<?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-30444819</id><updated>2012-01-30T08:36:55.292+08:00</updated><category term='Ecclesiology Reflection (3)'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='Fun Facts'/><category term='Ecclesiology Reflection (2)'/><category term='Huh?'/><category term='on work'/><category term='Mail from my friend'/><category term='on love'/><category term='Ecclesiology Reflection (1)'/><category term='Theology'/><title type='text'>Oliver's Twist</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-2112388122735996693</id><published>2011-10-13T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T14:02:28.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartfelt Condolence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ_x8sbBP1I/TpZ-k5ygT8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q-j8mG1StE0/s1600/candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ_x8sbBP1I/TpZ-k5ygT8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q-j8mG1StE0/s320/candles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662852753918021570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Heartfelt condolences to my dear friend Thomas for his father passed away unexpectedly on 11 October 2011.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;May God grant His Peace, Love and Compassion upon him and his family members&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/30444819-2112388122735996693?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/2112388122735996693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=2112388122735996693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/2112388122735996693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/2112388122735996693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2011/10/heartfelt-condolence.html' title='Heartfelt Condolence'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQ_x8sbBP1I/TpZ-k5ygT8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q-j8mG1StE0/s72-c/candles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-7361056823611918227</id><published>2011-10-08T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:02:47.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on work'/><title type='text'>Work Work Work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CUser%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;xml&gt;&lt;w:worddocument&gt;&lt;w:trackmoves&gt;&lt;w:trackformatting&gt;&lt;w:punctuationkerning&gt;&lt;w:validateagainstschemas&gt;&lt;w:donotpromoteqf&gt;&lt;w:compatibility&gt;&lt;w:breakwrappedtables&gt;&lt;w:snaptogridincell&gt;&lt;w:wraptextwithpunct&gt;&lt;w:useasianbreakrules&gt;&lt;w:dontgrowautofit&gt;&lt;w:splitpgbreakandparamark&gt;&lt;w:dontvertaligncellwithsp&gt;&lt;w:dontbreakconstrainedforcedtables&gt;&lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx&gt;&lt;w:word11kerningpairs&gt;&lt;w:browserlevel&gt;&lt;/w:browserlevel&gt;   &lt;m:mathpr&gt;    &lt;m:mathfont val="Cambria Math"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbin val="before"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbinsub val=""&gt;    &lt;m:smallfrac val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;!----&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" defunhidewhenused="true" defsemihidden="true" defqformat="false" defpriority="99" latentstylecount="267"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="0" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Normal"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="heading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="35" qformat="true" name="caption"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="10" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" name="Default Paragraph Font"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="11" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtitle"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="22" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Strong"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="20" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="59" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Table Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Placeholder Text"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="No Spacing"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Revision"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="34" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="List Paragraph"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="29" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="30" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="19" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="21" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="31" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="32" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="33" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Book Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="37" name="Bibliography"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" qformat="true" name="TOC Heading"&gt;  &lt;/w:lsdexception&gt; &lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face  {font-family:"Cambria Math";  panose-1:0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0;  mso-font-charset:1;  mso-generic-font-family:roman;  mso-font-format:other;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-unhide:no;  mso-style-qformat:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-language:EN-US;} .MsoChpDefault  {mso-style-type:export-only;  mso-default-props:yes;  font-size:10.0pt;  mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt;  mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!----&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-priority:99;  mso-style-qformat:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:11.0pt;  font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";  mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:SimSun;  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;  mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Paste of Work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work has no end. Every living human being has to work at least to cover their daily survival. Thus there is no one who would disagree with this statement.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, what kind of work one should choose? How much effort or time one should put in the work? These are the questions that most people struggle with. Here, the author has no intention of discussing on the kind of work one should choose but to explore the one’s paste or effort put in his/her work. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some people argue that it is best to work as fast as one can to finish as soon as possible. It really releases the stress and one can proceed with other works, they added. You can achieve many works. Thus it is best to work as fast as one can.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some believes that one should take much time for whatever work one is doing. Then the work will be produced professionally. It would be perfect. If one does not take long hours, the work that he or she produces will have many errors. Subsequently, the person has to revise the work and it will have been taken much time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In between these two groups, the author would like to suggest that one should have proper understanding of his/her work. What does one really want from the job? What are the successes is he/she looking for? Once the person can identify it, the person should set a proper time frame. Within its time frame, the work should be placed. The time frame should be set according to the importance of the work. If it should be perfect, one should place long hours. If it is less important, one should not spend too much time on it. Having understanding of the how the work can be done also help to finish the work.         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:lsdexception&gt;&lt;/w:latentstyles&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;/m:brkbinsub&gt;&lt;/m:brkbin&gt;&lt;/m:mathfont&gt;&lt;/m:mathpr&gt;&lt;/w:word11kerningpairs&gt;&lt;/w:dontvertalignintxbx&gt;&lt;/w:dontbreakconstrainedforcedtables&gt;&lt;/w:dontvertaligncellwithsp&gt;&lt;/w:splitpgbreakandparamark&gt;&lt;/w:dontgrowautofit&gt;&lt;/w:useasianbreakrules&gt;&lt;/w:wraptextwithpunct&gt;&lt;/w:snaptogridincell&gt;&lt;/w:breakwrappedtables&gt;&lt;/w:compatibility&gt;&lt;/w:donotpromoteqf&gt;&lt;/w:validateagainstschemas&gt;&lt;/w:punctuationkerning&gt;&lt;/w:trackformatting&gt;&lt;/w:trackmoves&gt;&lt;/w:worddocument&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-7361056823611918227?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/7361056823611918227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=7361056823611918227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7361056823611918227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7361056823611918227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2011/10/work-work-work.html' title='Work Work Work!'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-3159976572553136892</id><published>2011-09-19T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T19:27:05.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is time for Blogging, Again!</title><content type='html'>It has been more than a year. For various reasons, I wasn't able to post any. But now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;Here, I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-3159976572553136892?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/3159976572553136892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=3159976572553136892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/3159976572553136892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/3159976572553136892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-is-time-for-blogging-again.html' title='It is time for Blogging, Again!'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-3156151817469008123</id><published>2009-07-26T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:07:33.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As We Pray</title><content type='html'>Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, as we await your second coming, guide us, nurture and strengthen our faith in You Lord. Thank you for your presence and guidance until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord have mercy on us and hear our prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-3156151817469008123?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/3156151817469008123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=3156151817469008123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/3156151817469008123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/3156151817469008123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-we-pray.html' title='As We Pray'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-4181521306004882988</id><published>2009-03-12T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:48:51.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A picture says a thousand words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/SbkuxH-cjcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bI0o6EuPpTw/s1600-h/Saint_Thomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/SbkuxH-cjcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bI0o6EuPpTw/s320/Saint_Thomas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312328656949644738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-4181521306004882988?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/4181521306004882988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=4181521306004882988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/4181521306004882988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/4181521306004882988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-says-thousand-words.html' title='A picture says a thousand words'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/SbkuxH-cjcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bI0o6EuPpTw/s72-c/Saint_Thomas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-6395796219860777915</id><published>2008-03-24T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:04:36.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most highest, most good, most potent, most omnipotent;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most merciful, yet most just; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most hidden, yet most present; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most beautiful, yet most strong; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stable, yet incomprehensible; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unchangeable, yet all-changing; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never new, never old; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all renewing...ever working, ever at rest; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still gathering, yet nothing lacking; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supporting, filling and over-spreading; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creating, nourishing, and maturing; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seeking, yet having all things..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(St. Augustine, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conf&lt;/span&gt;. I:IV, 4)&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/30444819-6395796219860777915?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/6395796219860777915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=6395796219860777915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/6395796219860777915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/6395796219860777915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-is.html' title='God is'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-1246231481502211421</id><published>2008-01-25T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:09:58.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><title type='text'>It's a choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Once, there was a boy who wanted to buy an ice-cream. He had money in his hand. He knew where the ice-cream shop is. Yet, he could not get any ice-cream. He was so disappointed and sad. It was not the reason that the ice-cream man did not want to sell. But it was because the machine was broken down at the point of time. That is the reason that he could not get any ice-cream. He felt very sad that he set down and cried. He had money and was at the right place and right time yet he could not get any ice-cream.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;At one point of our lives, we are in this kind of situation. We are like the boy in above story, we have everything but we could not get what we want or we did not even get what we deserve to get. We tried very hard but at the end of the day an outcome is very disappointing. We did not do anything wrong to be placed in this situation. When we are in this situation, some of us respond the situation negatively. They feel unsatisfied with everything. They mourn over what has happened over and over again. They put all the blames on people around them. They carry the hatred and unbearable feelings inside their heart. For some, they bear all these troubles and disappointments by themselves. They struggle through it until the end. The beautiful thing about them is they do not look for someone to blame everything although it is horribly painful. They are alone when they walk this road for no one can understand the circumstances. Yet, while they are struggling to overcome these obstacles, they still keep the hope. The hope that one day they would be in the place where they truly are supposed to be in. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It is a choice that one can choose how to react this kind of situation. One can choose to give up and react harshly. Yet, one can choose to deal with the situation with all the energy that one has and overcome it joyfully. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/30444819-1246231481502211421?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/1246231481502211421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=1246231481502211421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/1246231481502211421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/1246231481502211421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-is-choice.html' title='It&apos;s a choice'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-7381511376236393728</id><published>2007-12-29T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:37:38.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Facts'/><title type='text'>Nearer to Him??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/R3VCS8kc2kI/AAAAAAAAADg/Bv3Z2LchaNw/s1600-h/cool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 442px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/R3VCS8kc2kI/AAAAAAAAADg/Bv3Z2LchaNw/s320/cool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149094642232121922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-7381511376236393728?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/7381511376236393728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=7381511376236393728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7381511376236393728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7381511376236393728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/12/way.html' title='Nearer to Him??'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/R3VCS8kc2kI/AAAAAAAAADg/Bv3Z2LchaNw/s72-c/cool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-7502301441877285035</id><published>2007-10-26T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T01:50:44.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't ever give up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RyDXZZzOZ8I/AAAAAAAAADY/qAics0TgIsM/s1600-h/sasa-rain-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RyDXZZzOZ8I/AAAAAAAAADY/qAics0TgIsM/s320/sasa-rain-thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125333207370065858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A story from my friend, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span class="q"&gt;One fine evening, I decided to quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I decided to quit my job, my relationship and my spirituality.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to quit my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;In despair, I went into the woods to have one last conservation with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'God', I asked, 'Can you give me one good reason not to quit?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;His answer surprised me. 'Look around', He said. 'Do you see the fern and the bamboo?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'Yes', I replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;I gave them light.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="q"&gt;I gave them water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt; &lt;!-- D(["mb","And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\n\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;&amp;#39;In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;But I would not quit. \n\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit.&amp;#39; He said.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\n\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\n\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. \n\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.&amp;#39;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\nHe asked me. &amp;#39;Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots&amp;#39;.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\n&amp;#39;I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.&amp;#39;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;&amp;#39;Don&amp;#39;t compare yourself to others.&amp;#39;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\n\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;He said. &amp;#39;The bamboo had adifferent Purpose than the fern.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;Yet they both make the forest beautiful.&amp;#39; \n",1] );  //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;But I would not quit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit.' He said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="q"&gt;It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;He asked me. 'Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'Don't compare yourself to others.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;He said. 'The bamboo had a different Purpose than the fern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;Yet they both make the forest beautiful.' &lt;script&gt; &lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;&amp;#39;Your time will come&amp;#39;, God said to me.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\n&amp;#39;You will rise high&amp;#39;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;&amp;#39;How high should I rise?&amp;#39;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\nI asked.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;&amp;#39;How high will the bamboo rise?&amp;#39; He asked in return.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\n&amp;#39;As high as it can?&amp;#39; I questioned.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;&amp;#39;Yes.&amp;#39; He said, &amp;#39;Give me glory by rising as high as you can.&amp;#39;\u003c/span\&gt; \u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\n\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;I left the forest and brought back this story.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.\n\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;Never, Never, Never Give up.\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;For the Christian Prayer is not an option but an opportunity.\n\u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;Don&amp;#39;t tell the Lord how big the problem is, \u003c/span\&gt;\u003cbr style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-family:arial,sans-serif\"\&gt;\ntell the problem how Great the Lord is!\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/font\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003cbr\&gt;\u003c/blockquote\&gt;\u003c/span\&gt;\u003c/div\&gt;",1] );  //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'Your time will come', God said to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'You will rise high'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'How high should I rise?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'How high will the bamboo rise?' He asked in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'As high as it can?' I questioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;'Yes.' He said, 'Give me glory by rising as high as you can.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I left the forest and brought back this story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Never, Never, Never Give up.&lt;br /&gt;Because God never give up on you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="q"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/30444819-7502301441877285035?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/7502301441877285035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=7502301441877285035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7502301441877285035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7502301441877285035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-ever-give-up.html' title='Don&apos;t ever give up!'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RyDXZZzOZ8I/AAAAAAAAADY/qAics0TgIsM/s72-c/sasa-rain-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-2059006793566838676</id><published>2007-10-14T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:32:43.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theology'/><title type='text'>Church of the Trinitarian God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Once upon a time, a man was looking for a place which he can joyfully live for the rest of his life. He searched for the place in many towns and cities. After searching for two years, he still found none. He was really upset and restless. His feet were getting heavier then usual. He was left with a ray of hope that one day he would find the place. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Later, he came to a little town called “Heaven”. There he found a huge house and a sign board in front of the house which writes “Welcome everyone! This is Heaven. You can stay here as long as you want and it is free.” He was very happy and he ran to the house door and pressed a doorbell straight away. Tin-Tong! Tin-Tong! A guy opened the door and said “Welcome my friend. Please, help yourself at home.” The man was so excited and said “Really? Actually, I have been searching this place all my life. Yes! Yes, I want to stay here. Thanks you very much, sir.” The man replied “You can addressed me as Bush, no need to call me sir.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The next morning, he was introduced to many other people who were staying there. Bush told him that this place is the most special and joyful place in the whole world. Everyone here is very special. He continued by saying “In order to maintain the place, everyone has to follow the rules of the house. You are to eat, sleep and do your “toilet business” at the appointed time. For we believe discipline brings happiness.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They had to participate in the house work and were asked to attend programs like fellowship, exercise and classes which teach them how to live a happy life. Each one of them was given a time table and there were many things they needed to accomplish. He was given a time table as well. For the first few days, he was comfortable with all the rules. Yet, he became very busy because of the work that sometimes he did not even have enough time to talk with others. He could only talk with them when he went to a gathering called “cell group.” Later, he started to feel uncomfortable. Although everything seemed fine but yet he felt that something was missing. He was not happy anymore and decided to leave the house. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So he hit the road again. He walked and walked until he saw disabled people especially those with Down syndrome, blind, deaf and mute going into a big house. That scene caught his attention and his curiosity led him to find out what they were up to. He slowly walked into the house. He noticed that people inside the house were busy talking and laughing. Everyone was trying his or her best to understand the person that they were communicating with. The man saw a deaf man and a blind man communicating. He saw a blind woman communicating with a deaf woman. A deaf man and a mute boy. A mute and a disabled boy. It was so complicating yet most of them seem to understand one another. But he could not understand. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;While he was thinking, he heard a voice saying, “Hello! Young man.” An old blind man greeted him. He replied “Hello!” He could not wait any longer, he started to ask questions. The old man suggested him to stay there for a week and he agreed with it. On that night, he could not sleep. Something inside him was really disturbing him so he decided to go and see the old man. After he entered into the old man’s room, he saw the old man with another two old men. The old blind man said, “I knew you would come and look for me tonight. Alright, I will tell you the story of this house. Come, sit beside me.” So he sat beside him. The old man told him their story. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He said “In a little town, three strange men became friends. They were really strange: one was blind, one was deaf and one was mute. They enjoyed one another’s company so much that they agreed to stay together as long as they live. While they lived together, they realised that they could not understand what they were telling one another. Although they decided to learn sign language the problem was not really solved. There were many accidents. For example, when the blind man asked the deaf man to bring a cup of water, he would bring a cup of coffee. There were times that they decided to give up and live separately. But they could not do it. Later they found a new language. That language helped them to stay together even though they were strange. The language brought happiness, joy, care, patient, peace and understanding. That new language completed them. Later people were attracted in the way they lived and came to live among them. In the end, the house became bigger and bigger, and of course noisier. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The man curiously asked, “What is that language?” “Love, it is the language of love,” he replied. They were silent for a few minutes. Then the man realised that this was the place that he had been searching for. He decided to spend the rest of his life there with these strange people. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/30444819-2059006793566838676?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/2059006793566838676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=2059006793566838676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/2059006793566838676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/2059006793566838676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/10/church-of-trinitarian-god.html' title='Church of the Trinitarian God'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-7443552916754085162</id><published>2007-08-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:13:00.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theology'/><title type='text'>Theosis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;It is their strong will to be united with God. It is the love of Christ that has invited them to partake in Him to achieve &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“theosis&lt;/span&gt;.” It is the love of Christ that has attracted them to start the journey towards it. They had constantly pursuit to attain deification every single second through the help of the Holy Spirit. Some of them have a foretaste of it even in the present life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1uJ699fcVs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s1uJ699fcVs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;She is &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=105"&gt;Therese of Lisieux&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/179OuGpjdkk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/179OuGpjdkk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is &lt;a href="http://members.chello.nl/%7El.de.bondt/ThereseNeumann.htm"&gt;Therese Neumann&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They have set a good example before us. Thus, let us not forget who we are and our ultimate goal which is to become Christ. Let us strive towards it.&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/30444819-7443552916754085162?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/7443552916754085162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=7443552916754085162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7443552916754085162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7443552916754085162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/08/theosis_13.html' title='Theosis'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-818361561728147748</id><published>2007-07-28T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T00:56:31.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huh?'/><title type='text'>Eight Random Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RqpDE_UV6dI/AAAAAAAAACg/-ty7MFcTviQ/s1600-h/huh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RqpDE_UV6dI/AAAAAAAAACg/-ty7MFcTviQ/s320/huh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091956081691060690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://danielthefollower.blogspot.com/2007/07/eight-random-facts.html"&gt;Daniel&lt;/a&gt;. Eight random facts about me, myself and oliver....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Oliver is very quiet and does not like to be in big group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Oliver likes to play piano, guitar and sing. (But he did not master any of those interests.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Oliver loves to drink Tea Tarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Oliver has a problem manging time and discipling himself. (In the process of learning :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Oliver can hold chopsticks very well. (I know this is a very bold statement from indian guy like me. But I can prove it to u.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Oliver treasures true friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Oliver likes to play football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Lastly, Oliver does not like to participate in unnecessary programs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-818361561728147748?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/818361561728147748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=818361561728147748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/818361561728147748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/818361561728147748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/07/eight-random-facts.html' title='Eight Random Facts'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RqpDE_UV6dI/AAAAAAAAACg/-ty7MFcTviQ/s72-c/huh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-8957640817402330442</id><published>2007-07-18T09:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:07:03.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Better sermon...</title><content type='html'>"You can preach a better sermon with your life than with your lips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oliver Goldsmith (Irish Writer, 1728-1774)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-8957640817402330442?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/8957640817402330442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=8957640817402330442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/8957640817402330442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/8957640817402330442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/07/better-sermon.html' title='Better sermon...'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-8237525099649699067</id><published>2007-07-18T01:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:34:18.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ecclesiology Reflection (3)'/><title type='text'>Christ! in Her??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Rp0EsIfkVAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0pNbgtYjmsI/s1600-h/GIRL_CRYING_HOMESTEAD_POEM_JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Rp0EsIfkVAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0pNbgtYjmsI/s320/GIRL_CRYING_HOMESTEAD_POEM_JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088228310239171586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is a true story. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It happened in a little town which situated in the border of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. There was a small church and the congregation was so small that everyone knew each other very well. They had good relationship with one another. There was an active lady who was never late for Sunday services and cell groups. Every Sunday, she would sit in the front row and sang hymns loudly as she could. She consistently tithed. She prayed and fasted during Lent seasons. She fully participated in every activity of the church. She liked to persuade people to come to church. She is like a model for the congregation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Recently, she noticed a young girl who started to come to church and sat at the back. This young girl covered her head with black shawl and quietly sat in the church. She would leave church immediately after receiving the benediction from the pastor. This young girl did not communicate with any of the church members. As the lady was a good Christian, she looked for opportunities to persuade her to come to cell groups and to participate in the church activities and she did. Yet, there were no changes. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One fine day, the lady saw the young girl on the street. She greeted her. The young girl greeted her too. The young girl asked the lady to visit her because her house was nearby. On their way, still the lady was persuading her. The young girl stopped at small tent so the lady. The lady was surprised because the height of the tent was only 5 feet. It was made of bamboo. Both the lady and the girl had to bend in order to get inside. An 80yrs old man was lying on the bamboo floor covered with a thin blanket. He was on drip. Beside him was a 60yrs old lady. Then the girl said to her father, “Father, this is my friend.” There was no reply from her father at all. Then, the young girl looked at the lady and said, “Do you know that I am a prostitute?” The lady was stunned for a while and shook her head. The young girl continued, “Jesus died on the cross to give life, it is because of him that we have meaning to live. I sacrifice my life by prostituting myself in order to bring life to my parents. This is the best that I can offer to them and to Lord.” The lady could not say anything to her but was amazed for witnessing such great love and offering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Are we trying to be a good Christian? Are we trying to represent Christ in our community? Are we willing to offer the best to our brothers and sisters, and Lord?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the other hand, are we the one who is crucifying Christ-like people today? Are we still crucifying Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-GB" style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-8237525099649699067?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/8237525099649699067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=8237525099649699067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/8237525099649699067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/8237525099649699067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/07/christ-in-her.html' title='Christ! in Her??'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Rp0EsIfkVAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0pNbgtYjmsI/s72-c/GIRL_CRYING_HOMESTEAD_POEM_JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-7282758910257231932</id><published>2007-07-04T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:28:25.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ecclesiology Reflection (2)'/><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Ror3dUBoIeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aGOc1qus3So/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Ror3dUBoIeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aGOc1qus3So/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083147212404826594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The church is a foretaste of &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;. Jesus  proclaimed that the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; is already  here. It has started. It is a present reality. But he also declared that the  Kingdom is to be found perfectly only in the future. How this already/not yet  character of the Kingdom can be embraced in churches today? Then, firstly we  need to know what the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; is. What are  some characteristics of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; in perfect  form? When the K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;ingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; exists in its  fullness there will be no sickness, wars, man’s fallen nature and no poverty.  All the relationship between Man to God, Man to Man and Man to Creation will be  in perfect love, which is the fundamental nature of the Trinitarian God. How can  these qualities of the Kingdom can be found today, if we declare that  the Kingdom is here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Woe! The church has such a great responsibiliy and yet  most of our churches are busy organizing evangelical campaigns. We are busy  choosing which clothes to wear when we go to church. We are busy being involved  in programs, for example, men or women's fellowship, youth fellowship, cell  groups and special celebration programmes. One ought to note that it is not  wrong to participate in these programs. But if one observes carefully, most of  us are rushing to finish one programme after another. In our heads, we are  thinking how to organize or run those programmes perfectly. Obviously, this kind  of environments dose not gives space to love one another. Thus before we start  to plan for campaigns or programmes, we ought to practise the fundamental nature  of the Trinitarian God. By genuinely loving one another, we can embrace the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; in our  church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;There will be different types of people in our churches.  Among them, let us focus on those who are weak in health, education and wealth  etc. Let us take our first step to talk to those who are quiet, shy and those  who dare not speak. Let us befriend those. Let us love them as a friend. We  may say that we do not have enough time and the congregation is too big. Yes,  there is a price to pay for living out the Kingdomic life. But we have no choice  but to live the Kingdomic life because we are chosen to be his followers. It is  our responsibility. This is what the church is for. Let them taste what the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; of  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; is  like. &lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/30444819-7282758910257231932?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/7282758910257231932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=7282758910257231932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7282758910257231932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/7282758910257231932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/07/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Ror3dUBoIeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aGOc1qus3So/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-6473663505875923571</id><published>2007-07-03T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:53:36.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mail from my friend'/><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RopFBkBoIcI/AAAAAAAAABo/V1-zXdAaEfk/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RopFBkBoIcI/AAAAAAAAABo/V1-zXdAaEfk/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082951022593712578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Truth #2&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assurance of Answered Prayer&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us look at John 16 and see what it says on Assurance of Answered Prayer.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; In verses 23-24 Jesus says: "...I tell you the truth, my Father will give you whatever you ask in my name. ... Ask and you will receive, and your joy will be complete." Amen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; "The Father himself loves you because you have loved me and have believed that I came from God." (Verse 27)&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; Our previous reading Assurance of Salvation affirmed that anyone who believes in the Son of God has the testimony that God has given him eternal life. Those who accept God's love and believe in Jesus Christ, by following His command to love one another, are given eternal life. Once we have fulfilled the requirement and become a Child of God, we can turn to the Father. If we ask, we will receive. I want to caution everyone when asking our Father to make sure that what we are asking for is in His and our best interest. "God, Your will be done."&lt;script&gt; &lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\nRemember, God&amp;#39;s plan comes from His love for His children. For this\nreason my most important request is for strength to serve the Lord. God\nloves me and knows what I need, just as a father knows that children\nneed clothes and food.\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\nDear Father God:\u003cbr\&gt;\nPlease give me the attentiveness to follow Your will and equip me with the tools to do it.  Amen!\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\n \u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\nQuestion:         Do you keep a Godly checkbook register and do you know your balances?  Can you repay Him?\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\nNO - I am in debt to God so much that I will never be able to repay Him.\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\n \u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\nTruth #3\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\nAssurance of Victory\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\nLet us review 1 Corinthians 10 on Assurance of Victory. Corinth was a\nwicked city. It was difficult for Christians not to behave like their\nneighbors. This sounds so familiar, it might be happening today. In his\nletter, Paul gives some practical advice and comforting assurance.\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\n&amp;quot;We should not test the Lord.&amp;quot; (Verse 9) Do not make a deal with God.\nGod, I will do such and such if You will do this and that for me. God&amp;#39;s\nplan does not depend on our skills to negotiate. His grace will provide\nwhat we need and plenty of it. I thank God for His wonderful Grace.\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\n&amp;quot;Do not grumble&amp;quot; (Verse 10) We are God&amp;#39;s children. Our Father loves us.\nHe loves us so much that He sent His Son for our salvation. I thank God\nfor His Love. Do not grumble that you did not receive enough. How\nungrateful is it for children to complain on Christmas Day that they\ndid not receive everything. Having a Christmas Day to celebrate the\nbirth of God&amp;#39;s Son, our Lord Jesus Christ, is the biggest gift that we\ncan receive.\u003cbr\&gt;\n\u003cbr\&gt;\nWe now come to verse 13, the most important part of our reading. &amp;quot;God\nis faithful, He will not let us be tempted beyond what we can bear.&amp;quot; I\nthank God for this assurance. God is in control and will always rescue\nus. &amp;quot;When we are tempted, He will also provide a way out so that we can\nstand up under it.&amp;quot; So don&amp;#39;t grumble with the Lord. He has a plan for\nyou and me. It is His plan to make us stronger that we can serve Him\nbetter and bring greater love to others.",1] );  //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; Remember, God's plan comes from His love for His children. For this reason my most important request is for strength to serve the Lord. God loves me and knows what I need, just as a father knows that children need clothes and food.&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father God:&lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me the attentiveness to follow Your will and equip me with the tools to do it. Amen!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Do you keep a Godly checkbook register and do you know your balances? Can you repay Him?&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO - I am in debt to God so much that I will never be able to repay Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;Throughout the centuries, people have varieties of expression  or understanding on &lt;i&gt;how to pray&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;what to pray&lt;/i&gt;. For the Eastern  Orthodox and Roman Catholics, they appeal to the long traditions and learn from  them. For example, Roman Catholics practice the Sign of the Cross as an  expression of prayer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.cptryon.org/prayer/sign.html"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span id="lw_1183466894_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cptryon.org/prayer/sign.html"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;is an important part of their Spiritual journey. Eastern Orthodox  has richer traditions. For them the Sign of the Cross has great powerful effect  on demonic power and tremendous spiritual power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.orthodoxinfo.com/praxis/guidech1.pdf"&gt;It &lt;/a&gt;helps to build up their  spirituality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Sadly, Protestants throw away all the traditions. We do  not hold the Sign of the Cross as an important part of personal and public  prayer. For most of us, prayer is just asking things that we want from God. It  focuses on things that we want although we sound like we are praying for our  needs. Our prayers are generally concerned with confession of sins, thanksgiving  and asking help. Then we will end by saying to God, “God, Your will be done.” Do  we really mean it when we say those words? Do we really know the impact of it?  For Jesus, obedience comes in and after his prayer. In &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Gethsemane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;, Jesus was so tired that he prayed for God to take away his pain and  remove the suffering that he had to go through. He ended the prayer with God’s  will and he really meant it. Despite all his sufferings and weakness, he took  the painful path. He obeyed God’s will. We may say that we do not know what the  will of God for us is. But do we notice that we do not make an effort to know  God’s will for us? Do  we?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What about our Spirituality? Does our prayer help to  build our Spirituality? From my observation, our prayer has nothing to do with  our spirituality. It does not build our Spirituality. What is our  Spirituality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-GB" &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/30444819-6473663505875923571?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/6473663505875923571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=6473663505875923571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/6473663505875923571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/6473663505875923571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/07/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RopFBkBoIcI/AAAAAAAAABo/V1-zXdAaEfk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-2041007191778086754</id><published>2007-06-28T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T01:22:14.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on love'/><title type='text'>She Rocks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RoPOUUBoIbI/AAAAAAAAABc/TiTbN8JnN7g/s1600-h/motherthersa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RoPOUUBoIbI/AAAAAAAAABc/TiTbN8JnN7g/s320/motherthersa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081131652972290482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     "I have found the paradox, that if you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; until it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hurts&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                   there can be no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more hurt&lt;/span&gt;, only&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; more love&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                                                                                    Mother Teresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-2041007191778086754?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/2041007191778086754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=2041007191778086754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/2041007191778086754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/2041007191778086754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-love.html' title='She Rocks!!'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RoPOUUBoIbI/AAAAAAAAABc/TiTbN8JnN7g/s72-c/motherthersa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-4426418176465102841</id><published>2007-06-24T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T16:25:57.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ecclesiology Reflection (1)'/><title type='text'>My Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Rn6NTC2hw5I/AAAAAAAAABU/k8eyYziKPeE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Rn6NTC2hw5I/AAAAAAAAABU/k8eyYziKPeE/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079652788043105170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I have attended the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Baptist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; since I was young. I used to be proud of my church for not imposing any rules upon people. I used to think that the Roman Catholics were still under the law. They were bound by rules like Pharisees. They were busy walking according to the rules and forgot to love one another. So I started to go to the Roman Catholic Church and made friends with many youths. Whenever I had the time, I would share my beliefs. My ambition was to encourage them to become like me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;But later I realized that I had nothing. My faith was only 500 years old. My Church had nothing. It is so sad and frustrating to know that we almost do not have doctrines and old traditions. Thus it shows our lack of understanding of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the church is&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the church is for&lt;/span&gt;. It is so sad to know that I am not a part of a 900- (Roman Catholic) or a 2000- (Eastern Orthodoxy) year traditions. I do not hold a faith that is 2000 years old. I feel lost because I do not know what kind of faith I am preserving and perpetuating. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Every Sunday, when I go to the church, the pastor or deacons preach from the pulpit. The pastor will always conduct the communion. The whole congregation prays and sings together. Church programs are run according to the decision of the church council. They have power to change or to continue. Whatever you want to do you have to get permission from them. Those who have a conflict with the committee members would always find it easy to leave the church and go to another church. It is perfectly fine to do it. I do love the people in my church but I wonder if it is a church or some kind of organization.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;It would be beautiful if we united with the Mother Churches! It would be wonderful if we humbled ourselves and learned from them! How I long to see that happening.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/30444819-4426418176465102841?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/4426418176465102841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=4426418176465102841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/4426418176465102841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/4426418176465102841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-church.html' title='My Church'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/Rn6NTC2hw5I/AAAAAAAAABU/k8eyYziKPeE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-8312368013624872806</id><published>2007-06-23T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T00:32:40.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mail from my friend'/><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RnyVyS2hw3I/AAAAAAAAABE/933sjK0vrWY/s1600-h/give_hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RnyVyS2hw3I/AAAAAAAAABE/933sjK0vrWY/s320/give_hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079099171053618034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I got an email from my friend which said as follow: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I will share with you my perception of five different truths that every Christian should know. The dictionary defines truth as a spiritual reality. What does it mean?&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Truth #1&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assurance of Salvation&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Let us look in 1 John where we find information on Assurance of Salvation&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is how God showed His love among us: He sent His one and only Son into the world that we may live through Him. This is love: not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins." (1 John 4:9-10)&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another." (1 John 4:11)&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone who believes in the Son of God has this testimony in his heart. ... And this is the testimony: God has given us eternal life, and this life is in His Son. He who has the Son has life..." (1 John 5:10-12)&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a powerful message! All we have to do is accept God's love and believe in Jesus Christ by following his command to love one another.&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; We, Protestants, like to be assured and secured. We have been preaching our assurance of salvation since Luther’s time. We like to be reminded again and again of God’s salvation to us every single Sunday. We enjoying saying God loves you that why He saved you. Now you are loved and saved. All you have to do is love one another and preach the gospel. That’s all. This is what we Protestants believe. It is true that it is because of the love of God, we are saved and yet for us God’s love is to only cure our sins. God has never fail to love us before and after we are sinned. For Him, love always comes first. But we Protestants revised it. We put sins before God instead of love. We commit sins and that is why we come to see Him. Our sins brought us to obey Him not our love. We are afraid of going to Hell. If we do not accept God’s love we will go to Hell because we still are sinners. It is our second main focus. Salvation! Not love. It is not the love that makes us wanting to be saved. It is not because of the un-separable love that we have for God giving us the desire to be saved. It just simply because we afraid to go to Hell. Thus we really do not know God’s love for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Sadly, we apply this rule to our fellow brothers. As we do not know God’s love the same way we do not know how to love our neighbours. When we meet people the first thing that we seek is the person’s weakness or sins in his life. Love does not come first. Once we find the person’s weakness or sins we try to point out all sins that he has. Then we will point out all his weakness and convince him to say a sinner prayer. Where is love? When dose it come? We might say that it is because of the love for the person, we preach gospel and point out his sins. Yet, if we think clearly our emphasises is more on man’s fallen nature rather then loving him. Initiatively, Jesus shows his love to the adulterous woman and Zaccheus without condemning them. It is love that changes their lives and to love one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Thus, let us truly understand God’s love and let it change us. Then secondly let us genuinely love one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&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/30444819-8312368013624872806?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/8312368013624872806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=8312368013624872806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/8312368013624872806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/8312368013624872806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/06/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RnyVyS2hw3I/AAAAAAAAABE/933sjK0vrWY/s72-c/give_hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-6497453814694673879</id><published>2007-04-27T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T22:33:32.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Up....?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RjIIkDOkSnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/tvP3vzHKbVw/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RjIIkDOkSnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/tvP3vzHKbVw/s320/Picture1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058114746925206130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                        This Journey is hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                Yet it is harder to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-6497453814694673879?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/6497453814694673879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=6497453814694673879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/6497453814694673879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/6497453814694673879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/04/give-up.html' title='Give Up....?'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qXDK17Eltnw/RjIIkDOkSnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/tvP3vzHKbVw/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-117119040619960937</id><published>2007-02-11T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T19:00:17.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3169/3264/1600/274639/niece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3169/3264/320/157620/niece.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;This is my sister and my nieces. I got this picture from her last week. They are so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3169/3264/1600/661274/brother%20in%20law.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3169/3264/320/989573/brother%20in%20law.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my brother-in-law. This picture was taken on his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-117119040619960937?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/117119040619960937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=117119040619960937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/117119040619960937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/117119040619960937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/02/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who?'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-117023041108831326</id><published>2007-01-31T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T16:09:46.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthropology Reflection (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3169/3264/1600/22585/LittleGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3169/3264/320/693669/LittleGirl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;All along my life, I identify people according to their positions, status, degrees, wealth, beauty and knowledge. I treat them according to their status. If a person has a higher degree I will pay respect and treat that person very well. If a person has poor education or poor, my admiration will be not same as the first person.After sitting in the theology class for two sessions, I came to realize that we, all human being are created according to the image of God. We came from one source, light and truth. I have forgotten who I am. So let us not forget who we are. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I want to say &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Namaste"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to all of you…….. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/30444819-117023041108831326?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/117023041108831326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=117023041108831326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/117023041108831326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/117023041108831326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/01/anthropology-reflection-2.html' title='Anthropology Reflection (2)'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-117022968438114061</id><published>2007-01-31T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T19:06:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthropology Reflection (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Every living creatures has specific role to perform. Some of the plants have to reproduce oxygen and some animals help to transfer the pollen from one place to another etc,. They live and fulfil their tasks in a certain period of time. Most of them are actually bound to their environment. They do not do beyond and perform anything from their environment. Human are unique creature. They have ability to adapt in environment and also have ability to create new environment. Human being has difficulty in finding their exact role in this finite world. They are busy looking what ought to be done. They do not find any satisfaction doing things in this world. Although they have been in many places, they still could not find a good reason or purpose to perform it. Thus they came to expect things from beyond their imagination and this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;All my life I have been searching the purpose of my life and things that I should achieve also. I have searched for wealth, position, status and many other things. Although I got them to certain level, I still want to achieve more and more. First I though when I get those thing will be satisfy but it did not work out that way. My search has continued again. I felt tired chasing after those things again and again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our hearts are restless until they find rest in thee, O God.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 St. Augustine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;After I read this, I have came to conclude that God is the one who I need most. He is only source that can give satisfaction to me. The meaning of live can be found only in God. They joy of the living can find only in God.&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/30444819-117022968438114061?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/117022968438114061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=117022968438114061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/117022968438114061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/117022968438114061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/01/anthropology-reflection-1.html' title='Anthropology Reflection (1)'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-116827128032188481</id><published>2007-01-08T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:50:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3169/3264/1600/693076/PICT0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3169/3264/320/379187/PICT0010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;For coming few days, I will be writing letters to my Burmese friends who are working or studying in foreign countries. I want to tell them about my holiday trip back to my hometown (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Yangon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Myanmar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;) and I want to share what I have experienced there. I saw many people who are struggling to survive. Thus I want to encourage all of my friends to go back home and serve those people who are in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start this, I want to say "Happy New Year To You All."&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/30444819-116827128032188481?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/116827128032188481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=116827128032188481' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/116827128032188481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/116827128032188481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-coming-few-days-i-will-be-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-115816532100347539</id><published>2006-09-13T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T13:24:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christology Reflection (6)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jesus accomplished His mission which was to fulfill the His promises in the Old Testament hope; the mission being to proclaim the divine reign and to die on the cross. In In order to accomplish the mission he walked according to His Father’s will even though it meant giving up His life. Why did he obey God? Why did He want to complete the mission?&lt;br /&gt;He went through the walk out of love for His Father and mankind. He came to live a communal life, forgive mankind and he died for mankind. We, as followers of Christ, ought to imitate Him and live a Christ like life. Like Christ God has also appointed tasks for us to accomplish. Therefore we must understand what our role in God’s mission is. It is important for us to obey God so that we can walk according to His will and complete our tasks. We should walk and obey God not as a bargain but because we love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lord, help us to love you more and more,&lt;br /&gt;                   And help us to obey your will”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-115816532100347539?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/115816532100347539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=115816532100347539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115816532100347539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115816532100347539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2006/09/christology-reflection-6.html' title='Christology Reflection (6)'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-115504107127507767</id><published>2006-08-08T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T13:25:33.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christology Reflection (Weeks 4 &amp; 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the Gospels, Jesus referred to himself as the “Son of God” as a declaration of his obedience to his Father’s will. In accordance with his obedience, he fully submitted himself to God so that his mission would be completed. Although he was afraid to go through the trials and suffering in the flesh he was willing to go through the torment because of his submission to his Father. For example, there was a time when he was in Gethsemane, he was tempted not to go through the suffering but he persisted due to his obedience to God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As followers of Christ, we do not understand God’s will and purpose for us. Many of us often do things our way. We need to learn how to obey God as Jesus did. Whatever we do God must be the centre of our lives. Therefore, as we live in a community we need to learn to accept one another’s suggestions and be submissive to one another because this is the character of God. In so doing, we will be able to practise genuine relationships in community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here again a conscious effort is necessary. We will have to learn to accept suggestion from others much as we do not want to. To be humble is the most difficult thing to do in our lives, but that is the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O lord, teach me to submit to and obey Your words and also to listen to my fellow brothers.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-115504107127507767?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/115504107127507767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=115504107127507767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115504107127507767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115504107127507767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2006/08/christology-reflection-weeks-4-5.html' title='Christology Reflection (Weeks 4 &amp; 5)'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-115366431198163794</id><published>2006-07-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T22:21:55.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christology Reflection (Week 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/JesusWashingFeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/320/JesusWashingFeet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He chose to be a man! Christ, the second person in Trinity incarnated in flesh and blood to be part of this community. He, almighty God, chose to be as vulnerable as mankind although he could use his power to overcome all odds. Due to his obedience and submission to his father, he allowed himself to be abused, hurt, offended and crucified. &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I journey towards the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename&gt;God&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I may experience wealth, power and status. At this point, I may begin to question myself “Will I be able to overcome the temptation of such power and glory in order to submit myself to God?” The battle will be tough, I know, but I will be ready to carry the cross. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In this stage of submission, I would expect to be treated as an outcast in a normal society. For example, if I a need to minister to a drug addict, I will have to soak myself in his company. In so doing, I will probably be conveying a wrong message to the society about myself so I will suffer from condemnation. By God’s mercy and grace, I would choose to restore broken people and direct them to the &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;Kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename&gt;God&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“&lt;i style=""&gt;O Lord, Let my desire be a reality for your glory&lt;/i&gt;” &lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&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/30444819-115366431198163794?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/115366431198163794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=115366431198163794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115366431198163794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115366431198163794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2006/07/christology-reflection-week-3.html' title='Christology Reflection (Week 3)'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-115271972223674113</id><published>2006-07-12T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T23:56:26.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christology Reflection (Week 2)</title><content type='html'>I have never thought that the biggest sin is to break the relationship with God and wanting to be on my own. All my life, I have defined sin mainly based on moral behavior. As an Asian, morality is very important for me and for all Asians. In our society, we gauge the goodness or badness of a person according to his/her behavior. This concept has been in my mind for so many years. This principle has condemned me and other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I talked about sin, it remained something that I had learned in class. Jesus never condemned others and seldom talked about sin. Being God, he came into this world. He was incarnated in the flesh to rebuild the relationship between men and God and men to men. He liked to talk about love and shared joy with his disciples rather then condemning them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life, I have been busy criticizing myself and others. Every time I ended up with sadness and hatred. Placing sin as my first priority has drawn me far from God. When I realized how God wants to relate with us, this realization has shaken me. I have been running away from God because I felt I have sinned against him so that I shouldn’t go into his presence. Now I can go to the presence of God without condemning myself. Then, with the help that comes from God, I will be changed and built into fullness of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-115271972223674113?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/115271972223674113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=115271972223674113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115271972223674113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115271972223674113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2006/07/christology-reflection-week-2.html' title='Christology Reflection (Week 2)'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-115195037765498936</id><published>2006-07-04T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T02:12:57.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christology Reflection (Week 1)</title><content type='html'>Christians are the followers of Christ. Christ is the core of Christianity. Therefore the identity of Jesus Christ is very significant for Christianity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The identity of Christ has been debated among theologians. The deity and the humanity of Jesus have been exposed to various explanations by many theologians. Thus, most of them have tried to search the history and understand the historical Jesus. As a result, some of them portray Christology as “Christology from above” and others “Christology from below”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them consider that the Christ of the Gospel can be believed, and that history can be found in Scripture. The witnesses (from Scripture) of Jesus as divine and human can be trusted, and faith can be drawn from there. The other group emphasises much more the search of historical Jesus. For them, faith lies on the truth of the historicity of Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to what these groups are saying makes me feel confused as it is complicated. It has shaken my faith and understanding of the Lord Jesus Christ. On one hand, it helps me to re-examine what and who I believe in. For me, I believe that Jesus Christ is fully divine and human. He suffered, died, rose again and ascended to heaven. Thus I will use both my understanding from Scripture and from history to comprehend Christology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, understanding Christology lies in the proclamation of the churches. The historicity of Jesus will help me to understand more about the humanity of Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-115195037765498936?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/115195037765498936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=115195037765498936' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115195037765498936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115195037765498936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2006/07/christology-reflection-week-1.html' title='Christology Reflection (Week 1)'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30444819.post-115176634790455431</id><published>2006-07-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:53:28.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Beginning...</title><content type='html'>Everything has a starting and stopping point. Beginning and ending. Starting point is important as well as the ending point. Many people said that starting is very easy but it is difficult to maintian it to the last, the ending. I agree with that. In my life, I have started many things. I finished doing some of the things but some couldn't finish. I learn piano from many teachers but I didn't become a good pianist. Today, I have started blogging. Today is my birthbloggingday. The one who force me or help me to blog is &lt;a href="http://www.shermankuek.net/"&gt;Sherman&lt;/a&gt;. Hahaha.. well actually by blogging will help me to understand more about myself and things which are happening in my life. Thanks to you my big brother, &lt;a href="http://www.shermankuek.net/"&gt;Sherman&lt;/a&gt;. I hope, I can maintain it all the way till end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30444819-115176634790455431?l=olij83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/feeds/115176634790455431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30444819&amp;postID=115176634790455431' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115176634790455431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30444819/posts/default/115176634790455431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://olij83.blogspot.com/2006/07/at-beginning_01.html' title='At the Beginning...'/><author><name>Oliver</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3169/3264/1600/OliSmallJPEG.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
