with me always

Love never gives up. Love cares more for others than self. Love doesn't want what it doesn't have. Love doesn't strut, doesn't have a swelled head, doesn't force itself on others, isn't always "me first."

- 1 Corinthians 13:4-5, THE MESSAGE






pingy

dear God I must confess
that sometimes You seem far away
sometimes i forget about
how i stand because of grace

but Lord there's been a change in me
a change i hope will stay
for this is my prayer today








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Saturday, September 30, 2006
| 3:40 PM
A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island. The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agree that they had no recourse but to pray to God. However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.

The first thing they prayed for was food. The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit. The other man's parcel of land remained barren.

After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife. The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land. On the other side of the Island there was nothing.

Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food. The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him. However, the second man still had nothing.

Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that he and his wife could leave the island. In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island. He considered the other man unworthy to receive God's blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.

As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from heaven booming, "Why are you leaving your companion on the island?"

"My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them," the first man answered. "His prayers were all unanswered and so he does not deserve anything."

"You are mistaken!" The voice rebuked him. "He had only one prayer, which I answered. If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings."

"Tell me," the first man asked the voice, "what did he pray for that I should owe him anything?"

"He prayed that all your prayers be answered."

For all we know, our blessings are not the fruits of our prayers alone, but those of another praying for us.

When Jesus died on the cross he was thinking of you!

Monday, September 25, 2006
| 1:22 AM
kids kids.

little girl tagged along with me today. she would follow me and smile. and tell me many things.
that's what so rewarding serving the children in the midst of stupid exams.

i cant wait for A's to be over. haha. meanwhile. time to start mugging.

its so hard for me to tell my frens my grades when they ask.

it just diminishes me. and make me feel so awful.

i want to smile and say out loud that i get AAB or something when i get my grades back.

ok. time to sleep. school is a hais. haha. its too early. its lame and i end up sleeping.

and mrs red visited me today. eeeewww...
was telling my sis why cant it last for a day.
sit at the bowl for like an hour and mrs red wld go away.
and she replied with a " you think like bangsai ah? "
den i said. wad a good idea. haha.
i hate it. ahhhhhh.

nights.

Saturday, September 23, 2006
| 10:07 PM
sentosa is still small.
i dislike wax figures. they are freaky.
i like the luge. i like to drive and have fun.
i do not like walking through dark places.
i like taking photos.
i do not like singaporeans.
i like shopping alone.
what was i thinking buying kids company. what a magazine for an 18 year old.
i do not like looking at trembling old man struggling for hours frying quay tiao.
makes me wana cry.
It was meant to be a happy day.
i think i just pissed my sister off.
she was concerned about my studies and i really didn't want to talk about it.
i'll just shut up further towards everything and mug.

Saturday, September 16, 2006
| 10:04 PM
http://frenzy.morpheme.co.uk/frenzy/

haha. play this. i suck. my timing is like singing an alphabet song.

Monday, September 11, 2006
| 9:21 PM
i'm losing appetite.

even my fav food don't interest me much.

wad have studying done.