Quantum of Solace

Just last night we watched the Bond movie Quantum of solace with my church mates at Plaza Singapura. Nope... it wasn't the Bond movie that made my night, but it was the bonding that we had. It has been year since we went out to watch a movie together. I wish there'll be a follow up... probably next year (Wow...once a year... he he he).

It was so much fun!

About the movie... it was okay but I thought the previous Bond movies were superb.

It's seldom to happen so... there must be a souvenir... photo photo photo time!!!

Power of prayer

Today I got an e-mail from ate Mel... an inspiring story. I thought I'd post it here...

In September 1960, I woke up one morning with six hungry babies and just 75 cents in my pocket. Their father was gone.The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two. Their Dad had never been much more than a presence they feared. Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel driveway they would scramble to hide under their beds.He did manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries. Now that he had decided to leave, there would be no more beatings, but no food either.If there was a welfare system in effect in southern Indiana at that time, I certainly knew nothing about it. I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then put on my best homemade dress, loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy and drove off to find a job. The seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant in our small town. No luck.The kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried to convince who ever would listen that I was willing to learn or do anything. I had to have a job.Still no luck. The last place we went to, just a few miles out of town, was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in that had been converted to a truck stop. It was called the Big Wheel. An old lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of the window from time to time at all those kids. She needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until seven in the morning. She paid 65 cents an hour, and I could start that night. I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat for people. I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night. She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already be asleep.This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal. That night when the little ones and I knelt to say our prayers, we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job. And so I started at the Big Wheel. When I got home in the mornings I woke the baby-sitter up and sent her home with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I averaged every night. As the weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager wage. The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them with air on the way to work and again every morning before I could go home. One bleak fall morning, I dragged myself to the car to go home and found four tires in the back seat. New tires!There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful brand new tires. Had angels taken up residence in Indiana ? I wondered.I made a deal with the local service station. In exchange for his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office. I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did for him to do the tires.I was now working six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough. Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money for toys for the kids . I found a can of red paint and started repairing and painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the basement so there would be something for Santa to deliver on Christmas morning. Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches on the boys pants and soon they would be too far gone to repair.On Christmas Eve, the usual customers were drinking coffee in the Big Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank, and Jim, and a state trooper named Joe. A few musicians were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were dropping nickels in the pinball machine. The regulars all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of the morning and then left to get home before the sun came up. When it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on Christmas morning, to my amazement, my old battered Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all shapes and sizes. I quickly opened the driver's side door, crawled inside and kneeled in the front facing the back seat.Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the top box. Inside was a whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10! I looked inside another box: It was full of shirts to go with the jeans. Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking, and canned vegetables and potatoes. There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie filling and flour. There was a whole bag of laundry supplies and cleaning items. And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little doll.As I drove back through empty streets as the sun slowly rose on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was sobbing with gratitude. And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my little ones that precious morning.Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop.... THE POWER OF PRAYER.

I believe that God only gives three answers to prayer:

1. 'Yes!'

2. 'Not yet.'

3! . 'I have something better in mind..'

God still sits on the throne, the devil is a liar. You may be going through a tough time right now, but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that you cannot imagine.

How to be complete?

Every Thursday we have our care group, it’s simply a fellowship that we do once in a week. Yesterday was a combination of two care groups and so it was really crowded. It was so much fun! There were new comers, and I thought they enjoyed a lot too!
Part of the activity is bible study and sharing. The topic was about how to be complete.

How to be complete? Seemed to be a tough question huh! My brother Joo as usual leads the discussion. There were three pointers to be remembered on how to be complete, he said. First, you must be yourself... you don’t need to be somebody else. Second, do always your best... focus on the potential that you have and make it perfect. And the last one, trust god... you must not rely on yourself for it is god who always provide for every missing piece in yourself to make you complete.
Three pointers to bear in mind, easy to remember but these are quite hard to do. We often adapt ourselves in every situation we are into, tends for us to act as someone else. Of course you have to... or else you will be out of place. We want to be a kind of a flexible person I should say, but I think... it has something to do with our pride as well. We as human, it is our nature that we want us to be praised, to be admired, blah blah blah always... right?

As they say, there is no perfect in this world, not all the time we always do things in our best. Sometimes there are factors affects us not to excel. Though we really want to do our best in everything that we do but to fail is a possibility. But... yeah... it is but right to be excellent in all things we do. Aja!

Being a human is being weak! I think so! Do you think there’s ever a man consistently strong throughout his whole life? No lah! Yeah I trust god... but it’s always be our initial reaction to forget when we feel the worries, fear, uncomfortable, etc. if we’re into a displeasing scenario. Why? Maybe it’s part of being a human. Then I think it’s the time for us to take vitamins for memory enhancement so we’ll not forget god... seriously... we should pray not to be affected of what is happening in our surroundings, just trust god and everything will be fine. Amen!

Self Improvement and Self Growth

By Remez Sasson

Nowadays, the terms self improvement, self growth and self help have become popular. We find many books about these subjects and many websites too. It seems that people are turning inside to find the solution to their problems. They seek knowledge, techniques, workshops, lectures and teachers who can show them the way. People begin to understand that self improvement and self growth improve the quality of life.

The subconscious mind is one of the major keys to self improvement and self growth. By changing the contents of the subconscious mind you change your habits, behavior and attitudes. This is brought about through visualization, affirmations, meditation and by analyzing behavior and habits.

The process of inner change requires inner work. It is not enough to read, you have to practice what you read, and this needs time and effort. There is no such thing as instant self improvement. Any inner change takes time, and there must be motivation, desire, ambition, perseverance and dedication. Outer and inner resistance and opposition must be taken into account too. Upon starting any self improvement program, most people usually encounter inner resistance that come from their old habits and their subconscious mind, and also resistance and opposition from the people around them.
The desire to change, build new habits and improve must be strong enough to resist any laziness, desire to give up and the ridicule or opposition from family, friends or colleagues.

Let me tell you something about myself. I have been drawn to self improvement techniques from an early age, and have regarded them as a source for inner strength, happiness and a way to a better life. One of the most useful techniques that I have discovered was a simple, but very effective technique. It consisted of watching how people behaved and acted in various situations, and then looking inside myself, to find out if I behaved in the same way under the same conditions.

When I saw people with certain traits of character, or a certain kind of behavior that I did not like, I examined myself to see whether I possessed them too. If I did, I visualized and rehearsed in my mind a different sort of behavior. In my mind's eye I saw myself with the opposite traits of character. I visualized myself in situations, where I manifested the new behavior.
When I encountered traits of character or behavior, which I liked, I used to think about their advantages and benefits and their importance in my life. Here too, I used visualization and affirmations and endeavored to act in this way in daily life.

In this way I have learned and benefited a lot from the behavior and actions of the people around me, at work, at home, in the street and everywhere else, from people in real life, and from watching people on the screen. It was never for the purpose of judging them or taking advantage of them, but for learning how to act, react and behave in a better way. This process had another benefit. It increased the knowledge about how the mind and thoughts influence the behavior and actions of people.

How can you too take advantage of this technique for self improvement and growth?

1. Look around you and watch how people behave in various circumstances. Watch the people you meet at home, work, at the supermarket, on the bus, train and on the street. Watch and learn also from people interviewed on TV, and also from movies.

2. Watch how people talk, walk and react, and how they are consequently treated by others.

3. Pay attention to the way people use their voice and how they react to others' voices. Watch how you feel and act when people shout or speak softly. Watch what happens when people get angry, restless and upset and what happens if they are calm and relaxed.

4. If you do not like what you see, analyze what and why you do not like it, and then analyze your own behavior to find out whether you behave in the same way. Be honest and impartial in your analysis.

5. If you discover that you manifest some of these undesirable traits of character and behavior, affirm to yourself often, that every time you manifest these traits or behavior, you are going to be conscious and aware of them, and do your best to avoid them.

6. Play in your mind a mental scene of how you would like to behave. Repeat it several times a day, every day.

7. When you detect a sort of behavior or character traits you like and desire to possess, try to act in a similar way. Here too, visualize several times each day a scene, where you act and behave in that different way.

8. You can also decide to change some habit and behavior patterns and develop new ones, because you believe they are necessary and beneficial, even without seeing them in others first.

9. Think and visualize over and over again in your mind how you would like to act and behave. Constantly remind yourself of the changes you desire to make, and strive to act according to them. Each time that you find yourself acting according to your old habit, remember your decision to change and improve, and act accordingly.

10. Do not be disappointed or frustrated if you do not attain fast results. It does not matter how many times you fail or forget to behave as you desired. Persevere with your efforts and never give up, and you will begin to see how you and your life change.

http://www.successconsciousness.com/index_000043.htm

I AM A CHRISTIAN

Here's Meg's message to me for today, it's a poem...

I am a Christian

When I say..."I am a Christian"

I'm not shouting "I am saved"

I'm whispering "I was lost"

That is why I chose this way.

When I say..."I am a Christian"

I don't speak of this with pride.

I'm confessing that I stumble

And need someone to be my guide.

When I say..."I am a Christian"

I'm not trying to be strong.

I'm professing that I'm weak

And pray for strength to carry on.

When I say..."I am a Christian"

I'm not bragging of success.

I'm admitting I have failed

And cannot ever pay the debt.

When I say..."I am a Christian"

I'm not claiming to be perfect,

My flaws are all too visible,

But God believes I'm worth it.

When I say..."I am a Christian"

I still feel the sting of pain

I have my share of heartaches

Which is why I speak His name.

When I say..."I am a Christian"

I do not wish to judge.

I have no authority.

I only know I'm loved.

GOD ABUNDANTLY BLESS US ALL…

My friend...s**ks!

I have a friend... nope... I would say... I had a friend that really sucks! (sorry for the foul word...I can't help it)

Our church will be having an activity, and we are part of the dance group that will be performing on the said activity. One night we went to the dance practice, prior of that momentous event (as if it really momentous!), I waited for him for almost an hour for he always off late. That night I'm not feelin' well so i was very quiet. It wasn't the happy Red that was present on that night.

To make the story short... when the practice was already through, we had our very nice exit. Since we are not familiar with the place we decided to take taxi instead of bus. While on the the taxi stand, some of our church mates who were there in the practice passed by and ask if we want to join them on their dinner. I really want to go home that night as early as possible for I'm not feelin well, so I refused.

Unexpectedly, that friend of mine joined them (maybe because they were having fun), and a very kind of him, he left me as if I never exist (can you imagine the scenario). Even just a single word I did not hear from him...how gross! Is that what you call "friend"?! That was really rude! Imagine... I waited for him and he just left me like a shit! But what makes me disgusted is... he's my friend! I don't know what was really running through his mind for making that very friendly behaviour (It was really friendly and i appreciated it), what i know is...that really sucks!

I had my way back alone and feeling so disgusted. I changed my mind, instead of going home, i went to other place to unwind. It was already late when i went back to our place.

See... some instances make us discover who really our true friends are. If in that very instance he did that to me, how much more in a worst juncture.

I thought he's one of my closest friends. (I’m not angry! I’m not!)

Friend And Acquaintance

There is a difference between being an acquaintance and being a friend. An acquaintance is someone whose name you know, who you see every now and then, who you probably have something in common with and who you feel comfortable around. It's a person that you can invite to your home and share things with. But they are people who you don't share your life with, whose actions sometimes you don't understand because you don't know enough about them. On the other hand, a friend is someone you love. Not that you are "in love" with them, but you care about them and you think about them when they are not there. The people you are reminded of when you see something they might like, and you know this because you know them so well. They are the people whose pictures you have and whose faces are in your head regardless.Friends are the people you feel safe around because you know they care about you. They call just to see how you are doing, because a friend doesn't need an excuse. They tell you the truth, the first time, and you do the same. You know that if you have a problem, they are there to listen.Friends are the people who won't laugh at you or hurt you, and if they do hurt you they try hard to make it up to you. They are the people you love, regardless of whether you realize it.Friends are the people you cried with when you got rejected from colleges and during the last song at the prom and at graduation. They are the people that when you hug them, you don't think about how long to hug and who's going to be the first one to let go.Maybe they are the people that hold the rings at your wedding, or maybe they are the people who give you away at your wedding, or maybe they are the people you marry. Maybe they are the people who cry at your wedding because they are happy or because they are proud.They are the people who stop you from making mistakes and help you when you do. They are are the people whose hand you can hold, or you can hug or give them a kiss and not have it be awkward because they understand the things you do and they love you for them.They stick with you and stand by you. They hold your hand. They watch you live and you watch them live and you learn from them. Your life is not the same without them.

Neither too late nor too early

Here's Meg's inspiring message for the day...

There is a time for everything under heaven. This seems redundant as it does not add anything to what we already know, but it is amazing how often we need to be reaffirmed in truths that we would claim to know already. How often has someone told you that God loves you? It is not likely we will tire of hearing this truth. It is important that we realize that there is a time for all things; the difficulty is learning to discern when and where. There is a time for war – to fight for truth and right. How we should do this is another matter.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-11
1 There is an appointed time for everything, and a time for every affair under the heavens. 2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant. 3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to tear down, and a time to build. 4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance. 5 A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them; a time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces. 6 A time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away. 7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to be silent, and a time to speak. 8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. 9 What advantage has the worker from his toil? 10 I have considered the task which God has appointed for men to be busied about. 11 He has made everything appropriate to its time, and has put the timeless into their hearts, without men’s ever discovering, from beginning to end, the work which God has done.

REFLECTION:
God is neither too late nor too early. He makes all things beautiful in His time.

I choose to wait on You Lord no matter how long it takes for I know You have prepared only the best for me

Sea Food Fried Rice

I usually take a lunch in the canteen, but my friend Nazri asked me to go with him for lunch outside! We went to a Malay Food restaurant since my friend is Malay. I ordered from the menu book without having the idea of the food, I just based on the picture there...seemed nice! And here's the food...oh my god! Very spicy! Do you think i can finish the food...cannot!

I WILL BE HERE

Aside from my family, there are other persons that are so precious to me...my childhood friend Macee, and the Gorillaz; Bhabees, Lynette, Joey and Jao....and so, I want to dedicate this song to them...

I Will Be Here

Tomorrow mornin' if you wake up
And the sun does not appear
I...I will be here
If in the dark we lose sight of love
Hold my hand and have no fear' Cause
I...I will be here
I will be here
When you feel like bein' quiet
When you need to speak your mind
I will listen
And I will be here
When the laughter turns to cryin'
Through the winnin' and losin' and tryin'
We'll be together'
Cause I will be here
Tomorrow mornin' if you wake up
And the future is unclear
I...I'll be here
Just as sure as seasons are made for change
Our lifetimes are made for years
I...I will be here
I will be here
You can cry on my shoulder
When the mirror tells us we're older
I will hold you
And I will be here
To watch you grow in beauty
And tell you all the things you are to me
I will be here
I will be true
To the promise I have made
To you and to the One
who gave you to me
I...I will be here
And just as sure as seasons are made for change
Our lifetimes are made for years'
Cause I...I will be here....
We'll be together, forever'

Cause I will be here

I will be here

I wish we'll be friends forever. Though we're all apart, I know we'll always be there to support each and every one of us. Smile!

Flying

by: Roger Dean Kiser, Sr.

Once upon a time there was a little boy who was raised in a orphanage.The little boy had always wished that he could fly like a bird. It was very difficult for him to understand why he could not fly. There were birds at the zoo that were much bigger than he, and they could fly."Why can't I?" he thought. "Is there something wrong with me?" he wondered.There was another little boy who was crippled. He had always wished that he could walk and run like other little boys and girls."Why can't I be like them?" he thought.One day the little orphan boy who had wanted to fly like a bird ran away from the orphanage. He came upon a park where he saw the little boy who could not walk or run playing in the sandbox.He ran over to the little boy and asked him if he had ever wanted to fly like a bird."No," said the little boy who could not walk or run. "But I have wondered what it would be like to walk and run like other boys and girls.""That is very sad." said the little boy who wanted to fly. "Do you think we could be friends?" he said to the little boy in the sandbox."Sure." said the little boy.The two little boys played for hours. They made sand castles and made really funny sounds with their mouths. Sounds which made them laugh real hard. Then the little boy's father came with a wheelchair to pick up his son. The little boy who had always wanted to fly ran over to the boy's father and whispered something into his ear."That would be OK," said the man.The little boy who had always wanted to fly like a bird ran over to his new friend and said, "You are my only friend and I wish that there was something that I could do to make you walk and run like other little boys and girls. But I can't. But there is something that I can do for you."The little orphan boy turned around and told his new friend to slide up onto his back. He then began to run across the grass. Faster and faster he ran, carrying the little crippled boy on his back. Faster and harder he ran across the park. Harder and harder he made his legs travel. Soon the wind just whistled across the two little boys' faces.The little boy's father began to cry as he watched his beautiful little crippled son flapping his arms up and down in the wind, all the while yelling at the top of his voice,"I'M FLYING, DADDY. I'M FLYING!"

The Doll And The Rose

I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: 'Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'The old lady replied: 'You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She leftquickly.The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to."It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all, and not to worry.But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have togive the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the m all."Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.""I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister." Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?'"OK" he said "I hope that I have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!" Then he looked at me and added "I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my sister. He heard me!'"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'"My mommy loves white roses."A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady and a little girl.The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family hadto decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady wouldnot be able to recover from the coma.Was this the family of the little boy?Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the younglady had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before burial.She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in afraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

A Mom With One Eye

I got an e-mail from my friend Mark... a touching story. It would be nice if I
will post it here...

My mom only had one eye. I hated her... She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students & teachers to support the family. There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out..The next day at school one of my classmates said, 'EEEE, your mom only has one eye!'I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, ' If you're only goanna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?'My mom did not respond...I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger..I was oblivious to her feelings. I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own...I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts, Then one day, my Mother came to visit me. She hadn't seen me in years and she didn't even meet her Grand children. When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, 'How dare you come to my house and scare my Children!'GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!! 'And to this, my mother quietly answered, 'Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address, 'And she disappeared out of sight. One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity. Our neighbours said that she died. I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have. 'My dearest son, I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I'm sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up. You see........when you were very little, you got into an accident, and Lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my Place, with that eye.

WhERE Is GOD?

Meg's inspiring message for the day...



“… the days will come when you will long to see one of the days of the son of Man, but you will not see it.” – Luke 17:22

When the 9/11 tragedy happened, a lot of people asked, “Where was God?” He seemed to have been absent for such a disaster to happen.
Similarly, many people ask the same question when personal tragedies happen to their lives. “Where is God when I am down?” But maybe we should also ask, “Where was God in my life when I was up?” when everything was doing well and great with my family, my business, my career. Couldn’t it be that, blinded by worldly success, we’ve stopped seeing God in our lives when He was supposedly so present blessing us generously and abundantly? But when terrible, dreadful and heartbreaking events strike us we start looking for Him again, even blaming Him for such misfortune.
God would never abandon us, especially in moments that we need Him the most. But for us to see Him clearly in our tragic moments we should train ourselves to see Him in our joyous times. In fact, we should be seeing Him every time and every moment so that never will there come a day in our lives that we could no longer see Him. Alvin Barcelona

REFLECTION:
Do you see God clearly in both happy and sad moments of your life?

O God, never hide from me. But more correctly, never allow me to hide from You so that I could see You all the days of my life. Amen

disgusting pimples

just took photo of myself while i'm waiting for my friend ...disgusting...even in my photo, still my pimples are very visible! How can I take rid this disgusting pimples off ....tell me?!

WORK IS A BLESSING

Here's another inspiring message from my penpal...

Dear Good Friend,
Conquer this new week with God's Word in your heart!
Have a blessed week ahead.
-meg

I know what you have done; I know how hard you have worked and how patient you have been… – Revelation 2:2

Do you ever get tired of working?
If you’re the average person, you must be living a routinary life — you wake up, go to work, go back home, sleep, then wake up again the next morning to do the same thing. You’re seldom able to spend your hard-earned money on yourself because you have a family to feed, kids to put through school (even if they’re not yours), monthly utility bills to pay, plus the rent, etcetera, etcetera.
Every day you toil to make a living. It can get burdensome, especially when you’re struggling to make ends meet. You want to quit but you can’t, because people you love are relying on you.
But God sees and appreciates everything that you do out of love and He rewards you for it. Work is a blessing in itself. Without it, your talents would be useless, your family would starve, the children would grow up ignorant, and you’d all probably be homeless. To be relied on is an even greater blessing. How miserable life must be if nobody needed you. So press on. Your labor of love touches lives. -Nova Arias

REFLECTION:
Do you see your work as a blessing or a burden?

Holy Spirit, keep the fire burning in me that I may not tire of doing the task you have given me.

PUSH...

RULES:

1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, MP3 Player, or whatever on Shuffle.

2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.

3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!

4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.

*If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say?

EVERYTIME (a very good quality…what is it?!)

* How would you describe yourself?

MORE THAN YESTERDAY (yes, coz every day I’m growing… mentally, physically, & emotionally …somehow! he he he)

* What do you like in a guy/girl?

REMEMBER (remember M remember E put them together remember ME! he he he)

* How do you feel today?

KISS THE RAIN (yeah, i wanna kiss the rain… the problem is…it’s a sunny day! hehehe)

* What is your life’s purpose?

LIGHTER (yeah..that is my purpose…to light ones mind! Ha ha ha)

* What is your motto?

ALL THE WAY (jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way… he he he )

* What do your friends think of you?

DANGEROUS (oh my goodness…is that what they think of me….how gross!!! tsk tsk)

* What do you think of your parents?

WALKING AFTER YOU ( hey mom, dad…will you stop following me, I’m not young anymore?! He he he!)

* What do you think about very often?

PARTY UP (nope..not anymore! I changed somehow…ha ha ha)

* What is 2 + 2?

LET'S DO IT AGAIN (yeah..it was fun..let’s do it again, again, and again..toink! )

* What do you think of your best friend?

FALLING (falling tears…of joy…because of my naughty and funny lines!)

* What do you think of the person you like?

DON'T SPEAK (don’t speak when nothing good to say… yeah!)

* What is your life story?

REMEMBER THE TIME (i remember the time… I once a famous singer then I was addicted to prohibited drugs and I was fell in my bed… then I awake… whoaah.. good thing I’m only dreaming! He he he

* What do you want to be when you grow up?

RUN TO YOU ( I wanna run to you… for you are my saviour, my lord, my god….To grow up with the lord in me, that’s what I want)

* What do you think of when you see the person you like?

HOLE IN MY SOUL (I think that there’s something in my soul…but I don’t know if it’s a hole! He he he)

* What will you dance to at your wedding?

I'M YOUR MAN (i’ll be dancing with ALL-4-ONE as my back up… he he he)

* What will they play at your funeral?

IT'S NOT RIGHT BUT IT'S OKEY (It’s not right that I’m leaving you.…but it’s okey coz you will follow…soon! he he he)

*What is your hobby/interest?

IT WASN'T ME (it was’nt me who is shy to sing out loud!!!)

* What is your biggest fear?

CRUSH (to be crushed like an orange! What will be my look if I
I will be…he he he!!!)

*What is your biggest secret?

MY ALL (it won’t be a secret anymore if I’ll tell you!)

*What do you think of your friends?

ONE IN A MILLION (I don’t think so…maybe…somehow…he he he…yup!… they really are!)

* What will you post this as?

PUSH (coz it really pushes me to tell something ‘bout me?….just nothing! )

HAD FUN DOING THIS!!!!! TRY IT!! GOOD THERAPY !

COPPER COINS HAVE NAMES

My penpal Meg always send me an inspiring messages almost everyday. I thought I'd post it here!

Dear Good Friend,
It is not the amount we give but the attitude with which we give it that counts.
God looks to the heart of the giver and the quality of the gift of love we bring to Him.
Have a blessed week ahead!
May your dreams come true,
-meg


He also saw a poor widow put in two very small copper coins. – Luke 21:2


You said “I love you” and then handed me P20. Am I supposed to believe your love? It depends. If you are burning a hundred dollar bill to light up your cigar, and your name is Bill Gates, your action wasn’t convincing. But if you are a poor beggar who digs trash bins for leftover food, and that P20 is your only hope for dinner tonight, I think there’s not much room for me to doubt your love.
God is rich in everything! He owns the “cattle in a thousand hills” (Ps 50:10) and infinitely more. Nobody forgets that He created all things, the source of all we know and ever hope to have. Therefore, doubting the love of this rich God is justifiable, right? Think again.
When Jesus saw the poor widow, He saw His Father. When the offering was demanded for the salvation of all, God slipped His hand into His cosmic pocket and pulled out His two copper coins named Jesus. And He gave Him up for you and me.
This love I can’t doubt. Jon Escoto

REFLECTION:
God’s offering of two copper coins automatically solicits a response. What are my two copper coins that I generously offer for His glory?

Lord, thank You for being the first to offer Your two copper coins. Help me understand Your love that I will have no choice but to offer all of my life back to You.

Just for fun... Part 1

Shopping, shopping , and shopping at Causeway Point Woodlands... nah... just undies..one piece...he he he!

Going to our Ministry House for our caregroup. since it was still early... photo, photo , and photo first before anything else...he he he

I accompanied my friend Joey during one of his appoinments somewhere in City Hall, after that we decided to take a walk. We actually don't have the idea that we were heading to Merlion Park...

In Botanical Garden we saw a monkey climbing in a tree, we took picture of him... and that's the monkey!

From Botanical garden with my churchmates, we headed to Orchard. Infront of Takashimaya we took a rest for a while then... click!

Joyanne's exit from Malaysia... we went to Sentosa to explore the beauty of Singapore!

After our caregroup, we decided to go somewhere in Orchard Road to play pool... with ate Donna, Joo, Mark, Benedict, Cyrus, and sweet.

lost 'n found

November ‘03…Maengay ang paleged…marameng tao…eba’t ebang eksena…magandang tanawen…(ay mali…marumi pla)…marameng sasakyan ang tila nagkakarerahan sa kalsada….at ang alikabok…over sa OA! Opo…tama ang eneesep nenyo…..nasa ciudad ang ating beda…. kasama ang tropang gamol!

Taunang PICE Conference ang dahelan kung baket lumuwas ng Maynila ang mga taga bundok…at deto….eba’t ebang karanasan ang natikman ng mga tauhan sa kuwentong eto…(kuwento daw o …he he he)Tumuloy ang mga kolokoys sa esang dormitoryo…pangalanan nating TESDA Dormitory….ha ha ha…kasi dun mura ang bayad….Ph75.00 lang ata yon per day….o deh bah…ang cheap! Lenggo ng umaga ng dumateng ang grupo at ang conference ay magsesemula pa sa lunes…kaya napagkasunduan ng mga kolokoys na pumunta ng mall…

Sa mall….Napagkasunduan ng grupo na maghiwahiwalay dahil may kanya-kanyang gustong belhen at gawen …pero ang siste…di pwede ng walang kasama para walang ma-lost n found na sheep…ang napagkasunduan….pagkatapos magshopping (shopping daw o…mayaman!)…sa sinehan dedederetso at doon ang meeting place….(syempre samantalahin at walang sinehan sa bundok).

Sa Sinehan…“O…anong papanuoren naten?”…“O…teka….asan si Joey ba’t di nyo kasama?”… hirit ng beda.At ang sagot ng mga wangaks….”ay ..di namen alam…di namen sya kasama kanena…”“Nakuuu…walang fon yon…pano naten yon matatawagan?…ang balik kong tanong.“ eh di….hanapin natin….” …ang sabe naman ng isa.At naghewa-hewalay uli kame to find the lost sheep……at nelebot lang naman namen ang SM Manila…(hindi naman sya kalakihan pero rarayumahin ka pag nelebot mo ng elang beses)Biglang tumunog yong fon ng beda…isang txt….sabe….”naketa na namen si Joey!”“sege….magkita-kita na lang tayo ulit sa sinehan”…ang reply ng beda.At sa sinehan…..”o…asan na si joey?” ang tanong ng beda.“kasama namen yon kanena ah….nasa likuran ko lang yon!” ang tugon naman ng tinanong ko.“eh…asan nga?”…ang balik kong tanong.Ang nangyari….search for the star na naman ang mga kolokoys…nelebot ang mall for the second taym around….pero ang ending….ni libag ni Joey di namen na-see through….naku po at pagud na pagod na ang beda….sa sobrang pagod at enes….nagdecide na lang ang grupo na iwan ang tatanga-tangang probinsyano ….(how gross!)‘May pera naman yon…magta-taxi na lang yon para makauwi”…ang hirit ng beda.(lingid sa kaalaman kong takot sumakay sa taxi ang gago bka daw kulangin pamasahe nya)At nilisan na nga ang lugar na penangyarihan ng karimarimarim na krimen…..

Krrrnnnggggg!!!At nagising ang beda sa tunog ng alarm clock…..umaga na pala!…nang tingnan ko ang higaan ni Joey…present ang lolo nyo at gising na rin….super laff-in ang beda….at ang kawawang sheep, was lost and found… aksidente palang nakita ni Jao sa Mall….Si jao ay hende namen kasama ng pumunta sa mall dahil kasama sya ng ibang grupo….at gabe na nang mapadpad doon ang kolokoy…at doon na nga sila nagkita ni Joey….sa sobrang tuwa raw ni Joey muntik na nyang mayakap si Jao…kung nagkataon…Brokeback Mountain sana ang eksena…bwa ha ha ha…pero no regret ang sheep…after all experience pa din yon…ha ha ha

At deto nagtatapos ang kuwento ng isang probinsyanong stupidness…..kung mensan!

Aral: Huwag aanga-anga!

Babangon ako't dudurugin kita!

Lynette and Bhabees...in their best shot...he he he

Year 2005, Labangon, Cebu City…Ang mga pangyayaring ito’y naganap nong kasagsagan ng World War II …ay mali…nong review pla namin for Civil Eng’g Board Exam…sa isang apartment na binabantayan ng isang kahilahilakbot na nilalang na nagngangalang… Marsy….15 kaming lahat na umuupa don….

Umaga non at ang beda ay naglalabada ….nakabibingi ang katahemekan ng umaga….walang masyadong kaguluhan…(dahel nga bisi ang ating beda na syang lageng may pakana ng kaengayan)

Dahil sa sya’y may mabuteng puso(Joey)….nagdonate ang bata sa charity….walang kamalay-malay ang pobre na wala palang tulo ang gripo sa loob…as in flowless…ha ha ha….
Joey: Red…sabihan mo nga si Marsy na buksan yong tangke…walang tubeg!
“Lumabas si Marsy…mag-antay ka muna dyan!”…tugon naman ng ating beda.

Lumepas ang dalawampung minuto….

Joey: Haay salamat…at may water falls na!

Nalego ang kolokoy at nagpakasawa sa tubeg…wala syang kamalay-malay na may naka-ambang panganib…(panganib daw o…ha ha ha)
Gis wat?!
may asong ulol palang umaali-aligid…na walang eba kunde ang kaebegan nyang si Jao Mapa…(Mapa means…mapaharap man o mapatalekod iisa lang ang view….ha ha ha ano yon?)
ang dramathon sa hapon ng ogag…kumuha ng tali at tenalean ang doorknob….at tenale naman ngayon sa may rehas ng bentana…magkaharap lang kasi ang pinto ng CR sa may bintana ng kusena….(can you imagine dah setting…he he he)…kaya ng matapos ng maglunoy sa tubeg ang pobreng bata…hinde nya ngayon mabuksan ang bakal na pento…

Joey: Red…pakebukas nga ng pento…may nagtali ata kaya di ko mabuksan!

“Ala eh…huwag nyo kong penagsasale sa mga kalokohan nyo dyaan at ako’y pagod na sa paglalabada deni”…ang tugon naman ng ating beda…

Si Zyra…ang babaeng walang pahenga ay begla ring umeksena..

Zyra: (Habang tumatawa)…Si Jao yong nagtali Joey!…ha ha ha

Joey: Zyra pakibukas naman o…..(sa boses na nagmamakaawa)

Zyra: Ay ayoko meron…akong genagawa deto eh!

Joey: sege na naman oh…BUKSAN NYONG PINTO!!!!!Sumisigaw na yong pobre…at ang beda naman nakesakay sa kalokohan…ngising aso lang sa tabe…

Mark: o…anong nangyayare deto?ang pambungad na pananalita…as in…welcome address naman ng isa pang ogag….nareneg naman ito ng The Prisoner….(bilanggo sa Kubeta…ha ha ha)

Joey: Mark …pakebukas nga ng pento!

Mark: Ayoko nga….wala akong kenalaman jaan!

Joey: sege na o…birtdi mo naman eh….

Mark: Ayoko….in inglis….i don’t know!

At walang nagawa ang pobre kunde magngetnget sa galet….ang di nya alam….nasa tabe lang ng CR ang aso at ngising jao….

Joey: Nakuuu…pag nakalabas ako deto! Makeketa ng Jao na yan……!

Lumepas ang elang sandale…..di nakatees ang Zyra at tenanggal ang tali ng dahan dahan….ito’y lingid sa kaalaman ng pobreng The Prisoner….
Katahimikan…..
Blag!
Pwenersa ng pobre na buksan ang pento…ang di nya alam wala na talaga etong tali…..kaya ayun….at last nakasagap ng fresh air ang lolo nyo….sabay dialogue ng….

Joey: lentek lang ang walang revenge!

Nang sa paglengon nya….nahagep ng kanyang mga mata ang ngiting asong si jao….sabay bato ngayon ng pobre ng hawak nyang tabo na may laman na sabon, panlihod, shampoo, toothpaste, toothbrush, martilyo, pako, etc. kay Jao…..
Toink!
Sapul ang kontrabeda….
Giz wat?
Ang kawawang tabo….nagkapira-piraso…at yong laman….nagkalat sa kung saan-saan ….ha ha ha…Takbo ngayon ang nasapul na aso…ay si Jao pla….Ito namang si joey di pa nakuntento….nang Maketa yong kalahate ng tabo na hende masyadong nadurog….may I pick uli ang dramathon sa hapon ng pobre…at ibenato uli kay Jao yong kalahateng tabo…..ha ha ha..
At ang sumunod na mga pangyayare…katakot-takot na kantyawan!

Dagdag Kaalaman:Tanong: Alam nyo ba kung elang oras sa CR ang pobreng si Joey?Sagot : Maheget esang oras!…..kung di ka ba naman mag-alburuto sa galet non! Bwa ha ha ha

P.S.…….

sayang den yong tabo!

...no bestfriend!

As i was surfing the net, i found a site that tells about friendship. I read some of the articles there and just sad of what i learned. I learned about "Best friend"…. and realized i dont even have one.
A friend who knew me better than I knew myself. The best friend who always knew how to get a smile out of me, who had always been there through the thick and thin of growing up. The only person that ever made me feel better about myself and my problems.

Yes, it’s true I have a lot of friends. They are so many to mention… childhood friends, classmates who then became my friends, etc. I even have six whom i consider as my closest friends, but still… nobody would i think is my best friend.
As I travel this journey called life, friends just come and go. Some are still there, old friends and new friends. I’m blessed i have them in my life. But now I realized, as i reminisced the past….during the rainy days and sunny days …it makes me sad that i don’t remember even a single person who shares with me under the rain.

Maybe it is my character that hinders me to find my bestfriend. I have a lot of friends but I always chose to keep my problems on my self. I always hide the pain with my smile and happy gestures, and nobody will notice the burdens i have.

I remember my friend told me that maybe I’m not normal, because for the long time that we’ve been together, I never confide a problem with her and she always sees me with smile. She never heard a problem from me. She also added, maybe I’m numb.

I asked myself, "Am I numb?". No! I’m not! Why I still have these worries? Why I can still feel the pain of lossing. I have a lot of problems to tell you… but I would rather keep it to myself for I don’t want to bother anybody with my trouble! I’ve been into problems many times and I don’t even remember how god helped me to get through it. And see…I’m still here with this journey, and I can say, somehow, I’m surviving.

I soon discovered that I really had a best friend (aside from my god), one who could always make me smile and would never disappoint me when the world is bitter to me. A best friend who will care my heart better than anyone else in the world —

myself.

Gorillaz at Malaysia...Messed Up!

At last...after more than a year of working here in Singapore...the gorillaz had their chance to unwind somewhere else.....together? sadly no....i wish we're complete!

From Singapore, we left at midnight and arrived in Genting at dawn. We were welcomed by a very cold weather... i said..."wow! ang yaman naman nila kahit sa labas may aircon..ha ha ha". Though it was so early in the morning, still...sobrang OA ang pila at hotel lobbies, and the customer service wasn't really that good(you can ask bhabees ...sya naman ang pumila eh...ha ha ha).

Tired from a very long journey (ohaaah), the gorillaz napped till almost lunch time(nap pa ba yon...he he he). Okey...to make the story short, we spent the whole day taking picture...that's all! Actually there are indoor and outdoor rides pero kahit kelan, OA talaga ang pila...never mind! We had fun naman...maganda naman ang view at magaganda naman ang kuha ng picture...ha ha ha.

At night....before we went to casino...nagkaraoke muna ang mga bida...i think joey enjoyed a lot...at last...he was able to show his talent in singing...in fairness...may tinatago syang boses...at wish namin na sana wag na nyang ilabas...ha ha ha. Bago pa man kami maubusan ng boses, we decided to go to casino. The casinos in Genting Highlands offer a host of exciting games.... sa sobrang exciting ng games... i lost 10 MR. Bhabees played in a jackpot machine and she won 70 MR. But the most exciting was....when joey asked by a guard...you know why? He took a video of a lady performing on the stage... embarrassing huh!...bawal pala ang mag-video...ha ha ha ha...

Next day, also our last day...we experienced the beauty of the place while we were riding at the cable car. They say, it is the longest and fastest cable car in asia..ohaaah...We had so much fun while riding. It was a very good experience...now we all know we don't have fear on heights...ha ha ha.

At 2:00 PM we were going to leave the place, but we still had one hour left so we decided to go for a ride, i just don’t know the name of the ride he he he.... at least may nasakyan kami kahit papano...he he he.

It was so much fun! ‘Yong pagod, money, time....it’s all worth it!

BBQ...

This will be my 1st entry in this blog...


I am here at the office ...as usual, nothing much to do, so I opened some of the file folders in my computer…happened to view some of my recent photos and…hey! I have a lot of photos during our Family Fay Chalet…just want to share it with you guys…


In the first photo, it's me, and my colleagues Nazri, Xiao Yan, and anonymous girl...nah...she's my colleague as well, I forgot the name (how gross!)

We had a lot of fun during this momentous event (momentous daw! ha ha ha). Of course like in any other party… the foods and drinks were overflowing…thanks to the sponsors…ha ha ha…it’s up to you to drown yourself in a drums of wine and beer…different kind of foods in the table were served as well… help yourself!


The party took place somewhere in East Coast, Singapore on October 11, 2008 (kelangan talaga may petsa…he he he). Ops…more than a month already! Anyways… it was really fun…so much fun…there were lots of games and fortunately I won in one of those games…and the prize….just 100 bucks…not bad…ha ha ha!

It was already 3:00 in the morning when I decided to go back…sleepy head…I supposed to stay overnight but I can’t… and I don’t remember why? ha ha ha!


Ops! I said I want to share my pictures…sorry folks…I’m tired uploading it…my computer runs very slow…disgusting…so I think two photos will be okey! he he he besides I don’t look good in all of these photos… very skinny! ha ha ha

In the second photo, I am with paul and Nazri. I am 3 years older then them. I'm their uncle leh! he he he