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		<title>We are the reason</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 10:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am very thankful to God that He gave His son to die for us.. In the passion of Christ many people complained that it was too violent however that is not true, in reality, Jesus suffered much more! In the bible it says that Jesus was so badly disfigured and tortured that one could [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=89&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">I am very thankful to God that He gave His son to die for us.. In the passion of Christ many people complained that it was too violent however that is not true, in reality, Jesus suffered much more! In the bible it says that Jesus was so badly disfigured and tortured that one could count the number of bones He has. He was so disfigured that there was no beauty left in Him! This is how much God loves us. Often times I would see my situation and get worried and woulf forgotten how Christ has died for me to live life in earth like heaven. If i am not living well, I am not justifying what Jesus has done on the cross. Many times when i worry, my problem became worst and that is because by worrying, God is not able to come in and bring you out of your situation. I realise when i start to relax and and leave it to God, God will do all He can even by dragging me out of my situation and to turn things around. This battle that you are facing is His and not yours. When God says your future is in His good hands, it means it is. Everything that Jesus went through has a reason and that resson is our bessings, our health, our prosperity, our future secured in his hand, our marriage, our family and so on. Jesus&#8217; blessings for us does not stop here. We are walking on divine favours. Pastor said, this year will be a good year and it will be!! Surely all goodness and mercy shall follow me all of my life!!! I declare in Jesus name! Thank you for a great house and unit that you reserved for us Lord!! Thank you for a miracle!</span></p>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Oct 2010 06:12:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lord, i just want to receive your love. Overflow me with your love once again. Renew my love for you, make me love you more and more. Make yourself the center of my life. Make me turn to you instead of failing man. Surround me with your unfailing love Father. I want to rise and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=87&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Lord, i just want to receive your love. Overflow me with your love once again. Renew my love for you, make me love you more and more. Make yourself the center of my life. Make me turn to you instead of failing man. Surround me with your unfailing love Father. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">I want to rise and soar like the eagle, Lord i want to be used by you to glorify your good name, to be the glorious one so that others may see you. Lord, this is my purpose, my wish.. Get me out of human mind but of your mind Father. I want to be more and more like Jesus&#8230; </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Lord, from this moment on, i offer my life to you. I give you my life, only you can command it.<br />
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		<title>a brand new start</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2010 05:49:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I never knew how things can be so complicated till i see how human complicate it. It&#8217;s hard living in a world full of complication when the Lord has made it simple for us. i tried living in my world of simplicity but soon was lost when my loved ones around complicate it. As human, i [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=83&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">I never knew how things can be so complicated till i see how human complicate it. It&#8217;s hard living in a world full of complication when the Lord has made it simple for us. i tried living in my world of simplicity but soon was lost when my loved ones around complicate it. As human, i will definitely reciprocate back with a mind of confusion and expectations of an understanding heart. But then again, what more can i ask from a mere human who will definitely fail times and times again in our own human flesh.  </span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">As times i really wonder am i asking for too much? Or have i asked from the wrong person? It takes wisdom to know that we can never rely on human nor our efforts. As this year theme starts with restful increase, we should indeed rest knowing that He is good and always good. At times when things do not go your way, do not fret or fear, for the Lord is with you. Rest knowing that everything in His hands. Our God, the God of Abraham, Jacob, Isaac, Joseph is the same God. If he who is the Almighty one can deliver them all from the one who thinks he knows it all, who else can then be against us? As we take of our Holy Communion do see that victory has already been ours. It has and will always be. For one man offense comes forth death, for one man sacrifice comes victory that will deliver all. We rest our mind knowing there is no further needs to complicate any minds. </span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">With this, i command my spirit and body to rest in Him as i watch supernatural happening in the natural world. </span></p>
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		<title>blissful~</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2010 11:59:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i have never felt so blissful when my dad cut a papaya for me to eat.. although i was super full, i ate that big big papaya and finish it.. i even scrap on the skin to eat it.. i have never eaten such a nice papaya.. my stepmum was complaining it was not sweet, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=80&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">i have never felt so blissful when my dad cut a papaya for me to eat.. although i was super full, i ate that big big papaya and finish it.. i even scrap on the skin to eat it.. i have never eaten such a nice papaya.. my stepmum was complaining it was not sweet, but to me, it was sweet.. very sweet&#8230; </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">alot of people feel that they are blissful when they are out with their friends but to me, i am most blissful when i am with my family, even staying at home watching tv together, eating together.. it&#8217;s one of my most happiest moment. I love staying at home with my family.. in the pat, i used to go out till late to avoid my family, but now it&#8217;s the other way round. After the death of my mum, my family and i got closer, in fact so much closer.. i love my family and i am very happy just to have such a simple life.. just me and my family together, thank abba father for such a restoration! an indeed a great restoration that i do not deserve. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">yesterday as i was at my stepfather bbq, i was amazed about 2 things&#8230; it was a bbq that my stepdad organised to celebrate my 21st b&#8217;day and his 5oth b&#8217;day. His best friend Philp, present a speech to my stepdad. before he began, he thanked me for showing him kindness that i showed one year plus ago.. He came over to my mum funeral and no one attended to him as my stepdad was busy with the whole thing and my half brother so i brought Philp around and paid for all his meal and ytd, he thanked me for it saying he will never forget the kindness and the hospitality that i showed him.. i was really touched. In fact i forgotten abt the whole incident and never did i expect, people do in fact remember your kindness!! do not belittle small things for they are the beginning of big things. I thank God that He is willing to use me for His glory. It&#8217;s my honour my king. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Another thing that i was amazed was that my stepdad invited his neighbours and friends to his bbq.At the bbq, i saw my stepdad carrying other pple kids and hugging them like his own and his neighbours and friends were hugging my half brother like their own!! they were kissing, hugging and playing with each other children exactly like their own! i have never seen such a unity and love in my life! It is indeed amazing!! i was so touched&#8230; it&#8217;s really wow&#8230; </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Lord, it&#8217;s so amazing how your love spread, how such harmony and unity that you have shown me! I know you are preparing me for big things, thank you for using me&#8230; <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> )<br />
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		<title>Children-God&#8217;s precious</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2010 07:51:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[What a glorious God we have! Thank you Father for putting new desire in my heart for you know my heart and my desires. What a precious daddy God we have! Knowing how much i wanna bring  joy, peace, laughter to the children of God.. I know the devil is trying to wipe out all [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=77&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">What a glorious God we have! </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Thank you Father for putting new desire in my heart for you know my heart and my desires. What a precious daddy God we have! Knowing how much i wanna bring  joy, peace, laughter to the children of God.. I know the devil is trying to wipe out all new generations, that is the reason why my daddy God put new desire in my to open an orphanage cause i believe He foresee in the near future, many people who abandon their children or probably there will be children suffering as parents nowadays do not have time to care for their childrn due to their hectic work schedule..</p>
<p>As i was serving on Sunday, there ws this boy who kept creating trouble to the extent that the church told his single parent, his mother that if he does not behave again, he might be kicked out of the children service cause he is dangerous to the other children. This happens almost every Sunday whre a male teacher had to forcefully carry him ut of the room cause he tried to escape after being scolded for trying to punch the teachers or the children. As i was observing, i realised teachers, being human often forms a perception easily. When there is a fight between him and the other children, the teacher will automatically pull the boy out of the room and confront him instead of the other children. Perhaps in the teacher&#8217;s mind, she had already formed a bad perception of the boy.</p>
<p>After the children service, it was games time. I noticed that boy was lonely and alone. I was observing him as he hekped a group of children to pick up the balls and out of the sudden, many children started accusing him of taking the ball from them. Thank God a male teacher came and resolved the problem. He explained to the children that he was being helpful. As the goal post was slanted, he also went to help to make it straight. Then again, history repeated itself. The children saw what he did and accused him of spoilling the goal post which was already spoiled and he was amending it out of goodwill. Imagine being rejected and accused for something that you have not done and yet it was done out of goodwill. Then i saw him walking to the corner and stand there looking sorrowful.</p>
<p>As i was in charge of the crazy cups games, i smile at him and asked him to come and play, He looked at me delightfully and then he stopped. I told him, come and play, teacher challenged you! Then he came and played. At first the other kids were fearful of him, but because i say ok, now let&#8217;s challenged! see who is the fastest! and as i was playing with them, one of the children cups fell over and he  came over to help him to pick up the cups. In my heart, i always believed al kids are good children, kind hearted, and in fact, they are often the ones whose heart are after God. With their simple faith they have, can moved millio of mountain compared to us, being an adults having many doubts and fears. I believed the reason why the boy is able to play crazy cups with me is because i do not use my authority over him, i came to him as a child like him, a child of God. I know at times being a teacher yes we have to use our authority, but i also believed in dealing with boys like him, we cannot use our authority, we have to stood to his level, a child to reach out to him. Just like Jesus, he did not use his authority upon the little children, He said let them come to me and he starts hugging them. Often in my mind, there is always this image of Jesus where he was suuornded by many children sitting around his lap, hugging him, while Jesus tells them story.. It&#8217;s such a glorious image that in my heart, how i wished i am born during that time where i can have the honour to sit at His lap..</p>
<p>It&#8217;s such a wonderful image.. i remembered while i was serving, there is this gilr who is also one of the trouble maker. But what amzes me is whn i asked my girls to lift up their hands and worship the Lord, she is the only one who lift her hands up without me asking her to and i can see her faith in the Lord. I believe people like her who often gets rejected and bullied can feels God&#8217;s presence and His love for them. As she close her eyes and is so into the Lord, behind that closed eyes, i can feel her love and gratitute to the Lord. I believed at time when she was alone, being rejected, she knows she is not alone, she knows she can talk to Jesus and she knows Jesus is her best friend! This is what i want to build in my church ministry, in my future orphanage to bring God&#8217;s presence and love into these children&#8217;s life. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Jesus came to this world to die for us so that we can have life more abundantly! I believed it is the Lord&#8217;s heart for these children to be strong in the Lord. to know they are not alone and for them to be loved. It&#8217;s so amazing to experience such love from young so that these children will keep their chil like faith even when they grow up, even when they become old. To know that God loves them the same way as they were a little child. I want to build a new generation of such faith&#8230; I thank you Lord for putting such a desire in my heart, it&#8217;s such a honour to serve you. </span></p>
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		<title>1 February 2009</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[It has been exactly one year since the death of my beloved mummy.. As i looked back on that day, i remembered seeing myself wearing that black dress, rushing down to Changi General Hospital after a cal from ucle Graham saying mummy has passed away. On my journey to the hospital, in my mind, i [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=70&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">It has been exactly one year since the death of my beloved mummy.. As i looked back on that day, i remembered seeing myself wearing that black dress, rushing down to Changi General Hospital after a cal from ucle Graham saying mummy has passed away. On my journey to the hospital, in my mind, i felt this couldnt be real.. i kept thinking, no Jesus will  not let her die just like that.. He will revive her.. As i reached the mortuary room, i saw my mum been wrapped in a white cloth like a cocoon.. as i see her with her eyes closed, i went to her and shake her.. asking her to wake up.. but no matter what i did, she just wouldnt get up.. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">her face ws so cold.. i tried giving her my body heat.. but she did not wake up&#8230; in my whole mind, i was like, &#8220;Lord, Lord, please heal hr.. please revive her..&#8221; my whole heart sank.. my heart felt so painful.. and to make matters worst, that day was my grandmother&#8217;s birthday.. my dad wouldnt allow us to tell anyone what happen.. throughout the whole dinner celebration, it&#8217;s so hard to put up a strong front.. it&#8217;s so hard to act as though nothing happens.. after dinner as i went home, i knew i couldnt stay home. no one talks about the whole incident.. i went out of house, i called Benjamin and i cried to him as i was at level 6 at the stairway.. he&#8217;s the only one i can call and turn to because every word that comes forth his mouth is like as though Jesus is talking to me..his words are so conforting,.. i do not know how to describe it.. i could feel Jesus through him.. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">afterwhich i went to Boat Quay, i sat by the river and cried&#8230; as i look up in the sky.. i know my mum is watching me.. and in my mind, i kept saying sorry to my mum.. sorry for everything that i have done as i reflect back on my life with my mum.. how she read bible stories to us every nite, and how she say those little prayers with us&#8230; It always goes like this, &#8221; Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for this day that you have made.. thank you for mummy and daddy who loves us, thank you for guiding and protecting us from all harm.. And Lord, we commit to you our daddy&#8217;s salvation and we pray that it is your will for our daddy to be saved and go to Heaven with us.. We pray that you wil let us sleep peacefully tonight with your gurdian angels surrounding us.  Thank you Jesus for hearing our prayers. In Jesus name we pray, Amen&#8221;.. and mummy will sleep in our little nest till we fall asleep and she will go back to her room and sleep.. And if i&#8217;m awakw in the middle of the nite, i will shout &#8220;mummy&#8221; and she will come back into the room and accompany us till we sleep again.. although during that point of time there is only 3 of us, but we enjoyed each other presence.. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">I miss my mother&#8217;s cooking super and duper badly.. the last tme i ate it was when i was 0 years old.. And when i have a chance to eat it again when i was 17, but i destroyed that chance by coming home late and my mum threw away the food she cooked for me.. but i thank God for whatever that appen. He made all bad things against me turn good for me!</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Right now, as i look back, i realised without the death of my mother, i will still be enslave to a life of misery.. Right now, i have a close family.. a family that i love and treasured.. a group of friends and sisters and brothers.. a group of colleagues that i love, and a special someone that the Lord has brought into my special life. thank you so much Lord&#8230; </span></p>
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		<title>sad for her..</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 04:52:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Recently i had a client filling for divorce due to her husband fooling around and having an affiar with a china girl.. This affair started one month before the birth of their first child. And his reason was because he was bored at night and he started chatting online and get to know this china [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=67&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Recently i had a client filling for divorce due to her husband fooling around and having an affiar with a china girl.. This affair started one month before the birth of their first child. And his reason was because he was bored at night and he started chatting online and get to know this china girl. And his excuse for his fidelity was because his wife is busy taking care of thir 1 year old girl and she has post natal depression. It&#8217;s kind of sad knowing how much you sacrifice for the family and in the end, your husband commited adultery because of your sacrifice for him.. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">And she told him she will give her daughter to him and the china girl because she doesnt want her daughter to grow up in a family knowing that her mother hates her father. She rather sacrifice her own interest for her child to grow in a complete family. Which mother is wiling to part with their child? </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">It&#8217;s so sad to know that in this society, many men often succumb to temptation thinking that their wife will never be able to find out or thinking that it is ok for them to give in once. But they never realise that the moment they give in to temptation, they are made a slave of that temptation and the moment you succumb to it, there will always be a 2nd, 3rd and more times of it. It is as though you are trapped and will neverbe able to pull out, and even if you manage to pull out, that condemnation will kill you and you will not be able to face your wife. it takes only one nite to ruin a lifetime of marriage.. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">I often tell myself, a man is worth forgiving if he knows he&#8217;s at fault and is willling to make amendments and treat his girlfriend/wife well but this does not apply to man who has fallen. My theory is that he has broken the convenant we first went into. once it&#8217;s broken, it is broken. Just like a contract, a clause stated in the contracts are when a term or condition is broken, that contract is deed to be repudiated, meaning, the contract is rendered to be void. There is no more contract and the other party no longer need to abide that contract. And it&#8217;s the same for me. Once you have broken that convenant that the Lord has given us as a gift, it means it is finished, the end. The convenant no longer exist, neither it is bidding. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Life is worth living when you have an open heart to forgive and forget easily. As harsh i may sound, i do forgive and forget easily.  It may be good or bad thing that  i forgive easily, forget easily, that is why my life is full of happiness and joy. I have never regretted myself to be like this..  I remember when i was young, my other always instill this thinking in me and i have my dad&#8217;s character in me, but thank God for my mother who has instill this principle, not by preaching but by setting herself as an example to me.. I thank God for a wonderful mother and family. Because of tis, I&#8217;m willing to accept people who is willing to change, willing to be teachable, although he is not perfect, but so long as he is willing to learn even when i know he will fail me again, but if he is teachable and willing to learn, i will welcome that person with open arms be it my family or friends or my loved ones. It is the same. Just like the parable of the lost son who came back, the Father welcome him back and even love him even more.. and that is when he knows that he was once dead but now he&#8217;s born again into his Father&#8217;s embrace.. And all this is because of LOVE. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Love from God will enable men to do the extraordinary, Love will make a men who is hard hearted to be soft hearted, love from God wiill make a man full of impatience to become a men full of patience, the same goes for wisdom and all sort of goodness awaiting for men. Therefore i do  not believe whenever people tell me, but i&#8217;m born like that, but i am like this, but i dun even treat my family good let alone you. No, love in you (which is from God) wil automatically change you that you didnt realise it when you start doing the extraordinary things without realising that change in you till you look back.. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">I&#8217;m unable to accept the fact that people are born like this because if you keep thinknig that you are like this, that shows that you are not wiling to change or become someone better.. Because if you do, you will proclaim and say i am not like this, my Father in Heaven had made me a man full of wisdom, favour and all goodness. And it&#8217;s up to me if  i want to receive such gifts/blesings from my Father who has sacrifice His son to give me all the goodness. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">I believe everyone is teachable if his heart allows him to be&#8230; </span></p>
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		<title>It&#8217;s been a long time</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 02:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It has been a long time since i last updated my blog.. Yesterday was my first day in serving the children ministry.. I thought i will be very stress with all the shouting and running from children.. However, it turns out opposite.. as i was looking at the boys from 1st servive playing pepsi cola 123, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=56&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">It has been a long time since i last updated my blog.. Yesterday was my first day in serving the children ministry.. I thought i will be very stress with all the shouting and running from children.. However, it turns out opposite.. as i was looking at the boys from 1st servive playing pepsi cola 123, they said, teacher you want to play? i said no thanks because if you see the way they play, my goodness, they will wrestle you down your feet. even by watching, i need to be alert to flle my way to avoid their wrestling with the rest of the boys. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Throughout the whole time, Meijie asled Apple to teach me how to do the media thing during the singing and the games part. My job is to click the powerpoint so that the children can see the lyrics and sing at the same time.. at first was very panicky as the lides i click does not tally with the singer. and at one time the singer said let&#8217;s sing the chorus! and when he look at the powerpoint, he was stunt and in the end he has to sing along with what i put on the screen. He literally went blankout. it was hilarious.. lolx.. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">You know it was such a big hnour when the children addressed me as teacher.. I was really very touched. i dunno why.. but it&#8217;s really an honour to serve the kingdom of God.. As i was telling a group of young boys to move in font, they were so rebellious, just then Caleb came and helped me.. I never knew a guy can love children so much, can get along with them so much.. i was really amazed.. I believed he can be a good father.. I have never seen anyone who has so much favour with the children.. I believed that is his amazing gift. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">At the last part, i was playing Uno Stackor with a group of girls and when i have to leave for my de-brief and as i bid goodbye to the gilrs, they go huh&#8230; teacher dun go.. my heart just simply melt.. i told them i will play with them next next week.. They were so lovely.. thank you Father for giving me this honour.. </span></p>
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		<title>i will still praise you..</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 07:28:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i lost my job, my family is gonna break, my health is failing me, thank God despite all these, my bf and i did not break up although we almost.. but i still want to praise God.. praise Him all my life.. I felt like the bible guy whose name was Job.. i want to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=54&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">i lost my job, my family is gonna break, my health is failing me, thank God despite all these, my bf and i did not break up although we almost.. but i still want to praise God.. praise Him all my life.. I felt like the bible guy whose name was Job.. i want to thank God that despite all these, He never abandon me, rather, He&#8217;s here with me, going through all these tributes.. I love Him so much&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.</span></p>
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		<title>marriage</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 06:53:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i read one of my loved one&#8217;s blog.. as i read her blog, my heart felt the pain and ache.. somehow i want to re-shuffle my life, start a total whole new life again.. honestly i&#8217;m sick and tired of my routine life now. somehow i feel like returning to my sales job.. and soemhow [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mydearprince.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5084706&amp;post=51&amp;subd=mydearprince&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">i read one of my loved one&#8217;s blog.. as i read her blog, my heart felt the pain and ache.. somehow i want to re-shuffle my life, start a total whole new life again.. honestly i&#8217;m sick and tired of my routine life now. somehow i feel like returning to my sales job.. and soemhow i feel like doing other jobs.. at the end of the day, i do not know what i really want.. all i know is that i really want a job that is not routine, that is why i dun mind a sales job where i can meet people. but i know if i were to go back to my sales job, i will be caught in a trap where i will never be able to get out.. it is wiser to move on to another area of job..</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">back to my loved one&#8217;s blog.. somehow i didnt expect life was hard on her, i didnt expect that she&#8217;s not enjoying her life.. somehow i felt so bad that she has to face it alone.. probably i should take the time off and talk to her, maybe we can go for a spa or some shopping spree.. my heart ache so much.. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">She wrote that despite many years of marriage she felt like there is isn&#8217;t any marriage because of their different work schedule. One have to work night shift, the other one have to work normal routine shift. She felt that it is so hard to maintain this relationship. I pray Lord, i hand this relationship to you, that you renewed their love and they will love each other much more. </span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ff0000;">thank you Lord for all the wonderful things.<br />
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