<?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-12399659</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:56:42.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Christian RACE____</title><subtitle type='html'>i pray that this blog will always be an encouragement. to GOD be the GLORY. =D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-4999730838272737739</id><published>2008-07-30T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:53:17.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By Your Strength Alone, I'll Overcome</title><content type='html'>Today God taught me an important lesson. A lesson that will stay with me in my prep for the O's. Well, I felt so lously today cos i knew i had to study but i just couldn't discipline myself to sit down and study. Stupid Mel, why try so hard in your own strength. In and of myself there is no good thing. Thank You, God, for showing me that You are the one who will give me stregth and see me through this time till the O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start. But as Your dear child i come to You, weak, unable to carry on on my own. I admit I need You. Forgive me for being so sturbborn, I thank You that You know what is the best way for me to study for my O's. Please teach me what it means to study for You, for Your glory and to do well for Your glory too. I do love You and want to abide in You always. Please clease me and wash me as white as snow that there may be nothing between my soul and the Saviour. By Your strength alone, I'll overcome. I thank You I have You on my side. Though impossible it may seem now, with You, all things are possible. Help me to believe just that. &lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' most precious name I love and pray,&lt;br /&gt;Amen. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-4999730838272737739?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4999730838272737739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=4999730838272737739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/4999730838272737739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/4999730838272737739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2008/07/by-your-strength-alone-ill-overcome.html' title='By Your Strength Alone, I&apos;ll Overcome'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-7011352357032288550</id><published>2008-01-23T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:22:32.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..its been long since i've posted. this week has been a tiring week but thank God for sustaining. Even as I'm typing this, i have many things on my mind. Like so much to do yet so little time, well, i guess i got to make the best of what i have. God has been good to me. so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, I pray you'll do a mighty work in my life. I need You. I so need You. Come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-7011352357032288550?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7011352357032288550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=7011352357032288550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7011352357032288550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7011352357032288550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2008/01/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-7590418136982107454</id><published>2007-11-12T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:29:16.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Stained Glass Masquerade" by Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone that fails&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone that falls&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems so strong&lt;br /&gt;I know they'll soon discover&lt;br /&gt;That I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too&lt;br /&gt;So with a painted grin, I play the part again&lt;br /&gt;So everyone will see me the way that I see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we happy plastic people&lt;br /&gt;Under shiny plastic steeples&lt;br /&gt;With walls around our weakness&lt;br /&gt;And smiles to hide our pain&lt;br /&gt;But if the invitation's open&lt;br /&gt;To every heart that has been broken&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then we close the curtain&lt;br /&gt;On our stained glass masquerade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who's been there&lt;br /&gt;Are there any hands to raise&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who's traded&lt;br /&gt;In the altar for a stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance is convincing&lt;br /&gt;And we know every line by heart&lt;br /&gt;Only when no one is watching&lt;br /&gt;Can we really fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would it set me free&lt;br /&gt;If I dared to let you see&lt;br /&gt;The truth behind the person&lt;br /&gt;That you imagine me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would your arms be open&lt;br /&gt;Or would you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Would the love of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Be enough to make you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Malcolm for passing me the cd that i got to hear this song. The lyrics really spoke to my heart. May God help me to close the curtain on my stained glass masquerade. Thank God for a good Batam trip. What an eye opener!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-7590418136982107454?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7590418136982107454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=7590418136982107454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7590418136982107454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7590418136982107454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/11/stained-glass-masquerade-by-casting_12.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-2265583817031903047</id><published>2007-11-12T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:29:06.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Stained Glass Masquerade" by Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone that fails&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone that falls&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems so strong&lt;br /&gt;I know they'll soon discover&lt;br /&gt;That I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too&lt;br /&gt;So with a painted grin, I play the part again&lt;br /&gt;So everyone will see me the way that I see them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we happy plastic people&lt;br /&gt;Under shiny plastic steeples&lt;br /&gt;With walls around our weakness&lt;br /&gt;And smiles to hide our pain&lt;br /&gt;But if the invitation's open&lt;br /&gt;To every heart that has been broken&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then we close the curtain&lt;br /&gt;On our stained glass masquerade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who's been there&lt;br /&gt;Are there any hands to raise&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who's traded&lt;br /&gt;In the altar for a stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance is convincing&lt;br /&gt;And we know every line by heart&lt;br /&gt;Only when no one is watching&lt;br /&gt;Can we really fall apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would it set me free&lt;br /&gt;If I dared to let you see&lt;br /&gt;The truth behind the person&lt;br /&gt;That you imagine me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would your arms be open&lt;br /&gt;Or would you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Would the love of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Be enough to make you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Malcolm for passing me the cd that i got to hear this song. The lyrics really spoke to my heart. May God help me to close the curtain on my stained glass masquerade. Thank God for a good Batam trip. What an eye opener!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-2265583817031903047?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2265583817031903047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=2265583817031903047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/2265583817031903047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/2265583817031903047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/11/stained-glass-masquerade-by-casting.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-5240451698487523781</id><published>2007-09-27T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:00:19.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what must i do,&lt;br /&gt;to have that abundant life?&lt;br /&gt;everytime i want to get close to You,&lt;br /&gt;You are there.&lt;br /&gt;but i slip away from You.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;tired of falling, failing and&lt;br /&gt;sinning.&lt;br /&gt;tired of living the self-life.&lt;br /&gt;Father, what must i do to be free?&lt;br /&gt;Could you please free your dear child?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go on like that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i can't.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to look back and say how i wish i could be like that again.&lt;br /&gt;i trust that You have better things for me then that.&lt;br /&gt;the past-it's past.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know what to do. Lord show me the way.&lt;br /&gt;Father, im at a cross road in life now.&lt;br /&gt;and i need Your help.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be right in the centre of Your will.&lt;br /&gt;What You say do, i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;Where You say go, i'll go.&lt;br /&gt;help me to know exactly what you want me to do and where you want me to go.&lt;br /&gt;i want to rest in You.&lt;br /&gt;help me to do just that.&lt;br /&gt;I love You. but i want to love You even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-5240451698487523781?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/5240451698487523781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=5240451698487523781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/5240451698487523781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/5240451698487523781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-must-i-do-to-have-that-abundant.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-6233396478672759830</id><published>2007-09-09T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:37:30.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"REFLECTION"&lt;br /&gt;Performed by Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;You may think that you see who I really am&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never know me&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, it's as if I play a part&lt;br /&gt;Now I see, if I wear a mask I can fool the world&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot fool my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me?&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now in a world where&lt;br /&gt;I have to hide my heart and what I believe in&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I will show the world&lt;br /&gt;What's inside my heart and be loved for who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the girl I see, staring straight back at me?&lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection someone I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;Must I pretend that I'm someone else for all time?&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show, who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a heart that must be free to fly&lt;br /&gt;That burns with the need to know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;Why must we all conceal what we think, how we feel?&lt;br /&gt;Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide?&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend that I'm someone else for all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show who I am inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;argh. maybe im just thinking too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-6233396478672759830?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6233396478672759830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=6233396478672759830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/6233396478672759830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/6233396478672759830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/09/reflection-performed-by-christina.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-5894577816749879931</id><published>2007-08-10T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T12:34:39.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm..been long since i posted. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will just post two verses which i read during my time with God just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be selfish, don't live to make a good impression on others. &lt;em&gt;Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourself&lt;/em&gt;. Don't think only about your own affairs, but be interested in others, too, and what they are doing." Philippians 2:3,4 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourself; that is really something i need God to help me with. to learn to be humble, not proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, &lt;em&gt;everything else is worthless when compared with the priceless gain of knowing Christ Jesus our Lord&lt;/em&gt;...I no longer count on my own goodness or my ability to obey God's law, but i trust Christ to save me. For God's way of making us right with himself depends on faith." Philippians 3:8a,9b (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Jakarta this Sat (18 Aug) in the morn for Asean Schools. Do keep me in prayer that i'll run to glorify God and make Him proud. Coming back on the 23 for a few hours stop over in S'pore before flying off again to Bangkok for Thai Sports school games held in Lampang. (: Lord, help. I need You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-5894577816749879931?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/5894577816749879931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=5894577816749879931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/5894577816749879931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/5894577816749879931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-7955473635963055869</id><published>2007-06-24T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:42:52.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Voice  Of  Truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of faith it takes&lt;br /&gt;To climb out of this boat I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Onto the crashing waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To step out of my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is&lt;br /&gt;And He's holding out His hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the waves are calling out my name&lt;br /&gt;And they laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times&lt;br /&gt;I've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The waves they keep on telling me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again. "Boy, you'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!&lt;br /&gt;"The voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;br /&gt;The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant&lt;br /&gt;With just a sling and a stone&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors&lt;br /&gt;Shaking in their armor&lt;br /&gt;Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the giant's calling out my name&lt;br /&gt;And he laughs at me&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of all the times&lt;br /&gt;I've tried before and failed&lt;br /&gt;The giant keeps on telling me&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again. "Boy you'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the stone was just the right size&lt;br /&gt;To put the giant on the ground&lt;br /&gt;And the waves they don't seem so high&lt;br /&gt;From on top of them lookin' down&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with the wings of eagles&lt;br /&gt;When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Singing over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-7955473635963055869?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7955473635963055869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=7955473635963055869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7955473635963055869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7955473635963055869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/06/voice-of-truth-oh-what-i-would-do-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-2731589482099795808</id><published>2007-06-20T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:07:10.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at last, the rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You GOD! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a breakthrough in trng today. yays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-2731589482099795808?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2731589482099795808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=2731589482099795808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/2731589482099795808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/2731589482099795808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/06/at-last-rainbow.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-7861904167761170356</id><published>2007-05-22T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:36:47.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>felt so weak today, even to pray.&lt;br /&gt;come what may,&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to go through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw the light,&lt;br /&gt;when i opened The Book to the centre.&lt;br /&gt;It spoke, right to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;as if to say:&lt;br /&gt;"My Child, strength comes from Me,&lt;br /&gt;and all you have to do is ask."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then realised my folly,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to think that i could do it with my own strenth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strength comes from above.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's been passing by really slowly.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday seems like wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm looking forward to thursay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to sidetrack..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dragon has awakened!&lt;br /&gt;no more slacking.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going all out for what i want,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll prove you wrong when you say&lt;br /&gt;i can't change and i've no potential.&lt;br /&gt;just you wait and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;anything is possible,&lt;br /&gt;but you have to believe,&lt;br /&gt;and you have to fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lance Armstrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-7861904167761170356?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7861904167761170356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=7861904167761170356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7861904167761170356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7861904167761170356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/felt-so-weak-today-even-to-pray.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-7540843446131081526</id><published>2007-05-20T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:02:22.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;everthing's in a swirl.&lt;br /&gt;my heart's haevy,&lt;br /&gt;but what's the key?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;go to You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but You're involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;go to You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but You aren't listening. (Oh what a lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;go to You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but You are so far. (another lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;go to You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but You wouldn't understand.(really?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to Me,&lt;br /&gt;for though I'm involved, I'm supposed to be in everything, right?&lt;br /&gt;come to Me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always listening, My ears are wide open.&lt;br /&gt;come to Me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always with you, right by your side.&lt;br /&gt;come to Me,&lt;br /&gt;for I AM the Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the End.&lt;br /&gt;COME TO ME,&lt;br /&gt;dear child, for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.&lt;br /&gt;lay every burden down, at the foot of the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I want to, Lord, but...but... i'm not sure if i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, dear child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Lord, i want to believe. Help Thou mine unbelief. I want to trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes have wondered away from You.&lt;br /&gt;bring me back to You.&lt;br /&gt;i'm overwhelmed by everything going on around me and i forget that i have a God who is greater than my greatest problem. thank You that You are here for me. Lord, i know it too much in the head, but too little in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father, i cry to You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-7540843446131081526?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7540843446131081526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=7540843446131081526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7540843446131081526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7540843446131081526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-need-miracle.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-3671463906156342328</id><published>2007-05-19T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T18:29:54.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rescue by Jared Anderston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the source of the life&lt;br /&gt;I can't be left behind&lt;br /&gt;No one else will do&lt;br /&gt;I will take hold of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need You Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To come to my rescue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where else can I go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no other name by&lt;br /&gt;Which I am saved&lt;br /&gt;Capture me with grace&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world has nothing for me&lt;br /&gt;I will follow You&lt;br /&gt;This world has nothing for me&lt;br /&gt;I will follow You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is crying out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need You Jesus&lt;br /&gt;To come to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;Where else can I go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-3671463906156342328?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/3671463906156342328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=3671463906156342328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/3671463906156342328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/3671463906156342328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/rescue-by-jared-anderston-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-6397549191684076070</id><published>2007-05-18T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T18:28:28.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Code 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow and I,&lt;br /&gt;taking wedding day steps.&lt;br /&gt;feeling emo.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;Is this a mask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after effects of the high slowly set in,&lt;br /&gt;only to be rudly awakened&lt;br /&gt;by the electrifying cracks of silver,&lt;br /&gt;on the vast dark background.&lt;br /&gt;I stop short on my tracks,&lt;br /&gt;my heart skips a beat.&lt;br /&gt;Goosebumps appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A storm is coming.&lt;br /&gt;Code 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-6397549191684076070?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6397549191684076070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=6397549191684076070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/6397549191684076070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/6397549191684076070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/code-1-my-shadow-and-i-taking-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-5968264585153295230</id><published>2007-05-17T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T18:25:13.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from dusk to dawn,&lt;br /&gt;i will fight on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-5968264585153295230?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/5968264585153295230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=5968264585153295230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/5968264585153295230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/5968264585153295230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-dusk-to-dawn-i-will-fight-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-8743496286420236147</id><published>2007-05-16T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T18:24:31.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The night is cool,&lt;br /&gt;my heat otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;New blood to deoxygenated veins.&lt;br /&gt;A fire burning within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my bed, head under my pillow,&lt;br /&gt;I find solace beneath the shadow of Your wings.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet fellowship like never before,&lt;br /&gt;You bid me call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To embrace You.&lt;br /&gt;To feel the warm glow of Your love.&lt;br /&gt;Your seamless face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your nail pierced hands in mine,&lt;br /&gt;Your strong arms carrying me,&lt;br /&gt;as we walk down the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one set of footprints,&lt;br /&gt;for you have carried me,&lt;br /&gt;all the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-8743496286420236147?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/8743496286420236147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=8743496286420236147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/8743496286420236147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/8743496286420236147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/night-is-cool-my-heat-otherwise.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-1601393057224413528</id><published>2007-05-14T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:42:32.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the foot of the cross&lt;br /&gt;Where grace and suffering meet&lt;br /&gt;You have shown me Your love&lt;br /&gt;Through the judgment You received&lt;br /&gt;And You've won my heart&lt;br /&gt;Yes You've won my heart now I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trade these ashes in for beauty&lt;br /&gt;And wear forgiveness like a crown&lt;br /&gt;Coming to kiss the feet of mercy&lt;br /&gt;I lay every burden down at the foot of the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the foot of the cross&lt;br /&gt;Where I am made complete&lt;br /&gt;You have given me life&lt;br /&gt;Through the death You bore for me&lt;br /&gt;And You've won my heart&lt;br /&gt;And You've won my heart now I can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-1601393057224413528?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/1601393057224413528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=1601393057224413528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/1601393057224413528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/1601393057224413528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/at-foot-of-cross-where-grace-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-6454522450193181559</id><published>2007-05-13T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:28:55.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On</title><content type='html'>The trees grow,&lt;br /&gt;the clouds move,&lt;br /&gt;life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun shines,&lt;br /&gt;the earth rotates,&lt;br /&gt;life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children grow up,&lt;br /&gt;cities modernize,&lt;br /&gt;life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth sailing or choppy seas,&lt;br /&gt;bright or rainy days,&lt;br /&gt;still life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-6454522450193181559?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6454522450193181559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=6454522450193181559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/6454522450193181559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/6454522450193181559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-goes-on.html' title='Life Goes On'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-6207587192121680751</id><published>2007-05-12T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T21:07:28.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Daddy. With love, your kid.</title><content type='html'>Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;where are You when i need You most?&lt;br /&gt;my head tells me You're right beside me,&lt;br /&gt;but my heart tells me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a roller coaster ride all gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;it'll stop for no one.&lt;br /&gt;not even Your kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i need now is hope and purpose?&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the rainbow, but what comes after?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so weary of life.&lt;br /&gt;Please give me a fire from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;a fire to rekindle the fire in my heart, Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if You don't,&lt;br /&gt;teach me to be content with walking, and waiting.&lt;br /&gt;To be patient. To hope. and to have faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-6207587192121680751?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/6207587192121680751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=6207587192121680751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/6207587192121680751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/6207587192121680751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-daddy-with-love-your-kid.html' title='To Daddy. With love, your kid.'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-4232243215391343687</id><published>2007-04-18T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:52:04.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank God, i've just finished my X-Country today. came in 4th. what i was aiming for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what am i lacking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;can dreams become reality for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;longing for something more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know i'm capable of more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;if anything is stopping me, i know its myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;someday i'll fly, just you wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but for now, patience is the key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-4232243215391343687?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4232243215391343687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=4232243215391343687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/4232243215391343687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/4232243215391343687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-god-ive-just-finished-my-x.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-2717792807196492330</id><published>2007-04-12T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:53:28.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna be free. I wanna burn with fire.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run, with passion. with meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-2717792807196492330?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/2717792807196492330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=2717792807196492330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/2717792807196492330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/2717792807196492330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-wanna-be-free.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-7159167946162684665</id><published>2007-04-06T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T15:49:47.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sitting down watchin the world go past,&lt;br /&gt;Recalling the goodness You've shown from dawn till dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning from yesterday, my life the same it will no more be,&lt;br /&gt;because I have finally been set free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mesage, a phone call,&lt;br /&gt;an SOS to Heaven -&lt;br /&gt;then allswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerging from the shadows into the light,&lt;br /&gt;I will fight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-7159167946162684665?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7159167946162684665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=7159167946162684665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7159167946162684665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7159167946162684665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/sitting-down-watchin-world-go-past.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-4133007344687938312</id><published>2007-04-03T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T20:36:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for all your posts. :)&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i'm having cluster activity now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. will say more when i have the time. (if i can ever find it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everythings but a blank&lt;br /&gt;cos i didn't go to the Holy Place&lt;br /&gt;to seek Your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find myself weak&lt;br /&gt;with no strength or courage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-4133007344687938312?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/4133007344687938312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=4133007344687938312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/4133007344687938312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/4133007344687938312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-7985372875879433177</id><published>2007-03-07T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:08:57.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be packin now. lol. haha. got to reach the airport at 445 tmr morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying at 635. will be leaving for Jordan for the Asian X-Country. Thank GOD. =D hmm. will be gone frm 8-12 MArch. be back for two days then off to Perth for WALAA frm 15-20 march. all the best to me comepleting my hw. ='( got chem n bio test after i'm back. LORD help. may the races i run be run for You. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is Near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-7985372875879433177?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/7985372875879433177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=7985372875879433177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7985372875879433177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/7985372875879433177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-117111379147315193</id><published>2007-02-10T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:23:11.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had a great week. Thank GOD for sustaining. He's brought me closer to Himself. and developing in me a love for His Word. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-117111379147315193?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/117111379147315193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=117111379147315193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/117111379147315193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/117111379147315193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-had-great-week.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-117057916207099760</id><published>2007-02-04T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:11:47.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dear GOd,&lt;br /&gt;you've brought me so low, that only you can bring me up.&lt;br /&gt;though i may never understand, i'll trust with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;GOD will make a way, when there seems to be no way. He works in ways, we cannot see, He will make a way for me. He will be my guide, hold me closely to His side.  with love n strength for each new day, He will make a way. He will make a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself being left behind, but it would'nt be for long.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get back up on my feet. Watch me.&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll fly (with the help of God.). I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep my eyes on you. Draw me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;back to Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  help me to fall in love with You all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, i know You'll never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank You for so many encouraging people around me. draw me close to You. never let me go. I lay it all, down again. to hear You say that i'm Your friend. You are my desire, no one else will do. cos nothin else could take Your place, to feel the warmth of Your embrace. Help me find the way, bring me back to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Right&lt;br /&gt;Stop living in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;and start living your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop living in yesterday's victories&lt;br /&gt;and start living for tomorrow's success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop living in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yesterday's failures,&lt;br /&gt;and start living for tomorrow's success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop living by feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and start living by faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Stop living in your own strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and start living by His strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop living for self&lt;br /&gt;and start living for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;210107.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/12399659-117057916207099760?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/117057916207099760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=117057916207099760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/117057916207099760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/117057916207099760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/dear-god-youve-brought-me-so-low-that.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-117050902698733341</id><published>2007-02-03T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:25:08.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't know if this is a good time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i just hope everything will be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in my heart, i'm wishing for you to come and talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but how would you know i need to talk to you if i don't tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i feel i've been a burden to you. to him to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;man, i've just been so moody this past few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;somehow, i feel so alone. so adrift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;where are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm just so confused. so frightenend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what kind of beast am i turning to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i just don't know who and what to trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i can't believe this is happening to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so full of self, pride and sin, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the devil's got me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;why must it always turn out this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what's wrong with me? why can't i change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;is this just part of growing up or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wish i could just dissapear from the face of this Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;take it as i never existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what is life all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can i live my life again? anew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;talk to me, somebody. talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wake me up. give a slap on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&gt;when darkness turns to light, it ends tonite&lt; i hope...&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/12399659-117050902698733341?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/117050902698733341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=117050902698733341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/117050902698733341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/117050902698733341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-know-if-this-is-good-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116765771659150386</id><published>2007-01-01T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T21:21:56.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been long since i last saw you.&lt;br /&gt;the sight of you just made my heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;you mean lots to me.&lt;br /&gt;you gave me hope.&lt;br /&gt;dearest RAINBOW,&lt;br /&gt;my Father's promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a Rainbow today! :)&lt;br /&gt;on the 1st of Jan.&lt;br /&gt;it was really nice and big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116765771659150386?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116765771659150386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116765771659150386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116765771659150386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116765771659150386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-long-since-i-last-saw-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116737209967069272</id><published>2006-12-29T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T14:01:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay jia hao, here's my update.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I Hope&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain flowing down the window,&lt;br /&gt;tears flowing down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;Cars going haywire,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts running wild.&lt;br /&gt;A flood is coming.&lt;br /&gt;There will be a rainbow, after the rain.&lt;br /&gt;...I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;281206 11.10pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this verse which was a huge encouragement to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You, Because he trusts in You." -Isaiah 26:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camerons was good. and im back. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116737209967069272?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116737209967069272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116737209967069272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116737209967069272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116737209967069272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay-jia-hao-heres-my-update.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116364164955751310</id><published>2006-11-16T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:58:09.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Found this story posted on the teenz blog by Melvin.. it touched my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise. Ah! ... the beauty of God's creation is beyond description. As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work. As I sat there, I felt the Lord's presence with me. He asked me, "Do you love me?" I answered, "Of course, God! You are my Lord and Saviour!"Then He asked, "If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?"I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn't be able to do and thought about the things that I take for granted. I answered, "It would be tough Lord, but I would still love You."Then the Lord said, "If you were blind, would you still love my creation?"How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved God and His creation. So I answered, "It's hard to think of it, but I would still love you."The Lord then asked me, "If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?"How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood. Listening to God's Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts. I answered, "It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word."The Lord then asked, "If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?"How could I praise without a voice? Then it occurred to me, God wants us to sing from our very hearts and souls. It never matters what we sound like. And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks. So I answered, "Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name."And the Lord asked, "Do you really love Me?"With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly, "Yes Lord! I love You because You are the one and true God!"I thought I had answered well, but God asked, "Then why do you sin?"I answered, "Because I am only human. I am not perfect.""Then why in times of peace do you stray the furthest? Why only in times of trouble do you pray the earnest?"I had no answers ... only tears.The Lord continued. "Why only sing at fellowships and retreats? Why seek Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?" The tears continued to roll down my cheeks. "Why are you ashamed of Me? Why are you not spreading the good news? Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?""You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away. I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away. I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge. I have spoken to you but your ears were closed. I have shown My blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away. I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all. Do you truly love me?I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this? When my heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said, "Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child."The Lord answered, "That is My Grace, My child."I asked, "Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?"The Lord answered, " Because you are My creation. You are my child. I will never abandon you. When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you. When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you. When you are down, I will encourage you. When you fall, I will raise you up. When you are tired, I will carry you. I will be with you until the end of days, and I will love you forever."Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How could I have hurt God as I had done? I asked God, "How much do You love me?"The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands. I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Savior. And for the first time, I truly prayed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;okay..hmm. now this period in school is like, slack.. been watching movies in alot of my classes. yesterday the whole school went out to Sentosa for 5 hours.. haha. it was so FUN! hanged ard with Mei Xian, Noreen, Piriyah and the silaters.. haha. we went to the Southern most part of Asian Contient island at the Palawan Beach.. after that, Mei Xian, Noreen, Piriyah and I went to the Aqua park? the place with all the white and green slides. so fun. we played there like siao, and i slided across the moonwalk..ok, we ate dinner at Kou Fu..i had duck rice, it was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"When GOD is silent.." I've decided to trust and surrender.&lt;br /&gt;Not to question why or what. For I know His will is best.&lt;br /&gt;To learn to rest and wait. LORD, help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Psalm 51...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Abba, Father, i cry to You. Keep me close to Your side..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116364164955751310?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116364164955751310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116364164955751310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116364164955751310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116364164955751310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/11/found-this-story-posted-on-teenz-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116332697896740013</id><published>2006-11-12T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:22:58.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there! i'm back.. =) after a long break of not using the com.. haha. hmms..where should i start.. okay, this will be a post with alot of random stuff. I'm happy, cos i signed up for camp today. haha. =) then, ran a race this morning. 2nd Link. so cool, i went to M'sia today w/o a passport. lol. thank GOD for sustaining. wake up man, MEL! what u doing? argh.. was only told i was running on Wed.. then its like for this race, i didn't really feel nervous or anything.. i need to work on my road races. came back 2nd in the GIRS(u-18) catogary..hehe.. All praise and honour be to GOD! okay, so yup.. then coach came in 1st in Mens catogary..all the press were interviewing him.. now to tests this module.. hmm got like 12/15 for science quiz.. =( but thank GOD for full marks for maths test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i've changed. LORD, help me to be in Your will. help me to get my priorties right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, i don't wanna live by feelings. i wanna live by FAITH. and though in this period i may not see or feel You, help me know You are right here, beside me. Father, draw me close to You. Never let me go. i lay it all down again, to hear You say that i'm Your friend. You are my desire. No one else will do cos nothing else can take Your place, to feel the warth of Your embrace. FAther...i need you. i'm in desperate need of You. Please, do a mighty work in my life. Would you revive me?  Break me, that i may be of use to You.  Lead me, guide me, direct me. I love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now for some reply to posts:&lt;br /&gt;Bernice: thanks.. haha. have a great week ahead! =)&lt;br /&gt;Seto:thanks..&lt;br /&gt;Jessie: thanks sis.. =0)&lt;br /&gt;Marcus: thanks bro.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116332697896740013?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116332697896740013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116332697896740013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116332697896740013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116332697896740013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-there-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116218049249999126</id><published>2006-10-30T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:54:52.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yaya! so happy... like the weekend is over..i'm kinda relief.. =) but not feeling like how i expected.. haha. this morning was late for school.  left uncle David's house late.. =p hmms. yesterday ran the Great Estern Womens 10 k.. came in 9th overall. 3rd in the u-19. thank GOD for seeing me through..got a glass plate? and adidas voucher. hmms.. after that chiong to chuch.. and was very tired haha.. then had lunch. Joanna came along with me. went home for while to.. er.. gtg. cher calling... tata.. takkaire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116218049249999126?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116218049249999126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116218049249999126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116218049249999126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116218049249999126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/yaya-so-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116191846287296229</id><published>2006-10-27T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T11:07:42.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yays. my New Zealand guest is here! her name Joanna. =) i'm in school. having Science but Mr Kowk is slacking, so is the whole class. lol. hmms.. race this weekend. GOD, your strength. =D its goanna be busy and packed for me this weekend.. okay. shhh... Mr Kowk just taught us how to use msn in school. haha. cool man! and i'm on msn.lol. when its supposed to be blocked. =D ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116191846287296229?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116191846287296229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116191846287296229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116191846287296229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116191846287296229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/yays.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116152588097581949</id><published>2006-10-22T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:04:41.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey.. been awhile since i posted. havent used the com for..lets say..tue-Sun.. abt 5 days? haha... been quite busy and just going from one thing to another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed.&lt;br /&gt;trained in the morning. went out with Anthea and ...eh hem.. to Vivo City.. haha. nothing much there la.. hiaz. Singapore so kan chiong, it opens offically on the 1st of Dec, why open to public so fast? then some stalls not open yet. the best part i like abt Vivo is the PLAYGROUND!! haha..lol. then chiong to church for Christmas Choir Practice.. had a packed day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;did intervals for training. Praise the LORD! He was there to sustain me through, and after many interval trngs, i'm finally able to smile after todays trng. thanks James for praying too. =) God is Good. He heard my crys..we did like 1km x 8.. yup. managed to hit target.. yays. so happy. after that went out with my dad. then home to sleep b4 i went for street E. was like late. woops. erm..i was paired with a guy from bfc.. shant comment.. God just taught me stuff. He's still teaching me and training me to be not so picky abt my partners. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to do self trng. haiz, i no disclipine.. haha.. posponed the trng to SAt..hmm..oh, i went to a christian bookstore with my mum. then chiong to National Colours at Ngee Ann.. really Thank GOD for this award..didn't really plan to get it or anything. it is really GOD's blessing..then rused down to church for our first Uth mininsty prayer! yay.. we got a name, now we need a acryonim? or synoim? haha.. i'm not sure which..its the U , t , h all stand for something.. tiring day with all the runnig ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat.&lt;br /&gt;my grandma went with me to MacRitchie. i trained there while she jagar bag. =) hee hee.. thank  You po po. then went home and read a very interesting book my mum bought for the Lib. =) so proud, it was 300plus pages thick and i finished it in two days! yays, claps hands.. went to church for choir prac..so fun..then went to uncles house for dinner and that was like close to 10 plus liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;went to church, rushed home to train. rushed to coaches house to celebrate Deepavili. had a BBQ, pity i couldn't stay. rused to Victoria concert hall to meet Anne and Hui Shi for a concert.. then went home and went out to eat dinner with my mum.. oh ya, forgot to add, my dad left this morning for the Phil for 2 weeks.. continue to keep him in prayer as he teaches there.. thanks. =) what a "rushing" day.. haha.. just hope i'm in the centre of GOD's will. LORD, you are all i need. i want to love to more. i want to know you more. please grant me a heart relationship with You. Since life is all about You.. =) i love You cos You first loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg sleep soon cos having trng tmr morning.. only need to be back in sch on tue nite. oh ya, this coming weekend, my New Zealand host is coming over.. i will be staying in my uncles house cos both parents will be overseas.. then, also having the Great Estern 10km run this Sun.. =)) GOD, help me.. dun know when will be my next post, but till then, whishing all you readers a blessed week ahead! GOD bless, and may He be so real to you this week. Keep praying. Ye have not, because ye ask not. &lt;strong&gt;Ask and it shall be given, seek and ye shall find, knock and the door shall be opened unto you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving a verse which i hold close to my heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye search for me &lt;strong&gt;with all your heart&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful promise, claim it this week! =) takkaire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116152588097581949?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116152588097581949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116152588097581949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116152588097581949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116152588097581949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116108191734076294</id><published>2006-10-17T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:45:17.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i found it had to love..found myself rebelling so much on the inside.. all started when i came back from trng.. but first, i wanna say a huge thank you to Yvonne for waiting for me just now during the run. sorry if i slowed you down. don't know what's up with me, can you wake up, MEL! giving up is not an option. i can't commit to what i say i will do at trng. oh, Lord help. the Spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. forgive me LORD, help me to love. all started when i came back from trng. got irrated with them. it's my life, it's between me and God. who are you to tell me what to do? anyway, how often do i get to do it? arghh.. then went to cut hair and i also got so angry and irrated with the hair dresser. first you get so obsessed with that stupid instrument then you use it on my hair like a thousand times.. my hair get shorter and shorter then you nicely over there using your beloved instrument. thankfully it was more of this shaver thing then a scissors if not by now i bo tak already. then really Thank GOD that my hair can still tie lor.. so short amazing can tie. i look wierd now. lols.. deciding whether to go for BS tonite.. got hw haven't done yet and i'm not sure if i can find another time to do it.. argh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, please help me. i need You. Your love. Your strength. Your grace. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116108191734076294?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116108191734076294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116108191734076294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116108191734076294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116108191734076294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-i-found-it-had-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116099903161814211</id><published>2006-10-16T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:45:42.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a "high" now. lol. had a great time of prayer with GOD just now. just so nice. thank GOD for helping me to pray. yaya. so happy its the hols now and i can relax..i have trng every morning..then i think most of my nights are also taken up. :) anyway..yay..BAtam trip is coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BATAM MEDICAL MISSION (M2)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next Batam Medical Mission is scheduled to be on 11 Nov 06, with a recce and drug stock take 1 week before on 4 Nov 06. (Both are Saturdays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do pray with us – This time we hope to go to both Kabil near where Bro Dennis works and where the church Bro Kamal ministers in is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls keep those dates free. If you are interested in the recce trip or in the actual Batam trip itself – pls drop Terence and email at terence.soo@gmail.com . Pls let us know by 1 Nov 06 if you can come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need about 25-30 people in all (helpers with children, games, dispensing, registering, clinics and just to befriend the people there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,Shawn V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup..that's also on the teenz blog.. =)&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinking about the Batam trip today, wondering when would the next one be.. hmm..really miss the children there.. =D Batam rocks! wish to go again, GOD willing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116099903161814211?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116099903161814211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116099903161814211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116099903161814211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116099903161814211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-high-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116092143639965851</id><published>2006-10-15T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:10:36.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hey! realised that i act haven't post for quite a long time. just back from the Look of a Leader Camp. Thank GOD i could even make it. it was like a miracle. =DD a few weeks ago, i remember praying "GOD, please be so real to me" and HE was! GOD is good. So came the time for leadership camp and even last Sun people were asking me, are you going? the friday b4 i sent out some sms to some of the adult leaders asking them to pray for me as i ask my coach for excuse from trng. on mon, got back to sch and heard that Sat morning's trng would be an important one, so i thought, that's it. i can't go for the camp liao. but that night Ian called me and told me about the "make up camp". so it just shows how little faith i have. then came tue, i realised that we wouldn't be doing the impt trng on Sat but on thurs afternoon. so my heart was lifted abit, yet fearful as to will my coach allow? how to ask him? thank GOD he gave me the courage, wisdom and strength to ask my coach on Wed afternoon and he told me he'll tell me the answer the next afternoon. all the while i was praying, GOD please work in my coach's heart. let him allow me to go for camp. and true enough, GOD will make a way, when there seems to be no way. He works in ways we cannot see, He really made a way for me. =) my coach said i could go! and didn't have to even do self trng or anything. coach said since it'll make you happy, go. enjoy yourself. =D GOD is good, ALL the time! and ALL the time, GOD is good. thank God for all the prayers of pple ard me too. thanks to all who prayed. so down to the real stuff, the camp:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Day 1 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;met in church. took a cab down to the campsite with Christine, Bernice and Marcus. woops, just realised haven't split the cab fare yet..had 1st lesson on Concern and split into groups for discussion. in my room, my roommates were Christine, Bernice, Jessie and Daphne! all very fun and loving pple. haha. =) slept. then in the middle of the night, we played the pulling blanket game. cos i was at one end so ended up with no blanket and was freezing. i decided to mummify myself in the sleeping bag and i was warm and cozy able to sleep again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Day 2 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;woke up and had devotions outside. found a nice and quiet spot. then Anne found me. =)  haha. she said it was a nice spot. the day went on, had a lesson on Commitment. discussion on some concerns. lunch, then another lesson on Courage. went on to play some games. must admit, i was quit irriated and angry. wasn't supposed to be. even my group members were all having a fun time and ya..there i was thinking other stuff. it's really the mindset. sorry. all the games were very revealing. went for dinner. then another lesson on Consisteny. but before that we had like discussion time and just bringing up points learnt from the game. must say i was afraid to speak up. had stuff to say, but since its over ya... was fighting sleep when learning the fourth lesson and sorry Shiekinah and Maja if i distracted u all. was like eating stuff and constanly changing seat position. felt i needed to talk that night. i knew only GOD would underdstand. but my sturbbon self wanted to talk to man, someone i could see. Ian left early. i talked to James. b4 i did i was like in a crazy mood. sorry i broke my word, said i would repent. sometimes its just so tempting to think "wai" ya.. haha. right, Bernice, u know what i mean. talked to James abt running and like how i felt i didn't know why i was in this camp.. thanks James. and after we finished, i went alone, to talk to GOD. told God how i desired to meet Him. to be able to get out of the mess i'm in. Asked GOD to be real to me. and its like i knw there's one day left and the pevious 1 and a half days nothing much happened.. went to sleep waiting on GOd, to do something in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAy 3(Sunday, TODAY!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7. was supposed to wake up at 630 with Bernice to put toothpaste on Jessie, but hai, plan failed cos i didn't wake up. showered, took my stuff and went out for quiet time. to my suprise, someone was already at the spot, it was Anne. =) i shared the space with her. and we each did our own quiet time. then suddenly she ask me what are the words of don't forget and then i say, let's sing. so we sang, tears rolled down my cheeks, i think hers too. the song, when we thought of the words were so true. "How the time has gone by, and the memories have died. I've forgotten the joy when in Him i abide." and we went on to sing My God is Near. i thought about the first few times Anne, Ian and me sang it.. in the santuary, usually b4 the wed bs. Anne would play it on the piano, i would sing softly and Ian would just sing along at parts he knew the lyrics.. then suddenly Anne said, Let's pray. i wasn't quite prepared but, ok. so she suggested i start first, which i did. i prayed, and the Holy Spirit really led. it was just, i was broken if you may say.. i just told God everything on my heart. nothing to hide from Him cos He is GOD and He knows. and when i did that, i just felt GOD's presence so real. I knew He was there cos its a promise in Matthew. i could have gone on forever and wanted to. but ya, Anne prayed afer me. and we two were just broken. Anne closed in prayer, we finished with singing a Passion for Thee. then i hugged her, we knew what had just happened was from GOD and something only GOD can do. we went in, back to the bungalo, with swollen eyes but happy hearts, glowing faces. WE HAD JUST MET WITH GOD, ALMIGHTY! =D and to think of it, who am I, that GOD should show Himself to me? am i worthy? just Thank GOD. my heart overflows with praise to the LORD. and ya, after that ate breakfast. worship. worship was GREAT. lesson on Character. discussion on Samson. lunch. wrap up lesson. testimonies and thanks giving. =) home sweet home though i didn't really want to leave. its like there i'm not even concious of the day or date. going back is like going back to reality but its still something i must do. thanks Maverivck for the ride to Jurong East. Thanks Shawn for kindly giving up your seat on thecar for me. =) appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;overall, i would say the camp was GREAT, AWESOME, FANTASTIC - cos i met with my GOD. through it all, i see that HE's REAL and HE answers prayers! Jeremish 29:13. When you seek for Him with all your heat, you'll find Him. Amen to that! Thank God too for the oranising committe, Ian, James, Melvin, Sister Annie (plus Edmund) . Seto and Sister Abigal too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;May we go back, with the song Keep Your Heart in our hearts. may this Passion go on and on and not just a one time thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank YOU, dear God for everything thats happening. Please send a revival. may the truths learnt be kept in our hearts. =) GOD, i love You. Continue to be so real to me. Thank You Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116092143639965851?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116092143639965851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116092143639965851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116092143639965851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116092143639965851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-realised-that-i-act-havent-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-116010372965802946</id><published>2006-10-06T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T11:02:09.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel like blogging but supposed to be doing science project now. it's goanna be a busy weekend. man. i need to get up, and fight on. training has been tough and i don't wanna keep giving up. LORD, help. give me the strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-116010372965802946?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/116010372965802946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=116010372965802946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116010372965802946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/116010372965802946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/feel-like-blogging-but-supposed-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115976367027791092</id><published>2006-10-02T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T12:34:30.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO MELODYYYYYY! GOD LOV3S YOU! SO DO I! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was Anthea. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now in Maths class and Miss Kelly is not here yet so i can blog. yays..erm.. things are looking better now. got my perspective right.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning trained at Pandan, met up with coach. had a discussion after that rushed down to church. Attented the Chinese service and i totally enjoyed myself. :D loved the Chinese songs they were singing. Ian preached a powerful message thank God. It was about Knowing God. :) my and James were like writing our notes in ENGLISH? lol. haha. and when i did understand, i would just peek over at James very legible handwriting. =)) in the afternoon had a chat with my parents about running, God and my future and everything. Thank God for such Godly paretns with great advice. For now, i'll do my best in everything for the glory of GOD. and to give less then my best is to have failed Him. =) oh.. ms Kelly's here liao. gtg. ciaoz. takkarie all. have a great week with our LORD. read the Bible, pray and keep looking up! yupz.. =) smile, it's goanna be a GREAT week ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You, LORD.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115976367027791092?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115976367027791092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115976367027791092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115976367027791092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115976367027791092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-melodyyyyyy-god-lov3s-you-so-do.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115961717973693387</id><published>2006-09-30T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:52:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grazed my knee during trng at MacRitchie on Thurs. now its hurtin like crazy. can't walk and sleep properly. but God did teach me a lesson through that fall and that is never to take for granted the saftey He had always granted me. Thank God for keeping me safe in HIS arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having quite a bit of a hard time now with running, training and all. can't perform like how i would wish too. everything's kinda a blur. need to get my direction and focus right first. was reading an article about Maria Jones, the famous US sprinter. the heading of the article read "Stay and fight, Jones, don't ever run away." so i am telling myself now, stay and FIGHT, Mel, don't ever run away. i wanna rise up stronger through this. God help. i don't wanna do things in my own strength. Please come and live out through me..can't really post all i wanna say but just the gist.got to run to catch up with the workload. ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the going gets tough, sail on, when the sea gets rough, sail on, when you're tempted to quit, sail on. Trust in GOD. fight on, girl. I can only give you the ladder, but you have to do the climbing. i wanna climb! GOD give me the strength to climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i need is You, LORD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115961717973693387?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115961717973693387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115961717973693387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115961717973693387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115961717973693387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/grazed-my-knee-during-trng-at.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115916519679011540</id><published>2006-09-25T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:19:56.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yay. in the com lab now. supposed to be doing geog hw. woops. anywae, my day has been alright so far. morning didn't train. =( dunno leh. legs still so heavy. dun wanna lag behind, but sometimes just have to rest. oh ya, today is Divya's Birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIVYA! =) you've been a great friend. =D dun think i'll be training in the afternoon too. ='( or =)? i dunno... i failed my spelling test today.. =( got 9 out of 20. sorry, fishballs dun know how to spell. today had 2 periods of English and 3 of MAths. yay. Maths rox! Ms Kelly rox too! She's so understanding and patient. thats what makes a good Maths teacher. they neeed lots of patience to teach and teach us.. gotta go and start on geog now! bye pple. dun know where in the Bible should i start reading... shall leave a verse Malcom gave me just now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Casting ALL your cares upon Him for He careth for You." 1 Peter 5:7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amen! thank GOD for such a verse! He cares for you. no matter how stress up you are today, you can also go to GOD and cast your burdens on Him. Thank You LORD. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115916519679011540?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115916519679011540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115916519679011540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115916519679011540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115916519679011540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115909265148320383</id><published>2006-09-24T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T18:20:54.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh ya, thanks for being there for me last nite! Thanks bro, for being there when i was down. Thanks for all the encouragement and preching! haha..touched by the word doc you did on the life of Melody.haha. =D thank GOD for you. not only to you but to all who has been there when i was down, when i needed someone to talk to. thanks. countless names: Ian.James.Jessie.Aunty Annie.Daph and many more! =D thank GOD for what a blessing you've been to my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115909265148320383?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115909265148320383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115909265148320383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115909265148320383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115909265148320383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-ya-thanks-for-being-there-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115908542334663863</id><published>2006-09-24T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T16:16:35.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;this morning i woke up at 630? yup. went to train at Pandan. =( legs still just as heavy and tired. sad. sacred can't train properly in the coming week..ah..then reached home bathe and had to rush of for worship practice. was late..woops. reached there and Ian was praying.. and it was like. i knew i wasn't right. i had to get right with GOD. so i prayed. and ya. sang. then Pastor Mike's message was so timely. haha..needed it so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recapuring your Spiritual Passion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text: Titus 2:11-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Appreciate the Liberating Salvation of God (v11)&lt;br /&gt;a. We have been redeemed from the curse of sin.&lt;br /&gt;b. We have been released from the control of sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Appropiate the Enabling Spirit of God.&lt;br /&gt;a. To leave the old life.&lt;br /&gt;b. To live the new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anticipate the Returning Son of God.&lt;br /&gt;a. The return of the Lord can happen immediately.&lt;br /&gt;b. The return of the Lord can happen instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That was the gist of the message, all Pastor Mike's points. Powerful message. Thank God for so many responses to salvation. many hands raised today =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you lost that FIRE? that zeal that you once had for the Lord? come back to GOD today! He is wating for you. Cast Your dependace on the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dear God, would You give me a fresh appreciation of Your Liberating Salvation? i've lost it. frankly, i just dosen't hit me anymore. i've heard the same story so many times. but LORD, just this once, please impress it on my heart again. help me not to take Your sacrifice on the cross for granted. Thank You that sin is no longer my master. i am now free from the power of sin. Father, I want to right now surrender my life to you. LORD, rekindle the fire. Help me leave the old life and start to life the new life. Lord, help me. by faith, i depend and trust. Help me to be ready for Your return. Lord, arise. arise up in me.&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/12399659-115908542334663863?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115908542334663863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115908542334663863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115908542334663863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115908542334663863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-morning-i-woke-up-at-630-yup.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115900706675407966</id><published>2006-09-23T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T18:24:26.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night didn't go teenz worship cos was at the coach recgonition awards 06' at the dunno what waterfront hotel near Great World. haha. it was grreat! so grand. had a 8 course dinner. yum yum. wennt with Khai Leng, Yvonne and Guo Pei. haha. then very funny..cos the guest of honour if i not wrong, looked like some one in track from another school. then we laughed. we had sportsmag in our goodie bags yaya..sportsmag had so many articles abt sports school pple..then i go and kop an extra one..coach sent me back and ya, bathed, went to sleep. oh ya, yest also was north zone colours and like hundred plus pple from ss all wearing bright red blazers..the hall was like all red..haha. then all the girls were "plaster. plaster." cos all wearing the black court shoes all kenna blister. last night while sitting at the dinner table legs felt really heavy. this morning went for training. wah, i almost died. legs were killing me, so heavy plus all the lactic. dunno whats up with me, didn't keep up with Yvo and Kl after the second set onwards..then cos after trng all plan go raffles city the NB shop to shop. then i couldn't go. but i was very touched by alll the care and concern of the runners. haha. they all ask me why cannot go even suggested waiting till after my worship practice..wow. just felt so good. cos i know pple care. =) issn't it great to know that pple care for you? lol..went to worship practice tired and feeling not so very ready to worship. ate with the rest of the worship team at Adams. went backand rested for half n hour in the sentury. so siok. ahaha..at 2 had christmas choir practice...then ya ended at ard 430. came home. i read newspapers to keep myself updated and here i am at the com. being chased to bathe *eeee. smelly* haha. okay, shall go bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i haven't said anything to you or told you anything doesn't mean i'm alright. i'm just shutting up, keeping it in cos i don't wanna bother you anymore. you have many other better things to do. i'm hanging by the thread, wondering when will i let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;argh..why is my mental so weak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bring me back to that first love? will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115900706675407966?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115900706675407966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115900706675407966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115900706675407966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115900706675407966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-night-didnt-go-teenz-worship-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115875937432897847</id><published>2006-09-20T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:42:22.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yaya. finally can blog. =) hmms..in com lab now.anywae, the previous week passed by really fast. now it's already the middle of a new week..training's been alright. today had x-training. did areobics. it was kick boxing. very fun! quite happy cos goanna finish the movie. yays! had fun with all my team matss.laggaing behind in my timetable. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want God, in my life. what must i do to really be where i want to be in my relationship with Him? dunno. it's just like haiz..that's the problem with being a second generation christian. or maybe that's just excuses that i'm giving myself? GOD, i'm in desperate need of You. I just can't go on without You. You are life. You'rea ll I need. You'rea the LoRD of everything. all i need, this is why i humbly sing. Your strength is sustaining and Your grace has made me free, YOU'RE my hearts lone desire, Your're all i need. the Bible is just so familar, it just dosen't regeister as the Holy Word of GOD. GOD, wake me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe what coach said was right. i like the colour green and from the colour one can tell your character. green means go ahead. means i'll be like, this ar? okay lor. that ar? okay lor. everyhting also go. somehow i feel inferior. inferior to everyone else though i dun wanna be and feel this way. i guess every teen longs for reconigition and ya..anyway..LORD help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115875937432897847?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115875937432897847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115875937432897847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115875937432897847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115875937432897847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/yaya.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115788136295163638</id><published>2006-09-10T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T17:42:42.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling so argh! now.. shall talk about it later. today had a great time worshipping on the choir. thank God for a good time of prayer. there're some questions i have about the passage, John 4. Jesus said that whosoever drinks of the living water shall never thrist. Then, why then, do christians thirst? why do we still feel so day at times? is a different thirsting the LORD is talking about? why does the beautitudes talk about, blessed are those who thirst and hunger after righteousness for they shall be filled. hmms..yup. after chuch came back home, took a really short nap then went to Chua Chu Kang crematetorial to visit my grandfather and gradaunt. after that went to Creative to fix my mp3.. ! they nicely deleted the recording i took of Marcus sermon last friday..argh!! that's why i'm feeling so irritated and..ya. plus, =) my hw! yay. claps hands. got to go eat my duck noodles now, after that will start on work liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thinking back, i do miss those times i had with individual teens. the times i had with Anne, Ian, Ter, Bev, Amanda, even baking at Zen's house with Ner also. the Sunday afternoons we'll spend at Ian's home fellowshipping and playing Bible Outburst..and many more that i didn't meantion. =D well, insted of looking back, i should start to look forward! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;God, grant me the &lt;em&gt;serenity&lt;/em&gt; to accept the things i cannot change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;courage&lt;/em&gt; to change the things i can and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wisdom&lt;/em&gt; to know the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115788136295163638?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115788136295163638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115788136295163638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115788136295163638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115788136295163638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/feeling-so-argh-now.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115780614023249937</id><published>2006-09-09T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:52:25.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lonely walk down the street..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;heyas. today's Saturday! lol. like you didn't know that. hmms. yay, i'm happy cos last night managed to interview Alina for our architecture project. we're almost done. yays. anywae, back to today: had trng at Macritchie at 9am. :) did a long run. was kinda alright. just praying hard that He'll give me strength to train in the coming weeks. it's not going to be an easy road ahead. trngs goanna be tiring, schoolwork lots. yup. the thing that comforts me most is, you know what? the quote"GOD's will cannot lead me, where His grace will not keep me" issnt that so comforting to know that no matter what, God will see me through? :) thank You, LORD. went to J8 for branch with most of the runners. ate at KFC. haha. i'm such a slow eater? ... chiong back home and, nicely, my beloved brother was still asleep and it was 1pm. we would have to be in church by 2pm for worship practice. so he woke up at 1.30pm after i finished bathing. and we chionged in a cab there. oh ya, i've just joined the worship team. in Ian's team. thank God for this area of service. throughly enjoying myself, singing my heart out. went to Adams with some of them then thay left for Ian's house. i was still deciding. few things i realised about myself, i am very indecidesive and also very proud..yup.. anyway after deciding..i decided to stay in church for super seminar but before that i was going to shoot the PIG! haha. at coro, if you look up with your back to coro, u'll see a house with looks like a pig and its so cute. haha. wanna use it for my video project. then, a lonely walk down the street. i decided to walk around for awhile, just me and God. it has been a long time since i've been alone. it was nice. refreshing. just walking down the quiet street with occasionally, the sound of passing cars. i was in a side street to the left of crown center there. just walking, walking..so siok. didn't really talk much to God, but just having that silence from a life which is so busy was good. :D went back to church and sat through the lasts of the super seminar. after that went to Adams to eat dinner with my parents and i ate crab kuey tiao. haha. from the beri famous prawn noodle stall. okay, and now here am i typing at the keyboard. this is such a long post. ahaha. =) i'm so dead cos there are hw due next week which i haven't touched. lol. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;No matter how much i try, i'll never be you. the way you reach out. you are so faithful and steadfast. but i know, GOD made us all different and we are all unique with each of our good and bad points.. but still, i wanna be you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD, help me. forgive me. help me to be content with who You made me to be. help me to be just who You want me to be. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115780614023249937?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115780614023249937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115780614023249937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115780614023249937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115780614023249937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/lonely-walk-down-street.html' title='a lonely walk down the street..'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115769773175393695</id><published>2006-09-08T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:44:31.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So little time, so much to do</title><content type='html'>yay. finally a new skin. think i will be keepin to it for some time.. this hols passed by quite fast for me. so fast and it's friday! had training every morning. in the afternoons, mon:slacked, slept&lt;br /&gt;tue:went out with trackers to orchard. yay. we took neos and stuff. had a fun time at KFC waving to pple walking outside. at night went for bs. :) wed:supposed to go east coast in the afternoon to help coach with the primarysch kids but decided to stay home to catch up on the workload. at night went for christmas chior practice. thurs:went out to get my video project done.filmed buildings at bugis. -_-"' but it was good. we managed to complete alot of stuff.yay. Thank GOD. fri: which is today. got to leave the house soon to meet Anthea and Anne to go sks. after that go teenz worship. yay. then meeting Hin Ann tonite to film Alina abt architecture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised on thing about my Christian life. recently, i've been trying to find things to bring me closer to God. thinking that going to prayer meetings will help me find what i want, getting a new Bible and notebook will help? i don't know, so many things i've been trying to do so that i can meet God. then i realised that no, its not about doing stuff. it's about speding time alone with God. seeking His face (whatever that means) . even after realising, look at my cold and heardened heart, i still don't spend time with Him though i know i need to. I give myself excuses like i have no time. really? this whole week didn't do devotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae, i really gtg and pack to zhao liao. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115769773175393695?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115769773175393695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115769773175393695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115769773175393695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115769773175393695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-little-time-so-much-to-do.html' title='So little time, so much to do'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115607290968107983</id><published>2006-08-20T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T19:21:49.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>change. everyone's changin. including me. JESUS never changes.&lt;br /&gt;think i'm backsliding. haha. anywae, i wanna change my blog. soon. when i find the time. now bombared with lots of hw. aww..sorry can't reply the posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115607290968107983?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115607290968107983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115607290968107983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115607290968107983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115607290968107983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/08/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115304818131991376</id><published>2006-07-16T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T19:09:41.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>yay. so proud of myself. well done, Melody. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i finally finished all my three pieces of chinese hw which were due! including a zuo wen. lol.&lt;br /&gt;yay. Thank You, Lord. Yesterday i prayed that God would help me to finish all my chinese hw, and HE did! =D now left with geog and eng. aww..hw really bugs me. haha. hump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3000m tmr. Lord help. In my weakness is Your strength made perfect. really hope i will stick to race plan. i guess it's really how much i want it..i want it, yet i'm unwilling to bear the feeling when it comes. why? i dun want to give up again. giving up is never an option. melody, i'm not going to give up tomorrow. i will run all 7 and a half rounds according to race plan at race pace. Father, please help me. it's not by strength nor by my might, but its by your spirit. Holy spirit enable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God answers prayer! =) after my grand-aunt got saved, i prayed that the LORD will take her home quickly cos she was suffering in pain. then afew days later, the LORD took her home. that was last sun. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationals goanna be over real soon. =) i love racing, yet i wish nats would be over soon. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115304818131991376?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115304818131991376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115304818131991376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115304818131991376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115304818131991376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115236264188812445</id><published>2006-07-08T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T20:44:01.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>speechless.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to put to words.&lt;br /&gt;my races, my relationship with God, my homework to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't do too well for my 3000m race yesterday.made some stupid mistakes. learnt my lesson. anywae, there is no failure, only learning experiences. Yeah.  just u wait n see. i hope i'll do better in the finals. Lord help. i know that everything has a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many races coming up, Lord, help me all the more to depend on You. Refine my heart. I'm in desperate need of a revival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework oh homework i hate you, you stink! haha. comes from a poem i heard. 2 poems to memorise. thanks so much, AD. (ad's my eng teacher) animal farm assignments. ke nan review and chinese letter writing. -_-'' i'm loosing interest in chinese. find it hard to do chinese hw. maybe i'm just lazy? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord forgive, Lord renew, Lord revive me today.&lt;br /&gt;Lord i need You.&lt;br /&gt;Do a mighty work in my life, may i be a clean vessle fit for the Father's use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115236264188812445?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115236264188812445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115236264188812445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115236264188812445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115236264188812445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/07/speechless.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115202125012680758</id><published>2006-07-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:54:10.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>Lord as I seek Your guidance for the day&lt;br /&gt;I find my thoughts unyielding, confusion crowds my way&lt;br /&gt;But then when I bow to You&lt;br /&gt;The challenges You guide me through&lt;br /&gt;Your promises are ever new&lt;br /&gt;I claim them for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your will cannot lead me where your grace will not keep me&lt;br /&gt;Your hand will protect me, I rest in Your care&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes will watch over me, Your love will forgive me&lt;br /&gt;And when I am faltering&lt;br /&gt;I still will find You there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is dedicated to Yvonne. =D hope u'll find comfort in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115202125012680758?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115202125012680758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115202125012680758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115202125012680758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115202125012680758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/07/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115202029374504347</id><published>2006-07-04T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T15:19:13.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD is Good! :)</title><content type='html'>yay, GOD is good, ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, wanna share that GOD ANSWERS PRAYER! =D&lt;br /&gt;remember there was once i sent out an sms about my grand-aunt. She was hospitalised for a period of time, and there was even one time the doctors thought that was the end for her. well, with the prayer support of everyone, i thank GOD that she's still alive today! =) what's more, she got saved recently. Praise the Lord. She used to be very against being shared the gospel with, but thank God how he worked in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, wanna share that GOD IS GOOD. =)&lt;br /&gt;i realise that running and races actucally help me alot with my walk with God. especially today, dun wanna forget what God has done for me.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for strength, and He gave me strength to soar with wings as eagles!&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for wisdom, and He allowed me to carry out my race plan smoothly!&lt;br /&gt;I prayed to be able to focus, and He allowed me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;GOD just answers prayer.&lt;br /&gt;morning, i arrived a little late at the stadium,was very blur. Thank God for Yvonne, help me collect no. tag. haha. then also warm up with me and still ta han the many many questions i asked her. =) u rock man, Yvonne. then also thank God that during the 1500m race, didn't really feel tired. gold for GOD with a new PB! yay. afternoon had 800m. also want to thank God for a good coach who tells me my race plan and encourages me. so many pple to thank God for. Thank God for giving me such supportive parents who are always there at my races. =D thank God for Aunty Annie who came down to watch me run in the afternoon. thank God for all my prayer supporters and sms encouragers. haha. back to the afternoon race, it was really a micacle! It was all God's will. with the last 100m to go, i was side by side with the front girl. during the 100m, i was slightly behind. i actucally gave up in my mind saying, ai ya, give her the 1st place. i take 2nd. then, it must have been GOD. i had this urge to just sprint (as in, really sprint) the last part liao. that time, we were really close to the line. I dipped the last part, it was really not clear who was the winner. I thought i had to settle for second, but who would have thought the photo finish said i came in first! yay. ALL glory to GOD~! 2 Gold's at the WALA. =) It is really God who help me. Lord, keep me humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not by might, nor by power, but by My Spirit saith the LORD."&lt;br /&gt;"What time i am afraid, i will trust in Thee"&lt;br /&gt;"He is the LORD of lords. and when He speaks, winds and waves obey. When Jesus whispers peace be still, then darkness turns to day. &lt;em&gt;And as i'm trusting in my Saviour's Word, &lt;strong&gt;doubts and fears all cease&lt;/strong&gt;. And beneath the shelter of His wings, i'm at rest in perfect peace&lt;/em&gt;." - from the song "Perfect Peace"&lt;br /&gt;"I lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help? My help cometh from the LORD, which maketh the heavens and the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D verses and song lyrics which i thought about the whole day while preparing for my races. some of them are really comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be ALL honor and praise,&lt;br /&gt;Melody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115202029374504347?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115202029374504347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115202029374504347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115202029374504347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115202029374504347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/07/god-is-good.html' title='GOD is Good! :)'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115189878903577817</id><published>2006-07-03T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:54:09.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Races coming up! :)</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Just an update on my races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one is, WALLA (Singapore, Malaysia n Australia competitors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, 4th July&lt;br /&gt;10.15am - 1500m&lt;br /&gt;4.00pm - 800m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second competition is National Schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heats not as exciting as finals. =D&lt;br /&gt;but my heats are on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri, 7th July&lt;br /&gt;4.15pm - 3000m heats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue, 11 July&lt;br /&gt;8.30am - 1500m heats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed, 12 July&lt;br /&gt;4.15pm- 1500m finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, 17 July&lt;br /&gt;9.05 - 3000m finals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue for all this races will be Chua Chu Kang Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;*race timings may be deleayed.&lt;br /&gt;The stadium is open if u wanna come down n support. =D&lt;br /&gt;if not can also support by prayer. haha. :) thanks so much bros and siss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115189878903577817?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115189878903577817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115189878903577817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115189878903577817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115189878903577817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/07/races-coming-up.html' title='Races coming up! :)'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115098050017811515</id><published>2006-06-22T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T20:48:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>wanted to go for street E, but in the end, didn't.&lt;br /&gt;so dead cos haven't finished my hw.&lt;br /&gt;will be on course for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be able to go church on fri, sat or sun. aww..&lt;br /&gt;rushing for time, LORD help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, let me be a young woman after Your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S sry, if i can't really reply ur tags pple..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115098050017811515?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115098050017811515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115098050017811515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115098050017811515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115098050017811515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-115072084866843065</id><published>2006-06-19T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:40:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leadership Camp =)</title><content type='html'>Leadership camp was GREAT. thank God. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messages were soild. bonding was good. games were meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, God really does answer prayers. On sat, in the morning during qt, i prayed and asked GOD to speak to me today. I told HIM i wanted to hear His voice. I wanted to meet Him. okay, then the day carried on as usual. even at mac ite, i was thinking...i'll be gng back tonite already. only left afew hours, will GOD really answer my prayer and meet me today?&lt;br /&gt;During the evening message, God really worked in my heart. about commitment to GOD's will. i know i hadn't. There were areas in my life which i had refused to let God take control. during the descison making time, oh, it was such a struggle. I did not know wheather to commit..what if i commited and then couldn't live up to it? fear overwelmed me..i had many doubts. after some time, the battle was won. I told God, "LORD, i believe, help Thou mine unbelief." I  committed to the will of GOD that night. Amen, praise GOD.&lt;br /&gt;then there was a second decision..not really decision, but indication..i too was struggling, cos i was wondering, was it me that wanted to go into the ministry, or was it God who was burdening me. but to tell you the truth, maybe around the age of 9? i had a desire to become a missionary, To China? Phillipines? Indonesia? Cambodia? I don't know. that would be for God to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the message, i asked Kim ( a missonary to Asia) a question. then i went on to confirm with her all my doubts and stuff. Just thank God for a sweet and blessed time. =D praise You God for what you are doing and are going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;I had an 800m race. Thank GOD for strength to run. =0) GOD answered 2 prayers today too.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for a new PB(persornal best) timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;which is today..hmms. been catching up on my hw. planning to do a nice blogskin soon. also to label my christian library, and sort it out. please pray that i will have the courage to start giving out tracts and sharing about Jesus. pray too for my Bible reading, yup. thanks. =0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-115072084866843065?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/115072084866843065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=115072084866843065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115072084866843065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/115072084866843065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/06/leadership-camp.html' title='Leadership Camp =)'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-114735954195362385</id><published>2006-05-11T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:56:05.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>title--less</title><content type='html'>hmm. hey. i'm finally back. goanna update my blog to make it more "updated"..haha.hmm. no topic. shall just be very random here. haha.let's see..firstly, thanks everyone for tagging though i like don't post. aahaha..&lt;br /&gt;ok, next. i failed my chinese for Module 3. 47.3% wow. i'm like so proud of it instead of me being sad. i dunno why. maybe i've given up all hope for chinese. NO. melody, you cannot give up on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;ok. for today's training we did a 800m. yay. i did a PB of 2.31..erm. okay, i read kenneth's blog..then he was talking more about himself. maybe i should too. i dunno. these pass few weeks, been finding it really hard to open up to people around me. could it be i don't trust them? i don't want to open up? or i just don't think they understand? i dunno. when people ask you how are you. our typical answer will be "ok". ya. but are we really ok. or am i just thinking too much? ok. enough of these stuff. maybe come back later. erm. new zealand was great. fun yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-114735954195362385?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114735954195362385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>Who am I</title><content type='html'>Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way&lt;br /&gt;For my eevr wandering heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love&lt;br /&gt;and watch me rise again&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-114458578067110730?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114458578067110730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=114458578067110730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/114458578067110730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/114458578067110730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/04/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-114407375065928321</id><published>2006-04-03T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:16:40.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in school..yay..</title><content type='html'>hey pple..guess what? i'm in school now using my friends laptop. this is cool! ahahaha. anywae, things are much better now. God is good. had a great session of trng this afternoon. did my PB for 200m. yeah! Thank God. =D anywae, supposed to be asleep now. so, yup. bye. gd nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) i'm onto the book of Romans now! progressing. yeah! and my prayer life's getting better too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd nite. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-114407375065928321?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114407375065928321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=114407375065928321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/114407375065928321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/114407375065928321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-schoolyay.html' title='in school..yay..'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-114397018491692448</id><published>2006-04-02T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T17:34:14.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's gng on?</title><content type='html'>Wow. it's been like 3 months since i've posted. but i just need to let out how i'm feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was over with feelings. but i wasn't. i let my guard down. maybe i was just too complacent. anyway, what is this that i am experiencing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it feelings?&lt;br /&gt;am i back sliding?&lt;br /&gt;is it that i just dun belong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong? someone please tell me what's goin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--EMPTY-- in need of God and a mighty moving of God in my life.i know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when pple ask me how's school. what am i supposed to say? great, good?&lt;br /&gt;nah, i'm not the kind of person who likes to hide how i feel. i wanna share. i need a sholder to cry on. but somehow, i'm finding it hard to open up N fit in, in the teenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, i kinda feel better after everything's out. ok, got to get on with school work. guess there is still "church" gng on in ian's house now. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-114397018491692448?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/114397018491692448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=114397018491692448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/114397018491692448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/114397018491692448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-gng-on.html' title='What&apos;s gng on?'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-113730988604091272</id><published>2006-01-15T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T15:24:46.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus, Saviour, Blessed Friend</title><content type='html'>Whom have I, O Lord, beside You?&lt;br /&gt;What have I except Your love?&lt;br /&gt;Where is home, if not for heaven, there to dwell with You above?&lt;br /&gt;Who are You, if not my Saviour?&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, if not Your own?&lt;br /&gt;What are You, if not my shelter, Christ, my rock and cornerstone?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Saviour, blessed friend, I will love You without end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will share my earthly sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Who will heal my broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;Who will hold my life together when it seems to fall apart?&lt;br /&gt;When the tears are far too many, and the joys are far too few,&lt;br /&gt;Who will comfort and defend me? Only You, Lord, only You.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Saviour, blessed friend, I will praise You without end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where, O Lord, when life is over, can I go, but home to You?&lt;br /&gt;What have I except the promise where You are I shall be too?&lt;br /&gt;When at last I reach the comfort of that bright celestial place,&lt;br /&gt;There with joy I will behold You, gaze upon Your glorious face.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Saviour, heavenly friend, I will praise You without end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this song simply so much. I sang it alot for the past week. when things were going tough. when i felt like life was falling apart. who was there to comfort me? only You, Lord, only You. I cried every time i sang the line "Who will hold my life together when it seems to fall apart?" and then i remembered Only You, Lord, only You. hmms. we should really sing this song one day in teenz worship. rite jon muk? hahas..yups. that's abt it. just wanted to post this song so it can encourage hearts like it did for me. cya guys, got to get back to do my school work liao. =D takkaire everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113730988604091272?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113730988604091272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113730988604091272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113730988604091272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113730988604091272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2006/01/jesus-saviour-blessed-friend.html' title='Jesus, Saviour, Blessed Friend'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-113603703320074546</id><published>2005-12-31T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T21:50:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just Be Yourself"</title><content type='html'>hmms..just thinking about it, it's funny. seldom people ask you to be yourself. i mean, i always try to live to everyone's expectations and stufff. n sometimes it can be quite tiring. i know we shouldn't be living like how others expect us, and live how God wants us to live. yadayadayadayada. but how often do we really do that? in school we live by what our friends think of us. if we're hardworking and they say we are smart n stuff..then we will want to prove them right. in church, everyone(or at least how i feel it's mainly everyone) expects us to be THAT christian. you know, mature, love God, holy, kind, loving..blahblahblah..and ya. so we try as we might to be who people want us to be and yet never once stopping to ask God who He wants us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please help me to be who you want me to be. Help me to remeber that man sees the outside but You see the heart. I need You. Help me to start this new year, anew and afresh with you. Help me to pray more and love you more. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113603703320074546?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113603703320074546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113603703320074546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113603703320074546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113603703320074546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-be-yourself_31.html' title='&quot;Just Be Yourself&quot;'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-113556870499174854</id><published>2005-12-26T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:45:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>His Way Is Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my way seems dark and drear and the future I don’t know,&lt;br /&gt;My heart feels so empty as the tears unending flow.&lt;br /&gt;When my heart breaks with sorrow and a tempest fills my soul,&lt;br /&gt;This one thing I know for sure, my God is in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His way is perfect, His way is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Though I don’t understand His wise and loving plan,&lt;br /&gt;His way is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;His way is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Take my life and make a vessel purified.&lt;br /&gt;God makes no mistakes His way is best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the toils of life are come and my heart is worn with care,&lt;br /&gt;I faint ‘neath the burden of a cross I cannot bear.&lt;br /&gt;When the joy has departed from my sorrow stricken soul,&lt;br /&gt;This one thing I know for sure, my God is in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how long more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;can't you  hear me scream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113556870499174854?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113556870499174854/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-113556765572876212</id><published>2005-12-26T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:27:35.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just suffering in silence...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113556765572876212?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113556765572876212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113556765572876212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113556765572876212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113556765572876212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-suffering-in-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-113447567264749919</id><published>2005-12-13T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:07:52.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is the only constant</title><content type='html'>okay. i'm finally back from camp. tired. lots of lack of sleep. but i leant some during the camp. some very important things. i fine that lots of pple have changed. including me. i guess that is part of growing up. ya. though things will never be the same again, like how i always wish- but i have to just look forward and ahead, insted of looking back tying to bring the pass to life. it's hard. i'm learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? though it wasn't my best. still- i guess God had a plan anywae.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113447567264749919?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113447567264749919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113447567264749919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113447567264749919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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chewable with a flavour of Green Apple!&lt;br /&gt;Feel like *feels**feels* the surface of a Candle!&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of an eraser!&lt;br /&gt;Make me sick after the 3rd one!&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! and the word Liquorice makes me think of Liquor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, guess i'm just fanisated by sweets from other countries. =) sweets are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can tell that i'm bored. cos i posted 3 times in a day. what a record. hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113275234299405438?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113275234299405438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113275234299405438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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this one is about what teenagers want in life. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adolescents are always searching. They search for love, accecptance by friends, to be someone. Teens will grab at any opportuinity they can get for love and just to be accecpted. Firstly, if you look around, one will be able to see many teenagers in relationships. In teen language -"go steady". why? the answer is simple: they want love, they want someone they can talk to so they wouldn't be bored. they want to "testing". Secondly, why do people feel a must and a strong urge and craving for branded stuff? Op, Quiksilver, Bilabong, Roxy, Nike, Addidas. (Not trying to offend anyone here) It just dawned on me why. It is because of peer pressure. Everyone around is also having so-and-so brand. So I also must have. I'm not trying to exculde myself from this wantings too. But the power of peer pressure is really great. Lastly, may i say that many teenagers love tanks are near empty. Adolescents are looking for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know of a person who can give teenagers love, security, a sense of belonging, make them feel that they are someone special, listen to them when they need a listening hear- He is none other than Jesus Christ. =) GOD loves you. and you are special to HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not be totally rite abt what teens want. hope this dosen't offend anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end of on a light note: this is what i found on someone's blog, found it quite cool. haha. here's something to make u laugh: try moving your right leg in clockwise direction, making small circles while u draw the number 6 with your right index finger. Can u do it? haha, u will probably be laughing by now. That is one simple thing to tell us we are all finite and limited creatures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;smile! GOD loves you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113275076595986867?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113275076595986867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113275076595986867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113275076595986867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113275076595986867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-teenagers-want.html' title='What teenagers want.'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-113273075005795951</id><published>2005-11-23T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T15:25:50.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quicken Thou me, O Lord.</title><content type='html'>Okay, i decided to post again. hmm, i'm at home now. yup. got a 4 day mc from the doc. and a 1 week no training after that. so altogether about 2 weeks no training. then after that got teenz camp, so another 1 week no training. dunno what my coach will say. most prob my fitness will drop.hmms, down will fever. but now feeling better. mon mornin started with headache. then i had this sick feeling. so i guessed i had fever. so sturbbon me didn't want to go back to dorm to rest, but after science period was feeling quite terrible so went back to dorm. selpt like 3 hours till 2. then woke up ate hot porridge for lunch. went back up to dorm to rest sommore. no afternoon training for me. =( decided to go home cos really felt very sick. went home and took my tem, wow, 39.5 there. went to the docs. was like so weak, and was shiverring. the doc look at my throat then say "oh, very bad." say dunno what got virus blah blah blah.. then ya. so i've been home and will be till sun nite when i go back to school. finding it quite bored at home. hahas. okay. you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to miss OBS. saddness and grief. but i told God if it was His will i would be fine with it. btw, i leant a very impt lesson on Saturday. okay. i have this CIP thing i have to do for 4 weeks for my scolarship thing. 3 hours each. sat go back to school to help out. so i was thinking pon lah. then i go help out for bbq. ok, then my parents were like you need to be responsible, call you cher in charge and ask if you can dun go. i called, she wanted me to go. Bah!&lt;br /&gt;okay, so lesson learnt is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't assume that anything having to do with church is God's will. Ask Him first before assuming. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;i mean, helping out with food preparation for a teens BBQ is good. not bad. but i also have a responsibiltiy of attending my CIP. so ya, that's it for my lesson learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, getting back to missing OBS and getting this fever, i'm not sure is it a spiritual attack? pruning? or  disciplining?&lt;br /&gt;or am i thinking too much??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday nite, after waitng for so long for that "right feeling and moment" ( &lt;----that's rubbish), i decided to invite my friends for teens camp. so i ran around the dorm putting pieces of yellow paper on my friends desks. =D&lt;br /&gt;okay, also on Sunday after hearing the sermon on Jesus can be comming any time, i had a greater burden for Kristine. she's not saved. and i was just thinking, if Jesus were to come during the service, then i wouldn'd have any more chances to do the only thing which i can't do in heaven- share the good news. so i sort of decided in my heart to wanna share the gospel woth Kristine somtime durning the week. then nicely i have this fever and have to go home. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to my post title "Quicken Thou me, O Lord."&lt;br /&gt;it's from Psalm 119:25 "My soul cleaveth unto the dust: quicken thou me according to thy word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really need God to quicken me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lord help____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113273075005795951?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-113202866616011675</id><published>2005-11-15T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T12:24:26.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kae..in school now..haha..i wanna get alone with God, but somehow can't find the time..=( i think's that's a lie from the devil! i'll have time if i really want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the song my God is near right now..wish i can be......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113202866616011675?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113202866616011675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>doing adobe now in school...haha...kae..hmm..trying real hard to think on these things...=) with God's help I can! cos i can do all things through Christ who strengthens me! yay. kae, better grt back to work b4 cher comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113142670011006788?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113142670011006788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113142670011006788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113142670011006788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.sermonaudio.com/sermoninfo.asp?currSection=sermonsspeaker&amp;sermonID=22201222224"&gt;http://www.sermonaudio.com/sermoninfo.asp?currSection=sermonsspeaker&amp;amp;sermonID=22201222224&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113119467169759279?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113119467169759279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113119467169759279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113119467169759279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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liketat. then the pain stopped. hahas. and i went back to sleep. this morning had sleep-in (means no training) hmms..i'm scared to invite friends 4 movie nite. i dun know what's wrong with me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools ending now. and i gtg. can't see my tagboard. sad. but at least still can see post and post. bell just rung. cya guys ard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-113021910429212580?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/113021910429212580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=113021910429212580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/113021910429212580'/><link 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Wednesday we went to watch goal. it was okay, except for a few sences. erm, then..ya. during the show, my bro called. so i called him back. he told me that my mum had met with an accident in Malaysia. so i was like okay. i didn't know how to react. but Thank God He taught me lessons through this. like He makes no Mistakes. His way is perfect. I shouldn't take things for granted. how often i've taken my family, God, the blessings from God, God's love and mercy, and many other things all for ganted. i dun think abt them. or thankGod for them. i see them as if i were supposd to have them. also, life is fragile. it can be taken away anytime! are we prepared to meet our LORD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to think that i did it. hahas. but no. it was God who helped me through this great week. i realise that i really can do absoutly NOTHING without Christ. the moment by moment dependance upon God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch, my leg hurts. hope it's not a serious injury, cos i'm looking forward to training. training's fun! thing's which i always thought i couldn't do i can do! like 8 km. ahahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112998644260311903?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112998644260311903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112998644260311903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112998644260311903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112998644260311903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-week.html' title='my week'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112961285846860218</id><published>2005-10-18T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T13:33:55.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yays~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmms.. in school now. in the com lab. having the learning adobe lesson. finish my master piece! yay. it's nice. God will make a way. anyway, tried to upload but can't. cos laggy. hmms, last nite cried myself to sleep. haha. cos ya. have to hand up the name of my roommate tonite. and i dunno. God will make a way. last nite, my sweet kor send me this message. the song God will make a way.,so encouraging..haha. thanks leb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is really when i can learn to rest and trust in God. anyway, leaving it all to Him. tmr's my chinese compo and letter writing test. and i'm totally not prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help. help me to look to You always. keep my eyes on You. i thank You and love You. Amen. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112961285846860218?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112961285846860218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112961285846860218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112961285846860218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112961285846860218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/yays.html' title='yays~!'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112945306155014138</id><published>2005-10-16T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:57:41.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmms..</title><content type='html'>haha.. okie. i'm much better now. after last nite. thanks ian. after the truth just suddenly clicked in my mind. i do not need to do things based on feelings. like that i will die.haha. CRAZY! cause feelings change and facts do not! =p i made a commitment to GOD to do things cause i have to do it and not to base on wheater i feel like doing or not. i think it will be hard in the beginning. but i'll TRY. and with GOD's help, i CAN! =0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae, in for a new week at school! Dad's gone to Phillippines for a week. this week is the 1st week of Module 8. chinese comp and letter writing test on Wednesday. argh. how? dunno. English test this week. yays! goanna watch GOAL on wednesday. cause the whole school going together to causeway to watch goal. dunno weather it's good..checked christian movie spotlight, they dun have comments on that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school. school, here i go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112945306155014138?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112945306155014138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112945306155014138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112945306155014138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112945306155014138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmms.html' title='hmms..'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112935216608252581</id><published>2005-10-15T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T12:56:06.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my life.</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like breaking down?   &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wanna runaway? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud&lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sure, that abundant life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies no&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;No one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Never had to work it was always there&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like, what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112935216608252581?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112935216608252581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112935216608252581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112935216608252581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112935216608252581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='Welcome to my life.'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112917774286668309</id><published>2005-10-13T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T12:29:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm like so guilty. cos i'm blogging secretly. hahas.. in maths class now..Miss Kelly issn't here. everyone's on the com..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a hard day. but i started anew today! =) i guess. it happened like this. the thought came, lead to me believeing. lead to me then living it out. man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this poem on the Web. doing poems for Engilsh next module..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirational Poems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw nigh to God&lt;br /&gt;(by &lt;a href="http://www.inspirationalpoetry.com/"&gt;Connie Campbell Bratcher&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When death comes nigh our dwelling&lt;br /&gt;Everything stops - time stands still.&lt;br /&gt;We're pliable in God's hands&lt;br /&gt;As we submit to His will.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if we'd just draw that close&lt;br /&gt;In the day of prosperity...&lt;br /&gt;Be still, listen, seek His will,&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for eternity...&lt;br /&gt;Our God would bless us indeed;&lt;br /&gt;His Spirit would be poured out,&lt;br /&gt;Reaching far beyond ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;Impacting this world throughout.&lt;br /&gt;If we'd just Draw Nigh to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Draw nigh to God and He will draw nigh to you..."(James 4:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poems-and-poetry.com/inspirational-poems/draw-nigh-to-god.htm"&gt;http://www.poems-and-poetry.com/inspirational-poems/draw-nigh-to-god.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112917774286668309?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112908119101001394</id><published>2005-10-12T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T09:39:51.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in school</title><content type='html'>yays!!! i'm in school now. in Geog class. cos some pple left for OBS then my class left 9 pple. lolx..Geog teacher let us use com and slack. =) anywae, this few days not that bad. goanna finish Micah soon. 1 think 1 more chapter. i gtg for history class now. haha. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112908119101001394?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112908119101001394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;God have not promised, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;skies always blue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;flowers-strewn pathways, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;all our lives through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God have not promised,&lt;br /&gt;sun without rain,&lt;br /&gt;joy without sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;peace without pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;God have not promised, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;we shall not know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;fail and temptation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;trouble and woe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He have not told us,&lt;br /&gt;we shall not bear,&lt;br /&gt;many a burden,&lt;br /&gt;many a care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;But God have promised,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;strength for the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;rest for the labourers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;light for the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Grace for the trials, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;help from above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;unfailing sympathy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;undying love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112876309463521569?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112876309463521569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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WEEK_</title><content type='html'>wow. another week has passed. many things happened. so much to post about. hope i don't miss out anything...here we gooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school pretty early. Celebrated Divya's birthdae..it was fun..hahas. went back up to dorm at ard 9.50pm. took a quickk shower, washed up and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say i always look forward to morning trainings. just that this whole week been really tired. so lartigic. morning is like can't wake up for training. so i did oh ya. outside training. round a hill which is 800 metres per loop. did 6 rounds. then had all the funny itchy witchy bites after that. had christian fellowship at night. that night they were sharing the gospel. so i went to see see. wow.i can sae. the worship is fun. cool exciting. whatever. but i personally dont think i would be able to truly worship God with my heart soul mind and strength with like jumping about and all those stuff. this is a personal preference. the worship went like this. we started with songs. we had the electric guitar, drums and piano. started with the song ONe Way. at the chorous part. everybody started jumping abt. then Worthy is the Lamb. it's a nice song.&lt;br /&gt;i like it. nice lyrics too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worthy Is The Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the cross Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the price You paid&lt;br /&gt;Bearing all my sin and shame&lt;br /&gt;In love You cameAnd gave amazing grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for this love Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the nail-pierced hands&lt;br /&gt;Washed me in Your cleansing flow&lt;br /&gt;Now all I knowYour forgiveness and embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;Seated on the throne&lt;br /&gt;Crown You now with many crowns&lt;br /&gt;You reign victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High and lifted up&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Son of God&lt;br /&gt;The darling of heaven crucified&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the blood of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Oh the blood of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Oh the blood of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;It washes white as snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. that's Worthy is the Lamb. then we also sang Still. a very nice song too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide me now&lt;br /&gt;Under Your wings&lt;br /&gt;Cover me&lt;br /&gt;Within Your mighty hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise and thunders roar&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with You above the storm&lt;br /&gt;Father You are King Over the flood&lt;br /&gt;I will be still and know You are God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find rest my soul&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;Know His power&lt;br /&gt;In quietness and trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, had rest in the afternoon so went to recrational room to do hw. haha. i'm so proud of myself.i told myself that i would go and play games, and i didn't! haha. got back my chinese cloze passage test marks back. i failed as expected. haha. 9/20 okay. i had 2/10 for my cloze. it was the writing out the answer part which pulled up my marks. didn't understand the question so i bracked the whole paragrah. at my answer there, i wrote" Refer to ( )". haha. am i pro or pro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what. haha. i know how to access blogs with the school com though they blocked it. haha.yays! so now i can access blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls pray with me about my roommate decision for next year. it's either my present room mate, amanda lau or anthea. i really dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;can't remember much. just know was pretty down. din't wanna tell anyone. cos i hate to discourage other people. i think i stopped reading the Word today. had no time. ya rite! actucally if i wanted to i could have made time. so many times, i have just so many excuses just not to spend that preious time with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. didn't have afternoon training today so i went to rec room again. this time i played! datona 2. pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's seriously something wrong with me. there's a part of me always longing for that high feeling and when it's not there, i'm down. yet there's a part of me which knows that that time will come when it comes. i can't force the high. and a christian's character is really seen during the times where there is nothing special going on. the ordinary times. Melody!!! argh...i get so down cos of this. and i'm so stuck. then i give myself excuses when i wanna worship to lift my soul. i always can't think of a song. i get stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dissapointed with myself. wanted to share the Gospel with Kristine. but. i was wating for that high feeling. the time where i can feel the Spirit is with me. NO.THIS IS ALL WRONG!! i don't need to feel the Spirit. He is there for me ALWAYS. see what i mean. one part of me wants this. the other part knows what's right. so i went for teens worship. then like Ian preached on discouragement. Luke 10:38-42. about Mary and Martha. when Ian asked, " are you discouraged? are you tired? are you lartagic?" i was like SO YES..haha.. you see, i really need help with this feeling thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a friday night where the Spirit of God really opened my eyes to my problem with feeling and facts. but now.... i'm back to square 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i need help!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112816827845919022?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112816827845919022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112816827845919022' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112816827845919022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112816827845919022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-tiring-week.html' title='my tiring WEEK_'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112756960866575166</id><published>2005-09-24T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:46:48.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today_____</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day. didn't go out. just stayed home. toady read Galatians 3. then it says the just shall live by faith. not to sure if the just means justified or something liketat. then also dunno what does righteous mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some stuff to share.stuff which i have been thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you, dear reader, truly say Take away talents. Take away family. Take away all the desires i have. Take away everything, jus give me Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God help us. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112756960866575166?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112756960866575166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112756960866575166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112756960866575166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112756960866575166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/today.html' title='Today_____'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112753789788866317</id><published>2005-09-23T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T21:03:46.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Week</title><content type='html'>yups. i'm back from another week in school. i'm just goanna be open here yups. so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. you see, during the week i was empty. not satisfied. then i would just turn to everything and anything to fill that emptiness but to no avil. I needed to turn to GOD. i was just tired of going through the motions. tired of running this rat race. just thirsty for the abundant life. for that first love. Daph showed me a passage from the Bible: James 4:7-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="V8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you. Cleanse your hands, ye sinners; and purify your hearts, ye double minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="V9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="V10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and he shall lift you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. just gave everyhting to God last nite&lt;br /&gt;thank God for a wonderful time talking and sharing with Daphne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday-Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an eventful week. lots of people in my school have some sort of bites. including me. so itchy... this week really enjoyed training. goanna have a new coach soon. erm, let me see. i'm got 2 jokes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this fisherman, who went out fishing at the sea. he caught a really really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fish. so he went to a telephonebooth to call his wife and tell her. then, he died in the telephonebooth. Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,, think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight to see answer:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cos when he was on the phone, his wife asked him:"How big is the fish?" he aswered and said "this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" and at the same time he stretched out his hands with such a great force till the glass of the telephonebooth cracked and shattered into pieces. the pieces cut him and he died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. laugh! funny rite? i tell another one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this car guy, who opened a shop to repair cars. For &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one whole year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he had no business. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..think..think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why? highlight: &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cos he opened it on the second storey. hahahahahaha. second storey cars can't go up..(no carpark in the building) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112753789788866317?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112753789788866317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112753789788866317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112753789788866317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112753789788866317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-week_23.html' title='My Week'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112693595058845964</id><published>2005-09-17T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:47:47.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My week =)</title><content type='html'>Okay, i shall post about my week as far aas I can remember. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms..Monday. i had no training in the morning. haha. Coach issint ard. went back to his homecountry Germany. so I woke up ard 7 to meet God. But was kinda in a sleepy mood still but continued. Oh ya, read Daniel 7. then i was preety scared. haHa. talking abt all the beast and everything. went to school and had a spot check. didn't get caught for anything. yays! had training in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;had training in the morning but not in the afternoon if i remembered correctly. was feeling kinda different so decided not to read Daniel for that day but to read Psalms 139, Hebrews 11, and John 15. every once in a month my school has this monthly night thingy. instead of having study time at night from 7.30-9pm we do some other stuff. sometimes we get to go Causeway. so that night, we went to lakeside to see the lentearn festival to see all the nice learnterns. hahas. they were nice! had lion king, Noah's ark and some dinosoars. all these animals are made into learnerns wich produce light. haha. then i also ate a sweet candy very nice one. you spin the wheel then which animals it points to the auntie will make on the spot using the sweet candy. i think i had a bird. the highlight of my time there was my ride on the machine which goes round and round, up and down . it was super fun! haha. really enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today had training in the morning but not in the afternoon. but the few daes i had been training, my knees had been giving me pain. so i went to see the physio. she checked my knee then she look. then she saw that my kneecap is out of alinement. it is pointing inwards. so i'm doing some treatment to get it back in place. today is Auntie Annie's bdae and also Ian and Lilis's 2nd wedding aniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;picked out a book from my bookshelf which i have never read b4. entitled "Holliness" Holliness is the highway over which God brings revival - Henry Blackaby (i think that is how you spell it) He wrote the book. a solid one. talks abt how we have lost our fear of God, looking at sin from God's perspitive and not ours and revival. Strong messages staright to the point. very good book i would say.i never looked at sin liketat. i always thought sin was a small thing, not that big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was still thinking abt what i read the day b4. decided to listen to Morris Gliser's sermon Revival Sermon #1 or something liketat on the mrt on my way to church. listened until abt the 33rd minute till the battries dieded on me. went to church for the bbq. had a time of sharing. me anne ter and me sang don't forget. If you didn't quite catch the lyrics, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget all He’s done.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget vict’rys won.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget in the race.&lt;br /&gt;He gave strength for the run.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget Jesus cares.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget answered prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget don’t forget.&lt;br /&gt;You saw His hand everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember your Lord, God Jehovah.&lt;br /&gt;Remember how much you were changed by His word.&lt;br /&gt;Forget not the days, He taught you to praise.&lt;br /&gt;Though hard seemed the way of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Rememver how far that He took you.&lt;br /&gt;When He gave you a hunger to abide.&lt;br /&gt;Oh don’t turn Him away.&lt;br /&gt;He bids you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Right where you belong at His side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the time has gone by.&lt;br /&gt;And the memories have died.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve forgotten the joy.&lt;br /&gt;When in Him I abide.&lt;br /&gt;How I longed for the day.&lt;br /&gt;When His strength was my stay.&lt;br /&gt;Lord forgive Lord renew.&lt;br /&gt;Lord revive me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember you Lord, God Jehovah.&lt;br /&gt;Remember how much you were changed by His word.&lt;br /&gt;Forget not the days, He taught you to praise.&lt;br /&gt;Though hard seems the way of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Remember how far that He took you.&lt;br /&gt;When He gave you a hunger to abide.&lt;br /&gt;Oh don’t turn Him away.&lt;br /&gt;He bids you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Stay where you belong at His side.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget. Don’t forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) a nice and mineangful song. love it. ian shared three things on his heart, let me recall:&lt;br /&gt;1) We are a family, not an organisation.&lt;br /&gt;2) We need to pray for our Adult leaders. They work hard, study hard and still find time to make it to teens activities.&lt;br /&gt;3) We must never forget out purpose. To reach out and share the Gospel. It is one thing that we can do on earth but not in heaven. We can still worship God in heaven, but not share the Gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday (Today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still just thinking abt lots of things. maybe i think too much. ian shared with me last nite that we must never put God in a box. we always say the most impt thing is Faith, the most impt thing is Prayer, the most impt thing is worship. all these are good. but the most impt thing in the Christian Life is GOD! i'm starting to come to a realisation that i know alot about God, but i really do not know God. I feel i know little of the Bible, and that's true. but it's like i have this longing if i cld know all the promises in the Bible, all the sins and their consequences tat would help me alot. hmms. think im goanna stay home today. oh wells, looking forward to tmr. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112693595058845964?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112693595058845964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112693595058845964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112693595058845964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112693595058845964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-week.html' title='My week =)'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112618805112204124</id><published>2005-09-08T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:00:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>woke up at 12 today cos i slept at 12 last nite. hahas&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep last nite while listening to one of Evangelist Morris Gliser sermons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a normal day. stayed at home. don't know why i just can't sit down and do homwwork..lack of self-discipline..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got homework left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday have to meet in church at 7.30 am for the clean up thing, than Ian opened his house for anyone to stayover. Wonder if any gals are staying over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112618805112204124?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112618805112204124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112618805112204124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112618805112204124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112618805112204124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112611105736344647</id><published>2005-09-07T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:38:37.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*blank*__________</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;somethings seriously wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaes, about my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning was very tired, woke up at 10 plus. had egg prata for breakfast. =)&lt;br /&gt;after thAt went to bugis. Met Chia Wen at ard 4 pm at orchard to discuss Oasis stuff..&lt;br /&gt;yup, had dinner then went for outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup have to sleep now. gdnites..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112611105736344647?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112611105736344647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112611105736344647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112611105736344647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112611105736344647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/blank.html' title='*blank*__________'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112601941819900155</id><published>2005-09-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:10:18.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feveeeer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hmms..mum think's i have a fever cos i'm hot. woots..but i dun think i'm down with a fever.. anywae, just praying that i'll be able to go for tmr nite's outreach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112601941819900155?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112601941819900155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112601941819900155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112601941819900155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112601941819900155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/feveeeer.html' title='feveeeer?'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112601664015466765</id><published>2005-09-06T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:28:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let no man dispise thy YOUTH???</title><content type='html'>have not been feeling well these past few days. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todayys went to church in the afternoon all the way till night. heard a serious casual talk. whatever you call it. dunno now. like my heart and mind was not really there?? just thinking what can i do in this ministry? don't really know. somehow my thoughts are just so mixed up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty;&lt;br /&gt;28 And base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are:&lt;br /&gt;29 That no flesh should glory in his presence.&lt;br /&gt;30 But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption:&lt;br /&gt;31 That, according as it is written, 1&lt;a href="http://www.apibs.org/bs/kjb/B24C009.htm#V24"&gt;He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Corinthians 1:27-30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) keep smiling for the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112601664015466765?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112601664015466765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112601664015466765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112601664015466765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112601664015466765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/let-no-man-dispise-thy-youth.html' title='let no man dispise thy YOUTH???'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12399659.post-112593244889952183</id><published>2005-09-05T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T00:41:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the BATAM trip-----</title><content type='html'>finally decided to revive my blog after donkey years in an R.I.P. state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goanna share about my batam experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was announced that some teens could go to Batam for the churchs' 1st Medical Mission Trip, i though why not, just give it a try. Since I did not have any exams. But i really did not know what i was getting myself into. I just thought it was going to be a look-see look-see thing, not that much work to do. But i was wrong. there was the LORD's work to do. to minister to the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed my bag the same day i was supposed to leave. Thank God i did not forget passport or anything else. We met at Harbour Front at 6pm on friday evening. I had crazy Bevlody with me. hahas. aka TONG NAM (go and find out what it means. hint hint her hobbby lor) ian and matt bought New York pizza to eat on the fery. thanks for sharing 2 boxes with us hungry gals. me and bev did some crazy stuff like shoplifting. lol. actually it was just walking into a shop taking two sweets from the sweet bowl and walking out. after that we had the shopkeer looking at us with THE STARE whenever we passed the shop. haha. we were just some poor little gals who had sweet tooth. maybe crazy gals would be a better word. rite bev?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after entering the gate thingy, we had the bag scan. I just found out that the pizzas are radioactive. I think MAtt or somebody walked through the "door frame" thingy with the pizzas in hand and the buzzer went off. hee hee. on the ferry there me and bev started scaring daphne. we kept looking behind her and pointing.haha. then she would be scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at the batam ferry terminal at 8.30 pm plus Batam time i think. then we were received warmly by our hosts. they drove us to the house we would be sleeping in. the house is so so nice and big. there were two bathrooms and three rooms. a kitchen and a "living room". We had a briefing, then we washed up. after that we starting packing medicine. Matt is fast man! he can be given the fasest medicine packer award. lol. after finishing we all went to sleep. by the time we put our heads on the pillow, it was 2 am batam time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up the next morning for breakfast. It was great! had a refreshing bath b4 breakfast. Then after breakfast the real work began. We were drove to the place where the house and the tent was. We had to decorate the tent with balloons.within minutes the tent was filled with mothers and their children all wanting the balloons we were giving out. wah, really make until all our hand pain from tying the balloons. I was asigned as a dispenser but i really think i cmi. Dunno where to find the correct medicine and stuff. RobinJo best dispenser man! after that terence asked me to go and be Shawn Vasoo's assistant. hahaa. it was a fun job. We went back to the house for a lunch break. after lunch, we were back at the place. cos dunno why got some kind of songs playing, then there were some children dancing there. then i was told that when the children grow up most likely they get sold off to become a prostitute. that's sad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slacked after lunched. hee hee. was supposed to be somewhere in the house helping out but found myself with the children, ian , bev, joan and matt on a slope playing blind mice. ahaha. it was so fun. the children are soo cute. and look at their faces. crying out for love. we played with them all the way aft lunch to when we had to leave at 5 plus. we played some cat and dog game, catching all sorts of games. ahaha. when playing catching, i almost sprained my ankle quite a few timws. thank God i didn't. they run barefoot on the hard mud ground littered all over with rubbish they dodge here dodge and i still can't catch them. haha. they are pro runners. we played "lao ying zuo xiao ji" and lots of others. we thought them 1-10 in chinese. the like the part where we swing them round and round and in the end we ourselves are the ones ending up dizzy. hehe. they love piggybacks too. they all crowd round you wanting a piggybag, in the end we had to make them line up in one row then take turns. hahas. Joan best! carry one on the back and another on the front. lol. we played holding each others hands and running round very fast ina circle that one. and all through out they were just smiling, laughing and giggling. all so contentend. somehow i feel alot of warmth in the more disavantaged countries. More smiles. they are just so happy with what they have though it may be a house without a roof or just without shoes. this taught me to be contented with what i have. their houses are all made of scrap material, ours are solid concrete walls, yet we are never contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met new friends who could talk English. Lidia, 12 and Anna 14. i have a burden for them. they touch my heart. Anna is only 14 but she alredy has a baby boy! she goes to school. Lidia was my translator. hahas. i hugged Lidia b4 i left.She took a photo with me and bev. hated to leave. just fell in love with all the children. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when into the car and all the children were waving good bye through the windows. when back to the house. bathed and packed. it was abt 6 plus. then went to mega mall for a "buffet" dinner if you would call it. haha. bough A and W to tau bao onto the ferrry. we managed to get the seats with at table. me and bev ate our waffles. mumm.mumm. ian and whee kok ate their burgers. joan ate her curly fries. we had a fun time. joan bev and whee kok all fell asleep. then me and ian were talking all the way back to singapore ferry terminal. we had a good time chatting. like the good old days. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's abt all of my Batam trip experience. would really love to go again if there is another chance. Thank You GOD for this wonderful trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12399659-112593244889952183?l=soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/feeds/112593244889952183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12399659&amp;postID=112593244889952183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112593244889952183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12399659/posts/default/112593244889952183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soaring-fireagle.blogspot.com/2005/09/batam-trip.html' title='the BATAM trip-----'/><author><name>mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215012245481425926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
