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weekdays r almost over & so r my doubts
So.. there was this sermon on obedience, a few weeks back. which happened to be on obedience: "Five Questions about Obedience"* Do I have faith without deeds? James 2:26
* Is my life marked by deeds done in humility? James 3:13
* Do I know what I should do but do not do it? James 4:17
* Am I in danger of wandering from the truth? James 5:19-20
was pondering about it... n emo'd about how it seems impossible, especially when the pastor said "Are you treading carefully? or Obedient to God?". It all seems too far to be true, and rather impossible to live up to that and work it all into my life. Started to make me think... maybe God just wants us to think that he is great, and we weaklings just worship him and trust in him, then who knows what.. we'll arrive in heaven... or living such a life, might as well be christian worker and... it'll be so much easier to fulfill all these deeds. It always seems so easy to say sometimes "Trust in God", yet when it comes to practice... I wonder how many people can actually do it, and furthermore... how many people will really go to heaven, if they cannot even trust God on a daily basis. Are we still doubtful of what God has prepared for us tml? who will take care of u? where will you get the money to live?
Labels: life
music to life 2
Wanted to write something abt QT (got abt 1/4 way), but... din't feel it was so relevant to where i am right now. Would be just a lie to blog what i din't feel and won't plan on doing so... maybe a while l8r... sometimes living to be a true christian seems impossible... is impossible...StereoPony - Namida no Mukou
Translation:
She makes someone sad,
even if she doesn’t laugh…
that type of girl
was dejected,
and cried into the night.
I cling on as it gets cold…
but I’m freezing
and falling into reality…
were there’s no shelter.
“Living is to fight” somehow,
that reason
closed up
My Heart…My Story…
I can see beyond my tears,
I’m shining.
One day we’ll meet,
so for our sake,
I’ll wait for the dawn…
She makes someone sad,
even if she doesn’t laugh…
that type of girl
was dejected…
Your Story.
We continued to bathe the moon light
and we sat down.
The light in the city of rain
seems like it will light our way.
It’s okay if you live on,
that alone,
no matter the reason,
I’m fine with just that.
My Heart, My Story.
I can see beyond our tears,
we’re shining.
In the small window,
the blue sky is reflected,
just like back then.
Ah, Ah, but I can’t fly
like a bird can…
We can’t unreasonably laugh,
but continuing like this is fine,
we just have to continue to believe.
We can see beyond our tears,
we’re shining.
If we evade the darkness,
that sky will surely
change into a prismatic sky.
When we made someone sad,
we felt the pain,
in order to not forget that,
we gently closed our eyes,
and cried.
This is why you're fat.
Found this site on the net... Thisiswhyyourefat.com totally awesome. =D picked out a few, really feel like eating some of these..
The Double Bacon Hamburger Fatty Melt
Three bacon-stuffed grilled cheese sandwichs for buns, cheese, bacon and two four-ounce beefs patties.
Sloppy Joe On A Krispy Kreme
The Bacon Explosion
Two pounds of bacon woven through and around two pounds of sausage and slathered in barbecue sauce
The Gastronomic Surprise Maxi Rainbow 24 Scoop Ice Cream Sundae
Labels: food
Just when day 1 seemed to gleem with hope..
2nd day of uni... PHD Lecturer: "Here is your first two projects, have fun!"
me: *stare...... "great!" (=__ =||)
Labels: life
Michelangelo’s David
One of the finest works of art the western world has ever produced, Michelangelo’s David is an undisputed masterpiece of sculpture (censored due to blooger possible restrictions). However, to the Vippers he seemed a little plain, and in need of a makeover; you can see their valiant efforts to give him a more stylish look below:
these are some of which i tot were pretty awesome, haha =]
Labels: design
music to life
Translation Orange
On the nights I can’t sleep,
I sigh alone.
How is everyone?
I feel a little lonely.
I guess it’s not like myself.
I stop laughing;
I just don’t know
My true self.
Within the vast world, a single seed
Extended its roots
And put out a fruit that was still unripe.
The fruit that I wish would
Turn orange soon
Is bathed in your light.
The ideals and dreams just swell -
Hey, feel it.
Today, I tried
Eating an orange,
But it was so sour I cried.
I couldn’t leave it behind like I’ve been,
So I ate it all.
I like it… I’m crying.
I like it… I like it.
They’re similar, yet different -
Mandarins, oranges;
Friends, lovers -
As are the hearts of two people.
I didn’t want to be hurt,
So I was running away.
Then, even the light
Doesn’t shine for me.
They’re miracles, aren’t they?
Meetings and love,
Seeds and buds,
And even the fruits that are still unripe.
The orange color
Let me remember
The sunset I saw that day.
Our two shadows
Seemed like they were holding hands.
I wonder if the oranges
Will sweeten someday.
Or will they wither away?
I didn’t want to know my future,
And I ate it all.
Sour…
I love it, but I’m crying.
I love it, so I’m crying.
The fruit that I wish would
Turn orange soon
Is bathed in your light.
The ideals and dreams just swell
Hey, feel it.
Today, I tried
Eating an orange,
But again, it was so sour I cried.
I couldn’t leave it behind like I’ve been,
So I ate it all. I love it…
I’m crying… I love it…
I love it…
I love it… It’s sour…
I’m crying… I love it.
luck? or lucky? Blessed
Well.. yes, i can't sleep but more importantly, I've been pondering over the word "luck(y)", well... someone told me not to use it always, as though something else apart from God was causing the event, like not trusting that God isn't in control. In which i replied:After giving it a some thought, I was kind of disgusted of my reply. To think that it doesn't seem to match the sentence, sort of actually means that i feel that "luck(y)" FITS my conversation, my daily life, my way of thinking. Shouldn't I be using suitable words as servants of God? for words that we speak and actions we use in our daily life, reflect upon our walk with God and also the image of Christianity. Furthermore, I was wondering why some people seem to be so blessed, for I have seen the grace of God upon them, the gifts and blessings of the true servants in Christ. Maybe they are doing something else that I'm doing different? or wrong?
Perhaps i should further strive to be a better servant of God. "But by the grace of God I am what I am: and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain; but I laboured more abundantly than they all: yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me." (1 Corinthians 15:10) That whatever grace of God has blessed upon me, I has use and not just laze around in my own "self-pleas(ing/ed)" world. I pray in hope that God's grace shall be upon me and that he'll preserve me, furthermore that i'll consistently acknowledge the fact that he is the one blessing us in our daily lives.
Labels: life
22 Year Old Loli Impersonator
was kinda amazed with this impersonator... 22 years old?!
SNP Reunion dinner
Back tracking a couple of days... I was invited to a reunion dinner for all who have left the YCG or SNP. 
Think Ranald did it, as Ben said "...maybe tats y its so chocolaty". haha, but yeah its a nice card, love the font (wonder wad is it called). Its kinda nice to meet with the people that we haven't seen for quite a long period of time, not to mention the food was great, there was even lou hei (with salmon!).
Yeah our table was very neat, cuz got all the lao jiao, hahaha. Think our table took alot of the food, and left it at our table for grabs. mmm~ the spaghetti mixed with the meat sauce of the other dish, was really nice... too bad i don't have any photos of it.
Later on there was a slide show of all the old photos, and a photo session... which was pretty crazily messy.. haha. fun =p
Surprised... Loved... Awkward!
Today was INTERESTING... came to the airport to see some wonderful friends to see me off at such a horrible time(test of friendship). There was... Ivy, Kenneth, Peng S., Porter, Ranald, Romans.
of whom i'll remember very much. =D They gave me book, which i shall sort into my daily devotion, together with letters and messages. I haven't cried or anything, maybe cause I was having a fun time reading some of the words, or roman's trademarked Englandish. But.. maybe some time down the road, i might read it again, we'll see wad happens... haha ^^ oh yeah, and Peng Siang's cutesy love memo to me (can you imagine Peng writing on a cute note? his seriousness totally contradicts the memo picture), but never the less his msg is always good & i will look forward for your next lecture!
SO... we went to some sort of kopi tiam, modernized version to eat my last kaya bread for the next dunno 10-11 months. As we drank strange looking tehs, all seem to be of different colours for some strange reason. So... yabah yabah.. talk talk... then.. awkward... haha.. kk, better not say anymore, else ppl will kill me.
Labels: life
Bid farewell to Singapore
*note* wanted to talk about the SNP reunion dinner, but lacking equipment & want to have a nice post about it, so it has to wait.
*note 2* Kenneth, Dun forget God's commandment, else i'll have to call you and remind you!
*note 3* I still have not eaten Ikea's Meatball Spaghetti, so if u think its good & plan on going to eat it, Bring me along (i'll do my best to wake up for it).
*note 4* thank Ting-a-ling, was fun to hang out again, wanted to hang out a while more tat day, but was really tired from the pass few days of madness. All the best for ur future, will always enjoy hanging out wif ya. =D
*note 5* -mental note-
I delicate this short song to everyone who i will miss (its in jap, but hope you all will still find it nice);
Trust You (TV Version) - Yuna Itou
Lyrics (translated):
So that the flowers can tremble and dance in the wind
So that the rain can wet the ground
This world is growing closer
Even though we’re alive
Why do people hurt each other?
Why do we part just to meet again?
Even though you’re still far away
You’re always in the center of my heart
I’m still filled with your tender, smiling face
The pieces of you that I want to embrace
Still pain me
Because we’re tied together
I believe
That we’ll meet again
waiting for your love
I love you I trust you
I want to take away your loneliness more than anything
I love you I trust you
Whether in light or darkness
If we were together, I trust we can meet again
I won’t let go of you again
Labels: life
