt;I will yet stand up and give Him glory with my life&lt;br /&gt;He takes my darkness and He turns it into light&lt;br /&gt;I will yet praise Him, my Lord my God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is for me, He’s not against me&lt;br /&gt;So tell me whom then, tell me whom then shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;He has prepared for me&lt;br /&gt;Great works He’ll help me to complete&lt;br /&gt;I have a hope, I have this hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness and mercy, they’re gonna follow me&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll forever dwell in the house of my great King&lt;br /&gt;No eye has ever seen all He’s preparing there for me&lt;br /&gt;Though trials may come, I have this hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;There’s still hope for me today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3608627195422022162?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3608627195422022162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3608627195422022162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3608627195422022162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3608627195422022162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-hope-by-tommy-walker.html' title='I have a hope - by Tommy Walker'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-7249461929446131788</id><published>2009-02-01T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:20:29.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pearl moments in 2008</title><content type='html'>1) Reconnecting with my best friend &amp;amp; her humble reminder tt God's love for me is greater than hers&lt;br /&gt;2) Having XY &amp;amp; other solid friends who shared w me their genuine life &amp;amp; love&lt;br /&gt;3) Going thr crisis together with my family as Christians for the 1st time&lt;br /&gt;4) My new colleague :) struggling, learning &amp;amp;loving her&lt;br /&gt;5) Marriages of my good friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-7249461929446131788?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7249461929446131788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=7249461929446131788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7249461929446131788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7249461929446131788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/pearl-moments-in-2008.html' title='pearl moments in 2008'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4797759189219238571</id><published>2009-01-26T17:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:40:36.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers fr my garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SX2FE3X4ONI/AAAAAAAAAeM/dPJUUca13_g/s1600-h/image-upload-111-735640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SX2FE3X4ONI/AAAAAAAAAeM/dPJUUca13_g/s320/image-upload-111-735640.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I want to remember God daily and reflect on the beauty of His presence everyday in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4797759189219238571?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4797759189219238571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4797759189219238571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4797759189219238571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4797759189219238571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/flowers-fr-my-garden.html' title='Flowers fr my garden'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SX2FE3X4ONI/AAAAAAAAAeM/dPJUUca13_g/s72-c/image-upload-111-735640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6633676852396447217</id><published>2009-01-23T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:56:44.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at the drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXnaq_qXuLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/kzOWYPm67OU/s1600-h/image-upload-9-703341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXnaq_qXuLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/kzOWYPm67OU/s320/image-upload-9-703341.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Interesting way to serve huh. Ice outside.. Created by sonia :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6633676852396447217?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6633676852396447217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6633676852396447217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6633676852396447217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6633676852396447217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-at-drink.html' title='Look at the drink'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXnaq_qXuLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/kzOWYPm67OU/s72-c/image-upload-9-703341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4450848341359694843</id><published>2009-01-23T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:25:22.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things tt happens on cg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXnTUDs84_I/AAAAAAAAAdw/Qv7eeH4JzNI/s1600-h/image-upload-8-720577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXnTUDs84_I/AAAAAAAAAdw/Qv7eeH4JzNI/s320/image-upload-8-720577.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Opps..keke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4450848341359694843?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4450848341359694843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4450848341359694843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4450848341359694843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4450848341359694843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-tt-happens-on-cg.html' title='Things tt happens on cg'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXnTUDs84_I/AAAAAAAAAdw/Qv7eeH4JzNI/s72-c/image-upload-8-720577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3111117947569819714</id><published>2009-01-18T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:29:57.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my goodness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXMEpeyyZvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4Y7hJF3gwNM/s1600-h/image-upload-5-797451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXMEpeyyZvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4Y7hJF3gwNM/s320/image-upload-5-797451.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This rabbit SO CUTE!! I wanna buy buy buy! PLUS she SO like people to carry. Aww.. *plotting to buy another rabbit* hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3111117947569819714?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3111117947569819714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3111117947569819714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3111117947569819714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3111117947569819714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-goodness.html' title='Oh my goodness!'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SXMEpeyyZvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/4Y7hJF3gwNM/s72-c/image-upload-5-797451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3496953898595713280</id><published>2009-01-15T22:17:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:56:05.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what about love &amp; gratitude?</title><content type='html'>Questions: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Can someone be filled with gratitude if he or she cannot show grace to people? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SW9MF97jO0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/Yc-UFJ1dkSw/s1600-h/573995030_4965dab91b.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291531752591014722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SW9MF97jO0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/Yc-UFJ1dkSw/s320/573995030_4965dab91b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;: if someone is genuinely filled with gratitude, he or she will not withhold showing grace to someone else coz he or she has been &lt;strong&gt;overflowing&lt;/strong&gt; with gratitude of the grace that has been given to them. doesn't it? it is only when one is not grateful &amp;amp; when one is resentful, he or she withholds grace to others as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hence, as all Christians, if we are overflowing with gratitude towards the highest level of grace shown to us from Christ, should all be gracious to His people. When we withhold grace, it reflects of the condition of our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) Can someone be filled with joy if he or she chooses not to want any pain and hence not risk loving at all? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SW9MqpLtE9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/6yAJX01Eu0I/s1600-h/Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291532382676784082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SW9MqpLtE9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/6yAJX01Eu0I/s320/Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thoughts&lt;/strong&gt;: if someone does not risk loving or hurting, how can he or she ever be happy? can they? I guess that is what the saying means: ' it is more blessed to give than to receive'... &amp;amp; out of my deepest pain coming from the consequences of love, I am convinced, it IS more blessed to give than to receive.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jesus Christ went through the highest level of pain and sacrifice out of His highest level of love for us.. pain certainly is so closely intertwined with love... can't separate it nor do without one sadly... esp it's loving imperfect people like us... therefore, let our first love be to Christ... that's perfect, He's safe to give our devotion to... &amp;amp; out of that stems our courage to love His people &amp;amp; hurt for His people, for &lt;strong&gt;if we love Him&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;we will and must&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;take care of His sheep&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings to all who loves.. Genuinity lasts for eternity :D&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/20184641-3496953898595713280?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3496953898595713280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3496953898595713280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3496953898595713280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3496953898595713280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-about-love-gratitude.html' title='what about love &amp; gratitude?'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SW9MF97jO0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/Yc-UFJ1dkSw/s72-c/573995030_4965dab91b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2290878585318727290</id><published>2009-01-11T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:37:19.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>human's greatest longing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if human's greatest longing is being loved, that explains why the greatest pain human's can't run away from is broken relationships&lt;/strong&gt; (at home, with friends, with bf/ gf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't one wonders if the way to live life therefore is to know how not to be too deeply involved and hence not feel so much pain, to be able to get up, move on... or better still, not to even feel pain (which usually happens only when u are the one leading to the broken r/s HAHA!...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. perhaps in the journey of pain, i began to appreciate what God is teaching me... perhaps the most enriching life is one where we feel pain. it is in the pain, we know we have loved.. The pain explains that we loved and aren't being loved.. but yah, aren't we all humans imperfect beings? I wondered if someone ever felt pain for me... i feel sorry about it and believed there were... and I'm gg back to these people to appreciate them as one of those most beautiful people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if human's greatest longing is being loved, i know now how much i needa fix my eyes on God&lt;/strong&gt;- one who loves me prefectly &amp;amp; one who's love never changes. He loves me the same, even if i choose not to serve Him with all my heart or if i choose to serve Him with all my heart. The sufferings i had to go thr comes from the same loving hands irregardless of my choice... that's a safe kind of love to dwell in and live for... He could heal all of my brokenness. Let me have faith to see to tt day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me daily choose to remember His great love for me.. so that i may never be overwhelmed by brokenness in life... &amp;amp; to choose to live my life to love others the way He does... so that in His Grace, some bits of my life may reflect this God I worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2290878585318727290?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2290878585318727290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2290878585318727290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2290878585318727290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2290878585318727290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/humans-greatest-longing.html' title='human&apos;s greatest longing'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2938746703773715882</id><published>2009-01-11T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:12:26.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking of my fast against</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SWmp6Ql6cFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1zfOdY_Yxaw/s1600-h/image-upload-75-744949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SWmp6Ql6cFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1zfOdY_Yxaw/s320/image-upload-75-744949.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fried food.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2938746703773715882?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2938746703773715882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2938746703773715882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2938746703773715882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2938746703773715882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/breaking-of-my-fast-against.html' title='Breaking of my fast against'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SWmp6Ql6cFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/1zfOdY_Yxaw/s72-c/image-upload-75-744949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1472910690900163525</id><published>2009-01-06T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:41:46.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atrocious service recovery!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;can't believe how this restaurant in Singapore runs biz with nil customer service and service recovery skills.. perhaps it's a family biz and it just gets passed on and on.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As blogged in my previous post, my A &amp;amp; E saga due to vomitting and severe abdominal pain made my parents really angry about the unfresh seafood crab we packed for dinner the night before.. coz it ruined our holiday! i feel so bad... =( =(  so... they went to the restaurant to complain and get compensation. I usually hate to comnfront such issues and would rather i just make do with the undue 'suffering' of the effects of food poisoning... it really isn't me to even like to talk to authorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, after my parents went ahead to do it, now... i am indirectly involved.. what i can't stand is how for the first time of my life, i had to be questioned by the director and be treated like a suspect as if we lied about the incident and finding ways and means to link the cause to other sources..  Although certainly possibilities are endless but it appears the unfresh crab was the most probable source. it was a pretty disgusting experience... when i bit into a piece, suddenly i bolt from my seat when i realised it smelt as if it's contaminated by faeces. i tried hard not to puke my entire dinner out &amp;amp; took some probiotics hoping it will help protect me from bad diarhoea or food poisoning.. from the contaminated crab i just ate.. &amp;amp; since dinner till morn, no other food was consumed.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the phone conversation was seriously unpleasant to realise over at the other line is this guy sugar-coating his sentences with 'wanting to find out the truth' &amp;amp; 'working very hard' when he is not even interested in the whole story of how his food causes so much drama but picking out on facts to link it to other possible causes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The irony is, even if I DID NOT get into hospital, isn't his restaurant responsible for serving bad and unfresh crab in the first place? Instead of investigating in his kitchen, he is investigating a stranger and the hospital documents??!?!? (and demanding the report should be given when it make no sense for such personal documents to be passed to a &lt;em&gt;bias&lt;/em&gt; party)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is certainly an atrocious service and nil service recovery knowledge!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God help end this episode soon... &amp;amp; not to end it in a bad way...  I'm not speaking to any of their staff anymore..  lest i also say any impulsive and angry words... I hope they get their due punishment for their inadequacy to manage their food properly and worse still, when problems happen, to point fingers at others first... something wrong with the top management. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1472910690900163525?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1472910690900163525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1472910690900163525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1472910690900163525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1472910690900163525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/atrocious-service-recovery.html' title='Atrocious service recovery!!'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2821363927648296859</id><published>2009-01-01T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:09:57.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i OFFICIALLY FINISHED PACKING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;every every single possible corner of my room! yes! i did it! ... oh man.. it feels a little scary... it's a BIG achievement... yah... it's a strange feeling... i actually felt a little sad.. but yet happy.. mixed emotions.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it really is quite symbolic to me how 'the old is gone, the new is here'... although i anticipate the new, as creatures of habit, yes... i feel a little scared.. i need to move on... it is really significant coz yes.. this is a new season.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2008 has been a year God puts a halt to my past season and craft a new season for me to start in 2009... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is SO significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i carry with me many precious moments, memories and things i loved dearly... maybe in this new season, there're some things i had to let go... and God made me in 08... (e.g. BSF, friends, community, way of working, favour, merits etc...) it has been a really painful year... but it helped prepare me into this new season... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i need to walk closely, obediently... so that i will get there... it's new... it's not the old.. i can't use my old ways to walk the same paths anymore... it's a new year... new season... new calling... new roles... not just at work/ at home but... new roles God wants me to play... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well.. i came online to think, talk... and i chose a new song to meditate... yes.. the previous song was helpful in one of my painful periods.. i played it on repeat so many times just to go on each day... here's a song from Alarice.. an up and rising Christian song writer.. great vocals and great guitar.. hope you like her songs.. coz i like it a lot... i'm glad i bought her CD which was actually less publicized then the other singer.. but i like hers more coz it's less distracting (with too many instruments..) i hear her songs clearly with her beautiful vocals and beautiful guitar playing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let me allow God to 'saturate me, envelope me' coz i do i do i do know so well after a year of 08 that 'everything i know falls down to you'... i continue to walk the days of my life for the heavenly places God reserves for me.. how i long for that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the packing brought back many memories... esp of my svs with YFC... and my feelings now after 08 of service back in the same place.. yet a different experience... &amp;amp; yes.. it is always different.. it's a new season.. (but after reading thr all my convictions in the past, my PSS-es in the past... i know back then, if i could tell my future 5 years later... i would really wanna be where i wanna be now... i wanna be found serving God back here again... ) so despite all my pain... God knows me better.. so well... if HE were to tell me how this year is gonna be like... yah i would run away... but amazing Grace... HE made me go thr.. and HE carried me through all the way... yes i made it... it's 01 Jan 2009 TODAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Praise God!... Hallelujah!... The King of ALL Kings... thr it all, thr the pain, the tears or no tears but simply connecting with Him alone thr tears or no tears He knows how we feel... In a painful, dreadful and helpless situation or period of time &amp;amp; coming to the ultimate realisation, recognition and conviction tt in the light of the excruciating pain, lost-ness &amp;amp; journey thr barren land, how great my God is and how much He is still worthy of ALL my utmost - devotion, regard and worship has been a TRUE blessing.. and a real one... yes i'm poorer loads in many areas.. but yes.. this blessing is of eternal value.. i will never forget.. never ever ever... i'm glad He pulled me thr... i completed 2008!! in perfect shape... yah.. shrunk till 41kg.. but yes.. it's never a prob for a lady..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God.. you've been good to me... Thank U... i'll walk on with courage this new season, new challenges, new fears to overcome... working hard to figure things out again... and coming to know You as my God and how precious I am as Your child... each new day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2821363927648296859?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2821363927648296859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2821363927648296859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2821363927648296859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2821363927648296859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-officially-finished-packing.html' title='i OFFICIALLY FINISHED PACKING!'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-758783599879083252</id><published>2008-12-29T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:18:22.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some funky new year resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1) Eat, drink and be merry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz yah i really needa eat to beef up! i need to put on 5 kg... what a wonderful resolution right? i feel so honoured.. who ever has the priviledge having to eat &amp;amp; be merry.. never knew i had to make or remind myself to do so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Grow, grow, grow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, grow in size, grow in spiritual strength and courage, grow in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Don't worry, be happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah.. cannot be too emotional.. or think too much or worry too much... and i need to pray to be happy... if not, all things go haywire.. i dun eat, i shrink &amp;amp; i pass out again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-758783599879083252?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/758783599879083252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=758783599879083252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/758783599879083252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/758783599879083252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-funky-new-year-resolutions.html' title='some funky new year resolutions'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-7417489900941715366</id><published>2008-12-29T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:14:19.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekend dramas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well.. weekend has been a cool one... it was a weekend spent with my family... i made it a point to make sure i focus on spending time with my family and my grandma and to take ALL things bothering me OUT OF MY MIND.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;interestingly, this time round, i actually had lots of free time.. but yah.. i still did not choose to focus on the things that bothers me... i read instead of watch TV and i slept early - ok just on the first night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then... today, this morning, when i woke up, i weighed myself for fun at the scale in the toilet at RTC straits room...  and i got the shock of my life.. yeah yeah.. i know all my friends said i slimmed down, and i was pretty cool abt it until i realised how MUCH i shrunk! i weighed 41kg! (and that was after a wkend of eating more than my usual already!) well.. i'm not sure how 41kg sounds to u but for me i was shocked! coz i NEVER weighed 41kg since i grew to 161 cm no matter how slim i was... now.. i know the bad shape my body is in... it scares me.. &amp;amp; what scares me more is... after my washing up, i went down for my free breakfast with my sis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After like 10 mins of eating, suddenly, i felt a pain in my stomach... i thought it's gastric but yah i never got it so bad... i thought i'll rest a while coz i've just eaten, it'll get well like how it always... but well... no, it sustained and suddenly i just felt myself breaking out in cold sweat, i was just so panicking and calling my sis.. freaking her out and everyone else around me... and i blackout.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then a nice &amp;amp; quite gan2 chiong1 manager began running around in panic but bringing plastic bag and medicated oil- rubbing furiously on me... with all the movement, i suddenly felt naseous and threw up which made my blood pressure shot up and i regained my conscious..  then they whiz me off to A &amp;amp; E coz i was still in great pain.. i never had it so painful.. it seriously scared me..  and as usual when the doc came after writhing in pain for 1/2 hr, thankfully or not, the pain subsided a great great deal... coz well, it'll be gd if the pain is still there so doc can examin but if after so long the pain is still there, i would seriously have passed out.. so i would rather be spared that agony and truama...! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i felt real bad... i know my parents already have their hands full with my grandma's poor health... i really am trying to beef up my health.. just tt i didn't realise i had A LOT more damage control &amp;amp; recovery work to my body then i thought.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-7417489900941715366?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7417489900941715366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=7417489900941715366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7417489900941715366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7417489900941715366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-weekend-dramas.html' title='my weekend dramas'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-911661661014368744</id><published>2008-12-29T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:48:43.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best scores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SVjHIqIvY1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/y4O-SArq58A/s1600-h/image-upload-117-714783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SVjHIqIvY1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/y4O-SArq58A/s320/image-upload-117-714783.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;For me and sis throughout all our bowling attempts kekeke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-911661661014368744?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/911661661014368744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=911661661014368744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/911661661014368744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/911661661014368744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-scores.html' title='Best scores'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SVjHIqIvY1I/AAAAAAAAAcM/y4O-SArq58A/s72-c/image-upload-117-714783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6734354861269185701</id><published>2008-12-22T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:39:14.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freshly out.. new year resolutions...</title><content type='html'>1) Discipline - health&lt;br /&gt;2) Focus on living ur best for God each day (set S.T. daily goals)&lt;br /&gt;3) Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well ok... now on to the details:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.T goal on health = get well from my longsuffering cough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.T. goal on living my best for God =&lt;br /&gt;- to be serving &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;other&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;people and giving my heart &amp;amp; soul to my family &amp;amp; good friends esp these last few days of my year... they've had too little of me &amp;amp; NOT to be holding on to the things that is bothering me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- complete PACKING MY ROOM by hook or by crook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read - 'Reaching for an invisible God' &amp;amp; read up on ur counselling stuff! select a book to read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6734354861269185701?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6734354861269185701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6734354861269185701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6734354861269185701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6734354861269185701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/12/freshly-out-new-year-resolutions.html' title='freshly out.. new year resolutions...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6262971850510718990</id><published>2008-12-22T17:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:20:43.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genuinity lasts for eternity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well hmm... can't believe i'm here again blogging about genuine stuff and phoney stuff... ha ha.. is it that obvious why i'm always falling for superficiality although it's not as if i go for it... yeah i rather not have it... and have the truth, no matter how painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess... it dawns on me how i need not struggle with 'how i wish' anymore whether it is about the future or about the past. And it is biblical for us not to be stuck in the 'how i wish' mode... God's truths tells me... we are to press on towards the goal... not be stuck on the past (whether it is past glories or past shames) 'how i wish that moment stayed' or 'how i wish i didn't do that' etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well as i thought more, it dawn on me genuine stuff last for eternity, i need not pine for it. whatever has been past, if it's genuine, it's always there... if it has not been genuine, then.. aren't you better off without it?? since it's not the truth. yeah... although sometimes when the truth hits you, it just aint easy to believe ... 'you mean that is the actual case?!?!?!' but yeah, Lord, help me take it in... and i know, it is only when God helped me see that big lack in my life in it's real state can i then know what i clearly need from Him... and as usual, it is then, He will provide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282541695919062898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SU9brzBx_3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/LTS4-_K2VI0/s320/pick-me-up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so... i press on towards embracing the painful truths laid in front of me (which itself is a process) as i humbly seek my Lord to fill me and pick me up again.. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6262971850510718990?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SU9brzBx_3I/AAAAAAAAAbk/LTS4-_K2VI0/s72-c/pick-me-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2637002991755756925</id><published>2008-12-20T14:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:29:24.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice snack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyQw4mGkEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/2BnuV_5lb_w/s1600-h/image-upload-4-763760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyQw4mGkEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/2BnuV_5lb_w/s320/image-upload-4-763760.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Haha!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2637002991755756925?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2637002991755756925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2637002991755756925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2637002991755756925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2637002991755756925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/12/nice-snack.html' title='Nice snack'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyQw4mGkEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/2BnuV_5lb_w/s72-c/image-upload-4-763760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6132724664382941882</id><published>2008-12-20T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:17:08.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiramisu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyN49-5JUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1_s9b7llcGo/s1600-h/image-upload-1-727414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyN49-5JUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1_s9b7llcGo/s320/image-upload-1-727414.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6132724664382941882?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6132724664382941882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6132724664382941882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6132724664382941882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6132724664382941882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/12/tiramisu.html' title='Tiramisu'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyN49-5JUI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1_s9b7llcGo/s72-c/image-upload-1-727414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-308664091234429477</id><published>2008-12-20T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:15:45.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyNkWvSmvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/j20WUjqdW8c/s1600-h/image-upload-1-744939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyNkWvSmvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/j20WUjqdW8c/s320/image-upload-1-744939.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;With brown sugar cubes!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-308664091234429477?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/308664091234429477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=308664091234429477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/308664091234429477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/308664091234429477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/12/latte.html' title='Latte'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SUyNkWvSmvI/AAAAAAAAAbM/j20WUjqdW8c/s72-c/image-upload-1-744939.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4106787667901934239</id><published>2008-12-08T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:36:13.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is full-time ministry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i've been reflecting on this for a while... In FY, we are 'taught' to give our best, adopting the spirit of excellence for we serve God our King... In FY, i sense the strong drive most people who stay in this work have... and they inspire me constantly esp the longer they work... this value is caught not taught (in other words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;in choosing to leave FY this year to serve God, i reminded myself to do the same.. in fact, i ought to give more... my utmost coz it's for God and directly doing His work this time... yes.. &amp;amp; that explains why i feel so exhausted emotionally and mentally when this year is coming to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Naive and impulsive and gan3 qing2 yong4 shi4 has always been a recurring theme in my life i dunno why... God when will i steer away from this? i guess one way i've discovered this year is to keep talking with people, hear from them, get advice and this helps me cope with my impulse and drive that sometimes i go b4 God says go... &amp;amp; although i recognize this, i fell again this year coz i failed to do this... talk with people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I guess i did learn a lot... about myself and my shortcomings... i need to be more disciplined in my time with God.. i guess, if i had done that, maybe, He would have certainly told me b4 i fell again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I can't quite believe why i could fall in this way... wrong to want to give too much, work too hard?? but i guess the answer is yes esp if it's b4 God coz then it's not solely and fully for Him.. if it's about Him and Him alone, even if i'm wrong, i'm wrong... I guess I never regret making this decision and I know I won't regret falling in this way this year... He will heal me and make me well... and in the years ahead, He will make me flourish and fruitful and I know now clearly, fruitfulness indeed comes from Him and Him alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I still believe in the spirit of excellence in all that we do... we must always give our best.. esp if it is God's work... otherwise, how is that a testimony of God as the King of all Kings?? i pray that my life and work will continue to carry this attitude... God, the King of all Kings, will deserve our utmost worship and service... &amp;amp; God I need your help to do this... esp in aspects of my life i still struggle with sin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4106787667901934239?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4106787667901934239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4106787667901934239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4106787667901934239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4106787667901934239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-is-full-time-ministry.html' title='what is full-time ministry?'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-160515129584677838</id><published>2008-11-30T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:06:22.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting God in the lowest points of life</title><content type='html'>I know i really need to depend on God and live for Him... How easily will I choose to still ravel in the things of this world whenever they come my way.. drawing temporary comfort, only to be disappointed again and again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to help myself and perhaps, it truely is to just be alone although this seems to be a fearful thing to do especially in this period where i struggle most with loneliness... but maybe the only thing i have to do to let Him satisfy and fill me again.. It is only when I choose to let go (and not try my ways) can He then use His ways to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be alone ............... or away from what i can't bear to let go of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need God most now... and it's strange why i still wanna hold on to what i have now when it hinders me to have Him as my all in all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-160515129584677838?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/160515129584677838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=160515129584677838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/160515129584677838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/160515129584677838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/11/meeting-god-in-lowest-points-of-life.html' title='meeting God in the lowest points of life'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2104816663015794488</id><published>2008-11-23T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:36:08.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reaching for the invisible God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been good since i've made that decision I need God more than anything, anyone or to do anything else... I guess now it is remembering this decision to seek Him and not get distracted coz it is so having to extract myself from my usual way of living life with God at the back of my mind not in the centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It does not mean the pain is gone but that what's ahead looks good as long as I keep on the right track. Reading the book by Philip Yancey 'reaching for the invisible God' for this truely is what I wanna do to wrap up my year... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lord when you say go, then, it is then I go... let me not take another step ahead of you again (maybe i'll make the same mistake again and again.. but make me not do it too often) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Through it all... the effort, the time, then the pain, the heartaches, the failures... but i'm glad through it all (of the above) I know God loves me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That's where it all leads to I guess, for this year of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2104816663015794488?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2104816663015794488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2104816663015794488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2104816663015794488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2104816663015794488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/11/reaching-for-invisible-god.html' title='reaching for the invisible God'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5545841424440856992</id><published>2008-11-20T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:36:48.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in passing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it surprises me how you can be touched by people who spent years with you, everyday with you and even a moment with you. Yes, recently i had a talk with a person. Someone who seems to hit the nail on the head to what God is wanting to say to me, whenever we are talking 'in passing' unplanned etc...  He's someone who gives power statements that hit the core of my heart... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This evening, I made an appointment with him... He's an elderly man... It has been liberating to finally be able to talk to someone who knows what I am talking about things at work and in my life... This person certainly isn't my good friend or a close person... but i guess that is why i believe in the power of counselling... That it will allow me to be a 'healer' through words even for people I may not have the chance to be friends with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He shared his past letter with me that captured his reflections of His past work experiences...  'no pain, no gain' He wrote it so well, there is no way I can rephrase:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;" &lt;em&gt;One of God’s most effective means in our growth process is “failures”. Many of us are frantic over the fact that we could actually fail in life! And if possible, we’ll do everything we can to hide it, ignore it, or rationalize about it! And all the time we are resisting the main instrument in the Father’s hand for conforming us to the image of His Son! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Failures in our christian life and service are allowed and often engineered by God in order to turn us completely from ourselves to His source for our life – Christ Jesus, who never fails.&lt;br /&gt;The believer who’s going through struggles and set-backs is the one who’s being carefully and lovingly handled by the Lord in a very personal way. God works by paradoxes! Success comes through failures; life springs out of death. A thousand and one things are used by our Sovereign Lord to bring out our frailties and limitations, ultimately enabling us to see that the christian life has to be “not I, but Christ” Galatians 2:20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of all the needy classes of people, the most pathetic of all are not those who are having a heart breaking, agonizing struggle for victory, but those who are having no struggle at all, and hence no victory. These are the ones who do not know the deep struggles that exist within, but who are complacent and end up drifting along not knowing all the possessions that belong to them in Christ!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This will be my most significant lesson... words I won't forget for a long time... as a personal lesson...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5545841424440856992?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5545841424440856992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5545841424440856992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5545841424440856992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5545841424440856992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-passing.html' title='in passing'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1334187763555125</id><published>2008-11-05T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:07:27.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rays of God's blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nights are sometimes the hardest to bear during your darkest times... You just can't see the 'light' (literally as well) and isn't sure when will the 'night' end... In one 'dark' sleepless night, where i couldn't see how to wake up to face the day and days ahead... in the early morn when the sun rays fell on my face, somehow, the 'darkness' (in my heart) fade away (literally as well when the morn came)... As I walk out of the house to face the day, I remember God's promise that the 'sun' will always shine the next day... I just need to hang in there... God's blessings are always there.. and yes, the blessings that are visible are also just round the corner... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265189217857059538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SRG1so2WOtI/AAAAAAAAAbE/z0t8Gwqak80/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rays of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;blessi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ngs... from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the morning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SRG1jkMXR9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/L6LBYMe_rbw/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1334187763555125?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1334187763555125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1334187763555125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1334187763555125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1334187763555125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/11/rays-of-gods-blessings.html' title='Rays of God&apos;s blessings'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SRG1so2WOtI/AAAAAAAAAbE/z0t8Gwqak80/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3796380978220424307</id><published>2008-10-31T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:38:21.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be in His presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;been struggling with my emotions &amp;amp; reflections again... i remembered to call out to God... and He helped me remember why I live and whom I live for... Certainly things of this world grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly I've took many people and many things for granted.. May I learn to live in a renewed way come 2009... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God help me through this year striving for You... Don't let me give up being your servant, an encourager and a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3796380978220424307?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3796380978220424307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3796380978220424307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3796380978220424307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3796380978220424307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-be-in-his-presence.html' title='to be in His presence'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8077585346304106190</id><published>2008-10-27T22:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:06:20.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm really pretty amazed by wikipedia... loneliness has been a state i'm in currently for the past few months or maybe this entire year.. decide to blog about it or googled for some inspiration.. wikipedia brought me to this explantation which is so apt, so profound:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Loneliness is an emotional state in which a person experiences a powerful feeling of emptiness and isolation. Loneliness is more than the feeling of wanting company or wanting to do something with another person. Loneliness is a feeling of being cut off, disconnected and alienated from other people. The lonely person may find it difficult or even impossible to have any form of meaningful human contact. Lonely people often experience a subjective sense of inner emptiness or hollowness, with feelings of separation or isolation from the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think the above puts my emotional state in such a specific manner, it almost instantly helped me understand how best to help myself get out of it... the definition enabled me to verbalize how i totally feel about being lonely... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've never really quite been lonely before or ever describe myself to be feeling lonely although perhaps in my teenage years i should have been thr a period like this before... it's been so long ago... i've always been around the most lovely people since I became a Christian... and been so purpose driven and my life has been so purposeful, enriched and i've always felt belonged everywhere even when there's no one else physically around me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps God intended to place me in such a state of loneliness this year.. for me to find Him and Him alone to walk thr with me this season. Just like David says in Psalm 139:10 'even when i'm at the far side of the sea, even then your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast...' it is in such a lonely state, i read this verse with conviction. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261848346276084610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SQXXMUXDO4I/AAAAAAAAAa0/OVRiWi8AU20/s200/loneliness.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8077585346304106190?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8077585346304106190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8077585346304106190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8077585346304106190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8077585346304106190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/10/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SQXXMUXDO4I/AAAAAAAAAa0/OVRiWi8AU20/s72-c/loneliness.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-105859885421703648</id><published>2008-10-24T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:09:22.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My family's carpenter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SQHXEAoyccI/AAAAAAAAAas/Ao_r5uaXpB8/s1600-h/image-upload-32-760225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SQHXEAoyccI/AAAAAAAAAas/Ao_r5uaXpB8/s320/image-upload-32-760225.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My dad build this for my grandma. Out of a bed and wood from portions of the fence from my backyard. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-105859885421703648?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/105859885421703648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=105859885421703648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/105859885421703648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/105859885421703648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-family-carpenter.html' title='My family&amp;#39;s carpenter'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SQHXEAoyccI/AAAAAAAAAas/Ao_r5uaXpB8/s72-c/image-upload-32-760225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1410304042380050323</id><published>2008-10-18T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:13:13.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It'll be nice if i could..</title><content type='html'>1) watch a movie!!&lt;br /&gt;2) watch a dance performance by my friends&lt;br /&gt;3) have a day out in the beach&lt;br /&gt;4) talk with my friends i had not find time to meet&lt;br /&gt;5) fly somewhere with my friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1410304042380050323?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1410304042380050323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1410304042380050323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1410304042380050323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1410304042380050323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/10/itll-be-nice-if-i-could.html' title='It&apos;ll be nice if i could..'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8814154718710479369</id><published>2008-10-12T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:27:48.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>differences...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SPHfIozLcKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/G5ZJFKMZFrg/s1600-h/dolphin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256227579602104482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SPHfIozLcKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/G5ZJFKMZFrg/s200/dolphin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I googled images for differences and found this... this is so coolZ! ... a very apt photo!! kekeke! i love it! a GREAT reminder.. must print out... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;differences are not always bad although it brings some discomfort... &amp;amp; uncertainties... to us this year i experienced many differences to my life... my family, my colleagues, my friends, my boss, my workscope, my involvement in church, my availability, my social life... and i'm learning loads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one is able to effectively manage differences, differences are able to enlarge &amp;amp; enrich one's life more abundantly... I hope i can continue learning through all these differences... and learn to take life less seriously esp things of my human centred views, goals and perceptions... pray more, read His word more diligently... embracing and yielding to what God has willed... remembering my purpose to live for God and no one else..&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/20184641-8814154718710479369?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8814154718710479369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8814154718710479369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8814154718710479369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8814154718710479369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/10/differences.html' title='differences...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SPHfIozLcKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/G5ZJFKMZFrg/s72-c/dolphin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5422285808750665261</id><published>2008-10-03T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:09:44.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>even though a thousand fall by my side</title><content type='html'>my supervisor sent me this indonesian song translated in chinese.. certainly speaks of what i would want to declare from my heart... there's chinese &amp;amp; english version! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chinese version and english seems to be a bit different in terms of the lyrics... the chinese lyrics seems to be more inline with what i wanna sing. so i decided to put both for your listening pleasure.. coz the english version is sung very well.. chinese version i think is live worship...  eh... a bit charismatic.. but still a pleasing worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although my  devotional song is still the hokkien song reminding me of God's unchanging love for me. :) so i left it... (so now got 3 music files in my blog) =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5422285808750665261?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5422285808750665261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5422285808750665261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5422285808750665261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5422285808750665261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/10/even-though-thousand-fall-by-my-side.html' title='even though a thousand fall by my side'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1266884961119387549</id><published>2008-10-01T17:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:56:41.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walau Seribu Rebah - (Even though a thousand fall)</title><content type='html'>Mercies that rise with the new morn&lt;br /&gt;Set me apart as a new born&lt;br /&gt;Each moment I live, by faith I believe&lt;br /&gt;With You I'm never alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness may come, trials seem so long&lt;br /&gt;You are the light I depend on&lt;br /&gt;Through valleys and storms, Your word keeps me strong&lt;br /&gt;My shelter, refuge and song&lt;br /&gt;I trust in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I live&lt;br /&gt;I know You are my God&lt;br /&gt;I lift my face and look to you my Lord&lt;br /&gt;Even when the mountains tremble &amp;amp; a thousand fall...&lt;br /&gt;I will stand with You&lt;br /&gt;My Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Take my all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1266884961119387549?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1266884961119387549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1266884961119387549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1266884961119387549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1266884961119387549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/10/walau-seribu-rebah-even-though-thousand.html' title='Walau Seribu Rebah - (Even though a thousand fall)'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4379258847300152443</id><published>2008-09-30T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T17:03:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus You love me...</title><content type='html'>Not sure how many understands Hokkien... I bought this CD of lovely hokkien songs for my grandma which I believe ministered to me more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you do understand Hokkien, it speaks so much to my soul during this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the wind comes from?&lt;br /&gt;Who does understands how one feels?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus You love me, this I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When does the rain comes?&lt;br /&gt;Who do I depend on?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus You love me, this I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will depend on Him in my life&lt;br /&gt;When I am lonely without companion&lt;br /&gt;Your words fill me&lt;br /&gt;When I have nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;You are my Shepherd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be near to You&lt;br /&gt;Follow your decrees&lt;br /&gt;Jesus You love me&lt;br /&gt;You will lead me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves me, Yes I know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4379258847300152443?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4379258847300152443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4379258847300152443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4379258847300152443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4379258847300152443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/jesus-loves-me.html' title='Jesus You love me...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-7734462046977045378</id><published>2008-09-30T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:40:25.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T_T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I’ve always loved to attend weddings… once in a life time event marking the start of a significant milestone of one’s life where your life now, is journeyed as a pair… One of those weddings I cannot bear to miss would be those of my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the weddings I’ve certainly anticipated much must have been hers. I’ve prayed for her life partner before I saw him. Meeting her boyfriend was an answered prayer (despite the initial shock). As I looked at her wedding photos, it touched my heart even more to see how truly lovely she looked and also how her husband-to-be looked… I thank God for enabling that. Over the years of journeying with her, seeing how she faithfully waited for this joyous day that marks how God fulfils His promise of taking care of her, makes her wedding an even more anticipated event to me. I did not just hope to attend it; I would have hoped to be more involved in a major way. In fact, I’ve thought about her wedding so long ago… &amp;amp; it’s finally coming… She’s been such a treasure &amp;amp; yes, a treasured friend. I’ve often wondered how I could have been a better friend to perhaps make me feel better sharing this undeserving friendship where I’ve often felt she gave more no matter how I’ve tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I believe honors a good friend is being a part of significant events with them. I’ve missed her 21st bday celebration and it has always been my regret. How could I miss her big day this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in this year, being in such helpless situations where I began to recognize indeed God is God and no man can ever be in control of anything. And I experience this more in this very moment as I go through the fear of not being able to attend a good friend’s wedding no matter how much I’ve anticipated, desired to be involved &amp;amp; would hate myself so much if I had to miss it… I feared this since the beginning of the year where I saw my grandma in and out of hospital several times each month… Each time this fear came, I continued to believe that in the loving Grace of God &amp;amp; in His lovingkindness, He would not rob me of this chance to attend, help and participate in her wedding. But as her wedding draws nearer, my fears grew bigger… my grandma’s health never got better and uncertainties grew surer… &amp;amp; in a moment like this, I cannot help but willfully asked God ‘Of the so so many things that are already happening, why would you be so unfair to me even in this?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one of life’s greatest pain other than losing one’s loved ones, is also not being able to fulfil the things you hope to do for someone you loved &amp;amp; treasured…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, would Your Grace be sufficient for me till her wedding day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-7734462046977045378?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7734462046977045378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=7734462046977045378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7734462046977045378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7734462046977045378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/tt.html' title='T_T'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1575891221306441564</id><published>2008-09-29T06:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T06:48:23.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely sight fr the oximeter 100% oxygen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SOAJtsFE2oI/AAAAAAAAAY0/k5EruL31DPM/s1600-h/image-upload-75-702313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SOAJtsFE2oI/AAAAAAAAAY0/k5EruL31DPM/s320/image-upload-75-702313.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;100 marks hav always been desired huh... For the young till old. My grandma's been gaining high scores.. Above 90-100 marks..  Keke!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1575891221306441564?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1575891221306441564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1575891221306441564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1575891221306441564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1575891221306441564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/lovely-sight-fr-oximeter-100-oxygen.html' title='Lovely sight fr the oximeter 100% oxygen'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SOAJtsFE2oI/AAAAAAAAAY0/k5EruL31DPM/s72-c/image-upload-75-702313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-482152556057955743</id><published>2008-09-24T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:07:05.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to...</title><content type='html'>1) care more about God and His word rather than rushing to do things seemingly for Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) care more about loving the people close to me rather than striving for achievements in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) care more about the time I spend with people from my heart rather than about how they see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) care more about the quality of my work rather than how much tasks I can complete in the shortest time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-482152556057955743?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/482152556057955743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=482152556057955743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/482152556057955743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/482152556057955743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-to.html' title='I want to...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-9101626139794502423</id><published>2008-09-24T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:02:31.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One desire - Lenny Leblanc</title><content type='html'>If I could have one desire&lt;br /&gt;Before my life is through&lt;br /&gt;Even in my darkest night&lt;br /&gt;My light would shine for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;Anchor of my soul&lt;br /&gt;In a world that's turned upside down&lt;br /&gt;I want You to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my faithful friend&lt;br /&gt;The One that I lean on&lt;br /&gt;You always understand&lt;br /&gt;With all that I amI'll give You the deepest devotion I know&lt;br /&gt;With all my strength&lt;br /&gt;I won't let You go&lt;br /&gt;As I look to You above&lt;br /&gt;I will give You all my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have one desire&lt;br /&gt;Before my life comes through&lt;br /&gt;I will tell my heart to burn with fire&lt;br /&gt;For no one else but You&lt;br /&gt;This is my one desire...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-9101626139794502423?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/9101626139794502423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=9101626139794502423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/9101626139794502423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/9101626139794502423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-desire-lenny-leblanc.html' title='One desire - Lenny Leblanc'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5089512852806190645</id><published>2008-09-19T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:30:14.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A time for everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" &lt;em&gt;a time to be born and a time to die,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to plant and a time to uproot,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to kill and a time to heal,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to tear down and a time to build,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to weep and a time to laugh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to mourn and a time to dance,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to embrace and a time to refrain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to search and a time to give up,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to keep and a time to throw away,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to tear and a time to mend,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to be silent and a time to speak,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a time to love and a time to hate,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a time for war and a time for peace..&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a special season for me... &amp;amp; i realised i'm not fitting in coz i'm still living on my past efforts... I'm starting a new season... and so it's a time I may not be having the usual fun... but it's a new season ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'll reap the fun another time... now's the time i'm working on it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5089512852806190645?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5089512852806190645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5089512852806190645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5089512852806190645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5089512852806190645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-for-everything.html' title='A time for everything'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8786695783114841507</id><published>2008-09-15T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:41:26.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living to worship &amp; give You praise O Lord</title><content type='html'>While in the toilet arguing with God one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;' Why am I in this state in this situation?? What have I not done enough? sure I am not perfect but hasn't I tried to do what is right and what you wanted? I just do not have enough strength and capacity to go on in this state.. if you want me to, then give me sth to keep me going... like you always did... why did you not help me this time? why can't i hear you? you said you will answer me when i call unto you? i'm calling!!! why hasn't you answered or give me any answer to keep me going?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'have you really tried to accept my will and seek me to help you?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well at this point of checking on myself, i realized due to the high anxiety things that is happening at home, although i did pray to Him out of desperation, i haven't seek Him and listen to what He is trying to say, which may be what I needed to keep going... sure i haven't been too happy as well on having to embrace the situation laid before me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dunno how to settle down to read the word or read from where when so much is happening each day... I decided to tune in to worship songs for a start.. and it helped remind me a lot about what am I here for and living for... Here's a recent song that speaks to my soul... in a lively manner which really uplifts me... from the 'pit' for the past 3 weeks.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to rejoice each day living my best for Him... that's all that matters.. Dun have to plan to do great things by the end of the year or 3 years down the road... One who is faithful with little things will be given more... Let me learn to be faithful for 1 day ... every 1 day... day by day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I even live to worship &amp;amp; give Him praise faithfully for just 1 day? &amp;amp; to keep that up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8786695783114841507?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8786695783114841507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8786695783114841507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8786695783114841507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8786695783114841507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/living-to-worship-give-you-praise-o.html' title='Living to worship &amp; give You praise O Lord'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-553362809885963662</id><published>2008-09-14T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:58:08.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live to worship &amp; give Him praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lyrics to Live To Worship - Point Of Grace :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple offering is all that we bring&lt;br /&gt;We give our lives, claim You as King&lt;br /&gt;We are Your servants and before You we bow&lt;br /&gt;With every breath we make this vow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;We will live to worship, give You praise&lt;br /&gt;With all our hearts for all our days&lt;br /&gt;Father we want to do what&lt;br /&gt;You created us to&lt;br /&gt;We will live to worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our every moment is a gift of Your grace&lt;br /&gt;We are all Yours, now and always&lt;br /&gt;More than just words, oh Lord, the cry of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Is to let our lives speak of how great You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;You are worthy, You are holy You alone are deserving&lt;br /&gt;You are holy, You are worthyYou alone are deserving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-553362809885963662?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/553362809885963662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=553362809885963662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/553362809885963662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/553362809885963662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/live-to-worship-give-him-praise.html' title='live to worship &amp; give Him praise'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-142302624959580979</id><published>2008-09-07T23:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:02:50.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 highest commandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1) Love the Lord my God with all my heart and mind and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wonder how much of this highest and most important commandment from God am I living out the every day of my life... can't quite understand why my spirit gets wearied so easily and perhaps it is in a time like this for me, it's a test of how much of me i live for Him... It's a saddening fact to wonder if my answer is 'a little' all this while... despite the seeming costs i tried to bear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;2) Love your neighbour as yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One of those things that zaps my energy i believe is forming self-centred relationships... &amp;amp; not forming God-centred ones... no one relationship, anyone, anything or any situations can make our lives complete... and in forming self-centred relationships, we hurt others and ourselves... getting trap in a downward spiral of disappointments one after the other.. if we can only form God-centred relationships... all things &amp;amp; all relationships at whichever stage, in whatever situation, lies in the sovereign control of God.. then certainly, there's not going to lead to so much distress in this world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's why in heaven, we'll all be happy... finally being able to live out all that we are created to do and fulfill perfectly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help us now.. till we get there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-142302624959580979?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/142302624959580979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=142302624959580979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/142302624959580979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/142302624959580979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-highest-commandments.html' title='2 highest commandments'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8453558354405753166</id><published>2008-09-03T22:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:41:16.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a time of peeling layers of 'me' away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SL6m_gmynbI/AAAAAAAAAYk/A6AFcM32Qf8/s1600-h/SkyCloudsBlueScatted1832-706827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241810626320440754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="164" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SL6m_gmynbI/AAAAAAAAAYk/A6AFcM32Qf8/s200/SkyCloudsBlueScatted1832-706827.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its been raining everyday since my grandma got into ICU. Been spending my everyday in ttsh, praying and singing to my grandma.. and at intervals where i'm not in ICU, i'll be staring into the clouds at the highest level of the building... calling out to God in my heart... wanting so very much to hear from Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Psalms 4:1 and as I look at everything, everyone &amp;amp; everywhere around me, I recite this verse in my heart &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" Answer me when I call to you, O my righteous God. Give me relief from my distress; be merciful to me and hear my prayer.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wearied emotionally, wondering when there'll be an end &amp;amp; where everything will lead to each day..? what am i to do with my life now... with everything coming to a standstill?... i can't quite recall a time i got into a stuck and dreadful situation where i contemplated giving up my faith but this time i felt so dreadfully upset with God... I am just &lt;em&gt;not happy&lt;/em&gt;... and i've lost so much this year.. what more should you still want from me? (if you want to take her away, why leave me and my family to dwell in such long days of uncertainty with emotional upheavels daily)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Each time i pray for my grandma, and sing her songs about God's presence, i feel that i'm singing to myself to remember. Today, i felt that i can't pray anymore.. and i dunno what to pray for anymore... i can't pray for her to be sustaining or better gradually each day esp when she is so ill &amp;amp; suffering and seeing her sustaining or gradually better each day makes her suffer longer... yet i can't exactly pray for her to go @ this uncertain stage although i do sometimes but my family seems to be praying differently from me... i dunno what to pray for her, i dunno what to pray for my family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was afraid and wondered if i'm losing it... how can i even think about not praying or giving up on my faith? I really am just &lt;em&gt;not happy...&lt;/em&gt; can't find joy... then... i remembered this song (below) and i realised what the problem was... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"It's all about You, Jesus.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And all this is for You, for Your glory and your fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's not about me... as if You should do things my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You alone are God &amp;amp; I surrender to your ways"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*click on music video bottom left of my blog page- lovely song &gt;_&lt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why am i thinking about what makes me happy and what i want to do with my time and my life now? &amp;amp; this is primarily causing me the greatest distress... Certainly there're many things i wanna do that makes me happy... but really.. what is life all about? me or God?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SL6n1ZVVqMI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Q2JTTXTtV8E/s1600-h/gl065_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241811552081127618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" height="216" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SL6n1ZVVqMI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Q2JTTXTtV8E/s200/gl065_sm.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what a time of peeling layers of 'me' away this year... indeed as i asked 'what more should you still want from me?' the answer is without any traces left -&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;that belongs to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know i can't do that... but God is helping me to... &amp;amp; even in a time like this, i realised i forgot to remember the beauty of His hands leading my mum, sis and me to pray together, minister to my grandma, pray for her in teochew (until rev Lau reminded us)... this was an impossibility which only thr a time like this, He made it possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;God help me through these uncertain days ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8453558354405753166?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8453558354405753166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8453558354405753166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8453558354405753166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8453558354405753166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-of-peeling-layers-of-me-away.html' title='a time of peeling layers of &apos;me&apos; away'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SL6m_gmynbI/AAAAAAAAAYk/A6AFcM32Qf8/s72-c/SkyCloudsBlueScatted1832-706827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5875395577915651718</id><published>2008-09-03T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:18:58.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Lover of my soul (It's all about You)............. May I never forget this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all about You, Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all this is for You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Your glory and your fame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if You should do things my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You alone are God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I surrender to your ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus, lover of my soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All consuming fire is in Your gaze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus, I want you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will follow you all my days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For no one else in history is like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And history itself belongs to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alpha and Omega, You have loved me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I will share eternity with You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5875395577915651718?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5875395577915651718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5875395577915651718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5875395577915651718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5875395577915651718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/jesus-lover-of-my-soul-its-all-about.html' title='Jesus Lover of my soul (It&apos;s all about You)............. May I never forget this...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4580579203665102812</id><published>2008-09-02T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:48:30.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little sth </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SL1ELYMOYxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/vpP704_EgRs/s1600-h/image-upload-138-709593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SL1ELYMOYxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/vpP704_EgRs/s320/image-upload-138-709593.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;To help me thr my day at ttsh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4580579203665102812?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4580579203665102812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4580579203665102812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4580579203665102812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4580579203665102812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-sth.html' title='A little sth '/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SL1ELYMOYxI/AAAAAAAAAYU/vpP704_EgRs/s72-c/image-upload-138-709593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1408089091385227928</id><published>2008-09-01T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:25:46.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprise at ttsh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SLvDKi3D0NI/AAAAAAAAAYM/G2gr3FIWz6E/s1600-h/image-upload-94-746240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SLvDKi3D0NI/AAAAAAAAAYM/G2gr3FIWz6E/s320/image-upload-94-746240.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My sis' teachers' day gift. They made a teddy bear for her! I love her blue nose:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1408089091385227928?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1408089091385227928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1408089091385227928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1408089091385227928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1408089091385227928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/09/suprise-at-ttsh.html' title='Suprise at ttsh'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SLvDKi3D0NI/AAAAAAAAAYM/G2gr3FIWz6E/s72-c/image-upload-94-746240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2525419176824741137</id><published>2008-08-14T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:38:10.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy, Holy, Holy is Your Name (2X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am belongs to You&lt;br /&gt;All I have comes from You&lt;br /&gt;All my hopes I lay before You Lord&lt;br /&gt;Father give me a yielding heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait on You&lt;br /&gt;I will seek Your Name&lt;br /&gt;Lord pls help me to wait&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to seek&lt;br /&gt;Your Name, Your Holiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plays with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G D C Em D (2X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C D G (2x)&lt;br /&gt;C D G Em&lt;br /&gt;C D G&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2525419176824741137?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2525419176824741137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2525419176824741137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2525419176824741137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2525419176824741137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/08/wait.html' title='wait'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-105034953456939471</id><published>2008-08-11T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:57:13.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SKBPECM6ZtI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/CjJE3RpkVbY/s1600-h/flower2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233269697733617362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SKBPECM6ZtI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/CjJE3RpkVbY/s320/flower2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yah nice flower yah? reminds me of the past weekend where i had some time to myself and to look at the things around me... &lt;p&gt;but well... was pretty pre-occupied... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Constantly whispering 'God help me'... well, it certainly isn't like the nicest feeling if you were to think about it, where you are constantly in the verge of calling out 'God help me, pls help me'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;yah some things just can't get out of my mind, and some things i just can't understand...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;but well... i realised, actually... isn't this how we should live our lives?? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;constantly relying on God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! And that's the whole problem.. we do not commune with God enough whenever we are doing ok... we will naturally slip into the 'relying on our own strength' mode..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so yah... i realised this is what God is wanting me to remember... what's wrong with calling out to Him 'i need you God' daily and very often even in moments of the day? perhaps He has to put me in this state for me to even remember to call on Him... maybe THIS is what i have to be learning... even if it's not in time of need.. then i should be whispering 'Thank God for all this'...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 more things i thought about on my way home in the car:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* We should NEVER get comfortable with things that are not ours and given to us by GRACE... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(2 levels)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1) never get comfortable with things that are not ours but given by friends who blesses us to enjoy out of their grace (e.g. invite me to places i cannot go on my own, buy me stuff i dun buy myself, lend me stuff that are not mine, drive me around... etc..etc..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2) this statement actually also includes basically everything we have right now, which if we were to recognize in the correct perspective - it's never ours and given to us only through God's GRACE... and that's how we ought to live... never get too comfortable with where we are and what we have right now... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;coz when we get too comfortable, that's where we get into trouble with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moving on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in life... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok... that's only for my understanding... &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-105034953456939471?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/105034953456939471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=105034953456939471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/105034953456939471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/105034953456939471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/08/been-thinking.html' title='been thinking'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SKBPECM6ZtI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/CjJE3RpkVbY/s72-c/flower2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-9042275503315840587</id><published>2008-08-11T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:31:08.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>consolidating thoughts and moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my personal time last friday was not long but well... yah i reflected the night before, plus on my way to the park.. etc... i realised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;1) I feel suffocated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;work, people, situations... omgosh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;2) I neglected my interests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;friends, social work, counselling, studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;some corrective actions I wanna do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1) do not spend all my days in a week in YG work&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) talk to&lt;em&gt; friendssssssssssss&lt;/em&gt; dun just talk/ depend on whoever is around u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) re-connect with people I have put aside due to unforeseen circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4) &amp;amp; do not neglect my family when I re-connect with people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5) read more! (books etc..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6) spend regular time with God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7) be still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8) try to play some sports/ exercise/ swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;9) work hard and finish the race this year (dun look back)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;10) remember God daily/ think of Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have a fruitful 5 months!!! &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-9042275503315840587?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/9042275503315840587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=9042275503315840587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/9042275503315840587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/9042275503315840587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/08/consolidating-thoughts-and-moments.html' title='consolidating thoughts and moments'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6387530099259386336</id><published>2008-08-11T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:59:18.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still waiting ... still learning</title><content type='html'>started my year with the theme 'waiting' and 'learning'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mid-point check over the past weekend tells me... i'm still 'waiting' &amp;amp; ' learning'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok... so that's where i am... and still am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6387530099259386336?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6387530099259386336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6387530099259386336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6387530099259386336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6387530099259386336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/08/still-waiting-still-learning.html' title='still waiting ... still learning'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8994420351633026728</id><published>2008-08-04T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:48:53.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new insights from my sharing in JAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord i want to pray for my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i love my friends, i will pray for them and pray &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy sometimes for me to want to be a 'hero' to do things for people, relief them by my own strength which so often is a trap. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Only God, you can heal and help and enable them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord i need to help people or love people with a more prayerful attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to start praying &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; them and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them more before i help or do anything for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to not make them thank me or be grateful to me, but to God, whom i am only a channel that reminds &amp;amp; bring them back to who their helper and redeemer is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8994420351633026728?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8994420351633026728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8994420351633026728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8994420351633026728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8994420351633026728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-insights-from-my-sharing-in-jap.html' title='new insights from my sharing in JAP'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5607987124232784776</id><published>2008-08-02T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:53:26.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trusting God in this instance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;what does that mean? each season of my life, trusting God demands tt i let go of different things i hold dear to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting God in this instance means... it doesn't matter what I can do now (esp. when i felt stifled as to what I can and cannot do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is to come will come, what is to last will last regardless of what I do... if i've done my best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me give my heart to you in this season... it's difficult.. esp in relationships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5607987124232784776?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5607987124232784776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5607987124232784776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5607987124232784776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5607987124232784776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/08/trusting-god-in-this-instance.html' title='trusting God in this instance'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5548065452895029519</id><published>2008-07-26T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:22:34.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so cute! keke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SIsclqHjxYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0p7ssSbptrY/s1600-h/DSC01778.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227303225780323714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SIsclqHjxYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0p7ssSbptrY/s320/DSC01778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; look alike? (I meant the beanie and my grandma) hahaha! such a pity it's blurred... &gt;_&lt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I thank God every week we can bring her out... despite the hassle, i salute my family for persevering week after week, 'loading and unloading' my grandma from house to wheelchair, from wheelchair to car... then from car to wheelchair and from wheelchair to restaurant.. then from restaurant to wheelchair, then wheelchair to car then from car to wheelchair... then from wheelchair to bed... finally home... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;each time needing 3-4 people... and i guess, that's what bonds my family.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In all things, God works for the good indeed. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5548065452895029519?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5548065452895029519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5548065452895029519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5548065452895029519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5548065452895029519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-cute-keke.html' title='so cute! keke!'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SIsclqHjxYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0p7ssSbptrY/s72-c/DSC01778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5281137150554975451</id><published>2008-07-24T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:53:08.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus, Beautiful Saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jesus, beautiful saviour&lt;br /&gt;God of all majesty&lt;br /&gt;Risen king&lt;br /&gt;Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;Holy and righteous&lt;br /&gt;Blessed redeemer&lt;br /&gt;Bright morning star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the heavens shout your praise&lt;br /&gt;All creation bow to worship you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful, how beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Name above every name, exalted high&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful, how beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus your name&lt;br /&gt;name above every name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I will sing forever, Jesus i love you, Jesus i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5281137150554975451?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5281137150554975451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5281137150554975451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5281137150554975451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5281137150554975451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/07/jesus-beautiful-saviour_24.html' title='Jesus, Beautiful Saviour'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4593404776828597639</id><published>2008-07-24T00:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:52:44.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus, Beautiful Saviour...i need u</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Just came back from the last day of WCC... finally met my idol Dr Wei-Jen Huang, and as how he has impacted my life through listening to a CD from him, certainly hearing from him these 3 days makes my admiration for him more real.. I truely am thankful for the beautiful life God has shaped him and the beautiful stories he shared from his speech and his life and his marital r/s with his wife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also glean a lot from the worship sessions of these 3 days... one song most beautiful to me is the song of my title 'Jesus, Beautiful Saviour' from Planet Shakers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during these 3 days, as much as i've learnt so much, somehow i still do not quite grasp all aspects of my life esp one particular friendship.. one of which i turn to God and say to Him many times, i really can't do it anymore... and if my friends were to understand, i seldom ever say 'i can't do it'... T_T but yes, i can't... i will hang on.. &amp;amp; hanging on i hope would also be a journey of my worship and devotion to God... as i look forward to that one day i will say, it is by God's grace He led me to where i am in this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serving where i am this year has been so hard.. not the physical work... but having to truely serve God 100% with my heart, for I am in a position, i have literally nothing except to serve Him and live for Him... i have no money, no annual leave, no achievements.. and to be suddenly struck with the sheer difficulty coming from me to truely serve Him is a humbling experience... haven't i been wanting and striving to serve Him all these years??... perhaps.. and perhaps also always tinted by aspects i can still reserve for my own interest, doing Godly things but also things i love doing and tt brings self-satisfaction.. not that it was intentional but yes, it just came with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is a good year of refining my heart.. and it is only when i can see worldly achievements as a chasing after the wind, and not even derive satisfaction from it, and solely be able to rejoice in the sheer fact of serving my only King, Jesus and Beautiful Saviour that i can safely say i am serving him, wholeheartedly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as of now, dear Lord, i realise i am so unable and needing you so much... there really isn't any one year (no matter how long i have been a Christian, or how much i thought or maybe really have grown) that i can live on my own... the sin of pride &amp;amp; self-centredness will never leave me till i get to heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how i live and serve for the next 5 months of my life here in YG will speak a lot about my readiness to live for God back in FY for the next 4 years... if i can't derive joy within this 5 mths (in this place i know i can only serve God and yield no benefits or achievements), then perhaps, i'm not ready to return.. well i &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; have to return... but i pray Lord, i will be ready then... make me ready...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4593404776828597639?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4593404776828597639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4593404776828597639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4593404776828597639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4593404776828597639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/07/jesus-beautiful-saviour.html' title='Jesus, Beautiful Saviour...i need u'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4655570699756677365</id><published>2008-07-13T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:52:23.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections on pearl moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i'm looking forward to meeting face to face with one of my 'idols' from 2008 WCC... Dr Wei-Jen Huang... and together with in the conference, Dr Tan Siang Yang (local) 'idol' of mine... one of those few people i really look up to in the counselling arena. excellent people with great extent of knowledge and wisdom ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'pearl moments' is introduced by Dr Wei-Jen Huang. seriously cannot remember exactly how he described this concept of 'pearl moments' but can only remember the last time i heard it, my mind was so totally captured by his profundity... the attempts i tried to explain this concept to my friends to share how 'cool' he is just really leaves me disappointed by how unable i am to even regurgitate what he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... just to attempt again so as to blog about it, pearl moments basically are significant moments in our lives. but of course, that's not the entire concept behind 'pearl moments'. Dr Huang first illustrates what a pearl is, the beauty and why it is precious to most women. Pearls are like gems. and what are they used to do? they are usually used to be strung up together - making a precious and beautiful necklace. Dr Huang desribes that life is made up of pearl moments strung together... and so pearl moments are what's important for one to recognize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4655570699756677365?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4655570699756677365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4655570699756677365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4655570699756677365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4655570699756677365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflections-on-pearl-moments.html' title='reflections on pearl moments...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3729109171189529384</id><published>2008-07-03T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:54:07.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i realise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;things aren't the way i wanted and thought it would be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;things dear to you aren't as sustainable as you hope it would be...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;things that always work dun always work all the time in every circumstance and to everyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then i realise...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to remember God is the one that walks before me to lay the path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to remember to be willing to wait.. wait... WAIT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3729109171189529384?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3729109171189529384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3729109171189529384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3729109171189529384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3729109171189529384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-i-realise.html' title='when i realise...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4329782654380480677</id><published>2008-07-01T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:39:37.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just wanna sing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=) tonight i just wanna sing this song... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God I thank you and know that it is always You who is working... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I thank you for encouraging me in the work I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wanna give up but pressed on by Your strength.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank you for this Grace.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love has been sweet... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wanna remember to walk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;with you all my days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you memorized and constantly on my mind... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lord I thank you for A, D, M, T, K..., J, A, X, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;every soul you've place in my path it will be You who enables... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I deserve none of that Grace and trust&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and only You could melt any heart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep me faithful Lord.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep me having one desire that is to burn with fire for You... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me have an undivided heart.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna wanna wanna remember to walk with you all my days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I want you memorized&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and constantly on my mind... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thanx ray! for lending me the CD... &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4329782654380480677?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4329782654380480677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=4329782654380480677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4329782654380480677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/4329782654380480677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-wanna-sing.html' title='just wanna sing...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5404724561217546570</id><published>2008-07-01T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:41:08.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Artist : Point of grace&lt;br /&gt;Song : By heart&lt;br /&gt;Words &amp;amp; music by sean hosein, dane deviller&lt;br /&gt;and pam sheyne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your shining light&lt;br /&gt;Has changed my life&lt;br /&gt;It’s like I’ve found my way home&lt;br /&gt;I know you’re near&lt;br /&gt;Hear you loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;I could live on this feeling alone&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go you are right there beside me&lt;br /&gt;Anytime of night or day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Your name is on my lips&lt;br /&gt;Your love I can’t resist&lt;br /&gt;Got to be with you wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I want you memorized&lt;br /&gt;So when I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do, is keep loving you&lt;br /&gt;By heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have to see&lt;br /&gt;See you to believe&lt;br /&gt;That your not going away&lt;br /&gt;I know you’ll be&lt;br /&gt;Watching over me&lt;br /&gt;You’re the shelter that’s keeping me safe&lt;br /&gt;I know your arms they can&lt;br /&gt;Reach out to hold me&lt;br /&gt;Even when I’m feeling alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comes naturally&lt;br /&gt;Like every breath I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Don’t have to think&lt;br /&gt;It’s second nature to me&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And you are there with me&lt;br /&gt;You know me you see me&lt;br /&gt;You hear me&lt;br /&gt;You heal me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5404724561217546570?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5404724561217546570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5404724561217546570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5404724561217546570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5404724561217546570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2965810295464340017</id><published>2008-06-29T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:32:14.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm still thinking...</title><content type='html'>how does friendships get precious &amp;amp; dear to your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;does a friend becomes more dear to you coz he/ she does so much for you and pursues you with love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;does a friend becomes so dear to you coz you choose so much to love and pursues him/her with love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;seems a long time i did a poll from my blog.. but sure.. all are welcome to help share ur views... do you choose option 1 or 2?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;in every friendship i realise, it not necessarily consist of 2 of the above components concurrently in order for it to be a precious &amp;amp; dear r/s to you...  (i.e. a precious friendship does not always result when you chose to love and she/he chose to love back) &amp;amp; well... i dunno the answer to this... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sometimes i always felt to a certain precious r/s it's coz 'she did so much for me!!..  oh my gosh!' and sometimes to another friendship as precious but there's so much struggles within but coz i cared so much &amp;amp; still want so much to love her that it is as precious as the former.. and it just can't be compared like which is more precious or important to you.. it's just different..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and sure... it's a good variety of precious r/s i have.. coz it means i'm surrounded by lovely people.. people who chose to love me and people whom i dearly love-- of course consisting of those who chose to love me so sacrificially... &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2965810295464340017?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2965810295464340017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2965810295464340017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2965810295464340017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2965810295464340017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-still-thinking.html' title='i&apos;m still thinking...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-2195874915329781826</id><published>2008-06-28T23:10:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:22:34.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..a taste of some free..dom...</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah... '&lt;em&gt;taste'&lt;/em&gt; a little of this lively, jazzy music from my friends' ginny owens cd.. =) I'm glad i'm blogging a little more which probably means my life is gaining a little sanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok.. i lost my voice for 3 whole days and this episode certainly makes me appreciate my voice a WHOLE lot more! i did not know how i still went for a 'worship' practise... &amp;amp; yah i just couldn't sing.. felt really bad.. but glad it pulled through with God's grace.. and i wasn't scolded by anyone.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came home and had time to think and do a few cool things... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;played guit &amp;amp; piano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and for once realised how important my voice is coz for once i wanted to sing and express myself by singing and i can't... i can only imagine myself singing along as i play... that's really yah... half expressing myself only... and i only realise it today... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why is it that only when we lose something we can recognize how much we loved it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;made some cards&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! via an online website! so cool! and fun! &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thought about...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;friendship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216955493978569666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 461px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="199" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGZZYZOde8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/7eZDxURcHzo/s320/friendship.jpg" width="429" border="0" /&gt; isn't this interesting?? &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;it makes me thought of a friend whom i seldom have the luxury of having words to understand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;her... &amp;amp; having to wonder, ponder for a long while w/o answers.. sometimes i wonder when i will get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the 'words' out to understand more... but then again.. yah, even w/o words, there's understanding gain.. depending&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;on how you see it... &amp;amp; the friendship still exists &amp;amp; still weighs a whole lot of value.. still is... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sweet and dear&lt;/span&gt; to my&lt;/span&gt; heart... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216965857468645730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 405px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="313" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGZizoPCgWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/pxv0bIOIGVw/s320/pravs-j-hold-on-to-friendship.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This really should be my friendship theme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! so well-said! bravo!... esp the last line really grips my heart of how many friends i have not managed to hold on.. but i guess yah life has it's limitations.. and i do have a few I wanna hold on to... but yah, some i wonder if i would be able to hold on to... *sob* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGZbkp-AjTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8rMwhbdlGco/s1600-h/485-true-friendship-is-like.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216957903654653234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" height="349" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGZbkp-AjTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8rMwhbdlGco/s400/485-true-friendship-is-like.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look to my &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;! yup!! I remember a good friend of mine... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;precious and respected...&lt;/em&gt; who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves flowers... white lilies to be exact... I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;thank God this friendship is bestowed on me.. &lt;/span&gt;and could remain with me till now.. and it's been beautiful through the years seeing how God mould and shape our lives and how she truely is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;one who pursues me with her love like how Jesus did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and ok... last but not least.. God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; is good to provide such wonderful souls into my life at different aspects of my life.. workpla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ce, church, personal life, SYFC etc.. that all in time comes to overlap at one point or rather... turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ing it into an array of beautiful moments for me.. and enabling me to live &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;joyfully&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216960039098862130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGZdg9HlSjI/AAAAAAAAAQc/63JNvrzuOM0/s320/classpoohalone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-2195874915329781826?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2195874915329781826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=2195874915329781826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2195874915329781826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/2195874915329781826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/06/taste-of-some-freedom.html' title='..a taste of some free..dom...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGZZYZOde8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/7eZDxURcHzo/s72-c/friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-63863792400785705</id><published>2008-06-24T20:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:22:35.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...reflections during my recuperating day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i hate being sick... &amp;amp; yah i dun like to rest... i enjoy running as in 'running' in life... i'm not sure why i needed to be so 'pia' but i certainly believe it could be due to e.g. what i've shared about the song below, i've missed out too much of my life before i knew Christ.. &amp;amp; then since i knew Him, there's just been never-ending list of things i really wanna do... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGDwxueZ1rI/AAAAAAAAAPs/N25RxHMZOO8/s1600-h/assorted-roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215433105574844082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="283" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGDwxueZ1rI/AAAAAAAAAPs/N25RxHMZOO8/s400/assorted-roses.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i appreciated today's rest. I visited the doc, came home, took the medication and enjoy feeling sedated... but yeah my mind's still thinking.. it was nice to sit on this arm chair and stare at the garden outside my house.. i know i haven't took time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smell the 'roses'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and scary to say, i dun bother.. i'm fine not smelling the roses and i'm happy working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but well, sitting there dozing off and not being able to work today forced me to recognize some good thoughts... i really started asking myself "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do i always wanna achieve something?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" yes i've missed out too much in life before i knew Christ but do i have to keep being and working to be the best? doesn't it tire me? actually it doesn't... even if it is at the expense of my health like what my mum always says.. but wait.. today i realise even if it doesn't bother me, it isn't right! i have a responsibility to take care of my health and to spend time with my family.. i'm spending way too little time to care for them.. and they are always not quite on my list.. sure i eat with them, but my heart's somewhere else... always thinking about work/ projects/ ideas/ people... i gotta stop it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I concluded with some good ideas... to help myself unwind and slow down and spend quality time with people i love and care about... i combined it with the rare things i love but didn't even bother to find time to do.. i love art - painting, making stuff, sewing, handicrafts.. this is possibly one of the slowest pace things i ever even indulge myself in... I'm surprise i could like these things!?! coz everything else in my life is just so super real fast... &amp;amp; i talk so super fast?!?! i'm crazy!!! i speed anything up... and i think i stress people up... does anyone realise i dun make coffee or tea in office? not coz i really want an award but even in YG where there's no such award, i dun make coffee or tea or sip them. I glup! i'm insane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i thought of some things i gotta start doing before my heart probably just stop on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;a) personal therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; time 1x week - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;doing art stuff my hobby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;b) quality time with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;grandma - i believe spending&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;with her is my therapy time to slow down.. coz to really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; spend time with her, i have to slow down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i'm combining these 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. if you hadn't guess, i always struggled spending time with my grandma.. i'll be there with her, my heart somewhere else.. coz things move too slowly... my inner mechanisms just have to have things one after the other that i had to conveniently multi task on other stuff while waiting for my grandma to catch up on my conversation or whatever im doing with her... . but yes.. this is bad... i need to stay with the person... and i love her.. so i hope the art therapy helps me help her.. God pls let me start asap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&amp;amp; i think art is really&lt;/span&gt; one way to help me slow down and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;not kill myself real soon.. i really gonna set aside time to do this.. like go for art exhibition like i've&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;always wanted to.. speak with the recent artist who came back to s'pore... and see if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that sparked off any ideas for real art therapy i can study and practise 5 years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yes.. slowing down will help me remember God... and to know i'm living for Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm telling myself "&lt;em&gt;you really don't need to achieve anything to gain that security and love from Him..."&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; anyone can be outstanding by spending time on whatever skills you wanna be outstanding on.. but only the one who seeks Him first can stand out from the rest.. to be good in something &amp;amp; let that translate to be a blessing to people around you. if what you are good in cannot be a blessing, then what good does it do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In summary of the things i wanna remember:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGDxgcSfMYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TX3pyM0Ljyg/s1600-h/l3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215433908146876802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="224" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGDxgcSfMYI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TX3pyM0Ljyg/s400/l3.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1) Have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;weekly personal therapy time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to remember why you are on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Spend time with people u love and tell them and be there with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Remain in the vine so you can bear fruits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Remember 'remain in God and He will remain in you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The grass given to you IS the greenest&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Seize opportunities given to you. never look the other side. No point looking at the greener pastures the other end when it is not yours, &amp;amp; forcing it, once you get there, it will turn brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love the Lord Your God with all your heart and mind and soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; Enjoy living for Him alone, seize every opportunity to share that joy and purpose of knowing Him and making Him known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) in relating with people,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it is not what you can do to successfully handle them that matters most all the time, but how much you really cared for them from God's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-63863792400785705?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/63863792400785705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=63863792400785705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/63863792400785705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/63863792400785705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/06/reflections-during-my-recuperating-day.html' title='...reflections during my recuperating day...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SGDwxueZ1rI/AAAAAAAAAPs/N25RxHMZOO8/s72-c/assorted-roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-8607381690269283440</id><published>2008-06-07T19:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:05:29.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...grateful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;here's a recent song that really speaks to my heart as i'm preparing for the ALL GIRLS camp, which certainly is like a dream come true.. as i'm listening to this song &amp;amp; sharing it to link to the gospel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song certainly speaks of how i was like when i was younger as a teenager... Always looking for outward approval from people.. and wanting to be accepted and belonged and believing that the way to get there is to be the most popular and most beautiful.. and constantly getting disappointed no matter how hard i've tried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what this song sings about right from the start about what i have been waiting and trying.. till the second stanza that speaks of that transformation of my life... "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There's a smile on my face... &amp;amp; a brand new light in my eyes.. It's a new day &amp;amp; I've never felt so alive... I feel as if I could conquer anything... Oh thats what Your love has done for me... &amp;amp; now all I want to be... Is everything You want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" this transformation was so real within me... tt outwardly God led me to do amazing things i never thought, probably no one thought, i could ever do.. one of which i wrote a song about how I've finally found the reason for living... the purpose and direction in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are discussing about personality profiles lately, i suddenly realise because of Christ in my life, my personality also changed.. i was never such a go-getter... probably more of a dreamer and rather passive.. .suddenly my courage towards life soared.. and like what the chorus says.. i suddenly became passionate about many things realising all the chances i have missed.. "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And You call me beautiful &amp;amp; say You've loved me all along &amp;amp; You've always held the keys to unlock my soul... but I didn't know... Now I can finally start to live... Take those chances I have missed... Things will be much different... Now that I know You call me beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this song could truely speak to the girls who have perhaps tried harder than me and fell deeper... May God enter a place in the hearts of these girls through this song... and to see them be able to finally see light in this world, never to be disappointed again by the empty pursuit of weak promises of belonging, security, love and being called beautiful for all the wrong reasons.. &amp;amp; to hear God clearly - calling them as His precious and beautiful child... to find rest, love &amp;amp; security in Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God work through this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-8607381690269283440?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8607381690269283440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=8607381690269283440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8607381690269283440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/8607381690269283440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/06/grateful.html' title='...grateful...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-4147946963152672376</id><published>2008-06-07T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:54:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me beautiful...</title><content type='html'>I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;For a hero who's brave and strong&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;Someone to tell me I belong&lt;br /&gt;So I pretend I'm satisfied&lt;br /&gt;And I stand watching on the sidelines&lt;br /&gt;Till You pull me into the light&lt;br /&gt;And say, "It's Your turn now,Welcome to your life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)And You call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And say You've loved me all along&lt;br /&gt;And You've always held the keys to unlock my soul&lt;br /&gt;Oh You call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;There's a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;And a brand new light in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day&lt;br /&gt;And I've never felt so alive&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I could conquer anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh thats what Your love has done for me&lt;br /&gt;And now all I want to be&lt;br /&gt;Is everything You want me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)And You call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;And say You've loved me all along&lt;br /&gt;And You've always held the keys To unlock my soul&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't know-Now I can finally start to live&lt;br /&gt;Take those chances I have missed&lt;br /&gt;Things will be much different&lt;br /&gt;Now that I knowYou call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;The story is better than I could dream after all&lt;br /&gt;Now this is reality&lt;br /&gt;To know You and to hear You call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can finally start to live&lt;br /&gt;Take those chances I have missed&lt;br /&gt;Things will be much different&lt;br /&gt;Now that I know&lt;br /&gt;Now that I knowYou call me beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ginny Owens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-4147946963152672376?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4147946963152672376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-1057554342979788867</id><published>2008-05-12T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:00:21.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singing this song again</title><content type='html'>God.. dear God... i'm singing this song for you again... teach me, guide me and help me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, October 30, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="1221724752254024615"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2007/10/never-giving-up.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never giving up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my misery, God gave me a song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verses: (E, A, B, C#m, A, B)&lt;br /&gt;Lord You've told me so..&lt;br /&gt;That Your love for me&lt;br /&gt;Stands forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord You've told me so..&lt;br /&gt;That Your will for me&lt;br /&gt;Stands perfectly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge: (C#m, G#m, C#m, B, A, B)&lt;br /&gt;I've believed in You&lt;br /&gt;yet I've failed you too&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never give up&lt;br /&gt;(never give up, never give up) -draft 2 (A, B, A, B)&lt;br /&gt;on this race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: (E, A, B, C#m... A, B, E)&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave my past behind me now&lt;br /&gt;Taking on the cross for Christ again&lt;br /&gt;I'll press on to the goal ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;Winning for the prize you have for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll look up to my Lord my King my Father&lt;br /&gt;Pleading for Your watch close by my side&lt;br /&gt;Never let me stray away from the prize&lt;br /&gt;That you have walk before us all to grasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by weiggy at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" title="permanent link" href="http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2007/10/never-giving-up.html" rel="bookmark"&gt;2:34 PM&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Edit Post" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=20184641&amp;amp;postID=1221724752254024615"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-1057554342979788867?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1057554342979788867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=1057554342979788867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1057554342979788867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/1057554342979788867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/05/singing-this-song-again.html' title='singing this song again'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-6382953223781102659</id><published>2008-05-04T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:22:38.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming...</title><content type='html'>dreaming of all the places i wanna go, the things i wanna do.. the things i wanna eat... the people i wanna go out with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that in life, there'll always be seasons of our life we can't be living our dreams.. ? and a season we live by dreaming of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the beauty sometimes is in the process of longing rather than having it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-6382953223781102659?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6382953223781102659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=6382953223781102659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6382953223781102659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/6382953223781102659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/05/dreaming.html' title='dreaming...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-5871282103159857436</id><published>2008-04-25T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:22:35.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at this cute lamb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHcEI6zVmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2LWFfkHlI3Y/s1600-h/image-upload-76-727468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193173809006597730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHcEI6zVmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2LWFfkHlI3Y/s400/image-upload-76-727468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHbY46zVkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3hwTw90u51o/s1600-h/image-upload-76-727468.jpe"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;goo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ss... such&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; a cutie&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHb046zVlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oh7gHZ4IXFk/s1600-h/image-upload-76-727468.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-5871282103159857436?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5871282103159857436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=5871282103159857436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5871282103159857436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/5871282103159857436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-at-this-cute-lamb.html' title='Look at this cute lamb!'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHcEI6zVmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/2LWFfkHlI3Y/s72-c/image-upload-76-727468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-7690123213111782694</id><published>2008-04-25T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:22:35.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A closer look..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHazY6zVjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qKLUC3xbdgU/s1600-h/image-upload-69-777453.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHazY6zVjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qKLUC3xbdgU/s320/image-upload-69-777453.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Love the pink! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-7690123213111782694?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7690123213111782694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=7690123213111782694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7690123213111782694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/7690123213111782694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/04/closer-look.html' title='A closer look..'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHazY6zVjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qKLUC3xbdgU/s72-c/image-upload-69-777453.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20184641.post-3505378772262046420</id><published>2008-04-25T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:22:35.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely gift fr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHaYo6zViI/AAAAAAAAAO8/QwFZZM-lfNA/s1600-h/image-upload-87-770084.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHaYo6zViI/AAAAAAAAAO8/QwFZZM-lfNA/s320/image-upload-87-770084.jpe"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A lovely colleague... So sweet! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20184641-3505378772262046420?l=weiggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3505378772262046420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20184641&amp;postID=3505378772262046420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3505378772262046420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20184641/posts/default/3505378772262046420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weiggy.blogspot.com/2008/04/lovely-gift-fr.html' title='Lovely gift fr...'/><author><name>weiggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00242283372547342555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SeGa6928IeI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OZbg-TsY9sw/S220/Care_Bears_bedtime.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KbgdB9voUzs/SBHaYo6zViI/AAAAAAAAAO8/QwFZZM-lfNA/s72-c/image-upload-87-770084.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
