<?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-7631994</id><updated>2011-06-05T05:05:24.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing on Toward the Goal</title><subtitle type='html'>Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 3:12-14)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8277184486903753158</id><published>2009-05-27T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:04:39.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Hello friends who are still concerned with what's going on in my life, i've set up a new blog! Livejournal! fruitfilledtree.lovejournal.com. Feel free to drop by and add in your comments! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8277184486903753158?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8277184486903753158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8277184486903753158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8277184486903753158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8277184486903753158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8441062956408769151</id><published>2009-02-14T02:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:29:58.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming with Him</title><content type='html'>I've a big dream. I'm dreaming with Him. With Him in partnership, i believe it'll come to pass. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch The Theology of Work on Youtube! By Pst Benny Ho, one of my fav pastors. Good word. Work because of Him. He deserves our best. Make our secular Spiritual. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My youths, i'm praying for you still. One day, you'll see the full picture of your life. You will begin to understand His ways. May you not stumble nor turn cold spiritually. Let the fire of God fall upon all of you. Let not your talents or potentials be hidden. But let them shine for He deserves our best. Do not give up searching, but realise He's already found. He's there, in your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is not perfect. That's why God came to aid us through those imperfections. Good times, bad times, mundane times, He's STILL in control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is He transforming us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8441062956408769151?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8441062956408769151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8441062956408769151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8441062956408769151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8441062956408769151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreaming-with-him.html' title='Dreaming with Him'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-7370759811993827922</id><published>2008-12-28T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:36:48.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas present for Jesus</title><content type='html'>My heart, it's yours.&lt;div&gt;My life, you'll control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hope, it's in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My future, you've planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-7370759811993827922?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7370759811993827922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=7370759811993827922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7370759811993827922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7370759811993827922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-present-for-jesus.html' title='Christmas present for Jesus'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-434638663895815591</id><published>2008-11-25T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:24:51.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more papers!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, i'm quite restless from studying...man, it's 3:18pm on my lappy now you know! Duh...:|&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right, in any case, i thank God for bringing me through my first paper which was on last sat! It was the worst paper i can ever sit for this semester...:| 3 more to go, all of which i do enjoy studying...or rather it doesn't really require as much compared to the first one. Haha...Till then, i'll be free!!!! Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to join my youths at HISC, at cell bonding, youth camp, my hope party and christmas! I can't wait to catch up with my beloved friends and hang out like there's no tml! I can't wait to spend shopping times with my mummy and sisters! :P I can't wait to play many many sports with my hall friends! :P :P Dec is going to be a busy period for me then...haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, i shall get back to my Econs :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those out there who are still struggling under NUS exam stress, jia you! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-434638663895815591?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/434638663895815591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=434638663895815591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/434638663895815591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/434638663895815591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/3-more-papers.html' title='3 more papers!!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-505285071376376468</id><published>2008-11-02T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:18:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through It All</title><content type='html'>He's always there for you, even in the hardest times.&lt;div&gt;Don't despair, He's with you even now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My God is so faithful, He'll never leave you alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is good, He'll always see you through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through it all, i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That God is in control, like the sun after the storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His love comes shining through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes i know, His love for me is greater than any of my trials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the child in His arms, He'll carry you through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Him your night will be as day, even in the darkest times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust in Him, His word will never fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've come to know that through these years, He's taken all my fears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is good, He'll always see you through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fear not, my child. I'll never ever leave you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never forsake you, even for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For you are mine, you are mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-505285071376376468?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/505285071376376468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=505285071376376468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/505285071376376468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/505285071376376468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/through-it-all.html' title='Through It All'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-9169835233696902465</id><published>2008-11-02T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:13:09.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold me</title><content type='html'>You see every teardrops in my eyes.&lt;div&gt;Through the crossroads, the difficult times, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll hold my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though my weaknesses stand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your love it pushes me on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let my eyes be fixed on you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the very promise you've given me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me courage to walk this narrow path,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your ways be revealed here in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through every tears and pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All i ask is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, have your mercy on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know my destiny will never be the same again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever since that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i do not regret,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead i look towards the eternal reward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For i know you love me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know me more than i do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and definitely will not see me suffer alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future" Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-9169835233696902465?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9169835233696902465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=9169835233696902465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/9169835233696902465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/9169835233696902465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/hold-me.html' title='Hold me'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-4614105567034058857</id><published>2008-09-08T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:06:59.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My prayer</title><content type='html'>Thank God for leading me. You have brought me to many crossroads, grant me the freedom to choose and most importantly assuring me of your presence regardless of whatever decision i make. Now that i am clear of what i want to commit into for at least the next few years, Lord i ask for your favour, your providence and everlasting confidence. Allow me to have also favour with people whom i'll meet along the way. All in all i cast all my worries and anxieties into your hands. I will not dwell in unworthy stuffs but i'll look towards you, with my very focus on you i know i'll never get lost. Make me stronger, independent and dependent on you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet another learning phase,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you'll hold my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With many obstacles to face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll not be afraid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll stand strong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and witness your grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-4614105567034058857?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4614105567034058857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=4614105567034058857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4614105567034058857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4614105567034058857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-prayer.html' title='My prayer'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-1632676746509234712</id><published>2008-09-08T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:59:56.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoy the Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SMQC3gol6CI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rbXZ99nvTx4/s1600-h/joanne!031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SMQC3gol6CI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rbXZ99nvTx4/s320/joanne!031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243319018842351650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just started reading this book that i've bought few months back (when joel was still working at BBS) and God gave me another revelation. This book is an account of jars of clay and Brother andrew going vietnam and china for mission work. Though i've been to indonesia twice for mission work myself, i wasn't as impacted as reading just the first chapter of this book!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I began to think about the suffering children in the third world countries and all who are facing life's greatest battle. How small are my problems as compared to theirs? We count down every minute we spend in lecture halls and tutorials and hoping for holidays to arrive asap. Them? Every single minute for them is battling moment. Can they live past yet another minute? Will they be at the Heaven's door in a minute's time? We have the privilege to make decisions like what to eat for lunch, where to go after work, should i join this club...where they can only decide between persevering to keep that last breath and surrendering to death. Aren't we so much more fortunate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Lord, have mercy on these suffering children. We claim your promise, that suffering children are ALL safe in your arms. May your grace and love covers them, day and night. Lift their pain, their burden, their worries and grant them your very peace and happiness. Oh Lord...have mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the Journey, that God has set for you. Let Him unfold His wonderful plans in our life, with that trust and confidence. Many crossroads He'll bring us to. But be assured that no matter what decisions we make in life, whether big or small, He'll be there for you. He's always there for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girly are u tired? Don't grow weary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, our God will make you strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He'll take care of you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He'll give you a better tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't give up, hang in there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for God has promised good to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He'll surely make you soar on eagles' wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love from above, love from your sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear friend, jia you ah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you, with love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-1632676746509234712?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1632676746509234712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=1632676746509234712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1632676746509234712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1632676746509234712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/enjoy-journey.html' title='Enjoy the Journey'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SMQC3gol6CI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rbXZ99nvTx4/s72-c/joanne!031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-7822446636599644682</id><published>2008-08-04T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:24:17.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear Friends</title><content type='html'>My words for you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing up the dreams God planted&lt;br /&gt;In the fertile soil of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He's granted&lt;br /&gt;Means a chapter of your life is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we'll keep you close as always&lt;br /&gt;It won't even seem you've gone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause our hearts in big and small ways&lt;br /&gt;Will keep the&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that keeps us strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And friends are friends forever&lt;br /&gt;If the Lord's the Lord of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And a friend will not say never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the welcome will not end&lt;br /&gt;Though it's&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hard to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Father's hands we know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;That a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; lifetime's not too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To live as friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and love God's given&lt;br /&gt;Springing from the hope we know&lt;br /&gt;We will pray the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you live in&lt;br /&gt;Is the strength that now you show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep you close as always&lt;br /&gt;It won't even seem you've gone&lt;br /&gt;'Cause our hearts in big and small ways&lt;br /&gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-7822446636599644682?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7822446636599644682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=7822446636599644682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7822446636599644682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7822446636599644682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-dear-friends.html' title='My dear Friends'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-1385601735801857994</id><published>2008-08-03T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:08:47.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The granny operation</title><content type='html'>Older people usually take a longer time to make any changes to their life. My granny.&lt;br /&gt;I went for dinner with my family, all my aunts who are Christian and my granny at this "zhi cha" stall. We ate really fresh prawns, fish and bee hoon crab! Ok, the point of this dinner was to persuade my granny to go for baptism. So, everyone was really praying in our heart even when we were eating. Haha. The "persuasion" starts when we finally finished our meal. Initially no matter what my aunts say, my granny will keep saying no because she cannot put down "something" that her husband, my granddad, has left behind(i dunno what) and also my only uncle. My only uncle is considered a staunch taoist and my granny is the traditional sort thus she listens more to the only male heir of the family. I guess it supposedly mean following that someone who can carry the family name on for her husband. Anyway, my aunt's husband started telling miraculous stories he read from a book to my granny. Slowly, her heart began to soften towards God. After much assurance from my aunts, she finally said YES! That one hour at the dinner table was worthwhile... It's so great! Really God's timing...i do pray that she'll not change her mind and God's peace will continue to be with her. Also that my uncle will be willing to release my granny to baptise and it'll be even greater if he'll notice the changes God has done to her! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chill out time at lynn's place with the same bunch of us after lunch today. Somehow i just feel that the atmosphere is really different. It's the same thing that we've been doing for the past few years actually, like ever since we were sec 2. However i could feel something different, i don't know how to explain though. Maybe because we all seem to be facing different situations in our life...like the guys in army, few of us overseas for studies, some in uni/poly while the rest are working. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml's bidding again! I really hope i can get the modules i wanna take!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon girly :)&lt;br /&gt;Missing you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back,&lt;br /&gt;i miss the times we spent together.&lt;br /&gt;Without much concerns and worries. &lt;br /&gt;Will we be able to walk on together? &lt;br /&gt;Will we be the pillars of our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sand will leave the waves one day,&lt;br /&gt;to join the rest on the shore. &lt;br /&gt;The leaves will wilt,&lt;br /&gt;die away, so long.&lt;br /&gt;The show will end one day,&lt;br /&gt;the applause will fade away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-1385601735801857994?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1385601735801857994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=1385601735801857994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1385601735801857994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1385601735801857994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/granny-operation.html' title='The granny operation'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-6094640515434067436</id><published>2008-08-01T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:37:07.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 cranes for you</title><content type='html'>Your cheery smile, your positivity.&lt;br /&gt;Your endurance, your pain.&lt;br /&gt;Your suffering, your weakest times.&lt;br /&gt;My friend, i'll support you till the end.&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, persevere.&lt;br /&gt;Please, do not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for greater weapons for this battle, &lt;br /&gt;greater protection, &lt;br /&gt;peace and grace to be upon you.&lt;br /&gt;May the 100 cranes bring you love, from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember your smile, your love,&lt;br /&gt;the times we have fun together, &lt;br /&gt;we train, we ate mango ice, we suffered muscle aches,&lt;br /&gt;we gossip, we go crazy and made everyone mad, &lt;br /&gt;we encouraged and supported each other,&lt;br /&gt;we sing, sleep, eat, shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you on court, &lt;br /&gt;wait for you to take modules together,&lt;br /&gt;wait for you to go taiwan together again,&lt;br /&gt;wait for you to craze together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll pull through.&lt;br /&gt;With you, 'nua-sai', fellow bimbo. &lt;br /&gt;With love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-6094640515434067436?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6094640515434067436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=6094640515434067436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6094640515434067436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6094640515434067436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/100-cranes-for-you.html' title='100 cranes for you'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-3353408980618526882</id><published>2008-08-01T00:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:27:30.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll face this</title><content type='html'>The earth will not stop revolving, no matter what. So, get up, go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i leave raffles hall when year one ended for me, events after events filled my schedule totally. &lt;br /&gt;First was the taiwan trip i went with my block friends-just the 6 of us, girls, without tour, on our own. It was a release from all the stress and busy life in Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHrv4f6WPI/AAAAAAAAADo/6vwIGZ6rO14/s1600-h/n832810631_3105298_1354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHrv4f6WPI/AAAAAAAAADo/6vwIGZ6rO14/s320/n832810631_3105298_1354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229219850206468338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo at the airport before boarding the plane to taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHsHvSy7-I/AAAAAAAAADw/w6SKebHsAGM/s1600-h/n832810631_3105452_2963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHsHvSy7-I/AAAAAAAAADw/w6SKebHsAGM/s320/n832810631_3105452_2963.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229220260052398050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great bubble tea in Taiwan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i came back Singapore for 2 weeks of handball training before going off for church camp at KL. A great refreshing empowering session i ever had. It was one of the few times where God really came and spoke to me, touched me and renewed me, in and out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back from church camp, i had another 2 weeks of handball training before setting off to Taiwan, again, for my handball training and competition! It was all about independence and dependence. Independent in a foreign land, without church for 16 days. Dependent on my only confidante, supporter and counsellor, Him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHtjlfe2fI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZRRrxfY0pis/s1600-h/n793965706_3577860_5293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHtjlfe2fI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZRRrxfY0pis/s320/n793965706_3577860_5293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229221837969218034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo of the girls and guys team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHuhVfhGlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/72XVplSFkPQ/s1600-h/n793965706_3577690_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHuhVfhGlI/AAAAAAAAAEA/72XVplSFkPQ/s320/n793965706_3577690_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229222898826287698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore NUS handball team(Taiwan trip group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHvZUJANgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GSu7TOU8gEs/s1600-h/n793965706_3577948_5898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHvZUJANgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/GSu7TOU8gEs/s320/n793965706_3577948_5898.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229223860536096258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even went to "Guess Guess Guess", famous taiwan variety show by jacky wu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHvnt8kgqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uU9JiT8qcIc/s1600-h/n793965706_3577703_3786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHvnt8kgqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uU9JiT8qcIc/s320/n793965706_3577703_3786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229224107981439650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo with some of the taiwan girls team players&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taiwan team was a really great host! They brought us to good places to shop, eat and sing! We had fun playing around with each other, training together in the cold indoor court although the weather outside reaches more than 35 degrees, gossiping till late nights and exchanged jerseys for memory sake. I really miss those times in Taiwan, the people there, the food, the fun places and the late nights. It was even more assuring when i realised some of the Taiwan girls are Christians! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i'm back in Singapore, it's time to get use to life here. The hustle and bustle life, the many commitments to consider and never ending tasks to do. With my new youth cell, i'm beginning to learn adapting to new environment fast. It's time handball comes to a pause in my life and odac is soon to an end. Besides handball, i would say that NUS odac has not failed to provide me with fun and great experiences in many adventures i've gone through. Great peeps in the committee and committed people, sorry for leaving the comm for a while for my handball competition. Thank God i made it for Race 6 and Desaru cycling trip so that at least i can contribute some help for odac. Desaru cycling is really fun! Made great friends, many pro cyclist and a seriously pro blader who bladed through the 100km rough and uneven terrains while we were all cycling! Salute! 11 out of 14 of the exco were there and we kinda had a mini gathering. Glad to have my passion for outdoor activities back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHyeMnOP8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OJVk19hDVNA/s1600-h/n560425359_3631723_9525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHyeMnOP8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/OJVk19hDVNA/s320/n560425359_3631723_9525.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229227242949590978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo at Changi village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos when my friends upload them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new stretch, a new start.&lt;br /&gt;I commit them in your hands,&lt;br /&gt;all over again.&lt;br /&gt;May you come and take control, &lt;br /&gt;may i not be weary.&lt;br /&gt;For it is no longer i live,&lt;br /&gt;but Christ who lives in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-3353408980618526882?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3353408980618526882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=3353408980618526882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3353408980618526882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3353408980618526882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-face-this.html' title='We&apos;ll face this'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/SJHrv4f6WPI/AAAAAAAAADo/6vwIGZ6rO14/s72-c/n832810631_3105298_1354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-7267946479471517415</id><published>2008-02-22T04:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T04:16:07.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeleton man?</title><content type='html'>A vision:&lt;br /&gt;Black skeleton man (stick man), without flesh, walking wobbly and weakly. &lt;br /&gt;God said:&lt;br /&gt;What's more important? Your body which i've created or the pleasures of the world?&lt;br /&gt;Is all that you have sufficient for the rest of the journey in your life? Am i not your sole provider?&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;Yes Lord, i admit sometimes i push myself so that i may enjoy the best of both worlds. This time, i choose to answer your call, not to do what i want to do but what you want for me. Grant me courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add flesh with bones.&lt;br /&gt;Now a complete man creates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-7267946479471517415?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7267946479471517415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=7267946479471517415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7267946479471517415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7267946479471517415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/02/skeleton-man.html' title='Skeleton man?'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-2768071503914114623</id><published>2008-02-18T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:27:30.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planting.</title><content type='html'>Just had my quiet time...having quiet time at 2.30pm?? Haha...yeaps...not for my loads of work and training at night, i would gladly spend that time at night. Well, nonetheless, its not when but how right?! Heh...yea. Anyway today's my free day...soo...boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kv4t8IvuI/AAAAAAAAADI/UkG-LhsDDx8/s1600-h/trowel_dig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kv4t8IvuI/AAAAAAAAADI/UkG-LhsDDx8/s200/trowel_dig.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168214698835361506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All i have for God were all the WHYs. God was firm with me...gave me a picture and spoke to me. I was totally in awe! Seriously! &lt;br /&gt;He gave a picture of someone planting. To plant u gotta dig a hole, put the seed and cover up the hole. To make sure the plant grows, you gotta need water sunlight and all the scientific stuffs. Yes, thats what my God has been doing in my life for the pass few miserable yet beneficial months... He told me," I've planted a few seeds in your heart, it's all the digging that's making your heart ache. But since you have pulled through the pains, now come the reward. Before enjoying the rewards, you gotta reach your hand towards me, so that i can pour forth my blessings into your life and so the seeds can grow." Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...You aren't swayed by men, because you pay no attention to who they are; but you teach the way of God in accordance with the truth..." (Mark 12:14) -Woooaooo how i wish i can be like that too... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday went to this abandoned railway track with my ODAC friends for recee at sunset way. Pretty cool! We climbed through tunnels and walk the dirty big drains (picture below). It's really cool and fun and...yeaps...i fell on my butt cause of the slippery ALGAE!! Though i think i won't go back again...not to cause my fun experience into a dreadful one! (You know when u get too sick of something when u eat them too much...yea...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kvcd8IvsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iRd7VfKmJU8/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kvcd8IvsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/iRd7VfKmJU8/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168214213504057026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kwJ98IvvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xcDF1ftz2VM/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kwJ98IvvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xcDF1ftz2VM/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168214995188104946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups...time for work and training! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-2768071503914114623?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2768071503914114623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=2768071503914114623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/2768071503914114623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/2768071503914114623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='Planting.'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kv4t8IvuI/AAAAAAAAADI/UkG-LhsDDx8/s72-c/trowel_dig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-5881979067820046043</id><published>2008-02-09T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T02:03:06.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing Your Giants</title><content type='html'>Amazing battle David had with Goliath. Many read it as a novel or just another fantasy story. But the fact is, it's a real life story! From how he was chosen and how God prepared His way. Despite commiting one of the bad-dest sin, God named him-A man after His own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be truthful, i did not start my year well, which all along i wanted to and i thought i am going to. Aftermath of bad experiences and all that i do not wish to happen all happened to mean right at the start of the year! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, there are also times when i really cannot do my QT at all. It seems like God is trying to let me out in the wilderness myself for a while to learn some stuffs! But i gotta admit, things are just so so hard without Him. Tried having days in your life having training in the morning, studying in the noon and training again at night? Who on earth will have the strength to do QT? Yeaps...life has been like this for me for the past 1 month. I know clearly that the tradeoff would be my r/s with God. No doubt through this experience, i've made awesome friends from hall and i don''t regret. But i want God...more than anything else. I want that passion and all the great times i had with Him everyday again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps...people in life do teach you lessons or two. One of my friend did. I learnt so so much. All that i thought i'm good at was proven wrong in this incident i had. All along i thought i had enough experiences and skills to deal with this issue...but i was so wrong. I need God. I need to trust Him all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Christ alone,&lt;br /&gt;I place my trust.&lt;br /&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross.&lt;br /&gt;In every victory,&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said of Him.&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength,&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope,&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God led me to a book in my sister's cupboard. Facing your Giants-Max Lucado. Though i'm not done with it, the first 3 chapters impacted me a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually my blog speaks alot...since i stopped blogging for a while, yeap thats the period of time where i really had my uuppps and ddoownns.. Boohoo. But now I thought to myself, i must stand up and answer His call again. And Joanne will never be the same again! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-5881979067820046043?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5881979067820046043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=5881979067820046043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/5881979067820046043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/5881979067820046043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/02/facing-your-giants.html' title='Facing Your Giants'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-1427032391695516774</id><published>2008-01-30T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:27:31.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals!</title><content type='html'>Never in my life did i went into finals for any sports competition! Yes, Raffles Hall's handball team(girls and guys) got into finals! :D :D :D Who says Raffles is weak. boo! Haha. Final's this friday evening...to be realistic, the chances of winning is like 20%? They all play like men! Tall, big and strong! Oh my gosh....seriously man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kxDt8IvxI/AAAAAAAAADg/NZUZeyZgflM/s1600-h/handball+finals!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kxDt8IvxI/AAAAAAAAADg/NZUZeyZgflM/s320/handball+finals!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168215987325550354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes lah! RHandball girls rocks!! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-1427032391695516774?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1427032391695516774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=1427032391695516774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1427032391695516774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1427032391695516774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/finals.html' title='Finals!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/R7kxDt8IvxI/AAAAAAAAADg/NZUZeyZgflM/s72-c/handball+finals!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-7816454675253791047</id><published>2008-01-21T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T12:14:26.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You gotta increase the SPEED!</title><content type='html'>Lord, help me smile once again.&lt;br /&gt;Find me under my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Let me start all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-7816454675253791047?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7816454675253791047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=7816454675253791047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7816454675253791047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7816454675253791047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-gotta-increase-speed.html' title='You gotta increase the SPEED!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-526070944625252852</id><published>2008-01-14T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:20:57.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarifications</title><content type='html'>I didn't know my last sentence of my previous post misled my dear friend kevin...&lt;br /&gt;I don't meant i'm in a r/s or i'm thinking to have one or i'm having someone in mind...i just meant that whether it's now or in the future, i wouldn't want this to be an interference to my r/s with God as i've seen too many people falling apart because of this. Yea, kevin? Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T GIVE UP PERSEVERING! I believe in you and i know God is holding on to you too! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i feel like changing my blogskin...or maybe the whole webpage itself. Probably creating a new webpage for my blog since i've learnt how to make websites and all the more i should be applying what i've learnt before i forget! Heh. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-526070944625252852?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/526070944625252852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=526070944625252852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/526070944625252852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/526070944625252852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/clarifications.html' title='Clarifications'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-3752193286603785248</id><published>2008-01-09T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:43:56.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long long ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yes...i realised i haven't blog ever since i entered NUS. Boo! God has been dealing with me for the last four and a half months. I'm indeed greatly challenged. A great turning point of my life, i must say. There's simply too many too many stuffs in my mind, in my life. God is testing me and many a times all i can do is to break down in tears. He answers and He speaks. Yeap i know He's reasons and intentions...I can't do all these alone! :| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year ahead, a new start, a fresh challenge. Many ask me so how's your 20th birthday...i simply got nothing to say. All i can think of is that at least 1/3 of my life is gone! Have i done all that God wants me to do? What are the takeaways? Hmm. Addition to this are the various STUFFS i "have to" think about. Saying good bye to teens and hello to adulthood...i need to grow up. I need to get out of that shell of mine and be bold to shoulder all that's coming my way. Many issac-s to give up... one of which is love r/s. I'm praying that it'll not be a hindrance to my work for Him, i can't deny my struggles in this area... what can i say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-3752193286603785248?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3752193286603785248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=3752193286603785248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3752193286603785248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3752193286603785248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-long-ago.html' title='Long long ago...'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-4692028617478308642</id><published>2007-09-04T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:00:07.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evan Almighty!</title><content type='html'>Went for a quick movie at vivo with vennie chingyee gilda and joel who didn't watch but shopped. haha. IT's nice! Though it contains a few lame stuffs..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess those who don't know the story of the Noah's Ark wouldn't understand as much as those who know. One of the part i remember is at the end where they show a dove with a fresh olive in its peak. It shows of God's covenant with Noah! Just like what it's shown in the movie, Noah was the ONLY faithful one who listened to God to build an ark despite the situation where an ark is completely unnecessary. It indeed proves of how God understands our situations much betta than we do. Perhaps sometimes things may look weird, feel weird and doesn't make sense. But actually, all it takes is the little faith of ours to believe that God is in control of ALL THINGS. Just like in the movie, evan wanted to give up believing that there'll be a flood...but God appeared just in time so that evan and his family, including the neighbours can be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting point that i didn't realise is the part about how the building of the ark can be also a form of bonding and trust within Noah's family. According to Gen 6:13, God spoke only to Noah...i believe it takes alot of courage and believe for the family to believe in Noah and support his idea of building an ark. God was concerned about the whole family as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people would regard this story a myth or a legend...something that is impossible to happen. True enough we don't have sufficient proofs that are tangible now to say that it existed. (Or maybe there is already.) Whatever it is, God is indeed still and will be evident in the lives of many..those who are being called and CHOSEN. He's not any other God that we worship and thats it...He's one who talks to us, encourages us, rule us and live within us. Even that gentle touch of His will melt our heart and refresh us already...someone who's unavoidable, impossible to live without. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-4692028617478308642?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4692028617478308642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=4692028617478308642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4692028617478308642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4692028617478308642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/09/evan-almighty.html' title='Evan Almighty!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-6462476689192824433</id><published>2007-09-03T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:26:17.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days of rest</title><content type='html'>What's the feeling of having lessons at 8am on 4 out of 5 school days? Ans:Bleah. :| Well, i think i will get used to it in no time. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week had been rather hectic for me...for the fact that i got loads of tutorials to clear!!! Sleep only at 2+ 3 and wake up at 730...ha. So much so that my QT lasted for 10 mins only and day by day i can feel my strength being sucked. Lost and empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's graciousness and faithfulness never fails...when i went for cell on friday, i could feel His presence recharging me...on sat and sun, He continued speaking to me and even used me for His work despite my lack of zeal. I was reading Exodus 5...the part about Moses and Aaron going to the Pharoah asking for 3 days break for the workers to go and hold a festival for God. Pharoah disagreed and even says that they were trying to find excuses to skive. After which Moses went to the Israelites to convey the Lord's message. However, the israelites did not want to listen to him due to the discouragements and harsh labour they received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon pondering, i realise how we can be so like Pharoah where we denied God's invitation to worship Him due to the unending tasks on hand in life. Sometimes we 'postpone' our worship for Him where it should be a 24/7 thingy. Also, we could be like the &lt;br /&gt;Israelites, having so much discouragements and disappointments in God in life that we just wouldn't want to listen to anyone whom God sent. Doesn't all these sound familiar? Friends who are going through period such as this? Personally i feel that everyone will have a pharoah period of time in life where we get so occupied with so many stuffs that we chuck God aside. Since I wouldn't want to be chucked aside by someone i love so dearly, I believe God will feel a million times more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously cannot live without Him...He's my only source of strength and the reason to live, to study, to do tutorials!! If not i wouldn't work so so hard already..haha. Friends out there who aren't christian probably wouldn't understand what i mean...it's simply the drive for me to live my life well...the very reason why i even existed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right...gotta choing my tutorials already!!! :| Oh but the happy thing to look forward to is movie at vivo!! Evan Almighty! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just remembered, blk 5 really got loads of people with funny and unique laughter...haha!! I must record all of them down one day and make it my alarm ringtone. Haha!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-6462476689192824433?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6462476689192824433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=6462476689192824433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6462476689192824433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6462476689192824433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/09/3-days-of-rest.html' title='3 days of rest'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8750823521440342850</id><published>2007-08-18T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:27:31.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A river flowing against gravity?</title><content type='html'>Over the mountains and the seas, your river runs with LOVE for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the song, I could sing of your love forever. Sang this song in cell today. Though i've been singing this for like the last how many decades (haha), i've never seen or imagine this image in my head before; a stream of river literally going through the sea and over the mountain, UP and down. UP! God gave this unrealistic yet real image. Speaks clearly of His Love despite situations...a gentle reminder that He's always there, and will never leave. Whenever we're thirsty, we can get a drink. Whenever we are tired, sit in the river and the current will carry you. Whenever you are tired, rest by the river and remember He's there to give you a pat. God seriously never fails...no one understand me better than He do. I didn't know how to tell my friends some issues i'm facing...hoping to get some wise advice...He came and spoke to me, PERSONALLY. Tremendous encounter. Who says you can only encounter God during great events? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! Just when i'm typing this entry, my itunes played i could sing of your love forever by delirious! So unplanned man! I played Love Me by colin raye, next song was all the love in the world by the corrs and pop, goes the song! :D Double confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i forgot to post this super duper cute photo of me and my roommate. Haha! Do we look like marios? Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsXfzABXz_I/AAAAAAAAACk/wFVU2eK9akw/s1600-h/Photo+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsXfzABXz_I/AAAAAAAAACk/wFVU2eK9akw/s320/Photo+23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099728220339032050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute? Ha! Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8750823521440342850?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8750823521440342850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8750823521440342850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8750823521440342850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8750823521440342850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/river-flowing-against-gravity.html' title='A river flowing against gravity?'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsXfzABXz_I/AAAAAAAAACk/wFVU2eK9akw/s72-c/Photo+23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8088128808828352037</id><published>2007-08-17T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:27:32.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>Life's full of challenges, i must say. Now that i'm more or less settled in my hostel, the next thing i gotta deal with is my self-discipline and time management! First 2 weeks of lessons don't have tutorials and labs...so timetable is super slack...which leads to late nights...hee. BUT, i'll definitely try to learn to manage my time well! :| &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsUI3gBXz8I/AAAAAAAAACM/e58dcPZlYlY/s1600-h/Photo+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsUI3gBXz8I/AAAAAAAAACM/e58dcPZlYlY/s320/Photo+22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099491902648471490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dearest roommate! :) And we do stupid and fattening stuffs in our room!!! :P We eat like a pig, take photos like some idiots and scream most of the time! Haha. The funny thing is, we always bump each others' butt! Haha...oh it goes to show our room isnt very big. HA. Shall take some photos of my room when it's better furnished! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photos of us crazy-ing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsUKPQBXz9I/AAAAAAAAACU/_M3ePaxoXfM/s1600-h/Photo+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsUKPQBXz9I/AAAAAAAAACU/_M3ePaxoXfM/s320/Photo+29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099493410181992402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we look like we're in a tunnel? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsUKawBXz-I/AAAAAAAAACc/JPusklKh_Q0/s1600-h/Photo+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsUKawBXz-I/AAAAAAAAACc/JPusklKh_Q0/s320/Photo+27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099493607750488034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man...look at my extended chin...Haha! Don't bite me xiuwen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to the wonderful creation of MACBOOK! :) Yea macbook rocks! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, gotta get prepared for lectures soon...it's gonna be that china lecturer! Though his accent is more or less gone, i don't quite understand what he's trying to convey! :| He make interesting calculus boring and difficult...never mind! I believe things will turn out betta in future! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post more soon! Cya guys! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8088128808828352037?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8088128808828352037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8088128808828352037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8088128808828352037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8088128808828352037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/updates.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RsUI3gBXz8I/AAAAAAAAACM/e58dcPZlYlY/s72-c/Photo+22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-4423823278822953193</id><published>2007-07-16T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T01:21:55.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippians 1</title><content type='html'>What can i say bout PAUL? He's really worthy to be called a faithful follower of God! Are we ready to say that to live is Christ? Is Christ really EVERYTHING to us? Our one aim and purpose is to glorify Him and not to achieve knowledge, pleasure, recognition and fame? To paul, to live is Christ, first, last, midst of ALL, and ALWAYS  Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this from &lt;what&gt; by Dr. Henerietta C. Mears:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Christ is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;giver of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-"I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                (John 10:10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Christ is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;life itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-"I no longer live, but Christ lives in me." (Gal 2:20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Christ is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;model of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-"Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                         perfect." (Matthew 5:48)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Christ is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;aim of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-"I desire to make known "the power and coming of our Lord Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                     Christ." (2 Peter 1:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Christ is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;reward of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-"Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                           (2 Corinthians 9:15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was just reflecting how for the past 19 years of my life, or rather, the past few months, to be easier, has my life been spent such that i could really say that when i live, its all for Christ. Many a times i stumble upon difficulties in life and i failed to be the doer of His word. I believe things would be made much simplier if we really focus on God and God alone every moment of our life. Recently i went to the CCC camp, this sentence really strike me and woke me up-"We're first a christian, then a student on earth." Something familiar to all, yet not practiced in our daily life. The truth is that when we are students, we strive for great results, excellence, recognition and friends' attention. Once in a while we got a fresh anointing from God and got "woken up" yet again to the fact that we are called first a christan than a student. If only we can really spend QUALITY time with God DAILY to receive that fresh anointing, we won't have to stumble as much in life. It's a great lesson learnt from Paul...how he always had joy in every of his circumstances...singing praises to God when jailed and tortured, praying for others when chained. Not only is he others-centered, he's really God-centered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Paul says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When i travel, it is on Christ's errands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When i suffer, it is on Christ's service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When i speak, the theme is Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When i write, Christ fills my letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe when that one day comes, where all people on earth will live like how paul lived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-4423823278822953193?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4423823278822953193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=4423823278822953193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4423823278822953193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4423823278822953193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/philippians-1.html' title='Philippians 1'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8213375156888986014</id><published>2007-07-10T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T18:48:55.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past 1 month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right...i realised i haven't been blogging for more than a month? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The past 1 month was really eventful and fun! I worked in HIS connection, went to a GREAT church camp and a FUN Nus sports camp! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Church camp was AWESOME! :) Really had a great encounter with God and hear from Him personally. I was not only refreshed but renewed totally, ready to do His mighty works. Not only personal encounters did i find joy in, but also seeing my sec 1 girls being delivered and receiving the gift of tongues excited me even further! It was a great breakthrough, an encouragement to me, a lift from God Himself. Who says God is intangible? He can be if He wants to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sports camp was another high high for me! The camp lasted for 6 days 5 nights with less than 20 hours of sleep in total, having to be under the sun most of the time when the sun is up. (Duh...) Haha. I tried almost everything that's called sports!! Windsurfing, dragonboating, air rifiling, rock climbing, banana boating, archery...blah blah blah. One of the memorable ones is banana boating! Due to time constraint, only 6 people in my group gets to try it and i'm one of the honoured ones!! :P We're really really good at balancing man...we didn't capsize at all, though the driver keeps steering to the left and right. Haha. I've made loads of friends out there...really great friends who will do all sorts of boliao stuffs and talk real, and i mean REAL nonsense man. Clubbing? Yeap, our finale night. It was at the guild house in NUS itself, al alumni club. Definitely my first. Being someone who's quite against the idea of clubbing, i really did had fun there. I would say it's decent. There wasn't dirty stuffs, guys rubbing on girls or cigarette smokes which will kill me instantly. We were merely dancing to the music and talking most of the time. Haha. But i will still reserve my stand towards such social activites, knowing that things out there aren't as simple as that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;During the camp, God spoke to me real clearly with this verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will. -Romans 12:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;It was a timely reminder for me to stand out and be different and to remember His will for me in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Up next i'll be going for the campus crusade camp with yurong, my dear tungling friend. It's tomorrow! One cool thing is that we'll be staying in the Price George Park's residence which is deemed to be luxurious! :) I'll definitely come back with loads of stories to tell! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/7631994-8213375156888986014?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8213375156888986014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8213375156888986014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8213375156888986014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8213375156888986014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/past-1-month.html' title='Past 1 month...'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-4463255379811762593</id><published>2007-06-06T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:36:12.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time bombs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What's the feeling of carrying many time bombs with you wherever you go? Especially for the fact that you don't know when is it going to explode and blast off! : I guess faith and trust play an important role here...maybe they weren't explode, they would be switched off and removed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I've finally came to a decision! Nus, faculty of Science...here i come! :) Mixed feelings though. Very much prefer ntu lifestyle and system. Oh well, too bad nus provides what i want. The important thing is...i'm not taking any science course ok!! It'll math math MATH! :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He said, "Go and tell this people:        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;" 'Be ever hearing, but never understanding;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;be ever seeing, but never perceiving.' -Isaiah 6:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; A man's steps are directed by the LORD.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;How then can anyone understand his own way?&lt;br /&gt;  It is a trap for a man to dedicate something rashly        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and only later to consider his vows. -Proverbs 20:24-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-4463255379811762593?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4463255379811762593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=4463255379811762593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4463255379811762593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4463255379811762593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-bombs.html' title='time bombs'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-3074335480476974885</id><published>2007-05-23T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:35:10.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What will you feel when u're in the bus, passing by the places where u've been, with different people at different times of your life with different reasons? Honestly, i feel...weird. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I was in my friend's car, passed by one of the neighbourhood police post near PS and got reminded of several incidents.&lt;br /&gt;The first time i went near there was when i lost my handphone and wallet, with my pink IC inside! Lost in the arcade, hurhur. I was 14 then, out with my secondary school friends to play daytona. I remember we were preparing to go for a concert at the indoor stadium...some chinese female singer, i've forgotten who. Anyway, we end up at the police station as my stuffs, put in my friend's bag, got stolen by some Malays(I'm so not being racist ah!). The story goes on that till now, my stuffs are not found and returned. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;The second time was cause of my friend, reporting lost. I got reminded of my first incident, of course. Never forget.&lt;br /&gt;The third time was when i "got lost" at town with my bball friends. It was when we saw that neighbourhood police post then we realised we were near PS. I remember it closed, i don't know why. Think was some occasion or something. Nevertheless, i wondered, you mean police actually stop working completely during public holidays? Not that they don't need rest la, but crimes still go on what. Right, perhaps i remembered it wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;Three times...happened at different times of my life. The word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; struck me so so much that day when i passed by that place again. How often will we stop by places we've been before when we were younger with memories stuck at the back of our memory bank "re-appearing" again? Time has been moving on so quickly that it passes just like that! Remember when we were in pre-u, sec schools, pri, kinder...? Now i truly feel the phrase, "Time flies". Not until you stop to think, you'll never realised your time has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Flies flies flies....I'm still undecided with my choice of uni!!!! :( Although it won't make a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BIG BIG&lt;/span&gt; difference whether i choose &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NTU &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NUS &lt;/span&gt;in the end, the systems and env. will ultimately matters most!!! :'( I really want to say i'm feeling miserable but, i remember my friends out there who has yet to recieve any letters. Consoling words may sound fake but truly i would say, my friends, i believe there's a place specially for you. God will &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;forget about you. I'm praying...praying hard for an answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOUGANG IS BLACKLISTED&lt;/span&gt;! Shucks...I've to be super extra careful wherever i go, whatever i do. Like cover myself totally and all? haha! Kidding...dengue is on the rise...bad bad. I'm praying, praying hard that God won't let it become an epidemic. Not so serious la huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-3074335480476974885?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3074335480476974885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=3074335480476974885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3074335480476974885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3074335480476974885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/05/updates.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-4999695476196437307</id><published>2007-05-16T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T01:56:57.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love...what's that?</title><content type='html'>It's been almost 2 weeks since i blogged...why? Haha...just trying to clear up some thoughts and issues in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm going to work at the student care centre near my house, full-time, for a month, starting next next week. I guess it'll be a place to really practice what i've learnt for the past many many years from the bible...like tolerance, patience, love, compassion... ... Nevertheless, i'm looking forward to many fun and interesting lessons from God! :) better than idling all day long, watching vcd, going out and spend $$ and playing games which are super wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the word &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; seems to be occupying my mind so much so that i feel nudged. I started thinking of the real meaning of love. What the world reckon it to be, what we feel, how we react to it, how we actually treat it. profound? I was trying to come up with my own definition to this word which the one of it is sacrifice. I feel the greatest love is sacrifice, God's sacrifice. How He sacrificed His son, He forgive us times and times again, help us with solutions, hear our complains, pick us up and give us a chance to try again, gave us freedom to choose and plan our life for us. Probably some will say this is nothing much since He is the one who created us hence He must bear with all these...like the aftermath of creating us. But He is a wise God! Of course He does know these consequences...yet because He loves us, He chose to give us life and chose to face all the sacrifices...His son, time, effort, sadness, unhappiness.... He has everything...everything. But He chose to put up with our nonsense and disobedience... What great love. I guess i need more time to understand this love. A love that changed my life, a love that made me so different and distinct, a love that give me the motivation and drive to carry on in life. How to describe love? I would say God. Love means God. Because God=love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about love...i really gotta get down to issues in my life that have been in my head for super long. In other words, prepare myself for the next phase of life that i'm about to face: University life. Hearing so many different comments from so many people around me, i start to wonder how will my uni life be... oh well, before thinking and daydreaming about it, i shall get down to reading through my TL notes again. To refresh my memory of what's learnt and to really get down to doing them. One of which is spiritual journaling...which wasn't successful since i stopped from my one and only entry. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...shall end with something interesting that happened today:&lt;br /&gt;I had my usual bball training today and after that we went for supper. The table had 6 guys 2 girls. The topic was: girls can be 28 days not nice and 2 days nice. Haha. Interesting heh? Out of 6 guys, 2 attached, 1 married, 3 single.&lt;br /&gt;One of the attached one, who is going to get married soon, said,"Woman complains like there's no tomorrow. They complain about work, family, stress, friends...blah blah blah. Though we try to come out with solutions to help them, they'll never accept and find all sorts of reasons to disagree with our help. When we don't talk about it, they'll think that we aren't concern about her. Women..."&lt;br /&gt;The married one add on,"Well, through the experiences i get from my marriage, woman just want to complain. They want us to sympathise with them and agree with them. To hear them and console them. The only thing we can counter this problem is to ask them if all these complains help to resolve everything." (Yea i think that's a smart ans.)&lt;br /&gt;The other attached one said,"Yes...they're bothered by so many stuffs that they keep talking about them. Only 2 out of 30 days will they be "normal"."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree? Haha...half half. I believe we girls do have our occasional mood swings and complains day. But not so bad what right...not like we'll complain to them everyday. At least we bother to voice out...not like some guys who choose to keep within themselves thinking that its a wiser move. Bleah. HAha!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is...isn't it then the reason why sexual differences exist?! In any case, we're all different, so don't generalise! And i will learn not to too... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-4999695476196437307?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4999695476196437307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=4999695476196437307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4999695476196437307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4999695476196437307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-been-almost-2-weeks-since-i-blogged.html' title='Love...what&apos;s that?'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-1151614215273589993</id><published>2007-05-01T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:27:34.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan = FUN! :D</title><content type='html'>Food! Shopping! Cool weather! Fun! :) I guess the pictures explain them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059543840983476082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjccURdV53I/AAAAAAAAABc/ClP-XrYiC44/s320/TaiwanApr07+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the frozen banana coated with chocolate and hazelnut at one of the night market we visited. Taste perfect! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059543475911255906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/Rjcb_BdV52I/AAAAAAAAABU/JSI6W83V0kk/s320/TaiwanApr07+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the background poster at the museum we went. So nice lah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059543265457858386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcbyxdV51I/AAAAAAAAABM/B9KYmYv5x_k/s320/TaiwanApr07+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me about this...i miss it! The original "ma la huo guo"! Hot and spicy pot! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059545503135819714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/Rjcd1BdV58I/AAAAAAAAACE/ob56_DTEz7o/s320/TaiwanApr07+462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ferris wheel at taipei...real cool! My first time on it...can almost see the whole taipei!! And it cost only S$7 as compared to the S$30+ in s'pore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcdnxdV57I/AAAAAAAAAB8/JYifyYJ8DXY/s1600-h/TaiwanApr07+423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059545275502553010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcdnxdV57I/AAAAAAAAAB8/JYifyYJ8DXY/s320/TaiwanApr07+423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are right at the top of the mountain! The temp. is believed to be around 10-12 degrees! See my sister wrapped in towel! We completely didn't know it'll be that cold so we went up in t-shirts and 3 quarts... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcdQhdV56I/AAAAAAAAAB0/pyiccPNoJ_U/s1600-h/TaiwanApr07+363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059544876070594466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcdQhdV56I/AAAAAAAAAB0/pyiccPNoJ_U/s320/TaiwanApr07+363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha...this is funny! The entrance of the flower garden...because its pig year this year...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcdBBdV55I/AAAAAAAAABs/CmKR4nvzjuM/s1600-h/TaiwanApr07+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059544609782622098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcdBBdV55I/AAAAAAAAABs/CmKR4nvzjuM/s320/TaiwanApr07+357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Delicious cuttlefish freshly made! It's super fun trying them all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcchxdV54I/AAAAAAAAABk/0sR5Dj5UA-o/s1600-h/TaiwanApr07+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059544072911710082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcchxdV54I/AAAAAAAAABk/0sR5Dj5UA-o/s320/TaiwanApr07+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The church we went to...and apparently the mother church is city harvest church in s'pore. Haha...so coincidental!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjcbMhdV5zI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2jz6x4LcVJ8/s1600-h/TaiwanApr07+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-1151614215273589993?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1151614215273589993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=1151614215273589993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1151614215273589993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1151614215273589993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/05/taiwan-fun-d.html' title='Taiwan = FUN! :D'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RjccURdV53I/AAAAAAAAABc/ClP-XrYiC44/s72-c/TaiwanApr07+159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-9003751208995708281</id><published>2007-04-19T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T02:54:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I've been giving tuition at HIS connection at Xinghua Primary School since the start of April. (HIS stands for Home-In-School, started by my church) And i can say its rather bad! It's been a long long time since i give tuition! Oh man...kids who are older are harder to control than the younger ones! (Completely opposite of what i thought.) I'm currently teaching P1 math and P4 Science. Sometimes it gets rather stressful, esp. when their test is round the corner. It feels like their future is in your hands and you gotta give your all, your best to make sure they do well. Ok, now i know how my teachers feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, sometimes i gotta agree that the kids can be rather inspiring too. Their child-like characters and how they don't hide and express themselves whenever they are happy, sad, jealous or angry. Their shy smiles always make my day and it feels like my heart is melting away. Their mischevious-ness would suddenly be erased away and i'll be completely nice to them. I guess God feels the same too. He can be mad at us for the disappointments and let downs we gave or the disobedient actions and thoughts and yet still love and forgive us because of the fact that we are His creation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nevertheless, i will still continue to try my best to have the kids under my control!!! hahaha! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Alright, its almost 3am in the morning and i'm still awake! Doesn't sound good...gotta wake up at 830am to catch my flight to taiwan at 12pm...so good night bye! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-9003751208995708281?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9003751208995708281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=9003751208995708281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/9003751208995708281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/9003751208995708281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/smiles.html' title='Smiles'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8542575698735975181</id><published>2007-04-19T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T02:43:21.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conscience...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;How incredible it is when God reveals us to ourselves through little things in life that usually go unnoticed by most. I was finding some songs in my windows media player library and came across this album called In God We Kill. In it was 2 songs which i'm totally foreign to. In a fit of anger i pressed the delete button, without bothering to ask my sisters if they were theirs. I stood still in front of my computer for a moment. Did this happen because of the love i have for God? Is it because of the fact that i dislike people playing around with His names? Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;How often do we stand up for Him, whenever people around try to mock His name or give Him nicknames. Every time? Sometimes? Never? Looking at some of the people around me, i know that there are still people who call themselves christian but never take pride in His name. I really wonder why can't they feel His presence...So near yet so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Some says its harder to be a christian than a free thinker, its easier to do wrong than to do good. I would say, ultimately its your &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;conscience&lt;/span&gt;. Daily news on television and the papers is mostly on the bad things people do and therefore their consequences. Many a times i wonder how is it possible for these people to do such things when God gave each of us a conscience?! I can't help but say that satan can be so powerful that he blind the people so that they will walk towards the wrong destination and the people? Only to realise their mistake after each wrongdoing. Metaphorically, the blindfold that satan places on each of us is super duper big and thick. The only way to be in the light is God. God is like the torch with unlimited battery and volt power, able to shine through &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;, even the satan's blindfold. Many a times we choose to close our eyes, such that we do not see the light. God gives us the power to decide whether or not to open our eyes and follow His light, or to do trial and error or follow our instincts that usually fail. Sad to say, many out there remain clueless till today. They have yet to learn the art of opening their eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Faith. Trust. Love. Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;People may argue that sometimes even without opening their eyes, they manage to get away from doing bad or being in a bad shape. I would say, its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God's grace&lt;/span&gt;. Inevitably, we could take God's grace for granted. We know how to give thanks, appreciate and cherish. But sometimes it may become so routined that the whole prayer slip from our heart to our mind. Say giving thanks for our food. At the end of the day, its the condition of our heart that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8542575698735975181?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8542575698735975181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8542575698735975181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8542575698735975181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8542575698735975181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/conscience.html' title='Conscience...'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-4747730411349333812</id><published>2007-04-18T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T04:24:08.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Promises worth holding on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thoughts running through my head. Things in the past flashed across my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;There is an endless song, echoes in my soul, I hear the music ring. And though the storms may come, I am &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;holding on&lt;/span&gt;, To the rock I cling. I will &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lift my eyes&lt;/span&gt;, In the darkest night, For I know my Savior lives. And I will &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;walk with You&lt;/span&gt;, Knowing You'll &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;see me through&lt;/span&gt;, And sing the songs You give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I could live life alone, And never fill the longings of my heart. The healing warmth of &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;someone's arms&lt;/span&gt;. And I could live without dreams, And never know the thrill of what could be With every star so far and out of reach I could live without many things. And I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;could carry on, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;couldn't face my life tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Without Your hope in my heart&lt;/span&gt;. I know I can't live a day without You Lord, there's no night and there's no morning. Without Your loving arms to hold me You're the heartbeat of all I do. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't live a day without You&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh Lord You've &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;searched me&lt;/span&gt;,You &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;know my way&lt;/span&gt;; Even when I fail You,I know You &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;love me&lt;/span&gt;.Your holy presence &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Surrounding me&lt;/span&gt; In every season. You &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;go before me&lt;/span&gt;, You &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shield my way&lt;/span&gt;, Your hand &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;upholds me&lt;/span&gt;. You tore the veil, You &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;made a way&lt;/span&gt;. And when the earth fades, Falls from my eyes, And You &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;stand before me&lt;/span&gt;, I know You love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;At the cross I bow my knee, Where Your&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; blood was shed for me&lt;/span&gt;, There's no greater love than this. You have overcome the grave, Your glory fills the highest place, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What can separate me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;How can&lt;/span&gt; I keep from singing Your praise? &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;How can&lt;/span&gt; I ever say enough? &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt; amazing is Your love? &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;How can&lt;/span&gt; I keep from shouting Your name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My chains are gone! I've been set free!! My God, my Savior has ransomed me! And like a flood His mercy reigns! Unending love, Amazing grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am loved by the King. And it makes my heart want to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The Lord has promised good to me. His word my hope secures! He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Adapted from How Can i Keep from Singing?, Amazing Grace(My Chains are Gone) (Chris Tomlin), Can't Live a Day (Avalon), At the Cross (Hillsong).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-4747730411349333812?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4747730411349333812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=4747730411349333812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4747730411349333812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4747730411349333812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/his-promises-worth-holding-on.html' title='His Promises worth holding on'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-6527225581903622253</id><published>2007-04-18T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T03:10:13.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes i hate myself for doubting. Though i know the "correct answers", i seems to be doing another, or trying to find excuses and 1001 reasons to justify my thoughts. Yup, enlightened. Me keep asking questions like what's next, what's real, what's now...indeed a sign of doubt, not trust. I didn't realise that my faith was literally decreasing whenever i ask these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is believing that&lt;em&gt; something&lt;/em&gt; will happen before &lt;em&gt;that something&lt;/em&gt; really happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-Heb 11:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday service, though nothing very special happen except that Rev Derek Hong from Church of Our Saviour came, was impacting. I remember myself in tears like running waters. Why? The story goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling rather empty for the past 2 weeks, probably cause of the sudden "drop" from daily feeding to daily slacking. I was spiritually dry-er and dry-er each day. I know i had to keep up with the momentum from Tung Ling. But since i wasn't really working, my days grew slacker and slacker. I keep thinking that i will have a lot of time with God so i started doing things like watching korean dramas and meeting up with my friends. Ok, and thats a dip. I fall into the trap. Whenever these activities end, i'll be so tired and restless. My time with God grew lesser and lesser... God didn't give me up. He prompted me and i felt His nudge again. Last week, i spend more time with God, praying and worshipping, asking God for more of His anointing and presence. For more of His presence?? Isn't His presence always with us, in us, all around us? Yeap...it was till last sunday that i got reminded of how silly i was. God had and has and will always be with me, His very presence. I was waiting for the extraordinary experience, the moment for Him to tell me yeap i'm here with you. I was looking through a telescope to find him where He's actually right beside me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He spoke to me, assured me, reminded me, forgave me, help me up, renewed me, refreshed me, restored me during the usual worship during the sunday service last week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ok, and i realise i need to read through my TL notes again...can't really remember some. Haha. Someone told me uni is starting in 2.5 months time. I couldn't believe it! That's really fast!!! : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Mixed feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Well, before i face the "reality", i shall go enjoy myself at &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TAIWAN&lt;/span&gt; for a week! Yes, i'm leaving for taiwan this thurs! Oh man, i can't wait! Finally i get to go for a vacation with my family! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;! I remembered the last time travelling with my family was when i'm primary 5...yeap...that long ago. Haha...shall see the different side of the world and come back with stories to tell! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Today went Mind Cafe with my TL friends. Supposed to celebrate gab and rach's bday...but end up to be a get-together. Haha. In any case, it was really fun! There's so many many games there!!! Captivating! :D Though the food there aren't really impressive to me (yes i remember the brownie kinda taste more like a choco cake to me), I really enjoy my time there. It so not going to be my last time! Haha! Alright, gotta slp...nite! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-6527225581903622253?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6527225581903622253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=6527225581903622253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6527225581903622253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6527225581903622253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/enlightenment.html' title='Enlightenment'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-3893568162596983440</id><published>2007-04-11T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T02:08:13.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's real?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Just read rong's blog; talking about how we can think yet lack the ability to initiate change or do something with that thought so that it'll not go "unwasted". (Ok rong i agree never to post after reading other people's entries...haha! :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It kind of reflects me though. How i can have many many ideas and good thoughts in doing things for God, for others and sadly, they usually don't come to pass at all. :( I remember asking rong and asking God, "Why must i be someone who think and think yet do nothing about most of them." Well, i guess i really got to sit down and pen down stuffs that i really really wanna do and have that discipline to follow them. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A dog can show off to a cat by showing off its loud bark and sharp teeth. Yet when it meets with a tiger, the dog immediately turns timid and run away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Two sides? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A teacher teaching his students not to lie and keep their promises. Yet when it comes to meeting his family or friends, he do otherwise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hypocrite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I was just sms-ing one of my really great friend, saying how sometimes we know it but we don't do it EVERY TIME. Hmmm...that's why we are called sinners? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;We know the law, the correct values, the rights and wrongs, the good and bad. But why are there still crimes? You mean crooks don't know what's conscience? You mean they're born evil? Who dare say they never lie before, or did something bad to someone, or have an evil thought esp. when they are angry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I believe we're often blindfolded. Kept from the light, tempted by the evil. Strayed from the truth and heed for the dark Thinking that it'll be good to at least find a place to reside, hoping that one day we'll find an identity for ourselves. But i can boldly proclaim that thats a hope that will never come true. A hope not worth holding on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;What's real is the love, the belonging, the fact that we do not have to worry about tomorrow, next week, 10 years later-our future. A Father's love, The Father's Song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Father's Song &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Matt Redman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have heard so many songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Listened to a thousand tongues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;But there is one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;That sounds above them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Father's song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Father's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;You sung it over me and for eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's written on my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Heaven's perfect melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Creator's symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;You are singing over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Father's song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Heaven's perfect mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;The king of love has sent for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;And now you're singing over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Father's song&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Ok, i shall try not to read other people's blog before i post my entry. Haha! :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-3893568162596983440?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3893568162596983440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=3893568162596983440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3893568162596983440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3893568162596983440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-real.html' title='What&apos;s real?'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-1890888473497004115</id><published>2007-04-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:52:18.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Take me away to a faraway land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'll gladly elope with you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;to wherever you want and wish to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Whatever it is, take me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;for all i want is to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;To a place where there's no one else, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;a place where i can spend times with you and you alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why can't there be just one kind of fruit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why must there be many different kinds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;With various taste and colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why do they all attract different kinds of people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weird or unique?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no key to understanding one's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not to men, but God alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's processing now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 mins ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a decade ago? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A guess with no answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's a choice, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To believe that he will come and fetch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To elope with me and keep me from others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's your decision,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;to think and evaluate only at the brighter region.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So, what's next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-1890888473497004115?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1890888473497004115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=1890888473497004115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1890888473497004115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/1890888473497004115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-7625079085499535738</id><published>2007-04-06T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T02:26:10.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I-Casting Crowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would care to know my name &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would care to feel my hurt &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would choose to light the way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For my ever wandering heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not because of who I am &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But because of what You've done &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not because of what I've done &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But because of who You're &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a flower quickly fading &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vapor in the wind &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And You've told me who I am &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would look on me with love and watch me rise again &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would call out through the rain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And calm the storm in me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am Yours &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whom shall I fear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whom shall I fear &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause I am Yours I am Yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7631994-7625079085499535738?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7625079085499535738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=7625079085499535738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7625079085499535738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/7625079085499535738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/who-am-i-casting-crowns.html' title='Who Am I-Casting Crowns'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-5843111413250719188</id><published>2007-04-06T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T06:27:34.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Yeah, finally! I know how to put photos in my post! Haha...all thanks to yurong! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RhU8EneqndI/AAAAAAAAAAs/tb08mTqpq7Y/s1600-h/combine.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050008985137749474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RhU8aneqneI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8Fyc1tTvSlQ/s320/combine.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pictures of me with some of my tung ling classmates...aww...miss them. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-5843111413250719188?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5843111413250719188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=5843111413250719188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/5843111413250719188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/5843111413250719188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/picture.html' title='Picture!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWSdsjftzs0/RhU8aneqneI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8Fyc1tTvSlQ/s72-c/combine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-2359847786086956511</id><published>2007-04-03T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:20:07.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i up to IT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Will i be able to take IT up and do IT well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Will i fall and collapse where everything will come crushing over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;All the fingers will point at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;All the eyes will stare and glare in my direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;My heart will sink and i will ask, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Why did i take IT when i'm unsure of IT's outcome?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Challenge yes but what's going to happen next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Will i be able to pick IT up from here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Strength, passion, Wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;My "friends" seems to have left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Not for good, i know, but where are you guys when i needed all of you most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I can't be a hero, i don't want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I can't seem to hold on anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;My hands are slipping, perspiring and i can't grab the pole well enough so that i can hang in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;A hand from above came, held on to me, TIGHTLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Gave me a chair below so that i can stand and not struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Even if the chair isn't steady, i know i won't have to worry i'll fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;For the hand that is holding on to mine is stronger than any other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;All i need to do is to let go, learn to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Trust and let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;As though a free fall, believe-that's the key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;But, the lock must face the key, so that the key may be able to fit into the lock hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;And turn IT, secure IT, save IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;The word help-is both worth rejoicing and worrying about -When help is given, or help is needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Where are you at this point in time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Are you the one providing help or receiving help? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Are you the one needing help or the people around asking for help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Or are you sitting at one corner and pray that everything will be still?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Face IT, get IT, dare to do IT, love IT, once again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-2359847786086956511?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2359847786086956511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=2359847786086956511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/2359847786086956511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/2359847786086956511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/am-i-up-to-it.html' title='Am i up to IT?'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8179759500130874166</id><published>2007-04-01T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:10:18.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testify to love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Tung ling has come to an end. Yeap. Many asked if I'm much more "spiritual" than before. The answer that came to my mind is, "not really.", surprisely eh? Most people have the impression that TL is a place where you become more spiritual that after 3 months, your prayers become more powerful. Indeed there's no doubt that spiritually i've grown a lot. However i believe the one thing that changed me is where i've really had a life-changing encounter with the living God, which happens to be the theme/motto of TL. God showed me how messy my life was and still is. He made me realise the impossibilities of clearing up these messes without Him. Though till today i've yet to "tidy" myself up completely, i do believe in no time God will remove these impurities from me. TL had been a place where i learn to be humble, truthful and obedience. It's a place where i learn to put knowledge into practices. Being a Christian myself for years, i know that there are many truths and "correct ways" that i didn't follow. I didn't put what is right into practice, though i know certain things i do displease God. TL reminded me of the word OBEDIENCE. Easy to say, hard to deal with, difficult to follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lecturers who left their footprints in our lives have indeed bring about a great impact. Inevitably, some lecturers have different views as us on certain topics. However, despite the differences, God still used them to give us His words in His own ways. Whether or not we share the same views as the lecturers, whether or not we agree with them regarding the things they said, God never fails to use them to impart His rema word to us DAILY. That's the power of God. I remember one of the last modules we had was on Cats and Dogs Theology. It teaches about how Christians can be self-centered or God-centered. However deep inside my heart i feel that the lecturer was too exaggerated with his claims and findings. They may exist but to me it's rare. thus for the 2 days, i completely didn't feel like listening to his teachings. But, amazingly, God spoke to me through this phrase that he kept emphasising on,"Above all, glorify God in ALL things." He was saying how we must be a dog christian where our life must be God-centered and followed by that phrase. Something that i knew eversince don't know how many years ago. It was no coincident...this phrase reminded me of the fact that i did not fulfill it in ALL things in my life. Without this phrase that was highly emphasised in his lectures, i wouldn't have come to realise the fact that didn't obey Him completely. Isn't it amazing how God is so evident in our lives? Through things we loathe, people we can't accept and situations that are unbearable, God never fails to teach us. What great mercy and love. Indeed, unending love, amazing grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lecturers&lt;/span&gt; who have taught me His words and impacted me in one way or another: Thank you for your faithfulness, passion to impart and interest in God's heart. Indeed I am so blessed to receive and be fed. Your lives, experiences, testimonies have motivated me to persevere on even as i continue to carry the cross in my life. Your obedience in taking the step of faith to obey God's calling to your lives to teach. The sacrifices you've made and the road of sufferings marked the very promise of God. I will say that these hardships you guys went through will not go to waste...rather they have turned into motivation and truth that i can hold on to, especially during the times of difficulties. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dean, Ju&lt;/span&gt;: Your love and passion to serve impressed me. Wonderful and mighty woman of God. You sacrificed your time for me, took care of me spiritually and emotionally, prayed for me and talked to me when i needed help. No doubt you are the candle with strong yet gentle fire. You lit up my candle, every time my flame ceased, you will come by immediately to relit my flame. Your continuous support and unfailing love to me really protrays God's love and care. My role-model, my support, my adivisor/teacher, my friend, thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To my cell, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jabok&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lynn&lt;/span&gt;, my buddy, thank you for never failing to point out my mistakes so that i can change for the better. Thank you for encouraging me and giving me more confidence in myself. You've made me realise the fact that there're many different perspectives to each issues in life so that i won't be blinded or "biased" where misunderstandings can surface. The companionship you've provided, the patience you've displayed and the inputs in my life...i'll never forget. Indeed you are one person whom i'm comfortable with to share my problems, happiness. You put up with my lame jokes and sudden emotional/sensitive times. I promise that even as you're going to UK to study, i'll be praying for you and i'll continue to share with you. My wish is that we'll be a great buddy/support to each other, that we'll grow together till as long as God allows. :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jolene&lt;/span&gt;, your cheerfulness makes my day. How you're constantly excited and interested in every lessons spurs me on to be interested as well. You never fail to say the right word at the right time, do the right thing at the right time. Indeed i've learnt many things from you. Thank you so so much. :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yurong,&lt;/span&gt; yes, i'm the first to talk to you in TL. Haha. Though i confess i didn't have a good impression of you intially, as days pass, i realise how alike we can be at times...our clumsiness, emo-iness and the values in life we have. Your passion to serve in your church, to lead the whole worship and bring them to greater heights and your interest in knowing God more taught me a lot. Your bubbly-ness and easy-going character make me feel really comfortable being around with you. I enjoyed the times we bake, talk, cry, pray, sleep, get cranky together and the craziest things men would ever think of. Haha. Really want to thank you for making life in TL much more interesting. :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;, my twinnies! It's really amazing how we can be similar at times, really freaks me out sometimes. Haha. Nevertheless i enjoy your company. Your bubbly character and the times where we go crazy together...really enjoy it. Weird things we do together and stupid things we laugh and talk about. Haha...thank you for making life in TL more worthwhile. :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lynette&lt;/span&gt;, wonderful girl who plays the bass so fantastically! Your gentleness and ability to know when to take a step back taught me a lot. Thank you so so much! :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bernice&lt;/span&gt;, you're so open and frank! You never hide things from us, your openess and friendliness impressed me greatly. Indeed i would say its a gift from God to you. I enjoy the times where we laugh together, shop and watch movie. Haha. Thank you so much for leaving your prints in my life. :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;, i love your voice! Haha...i can remember taking super candid and "bright" photos of you and you taking me. Haha. One smart girl that i know. Thank you for entertaining me when i'm so bored, enduring the nonsense i have during class time. Haha. My schizophrenic partner! Thanks! :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Charity&lt;/span&gt;, i really got to know you more during the mission trip where we bunk together. You're always so interested in God's words and ways in people life. Your goal to strike a balance in everything you do reminded me of the times where i can go almost "one-sided". Someone whom i'm with for 2 years, so near yet so far, we didn't know each other till TL. Indeed i believe its God's very plan for us to know each other! :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Salome&lt;/span&gt;, yeah we share the same interest in Math! Your love for people around you, always trying to make sure no one is life out, giving your love to the people around you, as much as you can. The sacrifices you made taught me to be less self-centered. The care you gave and every single effort in making everyone happy impacted me. Thanks! cya at NTU if possible! :) &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Joan&lt;/span&gt;, your dariness to be yourself. Your passion to run after goals in your life. Your never ending endurance and perseverance...thank you for being yourself, you've indeed taught me a lot, in being the true me. Thanks! :) Above all, thanks to everyone who imapcted me in one way or another, the support and encouragement you gave, the companionship and love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nicolas&lt;/span&gt;: Thank you for covering me during worship practice. Despite my lousiness with the keyboard, you never fail to encourage and affirm me. You taught me patiently and didn't complain about my lousiness. Your deep knowledge if the bible spurs me on too, to know Him better. I enjoy the talks we had, even as we shared about our lives, i can see God in your life, how you always put God first and you hold on tightly to His words where you overcame many obstacles in the past. Thank you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Benji&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for always laughing at me ah... Haha. I really enjoy talking to you...your replies are always so unexpected. Your jokes, which i didn't understand most of them, are rather entertaining. I will never forget the way you cycle and make fun of people! Haha...indeed a joy to my heart. Thank you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt;: I really see your passion in worship and your seriousness when it comes to Christianity. I can see that you are really super on fire for God. Indeed you have taught me to keep focus on God and to be consecrated for Him at all times. Never forgetting your lame comments and jokes...always so sudden yet predictable. Haha. You "became like us" so that we can communicate. You came out of your comfort zone to interact, learn and impart. Even as you're going for SOL, i pray that God will reveal Himself to you and increase your capability so that you can have a greater capacity for a larger territory God has in stored for you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;weiye&lt;/span&gt;: I'm so so impressed and proud of your faithfulness and obedience in making an important decision to be a missionary for God in China! God will indeed honour you and provide for you! Even at such a young age, i pray that many lives will be saved through you and that you'll never be led astray for His grace is upon you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;leroy&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for your companionship when going home. You taught me a lot with regards to being patient in everything and in anything, give thanks and me contented. Thank you. Indeed you're another person who reflected the passion to serve and lead. I pray that God will continue to give you strength and wisdom! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;josephine&lt;/span&gt;: Testify to love! :) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Many many more...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gabriel, rajwin, uncle chris, caroline, stephanie, weber, cherilyn, uncle victor&lt;/span&gt;....too many to mention...to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rest of the class&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for being yourselves, being so caring and affectionate in everything you do. Your faithfulness and love for God. Thanks for all the fun too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last but not least, to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Almighty God&lt;/span&gt;: Thank you for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;honouring my obedience in going TL&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the people you have placed in my life&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the lessons taught even through little little things&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the love you showered upon me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;not giving me up&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;pulling me up when i fall&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;carry me when i'm tired&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;find me when i'm lost&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;forgive me even when i let you down&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;embracing me when i'm down&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;giving me the peace when i'm scared&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;hug me when i feel alone&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My chains are gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been set free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My God my saviour has ransomed me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And like a flood &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His mercy reigns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unending love, Amazing grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8179759500130874166?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8179759500130874166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8179759500130874166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8179759500130874166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8179759500130874166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/04/testify-to-love.html' title='Testify to love'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-6131793277544074863</id><published>2007-03-28T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T01:04:55.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's coming to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tung Ling is coming to an end...sad...:'( Well, to be frank, i have mixed feelings about it. For the past 12 weeks, i've been fed with many knowledge and information that i feel like i've over-eaten and i'm going to "vomit"! And of course finishing TL would mean a good time for me to digest what's taught. Yet i feel rather reluctant to leave my classmates, a really great bunch of people. People who joke as though there's no tomorrow, people who loves to sleep in class, people who are just so intelligent and brilliant, people whose laughter are so so contagious, people who go crazy at the wrong time....many many many different interesting character. Indeed it is one of the most enjoyable class i ever had in my entire life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I can't imagine myself on a weekday without having to go to school and without morning worship and prayer and devotion. Will i still "survive"? Will i be able to do these on my own, daily, so that i can always stay focus on God for that day? Nicolas was asking me what would i do next monday(which is the first day that i do not need to go for school)...It really struck me. I can imagine the worldly pleasures that will tempt me and draw me away from God. I need to be consecrated for Him at all times. However these are head knowledge isn't it? Many will know about this and will place this truth in their heart, as a daily reminder of our purpose on earth. But sometimes its just so hard to put these into practice DAILY...everyday! There are times when you wake up late and rush to for an appointment that you forget to have a good quiet moment with Him to hear His directions for the day and..... Perhaps it applies to people like me. Nevertheless i will never give up trying and will give my best to glorify Him in whichever area that He called me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Night. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-6131793277544074863?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6131793277544074863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=6131793277544074863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6131793277544074863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6131793277544074863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-coming-to-end.html' title='It&apos;s coming to an end'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-6893835755889682630</id><published>2007-03-18T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:11:26.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation in progress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;It has been a week of fun, laughter and jokes. I spent most of my time with my friends, those of whom i haven't been seeing for a super long time. Every night was a late night for me. I reached home, on average, at 12. It was cool, of course...spending time with friends, catching up, talking and laughing together. However in the midst of these joy, or rather after every "dates", i didn't feel happy or satisfied. I didn't had that feeling of-"Yea! Its a good time spent!" I ended my days with tiredness and no smile. I didn't know why...i thought it was because i'm physically tired. Even for the lessons in TLBC the whole week, i didn't pay much attention. (oops..) Something's blocking my mind. There seems to be obstacles in my life thats preventing me from moving on. Even for the worship on friday night during cell zonal meeting, i couldn't see out the lyrics: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Forever God is faithful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Forever God is strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Forever God is with us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Though i'm having loads of fun out there, it seems like there's an emptiness in me. Some "hole in my heart" that all these joy cannot fill. If i'm not wrong, this is one of the weeks i spent for the past few years which i laughed the most. Immediately, i could sense a "dryness" in my life. I know i'm steering away...i couldn't find a goal in my life. I couldn't see the need of reading the bible. I couldn't see where i was going. It's as though i've lost my way in the forest, every time when there's a turn, i'll be glad. But after that i'll be like sad again as there isn't light nor paths that i could follow. I'm straying away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Suddenly i feel as though i'm not fit to be a leader in church. I couldn't bring myself to teach my sec 1 girls. I feel as though there's nothing i can impart. My life is in a mess! The things that i taught them and the things that i advise my friends about, i'm completely not doing it! I was so down...though in my heart i'm praying that God will help me to get my life straight, i know i'm not making an effort myself. Quiet time everyday lasted only 5 mins. Spiritually i know i'm dry...the flame in me ceased. The thing is that in my heart, my desire is to know more about God, to read His word so that i can teach and impart and to be more like Him, yet i'm not doing them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;On sunday, which is today, i slept till 1145am! I missed both services in church. I was sad, disappointed and feeling uneasy as for the past how many years, i've never missed a single service unless i got something important on. Thus for the next half an hour, my mind was filled with all the why-s...i was thinking, "I need a change! I need to go to church! I need God to renew me and refresh me! I need the anointing again! But God, why didn't you allow me? I didn't sleep very late last night! &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Why WHy WHY&lt;/span&gt;!" :'(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;After my mom left house for church, a prompting came over me. It feels as though God wants to tell me something but i can't hear it. Then i went to eat my cereals and watched tv for a while as i was waiting for my friend to collect his stuffs. Right after, i went to the piano, thinking that it has been a long time since i played it, i played the song &lt;let&gt;. As i sing along, i started tearing...it was the Holy Spirit. It was the very visitation of God's presence in my life once again. For the past week, i've been lacking this embrace from God, this covering, the very shadow of God's wings. I realised His reasons for not letting me to go for church services. He knew that if i have gone for it, i would stayed out the whole day with my friends. He wanted me to meet Him. He wanted that time alone with Him. He has been waiting at the mountian for me...i have been letting Him down. I started praying and crying...i felt helpless...i felt like there's no meaning to life. But God came, He gave me a chance, a way, a light. Despite my disobedience, my unfaithfulness, my unloving actions to Him, He picked me up. And the very reason is simply because He loves me. He didn't want me to be led astray, He didn't want me to leave Him. After reflecting, i realised how God has been nudging me to go back to Him yet i disobeyed and procrastinated. He sent people and dreams and experiences to me but i ignored. I was completely oblivious to His calling, His presence, His love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Though i had a great time feeling refreshed and renewed, knowing that God brought me back, i can start afresh,in my heart i know that this is not all. I've yet to go back to God immediately. It wasn't a once off thing...i know i need to do my part as well, to set aside time for Him &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DAILY&lt;/span&gt;. I need to be fed spiritually, I need Him so that i can continue on with life. I need His directions, instructions, presence. It really brought me to learn something new. True enough God is so divine and great that &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE FOR HIM&lt;/span&gt;. However there are times where God will help you up but not pull you along. He wants me to walk by myself, to run after Him. He wants me to love Him as well, not just Him loving me. Definitely He'll provide me with strength, He wants my best. I believe thats the part of living our life to the fullest. Not just finding for opportunites to evangelise, but time with Him for i know ultimately its the heart that matters. It's not only how many souls you save, how many As you get, how popular and famous you are on earth that God sees. It's also the heart, the attitude that we have towards the things He wants us to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I thank god for forgiving me, for not letting me go, for pulling me up, for providing a way. Indeed I can sing of His faithfulness now and forever. This incident taught me a great lesson. It's something that i really considered a turning point that i would never want to forget. The feeling of it is like a child lost in a shopping mall. Though there are many interesting toy shops to see, the child is still alone. He's just purely wandering around with no one beside, no one to lead him. I pray that I won't be that child anymore. I don't want to get lost. I want to stay by His side forever...and ever. I thank you oh God, my saviour, my friend. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-6893835755889682630?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6893835755889682630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=6893835755889682630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6893835755889682630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/6893835755889682630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/03/operation-in-progress.html' title='Operation in progress...'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-3795435785607573386</id><published>2007-03-11T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T05:41:18.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh my, it has been more than a week since i blogged! :P Sad to say, i was rather busy over the week with the stupid essays and personal statement that i got to write for my scholarship and university application! It's pure troublesome. Pure, "pure". I'm so reluctant to sign up for scholarships!! Tedious work, plus no gaurantee. Oh well, since everyone else is telling me to do so, i'll persevere on and finish it, hopefully i can get a scholarship that pays for my tuition fees and hostel fees!! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent quite a few days thinking about the outcome of the A Level results. When there's someone taking an A, there's bound to be another at the other extreme end. Somehow not everyone can be pleased and be satisfied altogether. Sometimes i wonder; is that few alphabets on the piece of paper really so important? The power of it, making someone over the moon and for some, crying their hearts off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now a hurdle over, comes another; university life. Time really flies...i totally agree. It feels like i last year i was still in secondary school! Sometimes there'll be this reluctance in me to enter into the adult world. How i wish i can be 16 all over again...bleah. Well, on the other hand i'm looking forward to the fun i can have in uni! I believe it'll be a whole new experience that God has prepared specially for me! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ok, before that, gotta settle the applications. Oh man....its disgusting...ok. Time to continue slogging..... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-3795435785607573386?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3795435785607573386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=3795435785607573386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3795435785607573386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/3795435785607573386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-my-it-has-been-more-than-week-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-4522959028863209244</id><published>2007-02-28T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:14:34.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope for the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A cup filled with water, overflowing. It's far too small to contain anymore. The only solution is to pour away some, so that it'll not be suffocated. How bout changing the shape of the cup? Adding more material so that it'll be able to increase it's capacity for what's coming in. But it's not an immediate solution...it takes time. Right now the only way to solve this problem is to discard some of its contents, let it breathe and rest while it gets ready for another "operation".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;The illustration completely describes my situation now. True enough TLBC has been amazing and enjoyable for me. But, it seems like there's too many information and facts for me to digest and contain. I feel overloaded. Just like when there's a heavy object on the weighing machine, the plate of the machine will sink it's way down. Exactly. Yup, every modules have opened my eyes towards the work of God's hands that i never knew. But the passion and joy of unveiling every mystery in the bible seems to be diminishing. And so, i decided to take a little break. Have a good rest at home and not think about what's taught in school. A good little retreat and talk with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Obviously that doesn't mean i shut off completely from what's taught. Still absorbing but at a smaller capacity. This very interesting fact that i came to know is in the book of Romans, Paul actually said that because of the Jews' transgression that results in the salvation of the Gentiles, which is us! And thus we may be called into Israel and we're the children of the promise. All thanks to Israel! :) Another one. The end times would be determined according to the state of Israel. Like who's the authority and all. That's because Israel is the land that God blessed. A covenant God had with Abraham. A promise and hope that all of us can hold on to. A future, though it may seems a little hard to visualise right now. How about this. I remember Pastor Benny telling us about his research on the country Israel. Israel was and still is enjoying great wealth. Companies like haagen daz and happy co. (ben &amp; Jerry) belongs to them too! Though they are a US or UK brand, the company belongs to Israel. Amazing? It's this pleasure of seeing God's word getting more and more vivid and real that kept me "alive". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Many people out there are trying to prove the bible wrong by sending their best archeologists and researchers all over the world. Why not prove the bible right? There's more satisfaction when all that's in the bible become so alive right in front of our eyes that we can say BINGO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-4522959028863209244?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4522959028863209244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=4522959028863209244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4522959028863209244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/4522959028863209244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/hope-for-future.html' title='Hope for the future'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8262106706284820879</id><published>2007-02-27T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:56:01.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pastor Benny Ho taught us on the book of Romans 1-8 last week! It was super good!! Oh man...one of my favourite speaker. :) The way and things he speaks about are so engaging and applicable! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, we're having Pastor Joel Baker right now. He taught us conflict resolutions and spiritual authority for the past 2 days and for the next 3 days, he's going to speak on &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;JEWISH ROOTS&lt;/span&gt;! So exciting! I really really can't wait for the passover dinner that we're going to have this thursday! Oh but the anti-climax is...i'm getting my A level results this friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Boo. I don't think i can really enjoy thursday night and friday morning. My mind would be filled with all the alaphabets and the face of my teachers! Though i always tell the others that God's divine presence and peace will cover and overwhelm us in all other areas, it's just so hard to really do it! Easier said than done. What a real test of faith and trust. Indeed i'll fear not, for i know i prayer and have done my best. So...all the best to all A level students out there! May we be glad for whatever results we'll be getting! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8262106706284820879?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8262106706284820879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8262106706284820879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8262106706284820879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8262106706284820879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-no.html' title='Oh no!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8515339379025565782</id><published>2007-02-25T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:01:22.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 marbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;came across this story that really speaks so truthfully about our life on net.(http://www.christianlifestories.com/stories/m-r/marbles.html)Really got me to think and reflect. The word is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;REFLECT&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it's the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it's the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the kitchen with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it. I turned the volume up on my radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning talk show. I heard an older sounding chap with a golden voice. You know the kind, he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was talking about "a thousand marbles" to someone named "Tom." I was intrigued and sat down to listen to what he had to say. "Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you're busy with your job. I'm sure they pay you well but it's a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. Too bad you missed your daughter's dance recital."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued, "Let me tell you something Tom, something that has helped me keep a good perspective on my own priorities."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when he began to explain his theory of a "thousand marbles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900 which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime. Now stick with me Tom, I'm getting to the important part."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail," he went on, "and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round-up 1000 marbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took them home and put them inside of a large, clear plastic container right here in my workshop next to the radio. Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away." "I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life. There is nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign-off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure if I make it until next Saturday then God has blessed me with a little extra time to be with my loved ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was nice to talk to you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your loved ones, and I hope to meet you again someday. Have a good morning!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have heard a pin drop when he finished. Even the show's moderator didn't have anything to say for a few moments. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to do some work that morning, then go to the gym. Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. "C'mon honey, I'm taking you and the kids to breakfast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What brought this on?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, nothing special," I said. " It has just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. Hey, can we stop at a toy store while we're out? I need to buy some marbles." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What then is our purpose in life? What's the whole meaning in living on earth. How much time have we wasted? Time that could have save someone and to have eternal life. Time that could have been spent on something more constructive, more fruitful. Time with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8515339379025565782?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8515339379025565782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8515339379025565782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8515339379025565782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8515339379025565782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/1000-marbles.html' title='1000 marbles'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-8664142536431766495</id><published>2007-02-25T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:04:29.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:|</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;Smiles&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Laughter&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;Dull&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;Jaded&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue&lt;br /&gt;Tears&lt;br /&gt;Unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;Questions...without answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Inspirations&lt;br /&gt;Answers&lt;br /&gt;Repentence&lt;br /&gt;Discover&lt;br /&gt;Ascertain&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice&lt;br /&gt;Thankful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;Smiles&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Laughter&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Lonely&lt;br /&gt;Dull&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;Jaded&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue&lt;br /&gt;Tears&lt;br /&gt;Unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;Questions...without answers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Inspirations&lt;br /&gt;Answers&lt;br /&gt;Repentence&lt;br /&gt;Discover&lt;br /&gt;Ascertain&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice&lt;br /&gt;Thankful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And the list continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Isn't life usually like this? It's a cycle of ups and downs. Repetitive, tedious and troublesome yet interesting and beneficial. Oxymoron? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God. Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us. -Romans 5:2b-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. -James 1:2-4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-8664142536431766495?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8664142536431766495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=8664142536431766495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8664142536431766495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/8664142536431766495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=':|'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-2876738744494391172</id><published>2007-02-19T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:45:30.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Let Me Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Terrific song that i came across in Tung Ling when i was on duty for the keyboard. Worship led by benjamin, otherwise known as benji boy, who is so well-loved by the girls in TLBC. (Haha! :P) The lyrics is good, so is the song. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just Let Me Say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just let me say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;how much I love You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let me speak of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your mercy and grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just let me live in the shadow of Your beauty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let me see you face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And the earth will shake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;As Your Word goes forth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The heavens can tremble and fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But let me say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;how much I love You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;O my Saviour, my Lord and Friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just let me hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Your finest whispers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;As you gently call my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And let me see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Your power and Your glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Let me feel Your Spirit's flame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Let me find You in the desert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;'Til this sand is holy ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And I am found completely surrendered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;To You, my Lord and Friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So let me say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How much I love You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;With all my heart I long for You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For I am caught in this passion of knowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This endless love I've found in You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And the depth of grace, the forgiveness found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To be called a child of God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just makes me say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How much I love You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O my Saviour, my Lord and Friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just makes me say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;how much I love You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O my Saviour, my Lord and Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-2876738744494391172?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2876738744494391172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=2876738744494391172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/2876738744494391172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/2876738744494391172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-let-me-say.html' title='Just Let Me Say'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-744103509111736554</id><published>2007-02-15T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:55:34.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentine's valentine's valentine's! :) Today is a couple day! I went to Plaza Singapura to get guitar strings for joel chia (better thank me ah!) at yamaha with 2 other cool friend from Tung Ling, Jonathan and Leroy. On the way we saw so many couples; young, old, les and gays. It is one of the rare days where you see super alot of flowers around! Haha! I remember telling zhulong how i wish to have a bouquet of flowers too! Haha! Oh well, just a wish, not a want. Haha! I can still remember the last time i receive a bouquet of flowers was almost 3 years ago! Woo...super long time ago already. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When we were on our way from Tung Ling to PS, we passed by Orchard Road Presbyterian Church which had a banner that says something like this; Love is not in the air, love is at the cross. Isn't it so true and sweet? I guess many couples will spend this day expressing their love for each other and friends will make cookies and cards for one another to signify their love for them. But something that struck me today isn't about sharing love with loved ones, but remembering His love for us at the cross. Amazing? It's not all about us, it's about Jesus. Thus i decided to cancel my date with my girlfriends and stayed home, spending time with the Lord. (Though i took a rather long nap first! :P)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Someday my prince will come". Haha. A phrase that i remember seeing it on a t-shirt. (I forgot the verse that went along with it though.) Yep yep...someday God will send me His right one. The one that gave me his rib. Haha!! Good day to all! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-744103509111736554?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/744103509111736554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=744103509111736554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/744103509111736554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/744103509111736554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day! :)'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-5412403546960026244</id><published>2007-02-12T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:49:45.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Influences</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Wow...all my friends who just got their o's results did well! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Congratulations &lt;/span&gt;guys! :D May God lead you to the right course! :) well, this week passed really fast and i can see myself busy the coming week again! Boo... :( And something's bad!!! I've yet to complete my book for book review that i due on the 14th... Shucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh well, i didn't exactly have a good weekend except for the "outings" with friends and the catching up with some others. Yesterday, which is saturday, a really good friend of mine shared about the problem she's facing with regards to the people around her in her workplace. Right today, some stuffs that were said to me by others shook me. It's all about the people in our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Now i understand why John Maxwell (or is it another writer, not sure) said that the 2 most important things is life are the books we read and the people around us. I finally see another perspective of why the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;people around us&lt;/span&gt;. It is the very influence, the very words said and actions made that determines your every step next. Really powerful... I remember in one of my previous posts, i mentioned about the fact that i'm a person who can be affected by others rather easily, at times. Yeap...now i'm getting "it" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I must admit i was rather affected when my friends said something bad, my weak point, about me. True enough, i know that is my weakness, my flaw. But i really didn't want it! I've been trying to change and get rid of that bad habit if mine and i've really improved. I know they are just kidding and because we are all so close friends that we were so frank. But, there's like other people too!! Some other people who don't really know me yet! Right away i felt a little condemnation. I felt as though i'm really bad, full of flaws, really really bad. I took a step back, went home myself today and gave a good thought. I complained to God, i teared. It's just me to be so sensitive about little things. But i thank God for reminding me, of not to conform to the patterns of the world, to always stand upon His truth, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to be like Jesus&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes i wish my friends would encourage me instead of teasing me about my weakness. I know they are kidding and all these are just for pure laughter and i can take it, i don't mind being made fun of, "bullied". Sometimes, and i mean sometimes, i rather not have it. :( Is that an expectation? I don't think so. Its just my opinion, choice, preference. And i know that we are all made differently, react to things differently and think differently. I believe there are many others who were or are hurt by what i say, do or react. If i really did and you're reading this, i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lesson learnt.&lt;/span&gt; Really to be careful of not only my tongues, but my action and reaction. Facial expression, words, movements. At the same time not to do all these to "por" others. (What a thin line.) Live your life like yourself! :) I know that there may be many who don't agree with my thinking and who thinks that its rather "stupid" to be troubled about such things. But i believe its something that we must be wary about. Something that can be so crucial especially in the working field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm going to really try...really hard to kick my bad habit and to be sensitive to others. I would like to apologise first, to those who i will be hurting, for i am really not perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-5412403546960026244?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5412403546960026244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=5412403546960026244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/5412403546960026244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/5412403546960026244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/influences.html' title='Influences'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-117085401369903402</id><published>2007-02-07T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:21:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTROCUTED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This is exciting! Pastor Yang prayed for all of us today after our last session of journey of Israel(His sidetracks are good!! :P). It was.....&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BOOOOOM!&lt;/span&gt; :D He didn't exactly prayed for me. The thing he did was walk to me, place his hand on my head and say," Let the fire of God fall upon you!". Oh my my...the moment he walked towards me, i can feel this hot sensation overwhelming me completely! And when he place his hand on my head, i felt as though both my hands got electrocuted! Oh man! It's the anointing, the fire, the touch, the very presence of God! Tears rolled down my cheeks immediately. I wasn't crying at all, not weaping, not wailing...just tearing. I didn't even realise i was "crying" till tears came down! The question,"Is that really you, God?" now has a firm answer...YES! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I would say all these years being a Christian, i have yet to really feel that very touch from God! Usually, i would cry and wail that sometimes i wonder is it me or the Holy Spirit. But this time, it's completely different! Its the touch, TOUCH, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;T-O-U-C-H OF GOD&lt;/span&gt;! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Indeed God will come and touch you when you desire, thirst, long for Him. I remember i was telling God,"Please don't pass me by, please. Let me feel you, your anionting that i may testify." and God answered me! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PPOOOOMMMM!&lt;/span&gt; Mamma mia! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pastor Yang said this," If you want to tell people about our God, you need to testify. And to testify, you don't use doctrines and bible verses alone...but the experiences you had. That's real testimony." It shook me. I have been hearing this so often but this time, what he said actually kind of "woke me up". I started thinking and realised that if someone were to ask me how you know your God is true, i wouldn't have experiences such as this to share! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thank God&lt;/span&gt;....Really thank God...Amen...amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well, today is a good day. I baked! Cheese and onion tarts. Its really nice! (Of course! :P) But the crust is a little too dry...guess i didn't put enough flour. Recently girls in jabok at TLBC got this passion for baking. Its contagious...HAHA! Well, i used to bake whenever my sister or mom want to. Now, i feel like mastering the art of baking! Its so fun especially seeing the results, getting your friends to taste them and hearing their compliments! :) I want to try chocolate cookies, apple tart, cheese cake, all sorts of desserts! New term resolution. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Stares.&lt;/span&gt; A desire yet irritation. Isn't it? Haha. But i love it. I like being the one staring. eh...a nicer or rather more correct way to put it is, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;observe&lt;/span&gt;. Yeap. Thats good. Observing's good...but judging is bad. Bad...never judge. Especially people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-117085401369903402?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/117085401369903402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=117085401369903402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/117085401369903402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/117085401369903402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/electrocuted.html' title='ELECTROCUTED!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-117068222893976825</id><published>2007-02-05T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T20:21:27.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the peace of God reign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;A song that spoke right into my heart, that descirbes how i feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Let the peace of God reign-Hillsongs(Shadows of Your Wings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Father of Life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Draw me closer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my heart is set on You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let me run the race of time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With Your life enfolding mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And let the peace of God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let it reign &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh Holy Spirit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lord, my comfort &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Strengthen me, hold my head up high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I stand upon Your truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bringing glory unto You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And let the peace of God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let it reign &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh Lord I hunger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For more of You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rise up within me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let me know Your truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh Holy Spirit Saturate my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And let the life of God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fill me now Let Your healing power &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Breathe life and make me whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And let the peace of God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let it reign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-117068222893976825?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/117068222893976825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=117068222893976825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/117068222893976825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/117068222893976825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-peace-of-god-reign.html' title='Let the peace of God reign'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-117067947491506282</id><published>2007-02-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:44:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lesson at TLBC currently is on the journey of Israel by Rev. Yang. It is super interesting yet scary. We'll be going through the path of Israel...from Moses to David to Solomon... It is definitely exciting to study and know more about the past so that we may understand and learn from each experiences. But, i got a little confused when he said something about them being prophetic and that we will have to go through them(to reach Mount Zion) so that we may reach and touch the very glory of God! When he was speaking, i could sense the fear of God overwhelming me. Suddenly i feel heavy and i feel like crying and hiding! It's really something that i've yet to come across in my life!! :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But...ain't it cool? To be so covered by God's presence and to touch Him? But, its also very scary!! Thinking of all the trials and sufferings we gotta go through before His coming and the persecution that we have to face. Indeed that great amount of faith is required. I was just wondering; can i be like David where i'll rejoice and sing praises to God even during pains? Amazing....really amazing...He even mentioned about the second coming of Christ and the 1000 years on earth where Jesus would come and we will rule and reign the earth and all of us will go to the very centre of the earth which is Jerusalem to worship God. I so wanna go Israel now... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I guess the whole topic would be alot more clearer after tomorrow and wednesday's lessons...can't wait to hear more! He is indeed one super anointed preacher an one who has a great deal of faith and is walking so so so closely to God! I really admire him...the passion for His glory...oh man...so influential! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well, i'm now suffering from this pain at my hip bone because something really bad yet funny happened.......i fell when i was bathing yesterday night! :s I got this super big blue black near my left hip bone and the bone itself is painful! I can feel the pain even when i walk up and down the stairs...and thank God for the stairs at my house...really...so that i'll be used to it when i take buses and when i'm out. Bleah...and the incredible thing is: I actually ran and ref-ed 2 matches today! Impressive heh...I can't believe i did it! :) All thanks to God...and lynn, for praying for me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-117067947491506282?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/117067947491506282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=117067947491506282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/117067947491506282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/117067947491506282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/journey.html' title='The journey'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-117060478138345321</id><published>2007-02-04T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:59:41.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See, Hear and Talk...in a RIGHT WAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I just realised its been more than a week since i posted anything!! Oops...well, i'm really busy for the past week. I didn't had time to call my sec 1 girls and to go out with my jc friends! I was busy refereeing and handling other issues. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh man! I really gotta admit that i spend loads of $$ this week...oops. I bought 2 bags, FEW pieces of clothes and SOME accessories in just 3 nights. Haha. Maybe to some out there this is considered few but to me, Oh my goodness! My first ever time spending so much in 3 days! Gotta repent...haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Talking about refereeing, i just can't forget my experience at Kheng Cheng School last friday. One of the primary school i ref-ed was so rebellious! The coach actually got a quota of how many fouls he wants per quarter of the game! Mamma mia! I still can remember him shouting, "stop him, push him!" and the players do likewise. Oh man...so rubbish...what morals have been instilled in them man. I can't believe it. I was so so angry that i wanted to disqualify them! But, i patiently told the players off and gave them warnings hoping that they will not do it again. Little did i know, the coach smiled and say continue! This is so disgusting!! Worst match ref-ed ever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, as i reflect my week, i realise how God has placed different situations together so that we may learn! I just had a 2 days lesson on mentoring and the importance in it plus my experience from the match i ref-ed on firday, i see how they cam be linked! I can imagine that my life would be in a great big mess if it were to be filled with people like the coach i mentioned. How important is it to really mix and know good companies! What will happen to the players of the coach in future? What will they learn? Will they be potential crime-breakers? Will they be saved and "brainwashed" by someone else? It's kind of scary, i feel. It'll cost the whole lifetime of someone just because somebody in your life influenced you in the wrong way. I come to agree that it is very very important to mentor and be mentored. To choose the right mentors and mentees, to teach the right values and have a close guidance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sometimes in life, i seems to take people for granted. I tend to judge whether or not this person can teach or add values, knowledge and wisdom to my life. Whether he or she is capable of helping me to be a better person. I was so so wrong! Everyone who left their prints in my life actually meant a lot. The every words they say and comments about me. I've learnt to accept views from different perspectives and to take a step back to evaluate all the opinions. It got me to realise how onlookers can give a better picture of who i really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I realise at times when people give a brief and random comment about me like "u're not exciting", i would suddenly freeze and asked myself, am i really boring? Though at times i know they may be just kidding, somehow it'll enter my mind and even take root! it dawned upon me that what i say really matters to people alot though it may be just kidding. And if its really kidding, say "I'm really kidding!". Maybe its just me...someone who's rather sensitive and thinks alot. At times i would much prefer that i'll be someone who is blur and not the kind who thinks too much. Well, no complains...i thank God for who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Amazing heh...small little things that happen in life can birth out lessons and valuable thoughts. Haha. All in all, i think that though one's opinion about you matters, God's opinion is still the most important. And we must be careful about accepting what people say about us...so that we do not become like what they described but to be like Christ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children-Ephesians 5:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-117060478138345321?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/117060478138345321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=117060478138345321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/117060478138345321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/117060478138345321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/02/see-hear-and-talkin-right-way.html' title='See, Hear and Talk...in a RIGHT WAY!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-116956730253655969</id><published>2007-01-23T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:48:22.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-U-S-Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh gosh... Tasks are piling like nobody's business on me again! I've got tung ling to attend, worship practices, youths to call, cell discussion and devotion for the coming bball prayer meeting to prepare, hospitality meeting and year program to plan, and my YA cell shirt and contact lists! At the same time i must spend quality time with friends around and most importantly God! Complains...yes...but surprisingly i delight in all the things i got to do! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Brother Philip Ong gave us a checklist today to help us identfy our gifts. It was very exciting especially when it comes to the part where the total scores are out which can help us to know our strengths. Mine is helps, service, faith, exhortation, wisdom and intercession! Well, not to boast but i really think faith is my strongest gift that God has graciously given me. All these years, i managed to survive "the world" not by my own strength but the faith that is in me to live on, knowing so strongly that God indeed has a plan for my life although many a times the plan may seems so blur-ish and unclear. I believe this is also one of the reason why i can delight in working for God, big and small, important and insignificant ones. True enough, sometimes i tend to complain about the happenings in my life and wondering why is it me! Though there may be no specific answers to my "why". I still believe and will continue to have faith in God! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. -Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last saturday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I had a super great time with my cell girls, limin and jocelyn, together with lala at heartland! We went kfc for dinner and "exchanged informations" for more than an hour! Haha! It is then i realise the bubbly side of them...so cute and enjoyable. Although i admit often i dread going for youth ablaze most of the time due to tiredness and laziness, i thank God for the passion and friendship i've made with these girls that really motivate me to go for youth every saturday! Missing a day of cell time with them would be like drawing out blood from me! They are really really so important to me! I can't wait for more bondings and interactions with them! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-116956730253655969?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116956730253655969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=116956730253655969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116956730253655969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116956730253655969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/01/b-u-s-y.html' title='B-U-S-Y'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-116896238060463236</id><published>2007-01-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:51:24.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really agree that life hasn't been the same ever since i entered Tung Ling. Though only a week plus has passed, i can feel God shaping me inside out already. Perhaps it is Reverend Tony Tan that made me so &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emo/jaded&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;these few days. He's really a cool preacher whom i enjoy listening to, always adding songs and hymns protray exactly what he wants to tell us. He's like a music jukebox to me! Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyway, i've been doing alot of thinking...especially regarding the prophesy Pastor Amos prayed for me. I find it a little scary to receive a prophesy as it might just be something i don't like but God wants me to do it. But, i'm so so so wrong! God is so gracious! The prophesy is in line with my passion! I believe God has set in place a career path for me, a path where i can fulfill The Commission. Indeed, it is my desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I always think that its super amazing how different people think differently and how it is rather hard to communicate. But, the thing is we are made in the image of God, so how different can we be? In the Book of Philippians, it said that the world is badly infuenced. Well, i believe that is why we human beings act and think differently; due to the environment and people living around us. As i was thinking globally, images of articles regarding how money and fame ruined lives of many, i began to feel really sad for these people. I would not despise them for their actions but from them, i began to see how men is really so vulnerable, easily influenced, volatile. It is practically impossible to live righteously without God! How wonderful it is to be able to learn from people's mistakes too! I'm really thankful for how God has made me. True enough, i may not sing as well as kelly clarkson, i may not be as pretty as those famous models and actresses, i may not be as charismatic as Goh Chok Tong, but i know there is something special in me that others don't have. Something that God has placed in my life, because He chose to create me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For you created my inmost being; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you knit me together in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;your works are wonderful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know that full well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Psalm 139:13-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-116896238060463236?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116896238060463236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=116896238060463236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116896238060463236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116896238060463236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/01/thinking.html' title='Thinking...'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-116860086718873165</id><published>2007-01-12T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:51:58.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First week in Tung Ling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;One week of Tung Ling gave me mixed feelings... On one hand, i am so excited about all the topics that were covered and are going to be covered. It has always been my desire to go for a series of seminars to hear from different pastors and to learn more about what it is to be a real christian. On the other hand, i dread waking up at 6am to go to school! It's even worse than going for school during my "worldly education" days!! Well...i guess this is really a sacrifice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates are really cool people! We've got up to 48 students of different age groups! One man who is retired gave me a very deep impression. His actions, words, even some parts of his facial expression are almost similar to that of my dad! Ever since my dad went home with the Lord few years back, i almost forget how he really looked like before he was ill. There was this super awkward incident during one of our lunch break where i was [ractically staring at him! He caught my eye, obviously, and i looked away feeling really embarassed...Haha. Nevertheless, i'm determined to know him in the coming weeks in Tung Ling. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i really got to experience what is it to understand people with different backgrounds, principles, likings as me. People in church usually are of "my kind" and i feel really comfortable being with them. Ever since i got to know a girl in Tung Ling, it got me to get out of my comfort zone and to learn to be adaptable and volatile. Hard it may be, i am determined to overcome this challenge for i believe there will be many more of these kind of people that i'll meet, especially when i'm going to the society to work. Cool challenge! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-116860086718873165?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116860086718873165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=116860086718873165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116860086718873165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116860086718873165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-week-in-tung-ling.html' title='First week in Tung Ling'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-116827156886281900</id><published>2007-01-08T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:52:28.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It's been really hard, i must say, to not think about relationship stuffs. I believe the transexuals do so... Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Well, ever since i applied and got accepted to Tung Ling Bible College, i really thought it would be best for me not to think of stuffs alog that line. Moreover my my aim and hope is to really go one step further in my walk with God and my spiritual life. People around me are thinking of and discussing about bfs and gfs...well, especially my non-christian friends. Sometimes it might be just so hard for them to really understand why i chose not to think of these. To them, i'm being holy. But the truth is, i believe there is more in life that one should consider, not just finishing a human's routine; studying, going into relationships, getting settled with kids, grow old and die. The very question that constantly rings in my mind is: Is that all in life? Many people would think christianity is just yet another religion accepted in Singapore...practiced by many, especially the "holy ones". Well, to me, the exact explanation i would give is that being a christian, i chose to go back to the One who made me, who first loved me, to know more about Him and to have an intimate relationship with Him. Sounds holy? Nah...it's the theology of a father and child... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, many asked why i want to go Tung Ling instead of working...i said, "i CHOOSE to offer God my time before i do anything else." It was a hard decision for me too...it would mean a lot of sacrifices especially on the financial part(since i'm paying the fee myself). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;One of the things that left me with a deep impression on the first day of school in Tung Ling last friday was that there is to be no bgr in this 3 months. (though it may sound strict, it is definite necessary to cut off distractions) It is one of my desires (or should i say dream? want? goal? whatever..) in life to have a really good partner...one can give me spiritual support especially. Many a times i pray and ask God what exactly does He has in store for me. No answer...haha! I must admit that sometimes it turns into a kind of worry or just something that will distract me from other things. God replied me in another form during the devotion i had at Tung Ling last friday. He spoke to me in this verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matthew 6:33-34)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was thrilled, of course. Haha! (well, though i know the root meaning of this verse does not exactly fit the problem i'm having, i believed since God showed me this verse at this time, He would have His reasons to it) but after much thought and conviction, i believe He has called me to Tung Ling for a reason, a good one. As of now, i choose to obey Him, to cut away all these relationship stuffs for now...to hunger for Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I believe God is teaching me patience, trust and faith. Most of all, He's teaching me about His love for us, in a way that i never knew as a christian since i was born, so that i may learn to love everyone in my life the way He loved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-116827156886281900?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116827156886281900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=116827156886281900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116827156886281900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116827156886281900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/01/love.html' title='...Love..'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-116774691284216403</id><published>2007-01-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:53:37.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He made me learn..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Today's my birthday...birth-day. Yet again, had to spend it in malaysia, leaders' retreat. Well, i guess a complete &lt;em&gt;sin curve&lt;/em&gt; represent my mood for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well, just like what i expected, the 19 year olds prepared surprises for me! This time twice. First was at night where they stood outside the resort door at 12 am, singing the birthday song and coming in with 2 candles on a sugar donut. Haha...it was rather cool though i knew every plan.(overheard!) Second was in the morning where they cut out the phrase [H-A-P-P-Y 1-9-T-H B-I-R-T-H-D-A-Y], standing in one straight row and singing the song for me again...this time in front of all the leaders...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I must say its really great effort they had put in to give me this surprise, at least to allow me to have an enjoyable 19th birthday. However, i'm not really a person who enjoys crowd surprises...like a whole big crowd giving me a surprise. I'm a person who dont really know how ti express myself properly sometimes(still learning...) and who much prefers staying home alone or spending time with a person or two chatting and having a good drink or snack. Somehow, this year i managed to "survive" from these surprises...at least i didn't feel as awkward as before...God really answered my prayer! :) All thanks to my really great bunch of friends who really play super important roles in my life! Many thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The downward curve came about when i reached home from the retreat. Initially i thought i could have a good meal with my family(which i normally do on my birthday). But in the end my sister and mom got other plans already as they didn't know i'm returning in the noon. Well...no blames. However, i was rather affected by certain things my mom said. I can't really blame her as she don't know my side of story. I ended up spending the day sleeping and using the com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;My mood came to neutral when i started talking to zhulong...it was a really good chat. Made me learn to appreciate certain things in life that other people might not have. Come to think of it, i'm rather selfish in the sense that i wanted things in my way...situations to flow the way i want it to if not i'll have mood swings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well, i guess its another lesson learnt today. God is so amazing...in the way He teaches me about life. He made me learn to appreciate people. He made me learn to take things in my stride. He made me learn to be strong in all circumstances and to be prepared to let go of certain things in life. I believe all that has happened happen for a good reason. He made me learn to take a step back in every situation to hear form Him, to obtain His instructions, to wait on Him...so that i may not do things that displease man and Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-116774691284216403?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116774691284216403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=116774691284216403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116774691284216403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116774691284216403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/01/he-made-me-learn.html' title='He made me learn..'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-116759410349783749</id><published>2007-01-01T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:56:11.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"...God is humourous!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is humourous! Got this phrase from one of my friend. I began to know and realise the real humour behind everything God planned for my life. As i was reflecting for the past year, i seem to understand why God made me go through situations in life that i thought was unnecessary. One incident was when i felt so dejected when it seems like friends whom i know for years disappointed me. It wasn't exactly a big major disappointment that i received but just a little one; I was so jaded...hoping someone will come and ask why...but none came. Well, i believe it is a very common situation that many people will face, i would say it is the part and parcel of one's life. However, i was just asking why...why is this little disappointment causing a great impact on me? I began to pray...that God will help me recover and not be affected by it. Instead of having peace in my heart(which i usually feel after praying) i felt a nudge to talk to another person. God showed me the person and i went to talk to him. Now i understand why God wants me to experience such thing...well, it is to allow me to be in the shoes of my friend's problem, so that i may be able to comfort him...knowing what to say and do.Isn't it humourous? I was wondering why God can't allow me to remember disappointments in the past to help my friend instead. Haha...probably He wants the experience fresh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reflecting...year 2006 went rather fast...had too many programs and issues to handle that i hardly have time to sit down and pen down my thoughts after every "task". I started the year with 4 ministries! Student Venture(Campus Crusade) in my jc, youth ministry, hospitality ministry and the basketball ministry. Of all i guess the one that impacted me most was the student venture. I was made the in-charge and was required to conduct morning prayer meetings in school at 630am and to organise a little "cell group" at least once a week with the campus crusade staff. In the beginning, things were going well...attendance was close to 30 and everyone was excited to see great revival in mj! But things get a little tight when burdens get heavier a sit was my A level year. Besides, having to manage time for my 3 other ministries, i can say i'm overstretched. Slowly i couldn't help but became tired of setting up this student venture.(btw, its undeground!) And the bad thing is, my committee started getting tired and lazy to organise and even attend the morning prayer meeting. From a committee of about 9 became a committee of about 4. From a daily prayer meeting to having only twice a week. Attendance fell greatly too...and everyone just can't find the motivation and excitment to go for the meeting and pray, to start off the day by worshipping and praying instead of sleeping that half an hour more. Things went worst when the vice-principal actually found out our meeting and was playing "hide-and-seek" with me in school. All that i can say was...I'm overstretched. Results were lousy, level of commitment to each ministries went down down down...To save time...details were...blah blah blah and i got restored from God again!Well...i actually thank God for giving me this great experience...stretching me, granting me a greater capacity. How weird but effective it is to really prepare me for the year end exams. All i can say is i can better handle my things now and that I'm definitely equipped for worst challenges ahead of me! Another important thing was to fully understand the real meaning of the phrase "full commitment".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many many other things happen too...lessons learnt, new commitments, new friends met... Just like what SP said, these shall be added on to my life in 2007 with goodness!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-116759410349783749?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116759410349783749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=116759410349783749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116759410349783749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116759410349783749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/01/god-is-humourous.html' title='&quot;...God is humourous!&quot;'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-116759397501420760</id><published>2007-01-01T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:57:18.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 3&lt;br /&gt;Further Benefits of Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;1 My son, do not forget my teaching,&lt;br /&gt;but keep my commands in your heart, 2 for they will prolong your life many years&lt;br /&gt;and bring you prosperity.3 Let love and faithfulness never leave you;&lt;br /&gt;bind them around your neck,&lt;br /&gt;write them on the tablet of your heart.4 Then you will win favor and a good name&lt;br /&gt;in the sight of God and man.5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;and lean not on your own understanding;6 in all your ways acknowledge him,&lt;br /&gt;and he will make your paths straight.7 Do not be wise in your own eyes;&lt;br /&gt;fear the LORD and shun evil.8 This will bring health to your body&lt;br /&gt;and nourishment to your bones.9 Honor the LORD with your wealth,&lt;br /&gt;with the firstfruits of all your crops;10 then your barns will be filled to overflowing,&lt;br /&gt;and your vats will brim over with new wine.11 My son, do not despise the LORD's discipline&lt;br /&gt;and do not resent his rebuke,12 because the LORD disciplines those he loves,&lt;br /&gt;as a father the son he delights in.13 Blessed is the man who finds wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;the man who gains understanding,14 for she is more profitable than silver&lt;br /&gt;and yields better returns than gold.15 She is more precious than rubies;&lt;br /&gt;nothing you desire can compare with her.16 Long life is in her right hand;&lt;br /&gt;in her left hand are riches and honor.17 Her ways are pleasant ways,&lt;br /&gt;and all her paths are peace.18 She is a tree of life to those who embrace her;&lt;br /&gt;those who lay hold of her will be blessed.19 By wisdom the LORD laid the earth's foundations,&lt;br /&gt;by understanding he set the heavens in place;20 by his knowledge the deeps were divided,&lt;br /&gt;and the clouds let drop the dew.21 My son, preserve sound judgment and discernment,&lt;br /&gt;do not let them out of your sight;22 they will be life for you,&lt;br /&gt;an ornament to grace your neck.23 Then you will go on your way in safety,&lt;br /&gt;and your foot will not stumble;24 when you lie down, you will not be afraid;&lt;br /&gt;when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet.25 Have no fear of sudden disaster&lt;br /&gt;or of the ruin that overtakes the wicked,26 for the LORD will be your confidence&lt;br /&gt;and will keep your foot from being snared.27 Do not withhold good from those who deserve it,&lt;br /&gt;when it is in your power to act.28 Do not say to your neighbor,&lt;br /&gt;"Come back later; I'll give it tomorrow"—&lt;br /&gt;when you now have it with you.29 Do not plot harm against your neighbor,&lt;br /&gt;who lives trustfully near you.30 Do not accuse a man for no reason—&lt;br /&gt;when he has done you no harm.31 Do not envy a violent man&lt;br /&gt;or choose any of his ways,32 for the LORD detests a perverse man&lt;br /&gt;but takes the upright into his confidence.33 The LORD's curse is on the house of the wicked,&lt;br /&gt;but he blesses the home of the righteous.34 He mocks proud mockers&lt;br /&gt;but gives grace to the humble.35 The wise inherit honor,&lt;br /&gt;but fools he holds up to shame.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As i was creating this blog, i felt i needed an anchor verse or passage. Just as i was seeking, this passage came to me. Each verse is so real and important! I feel as though this passage summarises the facts of life of a christian, children of God, of my life. This passage often reminds me of an image;Jesus(though i don't know how He looks like) sitting on a rock and children around him listening to His stories and lessons where we are the children...literally learning at His feet. And every night's quiet time i have with God is like hearing stories from the bible from God Himself! Ain't it cool if we really can do that with Him when we go Heaven?? :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-116759397501420760?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116759397501420760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=116759397501420760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116759397501420760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116759397501420760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/01/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration...'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7631994.post-116759383701574280</id><published>2007-01-01T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T23:57:34.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newborn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally! My new blog is up! I waited for almost half a year to get this up due to my busy schedule with my A's which is over OVer OVER!! :) It has always been my wish to be able to share my experiences, secrets and feelings to friends through the internet, hopefully they can know me better and can give me comments to which i can learn and know the views of an onlooker. Though i actually own another blog, it was for my private use...like my diary. But after much thought, i felt that isn't it better to have it up so that friends can read and get to know me better. Especially after a chat with a friend of mine whom i really love to talk to, i came to really agree that there shouldn't be secrets expecially among friends! So much so that God didn't keep everything to Himself but revealed all his sadness, jealousy, happiness and anger so that somehow we may learn something from there! Well, i hope all who visit my blog would enjoy it and get something out of the messages posted! And obviously, tags are welcomed!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7631994-116759383701574280?l=joannefoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/feeds/116759383701574280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7631994&amp;postID=116759383701574280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116759383701574280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7631994/posts/default/116759383701574280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joannefoo.blogspot.com/2007/01/newborn.html' title='Newborn!'/><author><name>Joanne-Yinghui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05947194095829705780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
