<?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-29503409</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:19:44.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed be the Lord</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog was created through the inspiration of a young gentleman "mrdonteatpork.blogspot.com". As you can see that I'm not a beef lover not because of any religion issue but it's a personal preference similar to that of our friend here who don't eat pork.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29503409.post-115806710738970103</id><published>2006-09-12T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:18:27.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some rumble...</title><content type='html'>Blogging don’t seem to be fun anymore when there is so much to be done. Hence this is not my priority anymore. As much as I would love to blog but the tiredness seem to get the upper hand of it. Like last night, I don’t have the intention to sleep so early. I thought it would be good just to rest for awhile on my bed before I do some email stuff. When I next open my eyes, it was already 1 am in the morning. I quickly got up and sent some mails before getting back to sleep. Thankfully I could still get back to sleep without having much problem though I have already slept for more than four hours. I think yesterday was the earliest by far that I have slept for the year.&lt;br /&gt;Time seem to past very fast this year. When I looked back, it’s already three quarter of the year past. Ever thought of what you have used for the time that was gone? To me, I think time is important and everyone of us has that 24 hours a day. It is how we used it that matters. We could use it for sleep and that is of course necessary. However if too much has been spent on it would render much time wasted. Well, I won’t be good to tell what the best amount of time for sleep is though I do sleep for 5 to 6 hours almost everyday except for one or two occasion where I sleep a bit more like 8 hours to recover those sleep which I lost. Other time were spent on friends that are very much necessary because life is not all about self after all. Then there are other times that we spent on our self for improvement or leisure. Ultimately how we spent our time will reflect what is important in our life. But I think to keep a balance in everything is still the best.&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday had a good time discussion with my youngest brother what kind of plan I had in mind. The funniest thought I have was to tell him that when I am no more, all I have will be his but he has to help my other siblings when a need arises. Hopefully such situation would not come as I would definitely pray that my siblings would be blessed. By the way I am not the eldest in the family; never intended to give the wrong message to the audience.&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday Herman wanted to do colour photocopies for his son. He needed 20 of them and that would cost $20. He told me that he has a scanner and I of course told him that he should not waste that $20 just to do colour photocopy since he has a scanner and colour printer. Then he agreed to it and we chatted for sometime and later found out that we don’t know how to scan. What a joke after talking so much and he told me that he doesn’t know how to do it. A silly smile came from him and he requested my help and being the nice guy would not reject him for such a request. Well, I told him off for beating around the bush and at the end I have to do it for him. Thankfully it was not a very difficult task to accomplish. After that he thanked me and gave me a treat for dinner. Wow…thanks God for the food.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I have this feeling that he is not out though he is down. I felt being a Christian brother, I should not see him being down and not lend a helping hands. We could always show by other means not necessary in the monetary aspect. In church, many people would only render their lip service and worst; some even do the reverse. However, there are some who would do a part to help in little ways; those I earnestly respect. Therefore being a Christian is not all about self but it is how we offer our help to our Christian brothers when there is a genuine need.&lt;br /&gt;Recently our church started a food fund rising activities. I guess it is a discouragement to our fund rising committee in my personal point of view. Many are not willing to part with their money to buy foods that are not worth the value. Mind you we are doing a fund rising for a good course. Are people so used to their calculative life? I hope the next few activities do show some improvement to help bring in more funds and next week my LG is in charge of that.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, today’s blog seem much rumbling probably due to not writing for awhile. Anyway, don’t know when I will write next since I am such a busy fellow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115806710738970103?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115806710738970103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115806710738970103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115806710738970103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115806710738970103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/09/some-rumble.html' title='Some rumble...'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115746154523263300</id><published>2006-09-05T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:05:45.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update leh...</title><content type='html'>Aiya…too long never update! For the past months I have been really busy with many things. Such as the BB/GB enrolment service, church work, the Wishes sub-committee and the list goes on. Apart from the busy schedule, did some kind of sports as well to keep fit.&lt;br /&gt;Lately had spent a bit of time to help Uncle H****n in the way he manages his business. He is really good with his marketing skill but lack that costing skill. I hope he will be able to improve on that and if he become very successful, then I should be his consultant…lol. Anyway, lately I dare not think too much about my work as it will stress me very much. I have to just trust God for His plan for me and not worry too much of what is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually I am doing real fine. I have been experiencing His power working through me to minister to others; I guess it is another level up. I believe if we are faithful, His is faithful to us. Even if we have been unfaithful at times, He is still faithful. And I am expecting to do greater things for Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115746154523263300?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115746154523263300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115746154523263300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115746154523263300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115746154523263300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/09/update-leh.html' title='Update leh...'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115426125144678402</id><published>2006-07-30T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:12:38.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of knowledge</title><content type='html'>This morning a sister in church got the words of knowledge for me from the Lord while she was in Rev. Philip Ming's class. After the session, she came to look for me and delivered that words to me. Wow...I was awed because I was seeking the Lord during these times of crossroad and she gave me the word. It was such an encouragement to me and I received it with thanksgiving in my heart. Praise You Lord!&lt;br /&gt;It has happened to me before while other brothers and sisters in Christ had delivered me a word that is from the Lord and every time it came to pass. Hahaz...except for that pastor from India whom the Lord gave him that word of knowledge, which he so boldly came to tell me. He didn't know that I was a Christian but he said that the Lord wants him to tell me that word. I have since kept that in my heart though it have yet to happen. Somehow, I knew that it will come to pass also.&lt;br /&gt;Each day as I walk the step of faith, I saw His favor upon me. I knew that each steps that I take, is the step that leads me to His promiss.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I have not forgotten the vision You showed me while I was still a teenager. I have kept that in my heart that it will come to pass one day and I am seeing it happening one at a time. Lord, You are so real in my life that I am totally awed by what You are doing in my life. You care for me even though I am so unworthy. Lord, I sometime asked why do You care for me since I am such a nobody. But You simply answered "I love you just the way you are!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115426125144678402?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115426125144678402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115426125144678402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115426125144678402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115426125144678402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/07/words-of-knowledge.html' title='Words of knowledge'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115418331450117674</id><published>2006-07-29T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:31:27.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kopi.............o!</title><content type='html'>I think most of you are familiar with the MacDonald advertisment on that guy who wanted to save some money while he boarded the taxi. He got in and told the driver, "Orrr.............chard...Road!" Why am I bringing this up? Well...this evening I wanted to buy a cup of Kopi-'O' and guess what? The lady asked me what I would like to have and I gently replied, "Kopi...........'O'!" The lady was too efficient; the Kopi came before I could finished saying "Kopi-'O'." Err...I told the lady that I have not complete my sentense yet. She looked at me as though I was joking, but anyway I told her that it was alright. I took away the coffee feeling a bit disappointed. I don't like milk to be added in my coffee; I perfer it plain.&lt;br /&gt;This story tells us to make our order quick, don't drag if you want to order the correct stuff. But in the case of taking a cab; it's a difference story. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115418331450117674?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115418331450117674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115418331450117674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115418331450117674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115418331450117674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/07/kopio.html' title='Kopi.............o!'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115374846683414890</id><published>2006-07-24T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:45:27.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroad</title><content type='html'>How many crossroads do we have in life? To some may be few but to others may be plenty. Howsoever, everyone will meet crossroad in their life at a certain time. Even when we were in primary school, we have crossroad as to which secondary school to go. And the lists go on in our choice to JC, poly or even to university. Each path we choose will certainly bring us to another phase of our life. Be it that we have chosen wisely or not, the result will show when we have passed the crossroad. Hmm…why am I talking about crossroad when I already have such a stable job? I could just play the game like what everyone is playing but deep inside me, I am not that kind of person. I felt I am walking closer to the crossroad where a decision had to be made. I am feeling somewhat lost at the moment not because I don’t know what to do? But it is a mix feeling of wants and don’t want. I really hate this kind of feeling. My friends do asked me to pray about it and that I know very well. How come most Christians only know how to ask someone to pray about it? I guess that’s the only thing they would do and right to do. Frankly it doesn’t help in my life because I already know what I should do and that is to pray about it. (Laughing out loud!) But I am thankful to some of my friends that say that they would pray for me instead. Oh…I am not murmuring for friends that only tells me what to do? Anyway, there are still friends that go further than that.&lt;br /&gt;Lately I am not as cheerful as before, the train of thoughts keep running within me. It’s not that I am in trouble but there is a decision that I have to make sooner or later. Though it may seem to be an easy decision but to me, it is one of the hardest decisions I had to make so far. Sometime I don’t even need to answer the decision, everything just come its way. When everything has taken its place, I will certainly miss many things here. Like everyone is saying, let’s move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLESSED BE YOUR NAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;In the land that is plentiful&lt;br /&gt;Where Your streams of abundance flow&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;When I’m found in the desert place&lt;br /&gt;Though I walk through the wilderness&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every blessing You pour out&lt;br /&gt;I’ll turn back to praise&lt;br /&gt;And when the darkness closes in Lord&lt;br /&gt;Still I will say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your glorious name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;When the sun’s shinning down on me&lt;br /&gt;When the world’s all as it should be&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;On the road marked with suffering&lt;br /&gt;Though there’s pain in the offering&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;You give and take away&lt;br /&gt;My heart will choose to say&lt;br /&gt;Lord blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115374846683414890?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115374846683414890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115374846683414890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115374846683414890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115374846683414890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/07/crossroad.html' title='Crossroad'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115331375433960222</id><published>2006-07-19T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:00:37.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some updates...</title><content type='html'>before this blog gets too bored. I have been busy with so many things till I am tired out. Everytime when I want to blog, I feel so sleepy thus it was left untouch.&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing apart from my daily work? Haha...I got the opportunity to catch up a show with my friend. We went to see "Superman Return", which is one of my favourite movies. By the way I really like all those comic movies, like X-man and spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;One of my friend said that those are for "kids". Haha...for me, people who love comic movies are the smart one. Those that does not like; haha...I got no comment up here unless I want to get shoot by them.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I am helping Uncle H**M** in coaching him in life. I am trying to push him to move in life and especially to move along with God. I really hope that God will start to do a work in him and I shall do some follow up on him. At times I am really tired, but he really need that encouragement. I hope that he will move on and I can have more time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;There are some personal works which until now I have not done anything about it. Truely I am slack! How could I be moving on when there are so many things that I have not done yet? Really frustrating! Am I too occupied with things? Maybe yes, maybe no...but frankly I don't have much free time.&lt;br /&gt;Busyness aside, God is still a part in my daily life. I have learned this since young. "Seek ye first the Kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added unto you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lift my eyes up&lt;br /&gt;To the clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Singapore got not many mountains, so clouds will do as well, haha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where does my help come from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from You&lt;br /&gt;Maker of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Creator of the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I need You Lord&lt;br /&gt;You are my only hope&lt;br /&gt;You're my only prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will wait for You&lt;br /&gt;To come and rescue me&lt;br /&gt;Come and give me life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on Psalm 121&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115331375433960222?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115331375433960222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115331375433960222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115331375433960222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115331375433960222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-updates.html' title='Some updates...'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115236979756408992</id><published>2006-07-08T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T22:43:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back into God's business.</title><content type='html'>Getting up early required must discipline and that is basically what I am doing everyday. From Monday to Friday, I get up fifteen minutes after five in the morning. So that is early for some or rather most? Haha… Then you would say you got Saturday and Sunday to wake up later. Yah…that is what you think? BB starts at eight on a Saturday and Church has GCE at eight forty-five on a Sunday. Therefore I still have to wake up early just that its five thirty on a Saturday and six thirty on a Sunday. Sometime I really feel like not waking up on the weekends but when I remember that I got responsibilities to fulfill, I immediately get up before the bed becomes too attractive than other things in life. For this, I have to thank God for that strength that He has sustained me all these years.&lt;br /&gt;The BB has a care program and we will be involved in the community service for this Dove Park Hospice. The first thing that came to my mind was “Oh mine, what a demoralizing place to go!” I was reluctance to go to such places because this is a place where patients wait to die. Most of them would probably have a few more weeks to live. And it would definitely affect my mood. As I sat down to think about the whole idea of visiting the hospice, I also asked God for that courage to face the issue of death. Then I started to think about what kind of gift should we give to the patients? I thought if we were to give them some kind of display stuff or things that they used; it wouldn’t make sense since most probably they have only some weeks to live. As I was relaxing my mind thinking about gifts, I thought wouldn’t it be nice if the patients can pen down what is in their mind, what they want to tell their family when they pass on and maybe even tell a bit of their life’s stories which they have never told their family about. Haha…diary as a gift would be prefect for such occasion. I was excited and did share a bit to the rest of the BB/GB staffs. God does show us the things we asked Him for; even it is a small thing. God never fail to meet our slightest need according to His will. We should continue to trust in Him and seek God’s plan for our life as we walk day by day with Him.&lt;br /&gt;Last night life’s group was wonderful as we had a larger attendance. Oh, the life’s group was wonderful not only because of the attendance but because God was there ministering to most of the members. We had a wonderful break too during June for both the life’s group and also BB, and I am thankful that I could get some rest. Now that we have rested, it is time for us to put our hands back to the plough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115236979756408992?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115236979756408992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115236979756408992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115236979756408992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115236979756408992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/07/getting-back-into-gods-business.html' title='Getting back into God&apos;s business.'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115211002356407550</id><published>2006-07-05T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:33:43.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home alone!</title><content type='html'>I am home alone now...totally quiet at home. Normally it is already very quiet but tonight is even more quiet! Why? My dad has gone to KL, mum went to China and brother to Hong Kong! And I am all stuck in Singapore... I have not experience all of them to leave Singapore on the same date. Nonetheless, it's an experience. By the way its only a week and everything will be back to normal. Frankly I like the serenity of being quiet and all alone. And now I am too relax till I don't know what I want to write...haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115211002356407550?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115211002356407550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115211002356407550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115211002356407550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115211002356407550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/07/home-alone.html' title='Home alone!'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115193684331990287</id><published>2006-07-03T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:27:23.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ops...my access card!</title><content type='html'>I was on my way to work and I suddenly realized that I have forgotten to bring my access card. Oh mine…what is it with me today? Anyway it was too late for me to return home to get it albeit feeling uncomfortable about it. But thankfully I managed to get in and around my workplace without much problem. God had provided the people to access the place where I was going. And in the afternoon, my colleague had taken half day off so I borrowed his access card instead of waiting for chances of people accessing the place where I want to go.&lt;br /&gt;I was invited by a group of Chinese colleagues for dinner in celebration of my birthday. These people really have good memories; they can remember my birthday. But most of all they are a sincere bunch of people. You know the Chinese taste buds are really difference from ours but I can do with their food. Haha…given a choice, I would not want to eat it. I prefer plain food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115193684331990287?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115193684331990287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115193684331990287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115193684331990287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115193684331990287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/07/opsmy-access-card.html' title='Ops...my access card!'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115176456755021225</id><published>2006-07-01T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:36:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday...</title><content type='html'>I haven’t been updating my blog due to the busy schedule that I have for the past week. Too many things were going on and I even forgotten that it was Friday when that day arrived. Irony isn’t it when one is waiting for weekend to come and he forgot all about “Friday”! Well…I thank God for helping me in this busy week, much has been accomplished and I am satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget that my birthday is just tomorrow (2nd July), and I have already been eating and celebrating with many friends. Wow…I am so thankful to God that he gave me many friends who remember my birthday. I really appreciate all of them even if it was just a simple msm of well wishes; it’s the thoughts that count right!&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day, had a great time in the BB. Hmm…thanks Elgin for the bottle of Snapple and that packet of sweet. Though he was a student, he paid for it…haha, thanks! I just realized today that last Sunday lunch was actually paid by all the seven of them that gave me an advance treat. Goodness…and I thought was paid by only KK. I had to apologize for not being grateful to the rest of them, it really made me feel embarrassed about the whole thing. Ok…next time all those that had given me a treat must at least prompt me, don’t be silent about it. I want to be thankful to all who have been nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;This evening was great too…too much emotion involves that words couldn’t expressed. Thanks people for the wonderful dinner and birthday cake. Thanks for the birthday song…though it was a little bit embarrassing with you people singing in the restaurant but I am really thankful! Wow…another thing that I did not expect was that you guys published your well wishes through the laser broadcast. Hey, I nearly cry man! It was so wonderful…I think I will not forget what you guys has done for me. Really…thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115176456755021225?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115176456755021225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115176456755021225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115176456755021225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115176456755021225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday...'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115114693611304400</id><published>2006-06-24T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T19:02:16.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BB officers competency workshop</title><content type='html'>Friday late afternoon received a called from the BB HQ asking me to attend a workshop pertaining to BB officers competency and profiling. I cannot imagine that HQ would do such a last minute thing but it does happened. I supposed to have a tennis game with Glen but I am stuck to the workshop. The weird thing about this is that I don't feel lousy at all. By right I should be murmuring and showing sign of displease, but I didn't. God's power is really working in me, I don't know how much I have changed but I have changed. As a BB officer, I felt the needs to be supportive in BB matters. Probably my concept changes after I have attended the AOTC, I no longer find it troublesome to attend BB HQ matters. Or was it because of what God has done in my life that changes my prespective? God has been working in my life everyday and I am encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refiner's Fire - Brian Doerksen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purify my heart let me be as gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And precious silver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purify my heart let me be a gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pure gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refiner's fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart's one desire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is to be holy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set apart for You my Master&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ready to do Your will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purify my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cleanse me from within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And make me holy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purify my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cleanse me from my sin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful to God for every little things that He has done for me. Just the thought of it could send stream of water flowing down my cheek. Am I becoming too emotional? No...it is the work of the Holy Spirit that is refining my life, my thoughts. Yes...only through God's grace that I am changed. Praise be to God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115114693611304400?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115114693611304400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115114693611304400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115114693611304400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115114693611304400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/06/bb-officers-competency-workshop.html' title='BB officers competency workshop'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115107642185321247</id><published>2006-06-23T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:25:28.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maintaining the blog</title><content type='html'>Haha...I couldn't believe that I am so busy until I didn't blog. Then I got embarrassed after Lao Da prompted me to update the blog...so I won't be lazy for now and just drop a few lines here.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get back some mood to work and was really thinking about working life. Sometime this kind of life could be so boring and you feel like throwing in the towel. But as one mature, he really needs to think before he acts. Though some may say just "cheong" but others who are much of a thinker will ask you to think twice before acting. But if one does not "cheong" how then does he knows that he will not succeed? Even when I want to "cheong", I am quite reserved about it. I am not adventure enough or rather I dare not. But the Lord has been good, for He is showing me the way though it may seems to be uncertain. The only thing that I need to do is to trust and obey Him. God has been sending helpers to encourage and help me through some projects, which I'm thankful. Sometime words just cannot expressed how much I owe to Him. Its only the grace of God that I am able...thus sending a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Each time I think of You Lord, I couldn't help but praise You.&lt;br /&gt;Each time I think of You Lord, I couldn't resist that smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Each time I think of You Lord, I couldn't contain that joy in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Each time I think of You Lord, I couldn't ...I just couldn't fathom that grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115107642185321247?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115107642185321247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115107642185321247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115107642185321247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115107642185321247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/06/maintaining-blog.html' title='Maintaining the blog'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115046717014191274</id><published>2006-06-16T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:17:40.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can blog liao...</title><content type='html'>I was reflecting on what God told Moses and suddenly I was awed again with God promissing to deliver the people to the promissed land. So God delivered the Israelites out of a land of hardship into a land flowing with milk and honey. Though this may be a story of olds but it did come back to me alive because I know God will make it happen in my life too. I sensed God is teaching me everyday through His Word on what He has in store for me. I have to remind myself to focus on Him and not let all the worries to choke my life, not let all the disappointments to cloud my sight from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The River - Brian Doerksen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the river I am going&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bringing sins I cannot bear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come and cleanse me come forgive me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord I need to meet You there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In these waters healing mercy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flows with freedom from despair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am going to that river&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord I need to meet You there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Precious Jesus I am ready&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To surrender every care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my hand now lead me closer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord I need to meet You there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come and join us in the river&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come find life beyond compare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is calling He is waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus longs to meet you there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and the Lamb down the middle of the great street of the city. On each side of the river stood the tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations."&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 22:1,2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115046717014191274?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115046717014191274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115046717014191274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115046717014191274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115046717014191274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-blog-liao.html' title='Can blog liao...'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115009836978273543</id><published>2006-06-12T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T15:46:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I thought I was alright and was all ready to go to work. But at 4.30 am, I decided that I should go and see a doctor instead. Well...I have taken one whole week of leaves last week and taking medical leave today would seem like I'm trying to play a fool. So I decided that I should visit the Government Polyclinic instead of the private clinic so as not to be misunderstood by my company. So the story goes like that...at 4.30 am I'm already wide awake and I waited till 5.20 am before I actually pull myself out of bed. I had breakfast at home and then I wanted to check out if the new polyclinic nearby has opened. Wow...the clinic won't be ready until next year, so I went back home and get changed. It was only 7.15am and I took a bus to the nearby polyclinic know as Jurong Polyclinic. I was there at 7.30am and when I walked to the pre-registration counter my eyes almost pop out. The queue was so long and I followed the queue from the counter to the corner of the room, then all the way to the exit of the clinic and then continues to walk out till I almost reached the carpark. It's amazing how many people are sick in a day and mind you it's only 7.30am! So I stood in the queue and slowly dirft myself to the pre-registration counter and when I finally got my number (2079), it was already 8.10 am. The wait makes me think of those who are weak because they had to stand for a whole 40 minutes just to get a Q-number. It's no wonder I don't like to visit government polyclinic. Thankfully God provided me with a colleague whom I can chat with. He had an accident yesterday and was there to consult a doctor. Haha...I'm not trying to thank God for accident lah! Just that it's good to have someone to talk to when you have to wait eternally. Since I was talking to him, I forgot about the time and soon my number was called. I went to register and was directed to the second level, room 21. Hmm...seems like this clinic has lot of consultation rooms and the traffic was quick fast going. In no time, I was seen by the doctor and was given two days medical leave because I had a fever of 38.2 degrees. (Haha...so my fever came back again huh!)&lt;br /&gt;Wow...now I have another 2 days of rest and letting those monkeys scream. Err...maybe I do enjoy taking a break for my work. My colleagues thought that I have watched football and thus resulting in my MC. (Hehe...they were only joking and probably they have missed me from work, which they had claimed "No fun without me!".) Ok...I assume I'm a fun-loving chap for now.&lt;br /&gt;I left the clinic exactly at 10 am and came home to rest without thinking of roaming around. Well...I should rest right when I am sick?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I saw my first post, which I type "I Am" that way. But what I saw was "I AM" this way. Then I opened the Bible and checked it out...wow, it's really spell as "I AM" that way. The passage was about God sending Moses to deliver God's people out of Eygpt. And Moses asked God what if the people ask who sent him. And God said to Moses "I AM WHO I AM. This is what you are to say to the Israelites, 'I AM has sent me to you.' "&lt;br /&gt;Wow...I so filled with awe. I believe that God has called me for a purpose in life and I shall do the work which He has called me to. I AM will empower me with the strength that I required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115009836978273543?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115009836978273543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115009836978273543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115009836978273543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115009836978273543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/06/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-115000559740220302</id><published>2006-06-11T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:59:57.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resting at home...</title><content type='html'>I have not miss church service for the past years and today is the day I took a missed. Uncle Will is not trying to play "tuan" but he is just sick. The fever has left and I just felt weak. I'm recovering slowly from the weakness and hopefully I'm ok by the end of the day as I need to go back to my office on Monday. I have been away for a week and wonder what those monkeys were doing without my presence. Nay...I think they will do just fine without me for awhile. Imagine without the boss around, you have a free hand of what you want to do. So I guess those monkeys had the same feeling...haha!&lt;br /&gt;I think sleeping is the past time for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-115000559740220302?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/115000559740220302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=115000559740220302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115000559740220302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/115000559740220302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/06/resting-at-home.html' title='Resting at home...'/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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-29503409.post-114992031410960538</id><published>2006-06-10T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:18:34.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from a church retreat yesterday and I thank God for all that He has done during the retreat. Though there were times of boredom there were also times of excitment. Overall I am thankful that I had a great time in a small little town call "Batu Pahat".&lt;br /&gt;On the 6th Jun 2006 which was the first day of the retreat, I got up early because I was afraid that I might overslept.&lt;br /&gt;5am...too early, went back to sleep till 7am. Had breakfast with my dad before leaving home. Oh mine...I have forgotten to bring my translink card and realised it when I was about to enter the gate. A man...no, a rude man pushed me while I walked back to purchase the farecard. I thought that he wanted a fight but he took a flight instead. It was weird that I did not reacted to that challenge but deep inside me really wanted to give him a punch. Thank God that I did not react else I would be busy with something else. We supposed to meet in Newton at 10am and I was there exactly at 10. Haha...I was not the latest. My bus IC, Darly my so called nephew was later than me. He is funny...he called me "Uncle William" in a very nephew like tone, so I called him "Nephew Darly" just to response to him.&lt;br /&gt;The journey to Batu Pahat was smooth, praise God for that. My room-mate was Mao Wei and we beared each other nonsense during the few days stay together. (Ha...he is really a nice guy to bunk with. Nonsense was never in his dictionary and therefore I had a quiet stay in Batu Pahat.) Anuty Tar Kian asked if I felt lonely since Mao Wei had to leave one day earlier. To be frank, I don't feel a thing because he is not someone that disturb others; a no nonsense guy.&lt;br /&gt;What I feel about the retreat?&lt;br /&gt;It's partial emotional and more of experiencing God in a deeper measure. There are many things in life that we don't trust God enough because we felt that we can do it all alone. We think that with our own strength we can accomplish them. But God show me that He is the "I Am"! It was wonderful to see the word kept appearing in my mind when Ps.Ben was speaking in other tongue. I know that God has a gift for me which I know it long ago but I didn't dare to use it because it happen only once in awhile. I won't say what it is here but I'll try to use it for the edification of the church as and when the Lord will show me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick now...having a slight fever and flu. I thank God for sustaining me during the stay in Batu Pahat or else I won't have enjoyed the retreat so much. Which was God's faithfullness since He had told me that He will made me enjoyed the whole retreat. I prayed that&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I will be healed and go to the wedding dinner tonight with much health. Frankly I am so weak now, hoping that I really have the energy to attend the wedding. It is not good to reject someone on a last minute basis. May the Lord strengthen me as He had said that in my weakness there I will find strength in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...this is the first message of this blog and the creation of it was inspired by "mrdonteatpork.blogspot.com" as you may have discovered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29503409-114992031410960538?l=mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/feeds/114992031410960538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29503409&amp;postID=114992031410960538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/114992031410960538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29503409/posts/default/114992031410960538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrdonteatbeef.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-came-back-from-church-retreat.html' title=''/><author><name>Uncle William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03652293607214854487</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></feed>
