<?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-6696551817863570087</id><updated>2012-01-15T18:47:53.375+08:00</updated><category term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>And the greatest of these is Love.</title><subtitle type='html'>And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. -1 Corinthians 13:13</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>370</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-2642381326453039839</id><published>2011-11-28T23:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T23:53:33.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List (More like "Stuff that I'm saving up for")</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This will probably my last post before I go into NS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Will be about all the stuff that I really really want right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Will put it here to remind myself not to overspend and to focus on saving up for all these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;POD HD 500 Multi Effects Pedal - $895&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5U6mvW2_flc/TtOlpWvBQvI/AAAAAAAAAvo/QKPAn39bbHU/s400/podhd500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680065684940342002" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Duesenberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; DTV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Starplayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; TV Electric Guitar (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; Sparkle) - $2570&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1MMCaF3ytg/TtOm6hUPZMI/AAAAAAAAAv0/GQBsEviX58k/s400/DTV-starplayer-electric-guitar-BS-lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680067079350215874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " &gt;Taylor GS7 - $2999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S6lYk-zb0Q0/TtOof6FAq2I/AAAAAAAAAwA/2vhqUjz69eE/s400/GS7-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680068821164010338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MacBook Pro 13-inch: 2.8GHz - $2048&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJGhNgpHEUM/TtOptGe2G2I/AAAAAAAAAwM/FAJP--zGUkg/s400/mbp13-090608-1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680070147343522658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Condenser Mic - $400+?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dgtZChyIJ0w/TtOq2BTqtlI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jWHjSK-txUw/s400/GXL2200SP__46641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680071400084911698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And of course, clothes, bags accessories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtHoHwhP5pM/TtOsh-E9-HI/AAAAAAAAAxI/3oST_QrceDY/s1600/279914_135250779890493_100002167140392_231351_1279261_o.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtHoHwhP5pM/TtOsh-E9-HI/AAAAAAAAAxI/3oST_QrceDY/s400/279914_135250779890493_100002167140392_231351_1279261_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680073254643824754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 138px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9yQTfaRqU8/TtOshkEf7QI/AAAAAAAAAxA/YNs9Pv7KbKc/s1600/300802_163485830400321_100002167140392_313731_1470141697_n.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9yQTfaRqU8/TtOshkEf7QI/AAAAAAAAAxA/YNs9Pv7KbKc/s400/300802_163485830400321_100002167140392_313731_1470141697_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680073247662533890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rWM7rYYaiLQ/TtOshTEcUgI/AAAAAAAAAws/4f9ruSe9hZE/s1600/elecom_ipod_nano_6g_leather_wristband_2.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rWM7rYYaiLQ/TtOshTEcUgI/AAAAAAAAAws/4f9ruSe9hZE/s400/elecom_ipod_nano_6g_leather_wristband_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680073243098894850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqOZTD4R4SQ/TtOsheguPeI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Qm-N1kW03xU/s1600/leather-silver.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bqOZTD4R4SQ/TtOsheguPeI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Qm-N1kW03xU/s400/leather-silver.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680073246170299874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 184px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yup, hopefully I'll be able to get all these within 2 years, otherwise I'll have to come out of NS and work for these, but nonetheless, I'm determined to save up for all of this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Bye everyone, seeya in 2 years! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-2642381326453039839?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2642381326453039839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=2642381326453039839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2642381326453039839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2642381326453039839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/11/wish-list-more-like-stuff-that-im.html' title='Wish List (More like &quot;Stuff that I&apos;m saving up for&quot;)'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5U6mvW2_flc/TtOlpWvBQvI/AAAAAAAAAvo/QKPAn39bbHU/s72-c/podhd500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-1379534655688194921</id><published>2011-10-28T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T01:24:12.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Jonger, @jonger026</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVJoPCf1Zks/TqmP73vEBYI/AAAAAAAAAu0/BNJO7IhRiIc/s1600/164155_1770130535832_1316294244_31956520_6084_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EksgPcYGttY/TqmP7rmutKI/AAAAAAAAAus/7_ZAJFbzGbw/s400/281220_10150253820493152_780768151_7401151_1267587_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668219861502702754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey bro, just thought I'd dedicate this post to you. I know I said a few words at the steamboat earlier, but I was so caught up in the moment that I totally lost my train of thought. This is a much more comfortable way for me to express my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow, it's been barely a year since the 2 of us became so close, I remember even back then in Peirce, we weren't very close, and we totally had different lives when we were in poly. I really thank God so much that we managed to re-ignite this friendship, and I'm really glad at where we are as friends today. I will never regret that decision to pick up my phone to you to get you down for The Edge Conference 2010. That was probably the best decision the both of us made that year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Over this year, we've had our ups and downs, many memorable moments and so many times that we've met up just to chill and have fun. I've really seen you grow a lot, in terms of speech, actions, attitudes. It's so heartwarming to know that you're pursuing God with all your heart, and not holding back. The hunger you have for more of His presence is truly inspiring. And like I said at the farewell, I'm really really really proud of you, and I mean it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love all the times we hang out! Especially all the retarded times, like the photo right underneath this :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pfcto5FzMR4/TqmP8LidNKI/AAAAAAAAAvI/zCt20or82f0/s400/WP_000325.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668219870074713250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, as you embark of this new journey, this new phase of life, don't ever hesitate to call on me whenever you feel discouraged, lonely, persecuted or oppressed. I'll always be here for you, to talk to you, to pray for you. And I know you'll definitely do the same for me. I know we'll all do the same for each other in B4! #BrothersUnited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVJoPCf1Zks/TqmP73vEBYI/AAAAAAAAAu0/BNJO7IhRiIc/s400/164155_1770130535832_1316294244_31956520_6084_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668219864758879618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With that, I wish you all the best in NS, 2 years will be over and done with in no time, then we'll have that epic holiday with the gang like we always spoke about, till then, keep the faith, don't stop fixing your eyes on God everyday, I pray that as we both come out of the army, we'll be stronger in our faith then ever before! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God bless you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Arthur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-1379534655688194921?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1379534655688194921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=1379534655688194921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1379534655688194921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1379534655688194921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/10/dedicated-to-jonger-jonger026.html' title='Dedicated to Jonger, @jonger026'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EksgPcYGttY/TqmP7rmutKI/AAAAAAAAAus/7_ZAJFbzGbw/s72-c/281220_10150253820493152_780768151_7401151_1267587_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-7527145471080679647</id><published>2011-10-17T13:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T13:30:43.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nlzBlakBrU/Tpu8MvM9KZI/AAAAAAAAAuY/yqMnaoUFYyc/s1600/psalm%2B51-10-12Renew.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nlzBlakBrU/Tpu8MvM9KZI/AAAAAAAAAuY/yqMnaoUFYyc/s400/psalm%2B51-10-12Renew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664327883363789202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks have been rather confusing.&lt;div&gt;A battle of emotions, thoughts, and attitudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a lot of self reflection, and prayer, I came to realise that I've been handling everything wrongly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been harbouring wrong attitudes, I've not been coming to my friends in love, and instead I've been allowing what others say affect my friendships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Matthew 7:1, is says "Do not judge, or you too will be judged"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many times have I been so judgmental towards others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many times have I allowed such negative attitudes come in and try to mess up my friendships?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I not be working towards being more like Jesus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouldn't I love others, regardless of their faults and weaknesses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. - Ephesians 4:2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;“You have heard that it was said, ‘Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? And if you greet only your own people, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect. - Matthew 5:43-48&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many bible verses stress on loving one another, even loving our enemies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why do we, why do I still judge and get angry with people for the things that they do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even in the verse in Eph 4:2, it says be humble and GENTLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think the way I've been dealing with things have been very gentle, instead it's been rather harsh, blunt and direct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for His word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without it I wouldn't have noticed all my shortcomings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I must change myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the way I deal with my friends, whenever they do something wrong, or whenever they do something I don't like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray to God that He'll teach me to be humble and gentle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A fool shows his annoyance at once, but a prudent man overlooks an insult - Proverbs 12:16&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing - Proverbs 12:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wise man fears the Lord and shuns evil, but a fool is hotheaded and reckless - Proverbs 14:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick-tempered man does foolish things, and a crafty man is hated - Proverbs 14:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A patient man has great understanding, but a quick-tempered man displays folly - Proverbs 14:29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger - Proverbs 15:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hot-tempered man stirs up dissension, but a patient man calms a quarrel - Proverbs 15:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better a patient man than a warrior, a man who controls his temper than one who takes a city - Proverbs 16:32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man of knowledge uses words with restraint, and a man of understanding is even-tempered - Proverbs 17:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to a man's honor to avoid strife, but every fool is quick to quarrel - Proverbs 20:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not say, "I'll pay you back for this wrong!" Wait for the Lord, and He will deliver you - Proverbs 20:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a city whose walls are broken down is a man who lacks self-control - Proverbs 25:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fool gives full vent to his anger, but a wise man keeps himself under control - Proverbs 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angry man stirs up dissension, and a hot-tempered one commits many sins - Proverbs 29:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, "Do not murder, and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment." But I tell you that anyone who is angry with his brother will be subject to judgment ... first go and be reconciled to your brother; then come and offer your gift - Matthew 5:21-24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good - Romans 12:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, &lt;b&gt;it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs&lt;/b&gt; - 1 Corinthians 13:4-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The acts of the sinful nature are obvious: sexual immorality, impurity and debauchery; idolatry and witchcraft;&lt;b&gt; hatred, discord, jealousy, fits of rage, selfish ambition&lt;/b&gt;, dissensions, factions - Galatians 5:19-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"In your anger do not sin": Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, and do not give the devil a foothold - Ephesians 4:26-27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. &lt;b&gt;Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice.&lt;/b&gt; Be kind and compassionate to one another, &lt;b&gt;forgiving each other&lt;/b&gt;, just as in Christ God forgave you - Ephesians 4:29-32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now you must rid yourselves of all such things as these: anger, rage, malice, slander, and filthy language from your lips - Colossians 3:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be &lt;b&gt;quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry&lt;/b&gt;, for man's anger does not bring about the righteous life that God desires - James 1:19-20&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not repay evil with evil or insult with insult, but with blessing, because to this you were called so that you may inherit a blessing - 1 Peter 3:9&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-7527145471080679647?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7527145471080679647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=7527145471080679647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7527145471080679647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7527145471080679647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/10/love.html' title='Love,'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3nlzBlakBrU/Tpu8MvM9KZI/AAAAAAAAAuY/yqMnaoUFYyc/s72-c/psalm%2B51-10-12Renew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-8407790338304104386</id><published>2011-10-15T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T01:30:04.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the encounter,</title><content type='html'>You know it's a good net lesson when it speaks to you as you teach it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our encounters with Jesus ought to spark these five things in us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Deeper Worship &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Then he turned toward the woman and said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I came into your house. You did not give me any water for my feet, but she wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You did not give me a kiss, but this woman, from the time I entered, has not stopped kissing my feet. You did not put oil on my head, but she has poured perfume on my feet. Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven—as her great love has shown. But whoever has been forgiven little loves little.” - Luke 7:44-47&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When we encounter the love of God, His wonderful grace and His glory, it causes us to want to give God all our worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Stronger Commitment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When Simon Peter saw this, he fell at Jesus’ knees and said, “Go away from me, Lord; I am a sinful man!” For he and all his companions were astonished at the catch of fish they had taken, and so were James and John, the sons of Zebedee, Simon’s partners. Then Jesus said to Simon, “Don’t be afraid; from now on you will fish for people.” So they pulled their boats up on shore, left everything and followed him. - Luke 5:8-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our encounters with Jesus shows us how powerful God is, and how helpless we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Greater Relationship With God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;From this time many of his disciples turned back and no longer followed him. “You do not want to leave too, do you?” Jesus asked the Twelve. Simon Peter answered him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life. - John 6:66-68&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;• Someone who has truly encountered God will understand that there is NO ONE like Him.&lt;br /&gt;• This understanding moves us towards having a greater relationship with God – because He is the only One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Heartfelt Gratitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now on his way to Jerusalem, Jesus traveled along the border between Samaria and Galilee. As he was going into a village, ten men who had leprosy met him. They stood at a distance and called out in a loud voice, “Jesus, Master, have pity on us!” When he saw them, he said, “Go, show yourselves to the priests.” And as they went, they were cleansed. One of them, when he saw he was healed, came back, praising God in a loud voice. He threw himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him—and he was a Samaritan. Jesus asked, “Were not all ten cleansed? Where are the other nine? - Luke 17:11-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;• Jesus dies on the cross for us so that we can be reconciled back with God – this is an awesome privilege.&lt;br /&gt;• Therefore, when we encounter God, we need to be grateful and thank God for the encounter – just as the leper did after he received His healing from God.&lt;br /&gt;• This gratitude will fuel us to worship deeper, love him greater and be committed to Him even more each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Bolder Witness &lt;/b&gt;(Most important to me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The woman said, “I know that Messiah” (called Christ) “is coming. When he comes, he will explain everything to us.” Then Jesus declared, “I, the one speaking to you—I am he.”Just then his disciples returned and were surprised to find him talking with a woman. But no one asked, “What do you want?” or “Why are you talking with her?” Then, leaving her water jar, the woman went back to the town and said to the people, “Come, see a man who told me everything I ever did. Could this be the Messiah?” They came out of the town and made their way toward him. - John 4:25-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;• We know from the Bible that every time someone encounters Jesus, they leave to tell everyone about Him and what He has done for them.&lt;br /&gt;• Similarly, when we encounter Jesus in our lives, we are empowered to be a bolder witness for Him.&lt;br /&gt;• These encounters with Jesus are like tools in our hands to share His love and his reality to those around us. These are our testimonies of who Jesus is to us and what He can do for everyone! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Taken from net lesson of 14/10/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8407790338304104386?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8407790338304104386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8407790338304104386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8407790338304104386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8407790338304104386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/10/after-encounter.html' title='After the encounter,'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-8665190936104237536</id><published>2011-10-11T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T01:08:53.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless for the day of Christ,  filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ—to the glory and praise of God - Philippians 1:9-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The right attitude, the correct mindset, my thoughts, my speech, my actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All these have to be right if I want to be a person of influence in this generation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more judging others, no more exclusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I gotta be one who leads by example, I gotta be one who fights for righteousness, and not for personal gain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta be bold enough to correct where correction is due, and not shrug it off and accept it just because they are good friends of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To pursue not riches, not fame, not happiness, but to fix my eyes on Jesus, and focus only on achieving Godliness and purity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is my desire, and I hope that you, my friends, share this same vision as me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is my prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8665190936104237536?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8665190936104237536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8665190936104237536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8665190936104237536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8665190936104237536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/10/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3087165572100586218</id><published>2011-10-06T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T00:32:27.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unstoppable prayer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that stop me from praying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - I think too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 - I talk too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 - I rest too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember to pray in all situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer makes me UNSTOPPABLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pray&lt;/i&gt; when a season ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pray&lt;/i&gt; in a crisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pray&lt;/i&gt; for God's will to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pray&lt;/i&gt; to obtain God's promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pray&lt;/i&gt; in weakness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-3087165572100586218?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3087165572100586218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=3087165572100586218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3087165572100586218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3087165572100586218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/10/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-5065123675148714751</id><published>2011-09-16T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T01:01:38.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And He said</title><content type='html'>Finally, &lt;div&gt;finally you see,&lt;div&gt;that you need Me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the creator of the mountains and seas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the birds and the trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you bow your knee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mutter your sorrowful plea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all I see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is that you mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your Father and King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When He said "it is done"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you became my son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so please don't run,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but look to the One,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the light that shines just like the sun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all the burdens that weigh a ton,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will be taken away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one by one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5065123675148714751?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5065123675148714751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5065123675148714751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5065123675148714751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5065123675148714751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-he-said.html' title='And He said'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-2658767502752301787</id><published>2011-09-03T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T13:18:26.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>Two people are better off than one, for they can help each other succeed. If one person falls, the other can reach out and help. But someone who falls alone is in real trouble. Likewise, two people lying close together can keep each other warm. But how can one be warm alone? A person standing alone can be attacked and defeated, but two can stand back-to-back and conquer. Three are even better, for a triple-braided cord is not easily broken. - Ecclesiastes 4:9–12 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-2658767502752301787?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2658767502752301787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=2658767502752301787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2658767502752301787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2658767502752301787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/09/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-7478786347427908584</id><published>2011-08-31T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:26:24.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive</title><content type='html'>The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-7478786347427908584?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7478786347427908584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=7478786347427908584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7478786347427908584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7478786347427908584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/08/forgive.html' title='Forgive'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6579847032813729674</id><published>2011-08-28T09:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:32:45.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude</title><content type='html'>“You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude toward what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6579847032813729674?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6575261128324142025</id><published>2011-08-10T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:15:49.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me, Lord.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fD-wnNnW4KE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried Lord&lt;/div&gt;I tried Lord&lt;br /&gt;I tried hard to be Your good little boy&lt;br /&gt;Chin up, head high&lt;br /&gt;All zeal and no joy&lt;br /&gt;Thinking all my good deeds could please Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was I wrong&lt;br /&gt;Though I knew the right songs, all my cymbals and gongs played the melodies wrong&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn’t long ‘til I saw my disease&lt;br /&gt;A life spent wanting to please&lt;br /&gt;On hands and knees&lt;br /&gt;To make right, to appease&lt;br /&gt;God help me please&lt;br /&gt;This can’t be Christianity, it can’t be&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing’s like insanity&lt;br /&gt;Where’s the rest of eternal security?&lt;br /&gt;Where’s the hope of a God big enough to cope with all my hang-ups and insecurities?&lt;br /&gt;Certainly this isn’t breathing&lt;br /&gt;My chest burning and heaving&lt;br /&gt;It’s like my pulse is ceasing&lt;br /&gt;Like my heart quits beating&lt;br /&gt;Yet this I recall to mind and therefore I have hope:&lt;br /&gt;You died, Lord&lt;br /&gt;You died, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Assuredly, like the coming of the dawn, the Father’s love song goes on&lt;br /&gt;Drowning out my bitter songs&lt;br /&gt;And breaking through walls and barriers&lt;br /&gt;Christ swoops in, removes sin, picks up His bride and carries her&lt;br /&gt;So I can sing in agreement with the King this thing:&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one thing that pleases the Father&lt;br /&gt;The God-man on the tree in the midst of the scoffers&lt;br /&gt;Now I finally see that Christ is what Christ offers&lt;br /&gt;And I’m finally free in the love of the Father&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6575261128324142025?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6575261128324142025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6575261128324142025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6575261128324142025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6575261128324142025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/08/help-me-lord.html' title='Help me, Lord.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fD-wnNnW4KE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-4324919496046075135</id><published>2011-06-11T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T00:32:55.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Glories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sure, the things you used to do were great, but what about now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This has been ringing in my head the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Been reminding me that I need to step up to do something more, more than what I'm doing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sure, I've brought lots of friends to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sure, I've gotten many people saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But that was then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I can boast all I want to my members, the people around me about what I used to be capable of in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But all that really matters is what I can do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What can I do, to get people saved now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm so tied down at work, so tired at the end of each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;How can I boast of what I was able to do in the past, when I was free and energetic, yet now when I'm tied down I can't do what I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I must learn to count on God's strength, and once I'm able to lead people to Christ, no matter how tired I am, I would count that as an accomplishment, and only God gets the glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So often I hear of people who used to do great things in the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But when I see them now, they're just sitting there, being spectators and mere members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think to myself, "there is no retiring, when it comes to the salvation of man."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These old timers can't possibly bask in their past glories and not continue to work for the kingdom of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just like in Matthew 20 : 1-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“For the Kingdom of Heaven is like the landowner who went out early one morning to hire workers for his vineyard.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23768" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;He agreed to pay the normal daily wage and sent them out to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23769" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“At nine o’clock in the morning he was passing through the marketplace and saw some people standing around doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23770" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;So he hired them, telling them he would pay them whatever was right at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23771" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;So they went to work in the vineyard. At noon and again at three o’clock he did the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23772" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“At five o’clock that afternoon he was in town again and saw some more people standing around. He asked them, ‘Why haven’t you been working today?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23773" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“They replied, ‘Because no one hired us.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“The landowner told them, ‘Then go out and join the others in my vineyard.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23774" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“That evening he told the foreman to call the workers in and pay them, beginning with the last workers first.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23775" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;When those hired at five o’clock were paid, each received a full day’s wage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23776" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;When those hired first came to get their pay, they assumed they would receive more. But they, too, were paid a day’s wage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23777" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;When they received their pay, they protested to the owner,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23778" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;‘Those people worked only one hour, and yet you’ve paid them just as much as you paid us who worked all day in the scorching heat.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23779" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“He answered one of them, ‘Friend, I haven’t been unfair! Didn’t you agree to work all day for the usual wage?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23780" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;Take your money and go. I wanted to pay this last worker the same as you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23781" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;Is it against the law for me to do what I want with my money? Should you be jealous because I am kind to others?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-23782" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="woj"&gt;“So those who are last now will be first then, and those who are first will be last.”&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok I'm not dissin' anyone in particular here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But shouldn't it be this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone should be playing their part to add to the kingdom, yet I see idlers and people who think they've done enough and it's time to rest already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are times of rest, but we should never get too comfortable being in rest mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cos' there are people on this earth that only we can reach, and no one else will be able to reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Would you be able to sleep at night, knowing that if these people were to pass away, they'd be placed in eternal torment, and all because you chose to think that there's more time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's time to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No more pride, no more doubt, no more hesitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let's go all out to see this generation saved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="257" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a72yM5D2oSA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Glories'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a72yM5D2oSA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-7902389535997542789</id><published>2011-04-24T07:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T21:12:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yours to take.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xlL698ao4Ak" frameborder="0" width="400" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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take.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xlL698ao4Ak/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-7086438848112396338</id><published>2011-04-14T07:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T07:16:22.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EteS96qEdo4/TaYunm35ZXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/G6eeLstA1Hs/s1600/KneelingAtTheCross.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EteS96qEdo4/TaYunm35ZXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/G6eeLstA1Hs/s400/KneelingAtTheCross.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595210845039191410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be Thou exalted over my reputation, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Cause applause is a poor form of soul medication. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I've tried it for years, but my symptoms remain: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still fretting the day that they'll misplace my name, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still selling my soul for American fame. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Treating the promotion of Jesus like a well oiled machine, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Advancing His kingdom just to snag some acclaim. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now, I'm both comforted and haunted that it isn't just me though. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I see a nation of people needing to feed their own egos, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Parading status like steeples. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do we not know it's evil to love ourselves more than both God and His people? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But see, here's where you turn this poem on it's head, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Cause the greatest among us came as servant instead, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And You humbled Yourself to the point of Your death. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apparently love for the Father's glory runs red. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So friends, will we point to the Son till our own flames grow dim? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will our bright lights become merely night-lights near Him? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Words echo once, let them echo again: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be Thou exalted over my reputation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Jimmy Needham&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-7086438848112396338?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7086438848112396338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=7086438848112396338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7086438848112396338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7086438848112396338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/04/nightlights.html' title='Nightlights'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EteS96qEdo4/TaYunm35ZXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/G6eeLstA1Hs/s72-c/KneelingAtTheCross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-784627226790984998</id><published>2011-04-09T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T01:24:35.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All that I can really do now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf12v6Z9Ty1qeq6mh.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf12v6Z9Ty1qeq6mh.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, please please please reassure me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-784627226790984998?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/784627226790984998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=784627226790984998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/784627226790984998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/784627226790984998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-that-i-can-really-do-now.html' title='All that I can really do now.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-8143005675990867791</id><published>2011-04-04T12:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T12:16:30.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiven and Loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y9FPWJaRr7U" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell me I’m forgiven and loved&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I hear it from the street corner priests&lt;br /&gt;On how God is love and how man can be clean&lt;br /&gt;But my joy has been on holiday&lt;br /&gt;And my peace has almost passed away&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I’m forgiven and free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O I tried and tried to rectify my hopeless situation&lt;br /&gt;But I bought the lie I still have work to do&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m working nine to five like I can earn my own salvation&lt;br /&gt;But there is no condemnation in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O whisper to me now that it’s for real&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause in the silence of these walls righteousness lost its appeal&lt;br /&gt;Dirty deeds have done me in&lt;br /&gt;O but that can’t stop the faithful friend&lt;br /&gt;Giving mercy once again as You heal&lt;br /&gt;Here it is I’m feeling it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O He died, He died to rectify my hopeless situation&lt;br /&gt;And His blood commands my guilt to leave&lt;br /&gt;Now on Calvary I stand&lt;br /&gt;Empty pockets, open hands&lt;br /&gt;O there is no condemnation for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child, you’re forgiven and loved&lt;br /&gt;Child, you’re forgiven and loved&lt;br /&gt;Child, you’re forgiven&lt;br /&gt;And child, you are loved&lt;br /&gt;Child, you’re forgiven and loved&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love exploring new genre of music.&lt;br /&gt;And definitely love exploring different genres of music in the Christian music industry.&lt;br /&gt;This song has superb lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;And the genre makes it sound like Jimmy Needham is the Jason Mraz of of Christian music.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8143005675990867791?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8143005675990867791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8143005675990867791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8143005675990867791'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_0Tg2dtLORc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably one of my favourite songs ever!&lt;br /&gt;Love every aspect of this song.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics, the arrangement, the dynamics.&lt;br /&gt;Takes a really skillful band with a true heart of worship to pull off this song perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I hear this song, I feel so at ease.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the storms, the waves and unrest in my soul suddenly stops.&lt;br /&gt;Everything feels calm and at peace.&lt;br /&gt;Although it's the Holy Spirit that causes this change of atmosphere, I believe this song is that anointed that it welcomes the Holy Spirit in the moment it's being played/sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is real, people.&lt;br /&gt;He loves us, and desires for us to love Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Presence'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_0Tg2dtLORc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-5475450763337454985</id><published>2011-03-29T10:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:08:39.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7tCXObtC_fk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The Lord is my light and my salvation; Whom shall I fear? The LORD is the defense of my life; Whom shall I dread? - Psalm 27:1 (NASB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves us too much to leave us alone.&lt;br /&gt;God, please be my defence for all of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5475450763337454985?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5475450763337454985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5475450763337454985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5475450763337454985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5475450763337454985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/03/lord-is-my-light-and-my-salvation-whom.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7tCXObtC_fk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3151476932656774281</id><published>2011-03-15T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T01:32:28.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently My Favourite Song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="255" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x0cr_i13o4A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's victory in the Cross,&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking free, all my chains are gone&lt;br /&gt;I will sing till my lungs give out&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna shout,&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've found victory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-3151476932656774281?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3151476932656774281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=3151476932656774281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3151476932656774281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3151476932656774281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/03/currently-my-favourite-song.html' title='Currently My Favourite Song!'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x0cr_i13o4A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-9026020031902416767</id><published>2011-03-11T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T03:01:48.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WE.WERE.EPIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ja9Yyl9fxvo/TXkfLP5Dm6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/yOzNyk0haoI/s1600/200480_1755433897855_1599200392_1694936_2158873_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ja9Yyl9fxvo/TXkfLP5Dm6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/yOzNyk0haoI/s400/200480_1755433897855_1599200392_1694936_2158873_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582527491207306146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, really gotta start opening up those old photo albums to reminisce.&lt;div&gt;Really can't remember us being friends since we were THAT small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha wow it's been so many years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're all over the place now, but I guess these long-term friendships are made to last forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to friendship! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-9026020031902416767?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/9026020031902416767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=9026020031902416767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/9026020031902416767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/9026020031902416767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/03/wewereepic.html' title='WE.WERE.EPIC'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ja9Yyl9fxvo/TXkfLP5Dm6I/AAAAAAAAAnI/yOzNyk0haoI/s72-c/200480_1755433897855_1599200392_1694936_2158873_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6452326325070805766</id><published>2011-02-25T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T11:42:01.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fkp9hUlu33A/TWclA6vmgNI/AAAAAAAAAmw/leJ4OKC2XYU/s1600/1peter5_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fkp9hUlu33A/TWclA6vmgNI/AAAAAAAAAmw/leJ4OKC2XYU/s400/1peter5_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577467361220788434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6452326325070805766?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6452326325070805766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6452326325070805766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6452326325070805766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6452326325070805766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fkp9hUlu33A/TWclA6vmgNI/AAAAAAAAAmw/leJ4OKC2XYU/s72-c/1peter5_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6038411546946408238</id><published>2011-02-21T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:30:47.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are from God, little children, and have overcome them; because greater is He who is in you than he who is in the world. - 1 John 4:4 (New American Standard Bible)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6038411546946408238?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6038411546946408238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6038411546946408238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6038411546946408238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6038411546946408238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-are-from-god-little-children-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6511239583119384794</id><published>2011-02-17T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T01:20:25.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a while more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGcqzNHDRfk/TVwHF2___UI/AAAAAAAAAmo/HThe1GCIBnk/s1600/j04306271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGcqzNHDRfk/TVwHF2___UI/AAAAAAAAAmo/HThe1GCIBnk/s400/j04306271.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574338236022521154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been thinking a lot about her as of late.&lt;div&gt;Don't think many will know who I'm referring to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the 'Boy Meets Girl' series, my eyes have really been opened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeah, God still hasn't said anything yet, after I asked Him about her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm guessing I still have to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my green light won't come anyway, not at least for another 3 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 years, I was thinking. 3 years. Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's long. But after reading a passage in the bible, which said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jacob was in love with Rachel and said, “I’ll work for you seven years in return for your younger daughter Rachel.” Laban said, “It’s better that I give her to you than to some other man. Stay here with me.” So Jacob served seven years to get Rachel, but they seemed like only a few days to him because of his love for her.&lt;/i&gt; -Genesis 29 : 18-20 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about it. Wow. Jacob worked 7 years to get the woman he loved. And it seemed like only a few days because his love for her was so strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this would be a test of how strong my love would be for her, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also if she isn't with someone else by the time I finally get the go-ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, God promised me good and not evil in Jeremiah 29:11, so I'm gonna claim it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if she's not the one, I'm sure that God has the perfect one for me out there somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6511239583119384794?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6511239583119384794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6511239583119384794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6511239583119384794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6511239583119384794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-while-more.html' title='Just a while more..'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gGcqzNHDRfk/TVwHF2___UI/AAAAAAAAAmo/HThe1GCIBnk/s72-c/j04306271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3816865562706220340</id><published>2011-02-08T03:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T03:23:01.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arthur, Y U SO LIDDAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TVBGh2TrpgI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ODK_gFdsXNw/s1600/worship1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TVBGh2TrpgI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ODK_gFdsXNw/s400/worship1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571030286384997890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been dreading school a lot these few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I drag my feet to the lab to do work.&lt;br /&gt;This really isn't for me.&lt;br /&gt;I try SO HARD, but really, this school, this course really isn't for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in year 3 already.&lt;br /&gt;Survived till here only by God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;The grace that I really really need right now.&lt;br /&gt;School's really been taking the life out of me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now more short tempered and easily weary.&lt;br /&gt;Need to snap out of this.&lt;br /&gt;Been so distracted thinking of the plans that God has in store for me after I graduate and after NS.&lt;br /&gt;These 3 years are gonna be quicker if I purpose to live for him not just after NS, but before and during it.&lt;br /&gt;Right now that's just my struggle.&lt;br /&gt;I enter school with the mentality that the devil resides in my school (which in fact I quite strongly believe he does).&lt;br /&gt;I really need God to empower me during this period.&lt;br /&gt;Bad enough I don't have many friends in school, bad enough my parents aren't really showing me the emotional and spiritual support that I need.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really counting on God's strength and grace to pull through right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong. - 2 Corinthians 12:9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-3816865562706220340?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3816865562706220340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=3816865562706220340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3816865562706220340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3816865562706220340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/02/arthur-y-u-so-liddat.html' title='Arthur, Y U SO LIDDAT.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TVBGh2TrpgI/AAAAAAAAAmg/ODK_gFdsXNw/s72-c/worship1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-298981156166142703</id><published>2011-01-16T23:04:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T23:50:38.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well it's only been 16 days into 2011 and it feels like 1/4 of the year has gone by already!&lt;/div&gt;It's been one super eventful year so far.&lt;br /&gt;Many hang outs and birthdays.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we end off 2010 with Watchnight Service at VFC like we do every year without fail! Super crazy night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML-u84HgI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IWcUvWDAaKY/s400/165299_182428018453709_100000595364433_544282_1047452_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562803137115856386" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML_AnbZEI/AAAAAAAAAl8/dCvP2kTqPJ8/s400/167894_493593148959_614438959_5877632_2407846_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562803141857731650" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we start off 2011 with a sleepover at my place, most of us stayed awake till morning. Was really madness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML0xvL39I/AAAAAAAAAlU/xqlksDqv5Rw/s400/164800_493597893959_614438959_5877814_7675886_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562802966065045458" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st Sunday of the year, was on choir duty for both morning and evening duty! Had lunch with Lavette, CheeKit and Josephine at Sho Teppan at Raffles Place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML1KO1wpI/AAAAAAAAAlc/A9Eq2ACeI3s/s400/164850_487926388235_538998235_5740373_4194596_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562802972640264850" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrated our dear net leader Ces' birthday at net with her new haircut! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML0X4Ek4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/6rbpE6YvQM0/s400/162862_485167299295_745559295_6094216_3365225_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562802959122994050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting up for some quality time over dinner with awesome friends and some new found friends! And a surprise pre-birthday celebration for YingTing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML-9de_tI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ec4VwCNSEaE/s400/166658_492835848235_538998235_5821788_2436761_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562803141010718418" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course the clock struck 12midnight and it's time for the real surprise! With a different group this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTMMMXNFfgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wu0Y0GEKySc/s1600/168566_500225598959_614438959_5994715_4357773_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTMMMXNFfgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wu0Y0GEKySc/s1600/168566_500225598959_614438959_5994715_4357773_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTMMMXNFfgI/AAAAAAAAAmM/wu0Y0GEKySc/s400/168566_500225598959_614438959_5994715_4357773_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562803371259559426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the weekend comes! Couldn't attend net due to my dad's birthday, had a great sushi dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prawning on Saturday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy foul mood in the morning (I'm not a morning person).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overslept, thank God Nicholas stayed over if not I'd miss the whole prawning activity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML_AbQmNI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6TbbOtkmpkM/s1600/167988_501318848959_614438959_6007834_7349582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML_AbQmNI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6TbbOtkmpkM/s1600/167988_501318848959_614438959_6007834_7349582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML_AbQmNI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6TbbOtkmpkM/s400/167988_501318848959_614438959_6007834_7349582_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562803141806692562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monopoly deal after catching the prawns and while waiting for the really helpful people to barbeque the prawns for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML-lv291I/AAAAAAAAAls/VmeB-652BNs/s1600/165625_501325123959_614438959_6008040_6552844_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML-lv291I/AAAAAAAAAls/VmeB-652BNs/s400/165625_501325123959_614438959_6008040_6552844_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562803134645335890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, edge! Love it. I'm always found here on Saturdays by hook or by crook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best place to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML0rQLNZI/AAAAAAAAAlM/PM4SD-rrLTk/s1600/164186_501329953959_614438959_6008184_1677246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML0rQLNZI/AAAAAAAAAlM/PM4SD-rrLTk/s400/164186_501329953959_614438959_6008184_1677246_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562802964324365714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just wanna thank God for his never ending love and faithfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And for blessing me with such great friends who are a source of joy and encouragement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you Jesus for using me to be able to share Your salvation with my best friends in secondary school, Nicholas, Vincent, and Jonger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so glad to have learned that Nicholas' mum is actually fine with him coming to church! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Praise the Lord!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And also, I've started discipling with Jonger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;God is really so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's one of my favourite songs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Really declaring how good God is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fCpy1Bg255A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fCpy1Bg255A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, The Edge has started on this new series on Boy Meets Girl.&lt;div&gt;Talking on the topic about relationships, finding the right person for you and stuff like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a really enriching 2 sessions already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do encourage everyone to come down to check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTMRf57_HyI/AAAAAAAAAmU/kb_6B33N3fk/s400/167581_10150124349489257_522889256_7551427_5748169_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-298981156166142703?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/298981156166142703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=298981156166142703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/298981156166142703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/298981156166142703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-so-far.html' title='2011 so far'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TTML-u84HgI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IWcUvWDAaKY/s72-c/165299_182428018453709_100000595364433_544282_1047452_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6187332587093660180</id><published>2011-01-13T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T00:20:58.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TS3Uy3odl_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/1SlcJDLdnpo/s1600/tumblr_lex1dlGj851qd6zvuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TS3Uy3odl_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/1SlcJDLdnpo/s400/tumblr_lex1dlGj851qd6zvuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561335085264639986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feelings - don't you hate them sometimes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6187332587093660180?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6187332587093660180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6187332587093660180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6187332587093660180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6187332587093660180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2011/01/feelings-dont-you-hate-them-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TS3Uy3odl_I/AAAAAAAAAk0/1SlcJDLdnpo/s72-c/tumblr_lex1dlGj851qd6zvuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-4158959348815115255</id><published>2010-11-23T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T18:43:35.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you ever loved somebody put your hands up. &lt;br /&gt;Now they’re gone and you wish you could give them everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-4158959348815115255?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4158959348815115255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=4158959348815115255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/4158959348815115255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/4158959348815115255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-you-ever-loved-somebody-put-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-8220778512960558456</id><published>2010-10-30T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:15:17.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/arthur_phua/pic/0002dbqa/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="214" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/arthur_phua/pic/0002dbqa/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it's been about 3 months since I've been here.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a roller coaster ride of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Having to choose between so many things.&lt;br /&gt;Having to make decisions that will affect relationships positively.&lt;br /&gt;It's been trying, it's been tough.&lt;br /&gt;However, thank God for the patience he's given me.&lt;br /&gt;Always, I've been asked, "so who's better? Them or us?".&lt;br /&gt;And I always have to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was starting to get accepted in the 3/4 cliques, this had to happen.&lt;br /&gt;God sees the bigger picture, of course.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to accept that I'm a part of 7/8 now, but being part of a new region doesn't necessarily mean that I have to throw away old relationships.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to learn to find the balance.&lt;br /&gt;Hope God continues to grant me strength in this.&lt;br /&gt;All seems to be going good at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;7/8 is great, but it's definitely not home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for the day that I can finally go home (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8220778512960558456?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8220778512960558456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8220778512960558456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8220778512960558456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8220778512960558456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-phase.html' title='A new phase'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-2857540533369424352</id><published>2010-10-02T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T03:46:00.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qjEj9fI/AAAAAAAAAkY/98CMF8G4W50/s1600/9434_139951166949_635516949_2488784_2367814_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qjEj9fI/AAAAAAAAAkY/98CMF8G4W50/s400/9434_139951166949_635516949_2488784_2367814_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523165396148155890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qssNSbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ZWpufLwFkF8/s1600/9127_1254424722789_1294697038_744566_8197342_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qssNSbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ZWpufLwFkF8/s400/9127_1254424722789_1294697038_744566_8197342_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523165398730361266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qBW1NlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/C3jZ7oxSyHw/s1600/5688_118262188784_730403784_2194346_5166583_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qBW1NlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/C3jZ7oxSyHw/s400/5688_118262188784_730403784_2194346_5166583_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523165387097978450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qKGcRKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/9GE5ZktUrdc/s1600/5649_151420421288_522566288_3440381_6208675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qKGcRKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/9GE5ZktUrdc/s400/5649_151420421288_522566288_3440381_6208675_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523165389445153954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5p4wrFwI/AAAAAAAAAj4/n8lZ_ipPGbs/s1600/4730_113357351288_522566288_2777863_461784_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5p4wrFwI/AAAAAAAAAj4/n8lZ_ipPGbs/s400/4730_113357351288_522566288_2777863_461784_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523165384790447874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going through all photos of 2009-2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it suddenly dawned on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't be spending time with the people who mean the world to me on days like Christmas, regional youth activities, dinners, lunches, suppers, hangouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't felt the full force of it till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighhh, I really miss all the times we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's all far gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-2857540533369424352?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2857540533369424352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=2857540533369424352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2857540533369424352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2857540533369424352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/10/officially-missing-you.html' title='Officially Missing You'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TKY5qjEj9fI/AAAAAAAAAkY/98CMF8G4W50/s72-c/9434_139951166949_635516949_2488784_2367814_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-9059955666263137770</id><published>2010-07-18T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T01:11:33.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>That's what this generation is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-9059955666263137770?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/9059955666263137770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=9059955666263137770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/9059955666263137770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/9059955666263137770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/07/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-7120678597102239544</id><published>2010-06-25T09:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:06:21.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voices</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TCQOyipu7II/AAAAAAAAAjo/B4m24DuIwkg/s1600/worship_33095345_std%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 409px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486526507502201986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TCQOyipu7II/AAAAAAAAAjo/B4m24DuIwkg/s400/worship_33095345_std%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So many voices in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Some tell you where to go.&lt;br /&gt;Some tell you who you should be.&lt;br /&gt;Some tell you what they want you to be.&lt;br /&gt;Confusion sets in.&lt;br /&gt;Doubt creeps in.&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all these voices, who should we all listen to?&lt;br /&gt;The voice of truth, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Just because someone tells you to be something you're not, and though it may feel like that person's right, though it may seem like the right thing to do, just ask yourself, "Is that what God wants me to do?"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, friends, we shouldn't always trust the voices we hear everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Instead we should be still, wait upon the Lord, to hear His voice, through the Word, by worshipping Him, and of course in prayer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A simple man believes anything, but a prudent man gives thought to his steps. (Proverbs 14:15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And of course, the devil has a voice too.&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, his words are always so luring, so tempting.&lt;br /&gt;We gotta be wise to be able to detect that it's the devil's voice speaking.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, when a temptation to do something bad comes, even if it may seem small, stuff like disobeying parents, etc, we gotta stop and question ourselves, and if your conscience starts to stir up in you, you KNOW that you're not doing the right thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I am afraid that just as Eve was deceived by the serpent's cunning, your minds may somehow be led astray from your sincere and pure devotion to Christ. (2 Corinthians 11:3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-7120678597102239544?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7120678597102239544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=7120678597102239544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7120678597102239544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7120678597102239544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/06/voices.html' title='Voices'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/TCQOyipu7II/AAAAAAAAAjo/B4m24DuIwkg/s72-c/worship_33095345_std%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-5274146075828106857</id><published>2010-06-02T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:54:31.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Corinthians 13 : 4-7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it keeps no record of wrongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5274146075828106857?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5274146075828106857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5274146075828106857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5274146075828106857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DISAPPEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6382025320488831214?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6382025320488831214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6382025320488831214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6382025320488831214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6382025320488831214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S9b85QryMTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ejzpR_d9FnU/s400/watw-group-459.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464833258522030386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Tahoma, Verdana, Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We all need somebody that we can lean on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;when you wake up look around and see that your dreams gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;when the earth quakes we’ll help you make it through the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;when the floor breaks a magic carpet to stand on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;we are the World united by love so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;when the radio isn’t on you can hear the songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a guided light on the dark road your walking on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a sign post to find the dreams you thought was gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;someone to help you move the obstacles you stumbled on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;someone to help you rebuild after the rubble’s gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;we are the World connected by a common bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Love the whole planet sing it along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-4991822586486459439?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4991822586486459439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=4991822586486459439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/4991822586486459439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/4991822586486459439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-world.html' title='We are the world'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S9b85QryMTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ejzpR_d9FnU/s72-c/watw-group-459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-5662234907626003829</id><published>2010-04-21T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T00:32:58.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make my day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S83XMiBmNTI/AAAAAAAAAjY/yjkBCkp8bGU/s1600/Buddies+4+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S83XMiBmNTI/AAAAAAAAAjY/yjkBCkp8bGU/s400/Buddies+4+life.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462258533362185522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5662234907626003829?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5662234907626003829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5662234907626003829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6076551206151518867</id><published>2010-04-13T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:53:34.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Yours</title><content type='html'>If You washed away my vanity&lt;br /&gt;If You took away my words&lt;br /&gt;If all my world was swept away&lt;br /&gt;Would You be enough for me?&lt;br /&gt;Would my beating heart still sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lost it all&lt;br /&gt;Would my hands stay lifted&lt;br /&gt;To the God who gives and takes away&lt;br /&gt;If You take it all&lt;br /&gt;This life You've given&lt;br /&gt;Still my heart will sing to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my life is not what I expected&lt;br /&gt;The plans I made have failed&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing left to steal me away&lt;br /&gt;Will You be enough for me?&lt;br /&gt;Will my broken heart still sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if You take it all away&lt;br /&gt;You'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Take it all away&lt;br /&gt;But I still know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm Yours&lt;br /&gt;I'm still Yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6076551206151518867?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6076551206151518867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6076551206151518867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6076551206151518867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6076551206151518867'/><link rel='alternate' 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height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S74EBzEmKbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5jbT-e-xdkY/s400/P180709_21.51%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457804227355486642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S74EBd74ttI/AAAAAAAAAjI/IVJwoIOX9jU/s1600/Net+Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S74EBd74ttI/AAAAAAAAAjI/IVJwoIOX9jU/s400/Net+Group.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457804221681809106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S74EBBKav5I/AAAAAAAAAjA/fts1MOQG4e8/s1600/Groupies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S74EBBKav5I/AAAAAAAAAjA/fts1MOQG4e8/s400/Groupies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457804213958131602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S74DzoiLdzI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ZsxHfTF_ntI/s1600/9732_162791911872_522786872_3452362_3772947_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S74DzoiLdzI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ZsxHfTF_ntI/s400/9732_162791911872_522786872_3452362_3772947_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457803984008607538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's amazing how life has brought us together as friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been an awesome journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though the future's uncertain, I do pray that we remain as friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That we'll be there to pick each other up, to encourage each other, and to trust each other with secrets, to pray for one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers to another awesome year of friendship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Friendship isn't bout who you've known the longest, it's about who came &amp;amp; never left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6979522269702397017?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S74EBzEmKbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5jbT-e-xdkY/s72-c/P180709_21.51%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-5040914967034201473</id><published>2010-03-26T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:31:57.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll be a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S6wOgvNSh0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/nU65TbD8IAg/s1600/tumblr_kzo60iCnjU1qa9o8bo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S6wOgvNSh0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/nU65TbD8IAg/s400/tumblr_kzo60iCnjU1qa9o8bo1_400.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452749204429637442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the nights&lt;br /&gt;We'd stay up just laughing&lt;br /&gt;Smiling for hours&lt;br /&gt;At anything&lt;br /&gt;Remember the nights&lt;br /&gt;We drove around crazy in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the nights&lt;br /&gt;We made our way dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Hoping of being&lt;br /&gt;Someone big&lt;br /&gt;We were so young then&lt;br /&gt;We were too crazy&lt;br /&gt;In love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go out&lt;br /&gt;We'll be safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;We'll take control of the world&lt;br /&gt;Like it's all we have to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;And we'll be a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5040914967034201473?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5040914967034201473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5040914967034201473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5040914967034201473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5040914967034201473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-be-dream.html' title='We&apos;ll be a dream'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S6wOgvNSh0I/AAAAAAAAAiw/nU65TbD8IAg/s72-c/tumblr_kzo60iCnjU1qa9o8bo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-1462362293272570939</id><published>2010-03-21T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:48:26.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I,</title><content type='html'>Restore this bridge that was destroyed?&lt;div&gt;This bridge that linked me to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-1462362293272570939?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1462362293272570939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=1462362293272570939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1462362293272570939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1462362293272570939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-do-i.html' title='How do I,'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-9215103207131448024</id><published>2010-03-13T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:45:58.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S5ulG0RlTLI/AAAAAAAAAio/JpXoJb1JjmM/s1600-h/Uniquest+net!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S5ulG0RlTLI/AAAAAAAAAio/JpXoJb1JjmM/s400/Uniquest+net!.jpg" 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href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_13.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S5ulG0RlTLI/AAAAAAAAAio/JpXoJb1JjmM/s72-c/Uniquest+net!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-8215378658566879250</id><published>2010-03-13T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T12:19:48.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>When this is over,&lt;div&gt;We'll be so much older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8215378658566879250?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8215378658566879250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8215378658566879250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8215378658566879250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8215378658566879250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/03/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3491376451814531741</id><published>2010-03-09T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:47:31.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;Cause everything you do and words you say&lt;br /&gt;You know that it all takes my breath away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-3491376451814531741?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3491376451814531741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=3491376451814531741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3491376451814531741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3491376451814531741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/03/cause-everything-you-do-and-words-you.html' 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href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3484935406903915643</id><published>2010-03-08T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T00:21:14.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I thought</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought that everyone would've given up on me,&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought that I've run out of tears to cry,&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought that I didn't have a friend who'd pray for me,&lt;br /&gt;You just had to come and prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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thought'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-8817996207445164336</id><published>2010-03-07T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:46:13.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If</title><content type='html'>If only you knew, if only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8817996207445164336?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8817996207445164336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8817996207445164336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8817996207445164336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8817996207445164336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/03/if.html' title='If'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6673630863887084845</id><published>2010-02-28T22:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:50:25.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kept me alive all this while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEQVt07SwVA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEQVt07SwVA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 5:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:13-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 "You are the salt of the earth, but if salt has lost its taste, how shall its saltiness be restored? It is no longer good for anything except to be thrown out and trampled under people’s feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 "You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house. 16In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 28:16-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go.17 When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18 Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19 Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20 and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard in a sermon before, that if you are always one to complain, it probably means that you've been thinking too much about yourself. And once you start putting others first, you find that you complain less, because you'd see how fortunate you are compared to others. How true is that? I see the joyful people, they're joyful because they spend so much time helping others that they don't really care about their problems all that much, because they know that they can count on God in times of crisis. Well, I guess I still have a lot to learn. Gotta learn to put others before myself, and try to shake off the devil and his book of lies. Loneliness is just gonna be another phase that and I know I'll make it through with God by my side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6673630863887084845?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6673630863887084845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6673630863887084845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6673630863887084845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6673630863887084845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-kept-me-alive-all-this-while.html' title='What kept me alive all this while.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-2023674916694277964</id><published>2010-02-18T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:35:15.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What hurts the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCq6Y3gTN7M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WCq6Y3gTN7M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;That don’t bother me&lt;br /&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Was being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin’ to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;But I’m doin’ It&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Still Harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret&lt;br /&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;br /&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I was trying to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-2023674916694277964?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2023674916694277964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=2023674916694277964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 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But I still love this memory :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S3bs27b0-BI/AAAAAAAAAiY/_sFEBUDVPZQ/s1600-h/5078_96241888235_538998235_1913544_67500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/S3bs27b0-BI/AAAAAAAAAiY/_sFEBUDVPZQ/s400/5078_96241888235_538998235_1913544_67500_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437794028507953170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8487334718893582614?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8487334718893582614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8487334718893582614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8487334718893582614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8487334718893582614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-was-probably-taken-months-ago-but.html' title='This was probably taken months ago. 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I'll be here by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting for proof that there's&lt;br /&gt;Sunsets and silhouette dreams&lt;br /&gt;All my sand castles fall&lt;br /&gt;Like the ashes of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;And every wave drags me to sea&lt;br /&gt;I could stand here for hours&lt;br /&gt;Just to ask God the question&lt;br /&gt;"Is everyone here make-believe?"&lt;br /&gt;With a tear in His voice&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Son, that's the question."&lt;br /&gt;Does this deafening silence mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;To no one but me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-4063012141231505162?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4063012141231505162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find serenity and happiness,&lt;br /&gt;they may be jealous;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good you do today,&lt;br /&gt;people will often forget tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you have,&lt;br /&gt;and it may never be enough;&lt;br /&gt;Give the world the best you've got anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, in the FINAL analysis,&lt;br /&gt;it is between you and God;&lt;br /&gt;It was never between you and them anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8719540065859700508?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8719540065859700508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we don't have the kind of job that requires us to be at work all the time, so we can spend more time with our family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we might earn less, and though maybe sometimes we might encounter a crisis, shouldn't it be the time where we become more dependent on God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we're so rich, it gets to our head that we did it on our own, that we don't need God to provide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because we have it all planned out, "Wow, you see, because I saved so much, I managed to avoid this crisis here, blah blah blah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if we just have enough to get by, we would say something like, "I know I can trust God to provide me in this time, so that at the end of this trial we can stand and glorify God with an awesome testimony."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shouldn't that be the way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rather than trying so hard to earn more money, that you forsake time spent with your family, that you skip church meetings and services because you have to be overseas working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do people even do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially as Christians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes us different from the rest of the world if we follow the standards of the world by trying to gain wordly possessions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so, disappointing, when I think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me sick to think what Christian parents are drilling into the minds of their children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuff said, I'm just feeling so, so disappointed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8341414240895054472?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8341414240895054472/comments/default' 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ministry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys are amazing and really anointed worshippers of God and it's been an honour playing my guitar with you all on stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep rocking out for Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My net (JJ, PinXuan, Marcia &amp;amp; Weeling)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanna thank you all for being such good friends to me, for coming to net so faithfully, for your constant prayers and encouragements. I pray that 2010 will be the year where our net finally grows and explodes! Where we will have to multiply at least 3 times! That's what I'm believing God for! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brothers from other mothers (James, GabHo, David, YanHan, Andes &amp;amp; Ivan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys are my best friends in the world! Would never trade you for any other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really wanna thank you for all the fun times, the retardeness, the chillout sessions, and everything else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's just too many to mention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really thank God for giving me such friends, you guys are amazing and I really hope that we'll stay as great friends forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forgetting my sistersss! (Annabelle, Evelyn, Lavette, Pamela, Wendy, EstherLim &amp;amp; Lynette)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gals have been the most encouraging people towards me ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've really never had gal-friends in sec sch cos I was quite the loser (haha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so it's been a really interesting &amp;amp; new experience getting to know you all during 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also thank God for all the times spent together and the constant blurness you gals have sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also hope that we all stay as great friends forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, who can forget region 3/4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best region of VFC everrrr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a great sign that we've been growing, not just in numbers, but we're growing in the Lord too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope that we'll all catch the vision of 2010, and grow so much that we'll have to push region 1/2 into the overflow sector! That would be so awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I haven't forgotten my friends from school (Aiman, Lohes, Haziqah, Baini &amp;amp; Ain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys have been the best company to have in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really an experience getting to know you all better during the Hainan trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As well as playing poker together, all the hang outs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stupid situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laughing at lecturers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing lame stuff together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the brotherhood [We can't call ourselves brothers 4 anymore cos we have so many!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Nicholas, Jonger, Asri, ZhangYi, KangLun &amp;amp; Vincent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we haven't been able to meet up as a whole group, just wanna thank you all for being there for me in secondary school. For all the laughs, the lan gaming, the movies, everyday after school outings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you guys and you all will forever have a special place in my heart. God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh who can forget my disciple, Jeremy Yap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanna say I can see God doing a work in your life, do continue to be faithful in attending services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's great seeing you grow so much in the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you become a great man of God as you mature in Him in 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8218246349496381377?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8218246349496381377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8218246349496381377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8218246349496381377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8218246349496381377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-thank-yous-i-have-to-say.html' title='A few Thank Yous I have to say.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-2320388985559980061</id><published>2009-12-28T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:09:09.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so true, Every single one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1. Guys may be flirting around all day, but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2. Guys are more emotional than you think, if they loved you at one point, it'll take them a lot longer than you think to let you go, and it hurts every second that they try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;3. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;4. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;5. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;6. Guys don't care how gorgeous you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;7. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;8. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;9. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;10. Guys love you more than you love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;11. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. They rarely use beautiful or gorgeous. If a guy uses that, he loves you or likes you a whole heck of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;12. No matter how much guys talk about whats on the outside,personality is the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;13. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant but some know that it was just probably nothing so if it is supposed to mean something then make that meaning noticeable so that they can react on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;14. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;15.If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and he is really thinking about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;16. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;17.When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;18. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;19. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;20. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;21. No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;22.NOT ALL GUYS ARE JACKASSES. Just because ONE is a jackass doesnt mean he represents ALL of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;23.When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;24.Even if you dump a guy months ago and he loved you he probably still does and if he had one wish it would be you to come back into his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-2320388985559980061?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2320388985559980061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=2320388985559980061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2320388985559980061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2320388985559980061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-so-true-every-single-one.html' title='This is so true, Every single one.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-2726657151469675792</id><published>2009-12-25T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:48:59.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>2009 was the craziest year so far...&lt;div&gt;I shudder to think what 2010 would bring me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New situations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some I'm looking forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other's I'm just dreading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just know that I won't be making any new year's resolutions this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe just one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's to be more sensitive to others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and maybe to be able to actually save money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='2010'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6015572138492191407</id><published>2009-12-22T02:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:32:19.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the way down, I saw You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="440" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xvDZ0eaq2Cs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xvDZ0eaq2Cs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-family:georgia, serif;"&gt;Sick and Tired of this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There's no more air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Trippin' over myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Goin' nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Suffocating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I took a dive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And on the way down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you saved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I won't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The way you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On the way down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I almost fell right through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I held onto you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been wondering why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's only me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have you always been inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Waiting to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wake up and yeah, I'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was so afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Of going under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The weight of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Feels like nothing, no, nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're all I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're all I needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're all I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're all I needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I won't forget the way you loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All that I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All that I needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I held onto you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I held onto you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6015572138492191407?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6015572138492191407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6015572138492191407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6015572138492191407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6015572138492191407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-way-down-i-saw-you.html' title='On the way down, I saw You.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-5972740398385088514</id><published>2009-12-19T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:33:46.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the verge of a breakdown,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you saved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5972740398385088514?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5972740398385088514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5972740398385088514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5972740398385088514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5972740398385088514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-verge-of-breakdown.html' title='On the verge of a breakdown,'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-2338875542198188156</id><published>2009-12-12T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:58:23.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry I'm not who you want me to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-2338875542198188156?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2338875542198188156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=2338875542198188156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2338875542198188156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2338875542198188156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sorry-im-not-who-you-want-me-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-7807496764712544098</id><published>2009-12-12T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T01:39:44.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz thingy.</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Baini to do this quiz. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yea, you can say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you bored?&lt;br /&gt;A: Very.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you fair?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you indian?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you stupid?&lt;br /&gt;A:No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you honest?&lt;br /&gt;A: Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you irish?&lt;br /&gt;A: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you nice?&lt;br /&gt;A: Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Are you asian?&lt;br /&gt;A: Duhzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten facts.&lt;br /&gt;Full name: Arthur Phua ___ ___&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Turtle (Thur thur)&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Selangor&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: Brownish Black.&lt;br /&gt;Hair style: Punk (Not ah beng-ish)&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;DOB: 21st December 1991&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Cranky&lt;br /&gt;Favourite colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;One place you wished to visit: New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or That.&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust: Love.&lt;br /&gt;Cats or dogs: Cats.&lt;br /&gt;Best friends or regular friends: Best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Creamy or crunchy: Crunchy.&lt;br /&gt;Pencil or pen: Pen.&lt;br /&gt;Wild night out or romantic in: Romantic in.&lt;br /&gt;Money or happiness: Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Night or day: Night.&lt;br /&gt;IM or phone: IM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever.&lt;br /&gt;Been caught sneaking out: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Seen a polar bear: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret: Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Jumpin: Yeah, at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;Eat an entire Jaw breaker?: Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Been caught naked: Err, no?&lt;br /&gt;Wanted gf back?: Never had one.&lt;br /&gt;Cried because lost a person forever: No.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to disappear: Too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preference of love.&lt;br /&gt;Smile or eyes: Can I choose both?&lt;br /&gt;Light or dark hair: Dark.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs or kisses: Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Shorter or taller: Shorter :P&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence or attraction: Have a fairly good amount of both qualities.&lt;br /&gt;Violent or pathetic: Ehhh, both are too extremes, I'm not choosing.&lt;br /&gt;Older or younger: Younger.&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing or quiet: Depending on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet or bad: Sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tag anyone to do this quiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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thingy.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3891875152365570358</id><published>2009-12-12T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:19:04.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout,</title><content type='html'>Shout!&lt;div&gt;If the devil shouts at you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shout back even more aggressively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't let anyone steal your shout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-3891875152365570358?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Great dance performance, great worship. Though I had to do ushering duty zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had Astons dinner. Black pepper chicken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went gyming with Joshua Ong and Yan Han the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lunch at Astons(again), without Joshua but Andes joined us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had beef this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edge conference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A powerful life changing 3 days dedicated to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lots of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The T-shirts rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worship was off the hook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The preachers were full of anointing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The workshops were power packed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did ushering for one of the nights and my did I enjoy myself that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ushering is so fun at youth services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to stay back to tear down after the whole conference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Term tests are over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was my last paper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home to eat lunch before heading out to Lynette and Lavette's house to chill(melt).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a good time I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm just glad things are kinda stabilized now ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-1591025625743629099?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1591025625743629099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=1591025625743629099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1591025625743629099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1591025625743629099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/12/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-4896070566014396922</id><published>2009-12-08T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:14:45.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be on your guard.</title><content type='html'>Everyone, remember that the devil attacks the moment you are spiritually 'up'.&lt;div&gt;Do be cautious, my friends, do not waiver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-4896070566014396922?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4896070566014396922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=4896070566014396922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/4896070566014396922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/4896070566014396922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-on-your-guard.html' title='Be on your guard.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-190957787799287345</id><published>2009-12-07T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T12:26:46.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Corinthians 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28651" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;If I speak in the tongues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 6px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28652" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28653" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 6px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28654"  style=" line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28655"  style=" line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28656"  style=" line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28657"  style=" line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28658" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28659" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;For we know in part and we prophesy in part, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28660" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28661" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28662" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28663" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-190957787799287345?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/190957787799287345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=190957787799287345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/190957787799287345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/190957787799287345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/12/1-corinthians-13-love-1-if-i-speak-in.html' title='1 Corinthians 13'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6674694306018015627</id><published>2009-12-07T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:34:12.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ephesians 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29290" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29291" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29292" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;But among you there must not be even a hint of sexual immorality, or of any kind of impurity, or of greed, because these are improper for God's holy people. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29293" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;Nor should there be obscenity, foolish talk or coarse joking, which are out of place, but rather thanksgiving. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29294" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;For of this you can be sure: No immoral, impure or greedy person—such a man is an idolater—has any inheritance in the kingdom of Christ and of God.&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29295" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;Let no one deceive you with empty words, for because of such things God's wrath comes on those who are disobedient. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29296" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;Therefore do not be partners with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29297" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Live as children of light &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29298" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;(for the fruit of the light consists in all goodness, righteousness and truth) &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29299" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;and find out what pleases the Lord. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29300" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;Have nothing to do with the fruitless deeds of darkness, but rather expose them. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29301" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;For it is shameful even to mention what the disobedient do in secret. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29302" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;But everything exposed by the light becomes visible, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29303" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;for it is light that makes everything visible. This is why it is said:&lt;br /&gt;   "Wake up, O sleeper,&lt;br /&gt;      rise from the dead,&lt;br /&gt;   and Christ will shine on you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29304" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29305" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29306" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the Lord's will is. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29307" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;Do not get drunk on wine, which leads to debauchery. Instead, be filled with the Spirit. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29308" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;Speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs. Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29309" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29310" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;Submit to one another out of reverence for Christ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6674694306018015627?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6674694306018015627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-589477490118164003</id><published>2009-10-26T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:37:08.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How my soul longs for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span 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roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Love is the only thing we live in this world for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-2639204997489798121?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2639204997489798121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=2639204997489798121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2639204997489798121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/St6XYIJbtLI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Amc6WBG_E2M/s1600-h/Random+group+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/St6XYIJbtLI/AAAAAAAAAf0/Amc6WBG_E2M/s400/Random+group+shot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394915844396135602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Emotions never felt before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-1756704184416093054?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, it's been a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sure didn't seem that long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess, I'll miss your presence a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope the past year in heaven has been enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To eternity (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5875271804776122465?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5875271804776122465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5875271804776122465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5875271804776122465'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SPTQf5uWGFI/AAAAAAAAANo/ViN5Jqt4-S0/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SPTQf5uWGFI/AAAAAAAAANo/ViN5Jqt4-S0/s400/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257055911537940562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so what we feared the most has finally come to past.&lt;br /&gt;The news came as we were on the way home to Singapore earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that dad's mind must have been in a whirl the moment he heard the news.&lt;br /&gt;It also made the trip up to Malaysia worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;At least we got to spend time with him in his final days.&lt;br /&gt;All the suffering has finally left him for good.&lt;br /&gt;He's with God now, rejoicing in heaven with the angels.&lt;br /&gt;He got saved about 3 years back I think.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure about the details, I was just glad that he finally gave his life to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I have appreciated him enough during his time on earth.&lt;br /&gt;He was a good man, always looking out for the family, and making tough choices for us.&lt;br /&gt;He used to cross highways the way we cross normal roads just to get to the market and buy breakfast back for all of us, despite his age.&lt;br /&gt;He walked slowly, but he always made it back safely, by God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;Even when he's hearing became weaker, he still continued to buy breakfast for everyone, walking the 1km+ to the market every morning.&lt;br /&gt;When his vision became impaired, he still continued to do the same, all out of love.&lt;br /&gt;But what did I do?&lt;br /&gt;I complained the food wasn't nice, Singapore's breakfast is better.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't respond when he spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bother to learn Cantonese to communicate with him.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't spend enough time with him, thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I went up to Malaysia to visit him and my relatives, he would give me $50 SGD to spend, saying that I was too skinny and needed to eat more.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I spent the money eating, but I took the money for granted and always expected him to give and give.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the time spent in Malaysia this time, I felt such a strong feeling of sadness, as I realised that this was the man who used to look after me since I was a baby.&lt;br /&gt;He was the one who watched me grow up and always did what was best for me.&lt;br /&gt;He was the one who always rejoiced and smiled every time he saw me.&lt;br /&gt;And not once have I appreciated him for that.&lt;br /&gt;Like they say, you never know what you got till its gone.&lt;br /&gt;And now, all I can do is hold back the tears and be strong.&lt;br /&gt;While this phrase keeps ringing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-family:courier new,courier,monospace;font-size:12px;" id="slly"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In every season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are still God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a reason to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a reason to worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that he's finally out of the pain and suffering, and I can rejoice in this situation because I know that he's with our Father in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;In every season, He is still God, He will never fail, He has a plan.&lt;br /&gt;Even when Grandpa's gone, life still has to move on, we can't mourn forever.&lt;br /&gt;We can look forward to the day when we meet with him in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Till then, we will carry on living for God, because He will never fail us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everybody for showing so much support to me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Do keep the family in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;And may God help us to be strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5744978850333836415?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5744978850333836415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5744978850333836415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5744978850333836415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Will you miss me if I leave?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So many things coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So many bad and horrible things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's one storm after another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A typhoon, then a tornado, followed by a hurricane, and then a whirlwind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like I'm being tossed about, and there's nothing I can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna run away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Take refuge till the storms blow over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't think I'll have the strength to face any storm head on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've grown so tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The only thing keeping me alive is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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leave?'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-2716818081126806593</id><published>2009-10-07T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T01:13:11.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Proverbs 14:29&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A patient man has great understanding,&lt;br /&gt;but a quick-tempered man displays folly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matthew 7:1-5 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge not, that you be not judged. For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you. Why do you see the speck that is in your brother's eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when there is the log in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother's eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-2716818081126806593?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2716818081126806593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=2716818081126806593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2716818081126806593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/2716818081126806593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7644615970325191495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-need-to-take-refuge.html' title='I need to take refuge...'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-843480774773689826</id><published>2009-10-03T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:43:57.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I realised,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That I was after something too far fetched.&lt;br /&gt;It was impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back at square one.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a reason to love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-843480774773689826?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/843480774773689826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=843480774773689826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/843480774773689826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/843480774773689826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-i-realised.html' title='And I realised,'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-8779935601765040952</id><published>2009-10-02T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:25:25.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I lie.</title><content type='html'>You lie inside your head. Your thoughts confuse you, and you would rather be anyone else than yourself. You convince yourself of things that aren't true. You might think you are ugly, stupid, mean, or annoying, when you are actually none of those things. You constantly put yourself down and convince yourself that you don't deserve anything good. You don't hear compliments and when people give you one, you deny it. You give others the compliments you wish you could give yourself, but when you think of who you are, only the negative comes to mind. It is possible you are paranoid about what others are saying about you behind your back, or are trying to match yourself to an impossible standard. There might have been someone in your life who put you down so much you actually started to believe it. Trust me, if you think you are a bad person, you most likely aren't. Bad people think they are good, otherwise they wouldn't be as mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lie because you mistake it for the truth. When others tell you positive things about yourself, you often just believe they are lying to make you feel better. In actuality, they are telling the truth and you are lying to yourself. Your weakness are the people who don't openly compliment you, but truly believe you are amazing anyway. Their compliments are along the lines of "You make me feel happy" or "You are my everything." A lot of people find these cheesy, but these are the compliments that allow you to feel good about yourself for who you are. When people tell you good things about themselves and tell you it's all because of you, the dark lies you tell yourself seem to float away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8779935601765040952?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8779935601765040952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8779935601765040952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8779935601765040952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8779935601765040952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-i-lie.html' title='How I lie.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3215240387114208978</id><published>2009-09-29T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:07:24.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly. Accurate to the max.</title><content type='html'>INFP - The Idealist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a special and sensitive individual that needs a career which is more than just a job. You need to feel that what you do everyday has special meaning and can live your life in accordance to your strong value system. You are focused on constant growth and have a positive outlook on life. Because you are driven to do find meaning and purpose in your work, you will be happiest in careers where you are allowed to work towards those values you hold and towards the greater good of humanity as a whole. Many of the great writers of the world have been INFPs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of your personality traits include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Strong value systems&lt;br /&gt;* Warmly interested in people&lt;br /&gt;* Service-oriented, usually putting the needs of others above your own&lt;br /&gt;* Loyal and devoted to people and causes&lt;br /&gt;* Future-oriented&lt;br /&gt;* Growth-oriented; always want to be growing in a positive direction&lt;br /&gt;* Creative and inspirational&lt;br /&gt;* Flexible and laid-back, unless a ruling principle is violated&lt;br /&gt;* Sensitive and complex&lt;br /&gt;* Dislike dealing with details and routine work&lt;br /&gt;* Original and individualistic - "out of the mainstream"&lt;br /&gt;* Excellent written communication skills&lt;br /&gt;* Prefer to work alone, and may have problems working on teams&lt;br /&gt;* Value deep and authentic relationships&lt;br /&gt;* Want to be seen and appreciated for who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of your suggested careers are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Writer&lt;br /&gt;* Counselor / Social Worker&lt;br /&gt;* Teacher / Professor&lt;br /&gt;* Psychologist&lt;br /&gt;* Psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;* Musician&lt;br /&gt;* Clergy / Religious Workers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-3215240387114208978?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3215240387114208978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=3215240387114208978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3215240387114208978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3215240387114208978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/exactly-accurate-to-max.html' title='Exactly. Accurate to the max.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3523050835486821543</id><published>2009-09-29T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:42:23.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life's nothing without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-3523050835486821543?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3523050835486821543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=3523050835486821543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3523050835486821543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3523050835486821543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-lifes-nothing-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-7313057320227287242</id><published>2009-09-28T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:37:48.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cannons</title><content type='html'>All glory, honor, power is Yours forever amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-7313057320227287242?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7313057320227287242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=7313057320227287242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7313057320227287242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/7313057320227287242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/cannons.html' title='Cannons'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6463085135408049977</id><published>2009-09-24T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:17:27.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplator</title><content type='html'>You are likely a deep thinker who likes to go inside your own head. You are likely more intelligent than the average person, and possess a need to retreat to your own "think zone" in order to recharge. You might not always speak your thoughts even thought you know you know the answer. Instead you wait for someone to ask you what your thoughts are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6463085135408049977?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6463085135408049977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6463085135408049977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6463085135408049977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6463085135408049977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/contemplator.html' title='Contemplator'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-5761630192329095362</id><published>2009-09-24T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:39:36.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So close,</title><content type='html'>So close to becoming who I was before.&lt;div&gt;I'm scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5761630192329095362?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5761630192329095362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5761630192329095362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5761630192329095362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5761630192329095362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-close.html' title='So close,'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-4136199581883006842</id><published>2009-09-22T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:19:00.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See the diversity...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-4136199581883006842?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4136199581883006842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=4136199581883006842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/4136199581883006842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/4136199581883006842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/see-diversity.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-8934955662926293624</id><published>2009-09-18T03:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T03:11:35.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Arthur got a message that on this day, God wants him to know...&lt;br /&gt;... that it's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just rest for a moment. It's OK. Yes, things are crazy, yes, the world is going nuts. Yet, deep underneath the stormy waves, there, in the core of your being, there is pure silence, pure love. And ... it's ... just ... OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-8934955662926293624?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8934955662926293624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=8934955662926293624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8934955662926293624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/8934955662926293624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-1398235667811617789</id><published>2009-09-18T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:28:36.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shouldn't have put so much trust in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-1398235667811617789?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1398235667811617789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=1398235667811617789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1398235667811617789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1398235667811617789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-guess.html' title='I guess,'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-6475701240693916044</id><published>2009-09-15T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:31:45.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So come home running,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So come home running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;His arms are open wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;His name is Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He understands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He is the answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You are looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So come home running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just as you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-6475701240693916044?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6475701240693916044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=6475701240693916044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6475701240693916044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/6475701240693916044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-come-home-running.html' title='So come home running,'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-1564400306933176943</id><published>2009-09-12T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:15:38.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isaiah 43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Savior of Israel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 But now, O Jacob, listen to the Lord who created you.&lt;br /&gt;O Israel, the one who formed you says,&lt;br /&gt;“Do not be afraid, for I have ransomed you.&lt;br /&gt;I have called you by name; you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 When you go through deep waters,&lt;br /&gt;I will be with you.&lt;br /&gt;When you go through rivers of difficulty,&lt;br /&gt;you will not drown.&lt;br /&gt;When you walk through the fire of oppression,&lt;br /&gt;you will not be burned up;&lt;br /&gt;the flames will not consume you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 For I am the Lord, your God,&lt;br /&gt;the Holy One of Israel, your Savior.&lt;br /&gt;I gave Egypt as a ransom for your freedom;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Ethiopia and Seba in your place.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A few thanks I have to express here : &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Wendy Goh, for not giving up on me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. David Lim, for being a great friend.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. Esther Lim, for comforting me when I wept.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. Andes Tan, Evelyn Pek, Lavette Chua, James Pek, Pamela Quek for just being my friend and sticking with me though I may be a jerk at times.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. My dear net, JJ, Marcia and Pin Xuan for always being so supportive.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. My brother, Stanley, for always understanding me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you so much, my dear friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', serif; font-style: italic; "&gt;Thanks for not giving up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for all the counsel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-1564400306933176943?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1564400306933176943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=1564400306933176943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1564400306933176943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/1564400306933176943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/isaiah-43-savior-of-israel-1-but-now-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-5694567956082547923</id><published>2009-09-09T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:18:10.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's take what hurts, and write it all down.&lt;br /&gt;On these paper walls, and this empty house.&lt;br /&gt;And when our ink runs out, we'll burn it to the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-5694567956082547923?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5694567956082547923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=5694567956082547923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5694567956082547923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/5694567956082547923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-take-what-hurts-and-write-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696551817863570087.post-3246747840751531177</id><published>2009-09-07T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:18:16.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;Away from here I'll be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6696551817863570087-3246747840751531177?l=waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3246747840751531177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6696551817863570087&amp;postID=3246747840751531177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3246747840751531177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6696551817863570087/posts/default/3246747840751531177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://waiting-4or-you.blogspot.com/2009/09/way-away.html' title='Way away'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04307432257199472260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hTXQXnjvNeQ/SKlr6Znq6KI/AAAAAAAAAJI/3XHeDcPok6E/S220/EMO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
