<?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-2677405120562346315</id><updated>2011-10-27T06:04:20.118-07:00</updated><category term='future'/><category term='accidents'/><category term='boss'/><category term='stress'/><category term='client'/><category term='caroling'/><category term='God'/><category term='Hepatits'/><category term='song'/><category term='SIA'/><category term='giving'/><category term='urgent call'/><category term='pray'/><category term='phone'/><category term='calling'/><category term='ready'/><category term='amazing'/><category term='glory'/><category term='Eric Teo'/><category term='serve'/><category term='blind'/><category term='food'/><category term='husband'/><category term='SIA Concert'/><category term='devotion'/><category term='project'/><category term='Hepatitis B'/><category term='love'/><category term='unity'/><title type='text'>Towards Eternity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6304962275016158480</id><published>2010-06-16T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:15:39.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE LIFE- Beautify mommy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night i get to help my mom to colored her hair. She was actually doing herself at first, then she can't reach the back part, so she asked me to help her. When she ask for help, i was actually getting ready to go out with my sister so i told her i can't help her much. Not long after that, the plan was cancelled so i get to help my mom after all. She don't really like the color, she thinks the brown is too light, she prefer dark brown but at the end she's ok with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to say, sometimes, we don't see this little things that we do is something.Or we refuse to do things like that because of our own agenda that actually is not that important. This little coloring hair for my mom is perhaps something quite fun and because it's only between mom and i, it brings us closer to each other, it makes us talk more and spend more personal time with each other. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Little things matters because it brings deeper relationship. Love life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6304962275016158480?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6304962275016158480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6304962275016158480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6304962275016158480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6304962275016158480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-life-beautify-mommy.html' title='LOVE LIFE- Beautify mommy~'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4839131391079185506</id><published>2010-06-11T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T18:29:26.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode'; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;So last night i decided to bring a shopaholic to, shopping! Almost everyday he ask to go shopping and everyone just so busy, have no time to go shopping with him. So we went to a few places and we go for a drink in mamak. He really enjoy himself and my mom and myself too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here’s a picture of the shopaholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3vnsbHmWP1qanl6d.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeap, he’s the one, my nephew. He really love shopping, but not the buying part of cuase. A happy he was last night. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bring joy to others today in any ways~ =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4839131391079185506?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4839131391079185506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4839131391079185506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4839131391079185506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4839131391079185506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/06/shopping-love.html' title='Shopping love!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7868996436092554108</id><published>2010-06-09T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:24:48.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started to say thank you to all the wonderful people that serve us no matter in restaurant or anywhere else. Especially towards the wonderful parking ticket counter people. For all this while when i say thank you, they will ignore me and never had they actually return with a "you're welcome" Recently changes happens! When i said thank you towards these people in places that i often go, they return by saying "You're welcome" with a smile on their face! woohoo! That was so nice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, when you choose to show kindness towards others. It's like blessing the nation with showing others your kindness, telling others that there's such a kind person still, a person with love still on this earth. The world is not that hard after all. When they return my thank you, i felt that this nation is changing after all. Felt like God is blessing this nation and this wonderful people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bless the nation by showing an act of kindness and love towards people around you. Create a fruitful nation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jesus replied: "Love the Lord God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind." This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it:Love your neighbor as yourself. -Matthew 22:37-39&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7868996436092554108?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7868996436092554108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7868996436092554108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7868996436092554108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7868996436092554108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you-love.html' title='Thank you love!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-405442262501471889</id><published>2010-06-08T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:55:01.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chores of LOVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Last night I brought some biscuit for my sister’s mother in law. When i arrive their place, my sister just got back from her meeting, it was already 9 something at night. She took her shower and have her dinner, i join her for some great dessert by her mom in law. After enjoying ourself, i help her in with some chores so that she can actually take some rest and spend some time with her kids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;As simple as a chore will make a different in other’s life. You will always be a blessing to someone when you help them in their chores! =] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Little things, big heart! LOVE! =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-405442262501471889?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/405442262501471889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=405442262501471889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/405442262501471889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/405442262501471889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/06/chores-of-love.html' title='Chores of LOVE!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7417719242701410867</id><published>2010-06-03T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:15:02.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love through MSN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;                   &lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3gu2twU8C1qanl6d.gif" _mce_src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3gu2twU8C1qanl6d.gif" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank thank God for MSN and all this wonderful ways you can keep in touch with friends all around the world! A friend of mine had a date with me on MSN she said she wanted to share something with me. She was actually making a really important decision in life. So she shared with me what's her and her partner's struggles, and i get to share with her some stuff that i think will help both of them. So of my testimony and experience. The most important, show them my support. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to say, i'm truly blessed the fact that she tells me all that and that she even called me up the next day to tell me how God have answered her prayer. God You're AWESOME! Amazing. Love. I get an opportunity to pray for her and her partner, she cried out to God while i prayed. Seriously, i'm humbled. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone today might need your love and encouragement or even just an ear to listen. Chat =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7417719242701410867?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7417719242701410867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7417719242701410867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7417719242701410867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7417719242701410867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-through-msn.html' title='Love through MSN!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-9026685408268577077</id><published>2010-06-01T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:15:17.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Cart Care!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode'; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last night i went to Servay with my mom and nephew Daniel. Like most of the hypermarket, you need to insert a coin in order to get a cart. Just when i’m done with looking for a cart that fits in my coin, comes a lady with her lil girl on hand and also an older women. I overheard their conversation as if they’re looking for something and can’t get the right cart. I continue walk in to Servay, while i walk i was thinking what actually are they looking for. Then, it comes to me that lady was actually looking for a cart with a baby seat (98% of the cart here don’t actually comes with this baby sitting place, i have no idea why). Well, i was one of the special one that get a cart with this baby seat. So i was thinking to change mine with hers. Then my mom wanted to go up to the first floor, i stayed back and waited for that lady to come in. I was asking God to help me recognize this lady. Then, she came in, I knew it was her because of the lil girl actually. She was having this stressful look on her face. I was actually thinking of stepping back because of her stressful look, but i end up going forward! Dang! that was something really by faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went up to her and offer her my cart, I think she thinks that i’m a salesman or something, she have this anger look on her face and ask “why!” (with an anger tone that is and in Malay) So i went on explain to her that i wanted to offer her my cart because there’s a baby seat on my cart, and so that she can have her lil girl sit down comfortably. Then, comes a smile on her face and said “oh, it’s okey”. Then i went off with a tap on her shoulder with a smile on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;That was something i would never do. Even tho she rejected, but you know what? I felt so release when she smile. I have to say, the most precious thing that night was seeing her stressful face turns to a smile. Maybe, she went off thinking that i’m weird  or crazy, but at least there’s someone that she do not even know that cares for her. Honestly, this is my first time of having to experience this. I’m thankful to be use to show some love and care. I do pray that the Lord will have His will be done upon this lady and her family. I pray that God will show more of His love towards this lady. God really do love her real much, i felt that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;You might get rejected while you show an act of kindness and love towards someone, do not worry, trust God because He will do the rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, offer someone your shopping cart today? Bring a smile to someone today. Have a blessed day people. =]  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;                         &lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l3di9qLJBy1qanl6d.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nope, thats not the lil girl. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-9026685408268577077?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/9026685408268577077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=9026685408268577077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/9026685408268577077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/9026685408268577077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/06/shopping-cart-care.html' title='Shopping Cart Care!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-3930807085268544745</id><published>2010-05-29T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:18:15.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love through prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/TAHmrN9_teI/AAAAAAAAAO0/_CoeNEIT3YU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/TAHmrN9_teI/AAAAAAAAAO0/_CoeNEIT3YU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476912252017685986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode'; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday after Praise Kids, i was suppose to rush home and get some work done, i ended up staying for about an hour! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I felt that i need to pray for some people individually so i end up praying for the worship team members individually. Got to check out how are they doing and hear from them their ups and down is just so wonderful, top up with a prayer is just the best time i’ve ever had. I felt the love between myself and every single one of them personally. It’s just so fun to get one step closer with the people that i always work with, to be able to know them even more. After praying for all of them, my buddy, Selwyn offered to pray for me. He said “i felt that God wants me to pray for you.” I was like, thats great!! I really did not expect that anyone of them will in return pray for me. I didn’t expect for a return. It turns out, that prayer was just what i needed at this moment of life. Thanks Selwyn! =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;After praying for the team, i get to chat with the maid who work for the church, kakak Martina. Turns out that today is her last day of working in our church. She shared with me how is she doing, her son, and some of her struggles. She shared how have God helped her and how her son help her in her spiritual grow, she praise the Lord. I thank her for her service for all this while, how she have been so wonderful to us, helping us so much, sometimes i think she’s doing more than what she’s suppose to because she love us. Sweet! =] I had the privilege to pray for her! in Malay! It was not easy as i had only prayed in Malay for twice in my life? and yesterday was praying for some deep stuff! I was using the most simple words, the best that i can, the most simple of all and the rest i was just letting the Holy Spirit to do His thing. When i open my eyes after praying, i saw tears in her eyes. I really didn’t expect that, the Holy Spirit was moving so strong, it’s all Him, not i. Thank You Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Offer to pray for someone today, it will bring so much love to others and yourself too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;1Timothy 2:1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I urge you, first of all, to pray for all people. Ask God to help them; intercede on their behalf, and give thanks for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-3930807085268544745?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/3930807085268544745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=3930807085268544745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3930807085268544745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3930807085268544745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-through-prayers.html' title='Love through prayers'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/TAHmrN9_teI/AAAAAAAAAO0/_CoeNEIT3YU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4222522772799098376</id><published>2010-05-28T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T18:46:05.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bread with love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div class="body" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode'; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday morning my mom, nephew, 2 of my friend and i went for a jog in a nearby park. After jogging my friend and i join my mom and nephew at the fish pond. We brought some bread to feed the fish. When i arrive where they were,there was a few other kids who was standing there looking at the fish so we spare them some of the bread to give to the fishes and turtles too! The kids really enjoy themselves. We made some great friend that morning only through bread. Everyone had good fun and laughter that morning. Thank You Lord! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here’s some pictures=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l35qyhzHRo1qanl6d.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kids looking for the fishes and turtles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l35r0e2AGB1qanl6d.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l35r1vdwZX1qanl6d.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the star of the day….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l35r37BUgp1qanl6d.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sharing is always fun! So, share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4222522772799098376?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4222522772799098376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4222522772799098376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4222522772799098376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4222522772799098376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/05/bread-with-love.html' title='bread with love!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1658169465406078251</id><published>2010-05-28T18:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T18:44:43.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love delivery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div class="body" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode'; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/USER/My%20Documents/Image0738.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l35pr7MKvk1qanl6d.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;On Thursday night I wrote some feedback and something that I think will encourage my youth leader who just started to join us about a month ago. I really felt that he needs people to support him so I wrote down what I receive 2 weeks back and some encouragement to him. After writing and have my friend print it out for me, we sent it to his house. On top of that, I brought a strawberry ‘Rocky’ for her cute little daughter. He was surprise to see us, all I hope is that that simple letter will bring him encouragement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;All of us need encouragement now and then, our lead too. Show some love towards your leaders to encourage them. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;And here’s the cute girl! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l35punidd51qanl6d.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; max-width: 100%; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Photograph courtesy of Apple Huang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1658169465406078251?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1658169465406078251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1658169465406078251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1658169465406078251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1658169465406078251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-delivery.html' title='love delivery!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4760336939222518200</id><published>2010-05-26T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:07:47.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Life through instant oat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode'; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today I went to buy some Instant Organic Oats for my neighbor, a 79 year old uncle and his wife, 82. He was actually feeling bad because a young girl would spend her money on them. But he was really thankful. After receiving, he started to share about how he was struggling to help his wife around. Auntie started to have problem with walking and her eyes can’t really see since 4 years ago, things have never been better since then. Just 2nights ago, uncle have to bring her to emergency because she wasn’t feeling well. That is why uncle need extra strength at this hour to take care of his wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;After sharing of his struggles, i offer to pray for him and he said yes! So i hold his hand and prayed. It was such a moment. Never had i actually do that before and there i was holding his hand and pray. God is good. After praying he continue to share how he knows all this is God’s plan and how he can only do his best for his wife and everything around the house. I am truly touch. Even tho things is not looking good, he struggled, yet he never complain but thank God and trusting that God is always good. He never blame anyone of blame God, he understand that in the very beginning, God created us all equally, no more, no less, “this is life” he said, “all we need to do is live life” he continue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am truly blessed by his sharing, what he is doing for his wife and also doing everything else. How he is so strong and holding on to God. He was truly blessed by the kindness that i show towards both of them. Honestly, i’m the blessed one. Uncle is such a wise man, everything he said can really makes me think and strengthen my faith. Such a blessed moment. May His will be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bless your neighbor with some kindness, who knows, you’re the blessed one. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Deuteronomy 16:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Every man shall give as he is able, according to the blessing of the LORD your God which He has given you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4760336939222518200?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4760336939222518200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4760336939222518200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4760336939222518200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4760336939222518200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-life-through-instant-oat.html' title='Love Life through instant oat!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4172798710809745441</id><published>2010-05-10T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:31:31.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More than expected</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;t’s amazing how God use you when you’re open for Him to use you for His great plan. Reach out. So often we’re being told to reach out, the Great Commission says that we are to GO and MAKE disciples, BAPTIZING them in the name of Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and TEACHING them everything I have commanded you. (Matthew 28:19-20) And He promise that He will always be with us till the very end of age (Vr.20).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Last cell group, thats exactly what we learn. I remember telling God that i am ready for Him to do His thing through me to the fullness. After saying that, the rest is to expect from God and be ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;God is just so awesome. Even with expectation i place on Him, what He did is always, always beyond my expectation. That’s so Him. Last week, i was asking God to show me if there’s anything i can do more then what i’m doing now. As always, patience is always good. He wants to test my patience. Next thing i know, it’s ‘on the move’ time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Last Friday night, i get to hang out with my sister and 3 of her friends. We went to KBOX, then went for a drink. This is my first time ever to hang out with my sister’s friend and get to hang out with them is just such fun. I get to know them more and i get to go one step closer to my sister too. It might just be going for fun, but for me, there’s more than that. Being able to be part of their life, the honor is mine. Saturday night, I was suppose to go for Eklektos but my mom told me that we’re having family dinner at my gramma’s place, my heart was so much in EC but i will just obey and go for my family dinner. Well, again, beyond my expectation. My aunt bring along her guitar and some great worship songs, we worship the Lord before we went home, if you do not know, not all of my family members is Christian. I sense the presence of the Holy Spirit so strong at that place, I was so much in peace as we praise and worship the Lord, even better, one of my sis’s friend that i hang out on Friday night came over just at the right time. The Lord is IN THE MOVE! Sunday, I spent almost the whole day with my sister, preparing a surprise party for our mom with our cousins.Felt so great to be part of the action in preparing and capable in playing a part in providing financially.Dinner went great, great and great! full of love and joy surround the restaurant which the owner is also our cousin. After dinner, went to my sis’s place and help her prepare some extraordinary taste chocolate for her friend’s wedding today. The chocolate making ends 1am. Exhausted but truly blessed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;I have to admit that i was quite exhausted, but at the same time i am the most blessed person on earth! for God truly have use me to the fullness! Truly blessed. Never have i expected that i will be able to get involve in the life of these friends of my sister, and now, we’re friends too. They’re so open and very very wonderful people, i am really looking forward to hang out with them again, as long as no alcohol is involve=]. Getting one step closer to my cousins is again another blessing to me. I always tot that i will never get to hang out with my sister, her friend and also my cousins like that, because of the age gap, but God, He is just so amazing, He is the reason for all this is happening, He is just simply awesome! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You know, all i did was just to enjoy my life, enjoy people around me, enjoy being love and to love. Enjoy His wonderful presence, and, God just use all that to reach out. For me, this is a chapter of reaching out towards others. =] Is not that hard after all.This is just the beginning and may God do the rest. Not I. Thank You Lord. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;God i ask that You use us to the fullness, may Your Kingdom come and Your Will be done. Amen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Blessings and love, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4172798710809745441?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4172798710809745441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4172798710809745441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4172798710809745441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4172798710809745441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-than-expected.html' title='More than expected'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-2798849457163573908</id><published>2010-01-07T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:43:35.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian church fire-bombed ahead of muslim protests</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KUALA LUMPUR — A church in Malaysia has been fire-bombed in an attack that gutted its ground floor, church officials said Friday, escalating a dispute over the use of the word "Allah" by non-Muslims.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A fire department official said all stations were on alert for more blazes at religious buildings, ahead of planned nationwide protests Friday by Muslim groups angry over the use of the word as a translation for "God" by Christians.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The three-storey Metro Tabernacle church in suburban Kuala Lumpur, part of the Assemblies of God movement, was set ablaze in the attack which took place around midnight, said church leader Peter Yeow, 62.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Witnesses saw four people smash the glass and throw incendiaries into the church building. They came on two motorcycles," he told AFP at the scene as fire department forensic officers picked through the wreckage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There were no casualties in the attack on the church, which occupies the corner lot of a row of shop houses and which Yeow said draws some 1,500 people weekly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The fire destroyed the administrative part of the church. We do not know if the prayer hall on the third floor suffered any damage," he said, warning all other churches to "double their guard" against any attacks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anuar Harun, who headed the fire department operation, said that forensic experts were working with the police and a canine unit to probe the blaze.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We are investigating the cause of fire. We cannot provide any more details. It is a sensitive issue," he said when asked if it was a case of arson.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We have asked all our fire stations to be on alert for such fires on religious premises," he told AFP.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The High Court last week ruled in favour of the Catholic "Herald" newspaper which has used "Allah" as a translation for "God" in its Malay-language section. The government has said the word should be used only by Muslims.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The ruling was suspended on Wednesday pending an appeal, after the government argued the decision could cause racial conflict in multicultural Malaysia, where Muslim Malays make up 60 percent of the population.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The security guard at the Metro Tabernacle church, 65-year-old V. Mariappan, said he had just walked away from the main entrance of the building to use the bathroom when the building erupted in flames.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When I came back, there was a huge fire inside the church building. There was a few loud explosions like bombs exploding," he said, adding he saw two motorcycle helmets lying on the road in flames.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Herald's editor Father Lawrence Andrew has warned of a campaign of intimidation including hacker attacks against the weekly's website, protest plans and widespread criticism in the media over last week's ruling.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We believe these actions (are designed) to create a climate of fear and a perceived threat to national security so as to pressure the court in reversing its decision," he said this week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Religion and language are sensitive issues in multiracial Malaysia, which experienced deadly race riots in 1969.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The row over the use of "Allah" is among a string of religious disputes that have erupted in recent years, straining relations between Malays and minority ethnic Chinese and Indians who fear the country is being "Islamised."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malaysia's population includes indigenous tribes as well as the large ethnic Chinese and Indian communities -- practising Buddhism, Christianity and Hinduism, among others.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More than half of Malaysia's Catholics are from indigenous groups, most of whom live on the Borneo island states and who mainly speak Malay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I urge you to pray. We need to pray. No one knows what will come next and it is not for us to judge. At this moment i am reminded that we shall pray for each other, the Christians in Malaysia that we will not go against them but persevere.  Let's wait upon the Lord. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Romans 12:21- Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;May God show us His way at this very moment, give us wisdom Lord. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;We should always remember The Greatest Commandment. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matthew 22: 37-39&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus replied: "Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let's not forget God's commandment on us. Let's pray. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-2798849457163573908?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/2798849457163573908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=2798849457163573908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2798849457163573908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2798849457163573908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2010/01/malaysian-church-fire-bombed-ahead-of.html' title='Malaysian church fire-bombed ahead of muslim protests'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-3654901325887286577</id><published>2009-12-22T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:41:30.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caroling'/><title type='text'>Memories that change life</title><content type='html'>Last night we had a family dinner at gramma's place, i went early to help out. I sat on the dining table to prepare the food together with my dad and my aunt, with my gramma sitting at her chair. My gramma starts talking about the Eklektos went to her house for caroling. She was quite specific, she starts to ask me who is this who is that, she remembers what color of shirt they wore, and their pretty little head. I was surprise to know that she remembers all that and she keep on talking about it. At that point i knew it she really enjoy having them over and she is truly blessed. At that time all her mind is thinking about that day, i know she really enjoy having so many young people in her house, she felt so warm and perhaps treasured. &lt;p&gt;I love my gramma. She gave everything that she is to her children and everyone. She use to always cook amazing food, always bless us, always. Now she just can't do that much anymore. When she tried to help, she will get scolded. Some people just pay no respond at all towards her. They thinks she's a burden. Worst when these people are family members and close ones. Hmm. That is why i think she enjoy so much to have the Eklektos around for caroling and there's so many of you that go and talk to her, shake her hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just wanna say a huge thank you to Eklektos for making all this caroling visitation possible. What you guys did was truly a blessing and it brings memories that change life. Please do continue doing this because you never know, you might save someone's life. Your prayers in different language is such powerful. Hakka is a language where everyone in my family can understand and you have people who knows how to pray in Hakka=] Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord. Thank you Eklektos. I'm gonna take one of your group photo and give it to my gramma, i hope that's ok with you guys. May God continue to use you guys as a blessing towards people all around this world in different ways. Merry Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SzFK1m8v66I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SDp2nzPy3TU/s1600-h/15157_236146166604_728936604_4806805_5257775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SzFK1m8v66I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SDp2nzPy3TU/s320/15157_236146166604_728936604_4806805_5257775_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418194111552285602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-3654901325887286577?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/3654901325887286577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=3654901325887286577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3654901325887286577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3654901325887286577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/12/memories-that-change-life.html' title='Memories that change life'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SzFK1m8v66I/AAAAAAAAAOo/SDp2nzPy3TU/s72-c/15157_236146166604_728936604_4806805_5257775_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-5854274798503731704</id><published>2009-11-26T18:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:19:29.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Like Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So we are to be more like Jesus ya? but what actually are we suppose to be? I know we all heard this, we are to be more like Jesus. But what more like Jesus??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's see, He preach and He teach, He seek for his disciples and disciple them , heals the sick raise the death,give to the needy, oh and He pray, He fast, casting out demons, He heals the blind, He did all this miracles like walking on the water and all this and last He sacrifices Himself for our sins. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;John 14: 12 - I tell you the truth, anyone who has faith in me will do what I have been doing.He will do even greater things than these,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes this is Jesus Himself who said this, anyone who has faith in Him will do what He have been doing! and even greater things some more! So we're suppose to do the things that He have been doing and even greater stuff? We should share the good news, disciple,give, PRAY, and fasting. Heal the sick, raise the death, casting out demons and all this miracles! and look! Jesus said we will do even greater things! WOW.. I wonder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, the basic is to share the gospel. That's what Jesus did at the first place. Correct me it i'm wrong. And let's not forget teach. He teach alot don't He? The Great Commission- Matthew 28:19 Therefore GO and MAKE DISCIPLES of all nations, BAPTIZING them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and TEACHING them to obey everything I have commanded you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think Jesus means what He said. As we are the children of God we are made to be able to do all this, of cause only by Him through us. In Jesus Name there is authority. Jesus said this,"All authority in Heaven and on earth has been given to me. (Matthew 28:18) "And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Son may bring glory to the Father. You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it. (John 14:13-14)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do all these things in Jesus Name and it shall be done. But do not take advantage and use it wrongly, for this name is so powerful that no one can assure what will happen what you mis-use this name. That's what i think. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All glory and honor belongs to Him. No pride. You are doing a great job for God, that is because God choose you and you obey. All wisdom comes from Him alone. When Jesus asked the disciples who people said He was. Then He asked them who they thought He was. Peter answered correctly, "You are the Christ." Then Jesus made a very significant statement to Peter,"This was not revealed to you by man, but by my Father in heaven."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess that's basically what you're suppose to be doing on earth? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God forgive me for my selfishness. Make me more like Jesus. Amen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-5854274798503731704?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/5854274798503731704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=5854274798503731704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5854274798503731704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5854274798503731704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-like-jesus.html' title='More Like Jesus'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7964839982986276017</id><published>2009-11-09T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T08:12:58.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because He is a God who remembers</title><content type='html'>Few months back, I have some trouble playing my guitar. A 12strings classic guitar with a wider gap between the frets and the wider neck it has, i suffer from terrible pain on the bone and also the muscle that connects the thumb to palm on my left hand(forgive me if I describe this wrongly, i'm not good in all this what name of the bones and muscle that connects to where), so every time if i've playing a harder chords or on that guitar for a longer time it will gives me all this pain. This pain is actually cause of an injury 2years back when i was having all this practice for my bowling competition, unknowingly i was actually injured and i didn't seek for any medical advice immediately. That cause me to have this pain not only when i play this guitar of mine but sometime when i use my hand too much to draw, which is like my assignments. So from time to time i will have to bandage my hand, the worst case was there was a time it's so much pain that i can't even use my hand to draw anymore. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was asking God for healing that time and some time after that i was asking God if it's possible for me to get a guitar. I don't see the possibility at that time so I just pray that God will take away all my pain when i play my guitar, and indeed God took away all the pain. Praise the Lord. THANK YOU GOD!! There was once i ask God again if i can have a guitar that i can just enjoy with( i actually told my parents that i think i wanted to buy a guitar when i am able to, they agreed and supported me to get one when i starts to work, cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand playing 12strings anymore because it's hurting so i put on 6strings only. At the process of changing and tuning this 6strings, God actually showed me that i've got the best just right in front of me! This guitar that I'm having is actually a Yamaha, bigger body part, the melody that created by this guitar is beautiful when it's 12string it create amazing tune, melody or whatever you call that. I was so amazed by God! I mean, He was like, "hey! the best is here!" When i look at my guitar and i agree, yes this is definitely the best among the best. So after that I've never asked for a guitar anymore but of cause my hand still hurts sometimes, but it doesn't matter because God have given the best, i really appreciate all that. Last month i think, Joy was asking me if i wanted to buy a guitar because she is selling hers, i would love to but i can't afford so i told her i can't and i will help her to look around for buyers. Her guitar was the music to our prayer meetings all this while in college. THANKS JOY!=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i went to pick up Joy to go to church together, on her way to my car with her was her guitar case. So i was wondering why is she bringing her guitar along. I was thinking is she giving me that? is she crazy!? haha. When she open the door she said "i'm giving you my guitar, do you want it?" I was like YES! the best part is she even give me the guitar case! now how cool is that! I thank her and really, words just can't express how thankful i am and how blessed i am. gosh.. thanks JOY!! Right after that i thank God, all this while i was just thanking God for the guitar at the same time i wonder why this guitar? I totally forgotten about asking Him for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile ago i was reading Joy's blog, she was talking about why she decided to give me this guitar instead of selling it and giving me even the guitar case that she treasure so much and how she got it at the first place. It was God all this while! She was prompt  to give this guitar and the case to me and it's confirmation after confirmation that leads her to do this. I was amazed! I ask God, "God, what do you want me to do with this guitar? why give it to me?" and He reminded me is because i asked for one. HE REMEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tho it has been quite awhile since i asked for a guitar and after awhile i didn't actually ask for it anymore, but He, remember what i asked for before and satisfy this desire of mine in His own timing and He always gives better and more than what i asked for. AWESOME GOD!! THANK YOU GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, words can't express how thankful I am. A special shout out to Joy. This is what God is doing in both of us!! gosh!! thank you Joy! it's because you obey=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, i do not know what is the desires or the dreams that you had, have or will. One thing i know that is He remembers, He gives the best to you, sometimes just not what you asked for but it's the best for you. Trust Him, because He is a God who remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7964839982986276017?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7964839982986276017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7964839982986276017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7964839982986276017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7964839982986276017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-he-is-god-who-remembers.html' title='Because He is a God who remembers'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-2525122460036752749</id><published>2009-10-14T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T07:50:25.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look around</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst"&gt;Look at yourself. Look at things around you. Still not enough? Complain? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;I think if you’re reading this, you’re blessed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, what about them?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;Just awhile ago when I was in the superstore, the counter beside where I was, there was a young married couple. They were just going to pay for what they’ve brought. Husband walk towards the counter with a pack of cookie hoping to buy one. Wife hold up the money on her hand which is only RM20, just enough for what they need for a period of time, immediately her husband put back that pack of cookie and go back to his wife with a sad yet it’s ok face on him. After having the cashier counting all the item, she realize there is enough to get one pack of the cookie, she turn to the husband and tell him to get one, husband replied, “it’s ok.” As she moved forward, I realize, she is pregnant. I looked at the husband’s hand, realize that’s not a car key. I wonder. I look around her again I realize there’s a boy beside them (which I’m not sure if it’s the brother or their son) with a motorcycle helmet on his hand. When they walk out from the superstore, husband put his hand on her back and support her. I prayed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;This couple, with not much that they have, can’t even afford an extra pack of biscuit and expecting a baby to come. Ride a motorcycle with a boy and a woman which is also pregnant. This man, yes he felt sad but he understand and he choose to support the family and wife with that extra money instead of using it for his desire for that pack of cookie. He choose to. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;I do not know about you, but I, I do complain now and then. This scene just reminded me of how silly I am to complain when I am so blessed. How selfish am I when all I think about is me. I was thinking. What about these people? Where does hope comes from? I have hope in God, great family, great surrounding, but, how about them? God reminds me once again to think about others and be thankful. Please, don’t think “ What did happen?” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The question is “ What will happen!?” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Who are you to judge? You have no right. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There’s nothing that I can do to help them, but just pray. I believe prayer is powerful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;I want to be a blessing to others no matter where I am. I am already really blessed. There’s more than enough. I choose to be a blessing towards people around me not matter I know them well or not. No matter we have met before or just met. It’s not about me at all. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;How about you? Maybe it’s time to look around. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Be thankful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-2525122460036752749?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/2525122460036752749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=2525122460036752749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2525122460036752749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2525122460036752749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-around.html' title='Look around'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-496744708349413655</id><published>2009-10-06T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:32:14.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO!</title><content type='html'>Asia. God is wiping out in Asia. Natural disaster here and there all around Asia. There was just this strong wind that wipe KK just awhile ago, non stop rain pouring down. I believe this is only apart of what is going on in Philippine. This is the time my friend, pray, pray and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I'm reminded of the Great Commission.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 28: 19, 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefor GO and MAKE DISCIPLES of all nations, BAPTIZING them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and TEACHING them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is whats going on in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="txt_article_lrg"&gt;&lt;a name="001" id="001"&gt;Indonesia quake &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 5px 10px 10px 5px; background: transparent url(/files/gfx/img_en/quotetbl_bg_lrg.gif?id=0) repeat-y scroll left center; float: left; width: 190px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(/files/gfx/img_en/quotetbl_hi_lrg.gif?id=0) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 190px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 10px 0px 0px;" class="txt_blu"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="blackborder" src="http://images.alarabiya.net/indonesiaquake5_4166_1093.jpg" height="110" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 0px 10px;" class="txt_gry_tny"&gt;The South Korean Disaster Relief Team at the site of a landslide in Indonesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="txt_article"&gt;&lt;pbody xmlns=""&gt;Emergency workers held out scant hope of finding more people alive in the wreckage left by the Indonesian quake, leaving clean-up teams the grim task of retrieving the decaying bodies of thousands of victims from the rubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The military and medics pushed deeper into rural areas where whole villages have been buried by landslides, and more international rescue teams arrived with sniffer dogs and specialist equipment.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;The United Nations said at least 1,100 have died in the 7.6-magnitude quake which struck on Wednesday, but the real toll is expected to soar into the thousands.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;"What rescuers say is that the worst bit is that they're finding a finger or hand here, a foot there, and they're trying to piece people together," said Bob McKerrow, head of the International Federation of the Red Cross in Indonesia.&lt;/pbody&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alarabiya.net/articles/2009/10/04/86931.html#000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="txt_article_lrg"&gt;&lt;a name="002" id="002"&gt; Philippines typhoon &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 5px 10px 10px 5px; background: transparent url(/files/gfx/img_en/quotetbl_bg_lrg.gif?id=0) repeat-y scroll left center; float: left; width: 190px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(/files/gfx/img_en/quotetbl_hi_lrg.gif?id=0) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 190px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 10px 0px 0px;" class="txt_blu"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="blackborder" src="http://images.alarabiya.net/phillipines_4167_6189.jpg" height="110" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 0px 10px;" class="txt_gry_tny"&gt;Squatter hut residents catch whatever they can from a river linked to Manila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="txt_article"&gt;&lt;pbody xmlns=""&gt;In the Philippines, Typhoon Parma killed at least 15 people just a week after tropical storm Ketsana brought the heaviest rains in more than four decades, leaving nearly 300 dead.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;Many areas in the north of the main Luzon island were blacked out and cut off from communication as Parma left the country and hovered over the South China Sea.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;The state weather bureau warned that the worst may not be over, as typhoon Melor, lying some 2,200 kilometers (1,200 miles) to the east in the Pacific Ocean, may suck Parma back to the country.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;"It is possible that it (Parma) will make U-turn and will hit Luzon again," forecaster Nathaniel Cruz said, adding that Parma was already "interacting" with Melor, preventing it from moving farther out to sea.&lt;/pbody&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alarabiya.net/articles/2009/10/04/86931.html#000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="txt_article_lrg"&gt;&lt;a name="003" id="003"&gt; Vietnam storms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 5px 10px 10px 5px; background: transparent url(/files/gfx/img_en/quotetbl_bg_lrg.gif?id=0) repeat-y scroll left center; float: left; width: 190px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(/files/gfx/img_en/quotetbl_hi_lrg.gif?id=0) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 190px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 10px 0px 0px;" class="txt_blu"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="blackborder" src="http://images.alarabiya.net/vietnam_4164_3361.jpg" height="110" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 0px 10px;" class="txt_gry_tny"&gt;A  man tries to get in his flooded house following Typhoon Ketsana in Vietnam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="txt_article"&gt;&lt;pbody xmlns=""&gt;The toll in Vietnam from Ketsana jumped to 162 on Sunday with hundreds more injured, an official said, adding urgency to a Red Cross appeal launched to help more than 200,200 storm victims.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;Another 13 people remain missing and 616 are injured, said the official from the national flood and storm control committee in Hanoi.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;An estimated three million people in Vietnam have been affected by Ketsana, said the Red Cross, which on Friday launched an international appeal for 4.75 million dollars to help 210,200 of the neediest victims.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;More emergency aid reached southern Laos Sunday after the weather system left at least 24 dead last week in one of Asia's poorest nations. The toll in neighboring Cambodia remained at 17.&lt;/pbody&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alarabiya.net/articles/2009/10/04/86931.html#000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="txt_article_lrg"&gt;&lt;a name="004" id="004"&gt; Samoan Tsunami &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 5px 10px 10px 5px; background: transparent url(/files/gfx/img_en/quotetbl_bg_lrg.gif?id=0) repeat-y scroll left center; float: left; width: 190px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: transparent url(/files/gfx/img_en/quotetbl_hi_lrg.gif?id=0) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 190px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 10px 0px 0px;" class="txt_blu"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="blackborder" src="http://images.alarabiya.net/samoa_4163_3997.jpg" height="110" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 0px 10px;" class="txt_gry_tny"&gt;A US flag flies over the tsunami devastated village of Poloa in American Samoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="txt_article"&gt;&lt;pbody xmlns=""&gt;The number of people feared killed in the devastating tsunami that pounded the Samoa islands and Tonga neared 190, according to officials.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;Ferocious waves were unleashed by a 8.0 magnitude undersea quake which rattled the region early Tuesday, devastating American Samoa, neighboring Samoa and the Pacific island nation Tonga.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;The confirmed death toll remained at 176 on Sunday but there were fears for the lives of 12 missing people.&lt;br /&gt;              Hundreds of thousands of people in southern India were evacuated after torrential rains and floods swept away homes, leaving at least 207 people dead, officials said Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;The death toll in the state of Karnataka stood at 170, while 37 people were killed in neighboring Andhra Pradesh, authorities said.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;"The deaths are largely due to houses collapsing, drownings and flash floods," H.V. Parashwanath, secretary of Karnataka's disaster monitoring agency, told AFP.&lt;/pbody&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, you do not want more evidents to show you that this is the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-496744708349413655?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/496744708349413655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=496744708349413655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/496744708349413655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/496744708349413655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/10/go.html' title='GO!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8823150374156632278</id><published>2009-09-13T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:14:16.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>So God, What was that about?</title><content type='html'>I knew this is gonna be long, but I just wanna share it all out!! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking bout last PK we had when i was leading worship. It was pretty amazing! the best part was that i didn't even realize  how amazing it was until the end of it when Elder Annie comes forward took over the worship and show us a thumbs up! Right after that i was thinking, "What just happened?" Amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the kids was really enjoying themselves praising and worshiping God. Enjoying His presences. I am still looking for responds and feedbacks from others just to make sure and confirm what was God doing. A or 2 before that day, i was asking for revival to be happening in PK. The children and also ourself individually. I now believe strongly that the children can do greater things then just come and sit and listen and learn just like that. After seeing the video that shared by Ps. Joshua, i know that God can use children to pray for the nation, to bring souls unto His Kingdom, to spread His good news, to have that understanding, maturity and anointing that we seen God pouring out towards the adults and young people. It is time to let God and trust and believe in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what is God preparing us for last Saturday. I felt strongly that needed to pray for His protections upon all of us and letting the worship team to pray for themselves and their instruments before we starts the practice. At the same time i saw the adults was praying powerfully, i can felt that power of the Holy Spirit even on that stage without knowing what were they praying for. My heart was really to see and expect from God. I was really really excited since monday to lead worship and also to meet up with the Doulos team. This is the first time(well at least in what i remember) that the worship team is so complete, i mean everyone was there. Perhaps God wants to speaks to everyone of them.=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today, i still am not really sure what did God do on that day. Towards the kids, the team members and the Doulos team. Whatever happens on that stage, i really am not sure what actually happened on that stage!! BUT it was GOD, it was GOD. No one shall takes credits, to HIM the praises belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that God will rise up these children, God will speak to them in His own way. No more 'BUT's, trust God 100%. I pray that there kids will experience the Holy Spirit and leaders of the nations begins here. I lay down my life to see this revival happens. I die to myself to obey Him. I am not only saying this, this is a challenge for me and i will do my best. For His Glory, i will stand strong. How bout you? God=] You're awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very important fact i learn. Only when we come in unity, things happens, great things happens. God pour down His special made anointing and gift towards us individually. It is when these different kind of gifting and anointing comes together, BOOM! greater things happens. WOW!!!!  i think now i know why the whole worship team was there!! As a worship leader, I think my focus of that day was alot on the worship team, so ya..=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is doing something great in Praise Kids as a team and also every individual. God even bring His blessing from 3 different country by the Doulos team! how cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the Bible said about Unity.&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4: 1-16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The important of Unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 11&lt;/span&gt;: It was he who gave some to be apostles, some to be prophets, some to be evangelists, and some to be pastors and teachers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;: to prepare God's people for works of service, so that the body of Christ may be built up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;: Until we all reach unity in the faith and in knowledge of the Son of God and become mature, attaining to the whole measure of the fullness of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The power of Unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 14&lt;/span&gt;: Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves,g and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of men in their deceitful scheming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;: Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will in all things grow up into him who is the Head, that is, Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;: From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, AS EACH PART DOES ITS WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to the PK WORSHIP TEAM!!! You guys are awesome!!! To PK TEAM MEMBERS!!! thanks for the supports and prayers!!! To DOULOS TEAM!! it is definitely a pleasure to have you guys around. I'm amazed by how they teach in simple ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets stay United, glue together!&lt;br /&gt;Blessing=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8823150374156632278?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8823150374156632278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8823150374156632278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8823150374156632278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8823150374156632278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-god-what-was-that-about.html' title='So God, What was that about?'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7187298881443030205</id><published>2009-09-11T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:53:55.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='client'/><title type='text'>Stress = Something good=]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, recently been quite stressful. I'm currently doing my final project and at the same time doing some freelance since around July. I guess you can see how stressful it is har? Well, this stress brings something good after all=] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is the most stressful for me, no idea+ rush = Sitting There Realizing Everything Still, SAME! (STRESS). Lets share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was trying and doing my best to rush some works for my boss and at the same time searching for ideas and inspirations for my final. You know, ideas doesn't comes overnight, well at least not for me. For 2days, I've searching and searching for concept for this final project of mine, something that I've never did before. I was also preparing myself to meet up with some clients for my freelances. Sometime I just do not know where to start. The whole week I was so so stress, so stress that I do not know what to do anymore, I just wanna sleep and get my brain some rest. Till one night, I break down, I told God what am I going tru, it's not like He do not know and I'm not actually complaining, I was just telling Him. I told Him everything and how stressful I am. Wow after that conversation, I felt so release and refresh! I woke up the next day with full of hope and strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Things sounds good aint? Well not all that. I was preparing some drawings to present to my client that afternoon, suddenly, my boss called. He told me that in less than 15min he's gonna need to meet up with that client! I was so shock! Well it was my fault because I get the time wrongly. He was so mad that he scolded me and I was trying to find a way, I told him that I will meet up with him at our client's place and I promise him that without thinking how am I going to be there since I don't have a car!! Just after I told him that, my dad came home! I was like..THANK YOU LORD!! I knew it was God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Met up with my boss and he doesn't look that mad after all. I apologize and we prepare our way to meet client. I felt release when I saw him. With not much expectation of what will happen next, I started to present my ideas to the clients, there was 2 of them. One older man and a young lady. After presenting, one of the owner said " this is nothing special, I also can design lar" I was like...okey~ we'll see what you have to say. I was not mad but I think it was alil funny so I smile and starts to listen to what he wanna say. He starts to share bout what he saw in China and this and that. The more he shared the more out of concept he is. I look at the young lady and look at my boss, I smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I admit that my design is not that beyond expectations, I have limited knowledge about all this at this age also my friend. But I wasn't feeling that bad when people tell me that. When he said that I was actually excited to wanting to hear what he's gonna say, what's his idea. So I listen and found out I still think my design is better in someways, not every ways but someways. I still love my design better. Haha=] The other owner too share her ideas and we spend the rest of the time thinking bout the ideas. I do not talk much  when I know I shouldn't waste my time=] I was exhausted that day only because of that few hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You see, things doesn't goes good all the way. Challenge are always ahead. When I told God about all this stress, indeed He really refresh me but it doesn't mean that I will not have any challenge the next day. It is because I was refresh that is why I can still face the stress of shocking boss calling and meeting client in less than 15min times to get ready. Not to mentions the "this is nothing special, I also can design lar". Seriously, if it wasn't God that is in control, I think I have already explode on the spot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna give a big fat thank you to God for having things in His own hand in this times of stress. When you stress, it actually leads you to something amazing. In my case, it leads me to joy and peace while dealing with the clients, overcoming my stress in this. The best part is overcoming=] Thank you Lord. Another thanks is to the client. Thanks to him that now I know how to deal with clients in a different ways. Thanks to his one sentences that give me a goal that I wanted to reach now=] Please do not get me wrong, I really learn from all this in the good way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Stress comes once awhile, but for me I know that it will leads me to something good, something that I can learn from. I will be thankful for the stress that I had. Overcoming it is the best=] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I pray that your stress = something good too=] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7187298881443030205?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7187298881443030205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7187298881443030205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7187298881443030205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7187298881443030205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/09/stress-something-good.html' title='Stress = Something good=]'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-5299055557371486548</id><published>2009-09-02T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:20:44.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;One Hug&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Words and music by &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      Theresa Wang and Stephanie Cheah&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Like a child I cry, I cry to You&lt;br /&gt;Asking for Your love&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one, I can ever have&lt;br /&gt;Your love will never go away&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;When I sing&lt;br /&gt;You came, right beside me&lt;br /&gt;And you said “My Child”&lt;br /&gt;I hold You tight and give You all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Letting myself to love You more&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hug&lt;br /&gt;Just one hug I need&lt;br /&gt;One that change my life ever more&lt;br /&gt;One that take away the rest&lt;br /&gt;One hug&lt;br /&gt;Just one hug I ask&lt;br /&gt;The warmth and comfort like never&lt;br /&gt;The love that you put together&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-5299055557371486548?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/5299055557371486548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=5299055557371486548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5299055557371486548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5299055557371486548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-hug.html' title='One Hug'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1750871489597861881</id><published>2009-09-02T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T04:54:46.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is he/she right for you?</title><content type='html'>I was so bless and blow off when i read this. Cool stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its long, but! worth reading&lt;br /&gt;be blessed=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we must allow our Heavenly Father to do the picking.&lt;br /&gt;And second, the decision for a mate must be made on a spiritual and intellectual basis before it's made on an emotional one.&lt;br /&gt;What about love? Shouldn't that be the third, you ask. No, and I'll tell you why. The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it? (Jer. 17:9). The heart is willful and is driven by its own agenda. It does not consider things rationally and intelligently--it just loves to love! Therefore, you have to point it in the right directions; Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life; (Prov. 4:23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you meet a man, you need to get clearance from God, check out his attributes, and then allow your heart to engage. Dating exists not for mating; it exists for collecting data. I believe that the biblical design would be friendship, courtship, and then marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is two people walking together in agreement and accountability, learning and growing together. Courtship follows the mutual agreement to commit to one another exclusively--it is the decisive turning toward the agreed-upon goal of the marriage altar. It is a period of laying a foundation and preparing your life together after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dating? Well, if you do date, use the time wisely to gather facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Check out the fabric. Is the person mate material? Does this man have an intimate relationship with the Father through Jesus Christ? Does he care what God thinks about his behavior? Is he accountable to God as well as another co-laborer in the faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accountability is an important factor. It is imperative to maintaining a committed relationship. Is your potential spouse a member of the same family--the family of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripture is clear on this: Do not be yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness; (2 Cor. 6:14). You need to have common interests and values and agree on the essentials of living day to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a similar spiritual walk. You eat the same spiritual diet. You enjoy a lot of similar things. You have like interests, like goals in life, like opinions on basic life issues. You have had like experiences in your background. Though there is some truth to the idiom that opposites attract, like-minded folks fare better together. Furthermore, does he want to get married? If you want to be married and your dreamboat isn't interested, don't waste your time. Remember, women fall in love and get married. Men decide to get married and then look for a wife. Note the difference in order. So if a guy says he's not looking for anything serious, take his words seriously. If he's not going in your direction, get off the bus and wait for the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does this man want you? Is he pursuing you? The man who is right for you will pursue you, and God's hand in the relationship will be clear. No guessing, no fleeces, no dead ends. Scripture says: He who finds a wife finds what is good and receives favor from the Lord; (Prov. 18:22). Note--who finds whom? THE MAN FINDS THE WIFE. From the beginning of time, God has transported me n and women across the world in order to put them together. At the RIGHT TIME, He will bring that man on the scene and he will find you. In God's perfect design, the man is the one who recognizes his mate. Adam had no problem recognizing that Eve was his missing rib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not need to strategically place yourself anywhere. You don't have to help a guy out because he's shy! Men will do whatever they have to do to get what they truly want. The man in your life should recognize you as the pearl of great price in his life and be willing to do whatever he must in order to gain your hand. If he is passive about gaining your affections, take it as a sign that he is not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a woman's mother has suggested that it is a good idea to marry a man who loves you more than you love him. As cold as that sounds, it actually might be scriptural if you stop to think about it; We love him because He first loved us" (1 Jn 4:19). Until then, take the ultimate chill pill. You don't need a bunch of men in your life to make you feel all right about yourself. You need only one man--your man, the one God has selected to select you. And trust me, the right man at the wrong time can be just as awful as the wrong man at any time. So trust God's timing in this. He is the ultimate matchmaker. Relax, sit pretty and allow yourself to be found. Again,--WAIT until the man voices his intentions. He should take the lead in establishing the relationship. You may have an inkling that he is the one, but God will use the man to set the tone of the relationship. Allow him the opportunity to woo you--this is your first act of submission. Jesus set the standard for all men to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should love us first. And they should lead the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The man in your life should not desire to move into your house, only into your heart. A man who prepares for your future has made his intentions clear. A man who is husband material has the means to take care of a wife. He is a responsible human being who understands he needs to have something to offer. In short, a man should have the means to be a suitable lover for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Check out his buddies. Everyone knows birds of the same feather flock together, yet most women fail to see the connection between a man and his friends. A man's pals tell you a lot about the person that you haven't seen yet. They reveal things about the guy's character that might be hidden when he is on good behavior. Everyone knows how to put his best foot forward. Don't stay focused on the foot, check out the rest of the body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Check out his relationship wit h his mother. How does he treat her? This is your preview of how he will treat you. There are lots of men who, because of a negative relationship with their mothers, really don't like women, yet say they do. Unresolved issues between mother and son continue between husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Remember that a man's family reveals the cloth from which he's cut. Take note and decide whether you want your future with the man in your life to look like his present family situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Check out the patterns of his life. Do you see repeated cycles of drama in his personal kingdom? broken relationships? problems in making commitments? including the job market? mood swings? Is a problem always someone else's fault? Does he embrace responsibility or shirk it? Does he keep his promises? Is he a man of good reputation? Remember all garments look wonderful hanging in the store, but with wear, some begin to unravel. Give yourself time and space to check out the man in your life. Time will always reveal whether or not he is made of the right stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Does this man have a vision for his life? Is he running with that vision? Remember, God decided Adam needed help once Adam got busy DOING his assignment. As we saw Adam, a man doesn't need help until he is busy doing what he was created and called to do. Is the man in your life guided by sense of destiny and purpose, or does he just allow life to happen around him? A man who is not certain of his mission can be a most miserable person--and you'll be miserable too if you know where YOU want to go in life. A man who has vision is not intimidated by a woman whose mission statement is clear. He will be your best ally, cheerleader and assistant because he wants you both to make it! A man who cannot be supportive of your achievements because he is floundering in a sea of uncertainty over his own life is not a healthy partner to have and to hold forever. Creating dependencies or feelings of obligation is not the way to get the best out of your man. Somewhere along the way, he will resent you and flee from the smothering burden of obligation he associates you with. You want a man who is firmly anchored in his identity in Christ. Remember, we are looking for a man who will be priest and leader in his home. His first instinct should be to want to cover you, redeem you, and provide for you. Your job is to decide if this is the man God has ordained for you to complement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Complementarily. Do your talents and gifts complement his? Do his gifts complement yours? What about your temperaments? Do you see the two of you as an effective team capable of bringing blessing to the lives of those around you? Do your futures mesh? Can you coordinate your gifts in an attractive and effective way? This is why knowing your purpose is so important. Make sure your hearts beat for mutual causes. When I go shopping I always consider the fabric, the fit and what I already have in my closet. Will my next purchase be a complementary addition to what I already have? If I find that I am going to have to buy shoes and matching accessories to go with a new outfit, I leave it right on the rack. It is too expensive a proposition. If the man you meet makes you feel that you need to completely reinvent yourself, something is wrong. This is where I ask you to consider the relationship in terms of cost. Is this relationship expensive spiritually, emotionally, or physically? Does your longing for a mate make you willing to forfeit who you are in the process? Or does he see you as the gift that you are? The man in your life should consider you as a rare find, a priceless jewel--because of you he is getting ready to get blessed big-time! Any relationship that causes you to feel unworthy, unlovely, unacceptable, undesirable, or that you have to work for love, is too expensive! God has called the man to cover, protect, and provide not only materially for a woman, but emotionally and spiritually as well. You should be richer in mind, body and spirit for your union with the man of your dreams. The man in your life should make rich deposits into your heart and spirit, not withdrawals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Does he have a healthy love &amp;amp; acceptance of himself? Make sure the man in your life has taken time to heal from past relationships and has made peace with himself. How he cares for himself is how he will care for you. A man's relationship with God is crucial here. His love for himself will only be as strong as his love for God. This is not something that you can impart. You cannot be his savior or teacher. That is out of spiritual order. In his rightful place as your personal priest, he should be leading you to a richer relationship with Christ. If he is causing you to compromise your faith and destabilize your walk, if he is leading you into sexual sin or causing you to be distracted from your commitment to Christ, the relationship is too expensive. Offending the Lover of your soul, who promises you eternal love, is too high a fare to pay for a ride that has a limited run. If you and your man can't soar in the Spirit, when the force of your love for another is tested by the pull or gravity of the world, your union will not be able to survive. So you decide. How much is your life worth? How much is your love worth? You will be able to accept only what you believe you deserve. God Himself calculated the worth of your love and decided it was worth His life. He now pledges you His love for eternity. Yes, Jesus sets the example for all others to follow when He paid a ransom for His bride. Should you expect less from a mortal man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the Biblical age, men were willing to pay the cost for the hand that they desired. The truth of the matter is, everyone knows that anything worth having, costs. And no one gets a ride in this life for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Prayer:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, I confess that I have not always been as careful as I should've been with my heart. From time to time, my desire for love has caused me to leave my heart in the wrong hands. I now commit my heart into Your hands for safekeeping. Please help me to stop being so impulsive with what you deem so precious. As I learn to celebrate Your love for me, let me learn from Your example what a bridegroom should really be like. Help me to never settle for less than what you desire for me. As I embrace You as the Lover of my soul, keep my affections in the haven of Your own heart. As I rest in Your love, make me more discriminating of those who approach me. I ask that You take over this area of my life. Keep me from those You know would hurt my heart. I invite You to set a hedge around me and keep me from all who would draw me into unfruitful relationships until the day you present me to the mate that You have selected for me. Grant me the discernment to recognize him as he recognizes me. Cleanse me from the temptation to typecast the men I meet according to what I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to trust in Your knowledge and lean not on my own understanding. I know that You know what is best for me; therefore I yield to Your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus Name. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1750871489597861881?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1750871489597861881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1750871489597861881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1750871489597861881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1750871489597861881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-heshe-right-for-you.html' title='Is he/she right for you?'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6244929449400763732</id><published>2009-08-11T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T07:39:47.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SoGBwNPi59I/AAAAAAAAANw/DvoWHfZ2SBQ/s1600-h/975198the-princess-diaries-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SoGBwNPi59I/AAAAAAAAANw/DvoWHfZ2SBQ/s320/975198the-princess-diaries-posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368714895990908882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SoGBm6R5-uI/AAAAAAAAANo/kMB7F4o-J84/s1600-h/princess_diaries_two_royal_engagement_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SoGBm6R5-uI/AAAAAAAAANo/kMB7F4o-J84/s320/princess_diaries_two_royal_engagement_ver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368714736281713378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These is one of the movies that I will never get bored of watching. It is really fun to watch and encouraging. This movie is all about the process of an ordinary girl who turns into a princess and later on a Queen to a country that is so new to her. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Here’s something.   &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Opportunity&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;Being in a higher authority or should I say being in a leadership is indeed an opportunity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You get to do things in your way and your opinions matters to most of the people under you. Lets not take advantage in this. Is it an opportunity for the princess to voice out to make a changes for the country. The same goes to you and I who are in a leadership, an opportunity to voice out our opinions. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;It is only by love that you can be a better leader. Love your people. People that works with you and especially people under you. I believe a great leader is one that take good care of people under he or she. How the princess and the Queen treat their servants, how much the Queen and Princess love their country that she will marriage a man that she do not know for the sake of the country. Love is the key. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A blessing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;Definitely when you’re in a leadership and you choose to be a blessing towards others, you will be. Not only in things that you do for them but just being yourself you can be a blessing towards others. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The country is so blessed to have this queen and princess, the great character, positive, the love that they have to the country, to the people. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Words&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;This is the most powerful. Your words. Your words will automatically become powerful when you’re in a leadership. People do what you say, people listen to you, and your one word will change a lot of things around. From a simple dinner to things around the country. One reminder, be wise in making decisions, be wise in your speech. But with this, you will be able to voice out your opinions a lot more than most of the people. Well, your voice out will change everything so better be wise. On the Princess Diaries 1, the princess was in confusion on weather to be or not to be a princess and this best friend of hers come to her and tell her how blessed she is that she will be able to voice out her opinion at her age to change things happens around. At that time I was still holding a role of leadership, a very important one. This encourage me a lot. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;These are great movies that you can get encourage and have a great time watching it. There’s laughter, tears, romances and most of all, encouragement. Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6244929449400763732?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6244929449400763732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6244929449400763732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6244929449400763732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6244929449400763732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/08/these-is-one-of-movies-that-i-will.html' title='The Princess Diaries'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SoGBwNPi59I/AAAAAAAAANw/DvoWHfZ2SBQ/s72-c/975198the-princess-diaries-posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6111999435282755025</id><published>2009-07-20T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:13:05.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Teo'/><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know Eric Teo or you who may concern. Please pray for him. Eric got into an accident last Saturday. He is now in SMC. From what I've heard, he is not in a good condition. Can't talk and see much. Bad injury on his neck and hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for this brother of mine. He is a dearest to us. His mother is really worrying about him and he and the family really needs our support. I'm going to visit him tomorrow night. If you wanna come along please contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets Pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6111999435282755025?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6111999435282755025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6111999435282755025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6111999435282755025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6111999435282755025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/07/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6561343611350743323</id><published>2009-06-26T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T06:08:43.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She sit on her chair all the time. She fall asleep on her chair often.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She doesn’t not talk as much as use to be. She can’t walk much. She doesn’t eat much. She doesn’t smile as much as use to. She is just getting weak. She seams to be always tired. She, can’t remember things like she use to be anymore. =[ She’s my beloved gramma.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My gramma is getting weak I guess. She is not as active as she used to be. Yesterday when I was talking to her, I answer her questions. Few minutes later she will starts to ask me those questions again and I will have to tell her again. That will repeat for a few times. She is a wonderful women. One that is just so loving. She have a great smile on her face. Her cooking is just so wonderful. She used to talk a lot, walk a lot, move a lot. She is always and forever that humble before man and she is still. She is so patience that when people scolded her or something she will never go against them. She is forever caring, she always gives the best that she can for her children and also us as her grandchildren. She is so loving, she will always ask about my dad if he didn’t go to her place for one day. She wants to talk to my dad everyday and see him everyday. She is just that wonderful. People sometime thinks that she is annoying and disturbing. Sometimes, she is just trying to help. She is just the most amazing gramma. Most loving, most caring. She is a great women that I think everyone should meet and everyone will love her for who she is. Even tho she worrys a lot sometime, but she is just trying to be a mother, a gramma, a great gramma, a sister, an aunt. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I was went for a visit at her place yesterday, I really enjoy talking to her. I don’t mind repeating the same thing again and again. When I woke out from her kitchen, I realize that she was asleep on her chair, which awhile ago I was just talking to her. I was quite sad when I saw her felt asleep, knowing that she’s tired and need to rest a lot of time, that reminds me of the time where she use to teach me how to cook. She use to take good care of me. She will give me everything. Everything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will never wanna imagine the tomorrow of hers. I don’t wanna think about all that. I just wanna give her my best for my todays. I really love her. Yes, there is a lot of things going tru my mind now. But. Let me tell you. You might think she is annoying, but what makes you think that she deserve to be treated in that way? Love her please. In the right way. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I cried last night while I was talking to God about her. I do not understand why some people can’t just treat her better than what they’re doing now. People, words do hurts. I can’t help much, I can’t stop people from doing those things towards her. I can’t go against them. I can’t do much. But what I can do is to love her, love her. What I can do is to pray for her. Pray. I don’t wanna think about what will happen next, because I just don’t want to. Let me do my best to love her today Lord. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You all out there. If you seldom visit your grandparents or the elders. It is time to give and show them some love. It is not about how busy you are, it is never about you. It is about the she or he. If you wanna be a blessing, learn to bless your love ones first with love and care. Speak wise. Let your words be a blessing and not a curse. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6561343611350743323?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6561343611350743323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6561343611350743323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6561343611350743323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6561343611350743323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/06/she.html' title='She'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-731373032604278776</id><published>2009-06-24T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:36:04.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>The Unknown you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just the other day one aunty asks me, “Do you have boyfriend?” I answered with a smile “no” then she said. “Can look for one oready!” Again I smile.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you look everywhere to search for that husband or wife of yours? To be honest, I do think bout this person. What happen today in my life change my perspective for the rest of my life=]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some of you may know that I dream about this husband of mine. 3 times. In all the dreams it says something different but all of it is about him and our life as one, is how God show him to me. All this dream able me to know that I will be spending my life with a special someone in the time to come. It’s like God telling me that I will meet him one day and it was like a short introduction of him. Thru this dreams, I know that there’s no need to worry or even trouble myself to look so hard for I know that he’s somewhere out there. I started to love him after those dreams. If you were to ask me, I think this is where our love story starts. From the day I knew him in my dream=]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Few days ago I had a dream, a dream that I tot it’s nothing. Beyond my expectation that dream change everything around me today. Last night I dreamed too, this dream is alil complicated. Ask me and I will share with you personally=]. When I woke up this morning I was wondering why do I have this dream, I said to myself, “it’s just another dream”. But it keep running in my mind. So I have no choice but to talk to God about it and then I went off for work. That dream actually cost me to be alil moody this morning. Here’s the cool part. When I was doing my stuff in front of my laptop, suddenly this dream came to me again, same, I was wondering what is this dream about man. Out of no where suddenly the dream that I had few days ago puff up! My mind started to move and understand whats going on. The next thing I knew, I smile, full with joy. Why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I guess once again I am reminded of that special someone that is somewhere around the world. It was like a reminder of him and that I do not need to worry or do anything about this. I do not need to look around or even think of it because I know deep inside that he’s somewhere and we’ll meet one day or maybe we have oready met?. Honestly, I felt more in love with him today. You may ask, how do you felt in love with someone that you may not even meet? Well, I just did and I just know. You will need to know all my dreams to know why am I so confident bout it=] don’t you just wanna know about my dreams? Ask and you will receive=] One condition, respect=]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do not know who or what kinda guy is he. But I trust God that he is the great one that we will be spending our life with. I am just so thankful for him even now. I’m still smiling. I thank God for how He shows me stuff=]. How he give me confirmation and encouragements. It all started when I start to ask God and talk to God about it. Like a Father, He talks to me, advice me, guide me, and teach me to hold on, encourage me. Sometimes even when I didn’t ask, He will update me and amazed me with all this. Now, I have a God that love me so much, a God that speaks to me. A family that is so loving and always be there for me. Friends that is so amazingly wonderful in your own beautiful ways, everyone of you I appreciate=] and, a guy that love me and we will go thru ups and down together with God, family and friends together as part of our life.=] God You’re awesome! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m in love=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-731373032604278776?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/731373032604278776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=731373032604278776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/731373032604278776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/731373032604278776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/06/unknown-you.html' title='The Unknown you'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-5891487595606639366</id><published>2009-06-19T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T07:15:11.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Today. My tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Just finish my 3rd week of practical training. Was at site today from 10am till 16:30. Tired out but worth it. One, the view is just simply wonderful. Two, I do gain a lot of knowledge in specific things when in site. Am still loving this working thingie=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'm going to do in the future. I mean, this is how my life will be for many years as I choose this as my career for life. This week was really busy, aside of going to work after work hour i will need to meet up with different people for different purpose. It's tiring, just the other day I went home only around 22:00 sumthing but, I enjoy it real much. Sitting down with different people means I will get to learn different things from everyone. Blessed am I. This is the time where I gain a lot of knowledge, a good starting of my career life. As in my 3years plan, for the first year one of it is to get connected, connection and relationship, this is definitely helping a lot. Working in this office, my boss will often bring me around to meet new people, for now, most of the people is so new to me but I'm getting into it. Learning how to communicate with others. Different people you will need to communicate in different ways. What to say and what not. Good=] It is such a great blessing to be able to learn all this and deal with lots and lots of people, just as I expected. Thank God for my boss and a colleague that is just so willing to teach and guide me in every way.=] I do not talk much when I meet up with people now, am learning to communicate with everyone. It's fun to have get to learn something new everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also get to handle some design things too in my practical training. I thank God for my boss that is just so daring and willing to let me do design and drawing for her. definitely I learn more that I expected. Learn something that is beyond my expectations. Wonderful=] I might not be the best yet, but I promise I will do the best that I can. One of my friend said this, "this career, you will need to work real hard". Well I can see that now. Coming and going to be. Yet, I praise God for all the opportunity. Not everyone get a great boss and colleague like I do, I really appreciate that. To be able to do some work for this company is definitely my pleasure, really, I gain more and there's even more to come. Site visit, we do it a lot. Sometime will need to stay for the whole morning of afternoon or just like today, the whole day. Tired out you will be but I really enjoy doing that, I like going here and there and the best thing is that I get to learn things around the site. I will get sick once awhile like today, I guess that is because I'm still not use to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good aint? Other than working, I too am doing some freelance. Thru this freelance I learn even more in communication. Taking a freelance is another way to learn and also at the same time sharpen my skills and design. Am still new in this but am trying the best that I can for it. I learn to not to be afraid of failure here, learning from failure is too very important. Do not make the same mistake again. How you handle a job or a project is very important, it shows your professional and it let me able to see what I can do and what can I do more. I'm currently learning to be more humble and to solve design problems. Solving questions that been asked about my design either from third party or myself. I learn to be really independent thru freelance. To be able to learn something new I will need to meet up with the best person in their particular field. I will need to meet up with this people and have a long talk with them personally, again, communication and relationship. How do I get to this best among the best? thru some great people that God place around me=] and again, communication and relationship. Honestly I get even more tired that in college when I have a freelance on hand. The only time I get to do my stuff is after working hour which is also the only time I have to meet up with people, but God is so good, He have everything under His control. I will definitely be working real hard now. Real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this field, designers. One thing that I learn is to be really careful with people. Who you are talking to, what you are talking about and how you are talking to this person in particular. Who to trust, how to trust, what level of trust. Again communication skills. A little some saying something wrong might learns you into a very bad impression and an unstable future when you're starting to be called as a designer. I learn to be extra careful with people around me. One is not to go over board on others another is to protect myself. This is also one of the reason I am alil quiet in times. Gonna need to learn even more about this. Thank God for great people around me that always guide me and help me. God guide my lips and my every action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots to learn, lots to learn. Not gonna fear of failure. Giving and doing the best that I can. Staying strong and hopefully healthy.This is where my career will start,from now on. Am planning ahead and see what will God bring me thru. I am trying my best and trying hard to learn from all around me. My today is going to be a beginning of my tomorrow. I am really blessed to have my today so I will do my best for my everyday for it is a blessing =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who may concern, if you may, do pray for me as I enter into this career life that I may be wise, mature and keep awaken in handling things and also people. Communication and relationship. Also do pray that I will have a healthy body as some of you know that I get sick easily and just enough strength for everyday. Your prayers is highly appreciated=] I will do my best because that's the best I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our great God refresh you again and again everyday, may you be able to see His blessings and ways in every little things around you=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing.&lt;br /&gt;Theresa W.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sjuc8uuGuxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/hdVdHNu0W_o/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sjuc8uuGuxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/hdVdHNu0W_o/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349041549580090130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A site visit that is more like a road trip=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-5891487595606639366?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/5891487595606639366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=5891487595606639366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5891487595606639366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5891487595606639366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-today-my-tomorrow.html' title='My Today. My tomorrow'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sjuc8uuGuxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/hdVdHNu0W_o/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1583962237647103962</id><published>2009-06-04T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:11:02.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>My cat died. When I was on my way back from work, in the car, my dad told me that the kitten is dead bang by my neighbor this morning.  When I leave house to work, I didn't even get to spend alil time with him because he was playing with the glass. I miss him so much. I cried the moment my dad told me bout it. When reached home just now I just can't stand it, seams like every corner of my house is a memory of him. I cried and cried, until I was so tired I slept. I tot that it, i'm done with crying but honestly I'm crying hard too now. I miss my kitten very much. Worst, I didn't even get to look at him for the last time. My neighbor throw his body away. I just don't wanna remember how my first cat died + now the second one died in the same way, I can feel that pain. I don not want to say goodbye yet. No I don't. I just wanna cry it all out hopefully I will feel better after this. I wanna go out, away from this house awhile, this house that bring so many memory of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never tot that he will go away just like that. I miss him so much. There will be no more kitten to play with me. No more kitten to bug me. I'm not trying to make myself sad, I just wanna let out of everything. Just let me cry. I'm having headache now I guess is because of crying. This kitten has been such a great blessing to my family and I. Even tho my mom was like not liking him, I know he bring much joy to this family. Seeing this little one grew up from being a weak kitten to a healthy playful kitten. From scared of everything to wanting to eat my hamster. From a tiny to a fatty. I miss those days. ='( Even tho I know he's not around nmore, but I think I just can't stop thinking that he's somewhere around. I expect him to come out from somewhere asking for food, and then I remember that he's not around anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who have animals. Please give them the best that you can. They, like you only have one life to live in. Give them your love and care everyday of your life. You will never know when are they going to leave you. I hope my kitty had a great life of his while he's here. Loosing him is just too painful. I don't think anyone of of you will want that. Your animal is your family. They go tru life with you. You might think they have a better life than you, but, they really deserve to a the best life they can, just like you and I. Love your animals. If your neighbor owned one. Do the animal a favor, check them out before you remove your car. You do not want to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him so so much. Thats what I am now. I know I'm not in the best condition now to drive but staying in this house for now is just alil painful. I wanna go for a ride. Just give me one night to cry, thats all I ask for. Will my kitty go to heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing leave to do, but goodbye. Goodbye kitty. =''(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Loving Memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SifHq3A3NVI/AAAAAAAAANI/EGrQQM8WdgI/s1600-h/cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SifHq3A3NVI/AAAAAAAAANI/EGrQQM8WdgI/s320/cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343459022034384210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1583962237647103962?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1583962237647103962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1583962237647103962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1583962237647103962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1583962237647103962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/06/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SifHq3A3NVI/AAAAAAAAANI/EGrQQM8WdgI/s72-c/cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8869516602936072336</id><published>2009-06-03T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:14:00.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Blessed</title><content type='html'>I think I'm the most most most blessed person in this world. Yesterday was my first day of practical training. It was awesome! I get to go for site visit with my colleague, we were having great time together. Basically in office there's only her and I. Her name is Rainnie. We're having a sharing office with Mr Wong which is owner of the graphic part. I work close with Rainnie, we go to places together. I'm blessed. I'm blessed by her, by my boss, by colleague from the graphic part. This place is with joy! I can just walk in and out, talk as loud as I want, laugh as loud as I want. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today msAnnie which is my boss, Rainnie and I went off to do some visitations and also meeting with client. I was really blessed. This is only my second day of work and I get to learn that much. Get to meet up with lots of different people. How cool. God loves me. I enjoy going here and there, working in office and really enjoy people around me and meeting up with people=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually enjoying this working lifestyle now. I just love it and I choose to love it and not to make it as a pressure for me. I think it is such a blessing to be able to work. Such a great time to learn. Not only on computer stuff, design but also connecting, communicating. Learning how to communicate with different people is what I am now learning from msAnnie and Rainnie esp when it comes to meeting up with clients, workers.. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too blessed. I am blessed by testimonies of others. Sharing of others. Personal time I have with others individually in any ways. I learn alot from these people around me. Some are really new to me that makes me thinks, which is good altho I will need alil time to understand and actually convert it into something that I can learn of. I really love spending personal time with others individually, I just really love it. Some great peeps around me that just never give up on me. These peeps that I can count on, I love them. Recently God is just packing me with more and more spiritual food=] and head knowledge from friends of mine and also strangers that I met. Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed by my family. My parents and sister are just adorable!! My dad send me to work and back home everyday without complain and when I reach home, it's just a great fun time at home with my mom and dad. My sis is the naughty around me who bug me for good. hahaha Her buggings just bring me warm and comfort.=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking this opportunity to thanks all those who have really support me and pray for me. I really appreciate what you guys did and because of all those prayers, I am the most blessed person in the world! haha. I love you guys so much. I pray that God will amazed you with His love and blessing the moment you wake up=] Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now. Loving God, Loving People, Loving Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theresa. W&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8869516602936072336?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8869516602936072336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8869516602936072336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8869516602936072336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8869516602936072336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-blessed.html' title='Most Blessed'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-2276999002748961882</id><published>2009-05-26T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:31:04.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ready'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Ways Of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ready? I'm not sure if i'm ready for this steps in life. I guess when it comes, I will be ready by then. Just got information from my lecturer that we're suppose to go to college tomoro and college our interview letter and next week we're starting our practical oready. Well.. excited I do have some at the same time alil nervous.  It is time for me to let go of lots of stuff that is just not under my control and things that I can't do anything about. Time to go for another level of life that I do not know what to expect yet. One thing I am sure is that He will be with me. My life without Him a day is just so hard to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Looking  at the bigger picture is what I wanna do and am doing now. Not to let things that I have no control in front of me to stop me. To go for practical is just a baby steps for my career life. I'm thankful that I've got this opportunity to do so. My goal for now is to have a stable career life, enjoy my work, learn as much as I can. I do hope that one day I will get to go all over the place just to snap some pictures, enjoy the culture and sketch some lifestyles. To get to what all that, there's sacrifices to make, there's choices to make. Even from now I starts to make those choices. Choices that is not for my comfortable, but for a better tomorrow. God have it control of course, but still He make us choose. I love it, I love the way that He bring me tru all this and yet to come. Hmm.. choices. Thats it! choices.  I can't wait to see what will happen next in my life. God You're awesome!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Just wanna take this opportunity to tell you guys that I love you all! hahaha.... wherever we met, I love you=) Honestly there's alil part in my heart that just thinks that I'm gonna miss SiA. The building itself and also all the crazy awesome humans I met in this building. Ya def gonna miss. Am I gonna cry? haha I do not know. You know. There's one great thing that God gave me. Heart of His to love. I don't even know why do I still love the one person that hurt me so much, of course there's none lar. I just think that since God created everyone, I shall love them with my heart not my brain. I always tell myself to do things with my heart, to be a friend with my heart not my brain. When someone doesn't appreciate that friendship and it comes to a point that there's nothing much I can do, I will just love that person from what I can. People, everyone around you is a precious to God, no matter how bad they are, they are still created in a special way by God. One of my buddy said this, "I'm not weird, but different." How true, weird humans there's none, but different. See, I believe that you can eventually learn something from different people. I do not know who will I be meeting in times to come, but I really pray that I will always use my heart instead of my brain. I really don't care if one day I will get really hurt by them, at least I did my part and I know the best way of healing this pains. One Hug. Lord, may Your love overflow within me towards others around me. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I love this song 1234 by Plain White T's. It's just simply awesome, I like the way they write this song and add on with crazy guitar and guitar and guitar! I'm lovin it! I hope you  all like it too~ I now dedicate this song to all of you out there! Enjoy! and I LOVE YOU~~ haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Till then, for those who may concern, do pray for me as I go tru this part of my life. Pray that I will hold on dearly to God no matter what happen. Ooo and my car broke down. I guess He's too old~ It needs lots of money to fix which can't afford to do so now. Yeap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Love you all and may God bless you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Theresa W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-2276999002748961882?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/2276999002748961882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=2276999002748961882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2276999002748961882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2276999002748961882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/05/ways-of-love.html' title='Ways Of Love'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1011539656716376859</id><published>2009-05-16T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:09:33.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urgent call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>One Urgent Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sg7D91rh33I/AAAAAAAAAMo/86ntjhRx-iY/s1600-h/169152086_08a66894f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sg7D91rh33I/AAAAAAAAAMo/86ntjhRx-iY/s320/169152086_08a66894f2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336418075629707122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks back, the Praise Kids worship team starting to ask for new songs from God. Praying that we can write some songs for Him. This is not only the burden in my heart but burden of this team. I know that this team is ready for it, it is just God's timing for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2days ago, I receive an urgent call, urgent call from God Himself. It was around 23:00 sumthing..  I I took up my guitar and starts to sing. After awhile I find myself crying heart. I felt sumthing deep in my heart that I just can't explain. I started to cry and wanting much to shout so loud. After awhile I long for more from God. More of Him, more of His warm presence. In needed a hug from Him. I was so weak that I have to stop playing my guitar and hug my Father in Heaven. I was graping hold on Him and do not want to let go. I pray, I some my precious time with Him. I was awesome. Beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next things happen was, melody of His love came from nowhere. This is the first time I can remember all the words and some of the melody of something new on the spot. I started to write down the words from nowhere and I record what I remember. I was something new, I do not know yet if this is what He gave. This is where a new song begins. My first and His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all about how lovely He is. This song named, 'One Hug'. How His one hug just can change the whole world. I still remember my first encounter with Him. It was in one of our Praise Kids camp, 'Fear Factor Camp'. Ps David was the speaker for that camp. My first REALLY HUGE encounter with Him was in one of the night where God show me Himself, His love by His one great hug. It was so big, so huge that it just take away the rest. Amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after PK celebration, Stephanie, the great sister with the keys, John, our awesome drummer and my lovely partner Kimberly. I share with them this song. Letting them listen my recording and also the lyrics. I've never know how do you write songs and whats next, but I put my trust in Him for this is His song. Not about us but Him. Steph and I figure out the melody for the songs, with John on the drum, we go tru afew times and at the end, it was done. Melody and the words. We still to need work on it so it's not ready for out come yet. Glory to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something really new, the first time we work on a new song for Him. We really need prayers of yours. We are really looking forward to see what God will do next. I myself still do not know what to do next, the only thing I can do now is to listen to Him. We dedicate this song to God alone. May His Will be done on this generation and the generation to come. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know that He is calling you, do not ignore His call, every call He make is an urgent call. It is because of this call, this song was created. Do not ignore, friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have been praying for us, here I thank you for your support and prayers, may His blessing upon you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, I love you=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theresa. W.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1011539656716376859?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1011539656716376859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1011539656716376859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1011539656716376859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1011539656716376859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-argent-call.html' title='One Urgent Call'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sg7D91rh33I/AAAAAAAAAMo/86ntjhRx-iY/s72-c/169152086_08a66894f2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7314299621575600083</id><published>2009-05-14T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T04:52:34.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Eating As Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SgwFvzEI4SI/AAAAAAAAAMg/O88FphjEAZw/s1600-h/109628786_2f253c474b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SgwFvzEI4SI/AAAAAAAAAMg/O88FphjEAZw/s320/109628786_2f253c474b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335645977246753058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sumthing cool that i've learn yesterday and am really excited to share! Be amazed and change=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genesis 2:8-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-39" class="versenum" value="8"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now the LORD God had planted a garden in the east, in Eden; and there he put the man he had formed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-40" class="versenum" value="9"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the LORD God made all kinds of trees grow out of the ground—trees that were pleasing to the eye and good for food. In the middle of the garden were the tree of life and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-41" class="versenum" value="10"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; A river watering the garden flowed from Eden; from there it was separated into four headwaters. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-42" class="versenum" value="11"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; The name of the first is the Pishon; it winds through the entire land of Havilah, where there is gold. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-43" class="versenum" value="12"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; (The gold of that land is good; aromatic resin &lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="%22#fen-NIV-43a%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;a]"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; and onyx are also there.) &lt;sup id="en-NIV-44" class="versenum" value="13"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; The name of the second river is the Gihon; it winds through the entire land of Cush. &lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="%22#fen-NIV-44b%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;b]"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-45" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; The name of the third river is the Tigris; it runs along the east side of Asshur. And the fourth river is the Euphrates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-46" class="versenum" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-47" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; And the LORD God commanded the man, "You are free to eat from any tree in the garden; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-48" class="versenum" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat of it you will surely die."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk into the bookstore and see a table filled with books on dieting, you know it must be January. After several weeks of over-eating  all kinds of holiday foods, people in many cultures turn their attention to not eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food plays an important role in Scripture. God uses it not only to bless us but also to teach us.  Our misuse of food keeps us from knowing God in ways He wants to be known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament, God gave instruction to Adam as to what to eat and what not to eat (Gen. 2:16-17). Later He gave the Israelites manna to convince them that He was God and to test them to find out if they believed Him (Ex. 16:12; Deut. 8:16). In the New Testament, the apostle Paul stated the proper attitude for everything we do, including eating: "Whether you eat or drink,... do all to the glory of God" (1 Cor. 10:31).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we think of food as a friend that comforts us or an enemy that makes us fat, we miss the wonder of receiving with gratitude a splendid gift from God. Obsessive eating or not eating indicates that we are focused on the gift rather than on the Giver, which is a form of idolatry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When eating becomes a true act of worship, we will no longer worship food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Julie Ackerman Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When food becomes our god,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our appetite for the Bread of Life is diminished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Copyright from 'Our Daily Bread' RBC Ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7314299621575600083?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7314299621575600083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7314299621575600083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7314299621575600083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7314299621575600083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/05/eating-as-worship.html' title='Eating As Worship'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SgwFvzEI4SI/AAAAAAAAAMg/O88FphjEAZw/s72-c/109628786_2f253c474b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-3448585969814901375</id><published>2009-05-02T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:36:30.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This afternoon I was given privilege to lead worship, excited as usual as I am really looking forward for that opportunity to serve Him and with my great team of peeps. I feel the needs of surrendering everyone and everything unto Him before we starts. In every prayer of mine, I pray that God will help us to surrender everything unto Him and let this praise and worship time be for Him and Him only. Some of the team members was really tired, I can't help it but personally ask that strength from Holy Spirit to be upon us.  The word that I receive all the way was Surrender. And so I did and the team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Praise and worship starts with the Joy of the Lord fill every single one of us. Those who's tired seams to be energetic, everyone was singing and dancing with Joy, Praise Him. My partner, Kim was having a great fun too. She was tired. I do not know what to expect from God in this worship time. I know our team wanted to do all that we have for Him only and I pretty sure everyone did that. The Holy Spirit was really strong starts from the beginning.  The Joy of the Lord was just so crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When it comes to worship time. In whom I can Trust was the song. I feel real much of the power of the Holy Spirit the sign language that we're doing. I was extremely powerful. Beyond words. I started to fill myself with His power, it wasn't me anymore who is talking and singing and doing all that sign language. I felt that burden in me. I felt the strong power of the Holy Spirit that I just cant keep it into myself and started to sing in spirit. To have this experience in Praise Kids is not a usual thing and at that point I know that God is doing something, He is ministering. The burden of wanting the children of God to sing out loud to Him was so strong. I keep on asking everyone to sing, sing out loud to God. Letting Him hear your voice. I started to feel that tears in me. It wasn't me anymore. In surrender I let Him minister, I let Him take all the control. The worship team was fully into Him, if it's not, I don't think this will happens. Children started  to sing so loud, they are even louder than the instruments which contains two keyboard and one drum. I was so into Him that I can't open my eyes and just soak in His wonderful presences letting Him do His thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As the songs comes to an end, I feel that hunger for more, that hunger to sing in spirit by every soul in that place. As I ask, I do not know who sing in spirit but I can assure that the Spirit of the Lord is just so amazing and power of the Holy Spirit is just too strong I can't bare it anymore and release it all. This power, this spirit really am moving around upon this place. I started to sing in the spirit, so did my worship team. They did not sing because I ask them to, it is because of the Holy Spirit. I do not know any look or anything that the children was doing at that point. I didn't open my eyes but just to let Him do His thing. I know that the Holy Spirit is changing life in that place. The children, the team members. When we started to sing the last song, All About God. My burden just get so strong, tears started to fall, not much but enough for me to know that is it He. My leader , aunt Annie, came out and take over, at that point I knew that God is doing something greater than I ever imagine in that place. At the same time I fall on my knees and starts to pray for this children of God.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is not easy to lead children into this deep worship. I do not know how many of them is actually responding to the spirit of God, but I do know that God wanted to do something in someone's life that time. He didn't give me a choice to make to do it or not, He just did it as my team and I choose to surrender. I wasn't really sure of what is going on until when I gather my team to pray after the celebration, my partner, Kim prayed about the presences of the Holy Spirit, I am sure that He is doing something beyond my expectation. He wanted to change someone's life today and so be it. This is the beginning of something new. Of cause, we must continue to pray. This team of people I will never give up. I love my worship team peeps, they are just so humble like a child and just so obedience towards Him. Praise God!  I believe as we surrender,  more great things will happen and I'm pretty sure that this worship team are ever-ready! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This kids that we see every week, the whole Praise Kids team members, I do not know who or what did God did to them this afternoon. But I know that things is changing. Looking forward for more of Him and less of us. Is like God bring us to another level of faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When we went off from the stage, I was still so overwhelm, it's just like my body is full with the Holy Spirit, full with His power that I can't carry by my body. I spend some time pray and seek Him and letting Him do the rest. This is something new, something precious to me and I will never ever forget this, I will never ever let this go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This ministry will be change and be blessed. To all my worship team members, you guys ROCKS!!! I love every single one of you guys=] To the whole PK team members, you guys are so precious, we thank you for all this while you guys have really take good care of the worship team and being such a great blessing to us and the kids! WE LOVE YOU ALL!  God is doing something great and wanted to do something great in your life, wanting to use you, surrender. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I think God is really asking us to surrender all unto Him, it's only when you surrender that He can do great things to and tru you. From today onwards, I will choose to surrender. How about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was discussing with one of my mates, Stephanie just now about the worship team. We both agree that God is bringing this team to another level. We have been talking about composing and writing our own songs, from the team of cause. This is still in discussion. We both agree that our team is ready for that, is just to choose to do or not, to scarifies, to surrender. We will be talking to our leader soon about this.  We are ready for the next challenge to come. The next big and small thing that God have planned for us. As you know we are also training our next generation in the worship team, in needs of your prayers in this area as we are new to this and may this next generation of ours be fill with His presences and His power everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here I would like to take this opportunity to give a great big thanks to you all who have really been watching out for this worship team. We don't need to worry about anything because we are always that blessed and that taken care of by all of you. We really really appreciate your prayers and you supports in any ways. All the prayers, the good food, the great time, the honey lemons, the laughers, the spiritual, physical, emotional needs=] We really appreciate when you guys come over and give us a thumbs up or just 'well done'! We learn to giving it all to God=] May this great God that we have bless you all out there. The worship team is really blessed, we will do our best and may He do the rest. May all of us hunger for more of Him everyday of our life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For whom may concern, do pray for us=] we really appreciate your prayers and support in any ways. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Theresa.W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-3448585969814901375?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/3448585969814901375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=3448585969814901375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3448585969814901375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3448585969814901375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-him.html' title='Let Him'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-2688291474696508382</id><published>2009-04-28T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:20:51.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today went to Starbucks, reason is there was electricity cut off this morning and so I decided to get out from my house and get to somewhere with WiFi. I choose Starbucks Warisan. Well it was a hot day and it's still am. I actually was considering library rather than Starbucks I guess is because in library is just too square for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love to go Starbucks, not because of their coffee I think, I seldom take coffee now I guess that's because of my pass experience with coffee. I would prefer some fruit juice or just a cup of tea. Lemonade was my choice this morning.  With my drink I settle myself in a corner with my laptop. I do not know what to expect from going to Starbucks. I wanted to go just so that I can be able to do my assignments. It turns out more than that=]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The main reason why I like Starbucks much is because of their service such wonderful worker they have. No matter what they are doing, they're always with their smile and great attitude. They are just so humble. As I sat down and do my stuff, around lunch time people started to come in. What a great place to hang out, I speak to myself. People with different purpose, different language, different culture, different cup of coffee. Everyone is talking about different stuff. Music, politics, latest news, work. I see joy, friendship, relationship and most of all love. To be able to get together with one another I take that as an act of your love towards others, friends, family, no matter who you are. A smile on my face, even tho I was doing my assignment. I'm just so blessed by this people around me. God shows me the hope for this world. People with different culture, different nation come together and sit under the same roof, sit together in one table. Awesome. I love people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another great thing about this Starbucks Warisan is the awesome view and the wind. Sitting inside being able to look tru to the outside of the building is just what I need when it comes to creaking my head for ideas. This great landscape with wind just bring me peace in within me. I really am loving this place. I told myself to return again more often. I'm pretty sure that night scene will be awesome too. Add on with the great music they always had, jazz and swing. Once again, blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One great thing I found out is that I really enjoy spending time alone as much as I enjoy spending time with people around me=] Being able to spend some quality alone in Starbucks is just what I need sometimes. Even tho there's people in and out around me but this is a way that I can get myself on track sometimes. I know that this is another way that God will restore,  refresh and repair me. I am once again so blessed by Him today. My love towards Him is just more than yesterday. Thank You Holy Spirit. My Lord. My Awesome God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Psalm 85:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Will you not revive us again, that your people may rejoice in you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Revive in Hebrew not only means "to restore and refresh" but also 'to repair."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is how God have restore, refresh and repair me. I love You.=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blessing peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-2688291474696508382?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/2688291474696508382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=2688291474696508382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2688291474696508382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2688291474696508382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/04/starbucks-moments.html' title='Starbucks Moments'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-5657268943990041310</id><published>2009-04-22T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:20:44.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Curse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Two days ago my neighbor and I realize that there was 2 kitten inside of her roof. We have been hearing kitten cries for a few days, but do not know where is it from. One jump down from the roof that day where leave the other one on the roof. We tried to rescue the other one but kitty just refuse to be saved. man...And so i bring home this lil kiddy and take care of him. This morning while I was still peacefully sleepin, suddenly I heard, "Theresa, Theresa" I was like...yes Lord?. Nah... Its my neighbor. She came over and tell me that the other kiddy just down from the roof and am now in her house. I, awaken with a dizzy head, went over and took lil kiddy. I was like, what on earth are they thinking?? Are they tired of life and wanna suicide?? Anyway, lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; black in color kiddy was so weak and am still really weak. Just give her a bath and some milk. Now asleep. When I bring lil black kiddy back, the brown kiddy was so happy and they hug and say "family!" yea...that was my version nway. The first kiddy is brown, male. I name him lil Brown, so that when he's older he can goes with a cool name. hey, my name is Brown. haha! Second kiddy is black, female. Name, lil pretty. When she's older she goes, hey Im pretty. Cool har.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was walking back to my house with pretty, my neighbor with his finger pointing at me saying something, I didnt actually heard what he said I smile with a joyful heart because the kiddy is save and get into my house. After awhile I rush out again then he was doing the same thing! pointing at me and say something, once again I don't really know what is he talking about. I listen carefully. Oo then I realize that he was saying Im bringing back bad luck to my house. Chinese believes that cat are no good, they brings you bad luck especially black ones. Furny~ He won't stop saying that, and I told him, nah.. i don't believe in all those stuff. He still won't stop. I didn't talk to him much because I was really rushing to sent my sister to work, so all the while he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; told me all those bad luck thingie, I just give him a smile that is not that joyful and with my head doing the disagreement sign, where your head goes left and right..? haha. I got into my car and started to pray. Breaking any curse or mindset or anything and speaking blessing for this uncle. I pray for protection upon my parents too, I'm sure uncle will be telling this story to my parents, we ARE neighbor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, people always talk bout curse and stuff. How bad it is. Even the Bible talked bout it. Where is all this curse come from? Now I think the worse thing ever is our tongue. It is from the mouth of man comes with all this bad stuff. Not only man curse, they gossip and all those stuff. I mean the tongue can be the main root for sadness, stress, broken relationship, fight, or maybe even suicide? Just to let you know, the Bible said much bout the tongue of ours. James 3, its all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; about tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;JAMES 3: 5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Likewise the tongue is a small part of the body, but it makes great boasts. Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark. &lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;The tongue also is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. It corrupts the whole person, sets the whole course of his life on fire, and is itself set on fire by hell.&lt;br /&gt;-It might be little, but it got great power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;JAMES 3:9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; in God's likeness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;-A tongue that bless and praise Him shall not be cursing. These both don't come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall really be aware of what we're speaking. Some jokes are not mend to be joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Something else. You know, we try to share the good news of Christ to our friends and family, but sometimes it is just really hard. It's like how my neighbor and I tried to save this lil pretty on the roof, but she just refuse to be saved. Some people are just refuse to be saved no matter how much we try. The kitten just down was lil Brown. For some people, you just need to spend alil time with them and they are touched. Like lilPretty, some just need a longer time, when she decided to jump off the roof, that's when they're saved. It is all about God. We did our best, we tried to save this lilPretty, and in the end it is God. In His timing. Try our best and God will do the rest. One important thing, Prayer. Pray, pray, and pray. Even for lilBrown to come down, i've prayed for 2 to 3 days and for lilPretty to jump off the roof, another 3days. Praying might just take you 3days and it is done, some 3years or even 30 years?. God knows. Be courages my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I told my hamster, you better be good, you're the brother to both of them, since my hamster born first. And I guess he goes......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Se_sJuqw7FI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2ZX_wCoX3kA/s1600-h/ham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Se_sJuqw7FI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2ZX_wCoX3kA/s320/ham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327736536092961874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Se_VxFUMaGI/AAAAAAAAALw/ygahdaYsl5w/s1600-h/ham.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:blue;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt; 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font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Will upload some pictures of lilBrown and lilPretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  Theresa.W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-5657268943990041310?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/5657268943990041310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=5657268943990041310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5657268943990041310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5657268943990041310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/04/worst-curse.html' title='Worst Curse'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Se_sJuqw7FI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2ZX_wCoX3kA/s72-c/ham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8213198437377069439</id><published>2009-04-18T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:03:27.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SeoV4_j73xI/AAAAAAAAALo/qFPf7aW_VP4/s1600-h/desiringgod-738117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SeoV4_j73xI/AAAAAAAAALo/qFPf7aW_VP4/s320/desiringgod-738117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326093578198048530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I can't sleep. I guess I have my brain moving real much now and I'm suppose to wake up early later on to go to church. So I decided to share something awesome here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God. I love the way He deal with me, the way He just amazed me. I am going tru a hard time now. This coming week is my presentation week and this week was not easy. I have to rush so many stuff this is because a few weeks before, my laptop and external hard disk was infected by virus and there goes my assignments, some. Then the problems of installing the softwares and stuff, that, delayed my assignments. So have to rush. It's actually not easy to rush, you have to think so much, have to just seek for ideas out of nowhere and my head feels like gonna explode! I really stress out. Really. I've never felt so stress ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day as I think that I need to do my assignment, I just am tired just to think of it.I have to push myself. I stared to hunger for something. I do not know what. I wanted so much to talk to someone just to make myself feel better. Out of nowhere, the Holy Spirit I believe reminded me that only God can satisfy all my needs. instead of searching for man, I  turn all the way up to God. It wasn't hard and long till I find myself worshiping and praising Him. There I find peace, joy and love and something else! ideas! just what I need. After that minute of spending time with Him, hanging out with Holy Spirit my buddy, I find that I hunger for more of Him every moment of my life, everyday I will just wanted to run towards Him no matter where I am. I guess He's the only reason I'm still doing what I'm doing now. Still holding on. He's my strength, my Love. The sudden of wanting to seek His Word, the sudden of wanting to cry, the sudden of taking up the guitar and praise and worship, praising and worshiping Him everyday, every moment. This is all because I hunger for more of Him. More and more of Him in my life. I am now hunger for even more. I love Him more than yesterday and less then tomorrow it shall be. Take me deeper Holy Spirit. Love is the only word I can describe of what is going on.  I am not alone, He always understand me, going to Him is my choice from now on. Not because people tells me to but because I choose to. I am hungry for more of Him. Holy Spirit, I love You.  To serve Him is what I wanted so much to do next and that is why I get so excited when yesterday comes. Saturday I will serve in Praise Kids and sunday which is today, will be serving in AL service as the PK team is leading the worship. awesome! I love Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love Him more I choose to be. I'm so hungry for more of Him that I wanna be in His presence 24/7 and I am. The Holy Spirit is in me. Let me tell you something, from the moment you declare with your mouth that you want God to be your Savior and Lord, He gave you the Holy Spirit. Do not ignore Him. He is just like a friend who will hurt when you ignore Him and you might be missing something really important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise You my Lord, my Love&lt;br /&gt;Awesome are You my wonderful Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;In You I rest,&lt;br /&gt;With You I wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;Praise You all my days,&lt;br /&gt;Worship You I will be.&lt;br /&gt;I love You more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;I love You, I love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Psalms 145: 1-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;I will exalt you, my God the King;&lt;br /&gt;I will praise your name for ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Everyday I will praise you and extol your name for ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Great is the Lord and most worthy of praise;&lt;br /&gt;his greatness no one can fathom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;One generation shall will commend your&lt;br /&gt;works to another;&lt;br /&gt;they will tell of your mighty acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;They will speak of the glorious&lt;br /&gt;splendor of your majesty,&lt;br /&gt;and I will meditate on your&lt;br /&gt;wonderful works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;They will tell of the power of your&lt;br /&gt;awesome works,&lt;br /&gt;and I will proclaim your great deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;They will celebrate your abundant&lt;br /&gt;goodness&lt;br /&gt;and joyfully sing of your&lt;br /&gt;righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart, You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8213198437377069439?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8213198437377069439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8213198437377069439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8213198437377069439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8213198437377069439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In whom I can trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the Rock I can stand upon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every step of the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You take my hand and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll always be here right beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I call on You I know You'll to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Whom I can trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are my Fortress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're my Deliverer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For all of my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I place my hope in Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who love me with His life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Rock of my Salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Whom i can trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6127434540115679707?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6127434540115679707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is Hepatitis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hepatitis is an inflammation of the liver. It can be caused by viral, bacterial or protozoan infections. Toxic chemicals, drugs and alcohol may also damage the liver leading to hepatitis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is Hepatitis B?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hepatitis B is one of the least five types of viral hepatitis tat affects the liver. Hepatitis B is the most serious because of the possibility of severe complications such as massive liver cell death and strong association with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering that there are over 316 million hepatitis B virus carriers in the world, of whom 170 million are Asians, with 45 million of them in South East Asia, the chance of getting Hepatitis B cannot be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are the signs and symptoms of Hepatitis B infection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;01 No symptoms at all (common)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;02 Loss of appetite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;03 Fever, chills, muscle and joint aches which makes you think you have flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;04 Nausea and sometimes vomiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;05 Persistent tiredness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;06 Jaundice (yellow skin and eyes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;07 Dark urine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;08 Pale faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;09 A distaste of cigarettes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;10 Pain and swelling at the upper right side of the abdomen(where the liver is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;After an individual is exposed to the virus, six weeks to six months may elapse before signs and symptoms appear. Complete recovery may take six months or longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are infected what could be the possible outcome?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~Most people recover completely from the disease and develop life long immunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;~For some people infected with hepatitis B, they do not form antibodies and the hepatitis B virus remains in they blood and they can pass the disease to others. These persons then become carriers of hepatitis B virus and run the risk of developing liver cancer 10 - 20 years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~Among the family members of those suffering the acute illness, nearly half may be infected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;~Nearly 90% of infected newborns become carriers. It has been calculated that 25% of these carrier babies will later (in adulthood) die of complications of liver disease due to the hepatitis B virus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~Persons who have an acute or chronic hepatitis B infection are at high risk of contracting delta agent infection. Delta agent is a recently discovered virus that infects the liver too. A peculiar feature of this delta agent who are acutely or chronically infected with hepatitis B virus. Illness is commonly more severe than that caused by Hepatitis B alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How is Hepatitis B virus spread?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;An infected person has hepatitis B virus in his blood, saliva, and semen, and may also have the virus in urine, faces and other secretions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just like AIDS, you can get hepatitis B by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;01 Sexual contact with an infected person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;02 drug addicts- sharing contaminated needles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;03 Using unsterilized instruments contaminated by an infected person for injections, ear piercing, acupuncture or tattooing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;04 Sharing personal item which may break the skin such as toothbrush, razor, comb or nail clipper with an infected person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;05 Being born of an infected mother. Infection in infancy is often symptomless. But up to 90% of infected babies become carries for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;06 Accidental contact with an infected person's body fluids or secretions through skin cuts/bruises or mucosal membranes of the eyes and mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you prevent the disease?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hepatitis B may be prevented by immunisation with highly effective and well tolerated vaccines that are now available. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Newborns and young children should be vaccinated as early as possible. Young adults and those whose blood tests show no exposure to hepatitis B virus should be vaccinated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The immediate benefits of vaccination will be protection from hepatitis B infections. Delta infection and their related symptoms plus long term potential benefits such as marked reduction in the risk of liver cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Protect yourself and your family today. This is a general knowledge I think everyone should knows. If you think you're a candidate for vaccination, consult your doctor who will screen you and decide if you need vaccination. Immunization by Hepatitis B vaccine is the surest way to prevent the disease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;O and the orange colored, is nothing. The yellow is what I think is something we should be extra take note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-3482484398991081313?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/3482484398991081313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=3482484398991081313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3482484398991081313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3482484398991081313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/03/hepatitis-b.html' title='Hepatitis B'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sb5-vtwlYgI/AAAAAAAAALg/8krSgInuggE/s72-c/nm_injection_080626_mn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4097489810553371866</id><published>2009-02-23T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T04:30:41.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory'/><title type='text'>Giving Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SaKQECvgfuI/AAAAAAAAALI/lbM5T3IOM0Y/s1600-h/praise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305961710125874914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SaKQECvgfuI/AAAAAAAAALI/lbM5T3IOM0Y/s320/praise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been thinking about giving glory to God much recently. Not only in church but in every little thing that I do. Sometime we just Glorify God in church where Christians is around or when we're having some good times. Learning to give glory to God is not an easy thing to do, we are human who love being praise includes myself. It is really a challenge since the day we enter to this world, in everything that we do. Especially when you're on stage, we sometimes takes all the glory and not giving it to the Creator. All the talents, the opportunities, the "waw! you're good in this", the 'A's that you have... Here's something to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;1 Corinthian 10:31&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;em&gt;1 Corinthian 10:33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For I am not seeking my own good but the good of many, so that they may be saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We are actually revealing the glory of God to the world through our words, lifestyle and behavior, at the same time we are giving praises to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How To Bring Glory To God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Summit to God's Will in all thing and willing to suffer for Him.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(John 21: 18-19)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; I tell you the truth, when you were younger you dressed yourself and went where you wanted; but when you are old you will stretch out your hands, and someone else will dress you and lead you where you do not want to go." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;Jesus said this to indicate the kind of death by which Peter would glorify God. Then he said to him, "Follow me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.We are to be content with what God has given us and not worry, knowing God will take care of us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Philippians 4:11,19)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. We can rely on God for strength instead of relying on ourselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Philippians 4:13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;I can do everything through him who gives me strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Helping others and praising God with our mouth, be humble.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Philippians 2:3-4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Be fruitful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Galatians 5:22-23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With Him, we can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(2 Corinthians 3:18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bring Glory to Him name with your character and your lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4097489810553371866?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4097489810553371866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4097489810553371866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4097489810553371866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4097489810553371866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/02/giving-glory.html' title='Giving Glory'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SaKQECvgfuI/AAAAAAAAALI/lbM5T3IOM0Y/s72-c/praise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-646965155398641058</id><published>2009-01-05T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:11:23.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's something to share..but cause of the lighting, it spoil the beauty of the piece of art..hahah! This is sketching. There's more to come as soon as I get it back from my lecturer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287820542627027394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIcxHdMGcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nHEREadCYH0/s320/05012009504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                            Sketching of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                      St Basil's Cathedral, Russia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                         (built between 1555 and 1560)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                            Architect :Postnik Yakovlev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287824252159574978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIgJCiqw8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/eiZ7OkzkB8M/s320/05012009496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                             Original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287823797807391970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIful8qpOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/DywKxnaOHPU/s320/05012009500.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                             Sketching of a beautiful house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                      Simplify Sketching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIcwZ0NNVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uRM_mWalPEo/s1600-h/05012009495.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287820530375538002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIcwZ0NNVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uRM_mWalPEo/s320/05012009495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287820532585867954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIcwiDMKrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/K7HV2MuCB8I/s320/05012009497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                      St. Francis Xavier's Church, Melaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                               Build by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                         French priest, Rev. Fabre, 1849&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287820521208777394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIcv3qrirI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/PqnlTRZj238/s320/05012009494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287820525848784226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIcwI88bWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/X3WuACGcy9c/s320/05012009498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                Do you know where's this? cause I don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                                Thats all for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIX8qyQD1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TtGXvCDb6CY/s1600-h/05012009493t.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIW9zYOJiI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bBcFNSMNVE4/s1600-h/05012009495.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIW9pNSFgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/FV70LlI4DOc/s1600-h/05012009494.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2677405120562346315-646965155398641058?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/646965155398641058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=646965155398641058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/646965155398641058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/646965155398641058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/01/artworks.html' title='Artworks'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWIcxHdMGcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/nHEREadCYH0/s72-c/05012009504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6009492883434889366</id><published>2009-01-04T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:44:43.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotion'/><title type='text'>Our Main Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWD1ZM1E4mI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LQEfX2Z6GkQ/s1600-h/42-17731920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287495775822340706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWD1ZM1E4mI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LQEfX2Z6GkQ/s320/42-17731920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exodus 19: 1-8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; In the third month after the Israelites left Egypt—on the very day—they came to the Desert of Sinai.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; 2&lt;/span&gt; After they set out from Rephidim, they entered the Desert of Sinai, and Israel camped there in the desert in front of the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Then Moses went up to God, and the LORD called to him from the mountain and said, "This is what you are to say to the house of Jacob and what you are to tell the people of Israel: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;'You yourselves have seen what I did to Egypt, and how I carried you on eagles' wings and brought you to myself. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Now if you obey me fully and keep my covenant, then out of all nations you will be my treasured possession. Although the whole earth is mine, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; you will be for me a kingdom of priests and a holy nation.' These are the words you are to speak to the Israelites."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; So Moses went back and summoned the elders of the people and set before them all the words the LORD had commanded him to speak. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; The people all responded together, "We will do everything the LORD has said." So Moses brought their answer back to the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In our performance-driven world, Christians often assume that God's main calling on their lives is to work for Him. But working for Christ should be secondary to our devotion to Him. As Oswald Chambers warned: "The greatest competitor of devotion to Jesus is service for Him." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I encountered this subtle "competitor" soon after the Lord led our family to start a ministry among street addicts. We loved these searching youths, and I devoted my entire attention and energy to helping them experience Christ's saving power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then Derek, one of our seekers, ran back to London and do drugs. This loss shocked me into realizing that I had become so absorbed in our work that my devotion to Jesus had lost its importance. God used my distresses as "eagles' wings" to carry me away from my worship of work and back to my first love - Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God did the same for Israel in Moses' day. He delivered the Hebrews from an impossible taskmaster and brought them on "eagles' wings" back to Himself (Exodus 19:4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Praise God, Derek soon returned. Meanwhile, I had learned a lesson that's vital for all followers of Jesus. Our God-given work must never compete with our main calling: devotion to Christ. - Joanie Yoder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many Christians are strong on service but weak on worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Our Daily Bread ~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RBC Ministry&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This happens to me, giving all my best to serve but not putting the main calling that is devotion as important as serving. Never compete. What is serving if there's no devotion anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let God speak, we listen. God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6009492883434889366?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6009492883434889366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6009492883434889366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6009492883434889366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6009492883434889366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-main-calling.html' title='Our Main Calling'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SWD1ZM1E4mI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LQEfX2Z6GkQ/s72-c/42-17731920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8029829188142385878</id><published>2009-01-01T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:39:35.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  2008 is gone! gosh...Praise God for bringing me tru my 2008, come to tot of it..it was really an amazing year, it started with He who promoted me as president of SIA Committee, wow..that was big.. good times, suffer times, busy times, fun time! it was such a big responsibility to have this, and its an great honor too. I think all this while not only God wanted me to do something for Him with this higher authority, but also He showed me a lot of things that not an ordinary student can see. For example, how the management runs their stuff in college.. I get to organize events, big and small. Opportunity to speak out. God shows me a lot about the deeper root of SIA. Spiritual needs of SIA, the management, lecturers and students. God gave me a wonderful team of people who work hard for the college. Thank you guys! I had a great time laughing with them, suffer together...staying in college till late... awesome. This is how God sharpen and and open my eyes to see the inner part of SIA. I did my best for my 2008 and this year is time for me to retire from being president, I'm very sure that God have something big for me in SIA this year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  God never stop amazed me, He sharpen me tru hard times and also good times. Opportunities.. Tru Praise Kids, I get to be involve in so many events organize by diff churches and even get to go to KL! Let me see... Enrichment Week by Superkids in KL, Superhero Day Camp in Kyrugma and Arctic Edge (Vacation Bible School) in Kyrugma. All this is not only for fun, but it really change my perspective in accepting and seeing things in a diff ways. Making me grow even deeper in love with God, strengthen us as a team esp the worship team. You guys are AWESOME! I'm so so blessed to have this wonderful team of people.. I'm so glad to be involve in all this out off the busy assignment days~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  Seeing Eklektos grow is what I get to witness in 2008 too~ waw...Eklektos... you guys got a strong strong team of ppl who work together hard just to fight for God. This ppl is amazing! God really shows me how Eklektos have been growing only in 2008! and there's more to come! Im excited and I'm sure they are too~ GEM! YOU'RE AWESOME!!! A shout out to my lovely ladies~ Cynthia, Danielle and Joy!!! yeehaa~ this girls is just incredible... I've learn lots of stuff from this beautiful ladies...is just so fun to share our good and bad times together..don't you think so? haha! I'm excited to see what God is going to do with our life in 2009, we will love each other even more because we are family! For Eklektos! I love all of you!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  For my family...i love them so much. 2008, things changes in our house. I can feel the spiritual change...the spiritual war. The wonders of God's love that change this around. We love each other in a diff way now, a better way. Less argue, more discuss. Joy and peace, God pour down upon this family, His blessing I see. Amazing is He who keep His promise. There's break tru in this house. Me and my sister is closer than ever! we share stuff now! haha~ my mom actually went to Praise Kids on our christmas party and see me on stage! thats a BIG THING for me~ my aunt asked me to prayed for her mom for the first time! thats another BIG THING for me. God indeed is having His mighty hand upon this family of mine, He showed me that He have a plan for every single one of them. I'm truly amazed. I'm blessed to have pets too! I get to keep a black and white kitten named Meow Meow and after he leave another same color look alike cat came to my house and stay with us for awhile...then gone. Ooo well I guess he found his true love~ after  that! Aunt Millie blessed me with a hamster!!! my fav~ i EXTREMELY LOVE hamster... I'm so so bless...well name, Mashi Maro, there's a reason why. He's just beside me now! haa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  God You're amazing. Out of my hard times You're always there to push me and build me up again. I do suffer alot in 2008, esp the pressure and stress of bearing the responsibilities. Cry? who don't!? But it is God who always wipe away my tears in diff ways, sometime is just He and I...sometimes He use you great people around me. I'm truly blessed in 2008 and amazed by His way of doing things in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  Here I would like to say thank you for every single one of you who plays apart of my life. If you think you're no one, I'm telling you, YOU'RE WRONG! you are someone that I appreciate alot simply just because God place you in my life. I love you all. May the Lord bless you and build you and open your eyes to see more this year, let Him say I LOVE YOU in diff ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love You My Dear God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8029829188142385878?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8029829188142385878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8029829188142385878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8029829188142385878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8029829188142385878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6166566277058096073</id><published>2008-10-20T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:41:30.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Use</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you know what's the feeling of being fully used by God? Is He taking control of you or is it the other way round? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been giving an opportunity recently to know what's the meaning of being use by God and been challenge. When God spoke to me bout this, we have alil long chat. I ask, "What is it like to be use?". well He didn't answer me right after i ask that, perhaps this is how he answer my question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we were chatting, one thing that He make it clear for me is that I shall have a healthy body in order to do more great thing for Him. So I said...okey... I guess you know that i felt sick often...well obviously He knows. So the challenge begin the day after that. I wanna be use by God fully, no matter what I'm doing, and where I am, but this didn't comes easy. The next thing I know is that i felt sick! gosh, one thing that I've been told. I've been sick for 2 weeks and it started with high fever for 2 days, 100.6c. I know this is not a fight of my flesh but this is spiritual. I pray all day and everyday that I will be heal, but well things doesn't goes as I wanted to. After visiting the doctor, I have to eat 4 types of medicine, which one of them taste real real bad, and after eating the medicine I can taste nothing when I eat. For the whole 2 week I haven't been eating much. All I remember doing is drinking Coke because it helps and eating salad or drinking soup, because eventually everything I ate will come out real soon anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last saturday, is my turn to lead worship in Praise Kids. I was so weak for the whole week, and the night before I spend an hour + in the toilet! funny? ya alil but it suffer. I don't wanna give up and tell my leader that I can't lead worship because I am sick. So I've been praying hard that whole week that I will feel better and heal in Jesus Name. Saturday 12pm, time for me to get out and go for worship practice, still I wasn't feeling any better. 1:30pm after practice, still the same. After that we spend some time praying and the team prayed for me. The team members is such a blessing to me, they pray for me and give me tips too! I've really loved in this ministry. My leader came to me and ask, "Are you sure you can do this?" I do not want to give up and tell God, "God use me today" and I told my leader, "Yes, by faith." So the celebration start, introduction, still I'm not feeling any better but I give my best for God on that stage. Worship time! prepare myself for a few minutes and get myself back on that stage and heat the best for God. Surrender. Me and my team on stage have great fun leading worship and the children and all the people on floor enjoy themselves real much! Amazing! It turns out the worship was great, it was short, but great. I felt nothing but the Holy Spirit and the joy and fun when I was leading, no pain, nothing! I see the Holy Spirit moved in me, in that place. It was strong. After the worship, I quite down myself for a few minutes and praise God for what He did. It was God and nothing else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what I experience, what is it to be used by God. Worship, never about us but it's all about God. To let God use me when I was leading is a previlege. All Glory to God for what He have done. God works tru us when we allow Him to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what we do when it comes to worship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1# &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pray together with the team before and after the worship, EVERY team members must be in, for me this is very important, this is a time for us to know our focus and I strongly believe that God wants us to pray as one team. This is also to create unity in the team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have FUN! I will always tell my team that I don't need anything fancy and stuff, just give me some FUN! Esp to the musicians I'm working with that afternoon, it's not about skills anyway. For me when my team is having fun, I have fun, and the floor will get the same thing too. FUN IS IMPORTANT, well at least in children ministry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray that you guys will make a choice today to be use by the one and only that you can trust most that is God. May your today be fill with joy and peace. God bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: Special thanks to those who help and support me real much by praying, giving me tips and caring for me, what you guys have done is highly appreciate. Praise God for people like you all! God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6166566277058096073?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6166566277058096073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6166566277058096073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6166566277058096073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6166566277058096073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-be-use.html' title='To Be Use'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6917171499885018164</id><published>2008-10-07T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:49:26.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words From Theresa Wang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally my streamyx is alive again...it has been so so so long that my streamyx cannot connect, special thanks to TMNet! haha LOL... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well peeps! hope that I can spend alil more time here.... i have nothing to say now~ just wanna tell you guys that God is always good, you might be going tru some hard time now... but there's a reason for it and I'm pretty sure that you will get tru it somehow! for God is good. He don't harm my friend....He don't. So is your life been challenge? well congrats! for you're gonna be bring to another level of faith and another level of life now! Do not worry, written in the Bible, so do not. Do your best in everything and let God deal with the rest. Praise Him! Praise Him my fellow friends! for He is good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fomula to keep yourself alive and well, Praise and Pray. Keep close my friend, keep close. God love you all so much that i wanna kiss you all out there!!! If you read this post and am looking forward for a kiss from God, tell me ah..hahaha! don worry i won't do anything to you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember! GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6917171499885018164?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6917171499885018164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6917171499885018164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6917171499885018164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6917171499885018164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/10/words-for-theresa-wang.html' title='Words From Theresa Wang'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4824254317511463733</id><published>2008-09-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:58:25.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weeee...God is good. I had a real great week busy and refreshing. Let see... Eklektos Training, Children Camp and teachers training all by Ps David and Ps Steven all this was on last week and few days back. I am really blessed by this two great man of God. I enjoy real much in this process of upgrading my faith and trust. Children camp was AWESOME! God love me so much to let me be part of this ministry, children ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have Ps Dav and ps Stev with us on the day camp, they were the one who do the teaching and basically... the whole camp! Im so blessed by their teaching, its about hero! ya.... Jesus is my hero!!!! alright! lets talk more bout trust now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tru both of them i've learn more bout anointing and trust. I see how they trust in God and where God brings them to when they choose to trust in the Lord in everything they do. Well i really look up to both of them for their faith in God. I was so amazed when God show me how the children worship God with all their heart, 1 pure heart. AWESOME! Honestly i wasn't that ready for the camp, i mean...i do not know much what are we suppose to do, the only thing i know is that me and kimberly suppose to lead the worship. So with that! Just do it for God la. Alot of times we have to sing and lead songs that we do not know, of course with Ps Dav on leading us la... imagine that! knowing nothing about a new song and have to sing that song on stage! gosh! challenging...and i love it! hahahaha. Amazingly we did it! and this is all because of the Holy Spirit. Hallelujah! The worship team was so blessed and i'm so blessed by this team of peeps who choose to trust God and giving the best that they have for God! the little backup singers, the musicians and Kimberly. God shows me how this people grow spiritually and how we grow together as 1 big family. We all choose to trust in God and let Him do whatever He wants in us, and he did use us and his instrument to reach out to the children. The worship was awesome! We had alot of fun confusing most of the time..haha! but we really do enjoy it because God is taking control! It's just so great to see the children really worship in spirit, now, they're not just lifting up their hands because we said so, but! ah! you should see how they worship! it just that pure heart! that first love towards God shown in their face. At that point i know that God is really moving in all this little ones' life and ours too. God is so so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God really shows me what is it to be TRUST in Him. When you choose to trust in Him, miracles happens, life been change, not only other people but ourself too. I learn to trust His with all my heart, esp when this children camp comes, and for reture i received more than enough! I see children grow in their faith, teachers and helpers too. Seeing them worshiping God with all their heart is just!!! ah im speachless! its AWESOME! and i can't ask for more. I love God! He not only let me see all this but He use me, and that feels so great...i don't even need to worry a thing! cos He is already using me. I’ve really learn to let myself to be an instrument of God. Now I pray like I never before, spend more and more time with God. Pray for other people around me like I never before and doing things by faith, I have no idea why sometime I pray for something that I do not know, but I know for sure it is God wanna speak to this person that I’m praying for. Now I’m living a life that not mine anymore, a life that full with God’s plan, doing my best everyday in everywhere for God and trusting that God will use me in everywhere I am, for this life belongs to Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting God is just the best thing I’ve ever felt, it’s awesome! I believe that in everything I do, God have His anointing upon it, and I believe with this trust, things will be change for a better! I know God love people around me. I know God love me! I love Him real much too. Keeping myself close to Him is just so fun for I get to know Him more. I love this life, for it is God who is in control. Thank you Lord! Ps Stev said this, EXPECT! That’s right, I expect God to do some great thing when I pray, for I know that He will do even greater things that I could ever imagine. Don’t worry Ps Stev! I remember what you shared with me. Thank you=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering what is so great about this God I’m saying, I tell you He’s not only my God, He’s my best friend.  Ah… I’m so so touch by this best friend. Well are you ready to trust God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I take this opportunity to pray, pray that Lord you will guide us into trust You more everyday of our life, Father I believe that everything I pray, you heard it and you’re gonna do something with it. I love you Lord. May your Holy Spirit guide us all our days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Ps Dav and Ps Stev for letting God use you=] God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4824254317511463733?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4824254317511463733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4824254317511463733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4824254317511463733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4824254317511463733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/09/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8878619208064580337</id><published>2008-09-04T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:33:11.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimony Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When is the last time you tell someone your testimony? What is your testimony? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone have a testimony of themselves.. the testimony that i'm talking about here is something amazed you so much and God is in the picture of this amazing stuff, well thats my opinion on testimony here. Testimony is not only about how you came to know Christ, it doesn't end there. I've learn that actually we can have testimony for everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The other day i was asking myself, so what is my testimony? When is this testimony happens? I remember hearing a sermon bout this, we gonna keep on update our testimony. So your testimony doesn't stop on how you came to know Christ! you have new testimony everyday. So i started to ask God what's the meaning of updating our testimony everyday? What actually is it like to have a new testimony about my yesterday when i woke up in the morning? Well guess what! Ask and you will receive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Asking God to show me how to update my testimony everyday means that to simply letting Him take control of our life everyday. God do amazing stuff in our life everyday, if you realize that. No matter where we are, what we're doing, who we're with.. He create opportunity, and just for us to do His great thing on this earth today. If only i see my today tru God's eyes, if only i let God fill me with His spirit tru out my today, then i realize that.. there's really lotsa opportunity here and there, and you'll be amazed is how God use you in your today. Waw.. honestly.. going to college everyday is a challenge for me. Knowing that God wanna do something in SIA today, knowing that somehow i'm gonna update my testimony again for today! is just so exciting! Sometime i choose to run away from it, or maybe not bringing that spirit with me when i wake on this earth...it makes my yesterday was just so boring, nothing much to say about it, nothing much to do about it, which is not good, means i didn't do something for God today. Doing things for Him doesn't mean have to be BIG, simple talk with someone maybe is just what you need to do today, who knows that simple talk will change his or her life! right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Real simple, when you wake up in the morning, pray that God will bring your tru your today, not tomorrow but today. Pray that you will be sensitive to His spirit, and the next thing you know... God will amazed you with something maybe a just alil things... so watch out there my friend! Let God use you just today. C'mon peeps! lets update our testimony today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May God fill you guys with His Holy Spirit today. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8878619208064580337?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8878619208064580337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8878619208064580337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8878619208064580337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8878619208064580337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/09/testimony-update.html' title='Testimony Update'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7404887130789783969</id><published>2008-08-17T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T07:13:08.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SKgwk4r9fAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UExovQRtWLU/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235487977068395522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SKgwk4r9fAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UExovQRtWLU/s320/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;NAME:&lt;br /&gt;Lee Chong Wei&lt;br /&gt;DATE OF BIRTH:&lt;br /&gt;21/10/1982&lt;br /&gt;PLAYS:&lt;br /&gt;Men's Singles&lt;br /&gt;COUNTRY OF ORIGIN:&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 1.74 m&lt;br /&gt;Handedness: Right&lt;br /&gt;Place of Birth: Penang, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Congrats to Lee Chong Wei for the great game. He get silver for himself! It is not an easy job especially with pressure that much on the game. I admire his hard work in doing his best till the last minute of his game. I think winning is not that important after all, as long as you've did your best that good. For no one is perfect. Lee Chong Wei really did well all this while, i really love this man, he is always there to try his best even tho he knows that he's not gonna win that game. Thats what i learn from him while watching the game just now. Malaysia! he bring us back a silver!!! lets celebrate this victory together!=] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;LEE CHONG WEI KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK!!! We love you always! May God bless this great man and his love ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7404887130789783969?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7404887130789783969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7404887130789783969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7404887130789783969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7404887130789783969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/08/congrats.html' title='Congrats!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SKgwk4r9fAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UExovQRtWLU/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1324642333381162279</id><published>2008-08-17T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T05:39:08.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetap Cinta Yesus</title><content type='html'>Ku mahu cinta Yesus selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Ku mahu cinta Yesus selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun badai silih berganti Dalam hidupku,&lt;br /&gt;Ku tetap cinta Yesus selamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Abba Bapa&lt;br /&gt;Ini aku anakMu&lt;br /&gt;Layakkanlah seluruh hidupku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Abba Bapa&lt;br /&gt;Ini aku anakMu&lt;br /&gt;Pakailah sesuai dengan rencanaMu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English translation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love Jesus forevermore&lt;br /&gt;I want to love Jesus forevermore&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough trials and tribulations May occur in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I WILL STILL love Jesus forevermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Father,&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Your child&lt;br /&gt;Make worthy all of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Father,&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Your child&lt;br /&gt;Use me as You will in Your plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1324642333381162279?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1324642333381162279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1324642333381162279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1324642333381162279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1324642333381162279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/08/tetap-cinta-yesus.html' title='Tetap Cinta Yesus'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-5330504800937774371</id><published>2008-08-03T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T09:05:09.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolution Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SJXTm-3SrKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lIe0_pkdExw/s1600-h/segi-revo-camp.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230319208924097698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SJXTm-3SrKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lIe0_pkdExw/s320/segi-revo-camp.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Revo was on 1st and 2nd of August. Honestly i was quite tired for that both day was thinking of not going but i'm glad i did went on both night. Well it was awesome! I'm amazed by this team that come all the way from KL and ask for nothing but for us to join them. It's not a team of 4 to 5 but it's a team of 19! i think. The worship was extraordinary, i was really amazed by all of them and real Blessed by Pastor Kenneth Chin. The man that i really look up to. I get to meet my cousin David! haha so happy to see him, feels like ages havnt been meeting him! hahaha glad that he's going great. Well here's something that i've learn for the both day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Revolution of Commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God is looking for dangerous young people. What do you mean? Well like Ps.Kenneth said. There's never been a life saving mission that is not dangerous. If you are called to make a different in this land, you're not gonna stay in a comfortable position. When Jesus calms the storm(Luke 8:22), He choose to step out from the boat and step into the land. He knows what will happen next, yet He choose to take up that risk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, things will be change when you make a decision to follow God's way. This is a commitment. God will never let us stay in our comfort zone for a long time. We need to step out and start to do thing His way. You wanna change this world? you wanna see revival? Be ready to be the dangerous one among the rest. This will 1st, change the way things have been doing and 2nd, status call will be change. Things will never be change if you don't be the different one. People will either love you or hate you. You will be in situation that maybe you dont understand, places that you are today that you don't even know why. Well there goes the revolution. You are the revolution. Commit yourself to this God that you can trust, in every little thing that you do. In Him it will be done. Commitment my friend. Walk the talk, talk the walk. It is time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Revolution of Trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes trust to see miracles. There's something that we cannot do ourself. Sometime all we have is trust, cause we just can't do it. Can you do miracle without God? Ps. Kenneth mention bout this 'What you fail to trust, you will fight' which is so true you know, think bout it. God start gentle, He puts us in situation just that we can trust Him again. Sometime He have to use the hard way cause we didn't respond to Him when He's gentle. Alot of time we do things using our own strength. That makes God just can't do anything. He can only be patience and wait for us to trust Him again. God will always look for a way to bring us out no matter what! God will hurt himself first before you get hurt. Why do you think He sacrifice His son Jesus? Don't you think that hurts Him? Have we thank Him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This both night really amazed me not only the worship, the sermon by Ps. Kenneth or offering time. This young people who is so crazy and ready for God's will be done in them too, amazed me alot! I'm so ready for God to bring me to another level of trust and faith. Taking up this calling that He put in my heart is what i wanna achieve now. I acknowledge that this is not gonna be any easier. But I'm gonna put my trust in Him, be the dangerous one among others. Love me or hate me you choose. As long as it is God's will, worth it, worth it. Knowing that i have God as my head and a bunch of peeps who care and love my that much, my family in Christ, they are like my back bone! Without this peeps i can't stand. well Malaysia! here i come! SIA! things gonna change! hate me or love me, you choose...for i know it is worth it for your life to be change. Young people rise up and take your place. Peeps! YOU ARE THE REVOLUTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-5330504800937774371?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/5330504800937774371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=5330504800937774371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5330504800937774371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5330504800937774371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/08/revolution-tour.html' title='Revolution Tour'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SJXTm-3SrKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lIe0_pkdExw/s72-c/segi-revo-camp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-3404396777460657077</id><published>2008-07-07T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:26:12.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blind'/><title type='text'>Almost blind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    4 in the morning, finish doing assignment and ready to go to bed.. in my room, close the light. When i close the light, i realize that my left eye can't see a thing! It's all dark, so i check if i'm still opening my eye...yes! i am but i cant see a thing.. i close both of my eyes for a minute or 2, open, still my left eye see nothing but darkness. Scary har.... I close my eyes again for a few more minutes... after that, with only my right eye open, went to open the lights. Slowly open the left eyes and finally i can see lights..both eyes..fuh~ scary moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   Darkness is not fun, it is really scary to know that you have both eyes, but see nothing but the dark. Even tho i just suffer that for just that few minutes but it is scaray enough! I can't imaging if I can't see a thing in this world with that pair of beautiful eyes... Now, this world is a beautiful world, we are so blessed cause we can see this world. Don't you think so? I'm glad that i can still see...thank God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   What is spiritually blind? Spiritually, God let us see this world through His eyes. Seeing the needs of others. Whats the point of having eyes if you can only see darkness? The same goes to our spiritual eyes, it is important for us to have this spiritual eyes that see the needs of others and see what actually God wants us to see this world as, people around us, world that you're in, this nation. Since you're created by God, what's the purpose you in this world if you can't see what He wants you to see? It doesnt harm anyone to see this world through His eyes, actually it make things goes even more exciting and easier when you see it through His eyes... really! give it a try....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   I challenge you guys to ask this from God, to see this world through His eyes. Dear Lord, help us to see this world through your eyes, Amen. Do not blind your own eyes. I shall go to check my eyes real soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   God bless~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-3404396777460657077?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/3404396777460657077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=3404396777460657077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3404396777460657077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3404396777460657077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/07/almost-blind.html' title='Almost blind!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7766436610292722583</id><published>2008-07-01T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T02:29:52.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIA Concert'/><title type='text'>SIA Concert Info</title><content type='html'>Our collage will having a concert at Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. Our concert is not just singing but also fashion show and music performance.Not to be missed, we also invite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hau (1st runner up in Reality Show Astro 8tv Superstar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jiaja(Champion of Reality Show Astro Hitz t.v Blast off 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andalusia (Best Vacal and Best Drummer of Reality Show Astro Hitz T.V Blast off 2006)&lt;br /&gt;-SIA Jazz Syndicate(Champion of Sabah 1st Jazz Competition 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket information...&lt;br /&gt;RM15 for Student(only available for primary and secondary school)&lt;br /&gt;RM30 for Adult&lt;br /&gt;RM300 for VIP sit&lt;br /&gt;RM500 and above will be awarded 2 VIP tickets and as invited guest for stage opening&lt;br /&gt;For more information please contact me. Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b166/ochibiko/compressedPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7766436610292722583?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7766436610292722583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7766436610292722583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7766436610292722583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7766436610292722583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/07/sia-concert-info.html' title='SIA Concert Info'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7268972243910641662</id><published>2008-06-29T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:57:58.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Realplayer versoin</title><content type='html'>1. How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Put Your Head On My Shoulder by Micheal Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;I Lift The Name Of Jesus by 1AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s your best friend’s theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Sing A Song Of Praise by Unknow&lt;br /&gt;It’s a praise song for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Slow Fade by Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;This is a good song, check it out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-8SYA6rfbs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-8SYA6rfbs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was school like?&lt;br /&gt;Here’s To You by Collin Brown&lt;br /&gt;Ya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How can you get ahead with life?&lt;br /&gt;Understood by Tank&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I love this movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NkHeeERfAo8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NkHeeERfAo8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Whats the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Savior by Planetshakers&lt;br /&gt;Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HCleEjxB-jI8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HCleEjxB-jI8&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;Take Me- Hendrickson Family and FriendsI really love this song, this song really take me away…but I dono what do it have to do with my Gs tot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How’s your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Heaven In My Heart by Beci Wakerly&lt;br /&gt;Children worship song&lt;br /&gt;Yap….thats right heaven in my heart….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What will be played at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;It’s Beginning To Look Like Christmas by The Chipmunks&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!!!!!???? Gosh….okey….?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Everything To Me by Hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;Ooo yes….Jesus is everything to me!! Sure m gonna have happy life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Chang Sek Su Ga by Justin&lt;br /&gt;Translate, Orangy Summer Holiday!! Hahaha erm….am i??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;Speak To One Another by Unknow&lt;br /&gt;What question is this!? This is another praise song for kids. Nice song…ignore the question pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How can you make yourself happy?&lt;br /&gt;You Are All I Ever Need by 1AM&lt;br /&gt;That’s right! Only God gives me true happiness tru everything He give! You are all I ever need God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Open The Eyes of My Heart by Paul Baloche&lt;br /&gt;Right….what do this mean? God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song would you strip to?&lt;br /&gt;Still by Hillsongs&lt;br /&gt;What???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What does your mom think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Hey I Love You So by Unknow&lt;br /&gt;Oo im sure she is…. Hahaha love you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your deep, dark secret?&lt;br /&gt;Love In The Air by JJ&lt;br /&gt;Now… is that suppose to be dark secret?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your enemy’s theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Worship You For Real by Jaeson Ma &amp;amp; Mike Whang&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha….ooo really?? Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What’s your personality like?&lt;br /&gt;Shout It Out by Planetshakers&lt;br /&gt;OOO YA!!!!! SHOUT BABE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What will be played at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Jude by The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;Gosh… good wan…but there must be a better wan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who enjoy this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7268972243910641662?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7268972243910641662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7268972243910641662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7268972243910641662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7268972243910641662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/06/realplayer-versoin.html' title='The Realplayer versoin'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1571104947976557586</id><published>2008-06-28T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T00:03:25.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  2 days ago my dad bang on a lady's viva here near by my house. I was really shock when my mom called and told me that. I was like....my dad? bang on others? huh? he is such a careful driver, he dont drive fast he drive so peacefully...how come? Turn out actually its the lady's fault she didnt stop when she's suppose to and was like speeding with 2 kids with her...gosh... dangerous. My dad bang on her and he was trying to safe 1 of the kid who is sitting in the front sit, so he side to another side and that cost the viva to bang on someone's gate. The whole gate came off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   You know what, the first thing she said when she get down from her car was "uncle, it's your fault, you bang on me" which is not, there's a line on the road, and there's a 'STOP' sign some more...gosh...my dad just be patience and talk nicely to her lar...show her the line and the sign.. haha...of cos after that she said sorry lar... thank God that everyone is ok. We're glad that the kids is ok. My dad's car still lookin good, just alil damaged...his car is old BUT it is that tough! love his car....but that viva...sad sad... She no only need to pay us, she will also need to pay for the gate and also repair her car. Her car can't actually move nmore. On that night we went to police station cos the lady wanna do report. So report it is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   My dad said this is his first time bang on someone...gosh...thats so not like me.... i have record in banging others! haha...ones again.. really we have to be very careful when driving or even passing the road. Sometime it is not us that is careless, there's just lots of ppl out there that is careless. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Drive safe&lt;/span&gt; is really what i've learn. Well it might not keep  me away from accidents but maybe just maybe you can safe a life and yours. I cant imaging what happen IF my dad was too speeding at the same time. I cant imagine if it is me who was driving. I thank God that my nephew was not in the car, my dad was on his way to pick up the babies that time.. thank God.... thank God.. i still remember when i was real young, some crazy car bang on us, me and my family was in the car and i get injured...oo well till today we do not know who's that crazy car...haha...the only thing i remember most is that i cried alot cos of the pain..hahah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Come to tot of it....there's lots of things happening around me, good stuff..not good stuff.... my family going tru a huge change i think.. really quite a number of stuff that is happening in my family recently.. if you have a heart, do pray for me and my family. Your prayer is needed and really appreciate that. I appreciate you guys spending your time read this and take a step of faith to pray for me and my family.. thank you! i hope you guys learn something tru this post...hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   For myself, well seeing whats going on around me is not even close to fun. What i need most now is really stay close to God, i have no idea why is all this things happening, why now, not only this accident but more than that. It will take me ages to post it...haha you can ask me personally...=] Keep praying, loving and blessing everyone around me is what i wanted to do now.. God love you guys, i love you guys too... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; what you have and appreciate everyone around you, you will not know what will happen tomoro my fren...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1571104947976557586?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1571104947976557586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1571104947976557586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1571104947976557586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1571104947976557586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/06/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1616143504614686167</id><published>2008-06-25T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:55:48.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIA'/><title type='text'>SIA Concert!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SGMe8biRFWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LJQul44owoI/s1600-h/compressed_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216046816957633890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SGMe8biRFWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LJQul44owoI/s320/compressed_Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okey... as you can see...This year &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sabah Institute of Art&lt;/span&gt; is going to have our own concert!! weee... we're gonna have some cool band performing and also fashion show! Interested? Ticket is now available, contact me in any ways that you can for more info and for a ticket. I only got this poster for now, but there will be more information about it coming soon! Will upload the trailer here too really soon! Stay tune~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1616143504614686167?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1616143504614686167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1616143504614686167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1616143504614686167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1616143504614686167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/06/sia-concert.html' title='SIA Concert!!!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SGMe8biRFWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LJQul44owoI/s72-c/compressed_Poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-884803377595828126</id><published>2008-06-24T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:07:56.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's 3am in the morning, 25 of June 2008. Me and my family am awake cos of 1 call. Dont worry this is not gonna be horror... My sis called and look for my mom, when i pick up that phone i knew this is not gonna be good, of cos what do you expect, its 3 in the morning. Guess what, she called to tell us that the husband is scolding her because of some stuff that he can't handle. She cried, and am still crying... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Husband came back 2am, drunk and started to scold her.. this is not the first time, and it will not be the last... she cried like she always do... we wanted to go her place and just bring her out from there and settle stuff out, but she refuge cos she knows that it wont help and she dont want other ppl to hurt. I wanted so much to just punch him, i really do! This is really heart broken. You woke up and found your husband to be drunk and scold you for something that is not your fault? how good can that sound and it can be worse. Who knows what will happen next? I wanted to be the superman to save my sister and the children out from there! but i know i can't. Things happens, lots of things is happening in my family, mom argue with her brother, and now this. What next? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate the fact that i have to see this happening, have to hear my sis always cry because of that same old guy of hers and have to fight and suffer for her safety and the safety of both of her children. In that house, she have to really humble herself for the safety and future of the children. I am sick of this! this is not the first time! and it only get worse. It is not fun to know that this happens to my sister, you would not enjoy when you know your sister is suffering that much, he have really make me sick of him in somehow, all that he did. If you were me you will wanted to punch him, but i know i can't do that cos that will leads even more trouble. No one will listen to me at this moment, i understand. All that i can do now is ask God for help, crying for my family, my sister who always suffer this. You have no idea how much my sister try to make things better and make that family a better family for the children, but this guy who never listen, never think, never mature, just brings everything down. My sister really have that patience. I really pray that 1 day he will be change... to a better husband, a better father, a better person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now my mom can't even sleep, sitting out here watching tv or the other way round, she's worrying alot i know, just that she do not what me to know cos she do not want me to be include in this, trying to protect me, i can just tell her to not to argue with them but handle this problem with care. I know i cant help much, and the best way i know is to pray, so i did, praying that God will take control, there's a reason for everything to happen, i believe. I call God and cry out to him, just like my sister called my mom cos she knows somehow she can find peace and believe that my mom can do something in this. And i believe as i call God and cry out to him, i believe that He will do something to handle this problems. Thats the only thing i can do and i wanted to do, i can't go and punch him, i can't talk to my sister cos i know she will not listen to me, so i talk to God then, He listen, He helps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friend, marriage is something that more of the girls will be looking forward to. Do you know that when my sister knows that she's gonna get marriage, she's the happiest person in this world, even tho she knows what kinda person the husband is. I think she have always been dreaming of raising that children with her husband, even tho so many things happen yet she tried to be the peace maker, say nothing just let him with his temper goes. She still love and will love the husband the same no matter what he do. As a third person, this is really hurting, suffer to see my sis have to suffer. Don't even think of loving someone if you can't love yourself and take good care of yourself, i'm not talking bout physically. Love everyone around you, esp your family members, no matter how hard it is, love. Now i choose to love my brother in law, cos i am called to love, it is not physical war this is a spiritual war. Love him more and pray more for him, a changed heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things happens for a reason, i will alwys keep them in prayer, cos i believe in it. God have Your way. If you have a heart please pray with me. Prayers is really needed. Thank you. May God bless you and your family..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-884803377595828126?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/884803377595828126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=884803377595828126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/884803377595828126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/884803377595828126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/06/call_24.html' title='A Call'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-2012868797965927038</id><published>2008-06-16T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T21:04:23.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God-centered Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Do you realize that lots of time when we get something we'll be so attracted to the exterior, the outer beauty of it and forgot and even ignore the inner beauty, the important part of that something? Well I donno bout you, but i do...haha! A cup of coffee...do you go Starbucks for their good drinks or something else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Let me introduce you to a man name Nehemiah. Nehemiah is a very important man for the kingdom that he is in. He's the wine and food TESTER for the king.  So he play and very important role not only to the king but also the people... In Nehemiah chapter 1, erm the Bible k.. talk bout Jerusalem, Nehemiah's hometown. Walls been broken down and gates have been burned down. Whats the bigdy you ask? In those days the walls and gates is real important without it the enemies can attack easily... When Nehemiah knows bout this, he prayed and fast for days so that the king will free him and let him go back to Jerusalem to fix the mess..and he even confess the sins on behalf of the Israelites. Nehemiah got what most ppl want, i mean... he's the most important person in the kingdom...kinda.. but YET his heart is always with Jerusalem, his hometown. His concern has always been in God's purpose for Jerusalem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Now lets learn from Nehemiah...how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;1.OUR PRIORITY MATTERS TO GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- God's invitation. Are you hearing Him today as He invite you to do something with Him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Do what is important in God's eyes to pealse Him rather that pleasing others or even yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Just like Nehemiah, he choose to go back to Jerusalem, his hometown to fix the mess because he knows that his priority is also God's priority. That is His Will for Jerusalem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;2. OUR ATTITUDE MATTERS TO GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Discover our attitude towards God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Nehemiah discover that the more he seek God, the smaller your problems appear. Nehemiah have a deep respect towards God, and he trust Him. Nehemiah fears God, so he choose to trust that by His strength nothing is impossible. (Asking the king for permission)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;3. OUR PRAYERS MATTERS TO GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Nehemiah ask favor from God that the king will release him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Nehemiah trusted that God can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Nehemiah praise God and repent for the Israelites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- God is our promise keeper ( Nehemiah 1:8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Persistent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  ~ Continue to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  ~ If you can't pray, look for love. Means look for others to pray for you or pray together even better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;  ~ Luke 18: 1-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;     -The persistent widow get her justice from a unjust judge after begging and begging. (V8) What more when we cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;      out to God? Dont you think He will do something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;     -The tax collector, humble himself and justified. (V14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;     -Let the children come, coming like a child to His kingdom. ...kingdom of God belongs to such as this...(V15-17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prayer comes with His word. There's no short cut my friend...get real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pray Until Something Happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-2012868797965927038?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/2012868797965927038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=2012868797965927038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2012868797965927038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/2012868797965927038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-centered-life.html' title='God-centered Life'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1921159471192875393</id><published>2008-06-09T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:41:01.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SE3paJbQX6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/z5e3tRnk0RQ/s1600-h/27-05-07_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076979353640866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SE3paJbQX6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/z5e3tRnk0RQ/s320/27-05-07_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well airport is definitely where all the picking up and sending off is... recently been spending lots of my time in airport..it's either sending or picking people up or others been sending and picking me up. A very happening place indeed. Last night i went to Terminal 2 again, was picking up Joy who just came back from Jakarta... Everyone gather in the arrival area.. waiting for someone they love to come out from that place. I very sure they love them...if not why would they bother to wait right...unless! ooo nvm.... well slowly people coming out....and most of them bringing a smile with them. There's this lady with a 2 month old baby waiting for the husband to arrive, when they saw him, the 3 of them have a big smile at their face. How happy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just fun to see the faces of ppl when they meet their love ones.. the smile... the hugs... the cuddle... what a place with full of love... well at least thats what i saw last night. I love airport... why? When sending people off, even tho most of the time it will be very sad and hard to send people off...i remember when sending my sis off, i cried like mad... and send Janice off its not a fun thing to do.. but sending them off means that they are going to have a new beginning in life. Sometime people just need to go, and im happy that they get to...cant wait to hear their stories.. It is indeed tears of sadness and happiness.... Picking up is even more fun... maybe it doesnt sounds fun to most of you... i know sometime we fly too much till we're actually bored of it. Picking up and sending off is nothing for you...haha... well for me...no matter you've been outstation for a week or just a day or 2... it is still very fun and it will bring a smile to myself when seeing people coming back even tho its just that awhile. It is just the joy you will have when knowing the one you love is back and safe...haha! Still remember that day my parents went to pick me up when im back from KL. My mom was so happy to see me...and i am too very happy to see them. Even tho my dad looks really sleepy, ya of cos its 12am.... oo well.... thats how they love me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love airport, i enjoy flying on airplane. The airport where tears and joy is...so happening! Flying is just such a fun time, a time for you to be just with you yourself... i will spend my time reading or just thinking some stuff.. use every second of that time wisely... seldom sleep on air unless im very very tired... i would rather do something else like talking to a stranger that sitting beside me... make some frens and get to know their lifes... even tho it is just for that while, but i really treasure that moment.. it's fun to know someone's life goin on.. This lady sitting beside me with the name Siti, she's just someone that is fun to talk with... we shared alot of things bout our life in only that 2 hours ++ its like bringing our 20 years into 2 hours... such a fun time. Everytime i meet someone new...i will pray for them... so i'm sure God will do His things on her now.. ar.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Treasure every moment, every second of your life. Use it wisely and just enjoy your time in doing stuff that you are in. We will never know what's going to happen in the next second and time pass by just like that....fly away.... it is not a waste of time to blog this. It is an adventure to share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1921159471192875393?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1921159471192875393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1921159471192875393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1921159471192875393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1921159471192875393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/06/airport.html' title='Airport'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SE3paJbQX6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/z5e3tRnk0RQ/s72-c/27-05-07_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6423245685704025483</id><published>2008-06-09T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:52:05.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I was there when you were torn apart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now a piece of you is gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow you wish that you could only find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little strength to carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You've tried so hard to make it on your own &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That your heart has come undone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; So I am here to prove that I alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have the power to overcome &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let your heart be troubled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This world will never keep you down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It will never keep you down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So rise up, my friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, this will never be the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; So rise up, my friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And live again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't want you to feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; It's not what life was meant to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so for you, my friend, I'll take your shame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You can give it all to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause you've wrestled demons every day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they've dragged you to your knees &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But in your weakness you will learn to find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I will always be your strength &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In life or in death &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through joy or regret &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all of the secret things you have done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what comes, my friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing can keep you from the love of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dbcfd286fb5b2d92" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddbcfd286fb5b2d92%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262563%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D293F3E70E0A0C0DEB0436A9F5FBB5669DF63F783.37CA0490639F1F10B2E776EF9D703C708779CCEC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddbcfd286fb5b2d92%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3b062imcTgxC5P0owqdFN6ZgIC0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddbcfd286fb5b2d92%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262563%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D293F3E70E0A0C0DEB0436A9F5FBB5669DF63F783.37CA0490639F1F10B2E776EF9D703C708779CCEC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddbcfd286fb5b2d92%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3b062imcTgxC5P0owqdFN6ZgIC0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6423245685704025483?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dbcfd286fb5b2d92&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6423245685704025483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6423245685704025483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6423245685704025483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6423245685704025483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/06/rise-up.html' title='Rise Up'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8097235853443119572</id><published>2008-05-26T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T07:42:43.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Level Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SDrLLNjqr6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LdSVp2hE5vw/s1600-h/IMG_8078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204695712858288034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SDrLLNjqr6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LdSVp2hE5vw/s320/IMG_8078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm...remember the other day i blog and wrote that i'm ready for challenge to come. Well.... guess what! I'm on my way! Last saturday, Eklektos... God confirm me again that i'm gonna face more stuff now, challenging stuff, He's gonna bring me tru another level of my life, another level of my faith. He too tell me that i will need to stay real close with Him, gonna keep myself awake and real real close to Him. I know it is God who talk. The moment He told me all this. Honestly i'm afraid... a more challenging life, a future that is unknow. Yet knowing that it is gonna be more than what i am in now. I know that God is bringing me deeper since 2 weeks ago... and on that night, when He told me all that, i stand in the middle of the hall and wanting to cry but i just cant. I walk towards aunt Alice, the speaker of the day and tell her what happened. It is always fun to talk to her, cos i always learn alot from her. She prayed for me...she prayed that i may listen to God wherever i am, whatever i'm doing...i will obey, letting everything go when He call me. This is whats going on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The word prayer warrior have been going around me this few weeks, the other day when i was praying God shows me some people, people that i love crying cos of different things but all of them crying cos they're searching for love, from God or from other people. All because of LOVE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The next thing i know is...i dedicate myself to be a prayer warrior, to pray for this people who seek for love and who wanted to know God even more... tears, when i pray for this people around me. Well few days later 1 of my fren was sharing bout being a prayer warrior, I was shock when at first she talk bout this, den she said 'i think God is calling you to be a prayer warrior' i'm like..! was driving....and at the same time was asking God...gosh....shock! then she continue sharing to me bout her friend who is called to be a prayer warrior... So i started to ask God bout this and ask people around me bout this... Prayer Warrior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is not gonna be easy and it is a new thing for me. Honestly... i really scared whn it comes to know bout this prayer warrior thingie...if you wanna know why, you may figure out what actually prayer warrior is and you may ask me personally. Was asking God if i'm ready for this... Really think alot bout this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My life actually changed when God bring me to this level... sometime i will woke up in the middle of the night and do nothing but pray, and pray...till i felt asleep again. Pray for whoever that God place in my mind. Some days when i was really tired out, non stop doing some stuff the whole day and all that i want is a nice sleep, well...i dont get that, very often i will somehow gain the energy and strength and sit myself down and pray for an hour or 2. That happens sometime... When i'm alone in my car, i will just spend some time praying...for what and who i do not remember....seriously...it just come so sudden. I'm a person who forget stuff easily... so if God wanted me to pray for something, i would write it down quickly... thats why i have my trusty book with me wherever i go...haha! God train me in this way. If only i didnt write it down and didnt actually prayed bout it, well He might take it away...He might give it to someone, i really do not want that to happen... but i'm not prefect, aunty alice said i shall ask for forgiveness and repent.. Thank God for this people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is not fun, it is not something that i can do by my own understanding and strength. Just like playing games... you need to level up, same goes to my life... need to be level up, life would be boring if there's no level up... God brings me to where and what i am today and will be cos He knows that i'm able to handle it. He knows my ability, I am still trying my best to do the best that i can in everything that i'm in, but knowing that God goes before i do, He will bring me tru as long as i keep my heart close to His. I am now actually going tru a hard time with things that happen around me. This means that i need to get even closer to God, need to search His heart even more... I'm not gonna give up on anything or anyone, i'm gonna move forward even tho i did something wrong at times and go tru hard times. God will be with me, He will go before me. I will use what i have and who i am to bless people around me. God use me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God for those who read this, i pray that you will bless them and take good care of them. Bring them up as you have done to me. Let them see as You do, let Your love be the reason they live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8097235853443119572?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8097235853443119572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8097235853443119572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8097235853443119572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8097235853443119572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/05/level-up.html' title='Level Up'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SDrLLNjqr6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LdSVp2hE5vw/s72-c/IMG_8078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-5758939615605213721</id><published>2008-05-25T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:55:43.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im tagged by Danielle again...haha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seven things you plan to do before you die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Bless others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Reach out to people that God wants me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Use my life for Him alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. To love everyone as much as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Share the good news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Bring up the next generation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seven things you can do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Write with my left hand… of cos…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Laugh with no sound… really!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Play guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Drive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Make Joy laugh like mad!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seven most repeated phrases or words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Fine…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Ya right…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Really??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three names you go by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Theresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Tee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Tess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three things you like about yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. My life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three things you don't like about yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Cry alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. taking up lots of stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. get tired easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three things that scares me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1.Snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Mouse that came out suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Tickle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three drinks I like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Fruit Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Yogurt drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Something to do with lemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three of your daily essentials:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. God’s word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three things that you are wearing now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Tshirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Short pant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Hair clip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three of my current favourite movies:&lt;br /&gt;erm…gosh.. have not been hanging front of the screen much… so don have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two truths and a lie: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know the truths and why do you need lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three things about the opposite sex that appeals you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. His smile, the way he make me smile..lol…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. His walk with God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Character and attitude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three careers that you are considering, or have considered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Interior and landscape designer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Psychologies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Pilot… I just enjoy flying&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-5758939615605213721?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/5758939615605213721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=5758939615605213721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5758939615605213721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5758939615605213721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-tagged-by-danielle-againhaha.html' title='Im tagged by Danielle again...haha!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-3387234470657543335</id><published>2008-05-19T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:09:26.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accidents'/><title type='text'>Terrifying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Yesterday when i was havin my nap, i dreamed bout my sis. We were at her work place, Stan Chart, and something not good happened. I do not remember well what actually happen in the dream. So i woke up and pray bout it. Night, my sis text me and ask me to send her to work... ones again i was reminded of that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   So just now i went to pick her up and send her to work. When i saw her, she was wearing the same clothe as i seen inside my dream. Gosh... i keep praying... pray that God will protect her. Well something happen next! When we're on our way to Stan Chart, we almost get hit by this red taxi. This taxi with 4 uncles in it was trying to turn and get out from his parking place without taking notice that my car is just at his blink spot. It was really close. Thank God i wasnt speeding that time... or else... i cant imagine. my sister was beside me, she scolded me for what happen. haha... well i will always be the 1 who o blame even tho its really not my fault, and the uncles is laugh as if he didnt do anythin wrong. oo well just thank God that everyone is fine. I was shock and i did somehow shout? i dono...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   This is not the first time, few days ago when i was on my way home, Foh Sang traffic light. The road opposite Damai, 2 lane. 1 can go both way either straight or to the left and the other 1 can only go 1 way that is the left. I was on the road with you can go both way and there's this Kelisa beside me. When the light turns green, this Kelisa tried to go straight which he's not suppose to and almost hit me who is trying to go to the left side. Thank God there's no car behind me for i was trying hard to break. Thank God my break works. This guy in the Kelisa is crazy! how can he put his children in danger like that! there's a kid inside the car. If he does bang on me that day, i think i wouldn't be writing this blog now. It is that bad. Really, he's so close to me and yet he's trying to do this crazy stuff. Putting him and his family in danger and myself. I cant imagine if there's a car behind me, it will be a real bad accident if it does happen. Thank God that we're all ok. Thank God that there's no car behind me, thank God that He's protecting me all the time. Almost get killed. Gosh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Well i'm still terrify by what happend this morning and the Kelisa thingie... thank God for all this while i was driving slow, my dad always remind me to drive slow. Cant imagine what will happen if i did speed... Sometime it is not that we're careless. It's just people around us that is not careful. Drive safe my friends... you will never know what will happen next. Just be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Another thing that you might need to take note is this. I'm still alive...i know you might dont care! hahaha! nway... this is all cos God been protecting me and people around me all this while. Eveytime before i start my engine i will say alil prayer, for protection and journey mercy. I think thats what been keeping me safe all this while. If you guys have been doing it, keep doing so. If you don't actually do so...well maybe is time to try sumthing new? Lets not put our life and others' in danger...Appreciate every second of your life, no matter is good or bad. Just thank God that you're still alive and well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Drive safe. God bless.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-3387234470657543335?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/3387234470657543335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=3387234470657543335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3387234470657543335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3387234470657543335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/05/terrifying.html' title='Terrifying'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-1972816112186214653</id><published>2008-05-19T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:59:23.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasih Sayang Resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SDFcnWU2ZlI/AAAAAAAAADs/xbtI54tvdWY/s1600-h/title.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202040875667318354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SDFcnWU2ZlI/AAAAAAAAADs/xbtI54tvdWY/s320/title.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Went to Kasih Sayang Resort this morning with my lecturer and 1 of my friend. It's in Kiansom, Inanam..the highest hill in Inanam... sumthing like that... got just everythin you need. The adventure when you're goin to the resort, the road is well...not in that good condition but it's not the worse that i've seen. Funny how my lecturer put it in....he said it's like a free massage for us. so ya...massage it is... We also discover the unique tree on our way there. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air is so fresh and cold... goodness it is just... i dono.. im speechless.. it's just so awesome! i've never tot that somewhere nearby will get such a great place! We went in and check out everythin in there. The crazy awesome view of KK! The peaceful of the resort... gosh...i am really speechless. We met the owner of the resort, but didnt get to talk to them cos well they're having their holiday so we figure out not to take away their holiday... So this kind lady Ms. Mailin show us around. She said she only have 15minutes to show us around.. but i think we took more than that. So kind of her=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the resort really amazed me, the view is just...ah! speechless! the resort is so relaxing...God just bring me back to the nature again as i ask for. Kasih Sayang Resort really am a good place. A place where you can actually relax yourself. Not need to go so far, not need to have a crazy long ride, and free massage on the way there! cool har! you have to go check it out to know what i mean here..hahaha! Guys really! check it out if you guys have the time and of cos the transport. But they provide transport too.. so no worries... m planning to go again some days... real cool.. love it.! im sure you guys will enjoy it too! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info check out &lt;a href="http://www.kasihsayang.com.my/"&gt;http://www.kasihsayang.com.my/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202041141955290722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SDFc22U2ZmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4p24QLL-bO4/s320/photo08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This picture is taken for the site. Check it out for more awesome pictures! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-1972816112186214653?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/1972816112186214653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=1972816112186214653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1972816112186214653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/1972816112186214653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/05/kasih-sayang-resort.html' title='Kasih Sayang Resort'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SDFcnWU2ZlI/AAAAAAAAADs/xbtI54tvdWY/s72-c/title.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-218568034369420071</id><published>2008-05-16T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T05:17:10.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God who leads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What a week... this week been quite busy, going here and there, up and down... meeting after meeting...gosh gosh.. currently is more on college stuff, handling and m gonna involve with organizing some events. At the same time m also starting to do my assignments. 2 different scale window display, Sketching, having talk everyday and gonna do the reports, meetings, meeting minutes to write. Translate for a few speakers this week. It wasn't quite good but haha it was funny..thank God i have great people around me.. love them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll appear in college very often nowadays, everyday...sometime from 8 till 5pm. Macam working this... All this while i've been trying my best to do the best that i can for God. Sometime i will ask myself why actually am i so busy? why am i taking up so many responsibility? People around me will ask what am i actually so busy with? Some of them know how my days been going on. They see my tiredness.. haha...ya.. i get tired real easy actually the same goes to sick. But m still very healthy now! Praise God. How i miss the nature where there's just God, the nature and i. Miss Papar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well even though life doesnt seams to be easy... being around people that i am now is very challenging sometime. yap=] But i'm glad with who and where i am today. Cause i know that God is working in me.. i feel so alive! being busy is not actually a bad thing. I actually enjoying my life now. I guess is cause there's a reason for me to move on, a goal to achieve.. cool... Lots of things i do not understand YET, some of it goes quite a time...some of it happens recently, but it is because God knows my strength and He knows the ability that i have, so i trust in Him in all that i have. My future. People that i love so much, those crazy guys around me, people where God is crazy bout. God is really challenging me in care for them and love them. But i love the fact that i can hang out with them and show them my care and love. Bless them. All i wanna do now is to bless others with my life. This life is not mine, so let God use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God's gonna bring us tru all this things that we're going tru. Good or bad. He'll bless you in different way and encourage or even confirm you in something in different way. Hold on there! Another thing that been keeping me moving on is the awesome people around me, friends that who understand and care. My cute family...haha! love them real much.. friends and family that need God so so so much! yap...they're 1 of the reason i choose to take up the challenge too! God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm - Enjoying and happy in all the responsibility that i'm taking&lt;br /&gt;     - Ready to take up more responsibility&lt;br /&gt;     - Ready for more!&lt;br /&gt;     - Gonna bless others with all that i have&lt;br /&gt;     - Gonna love you more! Don worry i wont eat you&lt;br /&gt;     - Gonna let God brings me to another level, Surprise me LORD!&lt;br /&gt;     - Not giving up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Be ready to experience the fun that you're gonna go tru when you let Him take the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Things looks hard? well let God takes it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200947570267285058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SC16QmU2ZkI/AAAAAAAAADk/V7GWFbS2bNc/s320/slideSmile03_baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                               Smile!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-218568034369420071?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/218568034369420071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=218568034369420071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/218568034369420071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/218568034369420071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-who-leads.html' title='God who leads'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SC16QmU2ZkI/AAAAAAAAADk/V7GWFbS2bNc/s72-c/slideSmile03_baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8228756955041200556</id><published>2008-05-05T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:18:01.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Right. my holidays just ended, and now is time to get back to track.. get myself back on reality. My heart was really really troubled when i know that i'm gonna get back to college life again. Not the assignments and the people, but the fact that i'm gonna have to take up alot more responsibility. There's alot of things to plan, alot of things to deal with. The night before monday, i was thinking alot bout this. The main thing that pulling me back from going back to college is the responsibility that i have to bare as a president and also as a Christian. Well ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a president is never easy. There's alot of things that i have to think of. Have to run alot of functions too. Anything that have to do with the college.. i have to get involve, no matter is good or bad. So i've been really doing alot of thinking lately. And no one will understand but only God. So, only God knows la..haa.. well..a new semester means something new is comin on my way.. It's good you know.. but it alil hard when you know there's this responsibility to take up. I told God, i'm not gonna turn away and turn back. We've go this far..and i wanna keep pressing myself forward for God. See, God is the reason i'm in where i am today. He's the reason that i join this college at the very first time. He gave me a sensitive heart for people around me, so that i may understand their situation and bless and help them. He gives me a loving heart to love people around me. Yes all of them, God is love. Everyone of them deserve to be loved and deserve a second chance in life. Sometime is hard to love, especially in this college..haha. If you read my blog before this one you'll see.. haa.. but i choose to love them even more everytime i'm hurt by them. Cause i know they're gonna be awesome and greatly use by God one day. No matter how hard are they to deal with, i believe in loving them is all that i can do. Love is a strong word you know...and i'm saying it and taking up the responsibility. This is all for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is the first day of our new semester, and normally we'll have Assembly. The management wants me to give a speech as the president of students council in my college. Well i didnt actually get ready for it. I do not know what i'm gonna say and what God wants me to say. I was still thinking real much bout the responsibility i'm gonna get when reality hits! haha. Well a night before that, i didnt sleep. I spend my time pray and pray and pray. I was really crying out to God. I really need to cry that time. So who else do i turn to if it's not God. So i did. I told him everything and seriously get myself that close to Him to just feel His present right beside of me. Like how a child needed and father, and there He is for me. Worshipping and crying all out.. and more crying...ya i cry alot..really...alot.. I start to pray for my college. I know it is God's heart desire to see the college change, and His heart desire became mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin to ask God what shall we do, how should i glorify His name even in all this that im facing. I even pray for my speech, is a just simple speech that im suppose to give but i really pray that this speech that i give won't just be another speech that they listen and thats it. I ask for words from God. Cause i wanna mean what i say, not just bluff some stuff out of my mouth.. but to really give them all that i will say. Things that i'm gonna share is true, things that i'm gonna say is a assurance to them. At that point, i'm ready for everything that is coming up. So i gave my speech, sharing alil bout myself being in SiA and being a president. After that is all the promises that i guarantee the students and the parents, that is we will stand for the students right.. and more. Well every word is a responsibility. Right before my speech the devil been trying hard to mess up my mind, by telling me that every word that i'm gonna give is a responsibility. And i told the devil to shut up cause i'm ready to take up that responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a speech i gave, more responsibility i take. Well i'm glad that i actually did what is right. My row of who i am today is never for myself. It is never about me. It is for the students and most important is for God. I'm now every ready to take up whatever responsibility i'm gonna get for this time. Why? Cause i know that God's gonna go before me. He's gonna give me things that i can handle, the most important thing is that He's gonna be beside me and i know that. I'm myself no more, God is taking control of it. All i wanna do now is to bless others and love them with all that i can. Longing for a good life? This is how mine spells. But now i'm officially sick! haha but YET i'm gonna press forward and glorify His Name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197172236275163570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SCAQnPO0IbI/AAAAAAAAADc/2Fdn20oP1_w/s320/I1%2520Pressing%2520on%2520Towards%2520the%2520Goal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8228756955041200556?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8228756955041200556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8228756955041200556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8228756955041200556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8228756955041200556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/05/pressing-forward.html' title='Pressing Forward'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SCAQnPO0IbI/AAAAAAAAADc/2Fdn20oP1_w/s72-c/I1%2520Pressing%2520on%2520Towards%2520the%2520Goal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4946176533698759376</id><published>2008-05-01T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T00:47:43.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im TAGGED! by Danielle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Most memorable things he/she has give/done to you :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HIM&gt;buy me chicken wing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HER&gt;bring me to Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason is because :-erm...i'll tell you whn that happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5 things found in my bag - rubbish, handphone, key, planner, notebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5 things found in my wallet - money, verses, receipt, love shape money, cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5 favourite things in my room- bed, my guitar, blanket, bible, pillow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5 things I always wanted to do- Bless others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5 things I am currently into- rest, youtube, takin care my nephews, more sleep, practice singing and guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5 things I am currently would wish for-Bless others with my life. Spend more time with my family. Giving UP all that i have for God. Explore. Bring Heaven to earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[You]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First Name – Theresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nickname – T, baby, tess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What do people normally mistake your name as – coffee or T? TESting? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Birthday – 17th September &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Birthplace – Kota Kinabalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Time of Birth – Lets ask my mom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Single or taken – available for someone special only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Zodiac sign – Virgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How tall are you – as tall as you seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish you were taller – not anymore..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eye color – black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eye color you want - is there rainbow color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Natural Hair color – same as Danielle's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Hair color – still the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Short or long hair – not too short and not too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever dye your hair a bizarre color – nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last time you did something dramatic with your hair – 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Glasses or contacts – glasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you wear make-up – occasionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever had hair extensions – nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint your nails – yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[This or that]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flowers or Chocolates – flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pepsi or Coke – 100 plus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rap or Rock - yes Danielle!!! ROCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Relationship or One night stand – relationship for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;School or Work – school and work not at the same time of cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love or Money – agree with Danielle...LOVE~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Movies or Music – Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Country or City – Country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sunny or Rainy days – depends...haa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends or Family – both la....aduh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Have you ever]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lied – you mean u never?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stole something – ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hurt someone close to you – yap yap....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Broke someone's heart – physically no...mentally or emotionally ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had your heart broken – again physically nope...mentally or emotionally YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wondered what was wrong with you – yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish you were a prince/princess – ya wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Liked someone who was taken – haha...yes..my dad? he IS taken you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shaved your head – lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been in love – yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Used chopsticks – forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sang in the mirror to yourself – sure y not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Favorites]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flower – sunflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Candy – i dono oo....what do u think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Song – terlampau banyak this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Scent – Danielle! i think the new brand thingie not bad.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Color – black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Movie – not enough space to write here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Singer – Celion Dion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Word – LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Junk food – ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Website – &lt;a href="http://www.chedet.com/"&gt;www.chedet.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Location – beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Animal – hamster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever cried over someone – lol thats for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is there anything you wish you could change about yourself – ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you think you're attractive – what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you had to choose a fairytale as your life what would you choose – when it happens...i'll tell you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you play any sports – hockey, badminton, 9 ball pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4946176533698759376?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4946176533698759376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4946176533698759376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4946176533698759376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4946176533698759376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-tagged-by-danielle.html' title='Im TAGGED! by Danielle...'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4514556643266897208</id><published>2008-04-29T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:45:33.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving UP</title><content type='html'>Hmmm... what can i do more to from this point of my life? what is that God You're trying to tell me? Giving up in those hopes that i had before? I'm confuse and ya did not know what i should do nmore.. did not know what can i do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not easy but it's full of fun. Everyday eventually you will experience something new. And i know very well that i am. But well there will come to a point that i cant let go of something. Sometime is just taking alil more time to get tru it. but i'll survive nway. Just need time to get tru it i guess...Lord ones again i ask You to let Your will be done. And i know i can take this cos You go before be. Dear Lord, what shall i do now Lord. How can i be a blessing to others Lord. Your will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat died this morning, crash by car i guess. and ya i do miss him real much. cos without my lil cat, life just goes alil different. Give me some time i'll be fine. I guess everyone love to drive real fast...but ya i think is good to slow down whn you're suppose to be..cos who knows you might bang on someone else pets or even their cat. Ya be careful. Father how shall i praise You even tho things happen so fast? would You please guide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord. I'm tired of all this. but i know there's sumthin that You want me to know, to do. Lord bring me deeper. There's always a reason for everythin. And i'll wait for You to move Lord. I'm giving up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4514556643266897208?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4514556643266897208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4514556643266897208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4514556643266897208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4514556643266897208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/giving-up.html' title='Giving UP'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-4707556050570821740</id><published>2008-04-28T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T08:56:52.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God works in you and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fuh! tired out! was running my college 1st term exhibition for the last 2 days. It was really tiring but it was AWESOME! We had our artworks display and fashion show and also live band by our own students. Me and my vice president, Michelle was the MC for both day. At the beginning i was really really nervous! cos ya....i always get nervous in the beginning.. but after that everythin was good...exclude get scolded by my lecturer cos i dont remember our college's number...haha! ya my bad..hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much the music can influence the whole mall!?? haha! When our students start to preform their songs everyone starts to hang around. Even before that everyone is oready staying around..when the music start i'm so so so amazed by them! they play some rock and jazz. most rock in the mornin and jazz at night. I was like..i dono! just AMAZED! staring at them playin the guitar....awesome! gosh gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really tiring..not only for me but all of the students especially the music students. They have to rush most of the time they were always somewhere else b4 the exhibition. Goodness.. pity them... they didnt get to practice for the exhibition cos they were gettin ready for their exam which is on the same day! gosh! so whn it comes to the exhibition they hav to figure out wat song they wanna present and sing. Crazy! I was really worried bout them, their health. But this guy, Boly, he's alwys said don worry...we'll figure it out..they still encourage us! and of cos we encourage them too lar.. and is it cos of them too the both days went real cool! haha Praise The Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after exhibition i rush myself to a Rock and Jazz concert, and saw my SiA band there! the same person who hav been on stage for both day in our SiA exhibition.! and they're gonna be on stage again that night...with a really really tired face.. but they said "This is for God!" thats right! haha! awesome ppl... i intention of goin to this Rock and jazz is not just to njoy the music but oso to check out if there's some SiA students there n turns out there was! Hang out with them while they're still around. For i knw they're really tired and they wanted to do this for God. I just wanna be there to just support this guys.. they really mean alot to me. For they are my bro n sis in Chirst! I love them real much. And they love God that much too! whn it comes to time for them to shine..they bring out 1 jazz and a praise song. And it was AWESOME! more than words. God is really using them..and i'm really thankful. God love all of us! haha! ah!! this is more than words! n ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that amazed me is the catholic who went to preform on stage even the SiA students. I've never see catholic worship like they do! At that point i know that God is doing something in them too.. and ya God works individually. AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tho they're so so so tired but YET! they do it for God and it was good. God really amazed me with ppl around me. their life, their hard times, their good times, free or busy or whatever... there's still God who works in them. God works individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-4707556050570821740?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/4707556050570821740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=4707556050570821740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4707556050570821740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/4707556050570821740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/god-works-in-you-and-me.html' title='God works in you and me'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8938376744392228348</id><published>2008-04-28T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T08:11:31.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SBXo9PO0IaI/AAAAAAAAADU/78J_3Uvna_E/s1600-h/Angel_doll_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194313884000068002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SBXo9PO0IaI/AAAAAAAAADU/78J_3Uvna_E/s320/Angel_doll_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how it goes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In my dream, my schoolmate was talkin bout 1 gurl, angel goin around the neighbourhood to pour down some liquid thingie in front of their house.. i curious so i ask them how do she looks like.. my fren just told me she's in white and " you will know wan!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Next scene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The angel came to my neighbourhood, and yap she's in white and she start to pour down some liquid stuff to a thingie like a pot in front of our house.. when she's in front of my house.. i didnt actually went out to invite nor greet her.. till she move on to another den i went out and check out what's that. I put my hand inside that pot where she pour down the liquid, and there's 3 keys in it. It's gold in color, and 1 of it is for my main door, another wan is written toilet? and the other wan i dono... and thats the end of my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmm....i woke up and pray. The only thing that im sure is that the liquid is like the blessing, God is actually blessing my friends and also my neighbourhood too.. He's blessing everyone of them out there. Cos this angel go all around the neighbourhood to pour down that liquid. And the keys is like the Key to our heart. The only key to open door for God to enter our life and the key to open Heaven's door. There's small part and there's the main key (the only key for the main door). wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i told Gem this dream on that day, and she thinks that too. And i remember she saying that, where the part i didnt actually went out to invite the angel...but the angel still give. Just like us with God. I mean...see sometime we don even bother to wanna check out God's word check out His will for us. but YET! He's still blessing us and our love ones. Awesome God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;His unfailing love! i'm amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8938376744392228348?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8938376744392228348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8938376744392228348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8938376744392228348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8938376744392228348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SBXo9PO0IaI/AAAAAAAAADU/78J_3Uvna_E/s72-c/Angel_doll_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-5955563971047570592</id><published>2008-04-25T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:21:33.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow After The Rain</title><content type='html'>Arr...its been quite a time didnt update here.. well let me see.. the whole April is a real real busy time for me, cos of assignments and presentation to do. Well ya..... There's AssigmentsSsSs, 2 presentation, meeting minutes to write...meeting to attend, committee and the management meeting. Programmes to run! gosh gosh...this saturday and sunday SiA Exhibition~ haha! yap busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a real hard week last week, April 22 was my final presentation, so there's alot to do and alot to rush cos i have never ending assignments. There's perspective to draw, autocad to rush, sketching, and other subjects! haha yes alot. I can be real real real real stress esp the last few days b4 my presentation comes. But i choose not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy will always say this, don worry..njoy your time in doing your assignments. n i'll always remember that. This is a blessing from God that i can actually study and it is His will that i'm where i am today. So i told God im not gonna give up no matter what! n im not gonna stress out or complain bout anythin but i'm gonna njoy it. Thats my prayer. Even tho time is running out, but i really never worry bout it cos i dono...just have a feeling that i'm gonna do this n m gonna finish it on time. So i keep on and on and on and on! There's a few time i really feel like giving up and frustrated. But i told God that NO! im not gonna feel all that instate! im gonna enjoy this and win this war! And this is all for God alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get to sleep everyday...is just that for 4 to 5 hours per day only..haha but still doing good. Get sick few days right b4 presentation comes. It was really challenging and it was really takin my breathe away for the last few days b4 my presentation. 1 day b4 the BIG day, i woke up in the middle of the night and vomit! dono y..haha but ya...den the next day which is the last day for me to get things done and ready for presentation...BLACK OUT!!! i'm like..gosh gosh gosh....y now!!! and most of the SiA students text each othere...OO NO!!! MY ASSIGNMENTS!! haha! so i have to paint my water color painting wit my lil emergency light..but its better than nothin..and i told God, i'm gonna praise You even in this situation, and He give me strength=] everytime when some NOT GOOD mind comes to me i will listen to Ps Jaeson Ma's 'Life Is Beautiful' and it really encourage me alot to keep moving on! haha Awesome God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the BIG day comes. Didnt sleep the day b4...not! i did...for 30minutes...haa.. den off to college for presentation! hahaha...real enjoy my presentation that day...love it much! haha And my lecturer said my presentation is real good just need to improve in my drawings and my design. So ya...I'm real glad that i have my today. God is awesome that He brings me tru out all this. In the mid of all this busyness there's too family probs...but God take everythin in control. My week goes real busy but i really enjoy every minute of it. Cause God is with me all the time and my strength is from Him alone. God is good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let God take control of your life..even tho things real hard sometime...enjoy it and trust in God and you'll see the different=] try it=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193200843225309586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SBH0pvO0IZI/AAAAAAAAADM/PTT7EjjKOzY/s320/DSC_0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-5955563971047570592?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/5955563971047570592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=5955563971047570592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5955563971047570592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/5955563971047570592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/rainbow-after-rain.html' title='Rainbow After The Rain'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SBH0pvO0IZI/AAAAAAAAADM/PTT7EjjKOzY/s72-c/DSC_0512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-3109993750306955186</id><published>2008-04-23T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T04:43:27.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over Her Dead Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SA8df_O0IYI/AAAAAAAAADE/Vej0CRcRW4g/s1600-h/overherdeadbody_galleryposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192401330768191874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SA8df_O0IYI/AAAAAAAAADE/Vej0CRcRW4g/s320/overherdeadbody_galleryposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 17 April 2008 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Language: English&lt;br /&gt;Classification: U&lt;br /&gt;Running Time: 1 hour 35 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Director: Jeff Lowell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cast&lt;br /&gt;Eva Longoria Parker, Paul Rudd, Lake Bell, Lindsay Sloane, Stephen Root, Kali Rocha, W. Morgan Sheppard, Sam Pancake, Jason Biggs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overherdeadbodymovie.com/"&gt;http://www.overherdeadbodymovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Devastated when his fiancée Kate (Eva Longoria Parker, Desperate Housewives) is killed on their wedding day, Henry (Paul Rudd) reluctantly agrees to consult a psychic named Ashley (Lake Bell) at the urging of his sister Chloe (Lindsay Sloane). Despite his skepticism over her psychic abilities, Henry finds himself falling hard for Ashley, and vice versa. But there's a big snag. Ashley is being haunted by Kate’s ghost, who considers it her heavenly duty to break up Henry and Ashley's fledgling romance, if it's the last thing she does on this earthly plane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a nice movie to watch.. funny n sweet. Check it out yourself=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-3109993750306955186?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/3109993750306955186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=3109993750306955186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3109993750306955186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/3109993750306955186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/over-her-dead-body.html' title='Over Her Dead Body'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SA8df_O0IYI/AAAAAAAAADE/Vej0CRcRW4g/s72-c/overherdeadbody_galleryposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7638352469903222315</id><published>2008-04-13T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T07:57:36.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SAIcLV9QQCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3fe7ezjRYMw/s1600-h/mother+and+son.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188740701882433570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SAIcLV9QQCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3fe7ezjRYMw/s320/mother+and+son.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Receive this email today...think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said I love you but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.'What's wrong, are you well,' she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. 'I thought that it would be pleasant to be with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of us.' She thought about it for a moment, and then said,! 'I would like that very much.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son,and they were impressed, 'she said, as she got into the car. 'They can't wait to hear about our meeting'. We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor,' I responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation -nothing extraordinary, but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, 'I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.' I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'How was your dinner date?' asked my wife when I got home.'Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,' I answered. A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: 'I LOVE YOU!' and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than God and your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till ' some other time.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7638352469903222315?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7638352469903222315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7638352469903222315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7638352469903222315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7638352469903222315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/date.html' title='A Date'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/SAIcLV9QQCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/3fe7ezjRYMw/s72-c/mother+and+son.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-8661630594768293250</id><published>2008-04-09T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T10:19:35.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187292854332826850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_z3XhhuJOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/znTegyYmbp8/s320/LuigiBeanie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No not this want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My cute little car....what a blessing. Still remember after i get my L i prayed for a car so that i can go to college and other stuff. And there "POOF" comes a little cute car for me. My aunt a.k.a 'kai ma' who have always been supporting me and my family so much.. she offer me her car and i still remember she saying "everyone of my children get to drive this car!". So sweet ya=] thats it! i ask and i receive... God is good... from that day on i decided to let my car be a blessing to others around me, cos God have bless me with it. Nope i didnt actually name my car... and i dono is it a he or she..haa! all that i know is that this is my beloved car. A sign of love from a Father to His daughter. My awesome and beyond words God. And a sign of love from a mother to her daughter. My wonderful and awesome aunt=].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My little car have been with me for around 1 year almost 2 years.. and it has go with me alot of places and have bring me to lots of places too.. mostly other ppl's house. This lil car born 20 years ago i guess.. and it is still goin on good over tho it has loose its left side mirror BUT it is still real good, cos it last really been a blessing to me and to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   I love my car real much, cos it's not only an ordinary car. Y? Lots of things happens cos of this car. Well of cos there's accidents, but look at the bright side! my car is the 1 who have been beside me whn accidents happens...LOL! ya..wasting lots of money on fixing it to make it work better....but is so that i may bless more ppl u see.. so is a good thing. Well thats not all. My car is part of the reason i'm close to my friends too. With this lil car i can go anywhere with my frens, i can send them home... there's where relationship and friendship grows... when my friends is in my car.. for sure we will talk and talk...and ya talk! Sometime is just some funny stuff that we chat but most of the time is something that trouble us in our heart. Something you will tell only to your close friends. Friends trust in me, they talk to me bout lots of stuff...not that cos i have a car so thats y they trust in me. But it's this car that brings us deeper too.. Disciple happens in my car too.. haha kinda.. i will always share with 1 of my friend bout my life going on, and she will too do the same when we're in the car.Every minutes is precious. From she get into the car till the minute she get down from the car. V talk almost all the time. Sharing bout life..and talkin bout how great God hav been to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   I train ppl to behave themselves in my car. Means that they cant actually do some stuff when they're in my car. Like shout... smoking... sometime saying dirty words.. when they say sumthin not right i can just stop the car and throw them down..haa! And some stuff that must do is...of cos safety belt and have to lock the door, v dun wanna see ppl flying out fr the car.. Well they respect the do's ad dont in my car. I'll make it clear to them this is wat u cant do, and challenge them to do so. Just hope that they will learn not to be so nakal lar.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   I spend lots of time with my family in the car too. Well sending my sis and mom to here and there... bringing my nephew to shopping every week.. Get closer to my sis family in this car too...even tho is only a few minutes together sitting in the car... you have no idea how many stuff me and my sis can fight and laugh about in that few minutes. My car hav been a blessing to my family.. awesome har.. and my nephew oso fall in love with my car.. always play with the staring and gear and don wanna let go! haha! cute! Sometime it is really tying when it comes to sending my sis to lots of places in a day...but it is how i can spend more time with her..especially in the car... even tho v argue alot lar but it always end up with laughter more than argument.. God is good=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   I really love to spend time with others in my car, cos we're sitting so close that when i ask them questions they HAVE to answer me. haha! and thats how i mess up with other ppl's life. This lil car of mine is the reason all this happens. Strengthen my relationship with my friends and family. This car is a blessing for me and i want it to be a blessing to others as long as it's with me. God is good. All glory to God for all that He've done. Now i can mess up with others life and can reach out using my car! God is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;In everything that you have, let it be a blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-8661630594768293250?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/8661630594768293250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=8661630594768293250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8661630594768293250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/8661630594768293250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-little-car.html' title='My Little Car'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_z3XhhuJOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/znTegyYmbp8/s72-c/LuigiBeanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-43841321480052612</id><published>2008-04-03T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:47:48.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   I'm so excited and m getting maself ready for my trip to Ranau and KL. Ranau for Passion Camp and KL for Superkids Enrichment Camp. Never tot that i can actually go for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Passion Camp which is goin to be on 30th of May till 1st of June..focus is to fire up the passion and in the young people's heart for their campus and the nation. Janice been talking bout it since February i think.. and since then i've been praying bout it, for God to show me should i go onot and the fees which is rm150. After praying for awhile i know God is asking me to go for it, for my college. Then few weeks later, my uncle bless me with some pocket money.. and it was rm200! wow so cool har! and there you go where my fees comes from.. amazing. So since then i pray the preparation for this camp, i know there's alot to learn and God is so going to impact me even more so that i may bless others in my campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   March, aunt annie was chatting with me, and she told me bout this Superkids Enrichment Week which is on 1st of June till 6th of June. Superkids is a team who run their children ministry differently and creatively, so this enrichment week for to teach others creative ways in reaching out to the children, the community children. So aunt annie encouragement to join them in this trip. I told her i cant cos i have to go to the Passion Camp. She really hope that i can go and so i promise her i'll pray bout it and see what happen. So i did. After praying, i decided..yap Passion Camp is where i have to be in this time. I just have to join the Superkids for another time even tho i dono when will that be and where. But i must obey. And i told aunt annie that i have to go this camp is for my college...and she oso said oklar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   2 weeks ago, after the PK celebration, were still in kyrugma hall..then aunt annie walk towards where me and stephanie was.. we talk alil bout the worship team stuff, then she said "hei u know! the enrichment week ah..they change the date to 2nd of June!" at that point i was like..wat!!!??? really???? n was thinkin hei means that i can go...but wait! i need that money.. den aunt annie continue by saying.." if u really wanna go your aunt is going to sponsor you" again im like WAT!!!???? REALLY????? AH!!!! i was so so shock and amazed, i cant say a word! And b4 this there's another aunt asking me to go and she will sponsor me too. Then aunt annie ask me, " so you goin?" i didnt answer her...cos m really in shock...amazing don you think! then she ask me again " so?" haha! so i keep quite and think for a few minutes.. thinking lots of stuff in that few minutes. Fes, is this God's work? den what bout my college? how bout my responsibility as the president? u mean i get to not goin to class for 1 week?? haha! lots of questions..but i end up saying 'YES' to aunt annie! haha y? i oso dono...haha! after saying that..aunt annie said... ok! i'll handle the rest for u! is like! WOW! haha awesome. Then after the shocking and amazed..i praise God for what He've done.. i was really shouting and praising God in the hall. Im was so so amazed and m still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Tuesday morning, aunt annie called to talk bout me bout KL. It’s suppose to be 1st of June depart around 8pm.. but everyone include myself is concern bout my safety lar cos I dono KL real much. So they ask me to take the morning wan which is on 2nd June, so I said.. ok for safety lar.. and she told me she’ll book the ticket lar. Few minutes later, she called again and she said “ hei we found another way for you to go there.” My aunt she offered to go all the way to Ranau on 31st of May to just drive me home after the night session so that I can join another 2 teacher fr SIB on the next day and safely arrive KL. I’m like…huh??? wat??? wan mer….i really dono wat to say at that point. I dono to say yes onot cos is like so troubling my aunt lar… so I keep quite for awhile and aunt annie just advice me to go along with them cos they know the place and is really more safe lar. So I just oklar… den she said ok! Will deal wit the rest. So amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   All the while…all this happen without giving me anytime to plan, think or even make a better decision. Things happen so fast! Haha! And all this while all I can do is really trust in God for all this. The choices between 2, the fees, all the money that I need to go KL. All this things that I need. I really cant do much. But trust God. I wanna obey Him by goin where He ask me to, and this is how He bless me! With all this! I ask myself y the date suddenly change? Isit just because of me??? Wow! Haha I’m special so do u! cos God love us equally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Obeying God leads me to His heart and brings me blessing that I’ve never tot! not in the ways that I wanted to but is all bout Him. I know He bless to go to both, Ranau and KL and there’s a bottom line responsibility, that is for me to bless others. And im that ready to do so. Cos I have God with me. Obeying Him really brings me joy and peace. Imagine! You don’t need to worry bout anything even when you’re going away!! Not a thing! God is awesome and He knows best.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;   Obey God and see what happens. Is never bout us but all bout Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-43841321480052612?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/43841321480052612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=43841321480052612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/43841321480052612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/43841321480052612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/obey.html' title='Obey'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-7032750379358709456</id><published>2008-04-01T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:37:00.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord I lift my friend to You.&lt;br /&gt;I've done all that I know to do.&lt;br /&gt;I lift my friend, to You.&lt;br /&gt;In complicated circumstances&lt;br /&gt;with clouded view.&lt;br /&gt;Lord I lift my friend up to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear that I won’t have the words&lt;br /&gt;that he needs to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for Your wisdom , oh God.&lt;br /&gt;And a heart that's sincere.&lt;br /&gt;And Lord I lift my friend up to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I lift my friend to You.&lt;br /&gt;Though he's my best friend in the world, &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_HjqRhuJMI/AAAAAAAAACk/rakgICU5bSc/s1600-h/Praying-Hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184174961479001282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="266" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_HjqRhuJMI/AAAAAAAAACk/rakgICU5bSc/s320/Praying-Hands.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he means much more to You. I&lt;br /&gt;want so much to help him,&lt;br /&gt;but this is something he has to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I lift my friend up to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a way that seems so right to him.&lt;br /&gt;But You know where that leads.&lt;br /&gt;He's becoming a puppet of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Too blind to see the strain.&lt;br /&gt;And Lord I lift my friend up to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I lift my friend to You.&lt;br /&gt;I've done all that I know to do.&lt;br /&gt;I lift my friend, to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MWyMiEgEz-"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MWyMiEgEz-" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-7032750379358709456?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/7032750379358709456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=7032750379358709456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7032750379358709456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/7032750379358709456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/04/prayer-for-friend.html' title='Prayer for a friend'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_HjqRhuJMI/AAAAAAAAACk/rakgICU5bSc/s72-c/Praying-Hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-832093407540039011</id><published>2008-03-31T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:09:57.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caring is ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder...is it wrong to care for a person? hmmm... it all started when few weeks ago i was doing devotion in my room, then i ask God to teach me how to follow Him and give my life to Him...as i pray i know i'm ready for what is gonna come after that...well God answered my prayers. One of my fren was in some love trouble...he was so so stress and telling me that he dono what he should do...of cos i cant help much. Seeing this fren of mine suffering that much and the sad look of his everyday as i go to college is just that hurting inside. I wanted real much for him to be set free from all this things! this lies... this sufferings of feeling.. this is so not right! y do he have to have that sad face on him everyday! so i start to cry out and pray for him everyday cos i'm that hungry to see him been set free..as free as the bird in the sky. Things didn't actually goes better after that...after all that cries and tears and prayers... and he choose to solve the probs wit an really un-matured way.Lame! All the time i've been trying to help him, but he turns out to keep himself away from me and say "i don't want you to care" wow! should i celebrate!? hmmm... oo well... now..the only thing that i can do is yap! pray!!&lt;br /&gt;tru out this situation, i've really learn lot. How much i wanted this fren of mine to be set free, i think God wanted it even more than v do. Crying and wasting my tears for for only 1 person for only a few days for his salvation..how much more God been doing that? how much tears? how long have He been crying for the lose? i've really felt God's heart this time. And i remember as i pray for my fren...i told God that i don't care what it takes even my life, just take it for this life to be save. Wow! dangerous prayer...but i'm ready for it.. and this reminds me of my prayer weeks ago, asking God to teach me how to give my life to Him. so true...so true,.. is just like how much God have always care for us..but we sometime just ignore Him and say "I don't want you to care!". How hurt har... God had really show me His heart, and i felt it... my week doesn't goes well but being in God's presence and His love for me..i still have my today. Caring is loving, caring is good..but caring sometimes is HURTING?? haha! My heart now is burning for my college, yet God says...be patience, there's a time for everything. My care and tears to this fren of mine will never be wasted cos God hears my prayers.=] I'm so glad that there's today.=] God knows that I'm ready for this and cos of His unfailing LOVE i'm stronger again today. Thank You God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Romans 12:10, "Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:11, He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Try His heart not yours. God bless!=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184154281211471026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_HQ2hhuJLI/AAAAAAAAACc/JaF4L5eouSU/s320/1_525341790l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show your care=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-832093407540039011?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/832093407540039011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=832093407540039011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/832093407540039011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/832093407540039011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/03/caring-is.html' title='Caring is ???'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_HQ2hhuJLI/AAAAAAAAACc/JaF4L5eouSU/s72-c/1_525341790l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-6363365018394368791</id><published>2008-03-31T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:27:59.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As A Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;  Today, there's 3 gentlemen fr Sacred Heart visited my neighbourhood... they came in and introduce themselves and start to tell me whats the reason they standing outside my house. This gentlemen, mr Yap gave me their brochure and say.."we're here to spread the good news that Jesus is risen".. and i'm like...yes thats right and i know bout that! haha! so we started chatting. Take bout our church...take bout what's the purpose they're doin this. Telling me where's the church.. my nephew was standing beside me that time and he too m listenin to what they're sayin...well at least he try lar even tho he don understand oso.. he's only 16month old. Den suddenly my nephew,Damien trying to pull me away from where i was, as if he's trying to keep me away from the uncle so that i wont get hurt. When the first time he pull me away, i ignore him.. then he pull me away the second time again...Kinda like what God will do to keep us away from danger...keep pulling us away from it.. den i look at Damien and smile to him.. den i pick him up at the same time the 3 gentlemen leavin. Then i ask my mom...'why Damien pull me away ah?' haha well there's no answer for that cos we all dont understand baby talk.&lt;br /&gt;  When Damien pull me away...actually i felt really touch, is like he's trying to keep me away from the uncle, so sweet and cute. When i look at him, his innocent look just melt my heart. His everythin is showed in the way he is now.. how innocent.. A 16month old baby, cant really tell what he wants...but he's really trying to. All of his life.. he put his trust in us, to take care of him..to change his diapers... damien look to us for security.. when he saw some ppl that he dont know, he will always look for me or my mom to just hold him.. then he will find peace in his little heart. I'm so touch in how much he trusted in me for his life.. so innocent and yes it is so so cute. When he cry, we will run towards him and see what's goin on.. when he's hurt.. we tried our best to make him feel better and forget bout his pain. When he's hungry we'll give him some good food that he enjoyed. And he show us all of him in everythin he do, his character is just showed on his daily act and his face. So pure and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Are we as a child when coming to God? When we're crying..God knows it all the time.. He knows whts the reason for every tears. But did we run towards Him? When we're hurt, God knows the best way to heal our pains and make us forget bout it. But did we run towards Him? When we're hungry spiritually, He is the only one who can make us whole again. But did we run towards Him? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;  As a child who run towards the father for security, huge and everythin. Isn't that is how we should be too when we're living in this world where only God who knows our tomorrow? I learned to really humble b4 God even in the smallest thing in my life. He's my Creator and my Father in heaven who knows everythin that i have and everything that i am. I shall come to him like Damien, like a child. All my trust shall b upon Him. Come to Him with a pure and sincere heart.. God had really show me this tru what my lil nephew did today. Day by day my nephew learn something new and the things that he's learnin is all from us, who he trusted and look up to with all his life. So what he's learning good or bad is from us. Today we have a choice to make, to learn from the God who knows the best for us or to learn from this earth which will destroy and mess up our life. Think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183958323328590898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_EeoRhuJDI/AAAAAAAAABI/Sl4OvzTlZvs/s320/2497_Edit02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;My nephew, Damien! love him real much=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-6363365018394368791?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/6363365018394368791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=6363365018394368791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6363365018394368791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/6363365018394368791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/03/as-child.html' title='As A Child'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_EeoRhuJDI/AAAAAAAAABI/Sl4OvzTlZvs/s72-c/2497_Edit02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677405120562346315.post-548031963860608703</id><published>2008-03-31T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T11:02:59.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Authority</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_EZahhuI_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rUmVecQR8Q0/s1600-h/dream_of_the_sea_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183952589547250674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_EZahhuI_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rUmVecQR8Q0/s320/dream_of_the_sea_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few days back, i had a really scary dream. Well it is scary for me. I was takin a nap in my room..and i feel like waking up, so i try to open my dear eyes..but i struggle in opening my eyes, trying hard to open up my eyes but can't. Keep trying for a few times later finally i woke up. When i was awake i take a look at my phone den i felt asleep again. Den i just remember that i ask someone sumthin while chatting b4 i take my nap, so i wanna woke up to check out if she reply me. So i try to wake up again...but the same thing happens..struggle to open up my eyes and havin difficulties in breathing... it is really scary...as if i'm not goin to see this world anymore and just pass away. The struggles continued for a few times.. I remember there's 1 time when i woke up i saw my sis is outside my room.. den i felt asleep again. Few minutes after that, i heard my mom and dad talking, my mom at that time is still in Papar. So i wanna wake up and check out is she back. Den i try to wake up, this time i saw myself on my bed, feel like there's someone's hand on my head, trying not to let me wake. It is really heavy and i have to breathe real hard to try to wake up.. while that happening... i heard a soft voice saying sumthin to do with heaven or before going to heaven. As if i'm going to die!! I cant really recall back what did the voice said. And so i try real hard to wake up this time. FINALLY! i woke up and this is really woke up. Quickly i went out and check if my mom is back from Papar. Well she's not, my dad is with another uncle talking outside... and the next thing i do is check my msn and she got ppl reply me onot, nothing there. At that time i was really scared and m shaking cos of the freaky dream i had. Janice was online, so i told her that i've a really scary dream. So she suggest to meet up with me but b4 that she ask me to go inside my room and pray. So i did. While praying, i saw this long hair..i'm really not sure whats that, and so i asked God. After that i saw this hair is actually belongs to this horoscope thingie.. the one half person and half horse, dono whats that called. nway ya that thingie... in a big round circle with alot of stars. Den this tough comes, and i being curse?? Well i dono.. den i continue to pray. the next thing i saw is the two item that my mom gave me for protection. She a buddist, so wherever im goin on a trip she will give me 1. There's 2 of it inside my room.Ended my prayer and grab that two stuff with me then when off to meet up with Janice. Am still shaking that time.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I told her everything... as details as i can.. and she asked me some question to figure out if thats an spiritual attack. After the Q and A, she prayed for me. She felt that, there's this spirit of death trying to mess up with me. So she leads me into prayer to break anything that have to do with all this spirits. It was really a powerful prayer asking the evil ones to get out of my way and God did speak to me too. Once again He reminded me that im His child who have been given the authority to drive out demons and others. He's my strength. While Janice is praying for me, all my fears gone. I can feel that the demons is scared and gone away. After praying we destroy the 2 item that my mom gave. Actually wanted to burn it but then is in the office.. so just cut and throw it away.Awesome=]&lt;br /&gt;I've always have really weird and long dreams. But this time is the most scary wan, for me. If it is not become of God, if it is not cos of His love that gave me ppl around me, i think i would not be awake and there's no tomoro nmore for me. All the while whn im dreaming, i really felt that i'm going to die and not goin to see my love once nmore. Struggle real hard. I dont know if u guys ever experience all this, but this is not a game or just another dream. This is a way that the demon attack us.&lt;br /&gt;I've really learned to face this kinda situation now. By God's strength and the authority that He've given to us, make use of it. I remembered that Janice oso prayed that i hav a good sleep now and forever more. And so! i have real good sleep nowadays. haha praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;God is good all the time. no matter how hard it is, no matter how scary, no matter how hard a situation you're in, there's always a solution. God is always there to handle your stuff for you as long as u made the right choice to follow and listen to Him. Thank God for helping me making this choice to look for Janice, to pray about this. God is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid cos God gave you the authority. God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 16:17 - And these signs will accompany those who believe: In my name they will drive out demons; they will speak in new tongues; 18they will pick up snakes with their hands; and when they drink deadly poison, it will not hurt them at all; they will place their hands on sick people, and they will get well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2677405120562346315-548031963860608703?l=theresawang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/feeds/548031963860608703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2677405120562346315&amp;postID=548031963860608703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/548031963860608703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677405120562346315/posts/default/548031963860608703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresawang.blogspot.com/2008/03/few-days-back-i-had-really-scary-dream.html' title='Authority'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07575296821329692493</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/Sgvyn6HC8oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3IIoA76kIzw/S220/Tt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4U3jflK-nVk/R_EZahhuI_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rUmVecQR8Q0/s72-c/dream_of_the_sea_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
