<?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-33672745</id><updated>2012-02-02T23:56:36.664-08:00</updated><category term='tt'/><title type='text'>This is my heart.. [ 心音 ]</title><subtitle type='html'>If seeds in the black earth can turn into such beautiful roses, what might not the heart of man become in its long journey toward the stars?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>542</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4604095821552501936</id><published>2012-02-01T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T04:46:36.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 26px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; background-image: url(http://www.boundlessline.org/images/open-quote.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is the bridge between our conscious and unconscious lives...to pray is to connect these two sides of our lives by going to the place where God dwells. Prayer is ‘soul work’ because our souls are those sacred centers where all is one and where God is with us in the most intimate way.   - Henri Nouwen (&lt;i&gt;Bread for the Journey&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4604095821552501936?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4604095821552501936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4604095821552501936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4604095821552501936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4604095821552501936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2012/02/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4689527585393996752</id><published>2012-01-30T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T06:42:02.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way i am</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rIBRcQdzWQs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the way I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tired eyes, silly smile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For where the waters run deep, its silver light glides like a gentle breeze through the snow. pure, white snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I run its flicker like dreams in a childhood mind, but I dropped a single tear, because i lost its smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where is the illuminating eyes I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ones I were, is and always thinks I'll be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are strong as a thunder, quiet as a still shadow curtain in my room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behind the curtain, of fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hear you clear in the rain, even when every drops I see afar seems so near.. so near my senses reeks of its familiarity. the warm companion above my cold conditions, the whisperer whispers.&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dark dew meets morning sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4689527585393996752?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4689527585393996752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4689527585393996752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4689527585393996752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4689527585393996752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-way-i-am.html' title='Just the way i am'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rIBRcQdzWQs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-8417124201819374292</id><published>2012-01-16T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T07:50:28.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>累</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kasNIIDFHeY/TxRHDMQtIPI/AAAAAAAACNA/o2QvQ88Bf_g/s1600/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kasNIIDFHeY/TxRHDMQtIPI/AAAAAAAACNA/o2QvQ88Bf_g/s400/t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698257548686991602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-8417124201819374292?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8417124201819374292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8417124201819374292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8417124201819374292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8417124201819374292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='累'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kasNIIDFHeY/TxRHDMQtIPI/AAAAAAAACNA/o2QvQ88Bf_g/s72-c/t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4527165239509678477</id><published>2012-01-03T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T06:38:46.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titus</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since i read Titus.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Titus 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29915" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; Similarly, encourage the young men to be self-controlled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29916" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; In everything set them an example by doing what is good. In your teaching show integrity, seriousness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29917" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; and soundness of speech that cannot be condemned, so that those who oppose you may be ashamed because they have nothing bad to say about us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29920" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; For the grace of God has appeared that offers salvation to all people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29921" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; It teaches us to say “No” to ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright and godly lives in this present age&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/33672745-4527165239509678477?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4527165239509678477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4527165239509678477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4527165239509678477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4527165239509678477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2012/01/titus.html' title='Titus'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-7365478629907177229</id><published>2011-12-29T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T04:40:39.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011-2012</title><content type='html'>It's time to stop &amp;amp; pray, and not live 2012 balancing between the borders of burning out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-7365478629907177229?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/7365478629907177229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=7365478629907177229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7365478629907177229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7365478629907177229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-2012.html' title='2011-2012'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2165260168360750145</id><published>2011-12-05T22:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:44:47.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L29wiB0NH_Q/Tt252z3M9iI/AAAAAAAACMo/KRywvuZKa-s/s1600/u.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: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L29wiB0NH_Q/Tt252z3M9iI/AAAAAAAACMo/KRywvuZKa-s/s400/u.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682902656097252898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-2165260168360750145?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2165260168360750145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2165260168360750145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2165260168360750145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2165260168360750145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L29wiB0NH_Q/Tt252z3M9iI/AAAAAAAACMo/KRywvuZKa-s/s72-c/u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-5887177349267475074</id><published>2011-11-30T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T07:05:30.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bShQU_yyMw/TtY-S81ZmCI/AAAAAAAACMc/mfQk39Cy6fI/s1600/1.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: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bShQU_yyMw/TtY-S81ZmCI/AAAAAAAACMc/mfQk39Cy6fI/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680796475263129634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;“Whatever comes to your mind when you think about God is the most important thing about you because it determines everything that you do.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;~A.W. Tozer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ps 94&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15444" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt; Blessed is the one you discipline, LORD, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;   the one you teach from your law; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15445" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt; you grant them relief from days of trouble, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;   till a pit is dug for the wicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15450" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt; When I said, “My foot is slipping,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;   your unfailing love, LORD, supported me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15451" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt; When anxiety was great within me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;   your consolation brought me joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15454" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt; But the LORD has become my fortress, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;   and my God the rock in whom I take refuge. &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/33672745-5887177349267475074?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/5887177349267475074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=5887177349267475074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5887177349267475074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5887177349267475074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/11/thinking-about-you.html' title='Thinking about You'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0bShQU_yyMw/TtY-S81ZmCI/AAAAAAAACMc/mfQk39Cy6fI/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-434632713231742620</id><published>2011-11-29T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T06:13:33.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HiaBG-btBTE/TtTn3e4RtcI/AAAAAAAACMQ/nz7jNolwohU/s1600/t.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: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HiaBG-btBTE/TtTn3e4RtcI/AAAAAAAACMQ/nz7jNolwohU/s400/t.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680419970388964802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you, God&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;for knowing every beat of my heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;for hearing my inexpressible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;in You, I find&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;refuge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&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/33672745-434632713231742620?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/434632713231742620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=434632713231742620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/434632713231742620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/434632713231742620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HiaBG-btBTE/TtTn3e4RtcI/AAAAAAAACMQ/nz7jNolwohU/s72-c/t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-902503386694381960</id><published>2011-11-26T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T04:07:19.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My answer to how are you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sometimes people ask me 'how are you'? This is how am i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9U1OMFgEy00/TtGhatGEQxI/AAAAAAAACME/RZa6QMzi-Yg/s1600/a.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: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9U1OMFgEy00/TtGhatGEQxI/AAAAAAAACME/RZa6QMzi-Yg/s400/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679498085244617490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't find the exact pic, but it should be someone squatting there in wonder but tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-902503386694381960?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/902503386694381960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=902503386694381960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/902503386694381960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/902503386694381960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-answer-to-how-are-you.html' title='My answer to how are you'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9U1OMFgEy00/TtGhatGEQxI/AAAAAAAACME/RZa6QMzi-Yg/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-965663356325923055</id><published>2011-11-25T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T20:32:57.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9velegFtSWo/TtBr6IzBbEI/AAAAAAAACL4/KCysezXNf6k/s1600/123-cover.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: 175px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9velegFtSWo/TtBr6IzBbEI/AAAAAAAACL4/KCysezXNf6k/s400/123-cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679157776652266562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://edsstory.com/films.php"&gt;http://edsstory.com/films.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. It ain't over&lt;div&gt;2. Consider the birds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Ask forgiveness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Grateful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Healing&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/33672745-965663356325923055?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/965663356325923055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=965663356325923055&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/965663356325923055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/965663356325923055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/11/eds-story.html' title='Ed&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9velegFtSWo/TtBr6IzBbEI/AAAAAAAACL4/KCysezXNf6k/s72-c/123-cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1700286378384092786</id><published>2011-11-25T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T16:33:34.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grateful =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;When your heart is grateful, you’ll not only please God, but you’ll be pleased as well. You’ll discover something changes in you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;You slow down a bit. You care less about the things that don’t matter and care more for the things that do. You’ll find yourself smiling more—even at your inadequacies. You’ll discover rest in a difficult circumstance. And your grateful heart will affect those around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/bestofchronological/author.cfm?authorname=Kara%20Schwab" class="homedateArticles" style="text-decoration: none; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: 10px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Kara Schwab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1700286378384092786?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1700286378384092786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>26</title><content type='html'>i am 26 yrs old, i have lived one-third of my life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this is a step already taken, there will be only be 2 steps more, and then, eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the next step will be for God, and the last step will be for God, and then I will be with Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Victor, don't waver off this once-in-a-lifetime privilege.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-6249576454716059?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6249576454716059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Paralyzed at 17 years old&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center; background-color: rgb(232, 233, 168); "&gt;"Joni, how do you maintain such a joyful spirit in the midst of all the&lt;br /&gt;challenges that you deal with on a daily basis?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center; background-color: rgb(232, 233, 168); "&gt;"I've disciplined myself for many years to give thanks in all&lt;br /&gt;things and it has become my reflex reaction."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center; background-color: rgb(232, 233, 168); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;"A grateful heart is not acquired in a moment,&lt;br /&gt;but rather the fruit of a thousand choices."&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/33672745-4439949938713961435?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4439949938713961435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4439949938713961435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4439949938713961435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4439949938713961435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/11/grateful-heart.html' title='A grateful heart'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2867153968249940706</id><published>2011-11-17T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T03:23:24.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saw Jesus =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="577" style="width:432.9pt;margin-left:4.95pt;border-collapse:collapse;mso-yfti-tbllook:  1184;mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:0;mso-yfti-firstrow:yes;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I   SAW JESUS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:1;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I   saw Jesus last week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'MS Gothic'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;He was wearing blue   jeans and an old shirt. He was up at the building we call our church; He was   alone and working hard. For just a minute he looked a little like one of the   people who regularly attend our church. But it was Jesus, I could tell by his   smile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:2;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:3;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I   saw Jesus last Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'MS Gothic'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;He was teaching a Bible   class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'MS Gothic'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;He didn't talk real loud   or use long words. But you could tell he believed what he said. For just a   minute, he looked like my Sunday School teacher. But it was Jesus, I could   tell by his loving voice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:4;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:5;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I   saw Jesus yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'MS Gothic'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;He was at the hospital   visiting a friend who was sick. They prayed together quietly. For just a   minute he looked like the guy I saw at the worship gathering last week. But   it was Jesus, I could tell by the tears in his eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:6;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:7;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I   saw Jesus this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'MS Gothic'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;He was in my kitchen   making my breakfast and fixing me a special lunch. For just a minute he   looked like my wife. But it was Jesus, I could feel the love from his heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:8;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:9;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I   saw Jesus this afternoon. He was cutting the grass in the community where I   live. He was smiling and waving at everyone who was driving down our street.   It made me feel special even if it was only for a moment. For a minute, I   thought it was just another person we paid to keep our community clean. But   it was Jesus. No one else has that much joy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:10;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:11;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I   saw Jesus tonight. He was sitting out in the street looking for someone to   help him. For a minute he looked like just another homeless person. But it   was Jesus. I could tell by the look of sincere suffering in his eyes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:12;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:13;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;I see   Jesus everywhere. Taking food to the sick, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'MS Gothic'; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;welcoming others to his home, being friendly to a someone who   needs love and for just a minute I think he's someone I know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:14;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:15;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;But,   it’s always Jesus. I can tell by the way He serves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:16;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow:17;mso-yfti-lastrow:yes;height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;td width="577" nowrap="" valign="bottom" style="width:432.9pt;padding:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;   height:15.0pt"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;May   someone see Jesus in you today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-2867153968249940706?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2867153968249940706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2867153968249940706&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2867153968249940706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2867153968249940706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-saw-jesus.html' title='I Saw Jesus =)'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-5038616290937283039</id><published>2011-11-09T08:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T09:09:09.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise wish</title><content type='html'>Today i witnessed a beautiful sunrise n sunset, i saw the sunrise like a warm burning egg yolk rising up the horizon over permas jaya &amp;amp; megah ria area..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a secret wish, I wanna change into beach wear after work, run the 2km pier and jump right into the blue sea, grab the surf board and windsurf till the sun sleeps. I wanna sit by the edge of permas bridge and enjoy every bit of sunset and then, bungee jump, and fly home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna laugh like there is nothing to lose, pray like He is right beside me, love like it doesn't run dry, dance like a 2-yr old, talk like there is no social script, smile like there is no limit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is this implosive heartbeat that shows glimpses of itself in drumming, and there is the facade. I am as hungry as a writer without his world, a poet without his muse, a drummer without his heart, a backpacker without his eyes, a dreamer without timelessness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The right brain is dying to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Thou my magnificent obsession.&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/33672745-5038616290937283039?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/5038616290937283039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=5038616290937283039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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has entered your foot. That is why you&lt;br /&gt;weep at times at&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;There are some in this world&lt;br /&gt;who can pull it&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;The skill that takes they have&lt;br /&gt;learned&lt;br /&gt;from him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Daniel Ladinsky -&lt;em&gt;Love Poems from God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1610713645552694177?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1610713645552694177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1610713645552694177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1610713645552694177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1610713645552694177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-skill-poem.html' title='That Skill (poem)'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4903076260327226441</id><published>2011-10-28T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:13:45.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding God's Will for Your Career</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXE7mvOqyMI/TqthSzU01qI/AAAAAAAACLA/6SwENn_vYCA/s1600/1.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/-fXE7mvOqyMI/TqthSzU01qI/AAAAAAAACLA/6SwENn_vYCA/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668731531618997922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/career-money/features/24168-finding-gods-will-for-your-career"&gt;How can we figure out what God wants us to&lt;em&gt; do&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I know people who are lawyers and who drive big machines and who are school teachers and who are coaches and who are selling insurance and who are accountants and who are science research professors and who are dentists and who are pastors and who are missionaries. What each of these people does matters. I kept thinking about this word—matters. I’m unconvinced that some jobs —the so-called “spiritual” ones—are valuable while others are “secular” and therefore not as valuable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Many are struggling to discover a career that matters. Perhaps the reason so many today flounder from one job to another is because instead of examining what they do in light of the Kingdom, they fail to realize that what they are doing really does matter. (Unless they are paid to be professional spammers, which can’t be Kingdom work.) It is time to reconsider what we do in light of the Kingdom dream of Jesus, and I believe His Kingdom vision can turn what we do into something that matters and can give our life purpose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;See Your Vocation  through the Kingdom Dream&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Your vocation, which in so many ways is unique to you, can genuinely matter if you keep your eyes on the Kingdom of God as your guiding North Star. Teaching matters when you treat your students as humans whom you love and whom you are helping. Coaching soccer matters when you connect kids to the Kingdom. Growing vegetables becomes Kingdom work when we enjoy God’s green world as a gift from Him. Collecting taxes becomes Kingdom work when you treat each person as someone who is made in the image (the &lt;em&gt;Eikon&lt;/em&gt; in Greek) of God and as a citizen instead of as a suspect. Jobs become vocations and begin to matter when we connect what we do to God’s Kingdom vision for this world. Sure, there’s scout work involved—like learning English grammar well enough to write clean sentences and reading great writers who can show you how good prose works. Like hours with small children when we are challenged to make some mind-numbing routines into habits of the heart and Kingdom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;It is easy to see missional work in the slums of India as something that matters. Perhaps the desire to do something that matters is why so many of us get involved in missional work like that. But most of us don’t have a vocation like that, and that means most of us do lots of scout work as a matter of routine. We have to believe that the mundane matters to God, and the way to make the mundane matter is to baptize what we do in the Kingdom vision of Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;It’s Not about Money (Completely)&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Only 15 percent of American &lt;em&gt;households&lt;/em&gt; have a six-figure income, and only about 5 percent of American&lt;em&gt;individuals&lt;/em&gt; have a six-figure income. Instead of focusing our lives on a six-figure dream, followers of Jesus need to focus on the Kingdom life, which turns the six-figure dream inside out. Jesus’ dream involved a radical detachment from possessions:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;But seek first his kingdom&lt;br /&gt;and his righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;and all these things [clothing, food, shelter]&lt;br /&gt;will be given to you as well.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:33&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;It involved a willingness to contribute to the needs of others and virtually to renounce a life soaked in making money:&lt;br /&gt;Sell your possessions and give to the poor.&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:33&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;While many in the history of the Church have given up everything they owned in order to serve others, and I think of St. Basil the Great and St. Francis of Assisi, the rest of us are challenged to cut back and to tone it down so we can take from our abundance and provide for those who are in need.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;When the Lord of the Christian is a poor man, the wealth of His followers is brought into embarrassing clarity. When the Kingdom dream of Jesus shapes our vocations, it turns us from folks who strive for wealth into folks whose vocations are used for others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Do What You Do Well&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I grew up with the idea that I could only be happy if I found “God’s will.” People do weird things because they think they are doing God’s will.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;There is a reason why so many people quote Frederick Buechner’s famous line about God’s will: because it tells a deep truth. Buechner said God’s will is this: “The place where God calls you is where your deep gladness meets the world’s deep hunger.” This beautifully combines the Kingdom dream of Jesus and your own personal dream—find that place and do that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;If you keep your eye on the Kingdom of God, if you keep in mind that deeply personal nature of all you do, then you can pursue that place where your deepest gladness and the world’s deepest needs meet, and in that place your life will speak. You are asked merely to discern the intersection of what God is doing—Kingdom of God—and what you are asked to do in what God’s doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Just Say No&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;There are too many places where we find the world’s deepest hunger, and many of them appeal to us as the place where we might find our deepest gladness. When we try to do too many good things, we burn out or we tune out or we leave out someone we love. Ten years of chasing all of the world’s deepest hungers can almost ruin a life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Jesus said this so well when He told some would-be disciples that Kingdom dreams take priority. One man, distracted by his family, asked Jesus if he could stop following Him and do something else. Jesus said, “No one who puts a hand to the plow and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God” (Luke 9:62).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Those are strong words; they are also true words. The focus, Jesus teaches all of us, must be to do the thing we are called to do as something swallowed up in Kingdom work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;In order to “do that” one thing well, one must guard from trying to do too many other things. Saying no to other things is what keeps life balanced. Andy Crouch, a well-known and very smart Christian thinker, said we shouldn’t try to “save the world” but we should play our part in the redemptive work of this world with a small group of friends. I completely agree with Andy on this. I’d put it this way: the way to “save” the world is for everyone to do the one thing God calls them to do. When we start trying to do everything in an enthusiastic dash to save the world, we neither save the world nor do what we are called to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h6 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Purpose in the “ordinary”&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The further we get into the ordinary realities of our work, the harder it is to keep the Kingdom of God in focus. So we return to our opening point but this time with a slightly different focus: Let God’s Kingdom work swallow up what you do. It’s easier to be theoretical about the Kingdom of God than it is to let the Kingdom swallow up what you do. If the Kingdom of God is about justice, love, peace, wisdom and moral commitment, then you are summoned by God to let your life speak justice, love, peace, wisdom and moral goodness—wherever you are and whatever you do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;But does this “do something that matters” really matter? Does it matter ultimately or to God whether or not we follow Jesus? Does it matter whether or not we take seriously His words about Kingdom—justice, love, peace, wisdom, Pentecost and give Him our total life? Does it really matter?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;In one word: yes. For Jesus, what you do with your life matters—both now and forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(100, 100, 100); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scot McKnight (PhD, Nottingham) is Karl A. Olsson professor in religious studies at North Park University, Chicago, Illinois. He is the author of several books, including &lt;/em&gt;The Blue Parakeet&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;Galatians&lt;em&gt; and &lt;/em&gt;1 Peter &lt;em&gt;in the NIV Application Commentary series, and the award-winning &lt;/em&gt;The Jesus Creed&lt;em&gt;. Taken from &lt;/em&gt;One.Life&lt;em&gt; by Scot Mcknight. Copyright © 2010. 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type='text'>M, an excuse for melancholy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The drawbridge going up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQmaVINSv_c/TqQJSdLeAUI/AAAAAAAACKw/dnF580XqoBI/s1600/M.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: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQmaVINSv_c/TqQJSdLeAUI/AAAAAAAACKw/dnF580XqoBI/s400/M.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666664443813953858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Constantia, Cambria, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Georgia, serif; font-size: 11px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="quote" style="margin-bottom: 5px; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Lady Georgiana,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nobody has suffered more from low spirits than I have done—so I feel for you. Here are my prescriptions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1st. Live as well as you dare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd. Go into the shower-bath with a small quantity of water at a temperature low enough to give you a slight sensation of cold, 75° or 80°.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3rd. Amusing books.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4th. Short views of human life—not further than dinner or tea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5th. Be as busy as you can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6th. See as much as you can of those friends who respect and like you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7th. And of those acquaintances who amuse you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8th. Make no secret of low spirits to your friends, but talk of them freely—they are always worse for dignified concealment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9th. Attend to the effects tea and coffee produce upon you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10th. Compare your lot with that of other people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11th. Don’t expect too much from human life—a sorry business at the best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12th. Avoid poetry, dramatic representations (except comedy), music, serious novels, melancholy, sentimental people, and every thing likely to excite feeling or emotion, not ending in active benevolence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13th. Do good, and endeavour to please everybody of every degree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14th. Be as much as you can in the open air without fatigue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15th. Make the room where you commonly sit gay and pleasant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16th. Struggle by little and little against idleness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17th. Don’t be too severe upon yourself, or underrate yourself, but do yourself justice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18th. Keep good blazing fires.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19th. Be firm and constant in the exercise of rational religion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20th. 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font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boundless.org/2005/images/spacer.gif" width="10" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;td class="homedateArticles" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.3; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/bestofchronological/author.cfm?authorname=Rachel%20Starr%20Thomson" class="homedateArticles" style="text-decoration: none; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Rachel Starr Thomson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boundless.org/2005/images/spacer.gif" width="10" height="20" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;I read a profound thing the other night — in a Charlie Brown cartoon, which is no surprise since I'm always reading profound things in the comics. Charlie Brown comes to Lucy's psychiatric booth to declare that he is depressed. Lucy takes him up on a hill, shows him the vast horizon, and begins to ply him with questions. Does he see all that room for living? Has he ever seen any other worlds? As far as he knows, are there any other worlds for him to live in?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;Her final question: "You were born to live in this world ... right?" "Right," he answers — and Lucy hits him with the punch line. "WELL, LIVE IN IT THEN!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;Those are inspiring words. They really are. As a philosophical day-dreamer with a tendency to fatalistic attitudes, I relate very well to Charlie Brown. The idea that here I am, placed in this world for the express purpose of &lt;em&gt;living in it&lt;/em&gt;, is almost revolutionary to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;That is, it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; almost revolutionary to me. Sometime in the last 10 years, during the gradual transition from childhood to adulthood, it started to sink in that God wants me to live. To live fully. To live well. And to live not only for a distant future in a heaven that is still far away — that is, the ultimate Not-Yet — but to live in the Now, to live on this earth in the best way I can, recognizing every day as a gift from God. Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "I wish that life should not be cheap, but sacred. I wish days to be as centuries, loaded and fragrant."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;I am here, in the only world that has currently been given to me, and I'm doing my best to live in it. But it's not as easy as it sounds. The apostle Paul described life as a race, as a wrestling match, and also as a battle: He recognized that &lt;em&gt;living&lt;/em&gt;, really living as God wants us to, is hard work. We fight sin within us, evil around us, and "spiritual wickedness in high places."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;On top of all of that, we fight our own flesh. What do I mean by that? I mean that if we want to really live our days, loaded and fragrant, with purpose and holy joy, we need to fight our inborn laziness, our tendency to forget, our knack for centering on trivial, unsatisfying things, and our propensity to dig ruts and sit in them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;I teach writing, so my years are naturally divided into three distinct seasons: Fall Semester, Spring Semester, and Summer. The breaks in the year afford me a perfect time to reexamine my life. Every four months, I take a hard look at the paths I'm walking. I look especially hard at my habits, for they are the real direction of my life, no matter how many grand pronouncements I may make. Management consultant Peter F. Drucker says, "Long-term planning does not deal with future decisions, but with the future of present decisions." In other words, what am I doing &lt;em&gt;now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;So. Here I am, at the brink of a new semester. It is time again to take stock of my life, to measure the worthiness of my goals, to see if I'm actually moving toward them, and to decide whether changes must be made. This every-four-month system is a good one, because it keeps my ruts from getting too deep before I see the need to leap out of them. In examining life, I want to measure the quality of the Now, but I also want to keep the Not-Yet firmly in mind. Am I living well today? And is the way I'm living actually going to lead to a good, God-honoring future — not just here, but in eternity?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;First off, there's my spiritual life. When I examine this, I have to remember that spiritual life is neither really predictable nor actually controllable, because any &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt;spiritual life is a relationship — and the other Half of the relationship rarely conforms to my small-minded expectations. That said, as the small half of this relationship, there are things I can do to keep it healthy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;Foremost among these is prayer. For many years I've had the nagging feeling that my prayer life was lacking. I prayed a lot, usually sporadically throughout the day, but I was always scattered and unfocused. I'd say "I'll pray for you," knowing that I'd probably forget to do so. Over this past summer, though, I made a change in my prayer life that has been revolutionary. I started scheduling prayer times. Short ones, just five, 10, or 15 minutes, five to seven times a day. I got the idea from a&lt;em&gt;Boundless&lt;/em&gt; article, actually: Jim Tonkowich's "&lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001749.cfm" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;Hour by Hour: It's Always Time to Pray&lt;/a&gt;." I have already seen incredible fruit from this new habit in the Now, and I know it will bear more in the Not-Yet. This habit stays, and I'm making a renewed commitment to doing it diligently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;Mental life is another area to keep an eye on. Are you familiar with the verse that says, "Teach us to number our days"? I always figured it ended with something like this: "So that we may make a difference in this world." Actually, the whole verse says, "So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom" (Ps. 90:12). This is about spiritual life; it's also about our mental lives. I've realized that I need to attend to mine in a serious way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;I try to spend at least half an hour every morning reading my Bible with an open notebook and study references handy. I really want to tackle the meat of scripture, to wrestle with it, to ask questions and seek out answers, to learn how God sees the world and how I'm supposed to respond to that. I want to learn to think biblically. This isn't just for the Now — it's imperative for the Not-Yet. What I learn now, at this stage in my life where I'm able to invest time in study, forms my decision-making processes, my thought patterns, and my mental capabilities for the future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;You can see why this is hard work! Reexamining my life on a regular basis means that I refuse to allow my flesh the upper hand. I don't want to let attitudes, bad habits, or forgetfulness prevent me from really living. Of course, I mess up in all these areas just as fast as I articulate what I want in them. But that doesn't ultimately matter. As long as I get back up, I'll stay on the right paths.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;Many other aspects of life bear examination. Work. Health. Recreation. Am I doing what God has called me to do? Am I doing it diligently, smartly, with joy? Are my current health habits going to help me in the Not-Yet, or are they more likely to land me with lifelong problems I don't want? Do I spend my recreation time actually re-creating — doing things that build me up — or am I frittering it away with activities I don't much care for? How about finances? Am I giving? Could I give more? Are my spending and savings in a healthy balance? Was all that Starbucks really necessary — a real blessing, or just a bad habit of letting money run out of my pocket every time I smell a latte?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;Then there are relationships: the heart and blood of life. "Thine own friend, and thy father's friend, forsake not," instructs Proverbs 27:10. There's something tragic about a life lived in pursuit of personal growth, goals, and passions, while the people who make life worth living are overlooked. In every season, I want to love my family, my friends, and my God wholeheartedly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;Relationships matter for the Not-Yet, too. Not only does maintaining relationships now ensure that those people will still be there in the future, but it also changes me. Relationships shape us more than anything else. In the future, I want to be loving, loyal, diligent, and Christ-like toward others. That will never happen if I neglect the Now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;I wish life to be not cheap, but sacred. God has given us life: God wants us to live it. Christians do not need to live defeatist, fate-driven, circumstance-directed lives. We can make decisions and choices that will shape our lives for the glory of God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;I wish you the best as you reexamine the paths &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; feet are on. May they lead you through days that are fragrant, that are loaded, that present themselves to you each day as gifts from a glorious God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boundless.org/2005/Images/spacer.gif" width="1" height="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boundless.org/2005/Images/spacer.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="copyrighttext" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9px; line-height: 1.3; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-right-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-left-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 4px; margin-top: 24px; "&gt;Copyright 2008 Rachel Starr Thomson. 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This article was published on Boundless.org on September 24, 2008.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-8169683892119419436?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8169683892119419436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8169683892119419436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8169683892119419436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8169683892119419436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/10/now-for-not-yet.html' title='Now for the Not-yet'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-urBL0xw64Ak/TpbTT_QRfII/AAAAAAAACJY/Xi--XDFuLGk/s72-c/future.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-666062609630241620</id><published>2011-10-10T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T06:10:51.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClQ-7DjcsXA/TpLuZDAa3lI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Fc2ouGK0oP4/s1600/y.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: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClQ-7DjcsXA/TpLuZDAa3lI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Fc2ouGK0oP4/s400/y.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661849795629342290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;It is good for a man to bear the yoke while he is young&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Lamentations%203:25-33&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;.&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;-Lamentations 3:27&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/33672745-666062609630241620?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/666062609630241620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=666062609630241620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/666062609630241620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/666062609630241620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/10/yoke.html' title='Yoke'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClQ-7DjcsXA/TpLuZDAa3lI/AAAAAAAACJQ/Fc2ouGK0oP4/s72-c/y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-3545089541949068755</id><published>2011-10-09T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T07:14:18.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When i stand before You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-YHsRgOQvc/TpGr4KHpm3I/AAAAAAAACJA/vXhufIuEOJU/s1600/h.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: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-YHsRgOQvc/TpGr4KHpm3I/AAAAAAAACJA/vXhufIuEOJU/s400/h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661495187858889586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if u ever felt this way before, but once in a long while.. I really missed home. It's a longing felt deep within your heart, somehow knowing that you belong to eternity, knowing that one day you will meet your heavenly Father, the one whom you only heard but one day shall see face to face. There will be no more tears, it will be an ultimate dream come true, there will a big reunion, when everything comes together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I long to see my Father, I can't wait to run into His arms, He knows who I really am, loves me with an everlasting love. All my hope is in You. Your beauty is indescribable. My heart aches for eternity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will sleep tonight hoping to dream of meeting You..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BjZ9RHQWFo8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Endless Hallelujah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stand before Your throne&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in glory not my own&lt;br /&gt;What a joy I'll sing of on that day&lt;br /&gt;No more tears or broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten is the minor key&lt;br /&gt;Everything as it was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And we will worship, worship&lt;br /&gt;Forever in Your presence we will sing&lt;br /&gt;We will worship, worship You&lt;br /&gt;And endless hallelujah to the King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see You as You are&lt;br /&gt;Love You with unsinning heart&lt;br /&gt;And see how much You paid to bring me home&lt;br /&gt;Not till then, Lord, shall I know&lt;br /&gt;Not till then, how much I owe&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am before Your throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And we will worship, worship&lt;br /&gt;Forever in Your presence we will sing&lt;br /&gt;We will worship, worship You&lt;br /&gt;And endless hallelujah to the King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more tears, no more shame&lt;br /&gt;No more sin and sorrow ever known again&lt;br /&gt;No more fears, no more pain&lt;br /&gt;We will see You face to face&lt;br /&gt;See You face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;And we will worship, worship&lt;br /&gt;Forever in Your presence we will sing&lt;br /&gt;We will worship, worship You&lt;br /&gt;And endless hallelujah to the King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And endless hallelujah to the King&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing&lt;br /&gt;And endless hallelujah to the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(204, 204, 221); "&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/33672745-3545089541949068755?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/3545089541949068755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=3545089541949068755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3545089541949068755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3545089541949068755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-i-stand-before-throne.html' title='When i stand before You...'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-YHsRgOQvc/TpGr4KHpm3I/AAAAAAAACJA/vXhufIuEOJU/s72-c/h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4555886184707391282</id><published>2011-09-10T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T08:04:04.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour not in vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor 15:58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4555886184707391282?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4555886184707391282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4555886184707391282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4555886184707391282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4555886184707391282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/09/labour-not-in-vain.html' title='Labour not in vain'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-8231608650287506785</id><published>2011-08-25T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T20:20:19.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally a real blog entry</title><content type='html'>I woke up to the faintest sound of rain in early morning. It's 26 Aug 2011, a Friday. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(goodness i have the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zzfQwXEqYaI"&gt;Friday song&lt;/a&gt;'s chorus singing crazily in my head for a min there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sent a cell group email at 6.30am, listening to The Holiday OST, wondering what i'm going to do for the rest of the day..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; (besides cleaning up my room, buy pork to marinate, hit the gym, cook lunch, cook dinner for cell group, wash &amp;amp; vacuum the cars, mop the floor, etc.) Oh ya! have to prepare bible quiz questions and P&amp;amp;W songs for CG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changed music to The Notebook OST, more suited as the drizzling picks up in the darkened sky slowly lit up. Parents woke, breakfast with them, toast the bread and spread with margarine &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(i should have bought butter)&lt;/span&gt; and kaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's near 7.30am. Went buying pork..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's nearly 9am, pork marinated, hope it'll be good, it's been a while since I last cooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to 梁文音's album~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have things running in my mind which i know i should be doing now but i'm stuck with this blog entry. It's almost 11am, the pork is well marinating~ salmon's defrosting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my last working day for the leading palm oil manufacturer in the world, 1.5 weeks later I'll be joining the world's leading energy project management,engineering &amp;amp; construction company. Nothing much to say except that it'll be another challenging &amp;amp; rewarding (hopefully) journey. Coincidentally as i was writing their HR called to confirm if i'm joining, ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems tougher than expected to prepare the CG bible quiz questions on the book of Ephesians.. study bible.. But it's a good book, a balance of doctrine and practical living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McD is not interested to hire me during my 1.5 week break, maybe they think I can't handle kitchen cleaning work and motorbike delivery, but I can!! i think.. heh heh heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life goes on.. There are many unspoken wishes and unfulfilled dreams, but God is faithful and true. He knows what I'm going through, He guides me in every step. Today is another day of thanksgiving to Him, celebrating the many gifts: the gift of life, gift of job, gift of love, gift of sight, gift of providence, gift of health, gift of hope, gift of salvation... &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&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&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/33672745-8231608650287506785?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8231608650287506785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8231608650287506785&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8231608650287506785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8231608650287506785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/08/finally-real-blog-entry.html' title='finally a real blog entry'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2069007614633196797</id><published>2011-08-22T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:09:06.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are the 5 Levels of Leadership?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(25, 50, 66); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;h1 id="post-1095" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 20px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(25, 50, 66); line-height: 24px; "&gt;What are the 5 Levels of Leadership?&lt;/h1&gt;By &lt;span class="meta-author" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; 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background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(25, 50, 66); text-decoration: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;John C Maxwell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(25, 50, 66); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(25, 50, 66); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(49, 49, 49); "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 13px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;In less than two months, my new book, The 5 Levels of Leadership, comes out! Last week I shared an excerpt that explained why I wrote the book. Today, I’d love to give you a quick overview and description of Level 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 13px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;In the book, each level is explained in its own section, where you’ll learn the upside of the level, the downside, the best behaviors for that level, the beliefs that help a leader move up to the next level, and how the level relates to the Laws of Leadership.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zdzlfPN5-Uc/TlMLnbdU-gI/AAAAAAAACIw/7qgKSid8OLI/s400/5-Levels-Final.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643867530038934018" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(49, 49, 49); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 13px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Let’s talk briefly about Level 1: Position. This is the lowest level of leadership—the entry level. The only influence a positional leader has is that which comes with the job title. People follow because they have to. Positional leadership is based on the rights granted by the position and title. Nothing is wrong with having a leadership position. Everything is wrong with using position to get people to follow. Position is a poor substitute for influence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 13px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;People who make it only to Level 1 may be bosses, but they are never leaders. They have subordinates, not team members. They rely on rules, regulations, policies, and organization charts to control their people. Their people will only follow them within the stated boundaries of their authority. And their people will usually do only what is required of them. When positional leaders ask for extra effort or time, they rarely get it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 13px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Positional leaders usually have difficulty working with volunteers, younger people, and the highly educated. Why? Because positional leaders have no influence, and these types of people tend to be more independent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 13px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Position is the only level that does not require ability and effort to achieve. Anyone can be appointed to a position. This means that position is a fine starting point, but every leader should aspire to grow beyond Level 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(25, 50, 66); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(49, 49, 49); "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 13px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/33672745-2069007614633196797?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2069007614633196797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2069007614633196797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2069007614633196797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2069007614633196797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-are-5-levels-of-leadership.html' title='What are the 5 Levels of Leadership?'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zdzlfPN5-Uc/TlMLnbdU-gI/AAAAAAAACIw/7qgKSid8OLI/s72-c/5-Levels-Final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-7869767012956984419</id><published>2011-08-17T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T16:39:00.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>going to post a real blog entry soon by end of this month. going to change company soon, to a european co. all these years have been working for the chinese, soon, will be working for the french.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-7869767012956984419?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/7869767012956984419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=7869767012956984419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7869767012956984419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7869767012956984419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/08/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2604621686454887901</id><published>2011-08-07T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T08:12:31.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope of All Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/99-pP-Wzp0k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 204); "&gt;The world may fade&lt;br /&gt;You will remain&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the trial&lt;br /&gt;You will always be, I'll sing&lt;br /&gt;Our God never fails&lt;br /&gt;Our God never fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hope and light&lt;br /&gt;You reign over all&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart may fail&lt;br /&gt;You will always be, I'll sing&lt;br /&gt;Our God never fails&lt;br /&gt;Our God never fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Praise in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Praise when I'm laughing&lt;br /&gt;Praise when I'm grieving&lt;br /&gt;There will be dancing&lt;br /&gt;There will be singing&lt;br /&gt;Upon injustice we will tell of our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hope of all hearts&lt;br /&gt;The hope of all hearts Is you&lt;br /&gt;Your love never fails&lt;br /&gt;Your love never fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hope and light&lt;br /&gt;You reign over all&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart may fail&lt;br /&gt;You will always be all the same&lt;br /&gt;Our God never fails&lt;br /&gt;Our God never fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Praise in the evening&lt;br /&gt;Praise when I'm laughing&lt;br /&gt;Praise when I'm grieving&lt;br /&gt;There will be dancing&lt;br /&gt;There will be singing&lt;br /&gt;Upon injustice we will tell of our god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hope of all hearts&lt;br /&gt;The hope of all hearts Is you&lt;br /&gt;Your love never fails&lt;br /&gt;Your love never fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In darkness,&lt;br /&gt;In trial, my soul shall sing&lt;br /&gt;Of his mercy, and kindness&lt;br /&gt;Our offering of praise&lt;br /&gt;Our God never fails&lt;br /&gt;Our God never fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/33672745-2604621686454887901?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2604621686454887901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2604621686454887901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2604621686454887901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2604621686454887901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/08/hope-of-all-hearts.html' title='Hope of All Hearts'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/99-pP-Wzp0k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-6608738738437117337</id><published>2011-07-21T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T08:25:50.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fLKbkSv3QE/TihDyuVXvhI/AAAAAAAACIo/fST7VumueJk/s1600/light.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: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fLKbkSv3QE/TihDyuVXvhI/AAAAAAAACIo/fST7VumueJk/s400/light.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631825872736992786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed at the blessings of God ba.. how He led me step by step, lately can see clearly in my career path. It's so different compared to how I thought it would be when I left college, only better.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only can be grateful and thankful, and continue to be diligent, always ask for wisdom, and acknowledge His guidance in every step.&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;In their hearts humans plan their course,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the Lord establishes their steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Prov 16:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-6608738738437117337?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6608738738437117337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=6608738738437117337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6608738738437117337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6608738738437117337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/07/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fLKbkSv3QE/TihDyuVXvhI/AAAAAAAACIo/fST7VumueJk/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4506739606924401080</id><published>2011-07-11T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T18:57:41.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leading difficult people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(25, 50, 66); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;h1 id="post-986" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 20px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(25, 50, 66); line-height: 24px; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Disorganized Debbie&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://johnmaxwellonleadership.com/2011/06/28/leading-difficult-people-disorganized-debbie/"&gt;http://johnmaxwellonleadership.com/2011/06/28/leading-difficult-people-disorganized-debbie/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(25, 50, 66); 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font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;h1 id="post-997" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 20px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; color: rgb(25, 50, 66); line-height: 24px; font-weight: normal; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Critical Carl&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://johnmaxwellonleadership.com/2011/07/11/leading-difficult-people-critical-carl/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=twitter&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+JohnMaxwellOnLeadership+%28John+Maxwell+on+Leadership%29"&gt;http://johnmaxwellonleadership.com/2011/07/11/leading-difficult-people-critical-carl/&lt;/a&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/33672745-4506739606924401080?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4506739606924401080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4506739606924401080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4506739606924401080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4506739606924401080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/07/leading-difficult-people.html' title='Leading difficult people'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1518022537211863724</id><published>2011-07-09T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T07:41:59.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Thou My Vision (english translation)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_ymMCeotXH4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my favourite hymn :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From wiki, Be Thou My Vision originated from an old Irish poem in the 6th century (about 15 centuries ago), translated into English by Mary E. Bryne in 1905. And in 1912, it was versified by Eleanor H. Hull. The current lyrics in old english that we sang now is the versified text. Below is the translated version before versification, I hope it encourages you as much as it has encouraged me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou my vision O Lord of my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;None other is aught but the King of the seven heavens.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou my meditation by day and night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;May it be thou that I behold even in my sleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou my speech, be thou my understanding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou with me, be I with thee&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou my father, be I thy son.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Mayst thou be mine, may I be thine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou my battle-shield, be thou my sword.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou my dignity, be thou my delight.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou my shelter, be thou my stronghold.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Mayst thou raise me up to the company of the angels.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou every good to my body and soul.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou my kingdom in heaven and on earth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou solely chief love of my heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Let there be none other, O high King of Heaven.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Till I am able to pass into thy hands,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;My treasure, my beloved through the greatness of thy love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou alone my noble and wondrous estate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;I seek not men nor lifeless wealth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Be thou the constant guardian of every possession and every life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;For our corrupt desires are dead at the mere sight of thee.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Thy love in my soul and in my heart --&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Grant this to me, O King of the seven heavens.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;O King of the seven heavens grant me this --&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Thy love to be in my heart and in my soul.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;With the King of all, with him after victory won by piety,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;May I be in the kingdom of heaven O brightness of the son.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Beloved Father, hear, hear my lamentations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;Timely is the cry of woe of this miserable wretch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;O heart of my heart, whatever befall me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:1.2pt; margin-left:.5in;line-height:18.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-latin; color:black"&gt;O ruler of all, be thou my vision.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&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/33672745-1518022537211863724?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1518022537211863724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1518022537211863724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1518022537211863724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1518022537211863724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-thou-my-vision-english-translation.html' title='Be Thou My Vision (english translation)'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_ymMCeotXH4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4006732875288651523</id><published>2011-07-03T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T09:49:07.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>needed, much needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nFdtRtMO8gk/ThCddoNf35I/AAAAAAAACH0/oe0S9d_LpoQ/s1600/focus.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: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nFdtRtMO8gk/ThCddoNf35I/AAAAAAAACH0/oe0S9d_LpoQ/s400/focus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625169066921549714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diligence, perseverance &amp;amp; focus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4006732875288651523?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4006732875288651523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4006732875288651523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4006732875288651523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4006732875288651523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/07/needed-much-needed.html' title='needed, much needed'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nFdtRtMO8gk/ThCddoNf35I/AAAAAAAACH0/oe0S9d_LpoQ/s72-c/focus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-669279364301603770</id><published>2011-06-29T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T07:39:04.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>手的預言</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kTkXCBLhERw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;風箏飛，葉落下，&lt;br /&gt;拳頭的世界如此大。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;線纏繞，樹長大，&lt;br /&gt;手掌留住了風，&lt;br /&gt;握不住一粒沙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的左手是貓，右手是撫慰的力量。&lt;br /&gt;你讓我輕輕的合掌，喚來舊時光。&lt;br /&gt;閉上眼，就地捲起海浪，奔向紙月亮，&lt;br /&gt;追逐一頭大雨中的狼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蝴蝶飛，浪退潮。&lt;br /&gt;手打開，&lt;br /&gt;不害怕匱乏。&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/33672745-669279364301603770?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/669279364301603770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=669279364301603770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/669279364301603770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/669279364301603770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='手的預言'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kTkXCBLhERw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-7807636066974652132</id><published>2011-06-13T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:48:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly Paralyzed by Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I've never thought of myself as a perfectionist. One would only have to peer into my office to understand why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;My office has the appearance of chaos, confusion and disorder. "Appearance" is the operative word. I find the chaos to be completely functional. I rely on my own, unique organizational theory: It's better occasionally to waste time searching for items than regularly to waste time keeping the place tidy with everything meticulously filed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I know what you're thinking. My mother didn't agree with my theory either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I admit that I struggle with procrastination. But me, a perfectionist? Hardly. A perfectionist is someone who does everything perfectly. I only think about doing things perfectly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Not long ago, I had the opportunity to hear what Rick Warren, pastor of Saddleback Church in Southern California, had to say on this subject. A procrastinator, says Warren, is nothing more than a frustrated perfectionist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;A perfectionist is convinced she must prove her worth by being perfect. A perfectionist craves approval. Warren contends it's the fear of not being able to perform perfectly that leads to procrastination. And procrastination eventually leads to paralysis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;There are times I can stare into my computer screen for hours on end without completing a single sentence. Even though I have a clear-cut subject, a semi-brilliant conclusion and a general idea of how I plan to get there, until I perfect my first paragraph, I'm paralyzed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Have you ever felt paralyzed by your procrastination? Perhaps perfectionism is at the root of the problem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Perfectionism can keep us from moving forward, but it doesn't have to be that way. There are antidotes for perfectionism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;1. Believe that no one is perfect.&lt;/strong&gt; You will liberate yourself when you lower your expectations from perfect to realistic. Don't be afraid to make a mistake. You don't have to be perfect to be happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;2. Let go and let God handle things.&lt;/strong&gt; It takes a lot of faith to let go of those things over which we have no control.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;3. Learn contentment.&lt;/strong&gt; Life must be lived in less than perfect circumstances. Accept that. Love the moment, and enjoy the journey. Dump the pressure that says you must be perfect to be accepted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;It's time to break out of your prison of perfectionism. Identify what you need to do and take the first step. Even if you fall flat on your face, you will have gained at least five feet. Then take the second step, and the third. Before you know it, you will be making terrific progress. Not perfection, but progress!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;September 12, 2010&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;©Copyright 2010 Mary Hunt. &lt;/p&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/33672745-7807636066974652132?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/7807636066974652132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=7807636066974652132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7807636066974652132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7807636066974652132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfectly-paralyzed-by-procrastination.html' title='Perfectly Paralyzed by Procrastination'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-6362983175105620477</id><published>2011-06-07T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T17:33:52.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leftovers of Johor Bahru</title><content type='html'>A thought came to my mind after working in JB for a while and could this happen in the future? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that the 2nd generation christians are getting more educated and affluent. Especially those who went overseas &amp;amp; SG to study, most of us went to SG to work, having in mind that one day we would settle down in JB when we have earned enough, or when the SG government bond has ended.  But so far I observed that none of us have really bought into our initial plan, eventually we decided to build a nest in SG for the sake of a continuing career and education of children in SG. And we raise SG kids, thinking that probably they will be like us, still treating JB as a home and coming back to JB every weekend, or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over time, our parents will pass on, leaving their houses for us to stay in JB for the weekend, our children will grow up in SG but i'm not sure whether they still fancy the idea of coming back to JB in the weekends when their friends and activities are all in SG. So the older generation has passed on, there won't be any need to come to JB anymore, family and friends will be based in SG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing wrong with that, it's personal choice &amp;amp; family planning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wondering if our fathers has passed on this value to us, that JB is merely a leftover, do study and work hard so that we don't have to be in JB. You only remain in JB when there are no opportunities outside or to maintain family business. JB is only for getting by. Of course there are special prayer days in church and revival meetings to desire for a change in the society, but we are sending our children off elsewhere because JB is not good enough. Really. There's something wrong in the education system, so we send our children to private/home schools or to SG. The society, politics, safety &amp;amp; education will not improve much, just thank God it doesn't get worse. JB is simply not worth it, has the passing remark became a core belief unknowingly. The older generation will slowly fade away, the excellent young bloods will be encouraged or even expected to be in overseas, just wondering what will be the future of JB &amp;amp; its churches in the next 30 years.. Will it very silently evolved to be the subtle leftover city?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-6362983175105620477?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6362983175105620477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=6362983175105620477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6362983175105620477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6362983175105620477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/06/leftovers-of-johor-bahru.html' title='Leftovers of Johor Bahru'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-6100191590950424031</id><published>2011-05-28T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T09:33:29.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mercies in disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eOOFAaUGfRE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(32, 32, 32); font-family: LucidaGrande; font-size: 12px; "&gt;What if Your blessings come through raindrops&lt;br /&gt;What if Your healing comes through tears&lt;br /&gt;What if a thousand sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Are what it takes to know You’re near&lt;br /&gt;What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise...&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/33672745-6100191590950424031?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6100191590950424031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=6100191590950424031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6100191590950424031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6100191590950424031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/05/mercies-in-disguise.html' title='mercies in disguise'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eOOFAaUGfRE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1458656583163960008</id><published>2011-05-18T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T07:48:56.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For good =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Jx3rjS_vSM4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;For Good&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Elphaba) I'm limited&lt;br /&gt;Just look at me - I'm limited&lt;br /&gt;And just look at you&lt;br /&gt;You can do all I couldn't do, Glinda&lt;br /&gt;So now it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;For both of us - now it's up to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Glinda) I've heard it said&lt;br /&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;br /&gt;And we are led&lt;br /&gt;To those who help us most to grow&lt;br /&gt;If we let them&lt;br /&gt;And we help them in return&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if I believe that's true&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm who I am today&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit&lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Elphaba) It well may be&lt;br /&gt;That we will never meet again&lt;br /&gt;In this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;So let me say before we part&lt;br /&gt;So much of me&lt;br /&gt;Is made of what I learned from you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;Like a handprint on my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now whatever way our stories end&lt;br /&gt;I know you have re-written mine&lt;br /&gt;By being my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring&lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a skybird&lt;br /&gt;In a distant wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Glinda) Because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Both) I have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Elphaba) And just to clear the air&lt;br /&gt;I ask forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;For the thing I've done you blame me for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Glinda) But then, I guess we know&lt;br /&gt;There's blame to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Both) And none of it seems to matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Glinda) Like a comet pulled from orbit&lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Elphaba) Like a ship blown from its mooring&lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Both) Who can say if I've been&lt;br /&gt;Changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;I do believe I have been&lt;br /&gt;Changed for the better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Glinda) And because I knew you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Elphaba) Because I knew you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Both) Because I knew you...&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1458656583163960008?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1458656583163960008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1458656583163960008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1458656583163960008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1458656583163960008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/05/for-good.html' title='For good =)'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Jx3rjS_vSM4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-8393007115967031954</id><published>2011-05-17T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T08:56:14.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; "&gt;"If you ever have any free time and you're wondering, "What in the world am I going to do now?" don't go to my blog. Have extended devotions, or read some good book on our Savior, or serve your family. And once you've done that, come and visit my blog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; "&gt;-Quoted from an article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;I can't deny that I am not as disciplined as I wish to be. I don't know why it's so hard to do the things that matter FIRST before secondary priorities. I have tasted the bitterness of procrastination and I want tonight to be the last of my old disease, God help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;Exam on the 10th &amp;amp; 14th of June. And besides this, so many books to be read, relationships to maintain, devotion to commit. These postings in front of the 18.5" screen is only a tiny fraction of a beautiful picture when I get down on my knees and stand on my feet.&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/33672745-8393007115967031954?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8393007115967031954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8393007115967031954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8393007115967031954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8393007115967031954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-now.html' title='Not now'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1963415701766843566</id><published>2011-05-12T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:27:15.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nelson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;-Nelson Mandela in his 1994 inaugural speech&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/33672745-1963415701766843566?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1963415701766843566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1963415701766843566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1963415701766843566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1963415701766843566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/05/nelson.html' title='Nelson'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-5379865172694125903</id><published>2011-05-07T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T08:12:58.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your grace is enough..</title><content type='html'>Your grace is enough..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-5379865172694125903?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/5379865172694125903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=5379865172694125903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5379865172694125903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5379865172694125903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/05/your-grace-is-enough.html' title='Your grace is enough..'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2636565844473657888</id><published>2011-04-25T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:42:33.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"How do you discern God's will?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"Oh, Lord. People have suggested all kinds of methods to me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"Like what?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"When I was in high school, my uncle told me that whenever he needed to know God's will, he opened the Bible at random, read the first verse that met his eyes, then did whatever it told him."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"So you tried it?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"Don't laugh. At first it seemed to work. One time I asked God whether I should go out with this really pretty girl named Melissa. When I opened the Bible, the first verse that met my eye was Proverbs 6:25, 'Do not desire her beauty in your heart, and do not let her capture you with her eyelashes.' So I asked, 'Then who&lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; I go out with?' This time when I opened the Bible, the first verse that met my eye was Isaiah 55:12, 'You shall go out with joy.' So I asked out Joy."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"You shouldn't have asked me not to laugh. What opened your eyes?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"Two things. First, Joy said no."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"What was the other?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.3; "&gt;"Well," said Mark, "one day I happened to ask that same uncle why he'd taken up cigarettes. He said 'God told me to smoke.' First he'd opened the Bible at random and read the 1 Corinthians 6:19, 'Do you not know that your body is a temple ... ?' Then he'd opened it again and read Revelations 15:8, 'The temple was filled with smoke.'"&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/33672745-2636565844473657888?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2636565844473657888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2636565844473657888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2636565844473657888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2636565844473657888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/04/joke.html' title='Joke'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-8536475791233279731</id><published>2011-04-25T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T16:47:08.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Things Every Adult Should Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Came across this article that talks about adulthood and references to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;the book &lt;em&gt;Adam’s Return&lt;/em&gt; by Richard Rohr in a talk he gave called "&lt;a href="http://www.iamaxis.org/5-things-every-adult-should-know/" style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 87, 173); font-weight: inherit; "&gt;Five Things Every Adult Should Know&lt;/a&gt;." Rohr's list of five promises that define true adulthood is what he says gives a person the ability to live in the world as a grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 1.1em; text-align: left; line-height: 1.5em; margin-right: 0em; margin-left: 0em; "&gt;The promises include:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 1.1em; text-align: left; line-height: 1.5em; margin-right: 0em; margin-left: 0em; "&gt;1. Life is hard.&lt;br /&gt;2. You are not that important.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your life is not about you.&lt;br /&gt;4. You’re not in control.&lt;br /&gt;5. You’re going to die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 1.1em; text-align: left; line-height: 1.5em; margin-right: 0em; margin-left: 0em; "&gt;And.. which of these promises are the hardest for you to digest?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-8536475791233279731?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8536475791233279731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8536475791233279731&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8536475791233279731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8536475791233279731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/04/five-things-every-adult-should-know.html' title='Five Things Every Adult Should Know'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1305215536251556904</id><published>2011-04-24T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T07:41:57.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If only it were as easy as drums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDPQfexBcEk/TbQ2JBFtlwI/AAAAAAAACGY/dloP0qnc4oE/s1600/Drum.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: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDPQfexBcEk/TbQ2JBFtlwI/AAAAAAAACGY/dloP0qnc4oE/s400/Drum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599159765267486466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If only life's issues were as easy as understanding the complexity of drums.. wishful thinking~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1305215536251556904?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1305215536251556904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1305215536251556904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1305215536251556904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1305215536251556904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-only-it-were-as-easy-as-drums.html' title='If only it were as easy as drums'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDPQfexBcEk/TbQ2JBFtlwI/AAAAAAAACGY/dloP0qnc4oE/s72-c/Drum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-7614691203597879302</id><published>2011-04-19T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T07:13:31.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Bloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KtjBrT68RxM/Ta2Q0_eo0MI/AAAAAAAACGI/LcFlDJhOj0A/s1600/12.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: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KtjBrT68RxM/Ta2Q0_eo0MI/AAAAAAAACGI/LcFlDJhOj0A/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597289151958929602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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 the ways of childhood behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 1 Cor 13:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you like me, at times feeling like an adolescent stuck in a maturing body. Or have you ever felt like years have passed but you are still the same old, or same young. I used to think and believe that as soon as adulthood steps in, nature's magical wand would swing its magic, and we would grow up to be mature adults who can face the world, brace its tide, and take care of ourselves well enough to extend to others. I was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could get caught on the other side of the cloud only, getting more work experience, expanding the working &amp;amp; social capacity, manage work &amp;amp; people so well, having a good laugh on the familiar side of successful people; and upon reaching middle age, came crashing down. The tide of world seems to favour external growth towards the stars, but God may be whispering, the inside counts. Go deeper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not an act of nature or by-product of time &amp;amp; environment only, but a verb: "put behind me". Place aside the childish self-serving thoughts &amp;amp; idealisms. Stop whining, don't extend adolescence &amp;amp; excuses. Rise up above culture, not about being Mr Sensitive or Mr Man, but looking towards Jesus as the primary model, where true fulfillment comes in the form of godliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet not giant leaps, but simple little steps everyday; sowing seeds of patience, diligence, wisdom, kindness, love, sacrifice; surrendering &amp;amp; allowing God to mold us, we find ourselves becoming man - man of God.&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/33672745-7614691203597879302?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/7614691203597879302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=7614691203597879302&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7614691203597879302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7614691203597879302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/04/inner-bloom.html' title='Inner Bloom'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KtjBrT68RxM/Ta2Q0_eo0MI/AAAAAAAACGI/LcFlDJhOj0A/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4915153444527263135</id><published>2011-04-11T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:35:25.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New look</title><content type='html'>maybe for me, it takes a 13-yr old blind boy to teach me how to appreciate what i have in life..&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="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;For I will take you from among the nations, gather you out of all countries, and bring you into your own land. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-21381" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt; Then I will sprinkle clean water on you, and you shall be clean; I will cleanse you from all your filthiness and from all your idols. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-21382" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt; I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit within you; I will take the heart of stone out of your flesh and give you a heart of flesh. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-21383" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt; I will put My Spirit within you and cause you to walk in My statutes, and you will keep My judgments and do &lt;i&gt;them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;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: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eze 36:24-27 &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/33672745-4915153444527263135?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4915153444527263135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4915153444527263135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4915153444527263135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4915153444527263135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-look.html' title='New look'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-6543020820973974945</id><published>2011-04-05T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T09:53:02.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 summers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While posting this song, thought that would be good to write some stuffs before i go to bed. today is a pretty juiced-up day, because this other dept tai-chi with each other when i ask for reports. so stressful &amp;amp; get called in to the GM's office again to help provide info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and after the long day at nearly 8pm, went to church for counseling course. i will always appreciate the vast difference from work environment. hee.. sis lydia plyed the video of a tv real-time counseling of this internet-addicted teens with his mom, the girlfriend etc.. it's so interesting and the twists are better than most soaps, happy ending by the way. how nice if i can be a counselor for a change rather than punching numbers in my head everyday, but then, important to do what God has given me.. to be a good number-crunching, problem-solving, effective managing person.. still a long way to go especially in managing situations &amp;amp; inheriting the knack for solving case-by-case problems that arises. and still learning to face problems without pulling my hair out, and not thinking of all problems at the same time and have a mental meltdown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is well. oh ya... it isz well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am 26 this year. And I found a "26" song for myself! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;song not found in youtube though, enjoy the lyrics =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0LKYz1rZMk/TZtIz-9zP8I/AAAAAAAACFw/C9PY-GXszvE/s1600/Summer.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0LKYz1rZMk/TZtIz-9zP8I/AAAAAAAACFw/C9PY-GXszvE/s400/Summer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592143420223340482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twenty Six Summers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Vicky Beeching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal; "&gt;I don’t know what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;or what lies beyond my horizon&lt;br /&gt;the years ahead are just out of sight&lt;br /&gt;well, i think sometimes that You hide them&lt;br /&gt;so that i’ll walk by faith not sight&lt;br /&gt;so i’ll take Your hand, holding tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through twenty-six summers&lt;br /&gt;and twenty-six winters&lt;br /&gt;i’ve laughed in the springtime&lt;br /&gt;i’ve cried in the rain&lt;br /&gt;though i’ve questioned the meaning&lt;br /&gt;of some of life’s seasons&lt;br /&gt;it’s true that they’ve left me holding on&lt;br /&gt;tighter to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my one desire for the road ahead&lt;br /&gt;is that we would walk it together&lt;br /&gt;Friend and King, You’re my everything&lt;br /&gt;may i stay by Your side forever&lt;br /&gt;for when my heart’s afraid, You’re near&lt;br /&gt;whispering to my soul, ‘don’t fear’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will trust in You alone&lt;br /&gt;for You’re the hand leading me home&lt;br /&gt;leading me home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’ve spent twenty-six summers&lt;br /&gt;and twenty-six winters with You&lt;br /&gt;through all of the seasons&lt;br /&gt;and my search for reasons&lt;br /&gt;You’ve carried me through&lt;br /&gt;i will keep holding on to You…”&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/33672745-6543020820973974945?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6543020820973974945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=6543020820973974945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6543020820973974945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6543020820973974945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/04/26-summers.html' title='26 summers'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0LKYz1rZMk/TZtIz-9zP8I/AAAAAAAACFw/C9PY-GXszvE/s72-c/Summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2356092969590025235</id><published>2011-04-02T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:23:13.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buying things for myself, for the 1st time in 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;Yesterday (sat) was quite tiring, slept 3 hrs after long chat with sis &amp;amp; have to wake up - to show up for work. After work I decided that this day would be an exception, I will buy things for myself, for the 1st time this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised I never buy things for myself; new clothes come from Birthday gifts (no new clothes during CNY), hypermarket - to pick up groceries &amp;amp; hang thoughts (yeah, like hanging clothes, in a way); my old clothes, as long as they weren't qualified to be floor mat, would be my favourite suit. My room - bro's SPM chair, rusty table from nowhere. My Samsonite work bag, given by ex-company's associate director, not as a gift but leftover. My favourite sling bag's (my only sling bag also) "metal holder" just broke last night too, after about 4-5 yrs use, i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funnily, i'm not thrifty &amp;amp; i'm far from looking for gifts. Just that i don't find it remotely amazing to get many new stuff, or to look good. I just get what I need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;, and yesterday i needed an exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to Jusco Tebrau, got myself 3 good books and a deco 'flower pail' (for the office desk), and the urge to make an exception stopped.&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;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XZLgm6cAfg/TZf5UkygrRI/AAAAAAAACEM/BEzGYlV3Ass/s1600/IMG_2184.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XZLgm6cAfg/TZf5UkygrRI/AAAAAAAACEM/BEzGYlV3Ass/s400/IMG_2184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591211594271993106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yr2Tfnxph-s/TZf5UtVcE4I/AAAAAAAACEE/_VF8UWRD-yU/s1600/IMG_2185.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yr2Tfnxph-s/TZf5UtVcE4I/AAAAAAAACEE/_VF8UWRD-yU/s400/IMG_2185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591211596565975938" 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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHotDmNd7BQ/TZf5UarrhyI/AAAAAAAACD8/mHhzGlDLneE/s1600/IMG_2187.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHotDmNd7BQ/TZf5UarrhyI/AAAAAAAACD8/mHhzGlDLneE/s400/IMG_2187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591211591558989602" 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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-htXcImR3Qe4/TZf5UXlJS_I/AAAAAAAACD0/s9pmFNGvIio/s1600/IMG_2189.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-htXcImR3Qe4/TZf5UXlJS_I/AAAAAAAACD0/s9pmFNGvIio/s400/IMG_2189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591211590726274034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2nd book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKT56c9JOP4/TZgEq-LYt6I/AAAAAAAACE0/L8kzVKrhP-k/s1600/IMG_2192.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hKT56c9JOP4/TZgEq-LYt6I/AAAAAAAACE0/L8kzVKrhP-k/s400/IMG_2192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591224073672243106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BTbzGoPe3kY/TZgEqx-WzfI/AAAAAAAACEs/WKw9ThAs-ao/s1600/IMG_2193.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/-BTbzGoPe3kY/TZgEqx-WzfI/AAAAAAAACEs/WKw9ThAs-ao/s400/IMG_2193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591224070396366322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the flower pail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dl6yCNOoyA/TZgEqqUbrvI/AAAAAAAACEk/ou_2bJOATDQ/s1600/IMG_2194.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dl6yCNOoyA/TZgEqqUbrvI/AAAAAAAACEk/ou_2bJOATDQ/s400/IMG_2194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591224068341477106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3rd book..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlwlTbALGbQ/TZgEM4BBBuI/AAAAAAAACEc/u97bpLJRLO4/s1600/IMG_2191.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlwlTbALGbQ/TZgEM4BBBuI/AAAAAAAACEc/u97bpLJRLO4/s400/IMG_2191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591223556622059234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAqt14A22lk/TZgEM8qljwI/AAAAAAAACEU/OVd1X4hPHMA/s1600/IMG_2190.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: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lAqt14A22lk/TZgEM8qljwI/AAAAAAAACEU/OVd1X4hPHMA/s400/IMG_2190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591223557870161666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;Hope i smell the roses more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xiLcw4juIMk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;and that's how it will look if my blog is viewed in "mosaic"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xYhB_qCFSHQ/TZgSDneQeiI/AAAAAAAACE8/6tqA6qPyTEU/s1600/mosaic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xYhB_qCFSHQ/TZgSDneQeiI/AAAAAAAACE8/6tqA6qPyTEU/s400/mosaic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591238790725270050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/33672745-2356092969590025235?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2356092969590025235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2356092969590025235&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2356092969590025235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2356092969590025235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/04/buying-things-for-myself-for-1st-time.html' title='buying things for myself, for the 1st time in 2011'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XZLgm6cAfg/TZf5UkygrRI/AAAAAAAACEM/BEzGYlV3Ass/s72-c/IMG_2184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-6713779745133040065</id><published>2011-04-02T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T20:56:40.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still, not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Di0NKFdjgUY/TZfmJ6anc9I/AAAAAAAACC8/r-RwbX-_Z8A/s400/jimmy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591190520377865170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sea is blue, the greens are green. stay still? not, says the world that surrounds. they urge, be fast, be proud and very efficient. for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looming questions, i find myself asking- or would it be, whither go you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whether it is.. withering in the wide path or blooming in the narrow streets, if i am lucky to see the difference.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's no hard &amp;amp; fast I thought so. Slow I am to your response, demand. Understands me not. And left is, mighty arm upholding the withering in the hopeless heights. the, always. can you see, he asks. still, not. i am, am i not, or else. A flower? No, my dear. The flower.&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 style="text-align: center;"&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/33672745-6713779745133040065?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6713779745133040065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=6713779745133040065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6713779745133040065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6713779745133040065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='still, not.'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Di0NKFdjgUY/TZfmJ6anc9I/AAAAAAAACC8/r-RwbX-_Z8A/s72-c/jimmy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-6627294094261504925</id><published>2011-03-31T04:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T04:15:19.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new look for web browser, happy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OU3OzF6uwz8/TZRhtnRWTwI/AAAAAAAACC0/VzgVag3hjmg/s1600/browser.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: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OU3OzF6uwz8/TZRhtnRWTwI/AAAAAAAACC0/VzgVag3hjmg/s400/browser.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590200473737383682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-6627294094261504925?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6627294094261504925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=6627294094261504925&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6627294094261504925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6627294094261504925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-look-for-web-browser-happy.html' title='new look for web browser, happy~'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OU3OzF6uwz8/TZRhtnRWTwI/AAAAAAAACC0/VzgVag3hjmg/s72-c/browser.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4116291785771701167</id><published>2011-03-29T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T06:03:19.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A long forgotten Bday wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1NbXbu2dnjI/TZHYe0e-XRI/AAAAAAAACCE/in6pVHCbjdQ/s1600/pray_for_japan.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-okkJuLu8LQE/TZHWeoKCp7I/AAAAAAAACB8/XxvBJF2s_co/s1600/gse_multipart56846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-okkJuLu8LQE/TZHWeoKCp7I/AAAAAAAACB8/XxvBJF2s_co/s400/gse_multipart56846.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589484434207451058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you will always be well. No longer are the breath of a thousand wishes, the quick tear, and the long goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the hands of the everlasting are faithful for all of our hearts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust, and lean not on my own understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And as a sign of this milestone, i'll change this old user pic.. no longer have to hope to run away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1NbXbu2dnjI/TZHYe0e-XRI/AAAAAAAACCE/in6pVHCbjdQ/s1600/pray_for_japan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1NbXbu2dnjI/TZHYe0e-XRI/AAAAAAAACCE/in6pVHCbjdQ/s400/pray_for_japan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589486636539731218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4116291785771701167?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4116291785771701167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4116291785771701167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4116291785771701167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4116291785771701167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-forgotten-bday-wish.html' title='A long forgotten Bday wish'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-okkJuLu8LQE/TZHWeoKCp7I/AAAAAAAACB8/XxvBJF2s_co/s72-c/gse_multipart56846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2201964700553491606</id><published>2011-03-27T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:23:49.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGDHXDUiT2U/TY_CRToG57I/AAAAAAAACB0/8fnDokwLsoU/s1600/Priorities.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGDHXDUiT2U/TY_CRToG57I/AAAAAAAACB0/8fnDokwLsoU/s400/Priorities.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588899265172137906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me focus on my weekday priorities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. TAWG&lt;br /&gt;2. Family&lt;br /&gt;3. Studies&lt;br /&gt;4. Work&lt;br /&gt;5. Relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fulfill my grandmother's wish someday soon, hopefully before she passes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped  praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge  of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit  gives, so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every  way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Colossians 1:9-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dmWu_sqFvck" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-2201964700553491606?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2201964700553491606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2201964700553491606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2201964700553491606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2201964700553491606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGDHXDUiT2U/TY_CRToG57I/AAAAAAAACB0/8fnDokwLsoU/s72-c/Priorities.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4786756927670956994</id><published>2011-03-25T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T18:03:29.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>失明前我想记得的四十七件事</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X8cQbwUvxXU" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4786756927670956994?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4786756927670956994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4786756927670956994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4786756927670956994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4786756927670956994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_25.html' title='失明前我想记得的四十七件事'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/X8cQbwUvxXU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-7160762249947646156</id><published>2011-03-21T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:15:08.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZHQnQjoqNY/TYfbvxrKvCI/AAAAAAAACBs/y1sKuZM9Xek/s1600/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZHQnQjoqNY/TYfbvxrKvCI/AAAAAAAACBs/y1sKuZM9Xek/s400/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586675476611120162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But blessed is the one who trusts in the LORD, whose confidence is in  him.  They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its  roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are  always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to  bear fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Jer 17:7-8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-7160762249947646156?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/7160762249947646156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=7160762249947646156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7160762249947646156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7160762249947646156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/tree.html' title='Tree'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZHQnQjoqNY/TYfbvxrKvCI/AAAAAAAACBs/y1sKuZM9Xek/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1629804336642770114</id><published>2011-03-21T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T07:17:26.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SmZiNq7XJk/TYdZFcEw1hI/AAAAAAAACBk/UWFdWDojzH8/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SmZiNq7XJk/TYdZFcEw1hI/AAAAAAAACBk/UWFdWDojzH8/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586531812746778130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody doing their part for the world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1629804336642770114?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1629804336642770114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1629804336642770114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1629804336642770114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1629804336642770114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/ordinary.html' title='Ordinary'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SmZiNq7XJk/TYdZFcEw1hI/AAAAAAAACBk/UWFdWDojzH8/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-5605129384364285685</id><published>2011-03-09T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T03:11:19.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WWBeOfoESt4" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Raison d’être..&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/33672745-5605129384364285685?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/5605129384364285685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=5605129384364285685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5605129384364285685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5605129384364285685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-all-about-you.html' title='It&apos;s all about you'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WWBeOfoESt4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-5547274738064794188</id><published>2011-03-06T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T06:36:47.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A different tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnRmVp6FWCg/TXOYAdCeLBI/AAAAAAAACBc/09NYOwgcr8M/s1600/c665a2025aae8352d15deab6ee442a38-d3b0ptm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnRmVp6FWCg/TXOYAdCeLBI/AAAAAAAACBc/09NYOwgcr8M/s400/c665a2025aae8352d15deab6ee442a38-d3b0ptm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580971496804592658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be different starting tomorrow. Give thanks more, think more about the noble things rather than sulk at the darker side. Remind myself of who He is &amp;amp; what He has promised. Life is too short to cringe my face at the lemons, rather, be making lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thou my best thought, by day or by night; waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-5547274738064794188?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/5547274738064794188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=5547274738064794188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5547274738064794188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5547274738064794188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/different-tomorrow.html' title='A different tomorrow'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnRmVp6FWCg/TXOYAdCeLBI/AAAAAAAACBc/09NYOwgcr8M/s72-c/c665a2025aae8352d15deab6ee442a38-d3b0ptm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-8042786801920527280</id><published>2011-03-02T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T06:20:20.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>失敗者的飛翔</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oitNcSMcpYg" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;累了.. 1st time work until chest pain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-8042786801920527280?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8042786801920527280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8042786801920527280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8042786801920527280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8042786801920527280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='失敗者的飛翔'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oitNcSMcpYg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1060293708524272390</id><published>2011-02-26T08:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T05:27:04.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juwita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SFzhs68XgU/TWkk9lZDRKI/AAAAAAAACBU/5U1OawIRuy8/s1600/IMG_1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SFzhs68XgU/TWkk9lZDRKI/AAAAAAAACBU/5U1OawIRuy8/s400/IMG_1642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578030253902873762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;will write soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired, never mind.. HA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1060293708524272390?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1060293708524272390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1060293708524272390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1060293708524272390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1060293708524272390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/02/juwita.html' title='Juwita'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SFzhs68XgU/TWkk9lZDRKI/AAAAAAAACBU/5U1OawIRuy8/s72-c/IMG_1642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-898266213399136696</id><published>2011-02-23T15:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:37:19.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full throttle study</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilKe-hTOORI/TWWZSgPY3lI/AAAAAAAACBM/ZIHbdNbNPeY/s1600/study.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilKe-hTOORI/TWWZSgPY3lI/AAAAAAAACBM/ZIHbdNbNPeY/s400/study.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577032256739401298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful purple-ish blue sky as I woke up for a quick jog before work.&lt;br /&gt;Jogging helps me throw my thoughts out better &amp;amp; appreciate what I have more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 7.20am now, better wash up now to leave for work.&lt;br /&gt;ACCA results is out, it appears that I have to retake again &amp;amp; sacrifice more, back to full-throttle study. Thank God more used to work now, can solved issues in shorter time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline, Victor, discipline. And thanks mom for the honey quaker oat breakfast. I better run now, my parents have already left for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-6B9pAP4Q-U" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-898266213399136696?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/898266213399136696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=898266213399136696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/898266213399136696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/898266213399136696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/02/full-throttle-study.html' title='Full throttle study'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilKe-hTOORI/TWWZSgPY3lI/AAAAAAAACBM/ZIHbdNbNPeY/s72-c/study.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1177781563877438199</id><published>2011-02-22T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:53:41.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months is pretty fast</title><content type='html'>I overheard my bosses discussing about me, "4 months is pretty fast"... Cos i've only joined the company about 4-5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't care if you think i'm pretty brilliant or still lacking in some areas.&lt;br /&gt;I am struggling to find meaning in the things I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1177781563877438199?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1177781563877438199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1177781563877438199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1177781563877438199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1177781563877438199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/02/4-months-is-pretty-fast.html' title='4 months is pretty fast'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1840027962221023976</id><published>2011-02-18T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T03:23:12.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsiblities of a young man</title><content type='html'>I was talking to my sis about relationships n stuff and she told me to write this blog post cos there will be some younger readers reading abt this, so here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was about 21-ish years old, as older boys we will seriously start thinking about the future. Besides discussing about girls, we will begin saving up for the future. Things my father did which I don't know, I will start learning about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHORES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like how to call the mechanic, how to change tyres, do housework, cook, place bank FD, take phone messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINANCES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going further, insurance planning, savings and maybe some knowledge in investment &amp;amp; others: housing loans, car loans, calculation of paying off study loan, how much  it costs to prepare for marriage, how to spend &amp;amp; save adequately. Know what are true assets &amp;amp; liabilities, you'll be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If very much interested in finance - value investing &amp;amp; property investment. Do you know what is the miracle (or disaster if it's a loan) of compounded interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenging our views of the world to change from me-centric to also providing for others. How much to save ar, enough to survive on it for minimum 6 months. (let's say you need $1,000/mth, should have at least an untouchable $6,000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MINISTRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry-wise, especially for some of my friends, some will begin drifting away, but for those who stayed, they started grooming people, which is such a huge challenge because we have no experience whatsoever. Also learning to see the bigger picture from working together or chatting with adults. learning to serve where you are placed, not because of peer or romantic influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIENDSHIPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who are your close circle of friends, they will have a significant influence to your perspective, priorities &amp;amp; responsibilities. do you still maintain friendships with non-christians and bring Christ to them when the opportunity arises; if no opportunity, do you still care for them sincerely. what are your common topics with close friends, do they bring edification to yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LADIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the fundamental issue is that firstly, they are the special species. i need to understand why they deserve to be served first before i serve myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, seek to understand them. it's a never-ending journey, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, which most of us neglect, value them. Value their thoughts, value the way they do things, the way they express themselves, their perspective. by then appreciation naturally develops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;examine the way you treat the ladies in your family =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTERACTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After understanding your parent well enough, start understanding other adults around you. Be able to hold meaningful conversations with adults, adults who are in their 30s, 40s, 50-70s, single adults, married adults, married adults with children, retired adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, children &amp;amp; teenagers. Same as above, be able to bring yourself up/down to their level. The best level for conversation is at the same level, whether in status or physical; if little children are too short, bend slightly or even squat down when you speak to them.  If they are bigger children or teenagers, hold them up the respect you would give an adult but interact at their level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to treat people of different status &amp;amp; races with respect. How do you think of the college's janitor &amp;amp; the Dean shouldn't be too different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONTENTMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will affect your lifestyle - know the difference between joy &amp;amp; happiness, and make up your mind which one you want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIGNIFICANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be good time to find out what contributes substantially to your personal significance &amp;amp; check its value against eternity. Check what are links between your passion, talents &amp;amp; significance. Slowly extend your contribution to add to the significance of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla... so if u're around 19-22 yrs old as a young adults, i would encourage you to continue reading the bible, applying its principle, n learn to discern the guidance of the holy spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another personal note, do read up Dale Carnegie's "How to win friends &amp;amp; influence people" and start applying its important principles too. It's like a masters degree in people skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning even as i'm writing these.. Cheerios~  there is hope for the masculine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1840027962221023976?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1840027962221023976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1840027962221023976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1840027962221023976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1840027962221023976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/02/responsiblities-of-young-man.html' title='Responsiblities of a young man'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-5924816186635314033</id><published>2011-02-16T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T06:32:51.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>柴米油鹽醬醋茶</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02HAMaBKjN8/TVve_6OmEhI/AAAAAAAACBE/8vSDrVLXe0U/s1600/161674_561196878_5350968_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02HAMaBKjN8/TVve_6OmEhI/AAAAAAAACBE/8vSDrVLXe0U/s400/161674_561196878_5350968_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574294153344717330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f76TtT6P-dM" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生日快乐，过了。。&lt;br /&gt;风筝累了，隨着夕阳低下了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if i could write chinese faster, i would write it all in chinese , today the thoughts spelt out in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says happiness belong to the deserving, it came by from the people who loved you, who played their music around your grey cloud. sour de, spicy de, did not pass away, they blend the sweet &amp;amp; tea and made me a beautiful tale sung over gu zheng &amp;amp; pipa. Family is xin fu de, ren jian man yi zhe ni de zhu fu, wo man xin gan xie, ni gei de mei yi di 柴米油鹽醬醋茶&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-5924816186635314033?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/5924816186635314033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=5924816186635314033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5924816186635314033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5924816186635314033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='柴米油鹽醬醋茶'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-02HAMaBKjN8/TVve_6OmEhI/AAAAAAAACBE/8vSDrVLXe0U/s72-c/161674_561196878_5350968_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4007048147363491074</id><published>2011-01-30T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T04:22:54.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>I think i worked too hard till the point of exhaustion, 'cause i can't function well on last saturday, to attend to church meetings &amp;amp; practices, but after a good night's sleep, some of it went away, along with the slight depression that comes with it. the unexpected lucrative job rewards doesn't help much too, besides the good feeling for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question myself frequently, about meaning of life and definition of living for Christ. I question about relationships, there are so many things I have thought through yet not understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming week is yet another busy one, i think consideration for staff benefit &amp;amp; actual maintenance of operations may be slightly lacking but I am considering how to start the slow momentum towards a paradigm shift to better holistic growth. big words, small actions - trouble with literature. no, trouble with myself. action, action, motivation &amp;amp; initiation for better control. Start with appreciation &amp;amp; understanding, end with growth? How to push without encouraging staff turnover?  I am far from shouldering the heavier responsibility but these have kept me intrigue by human nature and its reaction towards work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is I think too much and lacked experience to improve this, and i spend too much time FB-ing &amp;amp; watching videos rather than practicing what i really wanted to do - grow. And once again I have to whisk in the strong arm - discipline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4007048147363491074?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4007048147363491074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4007048147363491074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4007048147363491074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4007048147363491074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-8971126001441955037</id><published>2011-01-27T07:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T07:23:28.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Office risk</title><content type='html'>There is a certain uneasiness i am all too familiar, it sounded like the first confused moment i had in my baby steps in the taxation fire ladder. so what makes it now in a different environment, had my eyes been like calloused feelings to the surrounding demands, and how had my gentle tone seemed nauseous to your audacious attitude resounding professional pride which should not be the pillar of a sound company, should it be, shoot it please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-8971126001441955037?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8971126001441955037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8971126001441955037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8971126001441955037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8971126001441955037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/01/office-risk.html' title='Office risk'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-8775721549683377190</id><published>2011-01-27T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T07:10:13.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Country (poem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8xovLpim_1s" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered about you&lt;br /&gt;when you told me never to leave&lt;br /&gt;a box of wooden, strike-anywhere matches&lt;br /&gt;lying around the house because the mice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might get into them and start a fire.&lt;br /&gt;But your face was absolutely straight&lt;br /&gt;when you twisted the lid down on the round tin&lt;br /&gt;where the matches, you said, are always stowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who could sleep that night?&lt;br /&gt;Who could whisk away the thought&lt;br /&gt;of the one unlikely mouse&lt;br /&gt;padding along a cold water pipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind the floral wallpaper&lt;br /&gt;gripping a single wooden match&lt;br /&gt;between the needles of his teeth?&lt;br /&gt;Who could not see him rounding a corner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blue tip scratching against a rough-hewn beam,&lt;br /&gt;the sudden flare, and the creature&lt;br /&gt;for one bright, shining moment&lt;br /&gt;suddenly thrust ahead of his time -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now a fire-starter, now a torchbearer&lt;br /&gt;in a forgotten ritual, little brown druid&lt;br /&gt;illuminating some ancient night.&lt;br /&gt;Who could fail to notice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit up in the blazing insulation,&lt;br /&gt;the tiny 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monday night pasar malam had its usual homey atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;uncles aunties that sold stuffs since my childhood days were still around&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year is near so there's the festive mood&lt;br /&gt;firecrackers, sky lanterns&lt;br /&gt;mommy holding child &amp;amp; home clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i walked back to the car with packed dinner &amp;amp; hot tao fu fa.&lt;br /&gt;this is JB, this is home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-3087594994312988133?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/3087594994312988133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=3087594994312988133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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God saved me from another almost-accident, from the anxious traffic law-breaking black BMW.&lt;br /&gt;2. After prayer meeting, parents said i played drums well, long time never hear me play&lt;br /&gt;3. I was the one who is heavily burdened, i didn't work or study during today's public holiday, i didn't go out n play, but i still looked drained n exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-6653930401016563982?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6653930401016563982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=6653930401016563982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6653930401016563982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6653930401016563982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/01/quick-one.html' title='quick one'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-3796244761676135982</id><published>2011-01-17T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T07:38:37.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still..</title><content type='html'>Still.. there are things so deep a person forgets to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SNnYTgpgkQM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will soon. And I will seriously write poetry again someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-3796244761676135982?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/3796244761676135982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=3796244761676135982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3796244761676135982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3796244761676135982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/01/still.html' title='Still..'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-6924206139067325864</id><published>2011-01-16T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T15:26:56.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things to note abt career</title><content type='html'>10. Understand your strengths &amp;amp; weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;9. Build up your tool box&lt;br /&gt;8. Go beyond your comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;7. Be a team player&lt;br /&gt;6. Under promise, over deliver&lt;br /&gt;5. Communicate, communicate&lt;br /&gt;4. Understand simple F/S, good business fundamentals&lt;br /&gt;3. Build trust&lt;br /&gt;2. You own your career&lt;br /&gt;1. Seek God's guidance by His timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-6924206139067325864?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/6924206139067325864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=6924206139067325864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6924206139067325864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/6924206139067325864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/01/10-things-to-note.html' title='10 things to note abt career'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-3952663039493149981</id><published>2011-01-14T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T19:58:49.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JJ Heller - What love really means</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PgGUKWiw7Wk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PgGUKWiw7Wk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He cries in the corner where nobody sees&lt;br /&gt;He’s the kid with the story no one would believe&lt;br /&gt;He prays every night, “Dear God won’t you please…&lt;br /&gt;Could you send someone here who will love me?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who will love me for me&lt;br /&gt;Not for what I have done or what I will become&lt;br /&gt;Who will love me for me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause nobody has shown me what love&lt;br /&gt;What love really means, what love really means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Her office is shrinking a little each day&lt;br /&gt;She’s the woman whose husband has run away&lt;br /&gt;She’ll go to the gym after working today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if she was thinner then he would’ve stayed&lt;br /&gt;And she says…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who’ll love me for me?&lt;br /&gt;Not for what I have done or what I will become&lt;br /&gt;Who will love me for me?‘Cause nobody has shown me what love&lt;br /&gt;What love really means, what love really means&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He’s waiting to die as he sits all alone&lt;br /&gt;He’s a man in a cell who regrets what he’s done&lt;br /&gt;He utters a cry from the depths of his soul&lt;br /&gt;“Oh Lord, forgive me, I want to go home”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then he heard a voice somewhere deep inside&lt;br /&gt;And it said, “I know you’ve murdered&lt;br /&gt;And I know you’ve lied&lt;br /&gt;And I have watched you suffer all of your life&lt;br /&gt;And now that you’ll listen, I’ll tell you that I…”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I will love you for you&lt;br /&gt;Not for what you have done or what you will become&lt;br /&gt;I will love you for you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-3952663039493149981?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/3952663039493149981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=3952663039493149981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3952663039493149981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3952663039493149981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/01/jj-heller-what-love-really-means.html' title='JJ Heller - What love really means'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-8747090996130695576</id><published>2011-01-09T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T06:51:12.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made for more..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WJy1OGF5KGM?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/WJy1OGF5KGM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" 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;&lt;span id="slly"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cp_ply"&gt;Don't care about money don't care about fame&lt;br /&gt;Not chasing some great accolade&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want more&lt;br /&gt;I've never been much for flattery&lt;br /&gt;So don't waste that kind of talk on me&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than this whole world can offer&lt;br /&gt;More than all that time destroys&lt;br /&gt;And all I've wanted here can't satisfy my wanting&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I was made made for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've climbed as high as status goes&lt;br /&gt;But I've got social vertigo&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want more&lt;br /&gt;Never thought my gifts would seal my worth&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted fans just wanted church&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all I wasn't made for here&lt;br /&gt;But I give myself to all you gave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I want to see my kids grow old&lt;br /&gt;And always have your hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;Oh I was made made for more&lt;br /&gt;Made for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaiah 58 9:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then you will call, and the LORD will answer;&lt;br /&gt;you will cry for help, and he will say: Here am I. &lt;p&gt;   “If you do away with the yoke of oppression,&lt;br /&gt;with the pointing finger and malicious talk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18797"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry&lt;br /&gt;and satisfy the needs of the oppressed,&lt;br /&gt;then your light will rise in the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;and your night will become like the noonday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18798"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD will guide you always;&lt;br /&gt;he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land&lt;br /&gt;and will strengthen your frame.&lt;br /&gt;You will be like a well-watered garden,&lt;br /&gt;like a spring whose waters never fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18799"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins&lt;br /&gt;and will raise up the age-old foundations;&lt;br /&gt;you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls,&lt;br /&gt;Restorer of Streets with Dwellings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="slly"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cp_ply"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very touched by God in this morning's sermon by uncle Chong Hiang and during altar call. The call to live for eternity is once again being reminded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character vs Comfort&lt;br /&gt;Give vs Get&lt;br /&gt;Eternity vs Temporary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I spent too much time preparing to stay but don't spend time preparing to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was being shown a glimpse of the heart of God during altar call about the cry of the people in need, kept weeping.. funnily somebody (not church staff) that prayed for me thought i was crying cos very hurt n heart-broken made me very confused and laughable after. =P&lt;br /&gt;not blaming that person though, it's only less than a year since the BGR ended and i still lead a simpler lifestyle. what can one say, when i rode the motorbike in the rain to meet my (then) girlfriend's parents for dinner in the first meet, when i was still working 13-15hrs a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spoke to parents about perspective, and they reprimanded me about something very important&lt;br /&gt;which made it clear to me about what God was teaching about these days. Cos i was very concerned about how people perceived me and why did they treat me as somebody i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The reason why people's negative words had so much effect on you, is because you are not grounded on the word of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I look to God, read &amp;amp; learn from His word always?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting the above bible verse, will I do away with ungodliness? Will I do away with finger-pointing n malicious talk, and really, start spending on the hungry &amp;amp; oppressed? How rare are the people I know that are not in need? How blind can my eyes go &amp;amp; mind wander?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ's love will compel us to love, and nobody will live for themselves while facing eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made for more, more than self-gain, more than wealth &amp;amp; worries. I am made to love you and live your higher calling. This is where it begins - daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Studd"&gt;C.T. Studd&lt;/a&gt;, part of 7 cambridge graduates who devote their lives being missionaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only One Life ~ C.T. Studd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Two little lines I heard one day,Traveling along life's busy way;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing conviction to my heart, And from my mind would not depart;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, yes only one, Soon will its fleeting hours be done;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in 'that day' my Lord to meet, And stand before His Judgement seat;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life,'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, the still small voice, Gently pleads for a better choice&lt;br /&gt;Bidding me selfish aims to leave, And to God's holy will to cleave;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, a few brief years, Each with its burdens, hopes, and fears;&lt;br /&gt;Each with its clays I must fulfill, living for self or in His will;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this bright world would tempt me sore, When Satan would a victory score;&lt;br /&gt;When self would seek to have its way, Then help me Lord with joy to say;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me Father, a purpose deep, In joy or sorrow Thy word to keep;&lt;br /&gt;Faithful and true what e'er the strife, Pleasing Thee in my daily life;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, 'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let my love with fervor burn, And from the world now let me turn;&lt;br /&gt;Living for Thee, and Thee alone, Bringing Thee pleasure on Thy throne;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, "twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, yes only one, Now let me say,"Thy will be done";&lt;br /&gt;And when at last I'll hear the call, I know I'll say "twas worth it all";&lt;br /&gt;Only one life,'twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.&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/33672745-8747090996130695576?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8747090996130695576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8747090996130695576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8747090996130695576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8747090996130695576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/01/made-for-more.html' title='Made for more..'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2971694361189754552</id><published>2011-01-02T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T05:01:27.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reading BIBLE =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TSB3H8X8-gI/AAAAAAAACAI/n7_767OTIFY/s1600/Bible___.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TSB3H8X8-gI/AAAAAAAACAI/n7_767OTIFY/s400/Bible___.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557572918524574210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before 1 Jan 2011 passes by too long, it's an excellent opportunity to catch up on following any "finish the bible in 1 year plan" =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-2971694361189754552?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2971694361189754552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2971694361189754552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2971694361189754552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2971694361189754552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2011/01/reading-bible.html' title='reading BIBLE =)'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TSB3H8X8-gI/AAAAAAAACAI/n7_767OTIFY/s72-c/Bible___.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4471360692227215063</id><published>2010-12-26T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T12:38:44.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 ending, last words.</title><content type='html'>Many things happened this 2010 yr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy of building up and pain in accepting the break of a new relationship&lt;br /&gt;The months spent thinking about career path &amp;amp; meaning of life and eventually quit the audit job&lt;br /&gt;the crazy job... the crazy, crazy audit job...&lt;br /&gt;The journey thru church doors and Cambodia orphan homes&lt;br /&gt;The new found job without job-searching and worries of west africa &amp;amp; india, the RM500 million acquisition..&lt;br /&gt;Moving back to JB&lt;br /&gt;Juggling of work demands, ministry needs, study requirement and lack of proper social life sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Internal struggles, barely avoiding breaking point and complicated thoughts&lt;br /&gt;The joy of guiding and watching the younger ones grow&lt;br /&gt;learning n guiding senior staff&lt;br /&gt;Stresses in the feeling of incompetence followed by God's deliverance&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination &amp;amp; inhumane perseverance&lt;br /&gt;Tiredness, exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet God is faithful, and His grace and strength is overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;What would next year be? What multitude of experiences awaiting? What joy &amp;amp; peace in Christ through all circumstances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Psalm 139&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;b&gt;For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16241"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; You have searched me, LORD,&lt;br /&gt;and you know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16242"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; You know when I sit and when I rise;&lt;br /&gt;you perceive my thoughts from afar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16243"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; You discern my going out and my lying down;&lt;br /&gt;you are familiar with all my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16244"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Before a word is on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;you, LORD, know it completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16245"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; You hem me in behind and before,&lt;br /&gt;and you lay your hand upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16246"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,&lt;br /&gt;too lofty for me to attain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16247"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; Where can I go from your Spirit?&lt;br /&gt;Where can I flee from your presence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16248"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; If I go up to the heavens, you are there;&lt;br /&gt;if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16249"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; If I rise on the wings of the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;if I settle on the far side of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16250"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; even there your hand will guide me,&lt;br /&gt;your right hand will hold me fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16251"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me&lt;br /&gt;and the light become night around me,”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16252"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; even the darkness will not be dark to you;&lt;br /&gt;the night will shine like the day,&lt;br /&gt;for darkness is as light to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16253"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; For you created my inmost being;&lt;br /&gt;you knit me together in my mother’s womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16254"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;&lt;br /&gt;your works are wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;I know that full well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16255"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; My frame was not hidden from you&lt;br /&gt;when I was made in the secret place,&lt;br /&gt;when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16256"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; Your eyes saw my unformed body;&lt;br /&gt;all the days ordained for me were written in your book&lt;br /&gt;before one of them came to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16257"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; How precious to me are your thoughts, God!&lt;br /&gt;How vast is the sum of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16258"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; Were I to count them,&lt;br /&gt;they would outnumber the grains of sand—&lt;br /&gt;when I awake, I am still with you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16259"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; If only you, God, would slay the wicked!&lt;br /&gt;Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16260"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; They speak of you with evil intent;&lt;br /&gt;your adversaries misuse your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16261"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; Do I not hate those who hate you, LORD,&lt;br /&gt;and abhor those who are in rebellion against you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16262"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; I have nothing but hatred for them;&lt;br /&gt;I count them my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16263"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; Search me, God, and know my heart;&lt;br /&gt;test me and know my anxious thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16264"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; See if there is any offensive way in me,&lt;br /&gt;and lead me in the way everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are ever faithful.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"With everything that You've started in me, I believe that You will be faithful"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~Lincoln Brewster ("Best Days", 2010)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then before the 31 Dec countdown, spend time withdrawing myself to seek the Lord and renew my mind for a fresh start =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4471360692227215063?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4471360692227215063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4471360692227215063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4471360692227215063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4471360692227215063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-ending-last-words.html' title='2010 ending, last words.'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4506441206164931137</id><published>2010-12-26T00:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:20:50.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lincoln Brewster - Best days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TRb6y_Z6v3I/AAAAAAAACAA/Szsk3QwhfVg/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24975"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24976"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; (This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.) &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24977"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; And everyone went to their own town to register. &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24978"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;  So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea,  to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and  line of David. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24979"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24980"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24981"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;  and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths  and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available  for them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24982"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24983"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24984"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24985"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24986"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24987"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24988"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; “Glory to God in the highest heaven,&lt;br /&gt;  and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24989"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;  When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said  to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has  happened, which the Lord has told us about.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24990"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24991"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24992"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24993"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24994"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;  The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things  they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24995"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;  On the eighth day, when it was time to circumcise the child, he was  named Jesus, the name the angel had given him before he was conceived. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Jesus Presented in the Temple&lt;/h5&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24996"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;  When the time came for the purification rites required by the Law of  Moses, Joseph and Mary took him to Jerusalem to present him to the Lord &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24997"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; (as it is written in the Law of the Lord, “Every firstborn male is to be consecrated to the Lord”), &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24998"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; and to offer a sacrifice in keeping with what is said in the Law of the Lord: “a pair of doves or two young pigeons.”&lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="%22#fen-NIV-24998c%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24999"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;  Now there was a man in Jerusalem called Simeon, who was righteous and  devout. He was waiting for the consolation of Israel, and the Holy  Spirit was on him. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25000"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt; It had been revealed to him by the Holy Spirit that he would not die before he had seen the Lord’s Messiah. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25001"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;  Moved by the Spirit, he went into the temple courts. When the parents  brought in the child Jesus to do for him what the custom of the Law  required, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25002"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt; Simeon took him in his arms and praised God, saying: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25003"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt; “Sovereign Lord, as you have promised,&lt;br /&gt;  you may now dismiss your servant in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25004"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt; For my eyes have seen your salvation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25005"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt; which you have prepared in the sight of all nations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25006"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt; a light for revelation to the Gentiles,&lt;br /&gt;  and the glory of your people Israel.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25007"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt; The child’s father and mother marveled at what was said about him. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25008"&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt;  Then Simeon blessed them and said to Mary, his mother: “This child is  destined to cause the falling and rising of many in Israel, and to be a  sign that will be spoken against, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25009"&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt; so that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed. And a sword will pierce your own soul too.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25010"&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt;  There was also a prophet, Anna, the daughter of Penuel, of the tribe of  Asher. She was very old; she had lived with her husband seven years  after her marriage, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25011"&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt; and then was a widow until she was eighty-four. She never left the temple but worshiped night and day, fasting and praying. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25012"&gt;38&lt;/sup&gt;  Coming up to them at that very moment, she gave thanks to God and spoke  about the child to all who were looking forward to the redemption of  Jerusalem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25013"&gt;39&lt;/sup&gt; When  Joseph and Mary had done everything required by the Law of the Lord,  they returned to Galilee to their own town of Nazareth. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25014"&gt;40&lt;/sup&gt; And the child grew and became strong; he was filled with wisdom, and the grace of God was on him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt;The Boy Jesus at the Temple&lt;/h5&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25015"&gt;41&lt;/sup&gt; Every year Jesus’ parents went to Jerusalem for the Festival of the Passover. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25016"&gt;42&lt;/sup&gt; When he was twelve years old, they went up to the festival, according to the custom. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25017"&gt;43&lt;/sup&gt;  After the festival was over, while his parents were returning home, the  boy Jesus stayed behind in Jerusalem, but they were unaware of it. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25018"&gt;44&lt;/sup&gt;  Thinking he was in their company, they traveled on for a day. Then they  began looking for him among their relatives and friends. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25019"&gt;45&lt;/sup&gt; When they did not find him, they went back to Jerusalem to look for him. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25020"&gt;46&lt;/sup&gt; After three days they found him in the temple courts, sitting among the teachers, listening to them and asking them questions. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25021"&gt;47&lt;/sup&gt; Everyone who heard him was amazed at his understanding and his answers. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25022"&gt;48&lt;/sup&gt;  When his parents saw him, they were astonished. His mother said to him,  “Son, why have you treated us like this? Your father and I have been  anxiously searching for you.” &lt;p&gt;   &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25023"&gt;49&lt;/sup&gt; “Why were you searching for me?”&lt;/span&gt; he asked. &lt;span class="woj" style=""&gt;“Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25024"&gt;50&lt;/sup&gt; But they did not understand what he was saying to them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25025"&gt;51&lt;/sup&gt; Then he went down to Nazareth with them and was obedient to them. But his mother treasured all these things in her heart. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-25026"&gt;52&lt;/sup&gt; And Jesus grew in wisdom and stature, and in favor with God and man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Revelation 12&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h5&gt;The Woman and the Dragon&lt;/h5&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30893"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;  A great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the  moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30894"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; She was pregnant and cried out in pain as she was about to give birth. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30895"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; Then another sign appeared in heaven: an enormous red dragon with seven heads and ten horns and seven crowns on its heads. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30896"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;  Its tail swept a third of the stars out of the sky and flung them to  the earth. The dragon stood in front of the woman who was about to give  birth, so that it might devour her child the moment he was born. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30897"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; She gave birth to a son, a male child, who “will rule all the nations with an iron scepter.”And her child was snatched up to God and to his throne. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30898"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; The woman fled into the wilderness to a place prepared for her by God, where she might be taken care of for 1,260 days. &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30899"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; Then war broke out in heaven. Michael and his angels fought against the dragon, and the dragon and his angels fought back. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30900"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; But he was not strong enough, and they lost their place in heaven. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30901"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;  The great dragon was hurled down—that ancient serpent called the devil,  or Satan, who leads the whole world astray. He was hurled to the earth,  and his angels with him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30902"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; Then I heard a loud voice in heaven say: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   “Now have come the salvation and the power&lt;br /&gt;and the kingdom of our God,&lt;br /&gt;and the authority of his Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;For the accuser of our brothers and sisters,&lt;br /&gt;who accuses them before our God day and night,&lt;br /&gt;has been hurled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30903"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; They triumphed over him&lt;br /&gt;by the blood of the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;and by the word of their testimony;&lt;br /&gt;they did not love their lives so much&lt;br /&gt;as to shrink from death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30904"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore rejoice, you heavens&lt;br /&gt;and you who dwell in them!&lt;br /&gt;But woe to the earth and the sea,&lt;br /&gt;because the devil has gone down to you!&lt;br /&gt;He is filled with fury,&lt;br /&gt;because he knows that his time is short.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30905"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; When the dragon saw that he had been hurled to the earth, he pursued the woman who had given birth to the male child. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30906"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;  The woman was given the two wings of a great eagle, so that she might  fly to the place prepared for her in the wilderness, where she would be  taken care of for a time, times and half a time, out of the serpent’s  reach. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30907"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; Then from his mouth the serpent spewed water like a river, to overtake the woman and sweep her away with the torrent. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30908"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; But the earth helped the woman by opening its mouth and swallowing the river that the dragon had spewed out of his mouth. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30909"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;  Then the dragon was enraged at the woman and went off to wage war  against the rest of her offspring—those who keep God’s commands and hold  fast their testimony about Jesus. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1132907929543081647?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1132907929543081647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1132907929543081647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1132907929543081647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1132907929543081647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-3054514825428641396</id><published>2010-12-19T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T03:53:11.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy of serving the next generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQ9DnqHA4yI/AAAAAAAAB_s/n6ZTVdSIEi0/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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sweet ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hQHaPTpPFY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hQHaPTpPFY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Simplicity ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m0I3Kpl3DTI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m0I3Kpl3DTI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-8306026492093538539?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/8306026492093538539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=8306026492093538539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8306026492093538539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/8306026492093538539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/your-best-years-are-ahead.html' title='Your best years are ahead ~~'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-7653392159535926280</id><published>2010-12-15T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T05:13:20.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day back to office after exam</title><content type='html'>1st day back to office after exam, and i got called for discussion by the GM, senior accountant  &amp;amp; treasury dept even before i find my seat, and later on again called to the GM room for discussion.&lt;br /&gt;and then in 30 mins whisk away for a full day's seminar n discussion on implementation of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SAP_AG"&gt;SAP&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how small &amp;amp; busy i felt but still gotha cope &amp;amp; improve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh the kid's gotha learn a lot"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-7653392159535926280?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/7653392159535926280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=7653392159535926280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7653392159535926280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7653392159535926280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/1st-day-back-to-office-after-exam.html' title='1st day back to office after exam'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-3874457916455690687</id><published>2010-12-13T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T06:37:00.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who you hang out with</title><content type='html'>When they saw the courage of Peter and John and realized that they were  unschooled, ordinary men, they were astonished and they took note that  these men&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; had been with Jesus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Acts 4:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-3874457916455690687?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/3874457916455690687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=3874457916455690687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3874457916455690687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3874457916455690687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/who-you-hang-out-with.html' title='Who you hang out with'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-7810469239865644791</id><published>2010-12-13T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:37:51.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQXoXfqeWII/AAAAAAAAB_U/5dRkRp7cyT8/s1600/45231_428931666878_561196878_5502050_3873105_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQXoXfqeWII/AAAAAAAAB_U/5dRkRp7cyT8/s400/45231_428931666878_561196878_5502050_3873105_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550097606138288258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As of mid-Dec 2010, all my colleagues in the same audit team in my previous firm has resigned &amp;amp; left. What's left are only memories of the crazy hours, extreme stresses, wide exposure and fun we had while coping with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All went back to their respective countries, indonesia, australia, china, me malaysia, another further to UK. All have gotten stronger &amp;amp; wiser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQXoXNSka0I/AAAAAAAAB_M/9x8eUk8Sqgs/s1600/35093_413290731878_561196878_5163511_5795107_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQXoXNSka0I/AAAAAAAAB_M/9x8eUk8Sqgs/s400/35093_413290731878_561196878_5163511_5795107_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550097601206184770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-7810469239865644791?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/7810469239865644791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=7810469239865644791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7810469239865644791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7810469239865644791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/only-memories.html' title='Only memories'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQXoXfqeWII/AAAAAAAAB_U/5dRkRp7cyT8/s72-c/45231_428931666878_561196878_5502050_3873105_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-3737076396751796963</id><published>2010-12-12T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T06:31:55.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holocaust to Lincoln</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQTIygFvpsI/AAAAAAAAB_E/KLuFA8VNs4c/s1600/holocaust060707_468x391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQTIygFvpsI/AAAAAAAAB_E/KLuFA8VNs4c/s400/holocaust060707_468x391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549781410760337090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back when I had a few weeks of holiday from college, I did a brief research on the &lt;a href="http://holocaust-project.blogspot.com/"&gt;Holocaust&lt;/a&gt; and it changed my perspective in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I am granted holiday again someday, next will be on the life of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know how he journeyed from a child till his death - the miles walked just to borrow books, the person who only had less than 2 years of formal education, the many hours spent reading the bible and copying parts to memorise it, his work as a farm labourer, rail worker, military captain, grocery store owner, postmaster, land surveyor, lawyer, political figure &amp;amp; US president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The numerous, numerous setbacks - Family lost land title, death of mother at 9 yrs old, considered to be lazy by family &amp;amp; neighbours, 1st fiance died before marriage, 2nd relationship failed, 3rd one split as marriage day approaching. Business failed, business partner died, bankruptcy &amp;amp; spent 17 yrs repaying debt. 2nd son died at 3 yrs old, 3rd son died at 11 yrs old, 4th son died at 18 yrs old. Had nervous breakdown, suffered from clinical depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politically: Defeated for state legislature, defeated for speaker, defeated for nomination for Congress, lost renomination, defeated for US senate, defeated for nomination for vice president, elected President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consistently rated as one of 3 greatest presidents of US. Went through the civil war, preserved the union, ended slavery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQTIyaRtdII/AAAAAAAAB-8/FLEeJxQcC4c/s1600/freedom-abraham-lincoln.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQTIyaRtdII/AAAAAAAAB-8/FLEeJxQcC4c/s400/freedom-abraham-lincoln.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549781409199912066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Die when I may, I want it said by those who knew me best that I always plucked a thistle and planted a flower where I thought a flower would grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Abraham Lincoln&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/33672745-3737076396751796963?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/3737076396751796963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=3737076396751796963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3737076396751796963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3737076396751796963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/holocaust-to-lincoln.html' title='Holocaust to Lincoln'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TQTIygFvpsI/AAAAAAAAB_E/KLuFA8VNs4c/s72-c/holocaust060707_468x391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1024686226163736836</id><published>2010-12-11T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T15:50:32.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shy's impression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span jsid="text"&gt;&lt;div id="id_4d040e087e58b9617517736" class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"&gt;Like My Status &amp;amp; I will tell you ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) How we met&lt;br /&gt;2) My first impression of you&lt;br /&gt;3) What I like about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;4) Favorite memory with you&lt;br /&gt;5) A song that reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;6) Dare you to put this on your status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Teenz? You're priscilla's elder brother and alan raved about your drumming skill haha.&lt;br /&gt;2. You looked dai dai and sleepy but turned out to be crazy both in humour and behind the drums.&lt;br /&gt;3. You think deeply about the things that are hap&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;pening and makes me feel less crazy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hanging out after teenz going for supper, but rivaling badminton sessions =)&lt;br /&gt;5. I Am Nothing - Ginny Owens&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/33672745-1024686226163736836?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1024686226163736836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1024686226163736836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1024686226163736836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1024686226163736836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/shys-impression.html' title='Shy&apos;s impression'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-3632866187498220331</id><published>2010-12-09T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T17:00:25.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything that occurs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything that occurs teaches and prepares you for the next stage of life.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Zig Ziglar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing is lost, comforts the old melancholy in fading youthfulness. Forgotten feelings are only feelings. Today, He made all things new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will surely find at the journey’s end,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the world may afford,&lt;br /&gt;That things fade away, and success is seen&lt;br /&gt;In the life that has served the Lord.&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/33672745-3632866187498220331?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/3632866187498220331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=3632866187498220331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3632866187498220331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3632866187498220331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/everything-that-occurs.html' title='Everything that occurs..'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-121871171768419527</id><published>2010-12-09T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T07:30:05.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Both Sides Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air&lt;br /&gt;And feather canyons everywhere, i've looked at cloud that way.&lt;br /&gt;But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;So many things i would have done but clouds got in my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at clouds from both sides now,&lt;br /&gt;From up and down, and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's cloud illusions i recall.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know clouds at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moons and junes and ferris wheels, the dizzy dancing way you feel&lt;br /&gt;As every fairy tale comes real; i've looked at love that way.&lt;br /&gt;But now it's just another show. you leave 'em laughing when you go&lt;br /&gt;And if you care, don't let them know, don't give yourself away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at love from both sides now,&lt;br /&gt;From give and take, and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's love's illusions i recall.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know love at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears and fears and feeling proud to say "i love you" right out loud,&lt;br /&gt;Dreams and schemes and circus crowds, i've looked at life that way.&lt;br /&gt;But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say&lt;br /&gt;I've changed.&lt;br /&gt;Something's lost but something's gained in living every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked at life from both sides now,&lt;br /&gt;From win and lose, and still somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's life's illusions i recall.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know life at all&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2nfejmghelj"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Joni Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9j_j-cUwKc?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/v9j_j-cUwKc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/33672745-121871171768419527?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/121871171768419527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=121871171768419527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/121871171768419527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/121871171768419527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/both-sides-now.html' title='Both Sides Now'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-5711957523199406687</id><published>2010-12-09T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T04:53:42.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonnet XVII</title><content type='html'>when too stressed, read poetry.. Pablo Neruda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz&lt;br /&gt; or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:&lt;br /&gt; I love you as certain dark things are loved,&lt;br /&gt; secretly, between the shadow and the soul.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries&lt;br /&gt; hidden within itself the light of those flowers,&lt;br /&gt; and thanks to your love, darkly in my body&lt;br /&gt; lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,&lt;br /&gt; I love you simply, without problems or pride:&lt;br /&gt; I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;but this, in which there is no I or you,&lt;br /&gt; so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,&lt;br /&gt; so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-5711957523199406687?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/5711957523199406687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=5711957523199406687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5711957523199406687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/5711957523199406687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/sonnet-xvii.html' title='Sonnet XVII'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-3500599932327943760</id><published>2010-12-08T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T07:30:21.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TP-kh8CeVeI/AAAAAAAAB-0/TiV-nlKQQ2k/s1600/40766786.DSCN5618copy.jpg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TP-kh8CeVeI/AAAAAAAAB-0/TiV-nlKQQ2k/s400/40766786.DSCN5618copy.jpg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548334168902882786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to most i am &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DKzIK8fyu7k"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, to a handful i am &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sD-iVvcxJZU"&gt;that&lt;/a&gt;, to some, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q49TU1S6UGc"&gt;maybe&lt;/a&gt;; to the few, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=558rexgg3ew"&gt;silently&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-3500599932327943760?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/3500599932327943760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=3500599932327943760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3500599932327943760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/3500599932327943760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/is-it.html' title='is it..'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TP-kh8CeVeI/AAAAAAAAB-0/TiV-nlKQQ2k/s72-c/40766786.DSCN5618copy.jpg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-1545857068491895625</id><published>2010-12-06T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:01:32.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purpose</title><content type='html'>"God’s purpose is not to perfect me to make me a trophy in His showcase;  He is getting me to the place where He can use me. Let Him do what He  wants.."&lt;br /&gt;~Oswald Chambers (My utmost for His highest devotional)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-1545857068491895625?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/1545857068491895625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=1545857068491895625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1545857068491895625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/1545857068491895625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/purpose.html' title='Purpose'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-7014641816361874474</id><published>2010-12-05T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T09:33:22.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress management</title><content type='html'>Learning to handle a "small" manufacturing company. To them it's small, to me &amp;amp; my inexperience, it's overwhelming at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coping with a work that I heard usually need months of training first. How long am I working here, slightly over 2 months, do I look like a kiddo with too heavy responsibilities. Learning.. learning.. to be dependable, to hold up with colleagues and a support group of staff older than me.. To be able to hold a good level of understanding and give sound advice when they come to me.. and to cope well in my personal capacity. Not a manager but due to being somewhat in the lower middle of the corporate ladder, have to serve the supporting staff members. First time doing so, previously in SG only an assistant. Many things to learn &amp;amp; teach &amp;amp; guide, many more hours to put in, much more leadership qualities &amp;amp; problem-solving skills expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where is God, have my whirlwinds spin Him off the centre of my life? I came to church so exhausted i think i yawned a dozen times during prayer, there are many things done and not done; there are things that I have done well and things I used to hold on to tightly but now have neglected. Eh... I have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is not a crutch. Faith may be a strength unknown of human ability &amp;amp; a vision with a purpose. And I know Your joy is exceeding and never fades. You never change, Your love is always the same. So here I am, to abide &amp;amp; follow You, everywhere from the drum stool to the executive chair, and to the hopeful unknown region in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C01lLxEo3xM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C01lLxEo3xM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-7014641816361874474?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/7014641816361874474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=7014641816361874474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7014641816361874474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/7014641816361874474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/12/stress-management.html' title='Stress management'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-2711499827468190710</id><published>2010-11-29T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T05:05:53.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Found in You</title><content type='html'>There are many things that could warm a heart; by having a fulfilling career, great family, lovely partner, beautiful children, close friendships. A home, a house, a fun car, all-round growing ministry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above these desires, I am found in You. I am found in You. And I'll live the life You want me to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-2711499827468190710?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/2711499827468190710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=2711499827468190710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2711499827468190710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/2711499827468190710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/11/found-in-you.html' title='Found in You'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4146354644735790395</id><published>2010-11-28T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T01:26:00.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our main business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TPIgBYUYY5I/AAAAAAAAB-s/7lDmXJpm5h8/s1600/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TPIgBYUYY5I/AAAAAAAAB-s/7lDmXJpm5h8/s400/IMG_0378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544529299326395282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;‎"Our main business is not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;~Thomas Carlyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TPIgBc6yfsI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4dLuclTx4Y0/s1600/IMG_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TPIgBc6yfsI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4dLuclTx4Y0/s400/IMG_0380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544529300561231554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4146354644735790395?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4146354644735790395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4146354644735790395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4146354644735790395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4146354644735790395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-main-business.html' title='Our main business'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TPIgBYUYY5I/AAAAAAAAB-s/7lDmXJpm5h8/s72-c/IMG_0378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-4869563507856967568</id><published>2010-11-27T07:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T07:58:53.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father Samaan and Garbage City</title><content type='html'>This is a short documentary on Father Samaan and "Garbage City" where  the Zabaleen of Egypt live. It is about the miraculous transformation of  the people through Christ and the building of the Church in the  Mokattam Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e01d4OlTi_k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e01d4OlTi_k?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" 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;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VpQc7OS_DNs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VpQc7OS_DNs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-4869563507856967568?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/4869563507856967568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=4869563507856967568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4869563507856967568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/4869563507856967568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/11/father-samaan-and-garbage-city.html' title='Father Samaan and Garbage City'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-710821880337273019</id><published>2010-11-26T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T01:03:17.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st episode - done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TO93gq4PHzI/AAAAAAAAB-c/D0q-cEzXWK0/s1600/149094_464787546878_561196878_6159008_7884958_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TO93gq4PHzI/AAAAAAAAB-c/D0q-cEzXWK0/s400/149094_464787546878_561196878_6159008_7884958_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543781069466050354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the end of 1st episode of this career in JB. Merging, assist to manage &amp;amp; now relocating back to main office for a combined accounting staff of 30+.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had the best chicken rice in PG @ LAN coffee cafe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, SAP &amp;amp; new consolidation pack. Waiting &amp;amp; hoping to be posted soon.&lt;br /&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/33672745-710821880337273019?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/710821880337273019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=710821880337273019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/710821880337273019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/710821880337273019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/11/1st-episode-done.html' title='1st episode - done!'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7b7BOyDKFTQ/TO93gq4PHzI/AAAAAAAAB-c/D0q-cEzXWK0/s72-c/149094_464787546878_561196878_6159008_7884958_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33672745.post-641919459229318677</id><published>2010-11-23T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T07:29:59.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the video that will make me work harder, much harder</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/JessicaJackley_2010G-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JessicaJackley-2010G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=983&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=jessica_jackley_poverty_money_and_love;year=2010;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=a_taste_of_tedglobal_2010;theme=rethinking_poverty;event=TEDGlobal+2010;&amp;amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/JessicaJackley_2010G-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JessicaJackley-2010G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=983&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=jessica_jackley_poverty_money_and_love;year=2010;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=a_taste_of_tedglobal_2010;theme=rethinking_poverty;event=TEDGlobal+2010;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33672745-641919459229318677?l=1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/feeds/641919459229318677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33672745&amp;postID=641919459229318677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/641919459229318677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33672745/posts/default/641919459229318677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://1lifecrashdiff.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-video-that-will-make-me-work.html' title='This is the video that will make me work harder, much harder'/><author><name>Victor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08356642570360991164</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
