<?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-8456121763333962546</id><updated>2012-02-11T14:05:11.085-08:00</updated><category term='greatness'/><category term='children'/><category term='find'/><category term='people'/><category term='secrets'/><category term='trust'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='seek'/><category term='penance'/><category term='youth'/><category term='lent'/><category term='holy week'/><category term='fame'/><category term='rally'/><category term='abstinence'/><category term='faith'/><category term='love'/><category term='understanding'/><category term='easter'/><category term='help'/><category term='hope'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>1 Timothy 4:12</title><subtitle type='html'>Voice of the Youth!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-1991600030415865217</id><published>2007-08-29T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T09:44:23.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RthDpDgxslI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PtwzYAu9Amc/s1600-h/prayer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104904550220935762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RthDpDgxslI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PtwzYAu9Amc/s200/prayer3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Prayer of Serenity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God grant me the serenity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To accept things I cannot change,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage to change things I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and wisdom to know the difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living one day at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying one moment at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Accepting hardships as the pathways to peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking as He did, this sinful world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as it is, not as I would have it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trusting that He will make all things right,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I surrender to His will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I may be reasonably happy in this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And much more happier with Him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forever in the next. &lt;em&gt;Amen&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; like this prayer. I'm not sure what it is about it. It just seems to bear soo much meaning to me. Hope it touches you guys as much if not more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104905065617011314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RthEHDgxsnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JqBhgCCtrGo/s320/Jesus%2520Prayer-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104905181581128322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RthENzgxsoI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZnTIahUcEuw/s320/lords_prayer_tissot448x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Found these really nice pictures and thought that they're more than worth sharing with everyone. &lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt; God Bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-1991600030415865217?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/1991600030415865217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=1991600030415865217&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1991600030415865217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1991600030415865217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/08/prayer-of-serenity.html' title='Amen.'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RthDpDgxslI/AAAAAAAAAFw/PtwzYAu9Amc/s72-c/prayer3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-1532683453332552444</id><published>2007-08-19T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T09:06:48.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hymns 4 Worship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RsgZZzgxskI/AAAAAAAAAFo/e3uNvpILFbs/s1600-h/515F7664S9L._SS260_"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100354509112193602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RsgZZzgxskI/AAAAAAAAAFo/e3uNvpILFbs/s320/515F7664S9L._SS260_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISC 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. All Creatures Of Our God And King - Slater Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;2. No, Not One - Lenny LeBlanc&lt;br /&gt;3. Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing - Sara Groves&lt;br /&gt;4. Solid Rock, The - 4HIM&lt;br /&gt;5. Fairest Lord Jesus - Amy Grant&lt;br /&gt;6. Mighty Fortress Is Our God, A - Brian Doerksen&lt;br /&gt;7. Love Of God, The - MercyMe&lt;br /&gt;8. Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty - Paul Baloche&lt;br /&gt;9. Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus - Michael W. Smith&lt;br /&gt;10.How Great Thou Art - Eoghan Heaslip&lt;br /&gt;11. There Is A Fountain - Crystal Lewis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISC 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Because He Lives - Kristin Chenoweth&lt;br /&gt;2. What A Friend We Have In Jesus - Paul Baloche&lt;br /&gt;3. Take My Life And Let It Be - Leann Albrecht&lt;br /&gt;4. I Surrender All - Israel Houghton&lt;br /&gt;5. All Hail The Power Of Jesus' Name - The Maranatha! Singers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfile3.akamai.com/14123/wm2/muze.download.akamai.com/2890/us/uswm2/_!/732/519732_2_06.asx?auth=daEcGaXaNcpbcaFdPd6cuaAaZbJblakdgaS-bgYbXG-Ci-cdjbl&amp;aifp=1234&amp;amp;obj=v50418" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. Here Is Love Vast As The Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfile3.akamai.com/14123/wm2/muze.download.akamai.com/2890/us/uswm2/_!/732/519732_2_07.asx?auth=daEdNaeapcEd6aXagcHbpbbcxd8bSc3bEaj-bgYbXG-Ci-jdebh&amp;aifp=1234&amp;amp;obj=v50418" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. Amazing Grace - Darlene Zschech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfile3.akamai.com/14123/wm2/muze.download.akamai.com/2890/us/uswm2/_!/732/519732_2_08.asx?auth=daEbKdEaHcibIcNc4agdAa0dRdMbjd8aicb-bgYbXG-Ci-ggabf&amp;aifp=1234&amp;amp;obj=v50418" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. It Is Well With My Soul - 4HIM&lt;br /&gt;9. Blessed Assurance - Leann Albrecht&lt;br /&gt;10. Pass Me Not - Fernando Ortega&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mfile3.akamai.com/14123/wm2/muze.download.akamai.com/2890/us/uswm2/_!/732/519732_2_11.asx?auth=daEd4azbxbObscRcfbraydsbqc6cqdmcNb8-bgYbXG-Ci-gdfcf&amp;aifp=1234&amp;amp;obj=v50418" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11. When I Survey (The Wondrous Cross) - Kathryn Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I must listen for those who enjoy soft, light, easy, old hymns. Newly shipped in on Saturday morning. Got it from &lt;em&gt;Hidden Treasures&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Gorgeous&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM49.90&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; discs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-1532683453332552444?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/1532683453332552444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=1532683453332552444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1532683453332552444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1532683453332552444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/08/hymns-4-worship.html' title='Hymns 4 Worship.'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RsgZZzgxskI/AAAAAAAAAFo/e3uNvpILFbs/s72-c/515F7664S9L._SS260_' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-2325983196811307382</id><published>2007-07-14T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T09:14:35.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Soup for The Soul</title><content type='html'>Not too long ago, I wondered to myself whether the fact that I wasn't doing anything to spread my faith had anything to do with my gradual loss of faith in God. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently purchased a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Soup For the Soul : &lt;/strong&gt;101 Stories to Open&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rpj15EAeoII/AAAAAAAAAFg/WGiZn2LAtas/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087086139792072834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rpj15EAeoII/AAAAAAAAAFg/WGiZn2LAtas/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Heart And Rekindle The Spirit &lt;/em&gt;for the low low price of RM15. =)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book features the most touching, hair-raising, goosebump-ing real life stories that will change your life in some way or the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, recently a programme was started in St. Joseph's church. It is a programme that encourages us, the congregation, to read the Bible more. I didn't manage to get myself a pamphlet but I did, however, catch what Father Joe had said. According to him, the programme goes like this-- we choose a chapter or a passage from the Bible to read and afterwards reflect on what it is we have just read. That's about all I managed to catch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided then on to read the Bible every morning instead of just on the rare occassion that I have nothing to do. Let me tell you, it does wonders. I'm not sure why but the more I read, the more I feel a part of this religion, feel closer to Him personally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I could not seem to find anything to reflect upon in the chapter of Acts as it is mainly about how the apostles had travelled around, spreading God's word and standing as living proof of God's love and power. I decided that I would only carry out the second part of this programme once I've moved onto the next chapter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too long after that, I came across this particularly touching story in my new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicken Soup for The Soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; book, entitle '&lt;em&gt;A Brother Like That'&lt;/em&gt;. It started off with how Paul had received a brand new sports car as a Christmas present from his brother. So one day, he saw a street urchin admiring his shiny new car. The boy asked Paul about the car and he told him that his brother had given it to him as a Christmas present. Then the boy began, 'Boy, I wish..'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul, of course, knew that the boy was going to wish that he has a brother like that but instead the boy said, 'I wish.. that I could be a brother like that.' Paul, astonished, offered to give the boy a ride in his car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a while the boy turned to Paul and asked if he would mind driving in front of the boy's house. Paul smiled, he knew that the boy wanted to show his neighbours that he could ride home in a big automobile. But Paul was wrong again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Will you stop where those two steps are?', the boy requested. He ran upstairs and a little while later returned, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his little crippled brother. He sat him down on the bottom step, squeezed up against him and pointed at the car. 'There she is, Buddy, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Christmas and it didn't cost him a cent. And some day I'm gonna give you one just like it.. then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in Christmas windows that I've been trying to tell you about.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul picked the boy's brother up and and sat him onto the front seat. The boy climbed in beside his little brother and the three of them began a memorable holiday ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That Christmas Eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant when he had said: &lt;strong&gt;'It is more blessed to give...'&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just so happened that on that very same day, right before I had read that story, I had been reading on Acts and came across the exact same line, &lt;em&gt;"Jesus said, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;, written in red. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was then on that I realised something. Everything had fallen into place. I did have something to reflect upon. Acts speaks of how the disciples travel around spreading God's word and standing as living proof of His love and power. They do it selflessly. They do it without bondages to hold them back. They do it for God. And to add even more to that, it just so happened that the passage that I had been reading speaks of Paul's preaching to the Ephesians and how he tells them of his journey and sacrifices for God. (Acts 20: 17- 24)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend of mine deduced that maybe this is a message from God. Maybe He is trying to show me the next step to take in my spiritual journey with Him. One thing's for sure though, I have never felt closer to Him. My faith has been renewed and a great peace has fallen upon me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great is our God who knows no boundaries. Great is our God who can do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, go out and spread your faith. Stand proud and do not be afraid to proclaim what you are-- a child of God. Never let rough patches in your faith hold you back and keep you from experiencing His love. Just keep seeking. When you truly want and strive and fight for it, you will get it. He knows when you really want it and He will definitely give it to you. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-2325983196811307382?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/2325983196811307382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=2325983196811307382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/2325983196811307382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/2325983196811307382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/07/chicken-soup-for-soul.html' title='Chicken Soup for The Soul'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rpj15EAeoII/AAAAAAAAAFg/WGiZn2LAtas/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-5237671327351614967</id><published>2007-06-30T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T09:20:26.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Home Where Love Thrives.</title><content type='html'>I got this from the Daily Reflections section from my Bible. Found it to be particularly touching so I thought I'd paste it up here to share. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERSE FOR THE DAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 127:1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUTHOR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Charles Swindoll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PASSAGE FOR THE DAY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Psalms 127:1-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE first two verses of Psalm 127 are the piers and beams of the home, the foundation from which all else derives its stability and security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders' labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Solomon, the writer of this psalm, compares the home to a city. When an ancient city was built, it was not uncommon for its walls to be finished first to keep out the enemy. If the people trusted in the walls to protect them, to give them security, their trust was misplaced, creating only a false sense of security. Likewise, walls we erect around our families and possesions offer only an illusion of security. Like Jericho's walls, they can tumble as quickly as a shout. For ultimately, it is not the watchmen or their walls that protect the city; it is the &lt;em&gt;Lord&lt;/em&gt;. "The name of the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous run to it and are safe." (Proverbs 18:10). In the same sense, unless a husband and wife trust in God, their work and their watchfulness are wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In verse 2, Solomon qualifies the phrase &lt;em&gt;in vain&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat--"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Many feel that by working longer hours that they can provide more things to bring happiness to their home or afford a nicer, newer home in hopes that it will bring happiness... It doesn't satisfy that empty longing in the pit of your soul, that longing for a home, a real home-- a home where love thrives, lush and fragrant. The reason why it's futile burning the candle at both hands-- rising early, staying up late-- is that God, not our labors, is the source of our blessing, as verse 2 indicates: "for he grants sleep to those he loves" [or, as the alternative translation reads, "for while they sleep he provides for those he loves"].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-5237671327351614967?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/5237671327351614967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=5237671327351614967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/5237671327351614967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/5237671327351614967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/06/home-where-love-thrives.html' title='A Home Where Love Thrives.'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-4528479877193925964</id><published>2007-06-30T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T08:39:59.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lyrics by Leonard Cohen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Covered by Jeff Buckley and Rufus Wainwright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I heard there was a secret chord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that david played and it pleased the lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but you don't really care for music, do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the minor fall and the major lift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the baffled king composing hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hallelujah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well your faith was strong but you needed proof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you saw her bathing on the roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;her beauty and the moonlight overthrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you she tied you to her kitchen chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she broke your throne and she cut your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and from your lips she drew the hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hallelujah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;baby i've been here before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've seen this room and i've walked this floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i used to live alone before i knew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i've seen your flag on the marble arch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but love is not a victory march&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hallelujah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well there was a time when you let me know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;what's really going on below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but now you never show that to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;do you but remember when i moved in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and the holy dove was moving too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and every breath we drew was hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;well, maybe there's a god above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but all i've ever learned from love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's not a cry that you hear at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's not somebody who's seen the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hallelujah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've listened to this song so many times, and when i first heard it, the lyrics baffled me. Actually it still does. I love this song and how cryptic the lyrics are. I suppose its one of those pieces that will hold a different meaning for each person. I do wonder what was going through Leonard Cohen's mind when he wrote it. (Hopefully it wasn't cause he wrote was high or drunk. Like when we were attempting to analyse Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge in English and THEN we found out that the guy wrote it while high on opium... seriously.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The first mystery in the lyrics - who is david? After some research, I came across this story. David was King David of Israel. The story goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;David was a good king, David was famous with the people because of the victories God gave him over their enemies. During one of the wars, however, David stayed behind in Jerusalem when his soldiers went off to fight. It was at this time that David fell into grievous sin, which would haunt him for the rest of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As David walked on the roof of his house one evening, he saw a beautiful woman taking a bath. Someone told him she was Bathsheba, the wife of Uriah, a Hittite soldier off fighting with David's army. David should have put Bathsheba out of his mind when he heard she was married, but he didn't. Instead he had her brought to the palace and sinned with her there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sometime later Bathsheba sent David word she was going to have his baby. David the king over all Israel had committed adultery with one of his soldiers' wives and now there was going to be a child! Desperately he tried to think of a way to cover his sin. Finally David had a plan; he would bring Uriah home from the battlefront and let him visit his wife. Then everyone would think he was the baby's father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But David's plan didn't work. Uriah came back to Jerusalem, but he wouldn't go down to his house, not even after David got him drunk. He slept with the king's servants instead. He wouldn't let himself enjoy being home with his wife while the other soldiers were having a hard time on the battlefield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What could David do now? Soon Uriah would hear Bathsheba was going to have a baby, a baby that was not his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;David wrote to Joab, the leader of his army, commanding him, "Set Uriah in the forefront of the hottest battle, and retreat from him, that he may be struck down and die. Then he had Uriah take the letter back with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When David heard Uriah was dead he told Joab not to feel guilty. "The sword devours one as well as another." David said, just as if Uriah's death had been an ordinary casualty of war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The story certainly fit in with the lyrics. It provided the back story for the song, but i don't think Cohen intended that the song be just an expression for the story. In fact, it seems to draw away from the story towards the later stanzas. It feels like its the themes of the song that he draws upon. There are 3 layers to this song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. The story of David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. Religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In each stanza there is reference to the 3 elements mentioned above. The title "Hallelujah" means praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Adapted from Mindy Chang, sunny*)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adapted this from a friend of mine, a fellow blogger. I'm not sure what this has to do with living life as a good Christian or whether or not a lesson would be found behind all this (and I hope that you do discover a personal lesson for yourself) but throughout the chapter of Acts, which I am currently on, the name of King David comes up quite often. I'm not one who knows the Bible all too well, honest to say, so I was kind of baffled as to who this 'King David' really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thanks to Mindy's ingenious researching skills, I now know. So to all of you who have also been wondering, here's the story behind it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-4528479877193925964?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/4528479877193925964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=4528479877193925964&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4528479877193925964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4528479877193925964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/06/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah.'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-4692963826415189013</id><published>2007-06-23T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T06:51:46.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christians.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Christians&lt;/strong&gt;. A word that bares much pressure, don't you think? When you say &lt;em&gt;"I am a Christian"&lt;/em&gt;, people start to look at you in a different way. They expect you to be &lt;strong&gt;perfect&lt;/strong&gt;. They expect you to always &lt;strong&gt;do the right thing&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;screwing up&lt;/strong&gt;, well, its just &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; a word that's suppose to exist in your dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No human out there is perfect&lt;/em&gt;, I would like to point out first of all. This stereotype mindset that people seem to have has indeed left an impact on us all. To have the constant pressure of living up to people's expectations could really bring you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that Christians have a role to play. We are children of God. And as it is always said, we should always try our best to bring the family name honour. It applies to our family with God in the very same way. He is the Father and we are the children. No child would want to bring shame nor any form of ill will to their parents. Thus, we try our best. We live life the best way that we can, in a way that would lift His Holy Name all the way up to the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do onto others what God has done unto you&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; like there was no tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;Give&lt;/strong&gt; as if you were the richest man that had ever set foot on this earth. &lt;strong&gt;Share&lt;/strong&gt; everything you have while resting in the comfort of having a God who shares all that He has with you. Be an image of God to others and help spread His message. The message that He has been trying to send across to all of us. We as His children, His followers; it is our duty to help Him to reach out to those who shut their hearts from Him. And the reason why we try our hardest to be a good example is because we want to show the world that our God teaches us so well and gives us a love that empowers us on this journey of life.&lt;br /&gt;How can we expect anyone to live by His Word if we, the children of the Lord, do not first apply His teachings to &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for those who stereotype you into being the perfect Christian; one who does not know the meaning of failure or mistake, know always that no one defines you but yourself. If God can forgive you and if He holds no grudge, what does it matter that a mere man condemns you? Know always that no matter how many times we fall, it doesn't make you any less of a Christian, instead it makes you a stronger one if you truly repent and acknowledge your faults. We are imperfect. God alone holds the title of perfection. Never forget that He does not expect you to be perfect, only to be a person most true to him/herself. So forget what people say, when they tell you that you cannot be a good Christian or when they judge you for your faults. Trust that the Lord will relieve you of your sins if you open up your heart to Him. =)) He will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- And they'll know we are Christians by our love. -&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/8456121763333962546-4692963826415189013?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/4692963826415189013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=4692963826415189013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4692963826415189013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4692963826415189013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/06/christians.html' title='Christians.'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-8690512515117575683</id><published>2007-06-15T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:04:49.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Before and After Meals.</title><content type='html'>Only recently has the word &lt;strong&gt;"grace before meals"&lt;/strong&gt; been brought up so frequently amongst my peers and fellow family members. In relating to the fact that I take ages to say my grace before meals, a topic on what grace before meal &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; exactly, was struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to look it up and this is what I found:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The word &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, as applied to &lt;em&gt;prayer over food&lt;/em&gt;, which always in pre-Elizabethan English took the plural form &lt;em&gt;graces&lt;/em&gt;, means nothing but &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Grace before and after meals" commonly found in the catechisms for children and used by the laity consists substantially of a translation of two items, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blessing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; spoken before the meal and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Without Thy presence, nought, O Lord, is sweet,&lt;br /&gt;No pleasure to our lips can aught supply.&lt;br /&gt;Whether 'tis wine we drink or food we eat,&lt;br /&gt;Till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; divine and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; shall sanctify."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace before meals often appears as something of no particular importance. Something we merely utter under our breath due to routine or what we have been taught to do in the church. But true understanding towards this Christian culture, I feel, must be emphasized upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is stated above, grace before and after meals is a form of blessing and thanksgiving. We pray before meals to ask God to bless the food that He has so graciously laid on the table for us. We pray after meals as a form of saying "Thank You" to God for the food that we have just consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, many of us are aware of this but just don't know how to start. To be perfectly honest, I too, only after reading these particular articles on grace at meals, have just found out about grace &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; meals. I, personally, feel motivated to take on this new challenge in practicing age old culture and giving thanks to Our Lord every chance that we get. Food does not come easy for all. Cherish it and be thankful for it. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you all to take up saying grace before &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; after meals. Just a short one will do. And just in case you experience a little difficulty in finding the right words to say at grace or end up saying a half-hour long one as yours truly, here are some examples of grace before and after meals that might be able to help you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="prayer4_12"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;We started one of our nieces out at a very young age with this short little table grace that would be easy to remember and allow her to participate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for this food. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This soon spread for use with all the children in the family. As they got older, more would be added. The standard has become&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for this food and for this time together.&lt;br /&gt;with more added as a person or situation dictated (child or adult)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Contributed by David and Jackie Parker &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:dandjparker@neo.rr.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dandjparker@neo.rr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My little son made this prayer and prays it everyday at dinner, sometimes he extends it with things that happened that day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Thank you Lord Jesus for this food,&lt;br /&gt;and for Your love and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You that you were with us today.&lt;br /&gt;We love You very much and are happy because You are so close. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Contributed by Sam Mulock Houwer &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sam@mulock.myweb.nl"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sam@mulock.myweb.nl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="prayer4_10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;A simple childrens prayer before all meals, even the youngest will get involved:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I fold my hands and say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you God for my supper today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Insert meal of choice in place of supper) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Contributed by zeb &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jsm1@buffnet.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jsm1@buffnet.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Edmondson family has a search on for the shortest grace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good meat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's eat. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Bless this bunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As they munch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Their lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Contributed by Rick Edmondson &lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:rick@hunter.co.uk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rick@hunter.co.uk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Simple, right? ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Words in green and prayers were adapted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.pcisys.net/~tbc/mealpryr.htm#prayer10_1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://home.pcisys.net/~tbc/mealpryr.htm#prayer10_1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/14554c.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/14554c.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-8690512515117575683?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/8690512515117575683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=8690512515117575683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/8690512515117575683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/8690512515117575683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/06/grace-before-and-after-meals.html' title='Grace Before and After Meals.'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-4412689309268349151</id><published>2007-06-09T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T07:49:01.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpus Christi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rmq9YDs4nWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mrpgFNKgA84/s1600-h/250px-Procession_with_blessed_sacrament_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074076151194361186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rmq9YDs4nWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mrpgFNKgA84/s320/250px-Procession_with_blessed_sacrament_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Corpus Christi (Latin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; for Body of Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;) is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; in honour of the Holy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eucharist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. It was originally assigned to the Thursday following &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Trinity Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, thereby mirroring Holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, the Thursday of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Holy Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, the day on which Christians commemorate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Last Supper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;his apostles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, seen as the first Holy Eucharist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The appearance of Corpus Christi as a feast in the Christian calendar was primarily due to the petitions of the thirteenth-century &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Augustinian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; nun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Juliana of Liège&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. From her youth she claimed that God had been instructing her to establish a feast day for the Eucharist and later in life petitioned the learned Dominican &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hugh of St-Cher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, Jacques Pantaléon (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Archdeacon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; of Liège and later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pope Urban IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Robert de Thorete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bishop of Liège&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. At that time bishops could order feasts in their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dioceses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, so in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1246&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Bishop Robert convened a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;synod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and ordered a celebration of Corpus Christi to be held each year thereafter. The decree is preserved in Anton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Joseph Binterim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'s Vorzüglichsten Denkwürdigkeiten der Christkatholischen Kirche, together with parts of the first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;liturgy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; written for the occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight's Corpus Christi mass was truly something. I'm not sure why but being a part of that grand celebration made me feel very much at home. I felt as if I had been invited so exclusively to that mass. An overwhelming feeling filled me up inside. And for once in my life, I felt very &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; much a part of that mass. Not physically, but deeply spiritually. He was there. I could feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corpus Christi is a celebration of the Holy Eucharist. A Eucharist that is a memorial of His death, a memorial of His love for us. The Eucharist is to remind us of the sacrifice that He has made for us through His death out of love. It is so that the memory of His death does not stay a mere memory, rather that it leaves an impact in our lives so great that we begin to radiate His love in our every action and in our every decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's true that when people say life is short, you should live it to the fullest. So, take the opportunity to live the life that He is offering. Grab your chance at true joy, true life, true love. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will post up the pictures of the Corpus Christi procession that was held tonight after the mass. I did not get a chance to be a part of it but I heard that it was magical. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-4412689309268349151?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/4412689309268349151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=4412689309268349151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4412689309268349151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4412689309268349151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/06/corpus-christi.html' title='Corpus Christi?'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rmq9YDs4nWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mrpgFNKgA84/s72-c/250px-Procession_with_blessed_sacrament_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-127846716984819514</id><published>2007-06-01T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:19:37.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rl_xYI_PuUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lXniretNETI/s1600-h/You_lonely__teddy___by_anjobanjo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071037102474377538" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rl_xYI_PuUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lXniretNETI/s320/You_lonely__teddy___by_anjobanjo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That lonely feeling we get, every time no ones around. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes even when we're surrounded by people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things you just cannot tell your friends, things that you feel your family will never understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, who's there to tell..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often go looking for that perfect individual who will listen to everything you have to say and all that your heart has to express. High and low we search for that one solitary person. Just one person is enough. Just to eliminate the loneliness inside of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we search at all the wrong places, for all the wrong people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what if I told you I knew someone? Someone who could remove all the emptiness, someone who could be there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; the time like no one else could?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about this certain someone is, well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he's perfect&lt;/span&gt;. You couldn't find another out there just like him. There will be impostors, people who claim to be like him, people who tell you they're the whole package and that you do not need this "someone" but the truth is, there is  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt; to him, when you're down, when you're alone or when you're happy and have something you need to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell&lt;/span&gt; him, secrets you could never share, moments you just want to forget or feelings that you are forced to suppress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cry&lt;/span&gt; with him, let go of the load that has weighed u down for far too long or let out the hurts that have so often been inflicted upon your heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RmBUjo_PuVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/plJlaq-HpGA/s1600-h/Jesus_by_earlymorning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RmBUjo_PuVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/plJlaq-HpGA/s320/Jesus_by_earlymorning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071146151694022994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rejoice&lt;/span&gt; with him, let out your heart's innermost joy and content that you feel others would find petty and silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about this certain someone is, he doesn't judge, doesn't misunderstand, doesn't get impatient, always forgiving and ever-ready to serve.&lt;br /&gt;How ironic is it that this certain someone is our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; and yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; serves us. And I don't mean the whole slavery kind of thing. I mean, really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serve&lt;/span&gt; us. I mean, think about it. He goes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the way&lt;/span&gt; just to be there for one solitary human being whom most times defies his authority. We sin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; again and yet He still keeps loving us. And the best part is, no less is His love for us, even after we make the mistakes that we have made before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm gonna grasp this opportunity. As hard as we can, let us never forget, always remember and never take for-granted this amazing gift that has been bestowed upon us. The gift of an ever-loving &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; who will never let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-127846716984819514?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/127846716984819514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=127846716984819514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/127846716984819514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/127846716984819514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/06/lonely.html' title='Lonely?'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rl_xYI_PuUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lXniretNETI/s72-c/You_lonely__teddy___by_anjobanjo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-2413191400143226608</id><published>2007-05-25T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T11:33:40.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generation Revival!</title><content type='html'>The &lt;strong&gt;GENREV community&lt;/strong&gt; once again does not fail to deliver in abundance a message so powerful to many. Returning from &lt;strong&gt;Fan Into Flame II 2007&lt;/strong&gt;, I am once again empowered and filled with a greater understanding of what it is I must do to progress one step further into my relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be perfectly honest, one of the reasons I have not been updating this particular blog is because I found myself slowly feeling more and more lost in my religion, feeling that maybe it was time for that next step, deeper into our relationship. The problem was, I didn't know what it was that I had to do to progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, the GENREV community has touched my life. They have proven that all prayers, if in His will, will be answered. And that if you truly want something enough, He will grant it if He feels you are ready. After a long time of praying and seeking, I got my answer through this concert. I wondered, initially, what it was that kept me away from Him. I asked that He keep me close always, that I may not stray too far in the process. He answered my prayers, showed me what it was that I had to do and renewed my faith so deeply that words alone could not begin to sum it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words that Kiddo spoke through his sharing had really hit the nail on the head for me. We are one people. A community. Together, we walk in the same direction and stand together for always. We are one people. We are a royal priesthood, a holy nation. &lt;strong&gt;Everybody One&lt;/strong&gt;. And He asked us to go out and baptize the world, to immerse others in His Word! Not separately, not alone but &lt;strong&gt;together&lt;/strong&gt;. This, as Kiddo said, is my next step closer to Him. &lt;strong&gt;To&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;live out the faith&lt;/strong&gt;. To spread His word and to share His joy with others. To renew our relationship, we must continue to take these few steps, deeper into the relationship with Him. Do not be content with what you have now. Continue to seek. If you feel you love Him now, then seek Him even more and love Him more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our God is a God of endless possibilities and loves us unconditionally. Return the favour. Spread the salt, not alone but as &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; people. &lt;strong&gt;His&lt;/strong&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best, friends. =)) God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- "I'm gave my heart to Someone who will never leave"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-2413191400143226608?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/2413191400143226608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=2413191400143226608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/2413191400143226608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/2413191400143226608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/05/generation-revival.html' title='Generation Revival!'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-8487461600818292193</id><published>2007-05-05T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T10:21:28.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Easter Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061119841492825074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rjy1rk3cc_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vAAjnmJXS1Q/s320/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Easter. And so often we forget the true meaning of Easter and that is the rising of our Lord Jesus Christ. This post will be a short one for it is left for us to ponder upon. Jesus promised, when He left, that He would return. I'm not sure about the rest of you but that tells me that among the many qualities of Our Lord, one of them is that &lt;strong&gt;He is a man of His word&lt;/strong&gt;. He fulfills His promises to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Easter, my friends. And He is alive, &lt;strong&gt;in all of us&lt;/strong&gt;. Just as He said He would be. Let us take this opportunity to rediscover Him. Grow together with your fellow Christians. I, too, am on a journey to rediscover Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best and God bless. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-8487461600818292193?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/8487461600818292193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=8487461600818292193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/8487461600818292193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/8487461600818292193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/05/late-easter-post.html' title='Late Easter Post'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rjy1rk3cc_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/vAAjnmJXS1Q/s72-c/4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-2032320914192309809</id><published>2007-04-20T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T03:08:53.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rally'/><title type='text'>Review of E.R. 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E.R. 07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;GeT a LiFe!! (Fri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;LiVe iT oUt!~ (Sat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Venue: Christian Ecumenical Centre, Stampin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time: 7:30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I apologize for the late update on the event. As always it is due to some time constraint. So here I am, back to update those who did not attend the E.R. on how the two-night event played out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First of all, would like to start off by extending a heartiest "congratulations" to the emPOWERed Youth Ministry for excellent efforts and preparations. The hall was set up wonderfully with a built-up stage right in the middle of the room complimented by some ravishing coloured lights and dried ice. The agenda of the night was very well-planned and the events that came up, one after the other, were pretty unpredictable. The agenda organized was truly creative and fresh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;E.R. 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;GeT a LiFe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Concert session 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First of all, would like to start off by extending a heartiest "congratulations" to the &lt;strong&gt;emPOWERed Youth Ministry&lt;/strong&gt; for excellent efforts and preparations. The hall was set up wonderfully with a built-up stage right in the middle of the room complimented by some ravishing coloured lights and dried ice. The agenda of the night was very well-planned and the events that came up, one after the other, were pretty unpredictable. The agenda organized was truly creative and fresh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Starting off with a short talk by &lt;strong&gt;Fr. Joseph Chai&lt;/strong&gt; followed by an adrenaline pumping introduction by &lt;strong&gt;Benedict Lo&lt;/strong&gt;, the crowd was brought to an uproar as the worship leaders made an impressionable entrance with religious rock songs which were accompanied by the &lt;strong&gt;emPOWERed&lt;/strong&gt; dancers and special guest, &lt;strong&gt;Mark David&lt;/strong&gt;. As it approached towards the middle of the event, there was a little sketch courtesy of the Drama Ministry followed by life testimonies by &lt;strong&gt;Edmund Lo,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Emmanuel David and Errol Glenn&lt;/strong&gt;. Also, there was a special message by our very own &lt;strong&gt;Archbishop&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;John Ha&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My favourite and also the most expected segment was when &lt;strong&gt;Karen Chin&lt;/strong&gt; sang, while playing the guitar, Kathryn Scott's "&lt;strong&gt;Ashes To Beauty&lt;/strong&gt;" totally unplugged, accompanied by &lt;strong&gt;Cherlyn Joseph&lt;/strong&gt; on the back-up vocals. More praise followed after in the night and the first night ended nicely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;E.R. 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LiVe iT OuT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tonight's session was truly moving. With a more sentimental and soft choice of songs, I can personally say that the crowd was given a chance to truly reflect and worship Our Lord &lt;em&gt;(based on the many opinions of a few other attendees)&lt;/em&gt;. The night started off with a solo by &lt;strong&gt;Lewis Lo&lt;/strong&gt; which lead into more upbeat songs followed by several softer ones. &lt;strong&gt;Karen Chin&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Pius Kalang&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Correine Loretta&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Rainer&lt;/strong&gt; all shared their respective testimonies boldly, all glorifying His name in the process. Loretta's life testimony was played out via a short sketch courtesy of the Drama Ministry. The rest of the night played out pretty much the same as the night before except with a different choice of songs, including&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Rainer and Loretta's self-written song which I found to be the most moving song of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All and all the &lt;strong&gt;E.R.07&lt;/strong&gt; was a great success with the help of many supportive and generous sponsors, hardworking and dedicated ministers and helpers and above all, the &lt;strong&gt;goodness and grace&lt;/strong&gt; of Our God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May the emPOWERed Ministry continue to be showered with His blessings so that they will be able to continue to organize more unforgettable events in the future in their efforts to save our generation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May God bless you all and keep on rocking for the Lord!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-2032320914192309809?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/2032320914192309809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=2032320914192309809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/2032320914192309809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/2032320914192309809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/04/review-of-er-07.html' title='Review of E.R. 07'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-660339719811323366</id><published>2007-04-13T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T07:30:24.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>PostSecret</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Every single person has at least one secret that would break your heart. If we could just remember this, I think there would be a lot more compassion and tolerance in the world"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just recently I came across &lt;a href="www.postsecret.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PostSecret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. Before I could not seem to grasp the point of doing all this; sending in your secrets to be posted up on a site. But then after coming across PostSecret I realized what it was all really for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everyone has their own personal secret. A secret that we hold deep inside of us that we could never bring ourselves to reveal. Hurts, experiences, embarrassing stories, stupid decisions, raging emotions. These secrets we carry sometimes weigh such a heavy load it burdens us so greatly. I realized that communities like PostSecret only aim to help those who are burdened by this heavy load realize that there are so many others out there just like them and that they do not have to bear it all alone. By sending in their deepest, most hidden secrets at least a little part of the burden that they have to carry on their shoulders will be lifted for they can finally let things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often say that in times of need, &lt;strong&gt;seek God&lt;/strong&gt;. But sometimes, we find that it is just not enough to have Him with us spiritually. Sure, His presence strengthens us but we need that little extra to relieve us completely. That is why He sends us aid in the form of the people around us. We are all interdependant, one way or the other. Take what PostSecret is doing for example. They are working based on the very grounds that we all need each other to go on with life. We help each other through these difficulties that bring us down. Sometimes all we need is to know that there are others out there who are going through the same things if not worse and that our life is not all that bad after all. It makes our problems seem so little when you compare them to such a &lt;em&gt;big&lt;/em&gt; world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God provides. Always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-660339719811323366?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/660339719811323366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=660339719811323366&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/660339719811323366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/660339719811323366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/04/postsecret.html' title='PostSecret'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-1922917628750405181</id><published>2007-03-31T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T08:41:59.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy week'/><title type='text'>Sea of Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s20.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/Kutless-SeaofFaces.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sea of Faces&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the city lights all around me&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's obscure&lt;br /&gt;Ten million people each with their problems&lt;br /&gt;Why should anyone care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Your eyes I can see&lt;br /&gt;I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a Sea of Faces&lt;br /&gt;Your body's the bread, Your blood is the wine&lt;br /&gt;Because you traded Your life for mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my life it feels so trivial&lt;br /&gt;Immersed in the greatness of space&lt;br /&gt;Yet somehow you still find the time for me&lt;br /&gt;It's then You show me Your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And In Your eyes I can see&lt;br /&gt;And in Your arms I will be&lt;br /&gt;I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a Sea of Faces&lt;br /&gt;Your body's the bread, Your blood is the wine&lt;br /&gt;Because you traded Your life for mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only my one heart&lt;br /&gt;Was all you'd gain from all it cost&lt;br /&gt;Well I know you would have still been a man&lt;br /&gt;With a reason&lt;br /&gt;To willingly offer your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not just a man, vastly lost in this world&lt;br /&gt;Lost in a Sea of Faces&lt;br /&gt;Your body's the bread, Your blood is the wine&lt;br /&gt;Because you traded Your life for mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one in a million faces &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the midst of preparation for Good Friday, I have found this song to be quite suitable for the occassion. It speaks partly of how God willingly traded His life for &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; His people. And even if He was giving His whole life up for only a single soul, He would still do the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was my first time in a long time, today, that I attended the children's liturgy again. My family and I had decided that Sunset Mass would be more practical for us so we decided to attend mass on Saturdays instead from now on. A good friend of mine extended her most sincerest invitation to me to join them in helping out at the Children's Liturgy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Upon attending the liturgy, I was both amused and very shocked, and a little ashamed as well if I may add. When it comes to The Bible, I think I must shamefully confess that I know close to nothing about the Scriptures and how things played out back then in Jesus' time. Sitting amongst children at the ages of 8-12 today, I was absolutely astounded to see how much they knew about the Scriptures, who was who and what was what. Even more than I, sad to say. It was, on the other hand, quite refreshing seeing children know so much about His Word. A good example and a faithful motivator to push me to read up more on the scriptures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The liturgy teacher spoke of how Jesus faced Jews and Pilate and how He was ridiculed and tortured before His prolonged death on the cross. She emphasized strongly on how he suffered and experienced great pain in the process. She, later, then instructed us to lift up our hands as high as we could and keep them up there for as long as we could afford to. Kids being the over-energetic little critters that they are of course managed to keep their hands up in the air for awhile. But later on another one of the liturgy teachers challenged us all to &lt;strong&gt;stretch out our arms, as Jesus did on the cross, for an hour during Good Friday next week &lt;/strong&gt;just to understand a &lt;em&gt;teensy tiny&lt;/em&gt; bit of the pain that Jesus had to go through when He died for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What He had gone through was much worse than simply lifting your hands up in the air fora few measly hours. No, it was much much more worse than that. The sharp pain in His hands from the nails, the stinging pain of thorns on His brow and the great weight that pulled Him downwards, ripping His ribs apart, made it all the more difficult for Him to endure the cruxifiction. And it was not a short and easy death either. He had to hang up there for hours before He finally died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not saying we should constantly mourn over His death, living life dismal and bleak. Just remember His noble deed. Thank Him always and &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; forget Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This song is not only for those who need a reminder of how He died for us. It is also for those out there who feel small and insignificant to the world. It is for those who have forgotten His love for us. It is for those who feel their problems overpower them and it is all too much to swallow. It is to remind us all that the world is a vast piece of land, that it will turn its back on you someday, that it cares so little for your needs and cannot attend to your every cry. But at the same time lives a God who &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; there and &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; attend to your every need. Who died for you just so you could enjoy all the good things in your life right now, so you could go through this great experience of which is life and through it hold onto some very important life lessons that you pick up along the way. Lessons that draw you closer to Him and bring to you a greater understanding of Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So grasp to your limit, all the lessons that you encounter in your life. Hold on so tightly to the one and only God who will set you free and sees you not only as just another man in a sea of faces but as a shining star in His heart. Forget not this God and the sacrifices that He has made for you. Give thanks to Him always and love Him to the ends of the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wish you all a blessed Holy Week in advance. May we all experience a little bit of Christ in all of us through this blessed week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-1922917628750405181?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/1922917628750405181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=1922917628750405181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1922917628750405181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1922917628750405181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/03/urlhttps20.html' title='Sea of Faces'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-741775312055874595</id><published>2007-03-17T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:00:55.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rally'/><title type='text'>Review of Deeper '07</title><content type='html'>Last night, I attended the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deeper '07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;youth rally&lt;/strong&gt; which was held at the Good News building located at Green Heights (somewhere near the Kuching airport, behind the row of shoplots). The &lt;strong&gt;youth rally&lt;/strong&gt; was organized by a group of passionate and God-loving youths. The turn-up was quite impressive with 300-400 youths at least and the rally started almost precisely on the time stated. The hall was surrounded by a slamming surround sound to match the staggering music that was played by the oh-so-talented young musicians. The youths were more than just pumped up for God and had been the most enthusiastic bunch that I had ever seen. The worship was lead well and the choice of songs seemed to have fit the environment of the night quite nicely. I'm not quite sure about the other participants there, but I definitely felt that the topic that was discussed by &lt;strong&gt;Pastor Chris Long&lt;/strong&gt; had really related to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;According to Pastor Chris Long&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are only 4 essentials in our lives. If you have these, you may not have a million dollars but you will be a rich man. If you have these, you may not have a big house or big cars but you will have a BIG heart. And all this lies but in one bible verse and that is Mark 8:22-26.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;What we really need&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. We all need good friends. (v.22)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the verse, the blind man was brought to Jesus by his &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;. They did not &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;take advantage of the blind man's inability to see, instead they helped him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and took him to Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Verse 22: They came to Bethsaida, and some people brought a blind man and &lt;strong&gt;begged&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus to touch him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need friends to help us through tough times. In the beginning the blind man did not&lt;br /&gt;believe that Jesus could heal him. He followed his friends to see Jesus reluctantly initially,&lt;br /&gt;in the absence of belief. But his friends persisted and brought him to see Jesus anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. We all need Jesus to lead us by His hand. (v.23)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all need Jesus to lead us by His hand. Trust that Jesus would never lead &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you in the wrong direction. When you don't understand, trust Him. Do not &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;struggle, instead allow Him to guide you in the path that He wants you to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;walk on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Verse 23 (part I): He took the blind man by the hand and led him outside the village.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;We must learn to trust God, in order to walk with Him. Trust that He is your salvation and&lt;br /&gt;that He will never steer you wrong. Give Him your hand to hold and let Him lead. Trust in&lt;br /&gt;His plans and know that when you follow God, you will never go wrong for we are all blind&lt;br /&gt;and lost and so we need direction. God is our direction. He is the one who will point you to&lt;br /&gt;where you should go and where you have to be. He is our &lt;strong&gt;guide&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. We all need to experience the supernatural. (v.23)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus spat on the eyes of the blind man, He anointed cool drool on him. God is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;supernatural. He spat in the blind man's eyes because He was trying to create&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;faith in the blind man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Verse 23 (part II): When He had spit on the man's eyes and put his hands on him, Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;asked, "Do you see anything?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;In the words of &lt;strong&gt;Pastor Chris Long&lt;/strong&gt;, we all need to experience the supernatural. In my&lt;br /&gt;opinion, what it meant by Jesus trying to create faith when he spat in the blind man's eyes&lt;br /&gt;was that He wanted to prove that merely by spitting, He could heal the blind man. But I'm&lt;br /&gt;not too sure. Sound logical to you? What do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. We all need God's second touch. (v.25)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only after receiving God's second touch, will you see people as people.You will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;learn to connect with people instead of just letting the people around you pass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you by while you convince yourself that you don't need anyone and that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;solitude can be your ideal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus says look at the fields they are ripe with harvest. Do not wait anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After receiving His second touch, you will no longer see your workplace or&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your school just merely as it is but you will see it as a mission's field.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Verse 25: Once more Jesus put his hands on the man's eyes. Then his eyes were opened, his&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sight was restored, and he saw everything clearly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;According to &lt;strong&gt;Pastor Chris Long&lt;/strong&gt;, Jesus' first touch gives us the feeling we get after concerts&lt;br /&gt;and rallies, the pumped up feeling. The first step closer to Him. The introduction to God. The&lt;br /&gt;second touch on the other hand is to further grow closer with God, to take a deeper step into our relationship with God. There are different levels in our relationship with God. Our first encounter with God will bring us a step into the shallow part of the pool. As we continue to seek Him and ask of Him, His second touch will bring us deeper in and thus brings our relationship with God to a whole new different level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a very good experience. It touched many people. Some got the chance to pour out their innermost feelings and hurts to God. Some received gifts. A girl in particular even received the gift of Holy Laughter. It was very enlightening to see so many miracles happen only in one night. The power of God is truly great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year's rally, Deeper '08 should be even more of a blast. I encourage you all to join in as well. On the other hand, St. Joseph's Youth Parish Ministry has organized a youth rally as well, also known as E.R. 07. It is held yearly and the turn up is always amazing. Lead by a group of young and empowered working adults, worshipping God is brought to a whole new level and experiencing Him was never made more easy. So I urge you all to attend the upcoming event. Also, for all those of you who have attended Fan into Flame last year, there will be another one coming up in May which is Fan into Flame II. For those of you who did not attend, it is highly recommended that you join in on this one. Both Fan into Flame I and II are organized by GENREV Live, a Philippino worship team. With a wide range of strong vocals, these Philippino worship leaders never fail to bring the roof down at every event held as they bring youths into great anticipation and an undying passion to serve God. These events are a must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further details on the location and time will be posted up here when confirmed, for your reference. So, keep April and May free fellow youths! You wouldn't want to miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-741775312055874595?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/741775312055874595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=741775312055874595&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/741775312055874595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/741775312055874595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/03/review-of-deeper-07.html' title='Review of Deeper &apos;07'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-4945588517265950526</id><published>2007-03-16T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T11:00:13.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Through their eyes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Children being young as they are, have very naive and innocent minds. Having not yet been exposed to the natures of the outside world, they live their lives based on what they pick up from their surroundings and judge things based on their own raw perspectives on things. Which is exactly why people often say that when looking for a painfully honest opinion, ask a kid because they have not yet learnt how to lie or pretend. Similiarly, they too have their own perspectives on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lets look at what they had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042578289072802338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrWPLhICiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XoPuk27DGIk/s320/jane.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Jane -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042567564539463970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrMe7hICSI/AAAAAAAAACU/r2xZHuRutu0/s320/neil.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Neil - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042566731315808514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrLubhICQI/AAAAAAAAACE/f7AungdaIxQ/s320/Ruth+M.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; - Ruth M. - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042567349791099154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrMSbhICRI/AAAAAAAAACM/ERsnWZ2i-do/s320/jennifer.bmp" border="0" /&gt;- Jennifer -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042579182425999922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrXDLhICjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mXc6U4X7ySg/s320/elliott.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Elliott -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042568711295732034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrNhrhICUI/AAAAAAAAACk/cJPnNZC-CFg/s320/robert.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Robert -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042570725635393906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrPW7hICXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gW4xhNSJiqs/s320/joyce.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Joyce -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042571086412646786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrPr7hICYI/AAAAAAAAADE/ezin_VN1LOs/s320/nan.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Nan -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042571941111138706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrQdrhICZI/AAAAAAAAADM/gkO_SSrQUSk/s320/ginny.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Ginny -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042573929680996770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrSRbhICaI/AAAAAAAAADU/cgkRWtyg0Yc/s320/mickey+d.bmp" border="0" /&gt; - Mickey D. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042574221738772914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrSibhICbI/AAAAAAAAADc/1ieVsx-_LPI/s320/chris.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Chris -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042575166631578050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrTZbhICcI/AAAAAAAAADk/v9eVZmC8PpI/s320/raphael.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;- Raphael -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042575458689354194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrTqbhICdI/AAAAAAAAADs/M1HKTS7hZsU/s320/donna.bmp" border="0" /&gt;- Donna -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042576197423729122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrUVbhICeI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mwS-xu2kBnE/s320/jonathan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;- Jonathan -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042576734294641138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrU0rhICfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-4wNk7_mZiA/s320/peter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;- Peter -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042577146611501570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrVMrhICgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Q-lXVqhjOKA/s320/larry.bmp" border="0" /&gt;- Larry -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I guess next time you feel like you're saying something stupid to God you'll think twice. There's never a stupid request or a silly word when it comes to God. So feel free to tell Him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;God bless all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-4945588517265950526?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/4945588517265950526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=4945588517265950526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4945588517265950526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4945588517265950526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/03/through-their-eyes.html' title='Through their eyes..'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RfrWPLhICiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XoPuk27DGIk/s72-c/jane.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-1645114319281454703</id><published>2007-03-09T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T10:57:38.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JESUS the Same!</title><content type='html'>This past month for me has been like rough waves crashing hard into the shore, over and over again. It seemed more like a tsunami but you catch my drift. My first love experience had.. &lt;em&gt;has &lt;/em&gt;and still is an insane roller-coaster ride. More like being thrown off the rails of the ride actually. A further, more detailed explanation would prove unnecessary and over-rated. My point is that this downfall of mine really took me by the reigns and drove my life into a brickwall. It seemed to have controlled my all and I eventually allowed it to step all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love was never an issue for me. I never doubted His love for me, not for one second. But in the midst of all my confusion and mixed up emotions, I had permitted myself subconciously to take that step away from God which slowly led to bigger steps and a wider gap between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why it had come in the way of my spiritual life seeing as they appeared to have no connections to each other whatsoever. But the truth was, they bore much correlation to each other. More than I thought. I faced several pains, one after another and they all seemed to have pilled up inside like a hill of rice sacks(don't ask me where I get these insane analogies lol). And the more they compiled, the harder I found it to let anything out. I couldn't seem to phrase it all in proper words, so I couldn't describe or tell anyone much about what I felt. It could be said to be the most difficult experience of my life. I began to realize that all I could think, even when in prayer, was about the problem that I was facing. It seemed to have caused me to feel more distant from the Lord and I soon found myself straying little by a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks before my experience, I had attended a Bible study whereby we discussed what it meant by keeping your treasures up in Heaven instead of down here on Earth. We were split into groups of around 5 people each and were asked to discuss all the subjects printed on the sheet. My take on this particular bible verse, which I had just mentioned above, was that it meant that we should not have our priorities be put on an earthly materials but rather focus our priorities on Our Lord. After that, there was a question on the sheet which read "Do you serve two gods?". I saw it in a very square and earthly manner, seeing it meaning as serving for example both Buddha and God or something. But our dear youth group leader, quiet as he seemed, surprised us all with his take on it. He said that probably, reffering to the subject we discussed earlier which was not being able to focus during prayer or worship, the two gods that were referred to in the context represented both God and an earthly possesion. We as humans tend to fall into the trap of putting our most prized possesion first in our life, whether it be a boyfriend/girlfriend, state-of-the-art gizmos, our academics or even our problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized after pondering for so long that the only reason I had felt so distant from God was because I had been serving two gods. I had permitted my emotions to control me and had put it before everything else and perhaps, even before God. Even upon discovering that, I found it so difficult to lift things up to Him. I found that I did not know how to anymore, it seemed. I did, at least, feel more connected to Him again and that relieved me quite a great deal. I struggled and faced much difficulty attempting to surrender my troubles to Him but there was &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; difference with having feel connected to Him and not having feel so. After I had felt His presence by my side again, I felt safer. Like I was in my own safe haven. I felt that I, at least now, had a safety net to fall back on. The situation got better and through time, the load began to relieve itself a little by a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say that I am totally okay now, but I have made some amazingly drastic improvements. I have found great comfort in the Lord and no longer feel anymore difficulty in giving my all to Him. I am aware now, more than ever before, that when the world brings me down, no matter what or who it is that hurts me or turns their back on me, my Lord will never do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest of your love ones may someday walk out on you. The most precious of your posessions may someday deteriorate. The one who promises to always love you if you ever fall short of love, may someday just stop loving you. On the other hand, JESUS will stay by your side forever. JESUS is eternal. JESUS will &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; love you. And JESUS is JESUS always and forever. Meaning His feelings for you are everlasting for JESUS is the same yesterday, today and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-1645114319281454703?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/1645114319281454703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=1645114319281454703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1645114319281454703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1645114319281454703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/03/jesus-same.html' title='JESUS the Same!'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-1819857476789656668</id><published>2007-02-21T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T11:49:46.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abstinence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lent'/><title type='text'>The Season of Lent</title><content type='html'>It was only recently, around a few years ago, that I have joined the Catholic community. It became pretty clear to me as I grew older and began to truly venture into my relationship with God that the traditions practiced in the Catholic churches are somewhat different from what I had been used to practicing in my previous charismatic church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            As my walk with God continued on, I decided I wanted to practice these traditions with my whole heart and not just because I was taught to do so. I began to ask those around me questions on such traditions as 'Ash Wednesday', 'Lent', 'Holy Thursday' and so on. Initially, I did vaguely know the reasons for these traditions but I did not truly understand them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            This year I decided to carry out my resolution of attending the masses/services that are usually held for these Catholic traditions. As we all know Ash Wednesday had just passed. And if some of you are still unsure on what that really is, a further explanation of this Christian tradition is to come later on in this post. A few friends and I attended Ash Wednesday mass a few days ago. The church was packed with people so we sat outside on the pavement, still managing to catch most of the Archbishop's sermon. As we sat there, I turned over to a friend on my left and I asked him this, "What is Ash Wednesday?" He paused for a moment and then laughed. And he had every right to find my question odd. I suppose it is rather peculiar for a Christian to attend Ash Wednesday mass and not know what it really is. But I suppose most of us do not really understand the real meaning of these Christian traditions. Most of us just attend mass with our families, go up to receive whatever it is we have to receive and then we leave; some what like an obligation to God and our family. And proving my theory correct, a friend of mine did admit that she doesn't really know why we go to mass on Ash Wednesday other than to receive the ash on our foreheads. Ash Wednesday is celebrated to remind us that we are made of dirt. With God's hands alone, we were sculpted from dirt into such complex human life-forms, every one special in their own way. With such a deep love for us God made us all special and in every one of us, He left a little bit of himself behind. I've often had this thought cross my mind, and to be perfectly honest, I sometimes still do. I do feel less significant at times. I envied those who were sculpted so perfectly from head to toe. I envied those who got so much attention for their beauty. I was insecure. And I suppose I still am at times. But I remind myself of this every time I feel less than who I really am: God sculpted us with His own two hands. With a heart full of love, He put the extra effort into making us all look different in our own way. I mean, think about it. He could've made us all look to same. That would've made His job a lot easier. Heck, He could've even gotten someone else to do it for Him, one of His angels perhaps but, no. He didn't. He chose to give His all for you. He chose to leave a part of Himself and His love in you. Because He loves you. So much. Sure, not all of us were made perfect physically. Maybe we have all been a little too shallow? Maybe we have all been too busy judging from the outside, that we didn't give ourselves a chance to see true beauty radiate from the inside of us. God made us all beautiful. Believe it. The real issue here is whether or not we choose to stay beautiful, or to scar ourselves with sin. Beauty in the dictionary is defined as a physical significance. Beauty to God is defined as a significant heart. God is the definition of beauty itself. So, grow in Him. Live by Him. Be an image of Him, that His love may shine through you.. and touch the lives of others. Sow that beautiful heart that He has given you for every heart bears it's distinct significance. We are all beautiful in God’s eyes whether you be short, tall, round, thin or square for that matter. Every single one of us is special. And I mean physically. Believe it. ‘Cos God made you beautiful and there is only one person, one thing that keeps you from believing that. Guess who’s the one that whispers in your ear words that tell you you’re not beautiful, that you’re nothing special. You’ve got it, it’s the evil one himself. So don’t give in to thoughts that bring you down. Do not be anything less than the person that you know you are for no one can make you feel inferior if you do not grant them the permission to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Besides that, Ash Wednesday also signifies the beginning of lent. When the subject of lent came about, I found myself stumped and went on a rampage, text messaging anyone I could find in my phonebook, to ask them all one simple question: "What is lent?" I came to find that no one could really answer me in a way that I could really understand and that all the others that I had asked could not answer me at all except for a friend of mine who had carefully explained everything to me. (this is exactly what I was talking about when I said that we do not truly understand what we practice as Catholics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            According to him, lent is a 40-day period when we observe penance and abstinence to remind ourselves of Jesus' suffering before His death on the cross. Lent is basically a preparation for Easter, when Jesus is raised from the dead to save us. During this season of lent which lasts for over a period of 4 weeks, we fast and abstain from the things that we desire most. i.e. meat, chocolate, junk food, internet ;p and so on.&lt;br /&gt;I continued on to ask him about the reason for our fasting during lent. In general, we are sinners and to be forgiven of our sins, we need to reconcile with God. And to reconcile with God we must first be pure both in soul and physically, thus by fasting we achieve our aim towards self-purification. (Not to be a credit hog but these are all in his own words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            It seems that during lent, you hear of people abstaining from things such as meat as it is often used as a guideline, in church, as to what we should abstain from. Most people take it as an obligation or simply as a church practice which most times makes it easier to give into the temptation of making unnecessary exceptions during occasions whereby you do not feel the want to fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The way I see it, by fasting we test our limits; how far we are willing to go for the Lord. Ask yourself this, how far would you push your limits for God? Would you do just about anything for Him as He would for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            By fasting we also test our strength, to keep strong and not give into temptation, rather choose the path of God. The willingness to give up your utmost desires for the sake of our Lord; THAT is true love. It's interesting how God reveals so much to us through the most ambiguous things. He teaches us many things but in a way He allows us to learn them for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            So don’t fast because you are told to do so. Don’t walk down that aisle and get that ash wiped across your forehead just because it’s what you’re supposed to do on Ash Wednesday. Do not do what you do for God out of an obligation or because that’s what everyone else is doing or just because that’s what you are told to do. No. Do it for Him and no one else! Go all out, fellow children of the Lord and don’t turn back. All the best, my faithful readers. May we continue to grow with God and in God, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-1819857476789656668?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/1819857476789656668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=1819857476789656668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1819857476789656668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1819857476789656668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/02/season-of-lent.html' title='The Season of Lent'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-1531374744032967734</id><published>2007-02-18T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T08:08:12.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fame'/><title type='text'>Whose Hands?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdhxbU0GxWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-BmnuHv1O-k/s1600-h/counsel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032897297844192610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdhxbU0GxWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-BmnuHv1O-k/s320/counsel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHOSE HANDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A basketball in my hands is worth about $19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is worth about$33 million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A baseball in my hands is worth about $6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A baseball in Mark McGuire's hands is worth $19million&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A tennis racket is useless in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A tennis racket in Pete Sampras' hands is a WimbledonChampionship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A rod in my hands will keep away a wild animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A rod in Moses' hands will part the mighty sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A sling shot in my hands is a kid's toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A sling shot in David's hand is a mighty weapon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in my hands is a couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;of fish sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in God's hands will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;feed thousands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nails in my hands might produce a birdhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nails in Jesus Christ's hands will produce salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;for the entire world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It depends whose hands it's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;As you see now it depends whose hands it's in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So putyour concerns, your worries, your fears, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;your hopes,your dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;your families and your relationships in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God's hands because - It depends whose hands it's in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stumbled upon it at this site: &lt;a href="http://byfaithonly.com/ItsNotOverYet/WhosHands.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://byfaithonly.com/ItsNotOverYet/WhosHands.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so I thought I'd share it with you all =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enjoy!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-1531374744032967734?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/1531374744032967734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=1531374744032967734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1531374744032967734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/1531374744032967734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/02/whose-hands.html' title='Whose Hands?'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdhxbU0GxWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/-BmnuHv1O-k/s72-c/counsel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-4861414805308720916</id><published>2007-02-17T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:54:27.558-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><title type='text'>Live365Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdhzhE0GxXI/AAAAAAAAABc/jVDvuN-jUAc/s1600-h/new-topmenu-youthgray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032899595651695986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdhzhE0GxXI/AAAAAAAAABc/jVDvuN-jUAc/s320/new-topmenu-youthgray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I'd like to share a little something with all of you that has really intrigued me. A 15 year old friend of mine from the States, who I met through an online game, IMed me out of the blue today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversations usually end quite a short time after our hellos but today we suddenly started talking about God. He started telling me about the youth from his church in the States. According to him, every week &lt;strong&gt;600+ kids&lt;/strong&gt; show up for youth! They hold events every few weeks or so and after each one, the average, on a weekly basis, &lt;strong&gt;raises by 50+&lt;/strong&gt;! He even said that they had to put a 1000 kid limit for the upcoming event. I am truly impressed by the determination and passion that these youths have for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their church has a personal website, &lt;a href="http://www.live365rocks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.live365rocks.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. He says that they have a guest band play for them, I think occasionally, called &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leeland &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and they &lt;/span&gt;have apparently got a Grammy nomination before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They record their services and post them up every Thursday. The site is pretty cool. Do check it out if you all have the time, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-4861414805308720916?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/4861414805308720916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=4861414805308720916&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4861414805308720916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/4861414805308720916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/02/live365rocks.html' title='Live365Rocks!'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdhzhE0GxXI/AAAAAAAAABc/jVDvuN-jUAc/s72-c/new-topmenu-youthgray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-606987827318593026</id><published>2007-02-17T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T08:08:57.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>"Hope for the Hopeless"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hope[1, verb]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 : to cherish a desire with anticipation &lt;hopes&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 archaic : &lt;a href="http://www.m-w.com/dictionary/trust"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hope[2, noun]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 : to desire with expectation of obtainment&lt;br /&gt;2 : to expect with confidence : &lt;a href="http://www.m-w.com/dictionary/trust"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;TRUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever hear the phrase, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope for the Hopeless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;? To live without a purpose. To see no tomorrow. To find no redemption. That is how the &lt;em&gt;hopeless&lt;/em&gt; live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdbN2E0GxTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2gaQD5JwuKs/s1600-h/Hopeful_or_Hopeless__ii_by_inD3Finite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032435962522027314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdbN2E0GxTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2gaQD5JwuKs/s320/Hopeful_or_Hopeless__ii_by_inD3Finite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Based on no grounds, their optimistic side proves weak as they fail to persist at the false hope of a brighter tomorrow. To keep an optimistic view is always good. But the truth is, the hopeless do not base their optimism on hope, rather on what they hear in fairytales and in storybooks; that "..tomorrow will be a brighter day" or rather what I'd like to call a hope based on no grounds. For they do not really believe it. Still, they are desperate for any form of hope to keep their lives hanging by that thin thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some give up and find no reason to live. They resort to self-inflicted pain which often times they claim they do for the reason of wanting to feel something, to remind themselves that they are still alive. Others find comfort in hurting their bodies with drugs and an overdosage of pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, even without being in a tight fix, we all subconsciously need some form of hope to pull us through every day. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Little things like hope of being able to wake up to see the faces of our loved ones or big things like hope of having your boyfriend/girlfriend fly home safely to celebrate your 2nd anniversary or just normal everyday things like hope for a good day tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope starts from trusting, in confidence, that things will get better. Of course we do not put our trust simply in nothing. That would not give us hope, or rather it would not last very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope lies only in &lt;strong&gt;one person&lt;/strong&gt;, and that one person is &lt;strong&gt;Our Great King&lt;/strong&gt;. With Him in our lives, everything can be made possible if the intentions are right. Believe that your God is a great one. Believe that He will save you from every downfall, every mistake, every sin. Lift up the thoughts that keep you awake at night. Lift up the pain that stakes through your heart everytime you take a breath. Lift up the squabbles and shouting that goes on at home every night, that has left you afraid. Lift up that relationship with your partner t&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdhqxE0GxVI/AAAAAAAAABE/_-mwqrS-Ub0/s1600-h/Hopeless_by_Julien1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032889974924952914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdhqxE0GxVI/AAAAAAAAABE/_-mwqrS-Ub0/s320/Hopeless_by_Julien1989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hat has gone sour and has left you bitter and cold. Ask Him to set you free. Free of the bondages that chain you so tightly and weigh you down so heavily. Just lift these simple words to Him: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Lord, I lift up my burdens to You in confidence that You will share the load with me and make everything better. I pray this is Your most gracious name, Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He requires no explanation, nor a long story of what has happened or what you need Him to change. He listens not to the words that come out of your mouth but rather to the words in your heart. So don't feel reluctant to ask Him for assistance as not much needs to be said. Whisper Him a little prayer. For though He is a BIG God, He can hear every little prayer from each one of His children. And in a heartbeat, He will be there. Not to watch you carry the load alone, not to stand there and watch you fall but to lift that burden off your shoulders in a breath and set you free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am the good shepherd, and know my [sheep], and am known of mine. As the Father knoweth me, even so know I the Father: and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I lay down my life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for the sheep&lt;/span&gt;." --John 10:14-15&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's how much He loves YOU! That's how far He's willing to go for YOU! HIS SHEEP! HIS PEOPLE! So doubt not His willingness to share your burdens, to share your pain, to share your sufferings! For He is a compassionate God. A merciful God. A God of grace. A mighty God, willing to lay His life down for &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A very wise person taught me this and I wanted to share this with all of you as well, in hope that it may too touch your lives as it has touched mine. When caught in a tight fix we often find ourselves saying, &lt;strong&gt;"Oh my God, I have a BIG problem!". &lt;/strong&gt;Well, next time you find yourself in such a situation, try saying this instead: &lt;strong&gt;"Oh my problem, I have a &lt;u&gt;BIG&lt;/u&gt; God!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;May God continue to shower His never ending blessings on all of you and I wish you all a very blessed and prosperous Chinese New Year!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-606987827318593026?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/606987827318593026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=606987827318593026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/606987827318593026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/606987827318593026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/02/hope-for-hopeless.html' title='&quot;Hope for the Hopeless&quot;'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/RdbN2E0GxTI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2gaQD5JwuKs/s72-c/Hopeful_or_Hopeless__ii_by_inD3Finite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-2467774130541542536</id><published>2007-02-10T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:57:57.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>A Purpose Driven Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rdh1100GxYI/AAAAAAAAABo/gofULGHwvLc/s1600-h/purposedrivenlife.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032902151157237122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rdh1100GxYI/AAAAAAAAABo/gofULGHwvLc/s320/purposedrivenlife.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Subject: An Interview with Rick Warren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an absolutely incredible interview with Rick Warren, "Purpose Driven Life" author and pastor of Saddleback Church in California. His wife now has cancer, and he now has "wealth" from book sales. In the interview by Paul Bradshaw with Rick Warren, Rick said: People ask me "What is the purpose of life?" And I respond: In a nutshell, life is preparation for eternity. We were made to last forever, and God wants us to be with Him in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day my heart is going to stop, and that will be the end of my body-- but not the end of me. I may live 60 to 100 years on earth, but I am going to spend trillions of years in eternity. This is the warm-up act- the dress rehearsal. God wants us to practice on earth what we will do forever in eternity. We were made by God and for God, and until you figure that out, life isn't going to make sense. Life is a series of problems. Either you are in one now, you're just coming out of one, or you're getting ready to go into another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this is that God is more interested in your character than your comfort. God is more interested in making your life holy than He is in making your life happy. We can be reasonably happy here on earth, but that's not the goal of life. The goal is to grow in character, in Christ likeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been the greatest year of my life but also the toughest, with my wife, Kay, getting cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that life was hills and valleys- you go through a dark time, then you go to the mountain top, back and forth. I don't believe that anymore. Rather than life being hills and valleys, I believe that it's kind of like two rails on a railroad track, and at all times you have something good and something bad in your life. No matter how good things are in your life, there is always a bad that needs to be worked on. And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good you can thank God for. You can focus on your purposes, or you can focus on your problems. If you focus on your problems, you're going into self-centredness, which is my pain to get your focus off yourself and onto God and others. We discovered quickly that in spite of the prayers of the hundreds of thousands of people, God was not going to heal Kay or make it easy for her. It has been very difficult for her, and yet God has strengthened her character, given her a ministry of helping other people, given her a testimony, drawn her closer to Him and to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to learn to deal with both the good and the bad of life. Actually, sometimes learning to deal with both the good is harder. For instance, this past year, all of a sudden, when the book sold 15 million copies, it made me instantly very wealthy. It also brought a lot of notoriety that I had never had to deal with before. I don't think God gives you money or notoriety for your own ego or for you to live a life of ease. So I began to ask God what He wanted me to do with this money, notoriety and influence. He gave me two different passages that helped me decide what to do, 2 Corinthians 9 and Psalms 72.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, in spite of all the money coming in, we would not change our lifestyle one bit. We made no major purchases. Second, about midway through last year, I stopped taking a salary from the church. Third, we set up foundations to fund an initiative we call The Peace Plan to plant churches, equip leaders, assist the poor, care for the sick, and educate the next generation. Fourth, I added up all that the church had paid me in the 24 years since I started the church, and I gave it all back. It was liberating to be able to serve God for free. We need to ask ourselves: Am I going to live for posessions? Popularity? Am I going to be driven by pressures? Guilt? Bitterness? Materialism? Or am I going to be driven by God's purposes(for my life)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get up in the morning, I sit on the side of my bed and say, God, if I don't get anything else done today, I want to know You more and love You better. God didn't put me on earth just to fulfill a to-do list. He's more interested in what I am than what I do. That's why we're called human beings, not human doings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Happy moments, &lt;strong&gt;PRAISE GOD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Difficult moments, &lt;strong&gt;SEEK GOD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Quiet moments, &lt;strong&gt;WORSHIP GOD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Painful moments, &lt;strong&gt;TRUST GOD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Every moment, &lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is beautiful and food for the soul. A friend sent it to me, I shared it with you, now pick someone you want to bless. God loves you and so do I, have a blessed Lord's day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adapted from an email courtesy of a good friend of mine. Thank you, my good friend. Hope that it will touch your life as much as it touched mine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.purposedrivenlife.com/"&gt;http://www.purposedrivenlife.com/&lt;/a&gt; : A site by Rick Warren himself. Drop by and take a look if you feel the need to do so =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God bless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-2467774130541542536?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/2467774130541542536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=2467774130541542536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/2467774130541542536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/2467774130541542536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/02/purpose-driven-life.html' title='A Purpose Driven Life'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rdh1100GxYI/AAAAAAAAABo/gofULGHwvLc/s72-c/purposedrivenlife.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-8118313888310387205</id><published>2007-02-09T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:54:56.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>You Are The Contender!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rcyjb00GxRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8DeZGyiG01U/s1600-h/mora.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029574582294988050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rcyjb00GxRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8DeZGyiG01U/s320/mora.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it, there are two ways to go by. Live your life wallowing in the fact that life isn't always gonna be a bed of roses &lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt; live life making the best of those bumpy roads that you're gonna have to drive through at some point of your journey.&lt;br /&gt;To choose to go through life all grumpy and bitter, dwelling on the fact that life bites you hard on the rear end sometimes, is just as good as throwing in the towel before even entering the fighting ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is sometimes alot like a boxing match (I know, I know, such queer analogies, but just follow me on this one ;p).You are the boxer and with every boxer there is a coach who will stand by the sidelines and cheers you on. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; is that coach&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now as we all know, no boxing match is ever easy. Strategy. Strength. Determination. Coordination. All essential factors in boxing. And while in the ring, all odds are split 50/50. Sometimes we get an opportunity at our opponent and we make our move. Striking at him with all you've got. You rise up on top for a moment and all odds appear to favour you. But then at the very next second, an opportunity could open up for your opponent and it'll be &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; turn to strike back. And that is when we fall. Fall down hard. It gets so critical sometimes in the ring because when the opponent gets a chance at you, there are high chances that you may be severely injured.&lt;br /&gt;Now you feel light headed and signal your coach to pull you out of the match. But he won't. He insists you stay in the game. He insists you fight to the end. He won't let you forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;You beg your coach once again to pull you out of the match. He once again turns you down in a heartbeat. He won't let you quit now. Not after all the effort you've put in. Guess what he does instead. He'll call you to a corner. And quickly he will whisper something in your ear. Strategies on how you can win this. You muster what's left of your strength and you go in for the kill. All throughout the match your coach cheers you on from the sidelines, telling you that you CAN do it! And sure enough you win the match. You're exhausted but somehow when that bell is rung and the winner's name is announced, fulfilment and self-satisfaction fill your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now your coach could've easily pulled you out of the game. Heck, he could've even climbed into the ring and knock the guy out for you, which I'm sure he's plenty capable of doing. But guess what, he let you fall to see you grow. Because now you leave the boxing ring a stronger and better fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, God fights your fights and wins your battles for you. He protects you and He will save you from harm. But then we will wonder, everytime we fall at the likes of the world, why isn't God helping me fight this one? Why won't he pull me out of the match?&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, &lt;strong&gt;He IS&lt;/strong&gt; helping you fight this fight! He stands by the ring, shouting words of encouragement, letting you know &lt;strong&gt;"YOU CAN DO IT!"&lt;/strong&gt; He tells you how you can win this fight. He whispers you strategies that will lead you to victory. All you have to do is open your heart to His words and listen carefully to what He's trying to tell you. He won't pull you out of the game because He won't let you give up! He &lt;strong&gt;wants&lt;/strong&gt; you to fight with all that you have and come out &lt;strong&gt;stronger&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;Better&lt;/strong&gt;! Than ever before. For after every storm comes a rainbow. And now you are left with something to add to your star of greatness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-8118313888310387205?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/8118313888310387205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=8118313888310387205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/8118313888310387205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/8118313888310387205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-is-one-big-boxing-match.html' title='You Are The Contender!'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fzDoQDgD5g0/Rcyjb00GxRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8DeZGyiG01U/s72-c/mora.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-549953067310094172</id><published>2007-02-03T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:52:48.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I don't know how to love Him.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we find it hard to love someone. How to love them. How to show them. So how do we love the one who loves us so unconditionally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 John 4:19 "We love him, because he first loved us."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Find out more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out. Read the bible. Learn more about the Lord. Learn of all the great things He's done and what lengths He has gone to for us. The Bible isn't always easy to understand so try to purchase those in simple and modern english. Try to seek your youth group leader or if you are not part of a youth group, a parent or your Bible teacher on the verses or just about anything you don't understand in the Bible or about God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get involved in a youth group. Take part in talks and seminars. This will help you to understand Him more. Be open and do not hesitate to confront your youth group leader on anything that questions your understanding and faith in God. By knowing Him, you will love Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like in any normal relationship, we must first know our partner in order to truly love him/her. We would usually take the initiative and go all out to understand and find out more about our partner. And with each excrutiating detail revealed, we find that the love we have for them grows stronger and stronger. It is the exact same thing with our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Power of Praise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise and worship the Lord for all that He has done. Shout of His greatness to the world and proclaim that He is God. Contradict not the words you sing in your songs of praise, but live by them and sing them with all of your heart and soul. Go for concerts, presentations or other events that give you the opportunity to praise Him whole-heartedly without distractions nor daily disturbances. Devote those few hours to Him and only Him. You will find that as time gradually passes, the praise and glory that you give to Him through all this helps you to appreciate Him so much more than you already do. This subconciously helps you to grow in faith and love for Him and after time you'll find yourself singing praises to Him in the shower or at school or anywhere else for that matter, for His greatness overwhelms you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we cannot expect this process to be a fast one. Everyone discovers Him at their own pace. Its not so much of how fast you fall in love with Him, rather how long it will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 John 4:15 "Whosoever shall confess that Jesus is the Son of God, God dwelleth in him, and he in God."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Don't find time, MAKE time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always make time for the Lord. Make time to thank Him for every little thing, for every big thing and for every other thing. Greet Him a good morning as you awake in the morning. Stop what you're doing for one second to look up to Him and just acknowledge His presence by sending Him a smile.&lt;br /&gt;Though rushing through a busy day, never forget to make time for Him. To say a few words to Him. To devote at least 10-15 minutes to Him each night. Tell Him about your day ;). Confide in Him. Cry with Him. Laugh with Him. Or just sit with Him and let Him know "I'm here, Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referring to a true story I heard from a friend, there was a poor, dirty, smelly man. A beggar, who used to sit outside church everyday during mass. The congregation did not welcome him, what more like him even. Everyday he would go into the church right before mass began and he would sit on one of the church pews and look up to the cross. After a short while he would leave again and return outside. A woman, curious with his actions, one day after long observation of his strange routine decided to confront him and ask him why he would spend a few minutes in church right before mass and then leave to wait outside. He answered her this. "Everyday I will go inside the church, sit down and look up at the cross. I would tell God that I do not know the Our Father, nor do I know the Hail Mary or Glory Be but Lord, I am here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later the woman noticed that the man had stopped coming to church. She found out later on that he had been admitted to the hospital for reasons regarding his bad health. She decided to go see him one day and found him smiling in the hospital bed, looking fresher than ever. She asked him why he was so happy lying in a hospital bed.&lt;br /&gt;He told her that earlier on someone had visited him. A man dressed all in white and the man said, "John, I am here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Ask and you shall receive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek Him! Ask Him for strength. Ask Him to guide you on your journey to discover and love Him more. Ask Him to help you love and understand Him more through time. Let Him know that you &lt;strong&gt;want&lt;/strong&gt; to know Him better. That you want to love him more. For we are weak without God. And we are lost without His guidance. And we need help. Help to go through this life. A hand to hold us up and to support our standing. Pray and ask Him for all that you need to get through this life. Want it with all your heart. Want Him with all your heart. For if you really want it, He &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; grant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrew 4:16 "Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never easy to fall in love with someone who's not physically there for you. And no one said that there wouldn't be obstacles along the way. But &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; let go. &lt;strong&gt;Find&lt;/strong&gt; Him. &lt;strong&gt;Seek&lt;/strong&gt; Him. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; Him. &lt;strong&gt;Need&lt;/strong&gt; Him. &lt;strong&gt;Speak&lt;/strong&gt; to Him. &lt;strong&gt;Ask&lt;/strong&gt; Him. And once you've found Him, &lt;strong&gt;NEVER LET GO&lt;/strong&gt;! I have come to find out that all this while it was not I who has been holding onto Him, but rather HE had never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 13:13 "So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8456121763333962546-549953067310094172?l=follow-his-example.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/feeds/549953067310094172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8456121763333962546&amp;postID=549953067310094172&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/549953067310094172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8456121763333962546/posts/default/549953067310094172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://follow-his-example.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-know-how-to-love-him.html' title='I don&apos;t know how to love Him.'/><author><name>-- "the one Jesus loves"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187552576710029159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b246/rolemodelfreak/cross.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8456121763333962546.post-2205997577097654052</id><published>2007-01-27T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T07:57:14.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='find'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>I can only imagine..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Emmanuel; God is with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When you're sitting in the car looking up at the sky, you find yourself pondering, are You there, Lord? Most times we feel so &lt;strong&gt;empowered &lt;/strong&gt;by the Lord and filled with the Holy Spirit. But there are also times, whereby we fall short of faith and let ourselves go. Times when we wonder, do I really believe in Him? Its nothing about Him not answering your prayers or calls. No. Just a thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When we attend Praise sessions, you'll find when you look around that everyone around you has got their hands raised up as high as the eye can see. Some singing at the top of their lungs, shouting praise. And praise God for that. But sometimes we find ourselves standing there, wondering. &lt;em&gt;Why aren't I doing the same?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God our Father is &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; there, whether or not we feel His presence. And just knowing and believing He is there, lies in &lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt; itself. Faith in God. Faith in trust. Faith in belief. Once you've established that beautiful relationship with the Lord, the sun seems to shine brighter and life is all the worth living because we are lost no more and have found direction in our lives. For we are all lost. Lost from all direction. Lost from all hope. And often times we lose our meaning on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We often hear of people setting off on life journeys to discover their inner selves. To discover what life is all about. And what their purpose on earth may be. And to that I say &lt;em&gt;Kudos! &lt;/em&gt;Unfortunately for a 17 year old, theres only so much you can do and so far you can go. So instead, why not &lt;strong&gt;seek Him&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; Ask Him&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; Turn to Him&lt;/strong&gt;. He bares &lt;em&gt;ALL&lt;/em&gt; the answers! To short or long questions. To the simple or the complicated. Ask Him and He answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock and it shall be opened unto you :for every one that asketh receiveth and he that seeketh findeth ; and to him that knocketh it shall opened.'-Matthew 7:7-8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He will bring so much meaning to your life. To devote your life to the One who &lt;em&gt;gave YOU &lt;/em&gt;life. I find that to be my purpose. Its time to step up and make a difference. To &lt;em&gt;dare &lt;/em&gt;to be different! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Let no man despise thy youth; but be thou an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity.' -1 Timothy 4:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And to those who are confident that they believe in the Lord but feels like they fall short of appreciation for the Lord, fear not. You are not alone. We all fall at times. We as humans bare imperfection, thus hold weaknesses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Now the Spirit speaketh expressly, that in the latter times some shall depart from the faith, giving heed to seducing spirits, and doctrines of devils..' -1 Timothy 4:1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But let not weakness get in the way of your relationship with God. Seek Him and ask Him for strength. To not let weakness get the best of you and to guide you along every step of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our Dad and King will lead you on your journey through life. He will free you of all bondages that hold you down. Just nevet let go of Him for He is always holding on so tightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;.hov:hover{background-color:yellow}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="Title" style="FONT: bold 13px verdana; WIDTH: 310px"&gt;Music Video:&lt;a class="hov" style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 2px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: black 2px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: black 2px solid; WIDTH: 310px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 2px solid" href="http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/m/mercyme/i_can_only_imagine.html" target="_blank"&gt;I CAN ONLY IMAGINE (by MercyMe) &lt;p&gt;&lt;embed name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/m/mercyme/i_can_only_imagine_373201.asx" width="300" height="280" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="1" showcontrols="1" showstatusbar="0" loop="true" enablecontextmenu="0" displaysize="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 3px 0px"&gt;&lt;a class="ll" href="http://www.videocodezone.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Music Video Code provided by VideoCodeZone.Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s the video may work better on Mozilla Firefox if you have it. 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