<?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-874662841158697290</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:10:22.930-07:00</updated><category term='Song of Songs'/><category term='Proverbs'/><category term='1 Peter'/><category term='Romans'/><category term='Psalms'/><category term='James'/><title type='text'>His grace to me</title><subtitle type='html'>Praise to the Lord Jesus Christ, who's always gracious and loving to me along the journey of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-2911011239724131447</id><published>2010-06-03T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T00:56:21.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>默契</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;就在今天，就在今天，可以如此享受这一秒。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;聆听"Only love"，脚指头禁不起想跟着节奏拍起来。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Only Love 愛是我最美麗的原因  像空氣 自然而然就懂得呼吸&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;多珍惜 我和你有的這種默契  ......因为　真愛存在" 。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我有同感 :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我相信 -  默契，是在同个时间有着同一个想法，可以看着对方按耐不住地咯咯笑了起来&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-2911011239724131447?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/2911011239724131447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=2911011239724131447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/2911011239724131447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/2911011239724131447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='默契'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-7429722716849672776</id><published>2009-08-29T04:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:15:08.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Sat morning</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord,&lt;div&gt;Thanks for sending wonderful friend like her into my life, i had a great time with her this morning. Love the sandwiches, love the tablecloth, love the rose milk tea, love the drizzling rain, love that corner of W.Warmers, and I want to remember this moment of time. Thanks for wonderful photos through her camera, dear God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet You're smilling from above too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love You for everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-7429722716849672776?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/7429722716849672776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=7429722716849672776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/7429722716849672776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/7429722716849672776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonderful-sat-morning.html' title='Wonderful Sat morning'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-2712867917006737427</id><published>2009-08-28T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:09:26.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOC - paid by His love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SpeIF16624I/AAAAAAAAAqM/r8wlqHpQHos/s1600-h/ist2_7036422-free-price-tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SpeIF16624I/AAAAAAAAAqM/r8wlqHpQHos/s200/ist2_7036422-free-price-tag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374914314244905858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;When the world offers me every good deal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;with a price tag to pay on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;      ........ Jesus offers me His best - Free of Charge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;Love u Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/874662841158697290-2712867917006737427?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/2712867917006737427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=2712867917006737427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/2712867917006737427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/2712867917006737427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2009/08/foc-paid-by-his-love.html' title='FOC - paid by His love'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SpeIF16624I/AAAAAAAAAqM/r8wlqHpQHos/s72-c/ist2_7036422-free-price-tag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-1310840134037787164</id><published>2009-08-28T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:12:54.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord in reign .. rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SpeC8UNMXSI/AAAAAAAAAqE/enxgjt7DL1Q/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SpeC8UNMXSI/AAAAAAAAAqE/enxgjt7DL1Q/s200/rain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374908653017783586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(41, 48, 59);  font-size:13px;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss u today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You waters the earth with pouring rain this morning. I think i don't really like that much of water at the same time, my jeans get all wet. But i'm thankful that You're still in reign even in the rain today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward for the holy communion next week, it just reminds me of how great You are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lotsa love from D' lil heart of,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);  font-style: italic; line-height: 32px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven" Ecclesiastes 3:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/874662841158697290-1310840134037787164?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/1310840134037787164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=1310840134037787164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/1310840134037787164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/1310840134037787164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-god-i-miss-u-today.html' title='Lord in reign .. rain'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SpeC8UNMXSI/AAAAAAAAAqE/enxgjt7DL1Q/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-829704370238994107</id><published>2008-08-21T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T07:30:55.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>I love weddings. It's a great event to celebrate the gift of love from God to bless this newly wed couple. I can't imagine myself walking down the aisle yet, but i always love to see the moment when the bride walks down the aisle to her bride and the moment where they say their vows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237262785436874114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SK5-wVFWdYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9ieCvcqKVAU/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some time ago, I asked my friend, who'll be the groom for his wedding very soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I asked "I wonder would you cry, the moment you see her walking down the aisle and also when you say your vows to her? and i wonder will she cries when she say her vows."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I don't know, some ppl cry when they say their vows", He said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"I hope you will cry for her too, hahaha... For me, most probably i'll cry la next time, i cannot tahan. "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hahaha... I hope i won't. If she cry, i see her cry, then i might cry also, kao giak..."&lt;/em&gt; He said again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Maybe I'll cry even louder when i walk down the aisle, if the man i'm marrying is not handsome at all... hahahahaha" I said.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah... the last part is just a joke. I always expect the bride to cry when her man is reading his vow, coz that's so touching! But i hardly find man that will have tears running down their cheeks when their bride is walking towards them, down the aisle. I saw this in Bishop Jake's blog, he wrote about his daughter's wedding and how he walked her down the aisle hand in hand. See below. or click &lt;a href="http://www.tdjenterprises.com/blog/?p=48#more-48"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;".....Well, when I walked her down the aisle and felt her trembling hand in mine, I looked up and there was her groom looking deeply into her eyes with tears unashamedly running down his cheeks and the same look of total enchantment that I have had since her mother birthed her! It was then that I almost lost it. I thought, “We do have something in common, we both love her and that is a good place to start!” So we were two wet-eyed dudes at the wedding, sniffing and snotty nosed....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His son in law was in tears as he saw his bride walking down the aisle. I cannot imagine that, it must be a great joyful moment. Thus, i asked my friend, whether he'll cry on his wedding day, i hope he will! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF i were that guy, i would definitely think of this song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-OEa2TTN4pE"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'beautiful as you'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the moment i see her walking down the aisle, it says &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I've been waiting a life time for you, for you. And I've dreamed about you. Pictured in my mind who I would see. But I never imagined just how beautiful you'd be..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow! such a breathe taking moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It also reminds me of the second coming of Christ, the church as the bride of Christ will be united with Christ the bridegroom. There will be the wedding ceremony to take place in heaven to celebrate the eternal union of Christ and His bride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is the bride of Christ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As believers in Jesus Christ, we are the bride of Christ that will wait with great anticipation for the day to come where we'll be united with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christ has given Himself sacrificially on the cross to pay the price and chosen His church (us) to be His bride. In&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ephesians 5:25 - 27 it says "Husbands, love your wives, just as &lt;strong&gt;Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her&lt;/strong&gt; to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. "&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, we have been redeemed at a cost of His blood, and made holy, and also be filled with the holy spirit. Just as there was a betrothal period in biblical times during which the bride and groom were separated until the wedding, so it the bride of Christ separate from her Bridegroom during the church age. Our responsibility as His bride during the betrothal period is to be faithful and submissive to Him. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ephesians 5:24 - Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And also to love Him with all our heart &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deuteronomy 6:5 "You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SK7LacGMG7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/pzsGaMPH4sk/s1600-h/b1_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237347071757654962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="203" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SK7LacGMG7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/pzsGaMPH4sk/s320/b1_4.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as the day comes at the second coming of Christ... we will rejoice and celebrate the wedding of Christ and His church. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Revelation 19: 7 - 9 Let us rejoice and be glad and give him glory! For the wedding of the Lamb has come, and his bride has made herself ready. Fine linen, bright and clean, was given her to wear." (Fine linen stands for the righteous acts of the saints.) Then the angel said to me, "Write: 'Blessed are those who are invited to the wedding supper of the Lamb!' " And he added, "These are the true words of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... i still wonder, will Christ have tears in His eyes when He see His bride walking towards Him.... and how will we react... when we meet Him face to face in heaven one day? I wonder.... but i cannot imagine still... how it will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/874662841158697290-829704370238994107?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/829704370238994107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=829704370238994107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/829704370238994107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/829704370238994107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SK5-wVFWdYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/9ieCvcqKVAU/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-6617281536958703380</id><published>2008-08-09T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T08:32:43.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made me beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(repost from my old blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Mary &amp;amp; my cousin sis came down to Pg andwe had seafood dinner at Oriental seafood shop on Sun night.As i was quietly waiting for my aunt to order the food,mum pulled me aside and pointed out to the aquariums beside the stall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:"Look! lobsters...! and mantis prawns... beautiful right? You see... I've never knw that mantis prawns can move so beautifully in the water and look at the body of lobsters... the designs are so unique and beautifullook... look.. come take a look!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at her and i said&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've seen it before, and I find it geli (irritating), with all the legs.. it's scary"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"U knw what, they're just as beautiful as how God has designed and created them uniquely. It's amazing to know that God created them, even in every small little details. The wonders of nature shows you how mighty and amazing God is."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole dinner,I was wondering why would God just spent so much time and effort to design orcreate something beautiful in His eyes when He knew that the creaturewould have be eaten by human beings in just less than half an hour,and took only less than 5 mins to admire the beauty of it's shell? Why would He created beautiful flowers that will wilt in just days? I soon realized, that all the effort and time thatHe put in every creation, is out of love.It was simple to understand His heart by putting it in layman's term. I once put alot of love n effort to bake cookies for someone else, it was solely made out of love, even when i was stirring the batter, u can find me smilling all the way until the cookies are out frm the oven. I knew that the cookie could be 'dissapearing'in someone's stomach in less than 5 minsit's logically a 'waste' to spend so much time for just 5 mins. But it was purely an expression of loveIt was out of love, God made all His creation beautifulan expression of love that takes time and effort,even though i thought it was worthless to do that for just alobster(awaiting to be eaten) to look so detailed and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJ23YrurdUI/AAAAAAAAAck/hPUeGZDgMHc/s1600-h/rejoicing+in+God"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232539976757638466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJ23YrurdUI/AAAAAAAAAck/hPUeGZDgMHc/s200/rejoicing+in+God%27s+gift+of+u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i wake up and the first thing i said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"God, I thank you, for making me beautiful in your eyes".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just reminded me that the low self esteem of me should just fade away slowly day by day through the love of God that made me beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-6617281536958703380?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/6617281536958703380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=6617281536958703380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/6617281536958703380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/6617281536958703380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/08/made-me-beautiful.html' title='Made me beautiful'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJ23YrurdUI/AAAAAAAAAck/hPUeGZDgMHc/s72-c/rejoicing+in+God%27s+gift+of+u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-5301016713421742546</id><published>2008-08-02T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:41:17.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song of Songs'/><title type='text'>Arise, my darling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJT-ToxY62I/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZkmgS_wbT5w/s1600-h/630003_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230084680599530338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJT-ToxY62I/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZkmgS_wbT5w/s200/630003_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thurs night, as i was doing my devotion, i decided to read out loud chapter 2 of song of Songs to my dear Lord Jesus. As i was reading the passage aloud, it became so difficult to finish reading verse 10 untill 13. I was so convinced that God spoke to me through these three verses. He said:"Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;My lover spoke and said to me, "Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;12 &lt;/span&gt;Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the most beautiful word that the Lord has spoken to me, He calls me His darling, His beautiful one. Such a great affection that He'd shown me and He's drawn me to Him with His loving kindness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Jeremiah 31.3 says: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving-kindness"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"The winter is past; the rains are over and gone".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; He assured me, that the cold and gloomy session in my life has past, and over. So leave it behind, and move forward. As the flowers appear on the earth, trees bears its early fruit, and vines blossoming.... telling me that spring is coming... the season of spring in my life has began. &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He says. Again, He assured me with His love, to follow Him and He will walk with me, together I'll spend the new season of my life with Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It reminds me an old chinese hymn written on song of songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“主啊，你吸引我，我就快跑随你，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我心深深与主密契。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;虽然南风吹来，虽然北风兴起，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;却溢出我园中香气。我主全然美丽，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我主满我心意。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;主，你属我，我也属你，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;众水不能熄灭，大水不能淹没，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我必我必爱主到底。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Dear Lord you draw me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and I will come with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My heart's full affection for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Though the north blows past, and the south wind will blow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the fragrance be wafted abroad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My Lord, you're beautiful, my Lord fulfils my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dear Lord you're mine, and dear Lord I'm yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Water will not destroy, and the floods will not drawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lord I will, I will love you so."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my prayer for Him, and yes i will draw close to you Lord, because He first loved me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-5301016713421742546?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/5301016713421742546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=5301016713421742546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/5301016713421742546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/5301016713421742546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/08/arise-my-darling.html' title='Arise, my darling!'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJT-ToxY62I/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZkmgS_wbT5w/s72-c/630003_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-6731086144583900963</id><published>2008-07-30T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T05:34:12.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song of Songs'/><title type='text'>Poetic book - song of songs</title><content type='html'>I love poems. A personalized poems scores a higher satisfaction rate over any other gift i might receive. But too bad, this is not the era of shakespears. To get a piece of special written poem is rare and precious, even myself can't write poems! *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this in etsy...&lt;br /&gt;A book of 6 poems handmade poetry book. Here's a note from the author:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJGDF8BFySI/AAAAAAAAAbs/62VtKnnVYhs/s1600-h/poem.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229104780387141922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJGDF8BFySI/AAAAAAAAAbs/62VtKnnVYhs/s320/poem.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"I started writing poems when I was nineteen. It was a hot year and a long time ago. These poems I wrote in winter. I thought of my first poem when I was walking down 15th with a sheet of stamps in my hand. I can't remember how it went. Thank you for reading."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The poems are printed on quarter sized premium bond paper and bound in a handmade hardcover book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6 Poems, 24 Pages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's cheap because I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was priced $4.00. Aww... i wouldn't have sell my poems that cheap (if i could write any), u know? And just as i was looking at this page, i was reminded that God reflects his poem of love to us through the bible too. I turned to Song of Songs, and so i read about it again that night. I used to have goosebumps reading through Song of Songs in my younger days, it sounds... weird and 'too romantic' to me. But things has changed ever since my relationship with God has been 'upgraded' from a role of a heavenly father or God the provider, to the lover of my soul recently. I feel such sweetness in my soul as i read through the verses. I love chapter 2 the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially Songs of song 3:2, Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my lover among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'I delight to sit in his shade'&lt;/span&gt;, it gives me a great masculine sense of safe and protection. Now, i might not be perfectly accurate in intepreting the bible verse, but at least this is what i seriously feel about it. I hope you'll love the song of songs as much as i do, leaving you with the whole chapter 2 Song of Songs. Bible is not boring at all, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song of Solomon 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beloved&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lover&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Like a lily among thorns is my darling among the maidens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beloved &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my lover among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 He has taken me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me is love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 His left arm is under my head, and his right arm embraces me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelles and by the does of the field:Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8 Listen! My lover! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9 My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10 My lover spoke and said to me, "Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11 See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12 Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13 The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lover &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15 Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beloved &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16 My lover is mine and I am his; he browses among the lilies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17 Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn, my lover, and be like a gazellen or like a young stag on the rugged hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229153640263663218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJGvh9PbPnI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Bktob6Ky01A/s400/swweet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-6731086144583900963?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/6731086144583900963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=6731086144583900963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/6731086144583900963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/6731086144583900963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/07/poetic-book-song-of-songs.html' title='Poetic book - song of songs'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SJGDF8BFySI/AAAAAAAAAbs/62VtKnnVYhs/s72-c/poem.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-1485344753455268377</id><published>2008-07-29T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T17:50:31.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverbs'/><title type='text'>Friends are gifts from God</title><content type='html'>Since young, i'm not really exposed to the 'true color' of the real world. Everyone i know, every friends i had is not even a harm to me, in fact, it caused me to trust people easily. Mum always warn me, "you'll never know what kind of people you will face in the world, so be careful".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've....... always neglected that piece of advise, and so i've learned my lesson through the hard way many of times. Throughout the years, i realize that true friends among peers are hard to find. They don't just talk about tips for shopping, or discounts. At times, they'll just look at you, and by one glance they'll know what you're up to. Especially when you're sad or in trouble, they'll just know what they should or should not say to you at that very moment. I thank God for those great friends, though there are not many, only a handful of them. But... God always send them right in time for me, for good advise, as well as comfort for tears. I read what He says about friends in Proverbs today, and i think it's a good piece of scriptures for us to ponder. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 27:5,6,9, 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Open rebuke is better than love carefully concealed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Faithful are the wounds of a friend, but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ointment and perfume delight the heart, and the sweetness of a man’s friend gives delight by hearty counsel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Do not forsake your own friend or your father’s friend, nor or go to your brother’s house in the day of your calamity; Better is a neighbor nearby than a brother far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;箴 言 27&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;当 面 的 责 备 强 如 背 地 的 爱 情 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;朋 友 加 的 伤 痕 出 於 忠 诚 ； 仇 敌 连 连 亲 嘴 却 是 多 馀 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 膏 油 与 香 料 使 人 心 喜 悦 ； 朋 友 诚 实 的 劝 教 也 是 如 此 甘 美 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 你 的 朋 友 和 父 亲 的 朋 友 ， 你 都 不 可 离 弃 。 你 遭 难 的 日 子 ， 不 要 上 弟 兄 的 家 去 ； 相 近 的 邻 舍 强 如 远 方 的 弟 兄 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree, many of times, open and sincere rebuke from a friend or peers is not pleasing to our ears, it might be 'hurtful' too if we've been too protective to ourself. But it would be far much better to know the truth than to hear from a friends who only wants to please your ears with lies coated with honey. You may scream or defend yourself against what they say at first, but do remember these few scriptures, and start thinking of what is right and what is wrong. God don't simply just place good friends around you, there must be a purpose they are there for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May you be blessed with good friends like mine too, good friends are God's way of giving us hugs on special days...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI8wvvq5XkI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3RJqCAubehE/s1600-h/01AwcAX3evhcwAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA_.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228451289208806978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI8wvvq5XkI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3RJqCAubehE/s200/01AwcAX3evhcwAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA_.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-1485344753455268377?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/1485344753455268377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=1485344753455268377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/1485344753455268377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/1485344753455268377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-are-gifts-from-god.html' title='Friends are gifts from God'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI8wvvq5XkI/AAAAAAAAAbg/3RJqCAubehE/s72-c/01AwcAX3evhcwAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA_.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-4448386597152414963</id><published>2008-07-28T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T07:32:55.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romans'/><title type='text'>Inseperatable love of Christ</title><content type='html'>Almost everyone have their own favourite scripture. Most of the people i know, loves Psalms 23. "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want...". However, this is not my favourite scripture. My favourite scripture always relates specifically to God's love. I don't know why. Even when i was really young, like... 3 or 4 yrs old, i was trained to recite John 3:16 on the stage. Few years ago, when one of the pastor prophesize to me, the first thing he do is reciting John 3:16. Why? i don't know. But i just want to share with you, my favourite verse in the bible. It's all about Christ's love that is inseperatable from us. This truth set us free from condemnation, guilt, bondages, worries, lies, fears and any other thing, because through the love of Christ, we are more than conquerors above all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Romans 8:35-39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;35Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? 36As it is written: "For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered."[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote l" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=52&amp;amp;chapter=8&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-28138l"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;] 37No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote m" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=52&amp;amp;chapter=8&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-28140m"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;] neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;罗马书 8:35-39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;35 谁 能 使 我 们 与 基 督 的 爱 隔 绝 呢 ？ 难 道 是 患 难 麽 ？ 是 困 苦 麽 ？ 是 逼 迫 麽 ？ 是 饥 饿 麽 ？ 是 赤 身 露 体 麽 ？ 是 危 险 麽 ？ 是 刀 剑 麽 ？&lt;br /&gt;36 如 经 上 所 记 ： 我 们 为 你 的 缘 故 终 日 被 杀 ； 人 看 我 们 如 将 宰 的 羊 。&lt;br /&gt;37 然 而 ， 靠 着 爱 我 们 的 主 ， 在 这 一 切 的 事 上 已 经 得 胜 有 馀 了 。&lt;br /&gt;38 因 为 我 深 信 无 论 是 死 ， 是 生 ， 是 天 使 ， 是 掌 权 的 ， 是 有 能 的 ， 是 现 在 的 事 ， 是 将 来 的 事 ，&lt;br /&gt;39 是 高 处 的 ， 是 低 处 的 ， 是 别 的 受 造 之 物 ， 都 不 能 叫 我 们 与 神 的 爱 隔 绝 ； 这 爱 是 在 我 们 的 主 基 督 耶 稣 里 的 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI8p3Zag6AI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JfwGRRcccNk/s1600-h/gdfren.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228443724092073986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI8p3Zag6AI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JfwGRRcccNk/s200/gdfren.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-4448386597152414963?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/4448386597152414963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=4448386597152414963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/4448386597152414963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/4448386597152414963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/07/inseperatable-love-of-christ.html' title='Inseperatable love of Christ'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI8p3Zag6AI/AAAAAAAAAbY/JfwGRRcccNk/s72-c/gdfren.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-3319356472003856207</id><published>2008-07-28T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:11:52.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is your worship just a 'make up' or a lifestyle?</title><content type='html'>I just read the article below as i was preparing for coming CG worship this morning. True enough, this is one of my fear and concern for my bros and sis in Christ during praise and worship. Are we just following the usual ritual of singing song after songs and entering free worship but spiritually there's still an emptiness in our life? I pray that we will be a true worshipper in our lifestyle not just limited of what we had for Sunday or in CG worship session. May God dwells in the worship of His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;By Ludwig Scheider &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A rather unpleasant proverb states: “Some women do things to change their appearance for which a secondhand dealer would be put into prison.” Wrinkles are filled in to make one look young again. Of course people who are well-groomed make a better impression than those who are not; nevertheless, godliness and a healthy lifestyle cannot be replaced with cosmetics or covered with makeup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Perhaps I am too critical, but I sometimes experience “praise and worship” that reminds me of makeup, as if they are trying to cover up the missing presence of the Holy Spirit. Anyone who talks about food all the time is usually hungry. In the same way, an over-emphasis on the Holy Spirit could be a sign that He is not there, and this is covered up with artificial praise and worship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Yes, God calls His saints to worship Him (Psalm 30:4) for He dwells in the praises of His people (Psalm 22:3). However, we should not overlook the fact that He is speaking here only about His saints. In other words, the prerequisite for being able to praise God acceptably is the fulfillment of: “You shall be holy, for I the Lord your God am holy” (Leviticus 19:2; 1 Peter 1:16). Praise and worship must be an expression and consequence of our holy walk with the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Otherwise, we are just going through the motions. To sing song after song or to have a long sermon to simply fill up the time allotted for the service does not bring the Holy Spirit. Even “spirit-filled” churches can fall into habitual worship that is little more than dry ritual.&lt;br /&gt;“What are your multiplied sacrifices to Me? I have had enough of [them]” (Isaiah 1:11). God does not want quantity, but quality of praise and worship from men and women who are leading a life that has been sanctified by God. Anything else is unacceptable to God for “He who turns away his ear from listening to the Law, even his prayer is an abomination” (Proverbs 28:9). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Korah’s faction lost not only their calling but also their lives because they offered their own fire. They tried to bring down the Holy Spirit on their own. Although singing one verse of a song over and over again may get us into a spiritual mood, it is not necessarily the working of the Holy Spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-3319356472003856207?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/3319356472003856207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=3319356472003856207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/3319356472003856207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/3319356472003856207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-your-worship-just-make-up-or.html' title='Is your worship just a &apos;make up&apos; or a lifestyle?'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-2930882584365844947</id><published>2008-07-25T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:08:58.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalms'/><title type='text'>Reason to sing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SIoIZumnuzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rRMF6OCR7rQ/s1600-h/890960_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226999555616652082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SIoIZumnuzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rRMF6OCR7rQ/s200/890960_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to sing. Sometimes i think it must be the influence from my mum. When she was pregnant with me, she just accepted Christ and was so in love with church song. She would come home with the old church song book and sing it together with my dad back at their rented room. Dad would play guitar to accompany her. Guess i must had taken free music lesson since i was in her womb. By the grace of God, i still love to sing now, although i dont really sing well, but the passion is in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i went to secondary school around form 1, I joined school choir, and that's the starting of a nightmare. We were trained for the yearly inter school choir competition and the only aim is to secure the 1st place in competition continuously years over years. Training was tiring and demanding, and deep inside my little heart, all i ever wanted is just to sing it with all my heart. I tried my best, to feel the song and sing it out with all my facial expression. I thought that was good enough. However, there's once, where we were training for a sad song, and were taught to sing it with a frown face, full of expression. Wow... this is easy for me, i sang it with all my heart full of sorrow as well as it's shown on my face. Next thing i know, the conductor was pointing at me, asking me to stop smiling and i'm spoiling the song. My goodness, i was trying my very best and yet people is thinking that i was smiling and spoiling the song. I was sad, it's hard to please everyone; what people see on ur face, sometimes does not equals to the truth that's beneath one's heart. I shake off the bad feelings as time goes by, understanding that the fact, this is just a 'show' after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i grew older, my friends started to invite me for Karaoke sessions. It was fun at first, with all the girls getting together to sing our favourite worldly songs. I only attend those KTV sessions on their birthdays, as it's not really that cheap per session. Once a while, i would initiate to sing with the girls, to release stress... untill a point of time, i begin to realize, there's no meaning of singing some sad love songs in a room just for self satisfaction. In fact, i do not feel satisfied at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I start to stop and think. What is the meaning of singing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am i singing for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am i made to sing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who bothers if i sing or i don't? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who really look into my heart when i sing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only answer i get, is all about God. God made me and tuned my voice to be such, either i sound sweet or not so sweet (awful?), it's all from Him. And I'm made to sing for Him and praise His for His loving kindness. Many times, when i think i sounds really awful, singing in the shower or alone, amazingly... i can still feel God's presence as i praise Him with all my heart. He doesn't care whether i looked sorrow or happy enough by the look of my face, nor i sound great in perfect keys, He simply just look at my heart. It is so wonderful, knowing that God appreciates and loves to listen to our praises everyday. I've found my reason to sing.... that is to sing thy praises to worship thee forever and ever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 9:1 - 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I will praise you, O Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I will be glad and rejoice in you; I will sing praise to your name, O Most High.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-2930882584365844947?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/2930882584365844947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=2930882584365844947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/2930882584365844947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/2930882584365844947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/07/reason-to-sing.html' title='Reason to sing'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SIoIZumnuzI/AAAAAAAAAaI/rRMF6OCR7rQ/s72-c/890960_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-3127449632428086036</id><published>2008-06-01T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:50:05.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Trials and temptation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;James 1: 2 - 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; 3&lt;/span&gt; because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Perseverance must finish it's work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;who gives generously to all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;without finding fault&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and it will be given to him. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; 8&lt;/span&gt; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;How gracious is our Lord, who answers prayers without finding our fault and flaws when we come before him, as sinners. Thanks for your grace and mercy O Lord, there's none like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/874662841158697290-3127449632428086036?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/3127449632428086036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=3127449632428086036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/3127449632428086036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/3127449632428086036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/06/trials-and-temptation.html' title='Trials and temptation'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-874662841158697290.post-8626814523825775218</id><published>2008-06-01T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:37:03.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 Peter'/><title type='text'>Be Holy as the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SEKz0mtRLJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7lDLKzFOq3Q/s1600-h/119643_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206921835518700690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SEKz0mtRLJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7lDLKzFOq3Q/s200/119643_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 Peter 1:13 - 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; Therefore, prepare your minds for action; be self-controlled; set your hope fully on the grace to be given you when Jesus Christ is revealed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As obedient children, do not conform to the evil desires you had when you lived in ignorance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;But just as He who called you is holy, so be holy in all you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; for it is written: "Be Holy, because I am Holy". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/874662841158697290-8626814523825775218?l=hisgrace2me.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/feeds/8626814523825775218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=874662841158697290&amp;postID=8626814523825775218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/8626814523825775218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/874662841158697290/posts/default/8626814523825775218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgrace2me.blogspot.com/2008/06/be-holy-as-lord.html' title='Be Holy as the Lord'/><author><name>GG</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SI7OBloOiWI/AAAAAAAAAbI/waaRa9xI_Yg/S220/cutemsg.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_dI5TOO9K8/SEKz0mtRLJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/7lDLKzFOq3Q/s72-c/119643_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
