<?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-28432970</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:31:48.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living In The Way of God</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog has open up a new passage for communication to take place. Pray that through this new way, we can share our experience with GOD with one another more often. GOD bless :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432970.post-5076202258823515129</id><published>2009-08-03T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:48:19.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is God Always in Control?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-size: 18pt; font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A man from Norfolk , VA called a local radio station to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this on Sept 11th, 2003, TWO YEARS AFTER THE TRAGEDIES OF 9/11/2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His name was Robert Matthews. These are his words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few weeks before Sept. 11th, my wife and I found out we were going to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;our first child. She planned a trip out to California to visit her sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On our way to the airport, we prayed that God would grant my wife a safe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;trip and be with her. Shortly after I said 'amen,' we both heard a loud pop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and the car shook violently. We had blown out a tire. I replaced the tire as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;quickly as I could, but we still missed her flight. both very upset, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;drove home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I received a call from my father who was retired NYFD. He asked what my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wife's flight number was, but I  explained that we missed the flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My father informed me that her flight was the one that crashed into the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;southern tower. I was too shocked to speak. My father also had more news for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me; he was going to help. 'This is not something I can't just sit by for; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have to do something.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was concerned for his safety, of course, but more because he had never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;given his life to Christ. After a brief debate, I knew his mind was made up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Before he got off of the phone, he said, 'take good care of my grandchild. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Those were the last words I ever heard my father say; he died while helping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in the rescue effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My joy that my prayer of safety for my wife had been answered quickly became &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anger. I was angry at God, at my father, and at myself. I had gone for  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nearly two years blaming God for taking my father away. My son would never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;know his grandfather, my father had never accepted Christ, and I never got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to say good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then something happened. About two months ago, I was sitting at home with my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wife and my son, when there was a knock on the door. I looked at my wife, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but I could tell she wasn't expecting anyone. I opened the door to a couple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with a small child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The man looked at me and asked if my father's name was Jake Matthews. I told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;him it was. He quickly grabbed my hand and said, 'I never got the chance to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;meet your father, but it is an honor to meet his son.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He explained to me that his wife had worked in the World Trade Center and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;had been caught inside after the attack. She was  pregnant and had been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;caught under debris. He then explained that my father had been the one to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;find his wife and free her. My eyes welled up with tears as I thought of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;father giving his life for people like this.. He then said, 'there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;something else you need to know.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His wife then told me that as my father worked to free her, she talked to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;him and led him to Christ. I began sobbing at the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I know that when I get to Heaven, my father will be standing beside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jesus to welcome me, and that this family would be able to thank him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;themselves .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When their baby boy was born, they named him Jacob Matthew, in honor of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;man who gave his life so that a mother and baby could live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This story should help us to  realize this: God is always in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We may not see the reason behind things, and we may never know this side of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heaven, but God is ALWAYS in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please take time to share this amazing story. You may never know the impact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it may have on someone. God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Give thanks to the Lord for He is good. His love endures Forever. Psalm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;136:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-5076202258823515129?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/5076202258823515129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=5076202258823515129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/5076202258823515129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/5076202258823515129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-god-always-in-control.html' title='Is God Always in Control?'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-828468818243943412</id><published>2009-07-08T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:36:51.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>After a very hectic period in life, I'm finally back to my blog. Do visit again soon for updates :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-828468818243943412?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/828468818243943412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=828468818243943412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/828468818243943412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/828468818243943412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-1568994145138405242</id><published>2008-04-03T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T01:17:36.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RTC &amp; LDC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R_UPPHHlV8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xehQubq5go4/s1600-h/DSC04885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185067298270304194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R_UPPHHlV8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xehQubq5go4/s200/DSC04885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R_UPPXHlV9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/On7kvY6U-9U/s1600-h/DSC04950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432970.post-1615530203600602763</id><published>2008-02-04T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T00:18:42.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week's parade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R6Xoevju5BI/AAAAAAAAADY/lJ_RRENgUpI/s1600-h/DSC02811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162788162710201362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R6Xoevju5BI/AAAAAAAAADY/lJ_RRENgUpI/s320/DSC02811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R6Xoe_ju5CI/AAAAAAAAADg/Jr4IrWU8o6k/s1600-h/DSC02782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162788167005168674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R6Xoe_ju5CI/AAAAAAAAADg/Jr4IrWU8o6k/s320/DSC02782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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They are taken by handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5Xz0tOoS5I/AAAAAAAAACs/bhKsKGsT3-s/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158297035042474898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5Xz0tOoS5I/AAAAAAAAACs/bhKsKGsT3-s/s320/DSC00548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5Xz2NOoS6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/i4vZbhCNrbU/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158297060812278690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5Xz2NOoS6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/i4vZbhCNrbU/s320/DSC00549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5Xz2dOoS7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/xwoNaAFzOQ0/s1600-h/DSC00554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158297065107246002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5Xz2dOoS7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/xwoNaAFzOQ0/s320/DSC00554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5Xz2tOoS8I/AAAAAAAAADE/wVM_MAtLgIc/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158297069402213314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5Xz2tOoS8I/AAAAAAAAADE/wVM_MAtLgIc/s320/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-2871225790419895340?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://silverzerox.j2k3.com/' title='Lunch with my buddies'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/2871225790419895340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=2871225790419895340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432970.post-6991733553562148011</id><published>2008-01-22T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:44:12.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st parade by BB &amp; GB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5XyotOoS0I/AAAAAAAAACE/aqdiZUqBuC8/s1600-h/DSC02492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158295729372416834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5XyotOoS0I/AAAAAAAAACE/aqdiZUqBuC8/s320/DSC02492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5XyqNOoS1I/AAAAAAAAACM/sY060FbD7oQ/s1600-h/DSC02534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158295755142220626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5XyqNOoS1I/AAAAAAAAACM/sY060FbD7oQ/s320/DSC02534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432970.post-2836789926410386411</id><published>2008-01-19T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T22:58:20.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BB Day &amp; Recruitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5IPytOoSlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQIOid6V14I/s1600-h/DSC02422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157201887101471314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5IPytOoSlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQIOid6V14I/s320/DSC02422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5IPy9OoSmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/saXvTJUiQuA/s1600-h/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157201891396438626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5IPy9OoSmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/saXvTJUiQuA/s320/DSC02417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q8py_v9FQ7s/R5IPytOoSlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DQIOid6V14I/s72-c/DSC02422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432970.post-7572800628133618900</id><published>2008-01-19T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:23:46.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>Haha, today I was inform by my boy that this blog still exist... Well, I'm not going to start blogging... Its not my type la... So I'll only post some pictures once in a while... HEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-7572800628133618900?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/7572800628133618900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=7572800628133618900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/7572800628133618900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/7572800628133618900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-2101736774244493083</id><published>2006-11-28T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:08:16.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Life Afresh</title><content type='html'>It has been a month since I last posted on the blog. I had been busy with my 'O' levels and Youth Camp. I came back from the camp yesterday back was too tired to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Youth Camp was very special to me as it might very well be my last time to go for Youth Camp, to join my friends to go for service to sing priases to the &lt;em&gt;Lord&lt;/em&gt;. At the Youth Camp, I came to realise how drifted apart I am from &lt;em&gt;Jesus&lt;/em&gt; that I was so lost on the first day of the camp. Thank &lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt; that this year Youth Camp theme is Lost, I was able to find my way in &lt;em&gt;Lord&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of the camp, Mr Lim talks about 'what is man', 'where does man come from' and 'what is the purpose of man'. these states the points of Identity, Significant and Purpose (ISP). If you think about it, these are the problems people face when the struggle with religious and belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was very fruitful and was benefitting. Do pray that more people will come to know the &lt;em&gt;Lord&lt;/em&gt; and to be save.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-2101736774244493083?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/2101736774244493083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=2101736774244493083&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/2101736774244493083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/2101736774244493083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/11/starting-life-afresh.html' title='Starting Life Afresh'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28432970.post-466314512635068175</id><published>2006-10-25T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:52:22.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Decisions Come Sacrifices</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh My God! I am not going to be the guitarist for this year Youth Camp anymore. I thought everything will work out just fine in &lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt;'s plan but I was wrong. My parents said that I spend too much time on sports that I am not doing my revision. Now, I have to give up my last chance of being a guitarist in &lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt;'s ministries. When I told them of the rehearsal tomorrow, they begin nagging,"Why aren't you studying" everytime they see me doing other things like checking my e-mail. But I thank &lt;em&gt;God &lt;/em&gt;for my caring parents and I thank &lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt; that I am still able to go for Youth Camp. Hope that the 'O' level examination can end quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of complaining. 'O' level is just around the corner and everyone seems to be falling sick. Pray for good health to be upon each and everyone of us and that we can complete this last lap of secondary school safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really try to keep this &lt;em&gt;Bible&lt;/em&gt; verse in mind : "Consider it pure joy, my brothers whenever you face trials of many kinds because yo know that the testing of your faith develops perserverance. Perserverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-466314512635068175?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/466314512635068175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=466314512635068175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/466314512635068175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/466314512635068175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/10/every-decisions-come-sacrifices.html' title='Every Decisions Come Sacrifices'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-1995234644313827579</id><published>2006-10-18T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:59:24.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4E1 Superstars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Ferza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Ferza.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Farahin%20n%20Nigel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Brian%20n%20Heng%20Kai.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Autograph%20Session.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Autograph%20Session.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Autograph%20Session%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Autograph%20Session%204.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Autograph%20Session%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Autograph%20Session%203.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Autograph%20Session%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Autograph%20Session%202.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Autograph%20Session%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="144" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Autograph%20Session%201.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Guys%20w%20Mdm%20Vani%201.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Guys%20w%20Mdm%20Vani%201.0.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Mdm%20Vani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Mdm%20Vani.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Mdm%20Vani%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Mdm%20Vani%202.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Mdm%20Vani%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Mdm%20Vani%201.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Guys%20w%20Mdm%20Vani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Guys%20w%20Mdm%20Vani.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/4E1%20w%20Mdm%20Vani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/4E1%20w%20Mdm%20Vani.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right guys, I have finish with the uploads. Best of luck for your 'O' levels :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-1995234644313827579?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/1995234644313827579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=1995234644313827579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/1995234644313827579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/1995234644313827579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/10/4e1-superstars.html' title='4E1 Superstars'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-7076047024385785275</id><published>2006-10-17T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:27:14.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"You know that many runners enter a race, and only one of them wins the prize. So run to win!" 1 Conrinthians 9:24 (CEV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/4E1%202006%20(2).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/320/4E1%202006%20%282%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these few months of hardwork, tomorrow is our Graduation Day. We are less than 3 weeks to the 'O' level. Nervous yea. Its time to give everything we got for the last lap of our secondary life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-7076047024385785275?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/7076047024385785275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=7076047024385785275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/7076047024385785275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/7076047024385785275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/10/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-7867858802926270353</id><published>2006-10-15T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T15:19:44.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haze Hazard</title><content type='html'>Haiz, haven't been able to log into blogger. It almost gave me the thought that it might be because of the haze. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Lift%20Stop.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Lift%20Stop.0.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Lift%20Stop%20(Haze).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Lift%20Stop%20%28Haze%29.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/My%20House.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/My%20House.0.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/My%20House%20(Haze).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/My%20House%20%28Haze%29.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Kitchen.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Kitchen.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/Kitchen%20(Haze).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/Kitchen%20%28Haze%29.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 'O' level is coming. 3 more days to Graduation. 4 more days to 'O' level Combined Science Practical. Its nice to hear that we are finally graduating but we still have to go back to school almost everyday for English. Knowing that our time have mostly been 'booked' teachers always complaint of us spending too much time on a particular subjects. Eg. English saying Mathematics, Mathematics saying Chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also the recent outbreak of gastric flu. Not sure how harmful it is but more than HUNDREDS of students had gotten it. Must pray for good health for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-7867858802926270353?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/7867858802926270353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=7867858802926270353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/7867858802926270353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/7867858802926270353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/10/haze-hazard.html' title='Haze Hazard'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-2688538107868525212</id><published>2006-10-09T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:22:14.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'O' Level Is Just Around The Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;'O' level is approaching, but try to relax a bit. Don't overwork yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received A steady stream of refusals. Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer. "Are you a good farm hand?" the farmer asked him. "Well, I can sleep when the wind blows," answered the little man. Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help, hired him. The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore. Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand's sleeping quarters. He shook the little man and yelled, "Get up! A storm is coming! Tie things down before they blow away!" The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, "No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down. Nothing could blow away. The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're prepared, &lt;em&gt;spiritually, mentally, and physically&lt;/em&gt;, you have nothing to fear. Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life? The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he had secured the farm against the storm. We secure ourselves against the storms of life by grounding ourselves in the &lt;em&gt;Word of God&lt;/em&gt;. We don't need to understand, we just need to hold &lt;em&gt;His&lt;/em&gt; hand to have peace in the middle of storms. A friend of mine sent this to me, and I enjoyed it very much. I hope you enjoy your day and you sleep well. &lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt; Bless You :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-2688538107868525212?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/2688538107868525212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=2688538107868525212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/2688538107868525212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/2688538107868525212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/10/o-level-is-just-around-corner.html' title='&apos;O&apos; Level Is Just Around The Corner'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-1398241202717567709</id><published>2006-10-04T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:26:01.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destress.. Haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we had almost 5hrs of Maths lesson. Super tiring. Must prepare for 'O' level, what to do. I decided to change my blog while taking a break from all those studying. I think we should really not neglect those details of our life like excercising, reading the &lt;em&gt;BIBLE, &lt;/em&gt;spending time with family and of course, &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;. Often, we will get so carried away with our studies and homework that we will tend to slowly forget to do all these. Try recalling when is the last time you spend even a few minutes reading the &lt;em&gt;BIBLE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6730/3470/200/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You might not have notice. But many a times, it is these activities in our life that help us to destress. This way, you will find that you will be able to concentrate better. Try it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do pray for wisdom for the Youth Camp committee and &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;'s giving in the number of campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-1398241202717567709?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/1398241202717567709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=1398241202717567709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/1398241202717567709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/1398241202717567709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/10/destress-haha.html' title='Destress.. Haha'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115943755979195612</id><published>2006-09-28T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T21:09:03.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Hesitating???</title><content type='html'>Aiyoyo, Youth Camp '06 registration closing soon yet most of them still cannot make up their mind. Do pray that they will hesitate no more and join us in the fun in Youth Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving some serious thoughts, I have come up with 2 types of people in their participation in different activities. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="235" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/10.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first group of teenagers are people who had since, become very dependent on their friends, including myself. When people ask if you are interested in going for a activities, the first reaction will usually be,"See first", when in actual fact, they wanted to see if their friends are going for it before they make up their minds. Take for example, if this is what the adults are doing, the world's economy will begin to slow down because nobody dares to do anything first before other people does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second group of teenagers are people who needs alot of guarantee before they can make their decisions. This is good that teenagers are cautious in the decision they make so that they will not regret in the future. However, this will become a problem if the amount of assurance they need is too much that nobody can guarantee. For example, a group of friends come together wanting to plan for a overseas trip. Everything had been planned out nicely then a friend gave a question,"Is it safe to go... Will we come back safely?" This will demoralise the moral of the planning committee. The same goes for any camps when the number of participate is way below the expected number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="266" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/17.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all, what I want to say is that, follow your heart. If you want to go, just go. You need not worry about your friends in this 2 groups because eventually, they will join you. Just trust in &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt; on it and go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER : Alone, you can move fast because you can make decision very quickly. In a team, you can move far because all of you will be cautious in every move you all make. Just bear in mind not to be too overly dependent in any of which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up your mind??? Go to the &lt;em&gt;LORD&lt;/em&gt; in prayers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115943755979195612?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115943755979195612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115943755979195612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115943755979195612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115943755979195612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/09/still-hesitating.html' title='Still Hesitating???'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115884955017202414</id><published>2006-09-21T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:39:10.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Hooray, prelims are finally over. Got back my science results today. My physics all very good but my chemistry really need to put in a lot of effort. Tomorrow is E-learning day so need not go to school. Isn't it Co0l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt; that Jonathan and company came back from Cambodia safely. Gone for a week, hope that they will find the trip meaningful. For the BB inter-companies Basketball competition, our company clinched the 1st and 3rd position. They also received the challenge trophy. So happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to go to school or for parade had been a problem to me. Hahas. I always end up not knowing what to do. Take today for example. Knowing that there is no school for us tomorrow, Justin, Anthony, Leroy and I spent almost 4 hours playing badminton. Although it was tiring, I think it was a good way to destress right after exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Youth Camp registration is closing soon (30th September). I only receive 1 consent form so far but I hope and believe that more is to come in the following week. Hope to see all of you in this year Youth Camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115884955017202414?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115884955017202414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115884955017202414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115884955017202414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115884955017202414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115750949137464874</id><published>2006-09-06T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:24:51.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The King &amp; 4 Wives</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her off to neighboring kingdoms. However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also loved his 2nd wife. She was his confident and was always kind, considerate and patient with him. Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her, and she would help him get through the difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom. However, he did not love the first wife. Although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short. He thought of his luxurious life and wondered, "I now have four wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone." Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!", replied the 4th wife, and she walked away without another word. Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad King then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!", replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to remarry!" His heart sank and turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave." Her answer struck him like a bolt of lightning, and the King was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a voice called out: "I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The King looked up, and there was his first wife. She was very skinny as she suffered from malnutrition and neglect. Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, we all have the 4 wives in our lives: Our 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it will leave us when we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, it will all go to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our 1st wife is our Soul . Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world. However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of us that will follow us to the throne of God and continue with us throughout Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day: Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115750949137464874?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115750949137464874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115750949137464874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115750949137464874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115750949137464874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/09/king-4-wives.html' title='The King &amp; 4 Wives'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115744685999443013</id><published>2006-09-05T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:01:00.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marking 3/4 of The Year, 3/4 Mile Parade</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was 3/4 mile parade and we all had lots of fun. Although I went late due to my remedial lesson, I could still feel that I was at the parade all along. We watch the movie, Poseidon at the Ava Room and we were then called out by Mr See to be stations master. Luckily, I brought along my camera and I managed to take quite a number of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/Thaddeus"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/200/Thaddeus%27s%20Grp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/Alvin"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/200/Alvin%27s%20Grp%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/Shannon"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/200/Shannon%27s%20Grp%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/Shermaine"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/200/Shermaine%27s%20Grp%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the race was done, the first 4 teams had another round of games to complete and Thaddeus group came in first. The prize was very attractive and it was a waste that I did not take part or the winner might very well be me. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we had the BBQ. And since Teachers' Day was just the day before, we decided to prepare some token of appreciations and a cake for our mentors, Mr Jonathan, Ken, Dennis and Qiu Song. I believe everyone enjoyed themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see more boys and girls taking part in the BB and GB events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115744685999443013?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115744685999443013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115744685999443013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115744685999443013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115744685999443013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/09/marking-34-of-year-34-mile-parade.html' title='Marking 3/4 of The Year, 3/4 Mile Parade'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115693600516894991</id><published>2006-08-30T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:18:39.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats to All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had been busy preparing for 'O' level prelim that I could not find much time to blog. There are altogether 3 pieces of good news.&lt;br /&gt;BB : Founders Man &amp;amp; Gold Honour Roll Award for the school.&lt;br /&gt;GB : Pioneer Brigadier Brooch.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sulaiman got the President Award for Teachers (PAT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September holidays are coming and so is 3/4 mile parade. Thank GOD that despite the limited number of manpower, the Platoon 20 boys managed to get the parade planned out rather smoothly. This year September holidays might very well be one of the most torturing holidays that I will have because right after it is my Prelim and it will be a benchmark for my 'O' level result. Stress !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115693600516894991?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115693600516894991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115693600516894991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115693600516894991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115693600516894991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/08/congrats-to-all.html' title='Congrats to All'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115617054732106584</id><published>2006-08-21T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T18:50:11.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Correct Objective</title><content type='html'>Today, I heard from Bro Jason that his classmates will be joining the Youth Camp. I was initially happy to hear this, but after some consideration, I am not so sure. Over the years, many Brothers and Sisters had came to know the &lt;em&gt;LORD&lt;/em&gt; but have they sustained. Many a times, I just think of bringing all my friends to the &lt;em&gt;LORD&lt;/em&gt; but now that a Brother is doing the same thing, I begin to wander. We are trying our best to fulfill the &lt;em&gt;Great Commission&lt;/em&gt; but are we doing it with the correct objective. Guess I am not sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt; for today, that I succeeded in convincing my father to allow me to go for Youth Camp and that Anthony will also be going for Youth Camp. Hope to see more Brothers and Sisters coming to know &lt;em&gt;CHRIST&lt;/em&gt; as their personal &lt;em&gt;LORD&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;SAVIOUR&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do feel free to voice your comments to share your views as well as to give me some of your own opinion. &lt;em&gt;GOD BLESS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115617054732106584?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115617054732106584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115617054732106584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115617054732106584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115617054732106584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/08/correct-objective.html' title='The Correct Objective'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115599437838268895</id><published>2006-08-19T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T19:33:23.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading For The Next Phrase Of Life</title><content type='html'>Today is BB Annual Awards Ceremony. At the ceremony, I, together with Benedict, Wei Kian, Jin Jie and Kee Tee received our Founder's Badge. It was indeed a very tiring day but thank &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;, everything went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Singapore Poly (SP) at around 0920, preparing for the inspection and a final rehearsal. Because of a last minute drop out of some cadets, our responsibilities for the ceremony also changed. Benedict and I ended up in the Guard-Of-Honour Contingent (GOH) while the other three went to do '&lt;em&gt;sai kang&lt;/em&gt;' or what Mr Alex Wong say, '&lt;em&gt;important task&lt;/em&gt;'. At first, I was worried that the procedure for the GOH contingent will be very long but thank &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;, it was just doing some stationary drills and then march off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/P1020210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/P1020210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had our lunch and was waiting for further instructions. We gathered at the convention centre, ready to receive our badge. Thankfully, my brigade company is only 13, so I was one of the first 50 founder's man to receive the badge. When the badge was put onto my arm, there was this great sense of acheivement. I am proud to be a founder's man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/P1020211.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the GOH contingent, we waited for the arrival of the Guest-Of-Honour, Mr Gan Kim Yong, Minister of State, Minister of Education and Minister of Manpower. The sun was very bright in the beginning and I saw that a few Founder's man around might soon fall out if the sun continued to shine. Then, it was as though &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt; heard me thinking of this, the sun was all of a sudden blocked and there was wind blowing. Through out the whole thing, no one fall out and I really thank &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt; for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/P1020283.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/P1020283.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/P1020283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We re-enter the convention centre to attend the ceremony for schools award. My school was awards the JM Fraser GOLD Award and I was really glad that the Boys' Brigade in my school has strive hard to maintain its standard and of course, the advancement of &lt;em&gt;CHRIST's Kingdom&lt;/em&gt;. It was too bad that our principle was not able to attend the awards ceremony to receive the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting to go home from SP, Mr Tan received news of the bus picking us up broke down and the other bus will come only 20 minutes after we already waited for 30 mintues. But I believed, this was &lt;em&gt;GOD's Will&lt;/em&gt;. During this period of time, the seniors interacted with the younger cadets and from it, I believed the bonds between us was strengthen and we were able to communicate better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to prepare for the next milestone: 'O' Level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115599437838268895?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115599437838268895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115599437838268895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115599437838268895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115599437838268895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/08/heading-for-next-phrase-of-life.html' title='Heading For The Next Phrase Of Life'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115538582866998166</id><published>2006-08-12T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T20:50:06.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At least, I've tried</title><content type='html'>Today, I received a copy of the Youth Camp '06 consent form from Brother Dennis. I had receive the soft copy form Brother Benedict last Saturday but my printer had no ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/P1010030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/P1010030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I missed last year Youth Camp. The objection of me going to Youth Camp came rather last minute that it was like last than 1 month away from the camp, with the money and consent form submitted long ago. The impact was rather huge to me. I guess I was more of because I was too impatient then that of me being 'officially' part of &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;'s big family. Anyway, now that I had the consent in hand, I just pray that I do not do any 'foolish' actions which will cause me my chance to go for this year Youth Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first Youth Camp, I was brought into the &lt;em&gt;LORD&lt;/em&gt;'s big family by Brother Ken. It really gave me the encouragement that I should also do my part in fulfilling the &lt;em&gt;Great Commission &lt;/em&gt;which is, to make disciple of all people. But firstly, I must try to get my parents approval to go for this year Youth Camp. I know that there are other areas which I can use to spread &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;'s words, I do not want to miss out any opportunities to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like one of the saying: You will never know until you try. I will try to ask my parents for permisson to go. But even if I fail, at least I know that I have try. It is definitely better than sitting around, not doing anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Brothers and Sisters, do pray for me that I will be able to stand firm in &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt; and for all of us to be sensitive to the &lt;em&gt;Holy Spirit&lt;/em&gt; and also, to do our part in the &lt;em&gt;Great Commission&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;God Bless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115538582866998166?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115538582866998166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115538582866998166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115538582866998166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115538582866998166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/08/at-least-ive-tried.html' title='At least, I&apos;ve tried'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115478202128535047</id><published>2006-08-05T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:11:43.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Close Shave</title><content type='html'>Today had been a very tiring day. I have been busy since morning till night. I woke up quite early to do the final touch up on my uniform before bringing it to school to take my E.maths class test. It was really marvelleous of how &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt; had really make things possible. The paper which was suppose to be in 2 hours, I manage to finish it in 1 hour and I still have sufficent time to check the paper which I think&lt;em&gt; GOD&lt;/em&gt; had really help me to better manage my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Benedict and I went to change into our ceremonial dress for today awards ceremony. Thankfully not much effort is needed to book a taxi. As Wei Kian and Jin Jie was leaving the school to look for a cab, a cab came in sight and it was already in the school when Benedict and I were ready. On our journey to Singapore Poly, an accident almost took place.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/63005523-O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/63005523-O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everybody knows that most of the expressway (or all, I am not sure) got four lanes. We were on the third lane and there is this van on the second lane. Not sure what had gotten into the driver's mind or he thinks that he owned the road, he cut into our lane when both vehicles were like side by side to each other. Thank &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;, our driver manage to brake in time or both vehicles would have kiss each other. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally reach SP. I am not sure if it was because I did not eat my lunch and went for the parade. I was feeling unwell when the inspection of the uniform was being carried out. But really want to thank &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;, for the next 5 hours, everything went on smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD will walk with you in everyday of your life. But, in times of crisis. HE will carry you through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115478202128535047?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115478202128535047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115478202128535047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115478202128535047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115478202128535047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-close-shave.html' title='What A Close Shave'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115450968272650402</id><published>2006-08-02T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T17:10:11.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Feeling Well</title><content type='html'>Thanks alot guys for reminding me that blog is a open diary for people to view. I have make the neccessary changes (hope that I did not miss out any. Lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick Sick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday I have not been feeling very well. I had a sore throat and a flu. There seems to be virus spreading around the school. After yesterday after school lesson, a few of my friends also fell ill. Everyone just has to be more conscious of their personal hygenies to prevent others from catching the virus especially those in the graduating classes. &lt;em&gt;Take Care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115450968272650402?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115450968272650402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115450968272650402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115450968272650402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115450968272650402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-feeling-well.html' title='Not Feeling Well'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115435077167459816</id><published>2006-07-31T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T16:57:17.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Do</title><content type='html'>I do not know if it is that I do not understand or is it that I was being narrow-minded. Earlier this month, my class had a remedial at around 0800. However, because&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; class-mate could not make it so the time was push back. At first I did not have any problem with the change of time-slot. The problem occurs today. When the class was inform that this coming Saturday got remedial at the same late time-slot, I told the teacher that Benedict and I got a Founder's Man Award Ceremony rehearsal, the teacher told me to show a document as evident. It makes me think that the teacher did not trust me nor Benedict and I was very, very, very, very annoyed. &lt;em&gt;Haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So, I decide to approach the teacher during recess time to talk about the lesson. During the conversation, I initially wanted to ask if it is possible to push the lesson early for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of us. But come to think of, we must not so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;selfish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as to think of ourselves just because for our 'O' level and I also believe that half the class might also have their remedial. But when I decided to ask the teacher because I noted that majority of the class wanted to have the lesson earlier. However, before I could ask, the teacher once again said that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of our classmates got outside remedial and will be missing the lesson. Then it comes strongly to me that Benedict and I didnt need the lesson at all. &lt;em&gt;Angry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I am sorry that I judged my teacher of being biased. Teachers must have their own difficulties but might not be willing to tell us and that I might have mistaken the teacher in the judgement in continuing to having the lesson at the late time-slot. I remember that I read from a health magazine that humans will be able to better absorb new things learn early in the morning. And the BIBLE also say: &lt;em&gt;Do not judge others for you will be judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I sincerely apologise to my teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115435077167459816?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115435077167459816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115435077167459816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115435077167459816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115435077167459816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-to-do.html' title='What To Do'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115417750297995234</id><published>2006-07-29T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T17:14:43.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of 'I Am More Blessed'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/God%20in%20Heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/God%20in%20Heaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who know me will know that I was banned from going to service. Often, I envy brothers and sisters who can attend service. From this point of view, they are more blessed than me. However, from what I see, they do not seems to know how blessed they are in this sense. They rather stay at home to sleep, play maple game and go out with their spouses. I guess to them, doing all these are consider to be more blessed then going service to worship &lt;em&gt;GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Recently, a brother of mine was also banned from all christian activities by his parents. Before the 'banned' you can see him very active in service and &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;'s ministries and now, all these curfew. I know that through trials, we will grow but it often appears to me that those who are very active in &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt;'s ministries will face more persecutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I just want to say that those who face persecutions can also see themselves as more blessed than others. Think about it, with all these persecutions, it goes to show that GOD is working more active working in your life, trying to bloom you to become a better christian (You are more blessed). With all the persecution that you had faced in life, you will be able to share more of your own testimonies to new christians and also, to fulfill the Great Commision to make disciple of all people (You are more blessed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dear brothers and sisters who are facing persecution, remember to constantly think that you are more blessed than others in many ways and to be faithful to &lt;em&gt;GOD&lt;/em&gt; so that &lt;em&gt;HE&lt;/em&gt; will be able to use you to be a living testimony to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The blessing from GOD is the greatest blessing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115417750297995234?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115417750297995234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115417750297995234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115417750297995234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115417750297995234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/07/thinking-of-i-am-more-blessed.html' title='Thinking of &apos;I Am More Blessed&apos;'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115373437158004212</id><published>2006-07-24T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:20:58.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Leisure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Last Saturday, I went for a game of Laser Quest at Bukit Gombak with the BB and GB. We all had our part of fun and some was even injured. Many of us might have known that the combat zone of Laser Quest is really dark and the only source of light are the luminous painted walls. Unfortunately, there is this particular wall that is completely black and it so happen that a few of them knock into it. The serious case, he hurt his pinky finger and it bleed. For those who are 'better off', they got injured marks on their limbs. Thank GOD that everyone went home safely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I came to know of a very interesting game on Singapore's stock market but with the use of virtual money. Do go and try it, you might never know what you might be working as in future so just make full use of the opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tradershub.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115373437158004212?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115373437158004212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115373437158004212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115373437158004212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115373437158004212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-my-leisure.html' title='In My Leisure'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115321420327738733</id><published>2006-07-18T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T17:46:04.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Lost My Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/Badminton%20Friendly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/Badminton%20Friendly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting indeed. I always tell my friends that when they come upon people who they dislike, try to flee from them or else, pray to GOD. Sad to say, me myself did not manage to achieve what I tell others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this person who I could not get along well since the beginning of last year. But after talking to fellow brothers and sisters, I managed to subdue my hatred and to put GOD as my first in my thoughts. Everything went well so I did not do anything foolish until today. I actually vent my anger and hatred out and almost scolded forbidden words. Thank GOD I did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of my brothers and sisters may know, I had not been able to attend service since last September. This means that I can hardly meet fellow christians face to face. To make matters worse, now that the CCA for me has cease, it makes it harder for me to meet up with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD, after today incident, I was reminded of a Bible verse in the book of James 1:2 '&lt;strong&gt;Consider it pure joy my brothers whenever you face trials of many kinds because you know that the testing of the faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything&lt;/strong&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this Bible verse will be able to benefits others who faces similar situation in life and that others too can give me their comments. Remember, your brothers, sister and GOD will always be there for you. &lt;em&gt;GOD BLESS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115321420327738733?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115321420327738733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115321420327738733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115321420327738733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115321420327738733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-lost-my-cool.html' title='I Lost My Cool'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115277835105898278</id><published>2006-07-13T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T17:48:58.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parable of A Gift of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/I%20see%20God.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/I%20see%20God.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Can I see my baby?" the happy new mother asked. when the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been borned without ears. Time proved that the baby's hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred.When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother's arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He blurted out the tragedy, "A boy, a big boy...called me a freak!" He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favourite with his fellow students. He might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music. "But you might mingle with other young people," his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy's father had a session with the family physician. Could nothing be done? "I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured," the doctor decided. Where upon the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man. Two years went by. Then,"You are going to the hospital, son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But its a secret," said the father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operation was a brilliant success and a new person emerged. His talent blossom into genius and school and college became a series of triumphs. Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. "But I must know!" He urged his father. "Who gave so much for me? I could never do enough for him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not believe you could," said the father, "but the agreement was that you are not to know...not yet." The years kept their profound secret, but the day had come... one of the darkest days that ever pass through a son. Her stood with his father over his mother's casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish-brown hair to reveal... that mother had no outer ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut," he whispered gently, "nobody ever thought mother less beautiful, did they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real beauty lies not in the physical appearance, but in the heart. Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen, but what that cannot be seen. Real love lies not in what is done and known, but in what that is done but not known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dear brothers and sisters, do not keep thinking that you are not love by anybody else other than your families members. You might have a secret admirer or had been love but you are not sensitive enough to sense it. Just a REMINDER. Do not be too attracted into all these love and neglecting GOD's Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115277835105898278?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115277835105898278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115277835105898278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115277835105898278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115277835105898278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/07/parable-of-gift-of-love.html' title='Parable of A Gift of Love'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115228364846376418</id><published>2006-07-07T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:03:21.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/16.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/16.0.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boys' Brigade&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laser Quest (July)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Founders' Man Award Ceremony (August)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Day Community Service (August)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bible Quiz (August)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Day Community Service (August)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excel Fair (July)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'O' MT Listening Comprehension (July)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Racial Harmony Day (July)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Day (August)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'O' Level English Oral (August)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115228364846376418?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115228364846376418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115228364846376418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115228364846376418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115228364846376418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/07/upcoming-events.html' title='Upcoming Events'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115217207134528020</id><published>2006-07-06T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T22:35:33.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parable of The Pencil (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Here is another story about pencil. When USA wanted to send their first astronaut to space, they were trying to come up with a pen which the astronaut can write with (without gravity). At around the same time, the Russia was also preparing to send their astronaut into space and were also troubled by the problem of the astronaut writing materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pen will not work because gravity is needed to push the ink. Finally, after 3 long months, both countries manage to come up with the 'perfect' pen to be use in space. Together, the USA and Russia held a conference to talk about both countries preparation and they talked on the topic about pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud of their new invention which costs more than 3 millons US dollars, they showed the Russia 'The Pen Suitable for Space'. Next, a Russian minister went up the stage and presented their writing material to be use in space, the PENCIL. The Amerians were very taken aback. After a few rounds of demonstration, it is indeed true that the pencil is usable in space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes to show that sometimes the simplest creation is usable in many situation, all that it matters is us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115217207134528020?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115217207134528020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115217207134528020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115217207134528020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115217207134528020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/07/parable-of-pencil-part-2.html' title='The Parable of The Pencil (Part 2)'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-115210679266132579</id><published>2006-07-05T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T22:36:36.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parable of The Pencil (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Once there was a pencil-maker. Before he put the pencils into the box, he would tell the pencils these things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Let the owner hold onto you so that you can be use.&lt;br /&gt;2) Although the sharpening process can be very painful, it will make you to be a better pencil.&lt;br /&gt;3) On everything that you write on, make sure you leave your marks on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After telling the pencils these, he would place them in boxes and have them shipped out. There was one particular pencil that landed on the ownership of a high ranking soldier. The soldier was in a war and he was asked by his general to go fly across the enemy territory to have a map drawn out. However, this troubled the soldier very much. Looking at his table full of pens, he could not decide as to which to be use for this mission. The fountain pen will leak, the pen cannot be erase and another pen easily ran out of ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he decided to bring a pencil with him. The pencil ink can be erase and it can be sharpened when it become blunt. With the help of the soldier's map and of course the pencil, the nation finally defeated its enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us are like the pencil. We need to be nurture in school so that we can do big things in future and even leave our marks on HISTORY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-115210679266132579?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/115210679266132579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=115210679266132579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115210679266132579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/115210679266132579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/07/parable-of-pencil-part-1.html' title='The Parable of The Pencil (Part 1)'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-114829205163648886</id><published>2006-05-22T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T18:00:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/1600/8574175926848l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/3013/320/8574175926848l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was GliderZ first BBQ. I really enjoy the fellowship there with brothers and sisters. If I am not wrong, the last time that I participated in such fellowship is during Christmas(picture). It was rather sad that brother Noppol and Wei Kian cannot make it. And that brother Ken had to go for his army course. Pray for brother Ken that in the mist of his time in the army, he will be able to find time with GOD, brothers and sisters who will be taking their MT 'O' level to stay healthy and to be well-prepared for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the months that I was kept away from service, it was sort of a relieve to me that my parents allow me attend this fellowship. It is good to see that brother Justin is becoming active in GliderZ. GliderZ will be screening the movie of the month next Sunday at 589A. Do vote at GliderZ website of the movie of your choice. Yesterday, it is also the announcement of the new chairman of GliderZ. As brother Caleb will be enlisted soon, brother Thaddeus has been choosen as the second chairman of GliderZ. Pray that GOD will help brother Thaddeus in the running of GliderZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-114829205163648886?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/114829205163648886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=114829205163648886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/114829205163648886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/114829205163648886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-was-gliderz-first-bbq.html' title=''/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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-28432970.post-114812689002262126</id><published>2006-05-20T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T20:08:10.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my first post for this new blog that I just created. Today had been a really unsual day. Its the first time that I meet with Kang Wei and to share of our lives after accepting CHRIST. Hearing the similarities we had of our persecution, it is really comforting to have someone who had been through what I am going through. With this new phrase of my life, it really give me the push of holding on to the faith in GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I stopped going to service due to parents disapproval, I was always lost in thoughts of how am I going to remain faithful to GOD. I also feel disappointed when fellow brothers who can attend service did not go just because they cannot wake up. People who do not know of my situation will say that I am not being a good christian but I have since got used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard of a sharing from brother Nick of brothers and sisters in other countries. On his visit to Australia, he attend a service with 11 other christians. People in Europe are very fortunate to be able to be save by GOD without going through any problems in religious. Thus, they take things likely and only attend service if they face problems in life that they cannot solve. In China, because the christians face great persecutions, they will constantly remind themselves to have faith in GOD. Therefore, they will be committed to GOD's ministries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do pray for me that I will remain faithful to GOD and I do wish that fellow brothers and sisters out there will continue to be actively involve in GOD's ministries if they got the opportunities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28432970-114812689002262126?l=little-christ.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/feeds/114812689002262126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28432970&amp;postID=114812689002262126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/114812689002262126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28432970/posts/default/114812689002262126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-christ.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-my-first-post-for-this-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08575893475787826022</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>
