tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181576502024-03-08T07:15:30.070+08:00WiN-t3r L3-aF...Matthew 6:33...Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.comBlogger626125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-76919249713345966432017-06-09T00:04:00.001+08:002017-06-09T00:04:46.692+08:00明天就是新的开始<div style="text-align: justify;">
心里忐忑不安,很期待聚会但却怛这开始也会是我的终点。不知不觉,祷告的心变得如此的沉重,字语似乎无法描述此刻的我。一个多星期的祷告与期待,等待的就是这一刻。希望上帝对疲惫的我怜悯。谢谢您以诗歌提醒了我,你都在。感恩!<br />
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1 What a friend we have in Jesus,<br />all our sins and griefs to bear!<br />What a privilege to carry<br />everything to God in prayer!<br />O what peace we often forfeit,<br />O what needless pain we bear,<br />all because we do not carry<br />everything to God in prayer!</div>
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2 Have we trials and temptations?<br />Is there trouble anywhere?<br />We should never be discouraged;<br />take it to the Lord in prayer!<br />Can we find a friend so faithful<br />who will all our sorrows share?<br />Jesus knows our every weakness;<br />take it to the Lord in prayer!</div>
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3 Are we weak and heavy laden,<br />cumbered with a load of care?<br />Precious Savior, still our refuge--<br />take it to the Lord in prayer!<br />Do your friends despise, forsake you?<br />Take it to the Lord in prayer!<br />In his arms he'll take and shield you;<br />you wilt find a solace there.</div>
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Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-26908001820238538062015-03-21T23:51:00.000+08:002015-03-21T23:51:08.704+08:00仰望星空<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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“等不到天黑, 你看不见星星的美”</div>
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也许,在最黑暗的时刻, 咋们才可以开始看见光亮的星星。。虽然不了解, 也有了少许的混乱, 但, 今天, 上帝告诉我, “不要怕,只要信”。 即使黑暗渐渐靠近, 我们还是可以抬起头, 仰望着天空的美,因为一概都由他来掌管与安排。 </div>
Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-71067660127876471342013-12-30T00:38:00.003+08:002013-12-30T00:38:48.819+08:00我只能为你画一张小卡片记喧哗的城市里,找不了一个属于自己的地方。<br />
茫茫人海中,看见了自己的微小。<br />
看见他人脸上挂着的微笑,心里开始觉得生活似乎是一场梦。<br />
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曾经因为一个夕阳,一朵漂浮的云,抬头仰望着天空,就会觉得兴奋, 快乐。<br />
但, 现在,又有多少人以失去了这平凡的幸福?<br />
可能你会自我安慰的说,“明天还看得见啊,为何那么注重这种小事?”<br />
然而,现在的我,就只想看今天的云彩与夕阳。<br />
一旦过去了,就只剩下,淡淡的悔意与挽不回的过去。 <br />
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心情不好时,我都喜欢游泳。<br />
像只鱼缸里的鱼,向前冲,到了尽头,转个身,依旧前进。<br />
然后才发觉,原来,我一直在“鱼缸”里徘徊, 无法逃出缸外的世界。<br />
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一句“你好吗?”始终说不出口。 <br />
从熟悉到陌生,才发现,原来世上的情,似乎没能长久。<br />
我的离去,应该是你喜悦的开始。 <br />
那就让我默默地离去,寻找一个属于我的地方。<br />
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-晚安- Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5754937576920006722013-05-22T19:35:00.001+08:002013-05-22T19:35:57.045+08:00When books became friend :)<p>Too many think too lightly of sin, and therefore think lightly of the Saviour.  </p>
<p>He who has stood before his God, convicted and condemned, with the rope about his neck,  is the man to weep for joy when he is pardoned, to hate the evil which has been forgiven him, and to live to the honour of the Reformer by whose blood he has been cleansed. </p>
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God's precepts are righteous and just, <br />
rejocing the heart and the mind, <br />
and all His commandments are pure, <br />
enlightning the eyes of the blind. <br />
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The fear of the Lord is most clean, <br />
for ever unmoved has it stood, <br />
His judgements are perfect and true, <br />
in all things most righteous and good. <br />
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Such treasures no gold can supply, <br />
such sweetness no honey afford, <br />
and they who its warnings obey, <br />
shall find an abundant reward. <br />
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O who can his errors discern? <br />
from hidden faults, Lord keep me free<br />
let pride never reign in my heart, <br />
and clear of great sin I shall be<br />
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I pray that my words and my thoughts, <br />
may all with Your precepts accord, <br />
and ever be pleasing to You, <br />
my Rock, my Redeemer, my Lord<br />
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Psalter, 1912Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-18778775693779778132012-06-28T12:27:00.000+08:002012-06-28T12:27:59.978+08:00Jer 31:33The law that once was placed by God <br />
on tablets made of stone<br />
is now engraved on ev'ry heart<br />
whom Christ has called His own. <br />
These words that once condemned for sins<br />
and showed the wrath of God <br />
are now the Christian's great delight, <br />
made precious by the blood. <br />
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The Lord is God and He alone<br />
is worthy of our love;<br />
for He has raised us from the pit <br />
to dwell with Him above. <br />
The Lord is jealous of our love; <br />
all idols He abhors, <br />
but those, in spirit and in truth, <br />
who seek Him He adores. <br />
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How precious are the names of God <br />
His nature they declare;<br />
but those who use His name in vain, <br />
the wrath of God will bear.<br />
And precious is the Sabbath day, <br />
the gath'ring of the church <br />
who come expectant of their Lord, <br />
His word to know and search. <br />
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The Lord has said that we must love<br />
and honour we must give <br />
to fathers, mothers He has giv'n<br />
to teach us how to live. <br />
All murder, theft, adultery, <br />
all coveting and lies; <br />
these sins the Christian must forsake, <br />
lest him God will chastise. <br />
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All those who cast aside these words<br />
and spurn them in this day<br />
do show that they are not of God<br />
despite what they may say <br />
for what are these Ten Words but this;<br />
the woll of God revealed?<br />
For unto love to God and man <br />
the saints are saved and sealed. <br />
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Kenneth A PulsShan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-51787813650599549932012-05-22T23:37:00.000+08:002012-05-22T23:40:52.974+08:00不要问, 就。。 真的不要问。。<div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;">
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告诉自己不准哭, 但泪依然情不止经的流下。。。 在此刻, 我真的好想投入你的怀里, 紧紧的抱着你, 告诉你我爱你。。 真的狠不得现在就出现在你面前, 握着你的双手, 陪伴你走这艰熬的路程。 虽然不能分担你的痛, 但, 只要在你身旁就好。。。 哪怕是那一秒钟, 我也不愿离弃。 </div>
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好难学习的功课。。 珍惜眼前人。。。 不要等待, 因为, 一旦错过, 就真的回不去了。。。 </div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-45416205306224068402012-05-09T11:17:00.003+08:002012-05-09T11:17:42.688+08:00A listening ears....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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-Anon-</div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-51354518950719043372012-04-23T14:47:00.000+08:002012-04-23T14:47:03.728+08:00The road not taken....<div style="text-align: center;">
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走向生活的另一个阶段, 是何时开始, 何时结束, 无人能解答, 但, 唯一确定就是我需要从天来的一股庞大力量,踏出第一步. 成功率偏底, 但, 仍不想气馁或放弃...</div>
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走向人生的另一个阶段, 寂寞与孤单似乎在前方等待我的来临, 即使如此, 他的爱给于我勇气, 力量往前迈进...</div>
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虽这是一段不起眼的路程, 对于他人来说, 这也不是一段好路, 但, 我的选着依然不变, 我... 依然选着了走向一段少许人会走的路...</div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-71821192237294253382012-03-27T10:27:00.002+08:002012-03-27T10:44:44.552+08:00The Car Park Lot<div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;"> <img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e7/Pilgrim%27s_Progress_2.JPG/200px-Pilgrim%27s_Progress_2.JPG" /></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(Taken from: </span><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e7/Pilgrim%27s_Progress_2.JPG/200px-Pilgrim%27s_Progress_2.JPG"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e7/Pilgrim%27s_Progress_2.JPG/200px-Pilgrim%27s_Progress_2.JPG</span></a><span style="font-size: xx-small;">)</span></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Finally, the big wave has subsided. Calm and serene working environment once again knocked on my door. There shall be no more working late or sleepless nights for now; nonetheless, my biological clock is still haywire as expected. Somehow, being able to sit down in a coffee shop with soothing music playing at the background, sipping a cup of hot chocolate and writing this post, truly is a luxury for me. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">How was I feeling on a Monday? To be honest? I felt crappy…. You might say that it is normal to have Monday blues, but I disagree with that. After many months of sleeping and waking up late, that pattern of life seems to be imprinted on my mind and became a habit that I struggle to break from. Time and strength from God are truly needed to readjust my biological clock as well as to give my body a rest. Well, let go to an interesting incident that I encountered rather than listening to my babbling here (But since when I don’t babble?)... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I arrived to the office early in the morning, the sky was just about to brighten up and the sun was slowly rising. Why would I want to be in the office so early when I can opt to sleep longer? Answer….. Parking… Parking is always an issue for there will always be insufficient car park lot for all the employees and students here. Even if you have the thoughts of paying for a car park lot, there isn’t such space for your car if you are late/ on time for work! Double parking is a norm and police force somehow enjoy coming over to issue summons. From time to time, you can hear the receptionist reporting through the speaker asking the employees to re-park their cars if they have parked on an illegal spot to avoid getting summon. Oh, you will not want to know the details of those countless moments whereby I was privileged to visit the police station and to pay them “tributes” due to illegal parking. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Back to the story, as I was driving around and scouting for a parking, I suddenly spotted a strategic place (aka legal, cooling and very near to my office). Instantly, I stepped on the accelerator, being afraid that others too were eyeing on that spot. ZZZZooooommmmmm I went and that wonderful spot was as though reserved for 633 and no one else could go near it… As I approached the place, to my horror, there were two travel buses parked right in front of the parking lot. My heart sank… No wonder the spot was empty; it was blocked by the buses! ARG!!!!! Amazingly, the buses actually took up at least 4 – 5 car park lots!!!!! I wonder whether they realized that they were taking up those precious spaces. Good news? Looking at the buses, it was obvious that an event was on-going and the buses were actually waiting for the participants to arrive. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I was debating within myself on whether should I wait or should I park my car a little further and walk a little longer… The debate went on and at last I decided to wait for spot. I parked my car right behind those buses and waited patiently for them to leave. It was approximately 735 am when I stopped my engine and waited silently in the car. I picked up a book and started flipping through those pages whilst keeping an eye on the buses. As I was reading, I suddenly spotted that the door of the bus was shut, spontaneously; I placed my hand on my car key, waiting to start the engine if that was the case. Arg, false alarm, the buses seem to shut the door for the air con to be kept inside the buses rather than making a move! </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">After 30 minutes, my heart was pounding fast as the temperature got higher due to the sun (for I was in the car without AC on). I was getting a little uneasy for I was starting to sweat as I read through the pages. The only thing that was playing within my mind was…. When are they leaving? Now? Later? When???? How vainly it was for me to continue on with my reading for my concentration was greatly affected, most of the time, my mind was on the buses! Impatient lady coupled with the heat was not a good combination at all! I was at the verge of giving up and suddenly I saw one of the buses pressed on the brake lights and putting upon its signal. Immediately, my eyes lighten up and my hand was once again upon the key, getting ready to start my engine. AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………… Another false alarm……………………………………… But somehow, a voice within me was asking me to wait and I decided to give it another 5 more minute… </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Time seem to be a killer as I fixed my eyes upon the car park lot. At last, after 5 minute, both buses put on their reverse gear and the signal to leave was on! Wonderful! Start your engine and march on to the lot!!!!!! Yes, as you have guessed it right, I managed to get the strategic car park lot after a long wait. Being satisfied with the result, I marched on to my office and being relief that I was out from the uncomfortable spot.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">As I walked, a thought came instantly to my mind. As a pilgrim on this earth, Christian looked forward to be in the Heavenly home. When can he arrive there, no one knows except God. Just as I was waiting for my parking lot, I was certain that I will get the spot but how long was the wait, I know not. However, one thing I was certain, as I waited for the lot, one should be vigilant and be on her watch, waiting patiently for the bus to leave. Else that spot will be taken. Do I actually have such expectations within my hearts? An expectation that one day I will be in Heaven with our Creator? Do I trust that with Christ’s work on the cross, all my sins are forgiven and He will bring me there safely? Do I constantly put my sight upon the Heavenly Kingdom, not wanting to leave it for being afraid that I will be distracted by other things on earth and slack in my walk? Am I constantly on my watch and doing the right thing while waiting for the Lord’s second coming?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Somehow, the parable of the 10 virgins waiting for the coming of the bridegroom (Refer to Matthew 25:1-13 - http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2025:1-13&version=ESV) and the parable of the unfaithful servant (Refer to Luke 12:41 – 48 - http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke+12%3A41-48&version=ESV) came to my mind. How true it is when Christ was to say “Watch, therefore, for you know neither know the day nor the hour”. But how should one watch? As written in 1 Peter 5: 6 – 11, Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by your brotherhood throughout the world. And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you. To him be the dominion forever and ever. Amen. O Christian, though the wait might be long, though trials and temptations come constantly knocking upon your door but be of good cheer for you have a God that has conquered all things for you. Regardless how heavy laden you are, you can be assured that the Lord is willing and able to give you rest if you call out to Him. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Do not give up hope but persevere on, as what the apostle Paul said, “But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.” Press on; knowing that one day you will arrive there safely for God’s promises are true and loyal. </div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-77366146773350636202012-01-28T02:47:00.002+08:002012-01-28T11:54:44.371+08:00奇妙的爱。。。<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVIwoH50_viYwpUiOf2HyHRJwwC_Sqq_J47-DuDIxB-1xQpbXRXeOMu5vvFD_mY7gGnPAbt66D5N-JSvLWsNxNIOq165PmXaPx0j9J3ofBUad0-fmZqFRK7w3nwUbBbFYcg0hO/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVIwoH50_viYwpUiOf2HyHRJwwC_Sqq_J47-DuDIxB-1xQpbXRXeOMu5vvFD_mY7gGnPAbt66D5N-JSvLWsNxNIOq165PmXaPx0j9J3ofBUad0-fmZqFRK7w3nwUbBbFYcg0hO/s1600/images.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Having a lot of thoughts lately after hearing a news from someone dear to me, especially after seeing a truth in myself. I quaver as I heard the news, heart stopped beating for a second and the sudden coldness on my leg and hand. Somehow, that very instant, I felt alone, being pushed aside like an unwanted criminal, but yet all I see was a smiley face on him. As he stepped out, <span style="background-color: white;">"drive safe" was his last word to me. The darkness of the road suddenly dawn upon me that the life that I am about to tread will be as dark as what was before me. Fear came silently, conquering the inner me... </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">As I drove off, the road was as dark as before, as I continue on to tread, street lights seem to be getting dimmer and dimmer.. Was it because of the electricity outage or was it because fear was clouding me? Will I still see hope? A short prayer was uttered and as I pray, then only I realised, my heart has actually changed. Tears doesn't seem to flow neither do I felt pain in the heart anymore. I know not when the incident took place but I do know that a burden, which is constantly eating me up, has at last being lifted up from my chest. As I drove out from the place, street light began to brighten up the road. As described by John Bunyan, Christian was truly delighted as his heavy-loaded burden was at last being cast away on the foot of the Cross, ahh... Such is my feelings. After so many years, at last dawn is approaching... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The sun seems to shine brighter today and the sun light was as though reflecting the status of my heart. I am truly speechless and the only thing that came to my mind was, thank you Lord for such blessing. Though I was puzzled and constantly asked You, why O Lord, You pour out such selfless love to such undeserving wretched sinner like me, but the answer will always bring me back to the foot of the Cross. Ahhh... Such beautiful, selfless, undefiled love..... Who can compared to You, O Lord? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">With a little mustard seed faith, allow me to come before You, submitting myself once again into You hand. Come and fasten the fetter towards this wayward heart of mine, allow this heart to be solely Yours and Yours alone... </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Good night to all.... </div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-32584453919193102142012-01-02T23:12:00.000+08:002012-01-02T23:12:46.688+08:00Blessed year to all... =)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo3R9GANSBnuHcDrqYxFAqcvfcgI_ot9i24eGuv-C0iH_AuXexMmnsu45Gozf4hOPxOdxTypJQ8SWKnObxf2S2Rb3D2T97exg0U47x41SYtDfuOu9XY3y5bOBNSg9j5r0_TR7I/s1600/316323_251367821582257_245237225528650_765152_84251965_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: white;"><img border="0" height="185" rea="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo3R9GANSBnuHcDrqYxFAqcvfcgI_ot9i24eGuv-C0iH_AuXexMmnsu45Gozf4hOPxOdxTypJQ8SWKnObxf2S2Rb3D2T97exg0U47x41SYtDfuOu9XY3y5bOBNSg9j5r0_TR7I/s320/316323_251367821582257_245237225528650_765152_84251965_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><br />
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A brand new year, a brand new look, Happy New year to all and have a blessed dragon year ahead :)Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-27475135117495417002011-11-12T23:39:00.001+08:002011-11-12T23:45:59.656+08:00Construction workThe abandon blog.... <br />
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..................................A.n.T.i.C.i.P.a.T.e.................................................. </div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-1730702580527722352011-04-25T23:33:00.004+08:002011-12-27T16:19:45.133+08:00633th post<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5xSLl7_iw6z6oJO0AxjrOyEjU4KXdKmn6JKlp_w6Ywy-TyWmOLupSvRyIlU8FKlzZgXiI0wkwK74y8XqYT6zGz8XDTGWoPCDr84kjwye84dQ7MsdRH2hnq1vXEAB9SpGaOup4/s1600/original.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="207" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5xSLl7_iw6z6oJO0AxjrOyEjU4KXdKmn6JKlp_w6Ywy-TyWmOLupSvRyIlU8FKlzZgXiI0wkwK74y8XqYT6zGz8XDTGWoPCDr84kjwye84dQ7MsdRH2hnq1vXEAB9SpGaOup4/s400/original.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Taken from: </span><a href="http://www.pravsworld.com/uploads/content/pictures/390/274/original.jpg"><span style="font-size: x-small;">http://www.pravsworld.com/uploads/content/pictures/390/274/original.jpg</span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;">)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Dear diary, </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">First and foremost, please prepare your heart to read a post that’s filled with horrible English grammar, wrong spelling etc for the fact that I have been having migraine for few days now. Yet to see the seriousness of this migraine, but will be visiting the doctor soon if the migraine prevail. OK, let’s cut down on my introduction and allow me to kick start my 633th post…. =)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">As the music played repeatedly at the background, my heart became heavier. Sitting here, reminiscing whole morning, as though on the fritz and nothing was achieved. The word of God clings on to my head like a fetter, troubling my conscience again and again. Never like the thought of bad conscience but I still wished to be thankful to God for such rebuke. Even though damage has been done but I reminded myself one thing, 跌倒了,疼痛过,寻找弱点,爬起来,学习过错,小心翼翼, 避免重犯。人不学,不知道。因为有了生活坎坷,人, 变得更坚强,谦卑, 与加倍言行谨慎等。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: orange;">Proverbs 20: 3</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: orange;">It is honorable for a man to stop striving, since any fool can start a quarrel.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Somehow, this word is implanted in my mind. Such a fool I was to light up the fire and to give a green light to start a quarrel. Truly the Bible said it well in James, </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">“Take ships as an example. Although they are so large and are driven by strong winds, they are steered by a very small rudder wherever the pilot wants to go. Likewise, the tongue is a small part of the body, but it makes great boasts. Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark. The tongue also is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. It corrupts the whole body, sets the whole course of one’s life on fire, and is itself set on fire by hell.”</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">I wonder… How far is one willing to go just to get things done? People constantly quote the word “When there’s a will, there’s a way” but looking from another perceptive, can I safely say that majority will use up any means just to achieve their end? Well, at least I know I am one of them. As I sat down and ponder upon things, the only thing I concluded is…. My heart is the most deceiving, ugliest and sinful thing on this earth. Especially when you are not alert and careful; the devil is ever ready to tempt you to do the wrong things. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">What about you? Will you then carry out whatever it takes just to ensure you meet your targets/ desires/ objectives? Are your means and ends accordance to God’s law and being carried out in a God fearing setting? Have you ponder upon things (based on God’s words & principles) before carrying out an action? Many times, I forget the fact that my means and ends, both, God takes it seriously. The breaking of any point is tantamount to the breaking of the whole of God’s law. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Arg…. Truly who could possibly be so holy and perfect on earth? Looking at my own life; the more I read of God’s words, the more I see sins in my life. When, O Lord, when shall be the day I truly be free from such sinful state? </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">As I closed my eyes, I smiled. Why, you may ask… Because as it is written in the Word of God, there’s hope. Hope to be free from the bondage of sin, but have you heard? Have you believed? Would you then believe if I were to say to you, according to the written scripture, God has send His only begotten Son to this earth to accomplish something that you will never imagine? Quoting from the apostles Peter, </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">“Jesus of Nazareth was a man accredited by God to you by miracles, wonders and signs, which God did among you through him, as you yourselves know. This man was handed over to you by God’s deliberate plan and foreknowledge; and you, with the help of wicked men, put him to death by nailing him to the cross. But God raised him from the dead, freeing him from the agony of death, because it was impossible for death to keep its hold on him. 25 David said about him: </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">“‘I saw the Lord always before me. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">Because he is at my right hand, </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">I will not be shaken. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">my body also will rest in hope, </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead, </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">you will not let your holy one see decay. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">You have made known to me the paths of life; </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">you will fill me with joy in your presence.’</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">“Fellow Israelites, I can tell you confidently that the patriarch David died and was buried, and his tomb is here to this day. But he was a prophet and knew that God had promised him on oath that he would place one of his descendants on his throne. Seeing what was to come, he spoke of the resurrection of the Messiah, that he was not abandoned to the realm of the dead, nor did his body see decay. God has raised this Jesus to life, and we are all witnesses of it. Exalted to the right hand of God, he has received from the Father the promised Holy Spirit and has poured out what you now see and hear. For David did not ascend to heaven, and yet he said, </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">“‘The Lord said to my Lord: </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">“Sit at my right hand</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">until I make your enemies </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">a footstool for your feet.”’</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">“Therefore let all Israel be assured of this: God has made this Jesus, whom you crucified, both Lord and Messiah.” </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">When the people heard this, they were cut to the heart and said to Peter and the other apostles, “Brothers, what shall we do?” </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">Peter replied, “Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins. And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. The promise is for you and your children and for all who are far off—for all whom the Lord our God will call.” </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: orange;">(Acts 2:22 – 39)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Will you come then? As the hymn writer said, “Come, ye weary, heavy laden, bruised and broken by the fall; if you wait until you’re better, you will never come at all. Not the righteous, not the righteous; Sinners Jesus came to call.” Is Christ speaking to you? Have you heard His still, small voice? Come, come, come to Christ to obtain the salvation that He freely gives. </span></div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-24839543114860071102011-02-09T14:29:00.005+08:002011-12-27T16:20:41.838+08:00Happy Chinese New Year =)<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Dear diary…. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">When is the last time I stain your pages with my “almost-out-of-ink” pen? There you are, lying down quietly on my table. Filled with precious moments of my life… Nonetheless, the perpetual ups and downs in life lead to the laziness of updating it… Well, let’s get to work now! c(^.^)v</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">A brand new year, a brand new start, as we waved goodbye to the tiger, our arms are out stretch to give the warmest welcome to the cute little rabbit… Happy Chinese New Year to all. May all of you have a blessed year ahead. =)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">*Point at the picture above* Is it cute? Is it cute? Is it cute?? Heheheh….. It’s a pen drive from Kingston! SO ADORABLE!!! (OK, at least it is for me). Nah, it doesn’t belong to me… Special thanks to Ah Tong for the picture. ^.^ Did some editing towards the picture… Hmmm…. Somehow, I like the photo to be “crooked” and black and white as background…. Original as below:-</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ZRsiiCOYQklDK0I5Mu1AMgmlOhiqXjE1ZGFknNj0u9yUo6Xr4OnPVoSPvSmWm936Tw95h3n6NlGGcylphQn9tahkONUlK_XkThyVhHbHSxQX9U1ykervUjFNmhsMf3_T73mA/s1600/IMAG0087ori.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ZRsiiCOYQklDK0I5Mu1AMgmlOhiqXjE1ZGFknNj0u9yUo6Xr4OnPVoSPvSmWm936Tw95h3n6NlGGcylphQn9tahkONUlK_XkThyVhHbHSxQX9U1ykervUjFNmhsMf3_T73mA/s400/IMAG0087ori.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #9fc5e8;"><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Sitting here, staring at my screen, I could hardly believe that time flies that fast. What have I accomplished? Have I grown? Am I more faithful? Am I more teachable? Am I more obedient? Am I a better person in the family? Many things came into my mind as I pen down this post. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Recently, I was watching a series regarding a group of people setting up an orchestra performance. Well, this is a group of amateur, gathered together, trying their very best to put up an excellent performance. Their greatest challenge is to deal with their conductor, who is also called the orchestra killer. He is a person who doesn’t know the meaning of social and constantly hurt others feelings with his speech. However, none could deny his talent and skills in conducting the team. Hehehehe….. Yet to finish the series, thus, I can’t tell you what happened after that :p Sorry…. Hahahhaha…. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span style="color: blue;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Hmmm…. While watching the series, my mind is somehow zoomed down to the conductor. No, it’s not because he’s good-looking but more upon his style of living and decisions in life….. No doubt that he is one of the top conductors in the world due to his hard work in the past. People find it an honor to perform before him, much attention and due respect are given to him accordingly. There he is, standing tall and mighty above all, a shining star indeed. In this respect, he is cocky, looking down at people, being an irritating person whom you will not want to meet at all. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span style="color: blue;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Thoughts came into my head… Am I too following his pathway? Am I willing to go all out just to achieve my dreams and gain the fame? Well, it is not necessary the acknowledgement from the whole world, but among family members, friends, colleagues and bosses? Do I then take pride in all the achievement in life (though I have none -..-“) and forgotten my root? Stripe away his conducting skills, what is left in his life? Stripe away all the things I took pride in, what’s left in my life? Emptiness? Could one then still stand tall and boast? Will one still have the qualification to boast?</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">Many times, when we are “victorious” in our life, when we achieved something significant in life, we somehow take pride in it. Have you ever stop and ponder who actually gave you the opportunities, talents etc? Do you realize that all these are blessings from God? Who then among us will actually gave all the glory and credit back to our Creator? As the malay saying goes “Bagaikan kacang lupakan kulit” (aka being an ungrateful person), will you also fall under this category? </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: blue;">O Lord, as we are in the beginning of a new year, helps us to be a thankful person. Help us to be grateful constantly for all the blessings bestowed upon us, especially the grace that saved one from eternal damnation. Let us not despite Your words but to walk faithfully with you. As one of the business men said “Life is like a prepaid card with a limited validity”, help us then to treasure our life as how we ought to, help us to live a life that is glorifying Your mighty name and may we continue to be a good witness for your sake. Amen. </span></div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-13965272666515610182011-01-10T14:33:00.003+08:002011-12-27T17:17:55.392+08:00Why would one shout in anger?<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;">Read this from The Star.... Enjoy =) </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;">Once a professor asked his students, "Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?"</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;">The students said, "We shout because we lose our calm."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;">"But why shout when the other person is just next to you? Isn't it possible to speak to him /her with a soft voice?"</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;">The students gave various answers, none of which satisfied the professor. Finally, he explained, " When 2 people are angry with each other, their hearts distance. To cover the distance, they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the louder they will have to shout to hear each other through that great distance."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;">Then he asked, "What happned when 2 people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly. Why? Because their hearts are close. The distance between them is very small. When they ove each other even more, what happened? They don't speak - They only whisper and get closer to each other in thier love. Finally, they don't even need to whisper, they only look at each other, that's all. That's how close 2 people are when they love each other."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;">So when you argue, don't let your heart get distant or say words that distance each other even more, or there may come a day when the distance is so great you will never find the path back to each other. </span></div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3768481658257822322010-10-11T22:28:00.007+08:002011-12-27T17:18:12.728+08:00A promise?<div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">*Bringing along a wet rag & a bucket of water*</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">Now, now, there, there, there.... This blog is filled with spider web together with dust, dust and more dust!!!! *Spring cleaning time is up!* </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">It has been awhile since I step into my blog profile and click on the "New post" button. Is there still any reader out there? =/ *H E L L O ...... *Echo follows.....** OK.... Maybe not... </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">Boy, what a day.... Could hardly describe my day but thank God I manage to accomplished my task for the day =) I was driving back from work today with a heavy head... However, don't ask me why, the word "BLOG" suddenly came to mind. Hmmm.... Is this a hint that I should learn to write more? Yes, I have to admit that I do not have perfect English *Sigh* but yet as the old saying goes, "practice makes perfect", isn't it so? Thus, bear up with my mistakes, grammers and all the nonsense that I am (or soon to commit) committing. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">Now, what actually came into my mind when I thought of my blog? Interesting... Emm... Thoughts? I remember some of my readers told me in time past... 不管晴天, 雨天,不分昼夜,只要你还在写部落各,这里,永远都会有一个,至少一个,不离不去的读者。。。I was thinking to myself... Is that not a promise? Years after.... Now... Is it still valid? Well, I am 100% certain that it is "INVALID" now. But that's beside the point.... The main issue that I wish to point out is.... How long can one keep his / her promise(s)? Will there not be a time where he/she breaches the promise(s)?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">This morning, I can't stop thinking about the Israelites after my devotion. Words from Proverbs was lingering in my head since I read my portion of Sciptures today. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">"Remember the days of old; consider the generations long past. Ask your father and he will tell you, your elders, and they will explain to you. When the Most High gave the nations their inheritance, when he divided all mankind, he set up boundaries for the peoples according to the number of the sons of Israel.<br />
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<div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">For the LORD's portion is his people, Jacob his allotted inheritance. In a desert land he found him, in a barren and howling waste. He shielded him and cared for him; he guarded him as the apple of his eye, like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young, that spreads its wings to catch them and carries them on its pinions. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">The LORD alone led him; no foreign god was with him. He made him ride on the heights of the land and fed him with the fruit of the fields. He nourished him with honey from the rock, and with oil from the flinty crag, with curds and milk from herd and flock and with fattened lambs and goats, with choice rams of Bashan and the finest kernels of wheat. You drank the foaming blood of the grape."<br />
</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">They were so blessed.... They were as the apple of His eyes, God was protecting them always. He even provided them sufficiently. However, what is the ending of the story? They turned away from God and worship worthless and breathless idols. They have forgotten the God who fathered them.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">You know what is the irony of this? Just a few chapter before, all you could read of is reminder after reminder to Israel that they should stay on the path of righteousness. They should worship only the Lord their God and no one else. In fact, they even acknowledged all those law and knew what would happen to them if they fail to obey it... Did they not went into a covenent with God? But what happened? Did they not fall into sin? Did they not get all those punishment spoken by God due to their failure in obeying His words?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">A promise is so easily uttered now of days. Yes, at the spur of the moment, that promise might be a sincere utterance, but think again, are you willing to hold on to your promises and fulfill it as mention? If not, I rather one think twice or trice before uttering a promise to another. Don't act rashly but sit down and count your cost, for each word you utter, it will bring forth impact towards others.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><br />
<span style="color: purple;">As for me, I have a duty to carry out. May it be so then as it is uttered. May God grant me the strength and empowered me to do the necessary things for His glory sake. Amen. </span></div></div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-65711641326444654142010-04-17T23:17:00.003+08:002011-12-27T17:22:23.269+08:00More of You and less of me..<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">More holiness give me,<br />
More sweetness within,<br />
More patience in suff'ring,<br />
More sorrow for sin,<br />
More faith in my Savior,<br />
More sense of His care,<br />
More joy in His service,<br />
More freedom in prayer.<br />
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* Come, my Savior, and help me,<br />
Comfort, strengthen and keep me;<br />
Thou each moment wilt save me,<br />
Thou art saving me now.<br />
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More gratitude give me,<br />
More trust in the Lord,<br />
More zeal for His glory,<br />
More hope in His Word,<br />
More tears for His sorrows,<br />
More pain at His grief,<br />
More meekness in trial,<br />
More praise for relief.<br />
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More victory give me,<br />
More strength to o'ercome,<br />
More freedom from earth-stains,<br />
More quest for the throne,<br />
More fit for the kingdom,<br />
More useful I'd be,<br />
More blessed and holy,<br />
More, Savior, like Thee.</div></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">By Philip Bliss</div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-54966528454077466822010-04-05T22:44:00.004+08:002011-12-27T17:22:34.167+08:00Tiresome..<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgo2M0I7tI8_4s_DXY3rOGvQes3kCOUegMwNB2heXVRLD6uIWQcJROaXHlcjq-LB1Ob3uwRd3ObSCN4Li9p7Z_Ica8Nxvj3RkCm4byddhokMCG_ojSfPnaD_JbpeBmSRD7Tmkv/s1600/WAFMCAJ8CALVCA9HH3Y6CAHOFI7LCADT7Q63CAEMQI82CAPD1AIPCAVC1W1YCAQH67PTCAJ37WH2CAZ2ACEGCAC2XMZBCAHWUQ0NCAKMVMZICAU1702MCAWS5134CA7BBM9QCA1F29XHCAUHK3V4CA7G8YQP.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456667229512131538" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgo2M0I7tI8_4s_DXY3rOGvQes3kCOUegMwNB2heXVRLD6uIWQcJROaXHlcjq-LB1Ob3uwRd3ObSCN4Li9p7Z_Ica8Nxvj3RkCm4byddhokMCG_ojSfPnaD_JbpeBmSRD7Tmkv/s320/WAFMCAJ8CALVCA9HH3Y6CAHOFI7LCADT7Q63CAEMQI82CAPD1AIPCAVC1W1YCAQH67PTCAJ37WH2CAZ2ACEGCAC2XMZBCAHWUQ0NCAKMVMZICAU1702MCAWS5134CA7BBM9QCA1F29XHCAUHK3V4CA7G8YQP.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 87px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 130px;" /></a><span style="font-size: 85%;">(Taken from:</span><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2468686486_b4813b835b.jpg?v=0"><span style="font-size: 85%;">http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2468686486_b4813b835b.jpg?v=0</span></a><span style="font-size: 85%;">)</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tiresome... I could hardly think properly now... With my work undone, my head can't seem to concentrate at all. Grant me strength... Grant me that strenght O Lord to persevere and be a faithful servant of Yours. </div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-36294050465800445822010-02-26T12:10:00.005+08:002011-12-27T17:25:30.590+08:00A question that's not a question...<div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"><span style="color: purple;">I was watching a Korean comedy show yesterday night and I couldn't stop laughing at them... Well, after a long day in the office, it is truly nice to have a good laugh at the end of the day =)</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">A: How was your result last time? Are you a good student?</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">B: Emmm... I was good at some particular subjects... Not all.... I like language classes but my math was horrible. Even up till now, I can't do any multiplying questions AT ALL. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">C: Oh... Is it? Hey, I faced the same situation as you! But I am not that bad until I can't do any questions regarding multiplication. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">D: *directing question to B* What is 6 * 7?</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">B: Emm.......................... Sorry, I really don't know..... I know the answer for 1 * 7 though. *laughing*</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">E: *Looking at D* Hey, do you know the answer for your question? I doubt you even know the answer yourself! *Giggle* </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">D: *calmly* Tell me E, who on earth will actually ask you a question when he / she already know the answer? If so, it won't be called as a question, isn't it? </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">*Silent for a few second.....* </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">E: *with a serious looks* Sorry D, it is my mistake. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">*Everybody burst out laughing* </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">Now..... 633 wonder.... During her school day....</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">When the teachers set exam questions for an exam, do you think they know the answer for it? If your answer is yes, why then is it called exam QUESTIONS? If no, does that mean they too need to sit down with us and study together? =P</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">OK, enough of my lame joke. Enjoy your public holiday =)</span></div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-29404877969068336162010-02-08T23:09:00.007+08:002011-12-27T17:25:57.227+08:00Lamunan? Realiti?<div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">Angin bertiup sepoi-sepoi bahasa, dengan lembutnya terpukal akan mukaku... Aku memejam mataku dan mengizinkan diriku "melayang". </span></div><div align="justify"><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">"Adakah semua ini lamunan saya? Adakah kata-kata kesat itu dituju terhadapku? Adakah semua ini satu pembohongan? Adakah perubahan itu benar?"</span></div><div align="justify"><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">Entah sejak bila, air mata mengalir perlahan ke pipiku. Dengan segera aku menjenguk ke gendela. Permikiranku keliru dan sering kali persoalan itu tertimbul dalam mindaku. Aku menggeleng kepalaku dan mula berdoa. </span></div><div align="justify"><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">"Mengapa Engkau berdiri jauh dan menyembunyikan diriMu pada waktu ini? Bangkitlah, Tuhan, hulurkan tanganMu dan janganlah sesekali melupakan aku."</span></div><div align="justify"><br />
</div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">*Mengesat air mataku* Teringin aku menafikan kebenara</span><span style="color: purple;">n tersebut namun, itu tidak mungkin.. Semenjak hari itu, dimana aku telah memilih jalan ini, aku sepatutnya bersedia untuk menanggung segala-galanya. Baiklah, biarkanlah aku menanggungnya dengan hati yang gembira. Hanya satu permintaan daripadaku, iaitu, Tuhan, bersama-samalah dengan aku.</span><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">P/s Tarikh Luput untuk "lamunan"mu: 12.02.2010<br />
=Tamat=</span></div></div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-50537192146081350922010-02-04T22:13:00.004+08:002011-12-27T17:28:48.627+08:00Come... Come.. Come...<div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">To every toiling, heavy-laden sinner, Jesus says, "Come to me and rest". But there are many toiling, heavy-laden believers, too. For them this same invitation is meant. Note well the words of Jesus, if you are heavy-laden with your service, and do not mistake it. It is not, "Go, labour on," as perhaps you imagine. On the contrary, it is stop, turn back, "Come to me and rest." Never, never did Christ send a heavy laden one to work; never, never did He send a hungry one, a weary one, a sick or sorrowing one, away on any service. For such the Bible only says, "Come, come, come." </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="color: purple;">=Hudson Taylor=</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;">I am weary and tired... Somehow, I was reminded of this song. One of my favourite hymns. =) </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: purple;"></span></div><span style="color: purple;"><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">May my ears hear what You have to say to me since my birth. </span><br />
<span style="color: purple;">May my mouth speak only what You intend me to say. </span><br />
<span style="color: purple;">May my heart understand Your statutes and obey them until the end of my day. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;">Good night to all & Happy Sabbath. </span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"></span>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-62073891350318418152010-01-25T15:18:00.001+08:002011-12-27T17:29:36.927+08:00Something I read... =)<div align="center"><span style="color: purple;">I never see failure as failure, but only as a learning experience.<br />
I never see failure as failure, but only as the negative feedback I need, to change course in my direction.<br />
I never see failure as failure, but only as the opportunity to develop my sense of humour.<br />
I never see failure as failure, but only as the practice my techniques & perfect my performance.<br />
I never see failure as failure, but only as the game I must learn to win.</span></div><span style="color: purple;"></span><br />
<div align="right"><span style="color: purple;">=Tom Hopkins=</span></div>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-52120212572255685032010-01-09T17:25:00.003+08:002010-02-02T22:18:15.353+08:00MJ Jr in action.. .Wao.. He's really very good!!!! =P So adorable!!!!!<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3hM7OdMSwg&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3hM7OdMSwg&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="340"></embed></object>Shan Shanghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845noreply@blogger.com1