<?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-9290794</id><updated>2011-10-01T04:45:25.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-blessings-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-5908046970559548356</id><published>2011-04-17T20:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:02:06.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's funny how when certain things are on one's mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one hopes for a break&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that there'll be time to think things through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when the break finally comes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one wishes that school/work would start&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that it can help to take the mind off things&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the cycle repeats,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-5908046970559548356?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/5908046970559548356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When things don't go as planned&lt;br /&gt;one has the choice of being upset and frustrated&lt;br /&gt;or to rest in the fact that the One above knows better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even with the latter option&lt;br /&gt;one could still question the reason behind it&lt;br /&gt;but try as we might&lt;br /&gt;we can only speculate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of getting rest?&lt;br /&gt;protection?&lt;br /&gt;or perhaps a hidden agenda which could pose as a hindrance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should do our part to give it some thought&lt;br /&gt;and carry out any necessary actions&lt;br /&gt;but above all,&lt;br /&gt;trust that no one knows better than One&lt;br /&gt;and He has His reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-1312613546512028505?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-4224826600634402625</id><published>2010-08-25T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T23:24:13.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear Mr. God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr God&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing You today&lt;br /&gt;Because it seems like lately&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten how to pray&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't need this pen&lt;br /&gt;But everybody llikes to get&lt;br /&gt;A letter now and then&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not writing more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need You&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Why someone as big as You&lt;br /&gt;Needs anything from me&lt;br /&gt;I know You're there&lt;br /&gt;So how have you been?&lt;br /&gt;I'm alright but I can't lie&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like giving in&lt;br /&gt;You're all I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. God&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish&lt;br /&gt;You lived next door&lt;br /&gt;So over coffee You could tell me&lt;br /&gt;What You started all this for&lt;br /&gt;I guess you saw&lt;br /&gt;That sunrise yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the reminder&lt;br /&gt;That You're never gone away&lt;br /&gt;It gives me hope&lt;br /&gt;Telling You what You already know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. God&lt;br /&gt;Tell me do You ever cry&lt;br /&gt;When we forget to thank You&lt;br /&gt;For the good things in our lives&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't always understand&lt;br /&gt;Why You do the things You do&lt;br /&gt;But I know in the end&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;If I stand next to You&lt;br /&gt;So here I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. God&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing You today&lt;br /&gt;Because it seems like lately&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten how to pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-4224826600634402625?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/4224826600634402625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=4224826600634402625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/4224826600634402625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/4224826600634402625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#4224826600634402625' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-2850874365677696791</id><published>2010-08-02T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T14:43:08.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reminded of Your faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what this day will bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will it be disappointing, or filled with longed for things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what tomorrow holds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still I can trust Your faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know if these clouds mean rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If they do, will they pour down blessing or pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what the future holds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still I can trust in Your faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Certain as the rivers reach the seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Certain as the sunrise in the east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can rest in Your faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surer than a mother's tender love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surer than the stars still shine above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can rest in Your faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know how or when I'll die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will it be a thief, or will I have a chance to say goodbye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, I don't know how much time is left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But in the end, I will know Your faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When darkness overwhelms my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When thoughts and storms of doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Still I trust You are always faithful, always faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-2850874365677696791?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-2357048303215702814</id><published>2010-07-10T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:15:37.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much as questions are raised&lt;br /&gt;Opportunities are seen&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it will hold up during crunch time&lt;br /&gt;lest they slip by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be focused on the initial purpose&lt;br /&gt;that resulted in the decision made then&lt;br /&gt;and to see it till the end&lt;br /&gt;for this one at least&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-2357048303215702814?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/2357048303215702814/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-3770696617807335651</id><published>2010-06-06T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T20:07:03.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are weak, He is strong&lt;br /&gt;In His arms we belong&lt;br /&gt;He is worthy, He is mighty&lt;br /&gt;He can do anything for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-3770696617807335651?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/3770696617807335651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=3770696617807335651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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to begin with, where's the quality going to come from?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-5724476925436696322?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/5724476925436696322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=5724476925436696322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/5724476925436696322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/5724476925436696322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#5724476925436696322' title='Just some food for thought'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-1265508071976701246</id><published>2010-02-25T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:42:35.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The real test of a saint is not one’s willingness to preach the gospel, but one’s willingness to do something like washing the disciples’ feet— that is, being willing to do those things that seem unimportant in human estimation but count as everything to God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oswald Chambers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-39067068736784933</id><published>2010-02-12T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T20:57:06.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember saying that there were some regrets&lt;br /&gt;pertaining to the cream/sand&lt;br /&gt;but that I've also taken some things away with me&lt;br /&gt;and looking forward to reaping more in time to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I was given the privilege&lt;br /&gt;to see a seed that was sown&lt;br /&gt;reaped after more than a year later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded that He's not limited by&lt;br /&gt;rejections&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;geographical boundaries&lt;br /&gt;or anything that man is bounded by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are still pondering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The Lord is not slack concerning His promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might just be the one He is waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are still waiting to harvest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There're more seeds to be sown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and more to be reaped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-39067068736784933?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-7700502542745657050</id><published>2010-01-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:14:19.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Experience is what you get,&lt;br /&gt;when you don't get what you want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-7700502542745657050?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/7700502542745657050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=7700502542745657050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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try to think of a word to describe 2009,&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say it's either limited vocabulary&lt;br /&gt;or it's beyond words&lt;br /&gt;Just can't seem to find a word&lt;br /&gt;that is able to encapsulate the year gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things transpired the past year&lt;br /&gt;More than I expected&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps more than I hoped for&lt;br /&gt;in both positive and negative ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentioned earlier on in the year&lt;br /&gt;but even as I conclude the year&lt;br /&gt;I realise it's a lesson that I've learnt&lt;br /&gt;and am still learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson of &lt;strong&gt;letting go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of securities&lt;br /&gt;familiarity&lt;br /&gt;comfort zones&lt;br /&gt;support&lt;br /&gt;Just things that you didn't realise you depended on&lt;br /&gt;till it was taken away&lt;br /&gt;whether by choice or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were easier to do so than others&lt;br /&gt;Succeeded for some&lt;br /&gt;while failed others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realise that the reason for it&lt;br /&gt;is the same for all&lt;br /&gt;To let God have His way in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I was used to were taken away&lt;br /&gt;to allow me to entrust the unknown&lt;br /&gt;to the God made known to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that I depended on were taken away&lt;br /&gt;to turn my eyes back to Him&lt;br /&gt;to realise that He is the source of everything&lt;br /&gt;to have my sole dependence on Him alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as I type this&lt;br /&gt;I realise that I've not thorughly learnt all these lessons&lt;br /&gt;but am still in the progress of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The secret of life is in letting go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bit by bit,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm discovering this secret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the reason behind it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-331805489520078359?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/331805489520078359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=331805489520078359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/331805489520078359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/331805489520078359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#331805489520078359' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-6399970083170406994</id><published>2009-11-22T19:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:42:53.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b6l2RmB41m0/SwkdWelC3tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_GY0WnsmxU/s1600/DSC_0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406885099637759698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b6l2RmB41m0/SwkdWelC3tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_GY0WnsmxU/s320/DSC_0817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps this picture illustrates alittle how life is like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a path ahead for each one of us to walk, as seen from the start and end of this tunnel-like thing. However, along the way one comes across many distractions as depicted by the holes. Sometimes, we succeed in keeping our focus and stay on track. But on other occassions, we give in to them and peer out of the holes, losing our focus on what's most important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking at it in a slightly different light, maybe the number of distractions (holes) differ with each individual. Each hole represents the danger we pose to ourself in losing our focus. The more holes that are present, the more likely we will be distracted. On the other hand, the fewer holes there are, the less likely we are to lose focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just some food for thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How often do we give in to distractions and lose focus of the goal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How many holes are present in each of our lives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perhaps if there are more holes than we can handle, something needs to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Turn your eyes upon Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look full in His wonderful face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In the light of His glory and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-6399970083170406994?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/6399970083170406994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=6399970083170406994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6399970083170406994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6399970083170406994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#6399970083170406994' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b6l2RmB41m0/SwkdWelC3tI/AAAAAAAAAAM/u_GY0WnsmxU/s72-c/DSC_0817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-5446856556504884303</id><published>2009-11-01T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:26:36.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wonder where to begin penning this down.&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me back to the starting line,&lt;br /&gt;how all these began in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start,&lt;br /&gt;it was crafted by Him.&lt;br /&gt;Never would I imagine myself taking this step&lt;br /&gt;especially with the indecisive nature of mine&lt;br /&gt;But He led at the start&lt;br /&gt;and without a doubt,&lt;br /&gt;He has been so faithful and gracious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having been through one semester&lt;br /&gt;and seeing the results of it,&lt;br /&gt;there's no way I can take the credit for it&lt;br /&gt;because none of it would have been possible&lt;br /&gt;if it was my own ability.&lt;br /&gt;It was by His grace alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;the tendency to claim the credit is still there.&lt;br /&gt;Silly to do so&lt;br /&gt;and God forbid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;May it just be a piece of paper,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a status,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that means nothing more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;than an avenue to shine for You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not to strive for academic excellence,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but to see the prayer from the start come to pass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to do my part in seeing it come to pass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are in the business of souls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;more than anything else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make that my heart's desire as well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and keep my eyes on You alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give credit where credit is due.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-5446856556504884303?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/5446856556504884303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=5446856556504884303' title='1 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/&gt;possibly the longest holiday in 3 years come to an end today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an interesting 6 weeks&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home for the main bulk of it,&lt;br /&gt;not by choice&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked if I felt that I've wasted my longest holiday&lt;br /&gt;staying at home,&lt;br /&gt;not being able to do much&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that sure of my answer then&lt;br /&gt;But after spending the last few days&lt;br /&gt;running around,&lt;br /&gt;doing things,&lt;br /&gt;just being busy...&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt of whether I've wasted those weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the emptiness of busyness in a span of 3 days&lt;br /&gt;And now I greatly appreciate the moments&lt;br /&gt;of quietness and stillness&lt;br /&gt;Just to spend unhurried time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thankful,&lt;br /&gt;for not being given a chance to run around like usual&lt;br /&gt;cause then I would have really wasted the holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that a new semester begins&lt;br /&gt;Engine restarts,&lt;br /&gt;timetable's packed&lt;br /&gt;things going to get moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One desire:&lt;br /&gt;unhurried time with Him every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be still and know that I am God" Psalms 46:10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-2398721085078953438?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/2398721085078953438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=2398721085078953438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/2398721085078953438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;and thought I'll just pen down some thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of it started from a silly moment of mine&lt;br /&gt;a really silly one&lt;br /&gt;but we all have our silly moments don't we?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I do regret it alittle&lt;br /&gt;with all the trouble it has caused to myself and the people around&lt;br /&gt;but I've seen how it has been a blessing in disguise as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time in VJ,&lt;br /&gt;it was used as a motivation to the team&lt;br /&gt;it was used to mould me,&lt;br /&gt;where it was less of myself, more of Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all these times,&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning how to be thankful for all the blessings&lt;br /&gt;as I see how He has been in control through the years&lt;br /&gt;Having been a gymnast and having my left leg as my balancing leg has made hopping around easier&lt;br /&gt;All those training to the hands prevented me from suffering while using the crutches&lt;br /&gt;To see how supportive family and friends have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little things like these which I overlooked&lt;br /&gt;But I'm reminded,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happens by coincidence&lt;br /&gt;Not once was He out of control&lt;br /&gt;He's sovereign every moment&lt;br /&gt;He's faithful through it all&lt;br /&gt;He's good all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings,&lt;br /&gt;name them one by one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-2016256675034894312?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/2016256675034894312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=2016256675034894312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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thousand times&lt;br /&gt;trusting in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Martin Luther&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-4605548209255851737?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/4605548209255851737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=4605548209255851737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/4605548209255851737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/4605548209255851737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4605548209255851737' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-8999546423993410656</id><published>2009-08-23T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:00:14.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Even if you don't believe in yourself,&lt;br /&gt;believe that all things are possible with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm reminded once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-8999546423993410656?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-9063868773709951670</id><published>2009-08-15T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:21:29.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's so amazing about grace?</title><content type='html'>Matthew 20:1-16-Parable of the labourers in the vineyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a contemporary Jewish version of this story, the workers hired late in the afternoon work so hard that the employer, impressed, decides to award them a full day's wages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so in Jesus's version, which notes that the last crop of workers have been idly standing around in the marketplace, something only lazy, shiftless workers would do during harvest season. Moreover, they did nothing to distinguish themselves, and the other workers were shocked by the pay they received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus's story makes no economic sense, and that was His intent. &lt;strong&gt;He was giving a parable about grace, which cannot be calculated like a day's wages. Grace is not about finishing first or last; it is about not counting. We receive grace as a gift from God, not as something we toil to earn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Christians who study this parable identify with the employees who put in a full day's work, rather than the add-ons at the end of the day. We like to think of ourselves as responsible workers, and the employer's stange behaviour baffles us as it did the original hearers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We risk missing the point: that God dispenses gifts, not wages. &lt;strong&gt;None of us gets paid according to merit, for none of us comes close to satisfying God's requirement for a perfect life. If paid on the basis of fairness, we would all end up in hell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace cannot be reduced to generally accepted accounting principles. In the bottom line realm of ungrace, some workers deserve more than others; in the realm of grace, the word 'deserve' does not even apply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-9063868773709951670?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/9063868773709951670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=9063868773709951670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/9063868773709951670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/9063868773709951670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-697614353601181715</id><published>2009-08-05T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:04:35.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can't bring someone further than where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;some food for thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-697614353601181715?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/697614353601181715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>If you start with the mentality that you can't make it,&lt;br /&gt;that you're going to fail&lt;br /&gt;then you're bound to fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cast all past experiences away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He makes all things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Help me to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Battle's on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-4365594693927587783?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-5782758634552965191</id><published>2009-07-29T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:14:27.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a quite a weird time to be doing what I've been doing the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;While many have been trying to study the countless facts, movements, details and much more that is needed to clear the papers,&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading and reflecting&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if it's the best thing to do at this time&lt;br /&gt;Guess it isn't,&lt;br /&gt;at least in the eyes of many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, even if it means less studying time&lt;br /&gt;more cramping in lesser time&lt;br /&gt;I needed the time.&lt;br /&gt;And though not completely,&lt;br /&gt;I got the breakthrough&lt;br /&gt;I needed badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some if not most cases,&lt;br /&gt;it's a balance,&lt;br /&gt;not to an extreme.&lt;br /&gt;But for this,&lt;br /&gt;the more I read and reflect&lt;br /&gt;the more I think it's one sided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because of Him,&lt;br /&gt;thats how this can be one sided&lt;br /&gt;It only works in His 'economy'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're commanded to do so&lt;br /&gt;and because of that,&lt;br /&gt;we're empowered to do so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Funny how perspectives can change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in such short a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, nothing's impossible with Him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-5064315476669710827</id><published>2009-07-26T20:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:49:47.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed,&lt;br /&gt;Because His compassions fail not.&lt;br /&gt;They are new every morning;&lt;br /&gt;Great is Your faithfulness."&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations 3:22,23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admist it all,&lt;br /&gt;You have been so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The secret of life is in letting go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-5064315476669710827?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/5064315476669710827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=5064315476669710827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/5064315476669710827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/5064315476669710827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5064315476669710827' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-4714596439925505302</id><published>2009-07-20T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:58:52.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a purpose behind it all.&lt;br /&gt;Keep my eyes on You,&lt;br /&gt;nothing more,&lt;br /&gt;nothing less,&lt;br /&gt;nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-4714596439925505302?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-2109900805343331482</id><published>2009-07-18T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:17:26.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Motives questioned&lt;br /&gt;It's a matter of focus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-2109900805343331482?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/2109900805343331482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=2109900805343331482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/2109900805343331482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/2109900805343331482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2109900805343331482' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-5902525525058572338</id><published>2009-07-10T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:01:05.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't let your past cripple you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I ready?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By Your grace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will not be brought down by the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-5902525525058572338?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/5902525525058572338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=5902525525058572338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/5902525525058572338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/5902525525058572338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5902525525058572338' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-7548863526832624429</id><published>2009-06-30T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:58:20.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;How sometimes you wish&lt;br /&gt;you could just know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Putting an end to all the ambiguity,&lt;br /&gt;the countless question marks&lt;br /&gt;and 'what ifs'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the answer slowly unfolds&lt;br /&gt;and the picture becomes clearer,&lt;br /&gt;it's almost to the extent&lt;br /&gt;that you wish you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;and now you're hoping&lt;br /&gt;that you can be in the 'ignorance is bliss' stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A purpose behind it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there always is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just got to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-7548863526832624429?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/7548863526832624429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=7548863526832624429' title='0 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-8852813018537060948?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/8852813018537060948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=8852813018537060948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/8852813018537060948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/8852813018537060948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#8852813018537060948' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-5081034013995675603</id><published>2009-06-24T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:39:19.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;Know its not a coincidence,&lt;br /&gt;help me to make the most of it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-5081034013995675603?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/5081034013995675603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=5081034013995675603' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by John Waller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Taking every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy&lt;br /&gt;But faithfully, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Taking every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve you while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even as waiting takes a different form this time round&lt;br /&gt;Help me to wait on You&lt;br /&gt;Patiently&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully&lt;br /&gt;Unwavering&lt;br /&gt;Help me to keep running the race&lt;br /&gt;even while I wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm learning&lt;br /&gt;I need You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-9185088760106347481?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/9185088760106347481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=9185088760106347481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/9185088760106347481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/9185088760106347481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#9185088760106347481' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-7909884916364152794</id><published>2009-06-09T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:15:37.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;most came and disappeared from memory space,&lt;br /&gt;but one lingered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The distraction that it caused,&lt;br /&gt;the almost immediate thought&lt;br /&gt;of heading down straight after&lt;br /&gt;Not the hope of doing something great&lt;br /&gt;but just being there,&lt;br /&gt;even if it helps only a tiny bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess no one knows &lt;br /&gt;in any way,&lt;br /&gt;to remain the same &lt;br /&gt;or time to change?&lt;br /&gt;Unknown&lt;br /&gt;But there's always a hope,&lt;br /&gt;not only clinging onto memories,&lt;br /&gt;but looking ahead &lt;br /&gt;whatever it may be&lt;br /&gt;It's a gift from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings on another.&lt;br /&gt;First of its kind perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;at least pertaining to this&lt;br /&gt;in memory space&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came to the realisation,&lt;br /&gt;that certain thoughts are for a reason;&lt;br /&gt;to serve as a stepping stone&lt;br /&gt;to more pertinent issues&lt;br /&gt;It's like a sign along the road&lt;br /&gt;that drives us to think in a certain way&lt;br /&gt;cause hanging on to the initial thought&lt;br /&gt;is something one can do without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying on track...&lt;br /&gt;Something I've always held on:&lt;br /&gt;If you're missing something&lt;br /&gt;you want or should have,&lt;br /&gt;don't dwell on it&lt;br /&gt;but move on&lt;br /&gt;And more than that, &lt;br /&gt;make the most out of it&lt;br /&gt;such that it overrides the inital 'lost'&lt;br /&gt;or at least comes close enough&lt;br /&gt;You just got to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-7909884916364152794?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/7909884916364152794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=7909884916364152794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/7909884916364152794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/7909884916364152794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7909884916364152794' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-134243696617764024</id><published>2009-05-24T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:58:09.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It shows a month&lt;br /&gt;the joy, fun, care&lt;br /&gt;there's something special&lt;br /&gt;no doubt about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows more than two years&lt;br /&gt;ups and downs, tears and joy&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesnt end here&lt;br /&gt;and I'm still hoping for that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows varied duration&lt;br /&gt;some longer, some more recent&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt not to take anything for granted&lt;br /&gt;especially people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows numerous years&lt;br /&gt;few words, silent moments&lt;br /&gt;means more?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's time to figure things out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows the duration of nineteen years&lt;br /&gt;set aside by each one&lt;br /&gt;ordinary but appreciated&lt;br /&gt;it's pricless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time personified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish certain time could be redeemed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-134243696617764024?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/134243696617764024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=134243696617764024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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great things I have done. &lt;br /&gt;And now You gently break me, &lt;br /&gt;then lovingly You take me &lt;br /&gt;and hold me as my Father &lt;br /&gt;and mold me as my Maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you: &lt;br /&gt;"How many times will you pick me up, &lt;br /&gt;when I keep on letting you down?&lt;br /&gt;And each time I will fall short of Your glory, &lt;br /&gt;how far will forgiveness abound?"&lt;br /&gt;And you answer: &lt;br /&gt;"My child, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And as long as you're seeking My face, &lt;br /&gt;You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times I may grow weak &lt;br /&gt;and feel a bit discouraged, &lt;br /&gt;knowing that someone, &lt;br /&gt;somewhere could do a better job. &lt;br /&gt;For who am I to serve You?&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't deserve You. &lt;br /&gt;And that's the part that burns in my heart &lt;br /&gt;and keeps me hanging on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you: &lt;br /&gt;"How many times will you pick me up, &lt;br /&gt;when I keep on letting you down?&lt;br /&gt;And each time I will fall short of Your glory,&lt;br /&gt;how far will forgiveness abounds?"&lt;br /&gt;And you answer: &lt;br /&gt;"My child, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And as long as you're seeking My face,&lt;br /&gt;You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."&lt;br /&gt;You are so patient with me, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk with You, &lt;br /&gt;I'm learning what Your grace really means. &lt;br /&gt;The price that I could never pay &lt;br /&gt;was paid at Calvary. &lt;br /&gt;So, instead of trying to repay You, &lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to simply obey You&lt;br /&gt;by giving up my life to You &lt;br /&gt;For all that You've given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you: &lt;br /&gt;"How many times will you pick me up, &lt;br /&gt;when I keep on letting you down?&lt;br /&gt;And each time I will fall short of Your glory,&lt;br /&gt;how far will forgiveness abounds?"&lt;br /&gt;And you answer: " My child, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And as long as you're seeking My face, &lt;br /&gt;You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me to seek Your face,&lt;br /&gt;and walk in the power of Your daily sufficient grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-6731028739697310896?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/6731028739697310896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=6731028739697310896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6731028739697310896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;its coming&lt;br /&gt;and by His grace,&lt;br /&gt;I'll embrace it&lt;br /&gt;and make the most out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that,&lt;br /&gt;the steps that led to the start of journey&lt;br /&gt;can be entitled interesting&lt;br /&gt;Not really a word that encapsulates it all&lt;br /&gt;but my definition of 'interesting' is rather different&lt;br /&gt;as many would have realise by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came sooner than expected&lt;br /&gt;by many and even myself&lt;br /&gt;It started off with just giving it a try&lt;br /&gt;Doing all that was required&lt;br /&gt;and before I knew it&lt;br /&gt;things just fell into place,&lt;br /&gt;almost seamlessly&lt;br /&gt;or rather,&lt;br /&gt;He worked all things out well&lt;br /&gt;And the new journey begins in a few hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent really conslidated my thoughts for it&lt;br /&gt;A verse and song to carry me through the year&lt;br /&gt;will come to mind soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But underlying purposes are there&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to be there for the sake of it&lt;br /&gt;Not to be bound by a few pieces of paper&lt;br /&gt;What I want is much more than that&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats what I'm there for&lt;br /&gt;Thats what im called to be&lt;br /&gt;Light of the world&lt;br /&gt;Salt of the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar lines&lt;br /&gt;But its my motivation&lt;br /&gt;my end goal&lt;br /&gt;My utmost for His highest&lt;br /&gt;My best for His glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps a more concrete post next time&lt;br /&gt;with other thoughts...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-7322074500232647143?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/7322074500232647143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Millions of seconds it has been&lt;br /&gt;Ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;tears and heartaches,&lt;br /&gt;smiles and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all of a sudden,&lt;br /&gt;a familiar stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paradox it may sound like&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;where did all the years go to?&lt;br /&gt;Did it amount to something,&lt;br /&gt;or only to bring to this conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just me,&lt;br /&gt;but it's getting blurry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-1125031417850887861?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/1125031417850887861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=1125031417850887861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1125031417850887861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1125031417850887861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#1125031417850887861' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-6215959201202548</id><published>2009-03-19T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:39:31.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfaction in Him</title><content type='html'>Being part of the 3&lt;br /&gt;in both cases&lt;br /&gt;Paled in comparision &lt;br /&gt;in either way&lt;br /&gt;it would use to matter&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't &lt;br /&gt;that's a reason to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the huge jump&lt;br /&gt;and more than that,&lt;br /&gt;a pleasant full stop to this journey,&lt;br /&gt;there's no way I can't be thankful&lt;br /&gt;so thank You for everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous question on do I mean it&lt;br /&gt;with the answer provided then&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wasn't meant to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-6215959201202548?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/6215959201202548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=6215959201202548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6215959201202548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6215959201202548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6215959201202548' title='Satisfaction in Him'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-2059423288855054802</id><published>2009-03-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:25:01.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The same melody&lt;br /&gt;the same words &lt;br /&gt;rang once again&lt;br /&gt;which brings up the question&lt;br /&gt;do I really mean it?&lt;br /&gt;It's easy when all is smooth&lt;br /&gt;How about when things get rough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, an answer was given&lt;br /&gt;we wouldn't know now &lt;br /&gt;no matter how much we speculate&lt;br /&gt;but only when the time comes&lt;br /&gt;But there's a consolation&lt;br /&gt;God will not allow a problem too great for us to bear&lt;br /&gt;His grace is and will be sufficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crunch time is coming&lt;br /&gt;guess I'll know it then&lt;br /&gt;Any hopes? one asked&lt;br /&gt;Just four words to ring in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-2059423288855054802?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-2877422146873710062</id><published>2009-02-01T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:46:46.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arranging them &lt;br /&gt;and holding them in place&lt;br /&gt;Simple game&lt;br /&gt;Silly mistakes&lt;br /&gt;we laughed at it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time when winning &lt;br /&gt;was not even put into consideration&lt;br /&gt;It was just the company&lt;br /&gt;the ties that bind&lt;br /&gt;the people that have always been there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy and laughter&lt;br /&gt;that penetrated years of busyness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll treasure those moments &lt;br /&gt;for as long as I can remember&lt;br /&gt;I'll trade much&lt;br /&gt;for those priceless moments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-2130078550740560724</id><published>2009-01-22T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:55:31.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caught in a misty cloud&lt;br /&gt;and it took a shake &lt;br /&gt;to step out of it&lt;br /&gt;Funny isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;Obvious as it should be&lt;br /&gt;few noticed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that its clear&lt;br /&gt;Yet sometimes &lt;br /&gt;there's still a struggle&lt;br /&gt;even in the midst of some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess sometimes&lt;br /&gt;we get so caught up in the mist&lt;br /&gt;that we miss the things&lt;br /&gt;that are crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thumbs up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-2130078550740560724?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/2130078550740560724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=2130078550740560724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/2130078550740560724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/2130078550740560724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#2130078550740560724' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of it mattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identities of 3 schools melted &lt;br /&gt;9-12 individuals came together&lt;br /&gt;to form one team,&lt;br /&gt;RVT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word:&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-6624914276727157855?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/6624914276727157855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=6624914276727157855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6624914276727157855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6624914276727157855'/><link 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that we ask&lt;br /&gt;to bring about the smiles, laughter and joy&lt;br /&gt;admist all the mud and dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to allow us to stand in awe of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our God&lt;br /&gt;my God&lt;br /&gt;I believe You,&lt;br /&gt;my only God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God didn't bless because of the camp, the camp was blessed because of God &lt;br /&gt;It's not what I do but what God does that matters &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-751987980612012171?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/751987980612012171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=751987980612012171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;I realised that its been 12&lt;br /&gt;though 1 short&lt;br /&gt;it was still definitely something to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple as it is&lt;br /&gt;perhaps common to many&lt;br /&gt;history repeated itself after 12&lt;br /&gt;the above phrase usually has a negative conotation to it&lt;br /&gt;but not this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took 12 &lt;br /&gt;simple as it is&lt;br /&gt;long as it took&lt;br /&gt;nothing special&lt;br /&gt;but im thankful for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the next&lt;br /&gt;not sure how long it will take till then&lt;br /&gt;another 12?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe 24?&lt;br /&gt;1 step at a time&lt;br /&gt;be thankful :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-648078451913132456?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-7401263732101249723</id><published>2008-12-01T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:17:19.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's over&lt;br /&gt;"Has it hit home?" someone asked&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't know unless there's a definition&lt;br /&gt;Recalling some thoughts then,&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm not meant to be where everyone else is&lt;br /&gt;but to be contented with where God will put me at&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm glad its all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came close&lt;br /&gt;but I cannot be more thankful that it didnt come to pass&lt;br /&gt;and now, better than before :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream or blue?&lt;br /&gt;Sand or sky?&lt;br /&gt;vastly difference experience&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i see more come out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;more enjoyable times &lt;br /&gt;but of course, &lt;br /&gt;somethings i did take away with me from the sand&lt;br /&gt;valuable lessons which i probably couldn't have learnt &lt;br /&gt;without stepping out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;Entering into the blue wasnt much of a choice&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, it was memorable&lt;br /&gt;The sand was a choice of my own,&lt;br /&gt;some regrets along the way&lt;br /&gt;but now that I've reached the end&lt;br /&gt;There's something I have taken away with me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking forward to reaping more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey of both have come to an end &lt;br /&gt;Deep down,&lt;br /&gt;there's always more room for the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time for a change,&lt;br /&gt;maybe the turquoise ocean &lt;br /&gt;or the crimson sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a new beginning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-7401263732101249723?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' 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exception of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After close to 9 months,&lt;br /&gt;with the song sung once again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm brought back to the beginning of this year&lt;br /&gt;to the post I blogged at the end of last year &lt;br /&gt;for the year ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past experiences amplified&lt;br /&gt;Numerous goals dissolved&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the top of the list &lt;br /&gt;has yet to be known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;When the darkness closes in, &lt;br /&gt;help me to say,&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know best&lt;br /&gt;And You'll provide all that I need&lt;br /&gt;in the place You've placed me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-8891986584294116028?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Your grace will lead me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No strong Christian.&lt;br /&gt;Only weak Christian empowered by a strong God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-7011833159871770788?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/7011833159871770788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=7011833159871770788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/7011833159871770788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/7011833159871770788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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The tears shed wasn't a sign of weakness or an indication of regret, but quoting some people, it's "Because i felt that our team deserves so much more" and "because of how much we treasure." With that, here's a note to some individuals and groups of people that walked along this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Stella, &lt;br /&gt;You've been a great captain whether you feel it or not. Its been great seeing you improve and grow as a player and a leader. The journey has not been easy but it has been a real joy playing in the same team and line as you. You've led the team well, you've been a great player. Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jing Xuan,&lt;br /&gt;The fire in you when you're passionate for the ball and the game is something that can definitely not be missed and is something that never fails to spur many around you, including me. It's a fire that burns within, the hunger for the ball, the hunger for the goal. Quoting Mr Loke, you're too hot for the opposing defenders to handle. Keep that passion going! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Kelly, &lt;br /&gt;You're the best defender I've ever played with and seen, not because of skills but the drive and passion that speaks volume. Many things I can say but I guess most importantly, both of us know, not man's applause but God's approval. You've shown tremendous strength and determination through the years n months (clear evidence: the goal you scored today) that didnt seem possible to have come from you, I know and I think those ard wld know, it can only be from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Wu Yue,&lt;br /&gt;You have demostrated much determination through the months, especially when things got tough and much humility in your willingness to learn and strive to do better each time. Many more pleasant memories can be created by you, remember that nothing is impossible if you put your heart into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Line 1,&lt;br /&gt;We knew and experienced the pressure on our line when we went into each friendly and nationals. Sometimes we rose up to the challenge and sometimes we didnt but it has been tremendous joy playing together with each of you. Remembering kelly's previous post on our line, " we almost couldnt play together, but the car couldnt run on 3 tyres alone...acl injury is terrible but cw is playing again. i think it means alot to the line." Just want to say that each one of you mean alot to me and Im honoured to play a part as the 4th wheel. I still believe what Mr Loke said in the letter..All stars, all the way! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To J1s,&lt;br /&gt;It's been great seeing all the effort and committment that all of you have put in through these few months. Though I knew you all for maybe only about 2,3 months, its been a pleasure of mine to train and play with you all, it warms my heart to see all of you willing to be on the bench and not playing cause you all trust Yan and believes its for the better of the team. Hope that this year's national has been a great experience for you. I see great potential in each and everyone of you and I have confidence that VJ Floorball girls will return much stronger next year. Sometimes the way up is the way down, perhaps this year was the road heading down but more importantly, I know you all will be heading upwards next year, and I look forward to seeing you all in the finals next year. The trainings will be hard, but don't give up, all of you can do it and win the championship back next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To J2s,&lt;br /&gt;Its been almost 1 and half years playing together and with no doubt, this is the best team I have been a part of. Starting from nothing, not knowing floorball, not knowing each other to having a passion for the sport and a team spirit so strong, I could not ask for more. Though on the outside, all the trainings seemed to have amount to nothing without a placing or trophy, nothing is lost but all is gain. We've gained skills, tactics, fitness and most importantly, team mates/friends. As a team, we've been through tough times and not gained much tangible results, but to me, it doesnt matter at all. We gained true friends, we gained the respect of the other teams in the tournament. To me, thats all that matters at the end of everything because these cannnot be lost unless we choose to let them go. And I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To VJ Floorball girls,&lt;br /&gt;We came, we fought and we proved that we're not a team that can be underestimated because we played as a team in the best way possible, outstanding, outperforming, out having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but definitely not least,&lt;br /&gt;To my Father,&lt;br /&gt;What can I do but thank you for everything, none of these would have been possible without you. You helped me to stand up after a fall, after a bad injury and sustained me to the end of the season. You gave me strength when I was weak, you gave me hope when it was bleak. Though we didn't make it through and it really hurts, I know You have a reason for everything. I may not know it now and neither the team, maybe those who prayed together earlier today are questioning but I pray that one day they'll all believe and see the reason. I know that day will come. &lt;br /&gt;Mirrored here may my life tell of Your story.&lt;br /&gt;My utmost for Your highest, my best for Your glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-6412227634093640831?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/6412227634093640831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=6412227634093640831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6412227634093640831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/6412227634093640831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6412227634093640831' title='A journey I wont forget'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-5982407366445409289</id><published>2008-06-15T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T01:51:02.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of things have been happening which I may blog of it in time to come but right now, everything seems to be zooming past at the speed of light and all that rings in my mind is &lt;strong&gt;"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." Matt 11:28&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need that this moment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-5982407366445409289?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/5982407366445409289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=5982407366445409289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/5982407366445409289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/5982407366445409289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5982407366445409289' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-8608182552632470498</id><published>2008-04-14T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:06:38.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A grander plan</title><content type='html'>"But I got lost a time or two&lt;br /&gt;Wiped my brow and kept pushing through&lt;br /&gt;I can't see how every sign pointed straight to You..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's all part of a grander plan &lt;/strong&gt;that is coming true"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Position held, position suppose to hold, disappointing results, lost&lt;br /&gt;"It's not about the As and Bs, it's about worship to God"&lt;br /&gt;Heart wrenching as it may be,&lt;br /&gt;I know He knows best, it's all part of a grander plan&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, that nothing is out of Your control&lt;br /&gt;And thank you, to the one who said the above sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less of me, more of Him&lt;br /&gt;None of me, all of Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He must increase, but I must decrease John 3:30 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my weakness, Your strength is made perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I need You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-8608182552632470498?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/8608182552632470498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=8608182552632470498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/8608182552632470498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/8608182552632470498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8608182552632470498' title='A grander plan'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-4527249325716034717</id><published>2008-03-18T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:40:44.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He gives and takes away</title><content type='html'>He gives and takes away&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps He has taken away more, in quantity at least&lt;br /&gt;It hurts because it matters&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly, &lt;br /&gt;If it matters to me, I know it matters to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has taken away, &lt;br /&gt;but He has given as well&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps relatively less in quantity&lt;br /&gt;but more in other ways&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't trace His hand, trust His heart&lt;br /&gt;He knows best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-4527249325716034717?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/4527249325716034717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=4527249325716034717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/4527249325716034717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/4527249325716034717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4527249325716034717' title='He gives and takes away'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-3776631975101903258</id><published>2008-02-13T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:46:03.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Peace of God</title><content type='html'>"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God which surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus"&lt;br /&gt;Philipians 4:6,7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to wonder whether I'll still be able to give thanks to the Lord with all my heart even in the midst of rough times or if something unpleasant in human terms happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the answer today, the peace of God which surpasses all understanding shall keep me..&lt;br /&gt;How true it rang in my heart today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can surpass or even compare to the peace that God offers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-3776631975101903258?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/3776631975101903258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=3776631975101903258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/3776631975101903258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/3776631975101903258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3776631975101903258' title='The Peace of God'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-1583688771307323310</id><published>2008-01-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T00:16:29.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xw4smZ2v29E&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xw4smZ2v29E&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been there a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;Felt the rain like a thousand knives and it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I know it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I've been there like a fighter plane&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fly my way through a hurricane and it's hard&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Just call out to me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll come running to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;When the current pulls you under&lt;br /&gt;And your heart beats like thunder&lt;br /&gt;Just give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;And hold on&lt;br /&gt;Hold on until the storm is over&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be fighting for you&lt;br /&gt;Just give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;And hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you hope&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you faith&lt;br /&gt;And if it's dark&lt;br /&gt;I'll light the way for you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;By your side until the end&lt;br /&gt;Until you're standing tall again&lt;br /&gt;I'm here&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be here&lt;br /&gt;Always be here and if the tide sweeps you out to sea&lt;br /&gt;When your strength is gone and it's hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;When the current pulls you under&lt;br /&gt;And your heart beats like thunder&lt;br /&gt;Just give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;And hold on&lt;br /&gt;Hold on until the storm is over&lt;br /&gt;And I'l be fighting for you&lt;br /&gt;Just give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;And hold on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-1583688771307323310?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/1583688771307323310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=1583688771307323310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1583688771307323310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1583688771307323310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1583688771307323310' title='Hold on'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-7029153371384628159</id><published>2008-01-09T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:55:50.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"When you pass through the waters"&lt;br /&gt;Deep the waves may be and cold,&lt;br /&gt;But Jehovah is our refudge,&lt;br /&gt;And His promise is our hold;&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord Himself has said it,&lt;br /&gt;He, the faithful God and true;&lt;br /&gt;"When you come to the waters&lt;br /&gt;You will not go down, BUT THROUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seas of sorrow, seas of trial,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter anguish, fiercest pain,&lt;br /&gt;Rolling surges of temptation&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping over heart and brain&lt;br /&gt;They will never overflow us&lt;br /&gt;For we know His word is true;&lt;br /&gt;All His waves and all His billows&lt;br /&gt;He will lead us safely THROUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threatening breakers of destruction,&lt;br /&gt;Doubt's insidious undertow,&lt;br /&gt;Will not sink us, will not drag us&lt;br /&gt;Out to ocean depths of woe;&lt;br /&gt;For His promise will sustain us,&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord, whose Word is true!&lt;br /&gt;We will not go down, or under,&lt;br /&gt;For He says, "You will pass THROUGH"&lt;br /&gt;~Annie Johnson Flint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith, and the beginning of true faith is the end of anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;~George Muller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is not a sense, nor sight, nor reason, but simply taking God at His word.&lt;br /&gt;~Christmas Evans&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-7029153371384628159?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/7029153371384628159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=7029153371384628159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/7029153371384628159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/7029153371384628159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7029153371384628159' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-8796964800266997613</id><published>2007-12-28T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:33:06.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The road ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Exciting? Lots of Fun? Tiring? Challenging? Tough? Trying? Words gathered from people around for the year ahead, where the second year of JC and not forgetting A levels awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to say unkown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the past memories coming back so real, so vivid. Something grips me tight and at times it seems like its engulfing me to a point of near suffocation.&lt;br /&gt;It's fear.&lt;br /&gt;Fear of the year ahead, fear of the future, fear of the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for 2008?&lt;br /&gt;4 As at the A levels,&lt;br /&gt;1st at A divs,&lt;br /&gt;less challenges,&lt;br /&gt;less stress,&lt;br /&gt;less work,&lt;br /&gt;more friends,&lt;br /&gt;more fun,&lt;br /&gt;more posessions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;None,&lt;br /&gt;if its brings me away from Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Song(s) for 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be Your Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;lessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;In the land that is plentiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Where the streams of abundance flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When I'm found in the desert place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Though I walk through the wilderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing you pour out,I turn back to praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Still I will say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your glorious name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When the sun's shining down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When the world's all as it should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;On the road marked with suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Though there's pain in the offering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing you pour out,I turn back to praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When the darkness closes in, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Still I will say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your glorious name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You give and take away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You give and take away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;My heart will choose to say Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Blessed be your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Whatever the Circumstance May be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Saviour, comforter&lt;br /&gt;He's always there for me&lt;br /&gt;He brought me out of the darkness&lt;br /&gt;and caused the blind to see&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly father,&lt;br /&gt;take control of me&lt;br /&gt;For whatever the circumstance may be,&lt;br /&gt;I'll love him, and I know He loves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So we'll lift up our voice&lt;br /&gt;and sing unto our King&lt;br /&gt;We are weak, He is strong&lt;br /&gt;in His arms, we belong&lt;br /&gt;So we'll lift up our hearts&lt;br /&gt;and rejoice unto our King&lt;br /&gt;He is worthy, he is mighty&lt;br /&gt;He can do anything for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A sacrificial lamb&lt;br /&gt;He died for me&lt;br /&gt;He laid His life on the cross&lt;br /&gt;to rid us of our sins&lt;br /&gt;When trials clouds our lives&lt;br /&gt;and nothing seems right&lt;br /&gt;But whatever the circumstance may be&lt;br /&gt;I'll love Him, and I know He loves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Challenges are bound to come, no doubt about that. I don't ask that trials and challenges don't come or to breeze through next year, i only ask for Him to be so real to me, each step of the way, every single moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I hope that the words will ring true in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Help me to be able to say that whatever the circumstance may be, blessed be Your name..I will love you and I know You love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Some thoughs that came ringing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Voice of truth tells me a different story, the Voice of truth says do not be afraid..this is for My glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hang on to God, cause He's hanging on to You, He hasnt given up on You and will not, so don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If God is for you, who can be against you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"No man shall be able to stand before you all the days of your life..I will not leave you, nor forsake you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Be strong and of a good courage; do not be afraid, nor me dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:5,9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Even if you don't believe in yourself, believe that all things are possible with Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;As said earlier in the post, the year ahead is unkown..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Unknown to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but unknown is within the scope of the God that has been made known to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'd rather be in the midst of a storm then slightly off His will for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-8796964800266997613?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/8796964800266997613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=8796964800266997613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/8796964800266997613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/8796964800266997613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8796964800266997613' title='The road ahead'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-1833433177219026291</id><published>2007-11-29T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:29:12.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity</title><content type='html'>The Opportunity Statue- statue of a person with long, flowing hair infront of its face, but completely bald in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;You could grab it when it was coming towards you, but you could never get hold of it once it had passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning the value of time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise the value of one year,&lt;br /&gt;ask a student who has failed his final exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise the value of one month,&lt;br /&gt;ask a mother who just gave birth to a premature baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise the value of one week,&lt;br /&gt;ask the editor of a weekly newspaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise the value of one day,&lt;br /&gt;ask the daily labourer who has ten kids to feed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise the value of one hour,&lt;br /&gt;ask a boyfriend and girlfriend who are waiting to meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise the value of one minute,&lt;br /&gt;ask the person who just missed his flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise the value of one second,&lt;br /&gt;ask the person who survived a car accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realise the value of one milli-second,&lt;br /&gt;ask the person who has just won a gold medal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're given 86400 seconds each day to spend, invest or waste.&lt;br /&gt;Busy-ness or amusement isn't the goal in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It is doing what counts, one activity at a time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-1833433177219026291?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/1833433177219026291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=1833433177219026291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1833433177219026291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1833433177219026291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1833433177219026291' title='Opportunity'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-4455242861043524352</id><published>2007-10-23T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:43:52.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From the Inside Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A thousand times I've failed&lt;br /&gt;Still Your mercy remains And should I stumble again&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in Your grace&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your will above all else&lt;br /&gt;My purpose remains&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing myself&lt;br /&gt;In bringing You praise&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give You control&lt;br /&gt;Consume me from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;Lord let justice and praise&lt;br /&gt;Become my embrace&lt;br /&gt;To love you from the inside out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;And the cry of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Is to bring You praise&lt;br /&gt;From the inside out&lt;br /&gt;Lord my soul cries out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;help me to love You more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-4455242861043524352?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-1221203755763136646</id><published>2007-09-28T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:27:14.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says " do not be afraid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not given the spirit of fear..but of power and sound mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it your all, regardless of how rough each paper gets, keep thinking of giving your best for the next paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything too hard for God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your very best and trust God to do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No A's or B's needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts that ran through my mind the past week, thoughts that kept me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for praying and encouraging me through (you know who you all are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord. You carried me through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-1221203755763136646?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/1221203755763136646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=1221203755763136646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1221203755763136646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1221203755763136646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1221203755763136646' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-3852263222946448170</id><published>2007-08-26T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T00:45:46.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;" Even if you don't believe in youself, believe that all things are possible through God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So simple, so true, it spoke to me, it kept me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-3852263222946448170?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-4671356527152167714</id><published>2007-07-15T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T01:13:39.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Draw me close to you&lt;br /&gt;Never let me go&lt;br /&gt;I lay it all down again&lt;br /&gt;To hear you say that I'm your friend&lt;br /&gt;You are my desire&lt;br /&gt;No one else will do&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing else can take your place&lt;br /&gt;To feel the warmth of your embrace&lt;br /&gt;Help me find the way&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;You’re all I want&lt;br /&gt;Y ou’re all I've ever needed&lt;br /&gt;You’re all I want&lt;br /&gt;Help me know you are near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my weakness, is Your strength made perfect&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-4671356527152167714?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/4671356527152167714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=4671356527152167714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/4671356527152167714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/4671356527152167714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4671356527152167714' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-9104436552003898922</id><published>2007-06-01T02:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T00:43:19.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bless the Broken Road</title><content type='html'>Well, didn't managed to put the song up so I'll just put the lyrics, been listening to this song quite abit these days. Nice song, meaningful one..hopefully I'll be able to put the song up soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Bless the Broken Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I set out on a narrow way many years ago&lt;br /&gt;Hoping I would find true love along the broken road&lt;br /&gt;But I got lost a time or two&lt;br /&gt;Wiped my brow and kept pushing through&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you&lt;br /&gt;Every long lost dream lead me to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars&lt;br /&gt;Pointing me on my way into your loving arms&lt;br /&gt;This much I know is true&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;br /&gt;That led me straight to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about the years I spent just passing through&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you&lt;br /&gt;But you just smile and take my hand&lt;br /&gt;You've been there you understand&lt;br /&gt;It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every long lost dream lead me to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars&lt;br /&gt;Pointing me on my way into your loving arms&lt;br /&gt;This much I know is true&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road&lt;br /&gt;That led me straight to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-9104436552003898922?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/9104436552003898922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=9104436552003898922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/9104436552003898922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/9104436552003898922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#9104436552003898922' title='Bless the Broken Road'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-2499460625720729953</id><published>2007-06-01T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:08:44.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been sometime...&lt;br /&gt;A fresh touch from above is all I want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-2499460625720729953?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/2499460625720729953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=2499460625720729953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/2499460625720729953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/2499460625720729953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2499460625720729953' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-1916380046960858993</id><published>2007-05-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T23:10:49.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang on there</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Don't give up, don't give in, give it all to HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hang on to God, cause He's hanging on to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-1916380046960858993?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/1916380046960858993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=1916380046960858993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1916380046960858993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/1916380046960858993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1916380046960858993' title='Hang on there'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-81721397182006288</id><published>2007-02-13T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:10:40.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, lead on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Was on the bus back today, listening to my mp3, a familar song, heard and sang many times but this time it was different. The song spoke to me in a way which I can't explain in words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Perfect song, perfect time, no coincidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;GOD MAKES NO MISTAKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;My life I give to you O lord&lt;br /&gt;Use me I pray&lt;br /&gt;May I glorify your precious name&lt;br /&gt;In all I do and say&lt;br /&gt;Let me trust you in the valley dark&lt;br /&gt;As well as in the Light&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you will always lead me&lt;br /&gt;Your will I always right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know God makes no mistake&lt;br /&gt;He leads in every path I take&lt;br /&gt;Along the way that’s&lt;br /&gt;leading me to home&lt;br /&gt;Though at times my heart would break&lt;br /&gt;There’s a purpose in every change he makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That others would see my life and know&lt;br /&gt;That God makes no mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And when someday in heav’n above&lt;br /&gt;I see His dear face&lt;br /&gt;May I then be counted faithful&lt;br /&gt;As a runner in this race&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m trusting in the Savior&lt;br /&gt;To show me the way&lt;br /&gt;In His righteousness He guides me&lt;br /&gt;As I seek to please Him day by day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God makes no mistake&lt;br /&gt;He leads in every path I take&lt;br /&gt;Along the way that’s leading me to home&lt;br /&gt;Though at times my heart would break&lt;br /&gt;There’s a purpose in every change he makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That others would see my life and know&lt;br /&gt;That God makes no mistake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Recieved the results, so it's time for decision making once again. Where to go? Which place do I like best? How about friends? How about the culture of the school? How about coping with the pace? So many questions have been running through my head..unsure, unclear as to which school to choose but 2 things I know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;1. God makes no mistake, He will lead in every path. This is always a comforting thought that the God who never fails is in complete control but the thing that struck me most is the next point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;2. All I want is that others will see my life and know that God makes no mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That's the purpose of a Christian living on this earth, to point others to Christ and what better way than through the life we live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Had fears on which school to put as what choice and the consequences it will bring about but I guess when things seems so unclear and uncertain, we just got to take a step of faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;"As soon as the priests.. set foot in Jordan, its waters..will be cut off" Josh 3:13 The Israelites were told to "set foot in the Jordan" before " its waters..will be cut off". If they had come down to the riverbank and waited for the water to divide before stepping into the water, they would have waited in vain. Similarly, we must learn to take God at His Word and walk straight ahead in obedience, even when we can see no way to go forward. Many times we expect barriers to be removed and the path to clear before we even try to pass through them. If we could only move straight ahead in faith, the road will be cleared for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's not where I will feel comfortable, it's not where I want to go, it's where God wants me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here am I Lord, send me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-81721397182006288?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/81721397182006288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=81721397182006288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/81721397182006288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/81721397182006288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#81721397182006288' title='Lord, lead on...'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-9152390261036998949</id><published>2007-01-31T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T20:06:05.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith...Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Every breath and step we take is of faith. Early in the morning, we trust the alarm clock to ring and wake us up. We sit on the chair, trusting that it won't give way. We take the lift and trust that it doesn't break down. We take the bus and trust that the bus driver will drive you to your destination safely. We walk in the building, trusting that it won't collapse. The list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt a lesson on faith and trust the past few days/weeks. It's been a trying time but i thank God for everything that happened because it taught me a precious lesson -faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Without faith, we can do nothing pleasing in God's sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But without faith it is impossible to please Him.." Hebrews 11:6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;With faith, we can move mountains.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If you have faith as a mustard seed,ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place;and it shall remove;and nothing shall be impossible unto you." Matthew 17:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in Him and He shall bring it to pass." Psalms 37:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In God have have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do unto me." Psalms 57:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The fear of the man brings a snare. But whoever trusts in the Lord shall be safe" Proverbs 29:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every word of God is pure: He is a shield to those who put their trust in Him." Proverbs 30:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Rather than having faith in man that makes mistakes, why not trust the Almighty God that makes no mistake?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes things seem bleak and impossible but sometimes it just takes a step of faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A simple step of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"For with God nothing shall be impossible." Luke 1:37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Trust and obey, for there's no other way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-9152390261036998949?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/9152390261036998949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=9152390261036998949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/9152390261036998949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/9152390261036998949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#9152390261036998949' title='Faith...Trust'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-3806428480910480283</id><published>2007-01-31T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T19:15:32.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replying to tags</title><content type='html'>Jiahao: Haha, well, hopefully i can post a new one later..hahas. Thanks for your prayers! Cont to shine so brightly for the Lord! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: Heyz, thanks for everything, thank God for your labour in the outing ministry :) May you stay so close to the Lord, every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seto: Hey seto! May God guide you in every decision you make, hang on and press on! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nameless: Heyz, thank God for your willingness to serve :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPY: hey! havent seen u for a long time! How's nj?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean: Heyz, yeah, catch up with ya soon! Takkaires and cont to be that shining light for the Lord wherever u are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie: Thanks for coming by, thank God for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daph: Haha, well, think i updated you alittle already. Take cares, catch up with ya soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Hey, you're a blessing to many, including me. Cont to draw near to God even as you study for His glory, praying for you, shine on bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Heyz, haha..well, at least the tagboard's still alive and a post! thanks for coming by :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-3806428480910480283?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/3806428480910480283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=3806428480910480283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/3806428480910480283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/3806428480910480283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3806428480910480283' title='Replying to tags'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-116902685042666029</id><published>2007-01-17T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:40:50.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replying to tags</title><content type='html'>Jiahao: I updated!haha..Yup, let's look onwards in this brand new year! may the Lord use you mightily to impact the people around you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lll: Thanks for your tag! Really sorry, but who's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wang2: Heyz, thanks for being such a great and special bro..thank God for using you to touch the lives of many around you. Cont to shine so brightly for the Lord in 2007, stay close to Him every moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daph: You're a special sister to me too.. :) May you walk so closely to the Lord every day, take cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity Junk Age: Heyz, thanks for coming by, even though my blog is quite dead. Thanks for everything, it's been really great getting to know you in the past few weeks. Thank God for you, a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth: Haha, yeah, changed the template..hmm..think it shld be your comp, cos it happened to mine as well at one point of them.yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: Thank God that you found a job! Take care too Pink rock! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus: Thank God for raising you up as a leader for His group, stay close to Him and shine one.&lt;br /&gt;Rock, stone and pebble sounds like scissors, paper, stone..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice: Haha..it's okay, slow better than never..haha..Anw, may the Lord use you greatly in RGS, win those souls for Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie: Hey Jessie, thanks for coming by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seto: Heyz! Hope you're adjusting well to perth! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-116902685042666029?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/116902685042666029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=116902685042666029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116902685042666029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116902685042666029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116902685042666029' title='Replying to tags'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-116902549476372593</id><published>2007-01-17T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:19:14.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making decisions? Whose call?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well, the past few weeks have been pretty busy, getting used to and fitting into VJ. Firstly, just wanna say that VJ has been great, the school, the school spirit, the people and all. But it's been quite tough trying to adapt and get used to it. It's really quite different from secondary school I must say, and secondary school don't really prepare you well for JC, academically as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But oh well, it's been an interesting experience stepping into VJ, and I thank God for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The past few weeks required alot of decision making and none of them was an easy one to make. Despite reading through this chapter quite a number of times, didn't notice this verse but as I was reading it yesterday, simple as it was, it touched my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" A man's heart deviseth his way: but the Lord directeth his steps" Proverbs 16:9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Man can plan and devise his own ways but God is the one who directs the step. Thankfully, things can take place in this way rather than the other way round. We can devise our own ways but it's still in the mind or by words and not action but directing the step, means taking action. Once the step/action is taken it can't been taken back. Thank God that it is the God that makes no mistakes that direct each step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This brought to mind another verse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts." Isaiah 55:8,9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Making decisions, easy ones, tough ones, they all need to be made with the wisdom from above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lord, I need Your wisdom. Lord, I need You. Help me never to rely on my own wisdom, my own strength, but to lean and trust You in every decision, every step of the way. Nothing of myself, all of You. Keep my eyes on You alone. Keep me so close to You. Help me to live the life that You want me to live, that I may testify of Your fame and glory where ever I am. Break me, Lord. Use me. I love You Lord. In Jesus's name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-116902549476372593?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/116902549476372593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=116902549476372593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116902549476372593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116902549476372593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116902549476372593' title='Making decisions? Whose call?'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-116750019999736990</id><published>2006-12-31T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T01:36:40.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back on 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;The year's comng to an end, in fact its the last day of 2006 and I thought I'll just blog about the year gone by.Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well, like I've said during friday Uth worship, this year has been a really challenging year for me. Stepping into 2006, the O level years was something I really dreaded. Why? I don't have the exact answer, expectations to meet, facing unseen but known pressure? But I all know is Jesus led me all the way. Looking back at the year, definitely, I couldn't have done it myself. Definitely not my own abilities or talents or anything at all, if not, I wouldn't be alive typing this now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Thinking back, I am just SO amazed of how God led me through everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sports day- He showed Himself strong and bonded 4GY together despite difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Gym Nationals- As I posted earlier, He comforted, He lifted, He made all things beautiful in His time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Dramafest- He answered my prayers way beyond my imagination, we prayed as a class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Uth camp- Totally blew me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Decision(s) made- Through ups and downs, He was always there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Want to take this time to thank God for 3 people who have really been such an encouragement and blessing to me through the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cheryl- Thank you and thank God for you, always so willing to listen, always there for me. Thank you so much for all your encouragement and just your testimony really bless and encourages my heart, tremendously. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Daph- Thank God for you, really. Always so encouraging, with all the smses and tags. Thank you for every single encouragement, every prayer uttered for me, every joke you said to make me laugh, every smile on your face that brightens up my day. Thank you so much. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Kenneth- Thank you and thank God for you. You're a special blessing to me and many others. Thanks for being there, always there to listen and encourage. Thanks for everything. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Of course, many others have been a blessing to me as well but I can't type everyone's name down cause this will be an ultra long post then! But anyway, to everyone who's reading this blog, thank you and thank God for each one of you. Thank God for bringing you into my life, allowing me to know you. Yes, you. Each and everyone of you. Thank you for every greeting you said to me, every word you said that encouraged my heart, every smile that brought joy to me. Thank you everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh yeah, want to thank God for 4GY '06, a special class in my heart. All the times we went through- competitions, tests, scoldings, winning prizes, taking part in dramafest and all, not forgetting O levels and even to the seeemingly mundane thing, sitting together as a class through all the lessons. Precious moments which I will always remember. How we fought hard as a class, how we stood as one no matter what happened. Even though I don't know how I got the name 'Ou xiang' and all, but I just want to say that everyone of you are so special to me, thank God for each one of you being in the same class for 2 years, going through thick and thin together. Here's wishing every single 4GY-ian all the best for the years ahead! Keep striving, never give in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Through this year, there were many trials and I thank God for every trial that I went through, because I know that each one was specially tailored by my Master for me, to make me stronger, for the best of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In summary, one thing that I learnt this year is, brokeness. Remembered a phrase I saw somewhere, the way up is the way down..a broken and contrite heart is the best place where God can work. I fell many times this year, my lowest point included, but that's when I saw how weak and pathetic I was, friends will fail me, I will fail myself. They did, and I did. But God never did and never will. Before I end off, just want to thank God for breaking me more and more each time, though I've still a long long way to go, God has helped me to see and realize that without God, I am nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Really. Without God, I am nothing, absolutely nothing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lord, thank you so much for Your goodness and mercy towards me, looking beyond my weakness and finding purest gold in this weak, incapable, sinful, one who grieves You so much. Lord, there's so much I want to say and thank You for, but words just can't describe it. Lord, You are SO good. Lord, lead me onward as a pilgrim, bound for heaven, never to roam, till I see my heavenly home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To all reading this (including myself), life is a race. Remember its not a sprint but a marathon. Consistency is what that matters. When it's all been said and done, there's only one thing that matters- Everyday of your life, was it lived for self, others or God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Lord, help us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-116750019999736990?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/116750019999736990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=116750019999736990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116750019999736990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116750019999736990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116750019999736990' title='Looking back on 2006'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-116636045765964722</id><published>2006-12-17T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:34:42.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life on earth- a vapour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pc5SdTV6rYk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pc5SdTV6rYk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wanted to upload this video but didnt know how to, so I'll just put up the link. It's a meaningful and thought-provoking video, about When Its All Been Said and Done, do take some time to watch it if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal" 2Cor 4:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ups and downs, highs and lows, even right now but ultimately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Whom have I in heaven but thee? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is my strength of my heart, and my portion for ever." Psalms 73:25,26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-116636045765964722?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/116636045765964722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=116636045765964722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116636045765964722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116636045765964722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116636045765964722' title='Life on earth- a vapour'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-116606497313947643</id><published>2006-12-14T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:37:52.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uth camp 2006- Run the Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Am always speechless when I think about how much God has blessed this camp, not that there's nothing to say, there's just too much to say, but I'll try to pen it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run the race camp has been a learning journey for me from the day we started preparing for this camp once the grouping of the leaders were out. Being in winter, was a huge blessing. Preparation started with numerous prayer meetings as well as getting friends to sign up and the sorting out of team members. That's when the 'challenge' of inviting friends began. Only managed to ask my classmates about camp after the O levels and so it was quite a mad rush but even then, I thank God that He showed Himself strong, and brought Meiyi in. To be honest, I was doubting that Meiyi could come for the camp initially due to the apparent situation but thats when I learnt my first lesson,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;whatever is impossible with man, is possible with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Another lesson that I learnt was a result of the reshuffling of team members. I was quite afraid when I saw the team members and because of that I trusted God in everything cause I knew I couldn't do anything but then when the reshuffling came about, the team seemed to me as 'easier' and I got complacent and starting thinking that it will be an easy job, God knew that and He prevented that. God showed me that I must decrease so that He can increase as I got to know about somethings about the team just before the camp. It was then that I realized I had become complacent, thinking that I could do it in my own strength but I was wrong, upon being aware of certain things, I became afraid that I couldn't do it and that's when I learnt to trust God with everything again, knowing that I will definitely crumble if I tried on my own. But one thing that always confort me was that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God likes to use the weak to achieve great things for Him and only when we know we can't do it and we're nothing then can God really use us. When we feel helpless and useless, that's the time when God comes in, and use this empty vessel to do His work and greater things can be achieved because it's not about self, it's about HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Even though God is King, He is our brother and friend as well, always so encouraging.. God knows me better than I know myself. Quite a few times throughout the camp, without myself realizing, I was feeling discouraged and somehow each time before I know it, God sends someone with a word of encouragement that makes my day and keeps me going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God is soooo...good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;One song that really touched my heart is "When its all been said and done"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When its all been said and done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There is just one thing that matters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Did I do my best to live for truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Did I live my life for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When its all been said and done&lt;br /&gt;All my treasures will mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;Only what I’ve done for love’s reward&lt;br /&gt;Will stand the test of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lord Your mercy is so great&lt;br /&gt;That You look beyond our weakness&lt;br /&gt;And find purest gold in miry clay&lt;br /&gt;Making sinners into saints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I will always sing your praise&lt;br /&gt;Here on earth and ever after&lt;br /&gt;For You’ve shown me&lt;br /&gt;Heaven’s my true Home&lt;br /&gt;When its all been said and done&lt;br /&gt;You’re my life when life is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When its all been said and done&lt;br /&gt;There is just one thing that matters&lt;br /&gt;Did I do my best to live for truth&lt;br /&gt;Did I live my life for You&lt;br /&gt;Lord I’ll live my life for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Jesus has done it all, when everything has been said and done, what really matters? Not status, not reputation, not popularity, not anything but a life that was lived for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking through the theme of this year Uth camp, Run the race.. Life itself is a race. Everyday we're running a race, whether it is for ourself or for someone else, whether we're running after the world or running after God, everyone has a race to run and as people have said, Christianity is like a race, not a sprint but a marathon, it's not how fast we run that matters, its how FAR you run for God that matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, ignite a fire in me that will never die out till I see my heavenly home, make me a stranger to this world and all of its treasures. I just want to be able to go through each day and say that Lord, I've lived this day for you and at the end of this one life, Lord, I've given my best to you, Lord, I've lived this life for you. Help me Lord, to run this race of life for you, with no turning back. Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-116606497313947643?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/116606497313947643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=116606497313947643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116606497313947643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116606497313947643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116606497313947643' title='Uth camp 2006- Run the Race'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-116599813693930176</id><published>2006-12-13T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T16:22:16.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New template</title><content type='html'>Wow..it has sure been long since i last posted..haha..wanted to post but wanted to change my blogskin to a full screen one even more badly and so I did but now I have no time to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i will post the next time my hand touches the computer, till then, cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, apologies for the tagboard, 'koped' it from somewhere and being really lousy at blogs, i don't know how to delete the tags so just tag it. Yup :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-116599813693930176?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/116599813693930176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=116599813693930176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116599813693930176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/116599813693930176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116599813693930176' title='New template'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-115734439067122047</id><published>2006-09-04T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:36:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Okay, wanted to tag on the tagboard but once again it died on me after one tag so yup here's the reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGE thanks to all who tagged-bern,daph,cherie,jeremy,marcus,edmund,jean..thanks for all ur tags,you're all really special and a blessing to me.=) sorry,cant reply the tags invidually cos i gotta run, tc everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-115382124810039711</id><published>2006-07-25T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:34:40.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Nationals '06- Trust Him and He will deliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well, last week was an interesting week,fully packed one as well..wanted to post abt it during the weekend but it was gone before i knew it. Hopefully my memory holds as to all that i wanted to post about ( i doubt so though, somehow i can hardly rmb anything now..OOPS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anyway, the week started with monday, had a tiring day in sch, learnt kick boxing during mass pe, soaked my class tee, went home after sch for abt an hr with isabel den had to drag myself out of the house and back to sch again. Then, we made our way to bishan sports hall, tried out the apparatus, it was quite ok i guess except tt we didnt get to try the vault out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tues-chem mock..was bad..but nvm, its okay..wonder if i'll pass though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Wed- Com day!!! Was like a dead zombie,slept late,woke up early,slept for 4 hrs, made my way to bishan with isabel. First was the 'C' div, it went well, except for the little hitch of shona's fear of vault..but im really proud of ya shona, u made it over!!woohoo! Next, was 'B' div, it started quite late so we stoned for sometime..saw A. Annie n 'saved' her from blurness..haha..den others including bernice,stef,eric,jiahao and cheryl came..wahh...but thanks to all for coming down!!! Many things went wrong on the com.. Beam was fine, floor was bad-slipped on my ankle guard and rolled on the floor instead of flipping in mid air, lez didnt manage to complete her last tumbling, vault started of quite interestinly-isabel crashed into the vault for the second one,looked really painful, bars was fine-jus went there to have fun ( comments later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thurs- HCL test..was really bad but nvm at least I cld say i studied for it..yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Fri- Gym finals,slept late,woke up early,4 hrs again..stoned the whole day but it was sure exciting to watch the national team pple compete, beautiful routines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sat- EL prelim oral...it was quite okay, had a good chat with the examiner who was a really nice teacher, was abit emo during one part of the conversation but all in all, it was good i guess..we shall see real soon..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hmm..this year's com was really different,from all the 8 yrs that i've competed. It was tough yet sweet at the end. The team faced many probs throughout the months preceeding the competition..Initially, we had 5 members, but we were down to 4 nearer the com,the bare bare minimum, one team member was out and i was affected by it, not because we're down to 4, but i worried for her future,i worried for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Next, i sprained my ankle,tore my ligament..was not supposed to cont training or compete but well, i still did..from my perspective, i didnt hv a choice, i didnt want to let the team down, somehow there was jus some kind of invisible pressure on me..i cont training, but i cldnt do much during training, it took me weeks to slowly get back into shape for the com again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The team morale was low, really low ( we almost didnt want to compete)...some missed trainings jus b4 the com and i was still unable to complete everything i was supposed to do during the com, was really close with 1 wk plus to the com and things became worse, i sprained my ankle during training, i was smashed at that pt of time, i worked hard to regain back after mths n weeks and jus when i was abt to get it all back, i was almost back to the original position, it was all gone at that pt..At one pt of time i even blamed one of the team mates in a way,thinking why she was missing trainings when she was perfectly fit and fine when others are training so hard and some even struggling to get back again..I jus didnt like falling and falling (literally).Questioned God "why?", there's was nothing i cld do but trust HIM and true enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"And the Lord shall help them; and deliver them: He shall deliver them from the wicked, and save them, because they trust in Him"-Psalms 37:40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The Lord helped me in miraculous ways.. I recovered speedily,within 2 trainings, i was back again. I saw God's purpose in all of this as well, God used my injury to be a testimony to my team mates. We had a good talk abt a week before the com, it was an emo one, but good one,things were settled once and for all, and we were all ready for the com. We wanted to jus compete as a team, not expecting to win anything but to jus go out strong as a team and finish strong as one..we did jus that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This yr's com has really taught me many things, things i'll always remember.. Even when things of life seem so hard that we jus want to give up, God is still in control, everything's still in His hands and for everything thst happened, there's definately a purpose, sometimes it jus takes sometime for it to reveal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Was looking at the past posts and came across a post- Who's in control? Truly, i was reminded that through everything God is in perfect control. Things may go wrong and they certainly have during this yr's com, practically everything tt cld hv gone wrong when wrong but nothing was out of God's control.. Man proposes, God disposes..its not up to us to control the situation, we jus need to do our part and God will take care of the rest. Whether things turn out the way there're supposed to, it is the perfect will of God. And nothing beats that, all things can go wrong in the eyes of man, but its always better to be in centre of the hurricane of life then to be slightly off the centre of God's will for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Trust Him, and He WILL deliver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-115382124810039711?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/115382124810039711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=115382124810039711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115382124810039711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115382124810039711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115382124810039711' title='Gym Nationals &apos;06- Trust Him and He will deliver'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-115381643301220344</id><published>2006-07-25T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:33:41.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Replying to the tags first again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Daph: Hey, thanks for your prayers,every one made a difference =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jeremy: haha..okay..soon soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Cherie: haha..nice butterfly?hard to imagine u saying that..haha..anw,yeah, havent catch up with ya for sometime,soon yeah?takkaires,cya ard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Shawn v: haha..yup,it went well in the hands of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jya: wahh..u're the regular patron!haha..thnks alot for coming by each time..great to cya on fri,must come more often k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Eggy: heyz..wow..this year com's was surely different yeah? it was my greatest joy to be in the same team as ya =)=)=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-115381643301220344?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/115381643301220344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=115381643301220344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115381643301220344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115381643301220344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115381643301220344' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-115242950343639166</id><published>2006-07-09T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:33:19.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my All in all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; will say unto God my rock, why hasnt thou forgotten me? why go i mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, where is thy God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-Psalms 42:9-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You are my All in All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You are my strength when I am weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You are the treasure that I seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You are my All in all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Seeking You as a precious jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Lord to give up, I'll be a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You are my All in all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God, worthy is Your name&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God, worthy is Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Taking my sin,my cross, my shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Rising again I bless Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You are my All in all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;When I fall down You pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;When I am dry You fill my cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You are my All in all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God, worthy is Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jesus, Lamb of God, worthy is Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Romans 8:28- " And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to thme who are the called according to His purpose"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Not knowing Your purpose in everything Lord, but claiming Your promise and trusting that all things work together for good. Everything You bring in my life, is the best I can have for You never give less than Your best to Your children. You are my strength when I am weak..when I fall down You pick me up.. trusting You, take my by the hand and lead me all the way.Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-115242950343639166?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/115242950343639166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=115242950343639166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115242950343639166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115242950343639166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115242950343639166' title='You are my All in all'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-115242872253862930</id><published>2006-07-09T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:32:46.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been sometime since i came online. Well,shall reply tags cos i cant tag on my tagboard again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To marcus: haha..u ah,suan pple..but tts true!(oops..i didnt dat)HAHA. Anyway, jus wanna a huge thanks for coming by each time and tagging,its a real encouragement to see you going ard diff blogs, tagging and being such an encouragement to many..thanks bro! takkaires! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jya: Hi! its always great to see ur tag! Its been sometime since i saw u, hope to see ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ah cat: Heyz, thnks for popping by, takkaires too sis! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Bernice: Heyz, thnks for popping by, great to cya grow in the Lord, cont to stay close to Him..cya ard,tc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Daph: Heyz, thnks for all ur prayers, drama fest went really went, truly and undeniably, it was by God's grace that saw us through..guess u noe the details already..yup =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-115242872253862930?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/115242872253862930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=115242872253862930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115242872253862930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115242872253862930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115242872253862930' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-115072401232161180</id><published>2006-06-19T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:31:21.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hmm..welll,its been an amazing past 2 weeks, quite madness as well, packed with camps but i thank God for all of them, every moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Firstly, Koinonia camp..only managed to go during the day from wednesday onwards.. but it was great! Was really excited, anticipating wednesday to come n finally it came..cheryl n i made our way down, it was rather amazing that we didnt get lost despite walking a rather long dist but anw, back to the camp..the atmosphere at the camp was jus overwhelming..immediately i cld sense the bond between the younger ones that have been build..it was truly amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;There's quite alot of things which happened during those few days (wednesday plus tribal camp) learnt many many things and was really rebuked as well but i'll jus narrow down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the afternoon on wednesday, we played the Game of Life, a game i'll never forget. (shall jump to my thoughts on the game) kinda shared with the pple at tribal camp again but well, shall add more.. Initially, after the game when I found out abt the church n stuff, sadly but undeniably, within me I started complaining how it was unfair n stuff but after much thought..i saw the true meaning and the reality of the game. The name "Game of Life" was the most suitable title for it..it really depicted the world and its sinfulness. The stock market, gambling,cheats and many others..thats exactly what the world is offering us..though it may not seem so obvious or real to us..this is what we'll face in the near future or maybe even now and the way we played the game is probably goin to be the way we'll 'play' our life as well..as least for me, i saw that the way i played the game was a reflection of how i wld live my life on this earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;God spoke to many people through many things.. I tried to look at the different angles of the game.. For those that made it to the church, from what I heard, they were asked if they were willing to give up all their money for the cross and to spread the good news to those ard n this 'failed' in a way and it showed me how Christians are now, it was a reflection of my life as well, giving up all for God? was told that for those who had little 'money', it was easy to give up but for those that had more..it was harder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God" Matt 19:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The number of pple who heard abt the church were also limited. It was supposed to be spread through seto(the old man) or those who had already gone to the church, but this spreading of the word was limited. Some might find it unfair that they didnt get to talk to seto or smth, i was like that too, but thinking abt it..thats how it is with life isn't it? Chances are rare, they dun always come by, we have to grab them at once and many a times we dunnoe whats in for all these chances, we may blame that we didnt noe seto was the 'key' to goin to church but how often in life do we know that that was THE chance? The other way- through those who had gone to church, they did mention to spread the word ard but it was limited..that reflected my life..many times i spend time with my friends, walk past many on the streets, but never took the effort to seek for every opportunity to share the gospel and grab every opportunity for witnessing to witness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Through out the game, jus wanted to have fun, esp with denise and amanda j, following whatever they wanted to do so that they cld enjoy themselves n i learnt a lesson from this.. friends do influence us, our choices, our actions.. esp friends of the world, they tempt us with worldly things n often it is hard to say no..we ought to be an influence to others not to be lured into the world by them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The thing that struck me most was the way i played the game cos it was a true reflection of how i am and prob will lead this life. Working alittle, earn abit of money, try the education route, hoping to lead a 'better' life with more benefits, trying the stock market to earn more etc..it was a true reflection..esp the education route,perhaps maybe the world has paved the way, study hard, get a good job, earn more money and u'll lead a good life..but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;" For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?" Matt 16:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;At the end of the game,I was really rebuked by this, so what if we gain the whole world, this life on earth will come to an end and what will be my answer to God?I was really disaappointed with myself, i've made many decisions, desiring God to be my all in all..but after seeing the way i played the game..truly is God my all in all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it" Matt 16:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;That were the main pts of Koinonia camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Now, on to leadership camp.. Firstly, it was truly God's working that allowed me to go for camp and I was jus simply thankful to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I learnt many lessons from there too..one of the few will be teamwork, it was clearly shown to me during all the games, that nothing beats teamwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;The messages preached by Chee Keen were the highlight of the camp, they were really powerful n it wldnt hv been possible without God.. It really amazed me at how God moved and impacted many or everyone in the camp.. same message, different way God spoke to each individual. For me, i felt like the messages were tailored-made for me or smth, it was really amazing..went in to camp with a few 'expectations' and God met n answered them through the messages.. the questions Chee Keen asked at the end of the messages were simply the ones i had in mind..esp the 2nd night..i was exactly at that position he described..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Overall, the camp was great! the fellowship, the messages, the sweet spirit n not forgetting the crazy times we had in the gals room..wahh..it was madness but great fun! was really glad to be part of it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Reading someone's post reminded me of where I really am and feeling right now n all I can do is utter a prayer to my dearest Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Lord, You've spoken to me through many things, You've let me through many things as well and I see Your purpose in everything..to bring me to the end of my ways and turn my eyes upon You. I know there's nothing else I can do in my own strength..I am so weak but thou art mighty..I am tired of trying to solve problems in my own strength, im nothing without You, O Lord. I pray for a revival in my heart, that wld change my life forever, that nothing done in my life will glorify myself but You alone. Lord, i pray You break me and take everything that will hinder me from doing Your will away.. I want to serve you, i want to be the lady of influence You've planned for me to be, I want to be sold-out for You..I only desire that You be my All in all. Lord, i need You more than anything, Lord, I pray You show me the way and give me the grace to obey You every step of the way. In Jesus name I pray, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-115072401232161180?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/115072401232161180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=115072401232161180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115072401232161180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/115072401232161180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115072401232161180' title='Camps!'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114941006126736339</id><published>2006-06-04T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:27:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's in control?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;" Man proposes, God disposes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Finding this quotation really true.. Many have argued and are still debating on whether we, humans are in control of our own destiny and fate or fate controls man.. Is there 'someone higher' above that is ultimately in control?For me, the answer is definitely a clear one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Many things don't go according to our plan or some may call it the 'perfect plan' we have right to the very detail of things. However, we can plan all we want but if its not God's will it wont happen..Just like organising an event- we can plan all the games, prepare an 8 course meal with fine delicacy (doenst really fit though..but nvm..haha), get ready all the logistics but after all the preparation... it rains and the event is cancelled. We can plan all we want but ultimately its not up to us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Similarly, even in studies, we come up with a 'perfect' study plan, wat to study and when and how, right to the exact hour, minute or topic. But ultimately, we are not the Master planner, God's ultimately in control. Life is unpredictable as many say, thinsg often don't go according to what we plan or want.. It does according to HIS plan. Guess its defininitely better, cause our plans (as imperfect pple) come up with imperfect plans that have loopholes that we cannot see but HIS plan doesnt have loopholes..its perfect, 100% so we can fully trust HIM. If we were to trust ourselves, or rather if I were to trust myself with life, i'll be gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2 Cor 1:9- "But we had the sentence of death in ourseleves, that we should not trust in ourselves, but in God which raiseth the dead"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;There's no point fighting for what we want..its what God wants for us..What is not ours, will not be ours.. What is ours will ultimately..... Be ours, no doubt. It's all a matter of trust and God will send trials to test and strengthen our trust in Him jus like Peter walking on water..When His eyes were on Jesus, he managed to walk on water but once He looked around him and saw the stituation around him, his disbelief caused him to sink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt 14:29,30- " And he said Come.And Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on the water to go to Jesus. But when he saw the wind boisterous, he was afraid; and beginning to sink, he cried, saying Lord, save me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Many times I'm like Peter, there's a certain point of time when keep my focus and put my full trust on God, den the next moment i take my eyes and focus on God and look around me, seeing all the problems that jus keep on coming, slamming at my face, I start to lose focus and dpubt God, i begin to 'sink'...i lost my faith in God that He's in control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Many times we base our situation on the things that are happening around us, whether things are going well or bad, i tend to do that many times but its definitely not a good thing to do cos then life hardly seem as good as it suppose to be. Faith is not based on how thinsg around us may seem, faith is base on the God that never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Cor 5:7- "For we walk by faith and not by sight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Shall end with a verse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt 17:20- "And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If you have faith as a mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain. Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall be remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114941006126736339?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114941006126736339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114941006126736339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114941006126736339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114941006126736339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114941006126736339' title='Who&apos;s in control?'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114846848369375516</id><published>2006-05-24T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:24:51.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Way is Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When my way seems dark and dreary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And the future I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My heart feels so empty as the tears unending flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When my heart breaks with sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And a temptest fills my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This one thing I know for sure; My God is in control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;His way is perfect, His way is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Though I don't understand His wise and loving plan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;His way is perfect. His way is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Take my life and make a vessel purified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;God makes no mistakes, His way is best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When the toils of life are come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And my heart is worn with care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I faint 'neath the burden of a cross I cannot bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When the joy has departed from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My sorrow stricken soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This one thing I know for sure: My God is in control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;His way is perfect, His way is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't understand His wise and loving plan,&lt;br /&gt;His way is perfect. His way is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Take my life and make a vessel purified.&lt;br /&gt;God makes no mistakes, His way is best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114846848369375516?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114846848369375516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114846848369375516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114846848369375516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114846848369375516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114846848369375516' title='His Way is Perfect'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114830132301481653</id><published>2006-05-22T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:24:21.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another update! alittle slow la but nevertheless..here was the most interesting weekend experience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Friday-was supposed to catch up with my sleep from the draining week but i didnt manage too..so i found myself making my way for friday teenz worship..we watched a documentary on the unveiling of the da vinci code..yup den after everything..the lights went off and the MANGO birthday cake 'arrived' ..was kinda lost (im sure many cld tell..haha) Anyway,everything ended late and apparently the 'sabo' was off initially..den it was on again! (without me knowing of course) *Shock NO 1. so thanks to some 'masterplan' and the assistance of jean, i had to put on jean's drama fest costume..was den blindfolded and made to guess 5 pple as they said things in weird noises..yup..den i cld see again and they sang "Wait on the Lord" i den joined in..the song and the prayer following that really touched my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sat- Woke up earlier than I wld normally,headed to school, had sch open house..(wat a great day to have open hse) but anyway,isabel n lez passed me some presents and i thought that was it but well, here came *Shock NO 2. they called 'chiawen chiawen!' so i went out and there was 3 cakes(in a way)haha..yeah..den we shared and ate the cakes..yup..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In the afternoon, marcus and jiahao were to first to come by to ask for directions..den after awhile..the surf2 pple came..was quite shocking to see the no of pple..yeah..den jus did some stuff..never to expect that they were jus a distraction..then came *Shock NO 3-a grp of my classmates n school mates came by with a gong and made a grand entrance with the sounding of the gong and started singing birthday song..den i proceeded to opening all the presents and taking of photographs..took my lunch break and went around sch for awhile with the surf2 memebers..cldnt leave early so stayed on until 4 and den made my way down to novena with cherie to meet the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Talked for awhile, had dinner and went to pasir ris to recce the campsite for the koinonia camp..it was an interesting place..the walk along the beach reminded me of a few things..haha...okay..nvm random..den we walked ard,looking at the places to play games. After that, we squeezed into eric's car and made our way back, with much jokes in the car..haha..yeah..Eric (intetentionally) dropped me at SPE den i walked bakc with anne..reached my condo,took the lift and here came *Shock NO 4.- I saw a banner of 3 pieces of paper " HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHIAWEN"..I was like *HUH* den i saw lishaan den I was like *HUH HUH* den i saw cheryl n i was even more *HUH HUH HUH?!?!* so after my heartbeat was normal again, we all went in my hse and ate MANGO ice cream(hahas)yupz..After awhile,cheryl n lishaan left and my parents bought a cake so we celebrated and it happened to be a MANGO cake!yupz..that was about all the shocks..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, this birthday was definitely the most memorable and the best birthday i ever had.. seeing how God has seen me through 16 yrs, where He has placed me and the people around He has blessed me with.. I really really appreciate and am very touched from all the efforts of everyone..from the birthday wishes to the saboing..every part made this birthday so special..And I am really thankful for that,every single part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jus on a side note..was really touched by the song " Wait on the Lord"..God taught me many things through this song esp when I was going through a tough time..He truly never fails and He will provide as we wait on Him and in His time, all things are perfect and He will give us His best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;My heart overflows with thanksgiving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, I thank you so much for seeing me through 16 yrs..for being so gracious to save me that I may not only spend eternity with You but spend this life on earth with You and for You. Lord, I thank you for jus who You are, an infinite and almighty God whom I cant comprehend but from what I know, I thank you with all my heart for being there for me, ALWAYS..through life's ups and downs..You were with me, You carried me through, You provided for me, You guided each step of the way. Lord,thank you for jus who You are and for Your faithfulness, ever so ready to welcome me back whenever I stray away from You..I thank you that You never gave up on me, no matter what. Lord, I thank you for placing me in the place that I am, in my family, in Scgs, in Glcc, in teenz and in surf2..Lord, thank you for all the family members and friends that You have blessed me with..Lord, what more can I ask? Lord,I pray that You will help me to be thankful with wat I have and I pray that You will use me, as Your servant to humbly serve You no matter what it takes..Lord, take my life, take every part..if there be anything that will hinder Your working through me, I pray that You will show it to me and take it all away Lord..Lord, I want nothing to hinder Your will to be done in my life..Lord, my life is Yours to control..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;In Jesus most precious name I pray, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114830132301481653?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114830132301481653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114830132301481653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114830132301481653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114830132301481653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114830132301481653' title='Interesting weekend'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114768329054912179</id><published>2006-05-15T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:22:03.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Feelings play a big part in life..its rather unpredictable as well..sometimes its up, high and flying, but also sometimes in a matter of minutes it can make you hit the bottom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Its a rocky road when it comes to feelings with its ups and downs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It is often that we hear feelings cloud judgements, and that we shldnt let feelings lead us in the way we react or act on things.. It is hard, definitely, at least for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Through the ups and downs..thank God that He led me through..well, jus a reminder to all and to myself.. The Christian walk is more about feelings, its way beyond feelings.. though many times we let feelings control us, its MUCH more than that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thank God that our walk with Him is not based on feelings but His unfailing Word and promises which we can claim no matter how we feel or what happens..nothing changes the Word of God and His promises.. Praise God for His faithfulness for if things were based on feelings, I wldnt be where I am now and still holding on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;For this walk with God..there's much much more and its way beyond the 'downs' of feelings..Guess that is what will carry me through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114768329054912179?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114768329054912179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114768329054912179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114768329054912179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114768329054912179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114768329054912179' title='Feelings'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114666276968657649</id><published>2006-05-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:21:21.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems like im having problems tagging my board n its kinda flooding so I'll resort to this..haha ..yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;To Cherie: haha..okay,BUTTERFLIES!haha..ok lah,shall not suan u anymore..anw,gr8 to have ya ard!cya!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Kenneth: haha..well,so i guess u read slower..or else..marcus becomes a butterfly..hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Daph: haha..you're not that old lah..haha..thanks anw..really thank God for ya too.. =p takkaires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,that's all for the replies on the tagboard..keep tagging n i'll find a way to respond..even if i have to resort to this rather unusual method..haha..yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114666276968657649?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114666276968657649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114666276968657649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114666276968657649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114666276968657649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114666276968657649' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114605649429439108</id><published>2006-04-26T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:19:50.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honour Him and He will honour you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Praise God for all He has done for and to me, without even me realizing..till now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Often enough, many people find that living the Chrtistian life, will be one that requires much sacrifices.. We will have to give up the earthly pleasures we used to indulge in and many of these have became part of our lives..and as a result,we're uncertain if we'll be able and willing to let go of these things for God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I felt the same in the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;But now looking back, it is true I gave up many things.. not God glorifying and honoring music, TV shows, conversations etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And in return.. I received God's LOVE, GRACE, CARE, BLESSINGS...more than I can name.. Is it a change worth while? I think the answer is obvious..I'M SURE it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The fears, worries, problems, heartaches I had.. He took it all away and replaced with joy and peace beyond understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Had quite abit of time these few days so was just thinking about random things.. And only now did I realized the goodness of my God when i looked back on an inccident that happened to me about 1/2 mths back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When I wanted to take that step of faith and make that decision, I had much fears in me, and was afraid of what the future might hold and the problems that would come along once I made that decision.. Well, all I can say now is.. GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME and ALL THE TIME GOD IS GOOD.. He will honor those who honor Him, I expreienced that first hand and i gurantee you that when you make the right decision for God, no matter how tough it may seem in the beginning, during after.. God is always there from the beginning to end, He performed it all.. His will will not you lead where His grace will not keep you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honor Him and He will honor you.. there's no doubt about that.. =D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, I thank you with all my heart for all that you have done for me.. I thank you for your grace and hand that led me through the trials. I ask for your forgiveness for not giving thanks unto You for all that you have done.. Lord, thank you for every single thing and person you have brought into my life.. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for people who you've sent to encouragement through my tough times..I thank you esp for 2 dear dear sisters,Daphne and Cheryl, for jus willing to listen and to encourage me through the way and most importantly Lord, I thank you for who You are, for Your unfailing presence, love and grace, for guiding me through each step of the way.. PRAISE YOU LORD!=D=D=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114605649429439108?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114605649429439108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114605649429439108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114605649429439108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114605649429439108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114605649429439108' title='Honour Him and He will honour you'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114579415785465126</id><published>2006-04-23T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:18:36.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Read this story from a book, it really touched my heart..share with all of ya.. Its rather long but it'll be great if u cld spend some time reading it..yeah. Its entitled " THE ROOM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There was no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index-card files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endlessly in either direction, had very different headings. As i drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was the one that read " Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog for my life. Here was written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory cldn't match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their contents. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I wld look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird: " Books I have read", "Lies that i have told", " Comfort I have given", " Jokes I have laughed at". Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Other i cldnt laugh at: " Things I have done in anger, " Things I muttered under my breath at my parents" I never ceased to be surprised by the contents. Often there were many more cards than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;Somtimes there were fewer than I hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Cld it be possible that I had the time in my twenty years to write each of these thousands, possibly millions, of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each was signed with my signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When i pulled out the file marked "Songs I have listened to" I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after 2 or 3 yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of music, but more by the vast amt of time I knew that file represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i came to a file marked "Lustful thoughts" I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed contents. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I felt an almost animal rage. One thought dominated my mind: " No one must ever see these cards! no one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In an insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didnt matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took the file at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I cld not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long self-pitying sigh. And then i saw it. The title bore " People I hv shared the Gospel with". The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than 3 inches long fell into my hands. I cld count the cards it contained on one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that the hust started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shleves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please, not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I cldnt bear to watch His response. And inthe moments I cld bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. hy did Hee have to read every one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. BUt this was a pity that didnt anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands, and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He cld have said so many things. But He didnt say a word. He jus cried with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room. He took out a file and , one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"No!" I shouted,rushing to Him. All I cld find to say was "No,no" as I pulled the card from HIm. His name shldnt be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and continued to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, " It is finished."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114579415785465126?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114579415785465126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114579415785465126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114579415785465126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114579415785465126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114579415785465126' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114483643817506504</id><published>2006-04-12T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:17:44.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord, as I seek your guidance for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I find my thoughts unyielding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Confusion crowds my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then when I bow to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The challenged you guide me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your promises are ever new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I claim them for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your will cannot lead me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where your grace will not keep me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your hand will protect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I rest in Your care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your eyes will watch over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your love will forgive me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And when I am faltering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I still will find you there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lord, thank you that your will cannot lead me where your grace will not keep me.. Your hand protects me, Your love forgives me.. You're always there for me.. what more can I ask from you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114483643817506504?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114483643817506504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114483643817506504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114483643817506504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114483643817506504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114483643817506504' title='Grace'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114303459516625605</id><published>2006-03-22T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:17:14.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;O soul, are you weary and troubled?&lt;br /&gt;No light in the darkness you see?&lt;br /&gt;There's light for a look at the Saviour,&lt;br /&gt;And life more abundant and free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn your eyes upon Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Look full in His wonderful face,&lt;br /&gt;And the things of earth will go strangely dim&lt;br /&gt;In the light of His glory and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through death into life everylasting&lt;br /&gt;He passed, and we follow Him there&lt;br /&gt;Over us sin no more hath dominion&lt;br /&gt;For more than conquerors we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Turn your eyes upon Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Look full in His wonderful face,&lt;br /&gt;And the things of earth will go strangely dim&lt;br /&gt;In the light of His glory and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Word shall not fail you He promised&lt;br /&gt;Believe Him and all will be well&lt;br /&gt;Then go to a world that is dying&lt;br /&gt;His perfect salvation to tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn your eyes upon Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Look full in His wonderful face,&lt;br /&gt;And the things of earth will go strangely dim&lt;br /&gt;In the light of His glory and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lord, keep my focus on you among all the distractions and feelings that cause me to waver..Lord, help me to trust in you this very moment and to turn my eyes upon you, that the things on earth will go strangely dim in Your light and glory. Help me Lord i pray in Jesus name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114303459516625605?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114303459516625605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114303459516625605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114303459516625605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114303459516625605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114303459516625605' title='Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-114027878922536687</id><published>2006-02-19T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:15:39.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COLOURS -commonwealth essay 2006-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Colours are a major part of many things in this world. Colours affect the way people look at things, it affects peoples’ moods and it is even used to describe the moods of people such as Monday blues. Colours are powerful elements in life. It has the ability to affect us in a huge way without ourselves even knowing! It can either spoil your day entire day or on the other hand, make your day. This is the unknown power of colours. Many people have failed to realize the influence colours on us. Whenever we wake up in the morning and see the gloomy dark grey clouds looming in the sky, we start to feel a little ‘grey’ inside as well and somehow we feel that the day ahead is not going to be a good one due to the dark grey clouds making us dread the day’s activities. However, if we wake up in the morning, greeted with the wide smile of the bright shining crimson sun ,it is almost impossible to deny the fact that life is beautiful. Same time, same activities, what makes the difference? It is the power of colours has on us. Colours play an important role in lives, including mine. To me, certain colours paint my life and have an important significance in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Some colours represent many things as time passes. One example is the colour black. In the past or even until now, some believe that black is an unlucky colour which brings misfortunes. From past to present, black has rarely been a colour associated to something positive and often related to negative things such as a 'black face' seen on someone's face, which often spells troubles. Looking in detail, I realize that black is almost always a symbol of something bad and unfavourable. Similarly, black represents the bad things of my life, my past, filled with all past, present and future sins of mine that were as black as it could possibly be. I used to live in darkness, for I as a sinner hated the light, where God's truth is and continued to hide in darkness then, till one day my sins as black as could be were brought to the light of God's truth and there was no more hiding for me. That was my past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red, a colour that has the ability to brighten up people's day. Unlike black, red is often associated to something auspicious and many eyes sparkle at the sight of the colour red, especially during Chinese New Year as that means receiving red packets! Every child loves Chinese New Year because of the new clothes, new year goodies and not forgetting the red packets! However, there is something else that is closely related to the colour red as well, which is blood. Some faint at the sight of blood while others rejoice seeing the amount of blood available. To me, red does remind me of Chinese New Year and red packets as well as blood, which represents life. However, more importantly, red brings to my mind the best of the best red packet or present one can ever receive Jesus Christ and the blood that was shed by Jesus Christ, not only giving life but giving it more abundantly. Red also represents passion and love to many. To me, love between husband and wife, parents and child is great but the greatest love of all is God's love towards man. For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son, that whosoever believe in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. God sent His son not to condemn the world but to save it from eternal condemnation. Jesus, the Son of God came down as a man with human flesh, took the world’s sins on His very own body at the cross. He was scorned, mocked, beaten, whipped and crucified for the world, including me, someone who disobeyed Him all my life. Blood, as real and red as any human's blood flowed out from the Son of God. It was for the world, it was for me. There is no greater love than a man who lay down his life for his friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ent is in removing tough stains of any kind on c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Green often paints a picture of serenity and tranquility. Green is most often the colours of trees in parks, jungles and forests, It is the therefore the colour of nature, it represents peace and calmness. This feature of the colour green is even applied to medical science where surgeons wear green clothing when performing a surgery, hoping to bring across a sense of calmness and peace to the patients. Similarly, God offers peace to His children but in a different way. The sense of peace brought about by trees are temporal as trees can die or get chopped down and the sense of peace given to the patients only last till the end of the surgery. However, God's peace towards His children is everlasting, peace that will last no matter what happens. We can always know that His is there, always in control and that we can always trust in Him. Peace, He leaves with us, peace He has given, not as the world gives but as God gives that out heart will not be troubled or afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Lastly, the colour of gold. In this world, many people associate gold with money, jewelry or even gold bars. Therefore, the mention of gold will often brighten up many eyes. Many in this world slog day and night, working hard and long in order to attain financial stability or become increasingly richer. In a way, they hope for a golden future, with sufficient or abundant amount of money. Similarly, gold is the colour of my future but the difference is that I do not need to hope for a golden future but look forward to it with confidence instead as God has promised through His unfailing Word. Therefore, I am certain that no matter what happens, my golden future is guaranteed and nothing can take it away. In this world, a fatal mistake made, a failure in life such as failing of exams, going to a less prominent school, committing a crime or going to jail will result in the categorization of you being a failure in life without much of a future, not to mention a golden one. However, with God, things are different. Come as you are, God always gives a second chance and a golden future in God is assured. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-114027878922536687?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/114027878922536687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=114027878922536687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114027878922536687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/114027878922536687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114027878922536687' title='COLOURS -commonwealth essay 2006-'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-113855274746074936</id><published>2006-01-29T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:13:08.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARE TO STAND UP FOR GOD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DARE TO STAND UP FOR GOD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oops..guess its been more than a month..approaching 2 months real soon..again..well,shall revive it for now again..with a post..a random post..yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Find it hard to proclaim the name of Jesus, to stand up for what's right or to just simply admit theat you're a Christian among friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Many times I struggle trying to stand up for God whether it be directly (verbally and immediate) or indirectly (through everyday's testimonies in school or at home etc).. We live in a defective world and its getting tougher and tougher to stand for God. But its necessary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ian shared a message not too long ago " No more school as usual". One thing that i remembered was that God WILL give us all a chance to stand for Him in school, its just a matter of how and when..many times these chances come along but we don't even notice and it just slips away silently and a chance to shine for God is gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It is hard, undeniable, esp among friends that aren't Christians.. we know that we should grab an opportunity when it comes..like grab it fast! but when it really comes..?? Do we stand there and think..should I or should I not? (And the clock goes..tick tock tick tock tic tock..) Many times I pray that I will be able to shine for God no matter where i am, that God will give me a chance to do so..and God answers prayers and so He did..in many different ways which i didnt even notice for some..but yeah He did..and my reaction..? watch the clock tick away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have let many chances slip away in the past few years...was thinking about it last yr and the beginning of this year.. there's no more time to waste..its my last year in SCGS..the 10th year as well..it better be well used i told myself..but soon I found myself letting chances slip by again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just last week, a topic on homosexual love was brought up in during one of the literature lessons that i was having as one of my classmate , like what my teacher or friends will think of me etc..but giving some thought to it.. I took that step wrote about how she felt abt it in her lit journal, she was very persuasive and she won many people to her side, soon I found many of my classmates agreeing that homosexual love is perfectly normal as long as u really love that person.. a time to stand up?? I thought it was obvious that i ought to stand for what I believe.. so I decided to write in my next journal entry about how i felt about homosexual love and wat i believed..it was a tough choice for me, knowing that it might be read out in class if the teacher decides to print it out but i just decided to write about it. Not denying, I am afraid of what will happenof faith and God will meet me there, from the time i decided to write on it to the time im goin to hand it in ( btw, I just finished writing it..yeah) God's in control..whatever befalls, Jesus doeth all things well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Giving it deeper thought ( i think alot..haha..cheryl will agree..rite?) This was not only a temporal time for me to shine for God but its goin to last through at least the year as if my classmates read my entry, im sure that they will notice every word and action of mine after i made that stand.. its a challenge for me then, to live a life a Christian ought to live, one that is Christ-like, one that wins souls to Christ, one that glorifies God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is a Gideon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is the time when idols are worshipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Even God's people are trapped in their snares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Good man have fallen, standards have shaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Where is the answer, who even cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Where is a Gideon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Where is a man, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ho'll be a leader and follow God's plan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Where is God's champion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who'll be the one to stand like Gideon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be that man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Where is the man who gives up ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Worldly desires are all set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Where is the man though lonely be service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who satisfies only in Him to abide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Where is a Gideon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Where is a man, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ho'll be a leader and follow God's plan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Where is God's champion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who'll the one to stand like Gideon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;In this world, in this time, good man have fallen, man's standard of God have shaken, Christians are trapped in their snares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A few last words, when we honour God, He WILL honour us..afraid to stand up? why? we're not alone for God is with us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-113855274746074936?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/113855274746074936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=113855274746074936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/113855274746074936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/113855274746074936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113855274746074936' title='DARE TO STAND UP FOR GOD?'/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-113506016182109496</id><published>2005-12-20T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:10:04.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oops..its more den a month again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well,teenz camp...wat can i say but... PRAISE GOD!!!! for everything... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Once again, God worked in a wondrous n truely amazing way..God showed me many things too, number of lessons learned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;God will always make a way when there seems to be no way...truely amazing..cheryl being able to come..it just gets better each year..truely amazing..GOD IS SO REAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To me, the first teenz camp was 70%fun,30%reaching out,last yr teenz camp 50% each&lt;br /&gt;den this yr was like abt 30%fun,70% reaching out so it was like less fun..cos when we reach out,sacrifices r made,more giving so less fun..but we are fighting on higher ground..and all the sacrifices made..worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Every camp God sends a trial...definately for a purpose/reason and i feel that the reason is that so we will be better prepared for future camps or activities n also dat dats when we turn to God for help..cos when all things r goin well..we tend to rely on ourselves so those trials help us to realize dat this battle is not of the flesh which we fight with our own strength but only relying on God can we overcome the trial so it helps us to turn our eyes upon God n seek Him in prayer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Souls saved, eyes opened, lessons learned, a whole new experience....definately GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME and ALL THE TIME GOD IS GOOD!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-113506016182109496?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/113506016182109496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=113506016182109496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/113506016182109496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/113506016182109496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113506016182109496' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-113135655106385038</id><published>2005-11-07T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:09:23.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hello everyone!! sorry for the late update again...not including the previous one..its almost a month again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;well,holidays are here and we're entering the second week...actually we have alreayd entered..haha..well,the first week have been quite good..the highlight of it.. wed and thurs outreach at orchard..it was a really great experience!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;here's what happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well,a few of us..bev,aaron,jiahao,jane and myself chiong to douby ghaut after badminton...erm..only maybe not chiong,cos we cld'nt do anything when we on the bus..we were at the mercy of the bus driver..haha..well,we waited and waited and finally we reached!!! err..30 mins late..oops..sorry abt dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anw,it was drizzling at dat time..and dat brought many pple into the malls..which wasnt really a good thing..but thank God that there were still quite a few pple hanging around outside..yupz..so bev,jane n myself were together and we went out..we were all quite unfamilar with the place and it was quite small and we cldnt really find someone plus we lacked the courage to approach certain pple..well,we did approach some pple..some rejected the tract, some took the tract but didnt have the time to listen to us..finally,we approached 2 indian middle aged men..one was quite open...receptive and seemed quite interested...we shared with them the full gospel..Thank God for the liberty to do so..but there was abit of a confusion goin on..we got abit confused too..well,no decision was made but it was definately a great time of sharing and i thank God for that..during the time of sharing, bev noticed 2 guys a distance from us..one seemed to be stareing while the other was signalling to us to go to him..well, after sharing with the 2 indian men we quickly walked away..avoiding the 2 men but they started to follow us..we got a little scared and we calmly made our way to seven11..they walked past but didnt see us..thank God for protection..=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, the search for the lost continued and we approached a young lady, Alina..she was waiting for her friend so we took the opportunity to present to her the gospel..she was quite open too..=) the sharing went quite well,she wanted to make a decision but her friend came and she had to go..well,a seed was sown..pray that she'll come tp know the Lord soon or maybe pop by our church one day...yupz..dat was abt the end of wed outreach..it was really a great experience with such liberty to share!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thurs-another great experience..made my way to cineleisure and there we were split up..bev, jiahao and myself were together so we went out..we approached a young lady,fionia who's a catholic,we shared with her the full gospel as well..think she got a little confused in the end..she contradicted herself..but well, still thank God for that time.. after quite sometime we saw an indian man,think he's name is Mike and approached him..he kinda contradicted himself the whole time and it was not easy for bev to bring the whole gospel across but thank God for His sufficient grace, bev did it!! Mike was a guy with many of his own thoughts..and started telling us abt wat he think of this world and many things but he seemed quite distracted at times..well,dat was the end of thurs street e and another great experience added on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Street E is really like no other ministry and all the exposure and experience u get from street E..you can get it...no where else!! many perious and valuable lessons to learn each week and you can really see the working of the Holy Spirit..thank God for each street E,thank God for every seed sown, thank God for protection, thank God for the liberty to share..=)=)=) You've got to come down to experience it urself!!! there's no other way!!!=p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's a poem to share with all..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought You were my friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My friend, I stand in judgement now and feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that you're to blame somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;While on this earth I walked with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;day by day. And you never did point the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You knew the Lord in truth and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;glory but never did you ever tell the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My knowledge then was very dim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You could haev led me safe to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Though we lived together on earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You neve rtold me of your second birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And now I stand this day condemned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;because you failed to mention Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You taught me many things,that's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I called you friend and trusted you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But I learned now that it's too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You could have kept me from this fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We walked by day and talked by night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yet you showed me not the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And you let me live,love and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and all the while you knoew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'd never live on high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yes, i called you friend in life and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I trusted you in joy and strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And yet in coming to this end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I see you really weren't my friend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-D.J. Higgins-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's never to late to start doing the Lord's business today!=D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-113135655106385038?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/113135655106385038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=113135655106385038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/113135655106385038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/113135655106385038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113135655106385038' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-113109783400436038</id><published>2005-11-04T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T17:50:34.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops..wanted to blog..but had to do other things first..and in the end..there's no more time..sad..well,gonna update soon..very soon..and i mean very soon...haha..sorry for the delay once again..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-113109783400436038?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/113109783400436038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=113109783400436038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/113109783400436038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/113109783400436038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113109783400436038' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-112893005953500831</id><published>2005-10-10T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:07:10.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally!!! an update!!!haha..apologies for the (ahem) 2 mths later update..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, finally here's an entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks have definately been really hetic with all the exams and its finally over and im enjoying my marking day holidays..i think i better..if not there wldnt be much chance left after i get back my papers..haha..well, i jus know the results will not be good..but it's okay..gave it my all..well, during this time..lots of thanksgiving-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Thank God for seeing me through those few weeks..it was definately tough..wanted to give up a few times but thank God for giving me the strength each day.. thinking back..it's rather amazing how i managed to survived those 2 weeks..with the amt of sleep i get each day and spending the next entire day studying or mugging..i cant understand it..but i jus thank God for the strength He has given me each day and for seeing me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Thank God for the many people who were such an encouragement and blessing during this time..too many to name..jus so many..with all the smses of encouragement and verbal as well..jus thank God with all my heart for you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Similar to the first one, but yeah..hope it's an encouragement to those still taking their exams and busy with other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will make a way&lt;br /&gt;Where there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way for me&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide&lt;br /&gt;Hold me closely to His side&lt;br /&gt;With love and strength for each new day&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;He will make a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will make a way!! when theree's seems to be no way..God will make one...He promised, He will do it and we can trust Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, my heart jus overflows with thanksgiving, thank you for strength You have empowered me each day and for always being there for me and with me no matter what happens and thank You for ur people that you have given to me, thank you for the showers of blessings..Lord I pray for those that are still taking their exams..I pray that you will be with them in a very special way, give them strength each day and help them to study for your glory, keep them strong..I pray for their health, keep all of them strong physically,mentally and spiritually,help them to lean on you more during this time and trust in You all the time. Bless them and see them through this difficult and busy time, may You alone be glorified through us. In Jesus name i pray, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takkaires everyone! Give it your best for the Lord!=]=]=]=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-112893005953500831?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/112893005953500831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=112893005953500831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/112893005953500831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/112893005953500831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112893005953500831' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-112347518503354768</id><published>2005-08-08T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T12:26:25.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another post in less den a mth!!!haha..but took quite long..haha..nvm..at least there's an improvement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,baking on sat!!! Stayed over at joan's house after friday worship..first we took 67 to kalland mrt den we took bus no.2..joan wanted to take the mrt and abandon us actually more like herself...haha..but well,we managed to persuade her not to so we waited for quite sometime for the bus and when the bus came..bev jus 'collapased' in her seat..in order words she slept..den we got off the bus at tanah merah mrt and waited for ter...the mrt was rather uluated..since it was like 12am in the morning..haha..yeah..den we waited and waited..and the grand arrival of ms teresa!!!haha..anw,we walked back to joan's hse and i think bev went mad..she started singing.."calvary's blood"..i carried a burden a staggering weight...haha..cos she was carrying a rather huge n heavy bag with all ter n bev's stuff for 3 days..haha..dat explains y...den we ate 'dinner' at 12 plus..haha..we washed up..stone ard and had a time of prayer den some slept first after dat..like mel..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day-joan,anne n myself woke up at 7 n made our way to the market..or ntuc and bought some ingredients for the lunch later on..yupz..den we returned..oh yeah..thank God for joan's ah ma..without her...no lunch!!!haha..cos we cldnt find the hamburger buns..yeah..den we mad our way back n started to figure out the packaging stuff..yeah..cos there were some problems but we managed to solve it..thnks to mel's intelligence..this shows dat mel does more den eat..haha..yeah..den we staarted buttering the buns n filling it up with ingredients n grilled,toasted,fried the chicken patties..(many ways to prepare it..we were like experimenting it..haha)anw,soon the burgers were ready! so were some pple..yupz..jessie n cheryl came..den ate the burgers..yupz..den soon more n more pple came..sheryl,bernice,daphne,weina,christine k,jane,amanda j...dats all i can remember..forgive if i forgot to put down ur name..yupz..anw,soon the baking started and so we baked n baked..den pple like mel n i were slacking..haha..cos the work comes later..haha..anw, we made campbell soup..yupz..fortunately it was drinkable..haha..and the cookies were ready!!!yay!!! hooray..it tasted really good..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the cleaning up part..the hse was in a rather big mess..with the dough flying eveyrwhere and the sesame seeds flying everywhere from the hamburger buns..haha..yeah..so clean clean clean..seems like there was a broom gang..haha..more of a clenaing up gang..after the sweeping n mopping came the washing up of dishes...and it kinda overflowed..from the sink dat is..haha..yeah..but anw, wash wash wash..den joan n i came out of the kitchem liek dead zombies..haha..done with the washing up den we started packaging the cookies..den soon we realized dat there were too few cookies...so we decided to bake somemore..so joan n ter went to buy more ingredients n the baking started again..yupz..n i had to leave b4 the last batch was finished..so i didnt noe wat happened..yups..but heard it was good..except for a tray of burned cookies..haha...yeah..den i made my way home...long journey....took abt an hr..haha..slightly less..yups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was really great time of bonding for the gals..got to noe a few more pple better...like amanda jong! played with her the jie long game(in chinese) den play until dunnoe how long..1 hr..wah..power ah amanda! haha..well, had a really great time..yupz..thank God for many many blessings..Thank God for everyone's presence,everyone's hardwork n labour,for everyone who laboured infront n behind the scenes! Thank God for the great time of bonding,fellowship,fun and every moment spent together..thank God for this opportunty to serve in the coffee ministry..=DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-112347518503354768?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/112347518503354768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=112347518503354768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/112347518503354768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/112347518503354768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112347518503354768' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-112265223677879741</id><published>2005-07-29T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T14:06:16.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's less den a month since i last updated! haha..okay..will ATTEMPT to update as often as possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a rather busy week..spent the whole week studying for the bio test today..seems like it didnt really help..but nvm..haha..we shall see..=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna thank God for seeing me through this week..a really tiring week..it started off really badly on Sunday..seems like the few days b4 was also quite bad...as in my spiritual walk with God..seemed to have drifted really far from God..He jus felt so distant..and that was a bad start..felt really down on sunday..yeah..so when i reached home after service..spent quite a bit of time with God..jus getting right with Him..and prayed for the week ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupz..and this week taught me quite a few things..during this week as it was a really tiring and hectic week..i depended on God almost every moment..to grant me wisdom and strength..and somehow God worked in a way dat i cldnt explain..somehow the gap between God and me was bridged without me knowing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1-It is during trials n testing that when we truely depend on God, we can have a close relationship and experience God in no other ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for bringing me close to Him once again..experiencing Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2- God is always faithful..He's always there for us..we jus need to turn to Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 3- God work in ways which we never noe..we can never understand an infinite God with out finite minds..therefore we also cant confine an infintite God with our finite ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, I thank you and praise you for all You have done. Thank you for strength dat u have given me this week and for seeing me through this week. Lord, i thank you for allowing me to draw nearer to you each day, thank you for always be so faithful..for always being there. Thank you Lord that you never forsake us or leave us..Thank Lord for who you are. May you alone be glorified. In Jesus most precious and holy name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks that i've got to blog abt..haha..yeah..takkaires everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-112265223677879741?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/112265223677879741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=112265223677879741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/112265223677879741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/112265223677879741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112265223677879741' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-112161434064079091</id><published>2005-07-17T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:33:36.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops...a rather long time since i updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, wednesday was the long awaited day..the gym com!!! ahh...well, stayed over at isabel's hse on tues..yeah..den woke up abt 5 plus in the morning..got ready and everything..recahed bishan ard 6 plus..den we stoned there..soon the compeition started..but not for me..the 'C' div..yupz..went down with them and i was super nervous for them..but they did really well!! Don't worry abt the results kae..they dun matter..you did your best..great jon C div!! haha..anw, finished ard 11 plus den we went to j8 to have lunch..was rather stressed..the com gitters were settling in..but nvm..ate lunch..den rushed back to bishan...n started warming up..yupz..but well, i started to fall asleep..the com started n i was still in the sleepy mood..great..didnt really occur to me dat the com has started..haha..well, first appartus-bars..the most dreaded event..but it turnt out fine..yeah..next-vault..didnt turn out very well but it was still fine..next-floor..i think only den i started to wake up..yupz.haha..abit slow..jus abit...haha..anw, next was balance beam..the last one!!! yeah..and i went first so i was the first to finish..yay!!! haha.. Then after the com we were still wondering whether we got 3rd or 4th..well the result came out on fri...and we got 3rd...yay!!!haha..yeah..really happy..thank God for that cos the team was having some problems before the com..yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday...saturaday..teenz activities..actually gals activities.. the gals went to sentosa..haha..the gals had our own activity!!! without the guys..haha..well, it was like a part 2 of sunflowers camp..really fun..some madness games we played..really brought back memories from the camp..yupz..we split into 2 grps and did weird stuff..yupz..den after dat we swam across to another island..almost drown..haha..super tiring..some went across some swam halfway and went back..yupz..den later cheryl,jessie,jane,bev n myself tried to write "SUNFLOWER"..think we succeed..halfway..haha..yeah..but well, we swam back..almost drown again..haha..vut im still alive..den we ate..some went to bathe some played captains ball..yupz..the youths against the teenagers..or the young against the younger..haha..den we all washed up and made our way back..we squeezed into the car and started singing..and singing..and jill said it was the highlight of the day..haha..well, den a few of us went back, some stayed for dinner..i took the mrt back..yupz..a tiring day but a great n fun day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the good weather!!! and the great time of fun and fellowship and not to forget the great time of singing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-112161434064079091?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/112161434064079091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=112161434064079091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/112161434064079091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/112161434064079091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112161434064079091' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9290794.post-111918619738087811</id><published>2005-06-19T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:03:17.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh...im finally updating after almost a month..well, and of course im going to update abt ALL GALS CAMP!!! actually maybe TEENZ SUNFLOWER CAMP!haha..okay..here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;I made my way to tampines mrt..thought i was late already actually i was but there was only like 5 pple there..okay..so we waited and waited for more people in the end we only waited for a few more..we were decieved..there were no one else..haha..okayz..so we made our way to fairy point chalet 1..the last chalet..den we changed into our camp shirts..received the camp booklets..tagged ourselves and soon it began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice breaker games..yupz..jus simple games to have fun and know each other a little better and also sharing ur most embarrassing moment..which i shall not talk abt..haha..den we had dinner..nasi lemak!!! haha..den grace passed me lots of her rice...haiz..den i was like eating and eating..like a pig!!haha..den soon night came..and it was time for "relight my fire" I think most of u shld noe what the game was..candle fight!!! teenz most fav game in camps..haha..well a realy exciting game..almost got burnt..i mean my shirt..haha..many flames were extinguished by my shirt! haha..accident lah..everything was fine till the new rule was made..u cna relight ur fire anywhere...chaos..haha..everyone was lighting their candles everywhere even their opponents..like mel..i lit hers without knowing..and i stuck my hand in between the gates..haha..but mel found out soon n started blowing it out..haiz..plan failed..haha..well, the game ended with almost everyone stinky and soaked up with sweat..well, i was..haha..yeah..den we washed up and started singing and those we were alive from other rooms like jane n cheryl came over to talk..den slept abt 3 plus..yups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;Good morning!!! haha..its day 2..had a great breakfast..great milo! yupz..den we had devotions..mel n i led it since bev n cheryl n ps the both if us..haha..but it was fine den lunch den we went to the beach..and played some triathlon..haha..was fun but rather disgusting..im rather amazed i didnt suffer from food posioning seeing what went into my mouth..the triathlon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1&lt;br /&gt;pass the pamelo neck to neck..well, the pamelo was too big so both grps started cheating..used their hands to hold it there..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2&lt;br /&gt;i think it was the toilet roll thing..all had to go out to the sea n unroll and roll back a roll of toilet paper without letting it touch the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3&lt;br /&gt;transport 3 potatoes from one line to another..and drop it into a hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3&lt;br /&gt;transport sand..pass pass pass..till the whole bottle was full..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4&lt;br /&gt;the disgusting part..haha..a few fruits..&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the rambutan..had to pluck out all the hair on the rambutan and dne eat the rambutan but den the rambutan was dunnoe like what by the time we plucked finish the hair..but i jus stuff it into my mouth&lt;br /&gt;secondly, the banana..jus gobble down 2 bananas&lt;br /&gt;thirdly,the pamelo..gobble it down&lt;br /&gt;lastly and the most disgusting..the watermelon..half a watermelon(not cold..dats what grace wld say) 3 spoons and the rule..jus gobble it down..and we ate like barbarians..haha..esp aleena n me..y grp n jill will agree to dat..haha..i gobbled down like huge pieces which aleena pass to me..den they were all like spilling out of my mouth and the worse thing..there was one time when there were many small pieces of watermelon left in the watermelon shell and its goin to take kinda long to finish it so..i used my hand(it kinda had sand on it) and jus grabbed it and stuffed it into my mouth..haha..den aleena n i drank up the juice!haha..dats abt all den..we played captains ball in the sea with pamelo peel..haha..and the catcher had to catch the peel with the water melon shell..haha..was veyr funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayz..night time..bbq time...started barbecuing...thank God for all the labour..yupz..greta food great fellowship dne the floorball pple came back..yupz..den we had worship and time of sharing..the sharing was jus...beyond description..jessie n kai ling shared their testimony..and it jus brought tears to many..thank God for that...den we had a time of sharing..it jus went on n on..it was simply...great..den it exceeded way above the sleeping time..haha..it ended at like 1 30..yups..den we bathed n knocked off abt 3 plus too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;we had breakfast..finishing up all the food and once again..greta milo to start the day!haha..yeah..den we packed up and got ready to leave..had a short time of prayer...yups..den we were on our way back to church..yupz..bakc in chruch..had a great lunch and soon it was time for amzing race..wow..this is really an AMAZING race..haha..we all almost fainted..but it was the best one! yupz..we went to UOB plaze..shenton way there..started and ended here..yupz..we started with the team leaders finding the yield card which allowed one team to stop the other fomr moving for 5 mins..yeah..yupz..so ter n i ran to look for it..n thanks to ter's blurness and my team's alertness..we got it! haha..den we were on our way..yupz..we got really lost once when finding some statue..it really took us a long time..yupz..but eventually we found it..yups..den we ran n ran..travelling everywhere..let me try to remember..first we went to G-max to get our clue..den we had a road block..to find the statues..got misled by a few pple but we eventually found it..sorry ah everyone..made u all run so much..sorry!ahh...i forgot..i dun think its in sequence...we went to raffles city shopping centre n were rewared a tub of ice cream so we gobbled it down and brought drinks n stuff den we took the shuttle bus to marina walk to the waterfall n walked on water! at least that was wat the clue said n picked up coins..den we made our way to the supreme court n stood outside the padang to sing the national athem to the leaders across the road..so pai seh..haha..but we did it den we ran to the esplanade n sold tissues as a roadblock den we seriously chiong to the finishing pt back at UOB..and to out surprise..we got there first!wooahh..great job everyone! the other team too! well done..it was definately a tough race..den we made our way back to chruch..dinner was all prepared..so we ate n moved our things up to the santuary and bathed..some went to SMU and some went to my condo downstairs to bathe n some in church..yupz..den smelling all clean we went bakc to church..had worship..jill shared her testi..touched many too..yupz n got to know each one better..den it was free n easy n we did really crazy stuff..like weird photos.haha..yeah..den we played animal game..chop chilli chop murderer..yeah..den it was like 4 plus? den many slept n bev n i went down to chat n soon jane n amanda came to join den we talked till 6 plus..den went up to sleep..yupz..slept for abt 3 hrs..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;dragged myself off the chairs n had breakfast..den we had devotions..was really last min..yeah..but bev n i led for my grp..yeah..den we jus shared..was quite good..yupz..den lunch after lunch..thanksgiving time..yeah..almost everyone shared..kai ling n her stare got most to share..haha...was a really great time to be sharing with everyone..for the last time in the camp..sad..but nvm..den there was some prize giving..haha..rather funny..shant elaborate on it..yups..den we came to the end of the camp..but im not done!!!haha..this is kinda long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna thank God for everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I thank you for everything during the camp...Lord, I thank you for this camp cos without you it wldnt be possible..I thank you for bringing it many campers Lord and i thank you for eveyr sec we cld spend together.Lord i thank you for all the sharing during the worship and thanksgiving that has touched and challenged many. Lord i thank you for the food dat was prepared each day..the labour n hardwork that has been put into it every meal. Lord, i thank you for the games that we can have fun without much injury..Lord I thank you for giving us a good weather esp during the amazing race and I thank you for my amazing race team..Thank you for every member who gave their all to finish the race.Sheryl, amanda, maja, michelle, grace who has put in an extra effort depsite some pains they had.Lord i thank you for the kai ling,benita n jessie..how they ran with us despite holding the huge waterbottles n other things.Lord i thank you for the other leaders as well, jill who has put in much effort to oraganise this camp n together with benita who helped me n mel n bev during the devotion time as we led..I thank you for Sonia who prepared the food each meal esp during the bbq.I thank you for everything n everyone who has helped n made this camp possible in a way or another..Lord, I know i cldnt see everyone's work but you see all Lord..and I thank you for every single one..Lord, once again..thank you for this camp n the showers of blessings..thank you for blessing this camp in a very special way..help the gals to bond closer together as these friendships have only began Lord. Bring us to higher ground and may we win this genertaion for you together I pray in Jesus name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember..think on these things..when ya discouraged..think on these things..I love this camp themem song: Think on these things!haha..takkaires everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9290794-111918619738087811?l=snow-imaginations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/feeds/111918619738087811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9290794&amp;postID=111918619738087811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/111918619738087811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9290794/posts/default/111918619738087811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snow-imaginations.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111918619738087811' title=''/><author><name>mrchia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18380136966696972334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
