<?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-372991490727980954</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:17:16.860+08:00</updated><category term='salvation'/><category term='troubles'/><category term='holy spirit'/><category term='holy ghost'/><category term='comforter'/><title type='text'>Potter &amp; Clay @ The-Vine Fellowship</title><subtitle type='html'>God created the universe in 6 days, and on the 7th, He rested. He created Man in His image, and breathed the breath of life into Man. But He did not stop there. As the Potter of our lives, He continues to mould us, the clay, moment by moment to be more like Him.
Here, we are The-Vine Fellowship, each life beautifully moulded by the Potter! Amen!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-8877990573273368038</id><published>2009-06-21T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:22:12.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray Continually</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pray Continually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be joyful always;&lt;br /&gt;pray continually;&lt;br /&gt;give thanks in all circumstances,&lt;br /&gt;for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;-1 Thessalonians 5:16-18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Sj0ZyY_p9AI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dTdixwpOJWs/s1600-h/knees2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349460285879612418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Sj0ZyY_p9AI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dTdixwpOJWs/s400/knees2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-8877990573273368038?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8877990573273368038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=8877990573273368038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8877990573273368038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8877990573273368038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/06/pray-continually.html' title='Pray Continually'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Sj0ZyY_p9AI/AAAAAAAAAZA/dTdixwpOJWs/s72-c/knees2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-5142859484086553617</id><published>2009-05-23T03:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:21:04.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The trueness of God in all</title><content type='html'>Many of us at times, we tend not to realise that in our luxury which is God-given, we elevate the luxury to a level higher than God. Ever thought that if you received a gift which is the latest model of a handphone and say "wow! this mobile phone is great!" and then forget about the one that gave it to you? Ever wonder what is the real Gospel of Jesus? Ever wanted to find out if you are finding the gifts greater than the giver? Well, let us have a look at this video by John Piper that speaks of the Health and Weath "Gospel" and think of it, wheather we say "God is enough" or "a replacement is enough" when you lost an item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://bible.logos.com/jsapi/referencetagging.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.lbsBibleVersion = "ESV";&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.lbsLinksOpenNewWindow = true;&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.lbsLibronixLinkIcon = "dark";&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.lbsNoSearchTagNames = [ "h1", "h2", "h3" ];&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.tag();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="437" height="344" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dc418d30a4d09046" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc418d30a4d09046%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331869350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15F5F9074505AF491BD4AB0A9846D2471B75B061.5DBA001E421756F55FB088E9C1DE027D93791E37%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc418d30a4d09046%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy5TbMHrYm2RmTUhwuPub4O5JDM8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="437" height="344" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc418d30a4d09046%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331869350%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15F5F9074505AF491BD4AB0A9846D2471B75B061.5DBA001E421756F55FB088E9C1DE027D93791E37%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc418d30a4d09046%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy5TbMHrYm2RmTUhwuPub4O5JDM8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God nevers promise a smooth and first-class flight, but God promises a safe landing. God never said that it was going to be easy carrying the cross, but He gurantees a crown of righteousness in the end. God never did say "Son, the route to heaven is wide and can fit your BMWs, your houses and your properties", but God did say "It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter heaven". Do you who still delight in the world's riches, delight in them more than God now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-5142859484086553617?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dc418d30a4d09046&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5142859484086553617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=5142859484086553617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5142859484086553617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5142859484086553617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/05/trueness-of-god-in-all.html' title='The trueness of God in all'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-6663312233059132016</id><published>2009-04-03T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:14:00.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hello dear siblings-in-Christ,&lt;br /&gt;It’s nearing the end of the week again! How was your week? (think about your week, and answer the question!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I can almost hear the words: “busy”, “tiring” and the list goes on.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As the week comes to a close, lets detach ourselves from the ‘demands’ and ‘busyness’ of our lives, and take a little time to be still before and be with the Lord, for He grants strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak, and very importantly, He desires us to know Him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Be still and know that I am God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Psalm 46:10 says: “Be still and know that I am God”. Here, the word still comes from a Hebrew word meaning to “let go” or “release.” The meaning would be best understood to say “cause yourself to become restrained or to let go.” In other words, we need to come to a place where we are willing to submit ourselves to God and acknowledging that He is in sovereign control.When we realize that we are truly incapable of controlling life, we can surrender our will to God’s will. It may be a matter of finally saying we trust Him. This will open the door so that we may experience the fullness of all God wants and has for us. After all, He is our Creator and has a perfect plan for us when we let Him orchestrate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be still and know that I am God – How can we know it’s God?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;“…and know that I am God” denotes recognition, acknowledgement, and answering God. First, we must know that God is God, the one and only Supreme Being who created all the heavens and earth (Genesis 1:1) We can know Him by having an intimate relationship with Him. That does not come from knowing about Him, but rather getting to personally know Him by what He says (in His Holy Word, the Bible), recognizing the things He does in our lives, and by way of His Holy Spirit who comes to guide and comfort us. In John 14:26, Jesus says “But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, He shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you” (KJV).When we read the Bible, we will learn to recognize the way God talks to us, the kinds of things He says, and the merciful love He offers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;God is:&lt;br /&gt;Omniscient – all knowing&lt;br /&gt;Omnipresent – universal presence at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Omnipotent – all powerful&lt;br /&gt;Holy, Faithful, and Sovereign&lt;br /&gt;Infinite – without measure, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Be still and know that I am God – What is the next part of the verse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Be still and know that I am God; I will be honored by every nation, I will be honored throughout the world!”&lt;/strong&gt; The KJV uses the word ‘exalted’ meaning lifted up. Honored means highly valued or glorified. We are being told in this verse that the entire world will someday lift up and glorify the Lord. Romans 14:11 says, “As surely as I live,’ says the Lord, ‘every knee will bow to me and every tongue will confess allegiance to God.’” And regarding Christ’s promised return, Revelation 19:16 says: “On His robe and thigh was written this title: KING OF KINGS and LORD OF LORDS.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;     ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;May you desire to seek the Lord with a quieted heart, and recognise that God is indeed above all. Take some time to say a prayer to thank God for the week that has past and to commit into His hands what you will be 'busy' with up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In His love &lt;3,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wei Heen on behalf of P&amp;amp;QT Comm 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.lbsBibleVersion = "ESV";&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.lbsLinksOpenNewWindow = true;&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.lbsLibronixLinkIcon = "dark";&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.lbsNoSearchTagNames = [ "h1", "h2", "h3" ];&lt;br /&gt;    Logos.ReferenceTagging.tag();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-6663312233059132016?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6663312233059132016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=6663312233059132016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6663312233059132016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6663312233059132016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-dear-siblings-in-christ-its.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-5415130838671796195</id><published>2009-03-20T21:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:14:03.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Prayer: A Scriptural Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christian Prayer: A Scriptural Model &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A model for Christian prayer is found in the Gospel of Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ himself gave all of us a pattern for prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"After this manner therefore pray ye: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Give us this day our daily bread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Amen" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;(Matthew 6:9-13 KJV).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;所以，你们祷告要这样说：&lt;br /&gt;我们在天上的父：愿人都尊你的名为圣。&lt;br /&gt;愿你的国降临；&lt;br /&gt;愿你的旨意行在地上，如同行在天上。&lt;br /&gt;我们日用的饮食，今日赐给我们。&lt;br /&gt;免我们的债，如同我们免了人的债。&lt;br /&gt;不叫我们遇见试探；救我们脱离凶恶（或作：脱离恶者）。&lt;br /&gt;因为国度、权柄、荣耀，全是你的，直到永远。阿们。&lt;br /&gt;(马太福音6:9-13) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christian Prayer: An Interpretation For All Of Us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The model for Christian prayer in Matthew 6 is known as the Lord's Prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have recited this prayer for years, but have never truly meditated on its meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are spiritual snippets based on the Lord's Prayer that can help deepen your prayer life with God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Our Father"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to approach Him as "Daddy" (Aramaic: Abba). He wants to take care of us and protect us. God desires intimacy. Remember, He has infinite love and grace. God wants us to be secure in His family as adopted children and heirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Which Art in Heaven" &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Look up to God. Fear Him and revere Him. He is all-powerful and can deal with all our problems, even the big ones. But He loves us so much that He doesn't stay up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Hallowed be Thy Name"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Holy, holy, holy. Approach God with awe and wonder. Save the word "awesome" for God. Live a life that honors Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Thy Kingdom Come"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;"Take this job and love it!" Working on behalf of God's kingdom is the ultimate joy. Bloom where you're planted. Do everything as unto the Lord. Find your gifts and use them. Be open to God's leading each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Thy Will Be Done"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;God is the potter; we are the clay. God keeps us spinning on His potter's wheel, shaping and reshaping us as He bathes our lives in tears to make us more Christ-like so He can use us for His will. Surrender daily. Keep your clay moist through daily prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"On Earth as it is in Heaven"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Thy will be done - not my will be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Trust! God will provide for our needs. His eye is on the sparrow and I know He cares for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Forgive Us Our Debts as We Forgive Our Debtors"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness = Surrender. Don't carry your own backpack - surrender it to Him. Revealing the feeling is the beginning of healing. Act as if you have forgiven and the feeling will follow. In our weakness, God sends His strength and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Lead Us Not Into Temptation"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Watch for unrecognized temptation. Pray, so you won't fall. We are tempted every day. It deepens our walk and strengthens our faith - but be careful of spiritual blindness. Open my eyes, Lord, to my blind spots - use honest friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Deliver Us From Evil"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;The Evil One, Satan. We are saved from death to life. Jesus is more powerful than Satan - God is greater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"For Thine Is the Kingdom (obedience), and the Power (confidence) and the Glory (joy), Forever"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;This is our Father's world. Everything we have is His. He is the ruler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's not so much the content of our prayer, the eloquence of it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But more so, the attitude by which we approach the throne of God in humble worship, a heart that yearns to meet Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In Our Majesty's service,&lt;br /&gt;WeiTeen, on behalf of P &amp;amp; QT Comm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-5415130838671796195?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5415130838671796195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=5415130838671796195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5415130838671796195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5415130838671796195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/03/christian-prayer-scriptural-model.html' title='Christian Prayer: A Scriptural Model'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-6048366044552446029</id><published>2009-03-13T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T19:15:42.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quiet Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A quiet time is not a time for you to set aside to do something.&lt;br /&gt;A quiet time is a time for you to set aside to meet with &lt;em&gt;Someone&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Privilege of Meeting With God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;During our quiet times, we have the privilege of meeting with God - we get direction from Him, gain delight in Him, and become more like Jesus as we sit quietly in His presence. In our personal time of fellowship with the Creator, we reap the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 An opportunity to give God our devotion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devotions - from the Greek word “sebasma” means, &lt;em&gt;object of worship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first benefit of time spent quietly with the Lord each day, is that it allows us the opportunity to give to God, instead of getting from Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Psalm%2029.2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Psalm 29:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; says, "Give unto the LORD the glory due to His name; worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness. " Many Christians overemphasize their work for God and neglect to spend time simply worshipping Him. God deserves and desires our devotion (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/John%204.23" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;John 4:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;). How long has it been since you sat quietly with Jesus and simply told Him, "I love you?" When was the last time you sang a worship song to Him outside of a church service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 We get direction from God:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second benefit of our daily devotion with the Lord is that we get direction from Him for our daily lives (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Psalm%2025.4-5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Psalm 25:4-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Psalm%2040.8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;40:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;). When we sit quietly with the Lord it gives Him a great opportunity to speak to us and give us the wisdom we need. In our fast-paced world, we desperately need to slow down and hear from the One who knows the end from the beginning. Pascal once said, "All the troubles of man arise from his inability to sit still." Ask God to show you His will for the day and commit your schedule to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3 We gain delight in God:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third benefit of our personal time with the Lord is enjoying Him and basking in His presence. The secret of real joy comes from knowing God (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Psalm%2034.8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Psalm 34:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Philippians%203.10" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Philippians 3:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;). Do you know Jesus Christ personally, or do you merely know about Him? When we know a person intimately, we:&lt;br /&gt;1. Spend quality time together.&lt;br /&gt;2. Enjoy meaningful communication.&lt;br /&gt;3. Know what each other's likes and dislikes are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord promises in his Word: “Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back from captivity….” Jeremiah 29: 12-14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4 We grow more like God:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;How do we become more like Jesus? We are made holy through the Word (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/John%2017.17" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;John 17:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Romans%2012.2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Romans 12:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;). Our sanctification comes directly through the time we spend in the Scriptures, getting to know God intimately and allowing His Word to correct our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Finally, “… you do not leave God when you go from the quiet place any more than he leaves you. A ‘quiet time’ is a ‘tuning in’ time. You should not switch off the radio once you have tuned in to God’s wavelength.” - John White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In Our Majesty's service,&lt;br /&gt;Weiheen, on behalf of P &amp;amp; QT Comm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-6048366044552446029?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6048366044552446029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=6048366044552446029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6048366044552446029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6048366044552446029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/03/quiet-time-quiet-time-is-not-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-8136753437315817939</id><published>2009-02-27T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:12:37.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In times of persecution.</title><content type='html'>In times of persecution, what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christians/Children of God, wherever we go, satan is always there to put us down, because satan's will is to prove God wrong, however we know God would truimph, In fact, He already has when the light rose on the third day of death. Hence, i bring to you a poem which sounds like a psalm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my comforter,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not hear anything more.&lt;br /&gt;He makes me remember His prescence&lt;br /&gt;In times of distress, He comforts me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the God on high,&lt;br /&gt;No scheme of man can pluck me from Him.&lt;br /&gt;He gives wisdom to those who hears,&lt;br /&gt;He removes agony from those who hope is in Him.&lt;br /&gt;He is my pillar of strength, my hope in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world sneers,&lt;br /&gt;    "Look! He who gave all for God".&lt;br /&gt;The mockers mock,&lt;br /&gt;    "Why are you so stupid".&lt;br /&gt;The jeerers jeer,&lt;br /&gt;    "Tell me where your God is!"&lt;br /&gt;The foolish laugh,&lt;br /&gt;    "his God doesnt exist".&lt;br /&gt;But they cannot stop Him from comforting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their walk is not of God,&lt;br /&gt;Their ways are of foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;Their paths lead to destruction,&lt;br /&gt;But the Lord delievers me from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once of them, but now rebornt!&lt;br /&gt;Glory to the God most High!&lt;br /&gt;He came to His own to bear our debt,&lt;br /&gt;But the foolish do not realise.&lt;br /&gt;Behold~ the lamb of God!&lt;br /&gt;He who takes away the sin of man!&lt;br /&gt;But to the perishing, it is foolishness to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leadth me to be called His own,&lt;br /&gt;He tooketh me from the miry clay.&lt;br /&gt;By salvation He called me son,&lt;br /&gt;By redemption He bought me life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is not my own, For i am His&lt;br /&gt;And He is mine, bought with the precious blood of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the beginning of time,&lt;br /&gt;Before the Earths were built,&lt;br /&gt;Before I was formed in shape,&lt;br /&gt;The Lord was already carrying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strongest falls,&lt;br /&gt;the weakest wails,&lt;br /&gt;but He who rely is in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;will find themselves renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bound by time,&lt;br /&gt;Not limited by materials,&lt;br /&gt;His glory and honour rises on high.&lt;br /&gt;Till the day where He takes me home,&lt;br /&gt;On earth i will sing of His perfect love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord, O' my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Be still before the Lord and know He is God.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord! For he alone is worthy.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord! For He loveth us so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-8136753437315817939?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8136753437315817939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=8136753437315817939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8136753437315817939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8136753437315817939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-times-of-persecution.html' title='In times of persecution.'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-5911164667231559511</id><published>2009-01-30T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:24:58.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“What is success?”</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;“What is success?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every CNY, no matter the economic outlook, people will talk about PROSPERITY and SUCCESS.But... Just what is success?&lt;br /&gt;Please take a moment to think and ponder as you read the poem below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is success?” I asked a tree,&lt;br /&gt;Standing beside a wall.&lt;br /&gt;The Leaves looked down at me and said,&lt;br /&gt;“Why, success is growing tall.”&lt;br /&gt;“What is success?” I asked a brook,&lt;br /&gt;Gurgling through the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;It laughing, dancing, said to me,&lt;br /&gt;“A river, then to the sea.”&lt;br /&gt;“What is success?” I asked the bird,&lt;br /&gt;Singing in the wood.&lt;br /&gt;It answered me in lilting song,&lt;br /&gt;“Success is gratitude.”&lt;br /&gt;“What is success?” I asked a man,&lt;br /&gt;His cheek aglow with health.&lt;br /&gt;He answered me with mighty scorn,&lt;br /&gt;"Why, success is gaining wealth."&lt;br /&gt;Then on bended knee I asked the Saviour,&lt;br /&gt;“Who on the earth had trod,”&lt;br /&gt;And a wee small voice within me said,&lt;br /&gt;“Success is knowing God.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author Unknown -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if "a man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things which he possesseth" (Luke 12:15) and&lt;br /&gt;"Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither" (Job 1:21),&lt;br /&gt;success is not about things temporal, but things eternal.&lt;br /&gt;Success is knowing God.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-5911164667231559511?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5911164667231559511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=5911164667231559511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5911164667231559511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5911164667231559511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-success.html' title='“What is success?”'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-8793765774635038758</id><published>2009-01-27T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:46:21.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, my cross is too heavy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uCnVgWUAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/AMKnWW4PWBg/s1600-h/cross+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uBolgWT6I/AAAAAAAAAYY/RzMx4sUwPZA/s400/cross+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159860332345577378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uBfVgWT5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/LO5tTPH99kI/s1600-h/cross+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uBfVgWT5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/LO5tTPH99kI/s400/cross+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159860173431787410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uBWFgWT4I/AAAAAAAAAYI/eRmw7I-xCzg/s1600-h/cross+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uBWFgWT4I/AAAAAAAAAYI/eRmw7I-xCzg/s400/cross+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159860014517997442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uBLFgWT3I/AAAAAAAAAYA/JOcvN3qj8u8/s1600-h/cross+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uBLFgWT3I/AAAAAAAAAYA/JOcvN3qj8u8/s400/cross+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159859825539436402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uA1FgWT1I/AAAAAAAAAXw/UyfQ6SRXjSo/s1600-h/cross+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uA1FgWT1I/AAAAAAAAAXw/UyfQ6SRXjSo/s400/cross+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159859447582314322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uAm1gWT0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/PNMhUsg6_10/s1600-h/cross+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uAm1gWT0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/PNMhUsg6_10/s400/cross+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159859202769178434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5t9vlgWTzI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1bjMNQPnUto/s1600-h/cross+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5t9vlgWTzI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1bjMNQPnUto/s400/cross+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159856054558150450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We complain about the cross we bear but don't realize&lt;br /&gt;it is preparing us for the dip in the road that God can see and we can't.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your cross, whatever your pain,&lt;br /&gt;there will always be sunshine, after the rain....&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you may stumble, perhaps e ven fall;&lt;br /&gt;But God's always ready, to answer your call....&lt;br /&gt;He knows every heartache, sees every tear,&lt;br /&gt;a word from His lips, can calm every fear...&lt;br /&gt;Your sorrows may linger, throughout the night,&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly vanish, dawn's early light...&lt;br /&gt;The Savior is waiting, somewhere above,&lt;br /&gt;to give you His grace, and send you His love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-8793765774635038758?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8793765774635038758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=8793765774635038758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8793765774635038758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8793765774635038758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/01/lord-my-cross-is-too-heavy.html' title='Lord, my cross is too heavy'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_CqSnSNfpc-k/R5uCnVgWUAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/AMKnWW4PWBg/s72-c/cross+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-7516335424411931890</id><published>2009-01-06T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:23:57.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people! :D I am the first to blog in 2009! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to guess who i am? HAHA! Obviously i am someone from the tuanqi! Haha. I shall type in proper english here, so it would be quite hard to guess my identity! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a committee voting session last sunday! And it was very funny actually. Dorcas is our new tuan zhang, etc etc. I very lazy type :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, see you all on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week ahead! God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-7516335424411931890?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7516335424411931890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=7516335424411931890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7516335424411931890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7516335424411931890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi-people-d-want-to-guess-who-i-am-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-2070350256656454422</id><published>2008-12-15T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:59:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008 - A King's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A King's Love&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;一个国王的爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beloved friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered why your heart felt squeezed when you heard the moving story of a …...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patriot that died for his country;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover that remained faithful to his ill spouse till death parted them;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother who sacrificed her life to protect her child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Greater love has no one than this, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that he lay down his life for his friends.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; John 15:13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, isn’t true love, without sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas, we invite you warmly to join us to hear the story of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;King&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who loved &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immerse yourself in original music and lyrics put into a lighthearted Christmas play in Mandarin&lt;br /&gt;and discover how the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas play is more than a stage production;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I have a part in this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuVlAZ_L9Mc/SUUzbEYgvUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/gTaiPBUuNgg/s1600-h/A+king%27s+love+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279682678287809858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuVlAZ_L9Mc/SUUzbEYgvUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/gTaiPBUuNgg/s400/A+king%27s+love+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuVlAZ_L9Mc/SUU1wwyUh5I/AAAAAAAAAYA/GAlTcUgCbv4/s1600-h/A+king%27s+love+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279685250007730066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuVlAZ_L9Mc/SUU1wwyUh5I/AAAAAAAAAYA/GAlTcUgCbv4/s400/A+king%27s+love+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring your family &amp;amp; friends too! We welcome all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;The-Vine Teen &amp;amp; Youth Fellowship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;D &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-2070350256656454422?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2070350256656454422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=2070350256656454422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2070350256656454422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2070350256656454422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008-kings-love.html' title='Christmas 2008 - A King&apos;s Love'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuVlAZ_L9Mc/SUUzbEYgvUI/AAAAAAAAAXw/gTaiPBUuNgg/s72-c/A+king%27s+love+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-6972273448385337697</id><published>2008-08-04T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:58:07.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If by Amy Carmichael</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;As Pastor Simon shared with us today in closing of our topic,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A Christian Perspective &amp;amp; Management of PR in Church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have not compassion on my fellowservant,&lt;br /&gt;even as my Lord had pity on me,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can easily discuss the shortcomings and the sins of any;&lt;br /&gt;if I can speak in a casual way even of a child's misdoings,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can enjoy a joke at the expense of another;&lt;br /&gt;if I can in any way slight another in conversation, or even in thought,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can write an unkind letter, speak an unkind word,&lt;br /&gt;think an unkind thought without grief and shame,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am afraid to speak the truth, lest I lose affection,&lt;br /&gt;or lest the one concerned should say, "You do not understand,"&lt;br /&gt;or because I fear to lose my reputation for kindness;&lt;br /&gt;if I put my own good name before the other's highest good,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I myself dominate myself, if my thoughts revolve around myself,&lt;br /&gt;if I am so occupied with myself I rarely have "a heart at leisure from itself,"&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I cannot in honest happiness take the second place (or twentieth);&lt;br /&gt;if I cannot take the first without making a fuss about my unworthiness,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do not give a friend "the benefit of the doubt,"&lt;br /&gt;but put the worst construction instead of the best on what is said or done,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I take offense easily;&lt;br /&gt;if I am content to continue in a cool unfriendliness, though friendship be possible,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a sudden jar can cause me to speak an impatient, unloving word,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For a cup brimful of sweet water cannot spill even one drop of bitter water,&lt;br /&gt;however suddenly jolted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say, "Yes, I forgive, but I cannot forget," as though the God,&lt;br /&gt;who twice a day washes all the sands on all the shores of all the world,&lt;br /&gt;could not wash such memories from my mind,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If souls can suffer alongside, and I hardly know it,&lt;br /&gt;because the spirit of discernment is not in me,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the praise of man elates me and his blame depresses me;&lt;br /&gt;if I cannot rest under misunderstanding without defending myself;&lt;br /&gt;if I love to be loved more than to love, to be served more than to serve,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in the fellowship of service I seek to attach a friend to myself,&lt;br /&gt;so that others are caused to feel unwanted;&lt;br /&gt;if my friendships do not draw others deeper in, but are ungenerous,&lt;br /&gt;then I know nothing of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Calvary love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That which I know not, teach Thou me, O Lord, my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From If by Amy Carmichael.&lt;br /&gt;Christian Literature Crusade © 1991&lt;br /&gt;Amy was a missionary in Southern India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us love, for love covers a multitude of sins.&lt;br /&gt;God be with u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-6972273448385337697?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6972273448385337697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=6972273448385337697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6972273448385337697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6972273448385337697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-i-have-not-compassion-on-my.html' title='If by Amy Carmichael'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-4480368117093959628</id><published>2008-07-28T00:43:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T02:36:08.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>透视基督徒在教会和社会的处事待人/公关</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PR&lt;/span&gt; Time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227738574355987314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="165" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SIyoiR8Ye3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/R8TW9fpKAFk/s320/Dice%2520and%2520words%25202.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SIypqLx-DrI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/A5Lr8SgAuE4/s1600-h/pr_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Youths!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look Forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 3-part series Special Topic Fellowship Programme! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Topic&lt;/u&gt;： &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Christian Perspective &amp;amp; Management of Public Relations in the Church &amp;amp; Society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;《透视基督徒在教会和社会的处事待人/公关》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dates&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. 3 August 2008 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;2. 10 August 2008 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;3. 17 August 2008 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Venue&lt;/u&gt;：BPMC ACTI Room (Level 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Time&lt;/u&gt;：12.30pm to 2.00pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fellowship Programme&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Session 1: 3 August 2008 (Sunday)*&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;table cellspacing="2" cellpadding="2" width="380" border="1"  style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Programme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Led by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;12.30-12.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Opening Prayer &amp;amp; Singspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Zhihao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*Pianist-Moses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;12.50-1.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Special Topic:&lt;br /&gt;-A Christian Perspective &amp;amp; Management of Public Relations in the Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Keynote Speaker:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pastor Simon Wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1.50-2.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Summary &amp;amp; Closing Prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wei Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Session 2: 10 August 2008 (Sunday)*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="2" cellpadding="2" width="380" border="1"  style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Programme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Led by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;12.30-12.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Opening Prayer &amp;amp; Singspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Moses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*Pianist-Wei Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;12.50-1.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Special Topic:&lt;br /&gt;-A Christian Perspective &amp;amp; Management of Public Relations in the Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;-Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Keynote Speaker:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Deacon Stuart Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1.50-2.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Summary &amp;amp; Closing Prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dorcas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Session 3: 17 August 2008 (Sunday)*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="2" cellpadding="2" width="380" border="1"  style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Programme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Led by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;12.30-12.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Opening Prayer &amp;amp; Singspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wei Leen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Pianist-Wei Heen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;12.50-1.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Open Discussion on Special Topic:&lt;br /&gt;-A Christian Perspective &amp;amp; Management of Public Relations in the Church &amp;amp; Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Q&amp;amp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chairman: Wei Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;1.50-2.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Summary &amp;amp; Closing Prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Deacon Kock Guey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;· Topic Coverage&lt;/strong&gt;：&lt;br /&gt;- Biblical Foundations of A Christian’s Public Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;基督徒处事待人的圣经教导&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A Christian’s Character Building in Public Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;基督徒处事待人的品德增进&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- A Christian’s Tools &amp;amp; Skills in Public Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;基督徒处事待人的工具和技巧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Learn how to IDENTIFY with CHRIST in your life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See u!!:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-4480368117093959628?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4480368117093959628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=4480368117093959628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4480368117093959628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4480368117093959628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='透视基督徒在教会和社会的处事待人/公关'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SIyoiR8Ye3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/R8TW9fpKAFk/s72-c/Dice%2520and%2520words%25202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-2127562617889953954</id><published>2008-07-02T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:33:12.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sharing with u all a poem i came across.&lt;br /&gt;if u love roses, consider more the beauty of which God has adorned you with,&lt;br /&gt;and live out the beauty of God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQx20FKSI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6L_lcU05Xio/s1600-h/12_01_2---Rose_web%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218423779440797986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQx20FKSI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6L_lcU05Xio/s320/12_01_2---Rose_web%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is only a tiny rosebud-&lt;br /&gt;A flower of God's design;&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot unfold the petals&lt;br /&gt;With these clumsy hands of mine.&lt;br /&gt;The secret of unfolding flowers&lt;br /&gt;Is not Known to such as I-&lt;br /&gt;The flower God opens so gently&lt;br /&gt;In my hands would fade and die.&lt;br /&gt;If I cannot unfold a rosebud,&lt;br /&gt;This flower of God's design,&lt;br /&gt;How can I have wisdom&lt;br /&gt;To unfold this life of mine?&lt;br /&gt;So I'll trust in Him for His leading&lt;br /&gt;Each moment of every day,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll look to Him for His guidance&lt;br /&gt;Each step of the pilgrim way.&lt;br /&gt;For the pathway that lies before me&lt;br /&gt;My heavenly Father knows-&lt;br /&gt;I'll trust Him to unfold the moments&lt;br /&gt;Just as he unfolds the rose.&lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~Author Unknown.~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQzqM5klI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6aeLkh-7Pv4/s1600-h/rose1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218423810414973522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQzqM5klI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6aeLkh-7Pv4/s320/rose1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQzpTaeqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/eHBCO7VUDTI/s1600-h/Rose.preview%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218423810173860514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQzpTaeqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/eHBCO7VUDTI/s320/Rose.preview%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQz4BF2jI/AAAAAAAAAPs/KXnbt1JmNSs/s1600-h/Rose%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218423814123543090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQz4BF2jI/AAAAAAAAAPs/KXnbt1JmNSs/s320/Rose%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQ0DnExII/AAAAAAAAAP0/yADzJXCok1g/s1600-h/Shahzad_Rose8%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218423817235645570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQ0DnExII/AAAAAAAAAP0/yADzJXCok1g/s320/Shahzad_Rose8%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--Luke 12: 27-28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-2127562617889953954?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2127562617889953954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=2127562617889953954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2127562617889953954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2127562617889953954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/07/rose.html' title='The Rose'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SGuQx20FKSI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6L_lcU05Xio/s72-c/12_01_2---Rose_web%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-3754191141442892588</id><published>2008-06-05T04:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:15:23.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Campers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Back-2-Basics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo Youths &amp;amp; Teens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes! We've come thru another good half-year since our last Youth &amp;amp; Teen Camp with much thanksgiving to our heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now we stand say less than 96 hours to the time when we declare the opening of our upcoming Family Camp @ Batam. (If u wish u can calculate the exact timings but since i'm no mathematical person, i shall leave numbers alone:D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so what hv we to expect of this camp? or expect of ourselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUCH. But only if we 1st prepare our hearts to focus our eyes upon Him, and prayerfully let the Spirit guide us in this time even before camp starts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for those of us who're not taking the &lt;a href="http://www.harris-batam.com/batam-island.shtml#ferry"&gt;romantic ferry ride&lt;/a&gt;, fear not, for u will be similarly stationed to guard an island. and a bigger island too:) so read on, for we share the same Father, the same blood covered us and washed us white as snow, and this blood flows thru our vessels (not jus blood vessels, but we as &lt;a href="http://suif.stanford.edu/~aimee/vessel.html"&gt;vessels of God&lt;/a&gt;) to testify. so wherever each of us may be during this time, let us not stop giving thanks, and not stop testifying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So U've Got a Question?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Question 1: &lt;u&gt;Thinkin' "What to Wear? What to Wear?"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(remember the commercial of old--or mayb u arent tt old-- where Ronald McDonald peered into his wardrobe and debated/mused over what to wear? when they were all the same outfit?!) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208018371645341666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEaZHaGg_-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/eKsxCFcBQq8/s200/ronaldmcdonald%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Awesome Armour!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no, it's not abt last Sunday's written Napoleon Bonaparte/ the man who kills dinosaurs/ the Victorian fine noble/ the pretty princess of her castle/ the woman who frees the slaves/ the first-thought Barney-the-dinosaur..&lt;br /&gt;we're talking bible terms here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208008016874767522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEaPsrk1BKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6GDwCt9yB8c/s400/ArmourOfGod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So if u're missing out these:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208018185781671474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEaY8ltKdjI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/jcq3C8tFUCw/s400/armour+complete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's high time to get it ready.&lt;br /&gt;And any area we are weak, let's pray we will draw strength from God.&lt;br /&gt;Cos remember Paul ends his exposition of the armour of God with this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 6:18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;....Tracing our Heritage: Our Various Outfits....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~June 2005~ Church Camp @ Kreta Rainforest Resort&lt;br /&gt;We Are One In God's Family * 主里一家亲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208008029073381938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEaPtZBNGjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/4ayVBTWPNG0/s400/June+2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~Dec 2005~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Youth Camp @ Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Enchiridion of True Love * 真爱秘笈&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208008032783349938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEaPtm1uuLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kB2-8tl1lMA/s400/Dec+2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~June 2006~ Church Camp @ Seremban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Follow Hard After Christ * 紧紧跟随主&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208022133726860978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEaciY8pVrI/AAAAAAAAAKk/nmk1wdhJNbc/s400/June+2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208022137791379698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEacioFs-PI/AAAAAAAAAKs/e_DYJdjbNjU/s400/June+2006+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~Dec 2006~ Teen &amp;amp; Youth Camp @ Fairy Point Chalet&lt;br /&gt;Blueprint of Creation * 宇宙蓝图&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208022144728383538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEacjB7nQDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/js71HCJU9UU/s400/Dec+2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~June 2007~ Church Camp @ Batam&lt;br /&gt;Abundant Life * 丰盛生命&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208022874312332754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEadNf1-1dI/AAAAAAAAALE/Cn0loIO17js/s400/June+2007+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208022868910981282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEadNLuMwKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Z7hFUJqvcEk/s400/June+2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dec 2007~ Teen &amp;amp; Youth Camp @ Church&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Take My Wheel * 生命舵手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208023422578430962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEadtaSzk_I/AAAAAAAAALM/Wr1FqAKF83A/s400/Dec+2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Important Notice:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For this camp, on the last nite we've Family Nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meaning we're putting up a short item to celebrate &lt;a href="http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html"&gt;FAMILY-IN-CHRIST&lt;/a&gt;. We will sing &amp;amp; sway most probably to Somebody Bigger Than U &amp;amp; I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So what our attire will be as a spirit of togetherness, all to Youths &amp;amp; Teens of The-Vine Fellowship MUST bring the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Youths:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208085846148096658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbWe8NlopI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KZ-nt7HsRy8/s400/Blue.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue masterpiece&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MUST come in ur luggage. U wont overpack jus with this shirt. In fact it'll make u so light-hearted:) it's a trademark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teens:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208037888835434450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEaq3dTPt9I/AAAAAAAAALU/uulEJfB8QNg/s400/2007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as modelled here by Ah-Joe, this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bright orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shirt is a MUST to bring along for wear on the last nite of camp. cos Teens u dun hv the blue Tuanqi shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and of cos if u want to be part of the Red Sea:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208038459548267666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEarYrXydJI/AAAAAAAAALk/uIorvypTYHQ/s400/2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Loyalty lies in royalty. And of cos we are royalty. Disagree? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qm8BVF1NPfE"&gt;Psalm 8&lt;/a&gt; says God has crowned us with glory and honor. Ya so this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stunning red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shirt comes in handy if u wanna bring it along:) tho prolly we'll be decked in blue-orange for the sharing item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Question 2: &lt;u&gt;So what will I do there?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Answer 2: &lt;u&gt;Vibrant Voyage!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the slated schedule, we'll hv our rounds of ice-breakers, worship, sermons, group discussions/prayers, sharings. Youths will be leading the ice-breakers &amp;amp; worship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at ALL times, we will:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELLOWSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And of cos as canvassed by Joe, we will gather to:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208097416506859682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbhAbKFYKI/AAAAAAAAANk/baLYSq2rlig/s400/hands_holding_cross.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And we will hv enough to &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PLAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;thru the nites/days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ah... lead an army like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bonarparte&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Alexander the Great&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Attila the Hun&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;King David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;courtesy of Teen/Heen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208087494035206418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbX-3EfcRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/wDXKkgi1U2s/s400/risk.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or scream/squeal over the vicissitudes of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courtesy of YingJie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208108292849565250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbq5gsQfkI/AAAAAAAAAOU/s2U3IBuil40/s320/game+of+life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or gear up for some hot aerobics/gymnastics &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courtesy of Esthercie&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208099540157732722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbi8CX6F3I/AAAAAAAAAN0/3x_iDB0j4aU/s320/twister.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or have a money-splattered date with this cute old gentleman short of a goatee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courtesy of Teen/Heen&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208091878548831602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbb-Ep__XI/AAAAAAAAANE/vges2Yy4xCU/s200/mono.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or test ur concentration and deft finger muscles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courtesy of Hoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208106356425163746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbpIy8tA-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/UmjxlOqpis0/s320/jenga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or colour ur vision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courtesy of Teen/Heen&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208091877719561474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbb-BkSVQI/AAAAAAAAANM/zRixIiMm6pw/s200/uno.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or wield power in ur hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courtesy of Hoe&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208106351781800370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbpIhpo6bI/AAAAAAAAAOE/U76AD3wbZzo/s320/040428-072.%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or work ur grit &amp;amp; six-pack (if u hv one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courtesy of Hoe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208091874564624770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbb910F0YI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Tn-ygq4jLJc/s200/beach+ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and if these do not yet satisfy, u are most welcome to contribute to the list:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's the pool &amp;amp; go-karts too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we will also gather to practice our item&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208106339151636738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbpHymX6QI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bd9najEKaNU/s320/practice.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Youths will gather abt 1.5hrs to discuss fellowship programmes Jul-Dec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and some pertinent issues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i-dun-know-u-know, u-know-i-dun-know, i-know-u-know, i-know-u-dun-know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whichever combi ahem. Shhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208111033870791570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbtZDypM5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/NaXF4HZzu94/s320/secret_worlds%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Question 3: &lt;u&gt;So what will be my subsistence?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Answer 3: &lt;u&gt;Gastronomic Galore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/pyramids/pyramids.html"&gt;Egyptian Pyramids&lt;/a&gt; start showing signs of erosion in the sands of time.&lt;br /&gt;What more about food pyramids?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think we'd agree we've sorta hit 'em down somehow, sometime in the sands of time as this Tuanqi grew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so.. the verdict is.. will this pyramid topple and make a 180 degree turn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208087473408173650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbX9qOn5lI/AAAAAAAAAMc/U0drqM4Ke68/s400/the_food_pyramid%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that we embrace this instead? last Sunday's open-secret notes already speak loud &amp;amp; clear. how many of us wrote blatantly of choco delites ('cept choco mouse heh which i DO NOT fancy)? ice-cream cakes? banana-choc cakes! Lavender pineapple tarts?! Twix? Sat-Keh-Ma? Phew! Salivating already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208122038565204034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEb3ZneP8EI/AAAAAAAAAPM/yLxf6uqS4JU/s320/snacks%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fear not. Or be very afraid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We grabbed some hi-end products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decipher urself:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208111040600828770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbtZc3Na2I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9VKNBj8A0ZA/s320/msbag%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and come this Sat, we gonna walkover to our friendly neighbour across the road and make good our spree there:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208111043223669506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbtZmoiywI/AAAAAAAAAOs/aEQl5oFmUEI/s320/ShengSiongLOGO%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; cuppa noodles anyone?*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK! NO more questions!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sat 5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; those involved we meet at the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cryroom of Mandarin Congre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to gather, wit, brain juices, tastebuds and wateva we have altogether:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Saturday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we hop upon the romantic ferry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus at the wheel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; arrive at our romantic hotspot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208112659554762786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEbu3r76ACI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Y2H9QgssNUQ/s400/harrismain%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BUT remember ur armour.&lt;br /&gt;It ain't heavy to sink the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In fact, ur armour will uplift souls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And we lift our voices heavenward to Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mark my words, all ye merry genteelmen &amp;amp; all ye fair ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208120773900298242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/06/yo-campers.html' title='Yo Campers!'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/SEaZHaGg_-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/eKsxCFcBQq8/s72-c/ronaldmcdonald%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-2891723142817238737</id><published>2008-05-07T01:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:42:10.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency Telephone Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emergency Telephone Numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are more effective than 911&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are sad, phone...............................John 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You have sinned, phone......................Psalm 51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You are facing danger, phone.............Psalm 91&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;People have failed you, phone............Psalm 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It feels as though God is far from you, phone..Psalm 139&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Your faith needs stimulation, phone...Hebrews 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You are alone and scared, phone.......Psalm 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are worried, phone..............Matthew 8:19–34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You are hurt and critical, phone.........1 Corinthians 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You wonder about Christianity, phone..2 Corinthians 5:15-18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You feel like an outcast, phone............Romans 8:31-39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You are seeking peace, phone..........Matthew 11:25-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It feels as if the world is bigger than God, phone..Psalm 90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You need Christ like insurance, phone.....Romans 8:1-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are leaving home for a trip, phone....Psalm 121&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You are praying for yourself, phone.........Psalm 87&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You require courage for a task, phone.....Joshua 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Inflation&amp;amp;investments are hogging your thoughts, phone....Mark 10:17-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You are depressive, phone.........................Psalm 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Your bank account is empty, phone.........Psalm 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You lose faith in mankind, phone..............2 Corinthians 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It looks like people are unfriendly, phone.......John 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You are losing hope, phone.........................Psalm 126&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You feel the world is small compared to you, phone....Psalm 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You want to carry fruit, phone...................John 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Paul’s secret for happiness, phone...Colossians 3:12-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;With big opportunity/discovery, phone....Isaiah 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To get along with other people, phone.......Romans 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ALTERNATE NUMBERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For dealing with fear, call............Psalm 34:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;For&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; security, call.........................Psalm 121:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;For assurance, call........................Mark 8:35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For reassurance, call.................Psalm 145:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ALL THESE NUMBERS MAY BE PHONED DIRECTLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;NO OPERATOR ASSISTANCE IS NECESSARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ALL LINES TO HEAVEN ARE AVAILABLE 24 HOURS A DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-2891723142817238737?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2891723142817238737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=2891723142817238737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2891723142817238737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2891723142817238737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/05/emergency-telephone-numbers-these-are.html' title='Emergency Telephone Numbers'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-8849461170309824393</id><published>2008-03-28T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:05:13.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News in an Alabaster Jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good News in an Alabaster Jar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-0Wz1BGzNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5-vYSDPUWa4/s1600-h/JH521-30%2520anoint%2520head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182823825834167506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-0Wz1BGzNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5-vYSDPUWa4/s400/JH521-30%2520anoint%2520head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the benefit of a question asked repeatedly abt a certain 'alabaster jar'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we come back to life's handybook as always... the BIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 26 records an interesting episode in the life of Jesus, just two days before he was killed. This was an action-packed week, filled with highly significant events — and this event is no exception. In Matthew 26, we find a description of Jesus being anointed with perfume. The story begins in verses 1-2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When Jesus had finished saying all these things, he said to his disciples, ‘As you know, the Passover is two days away — and the Son of Man will be handed over to be crucified.’"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus knows that his time is short – he has only two days to live – but his disciples seem to be unaware of it. Jesus will soon be given another opportunity to tell his disciples about his impending death. Then there is an abrupt change of scene, in which Matthew tells us what is happening in another place at about the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The chief priests and the elders of the people assembled in the palace of the high priest, whose name was Caiaphas, and they plotted to arrest Jesus in some sly way and kill him. `But not during the Feast,’ they said, ‘or there may be a riot among the people’" (verses 3-5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus anointed with perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew then takes us back to Jesus. "While Jesus was in Bethany [two miles from Jerusalem] in the home of a man known as Simon the Leper, a woman came to him with an alabaster jar of very expensive perfume, which she poured on his head as he was reclining at the table" (verses 6-7). A whole jar of perfume! The smell would have filled the entire room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the disciples saw this, they were indignant. `Why this waste?’ they asked. `This perfume could have been sold at a high price and the money given to the poor’" (verses 8-9).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aware of this, Jesus said to them, ‘Why are you bothering this woman? She has done a beautiful thing to me. The poor you will always have with you, but you will not always have me. When she poured this perfume on my body, she did it to prepare me for burial’" (verses 10-12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesus, with special emphasis, then said, "I tell you the truth, wherever this gospel is preached throughout the world, what she has done will also be told, in memory of her" (verse 13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disciples asked, "Why this waste?" I would like to ask a follow-up question: Why is this story so important that it will be told wherever the gospel message goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182823821539200194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-0WzlBGzMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QInNwwYQkvQ/s400/AlabasterJar_patao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman had done a nice favor for Jesus, and it was appropriate for Jesus to thank her in a nice way. But surely this does not mean that the disciples, no matter where they went in the world, would have to tell this story everywhere they told the gospel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the disciples were running short of time, couldn’t they just preach the gospel and skip this particular story? No, said Jesus. Wherever the gospel is preached, this story must be told, too. It is practically as important as the gospel itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the disciples were inspired to write the stories of what Jesus did, they also wrote the story of what this woman did. Here, it is on an equal level with the teachings and miracles of Jesus. What this woman did is an essential part of the story of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not just long ago and far away. It also applies right now, and right here. Wherever the gospel goes, this story must be told, too. Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The context: Jesus’ death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This section of Matthew is about Jesus' death. It begins in verse 2 with Jesus mentioning his death. It moves in verse 3 to the conspiracy to kill Jesus. And in verse 12, Jesus connects the anointing with his burial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right after Jesus says that this story will be told around the world, Matthew tells us in verse 14 that Judas went out and conspired with the chief priests to betray Jesus. This was the event that was the last straw for Judas. He was so upset about this waste of money that he went out to betray his master for 30 pieces of silver – ironically, money that he himself would waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is set in the context of Jesus' death. The story is part of the introduction to what is called the passion – Jesus’ suffering and death. That helps make the story significant. There are several points of resemblance between what this woman did and what Jesus did on the cross. Her action was in some ways a parable, a drama that portrayed spiritual truth about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of Jesus' own actions were object lessons for spiritual truths. He did many more miracles than could be recorded in the Bible, but some are reported to us because they have special significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miracle of feeding 5,000 people, for example, helps show that Jesus is the bread of life. Just as he can give us the food we need for physical life, so also he can give us what we need for eternal life. The fact that he could do something we can see, gives us assurance that he can do something we cannot see. Just as he can heal diseases, so also can he forgive sins. The physical action helps picture a spiritual truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also true of what this woman did for Jesus. What she did illustrates for us some lessons about the sacrifice of Jesus Christ. It also pictures the way that we should respond to Jesus. What this woman did is a microcosm of the gospel itself. That is why it is so important that this story has become part of the gospel message. It can help us explain the nature of the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A powerful devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mary took about a pint of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus' feet and wiped his feet with her hair" (John 12:3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182823830129134818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-0W0FBGzOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jh-ZHtIvMN4/s400/magdalen102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at three ways in which this anointing resembles the sacrifice of Jesus himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let's give this woman a name. John 12 tells us that she was Mary, sister of Lazarus, and that this was shortly after Jesus had raised Lazarus from the dead. The story can be told without that particular fact — the action is more important that who did it — but it does help us understand a little more of what went on behind the scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we can see that Mary was motivated to do this out of love. Nobody told her to do it. It was not commanded. It was just something Mary took upon herself to do, and she did it out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus also made his sacrifice out of love. He had no obligation to die for us, but he chose to do it, willingly, motivated by love. Even while we were sinners, he loved us with incredible intensity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary may have known that Jesus was soon to die, but perhaps not. The disciples didn't understand that Jesus was going to die, and Mary probably didn't, either. Otherwise, she probably would have saved the perfume for the actual burial. She seems to have poured the perfume on Jesus simply because she had an incredibly intense devotion to Jesus. She was overwhelmed with love. Maybe it was a response to the resurrection of Lazarus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary may have bought that perfume to anoint the dead body of her brother. Now that Lazarus was alive, Mary did not need the perfume for him — thanks to what Jesus had done. How could Mary thank Jesus for his wonderful gift of life? Why, she could use that same perfume to lavish it on Jesus, as a token of her thanks and love. Mary was praising Jesus, honoring Jesus, in effect, worshipping Jesus, sacrificing to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people today are concerned with right beliefs. Right beliefs are good. We need them. Many people today are concerned with right behavior. Right behavior is good. We need it — but we need something else, too, and that is something that Mary demonstrates for us. Mary shows us right emotion, right feeling. The heart we need for God is an intensely personal devotion, a powerful dedication of ourselves to his service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This intensity of emotion is unusual, and like most unusual things, this was criticized. This kind of devotion was not within the ordinary range of acceptable behavior. People would call Mary eccentric, maybe even out of her right mind. Society says, Don't get carried away with your emotions. Mary did. Her society criticized her, but Jesus praised her. Society says, Moderation in all things. Mary was not moderate. Her society criticized her, but Jesus praised her. The jury of 12 men said this is wrong, but Jesus said, she is better than you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary had an intense affection and devotion for Jesus. We can see it when she sat at Jesus' feet listening to him teach. She was a contemplative person who liked to think. Here, she is an expressive person — expressive not in words but in actions. Her quiet nature did not prevent her from making a powerful statement — more powerful than words could have possibly done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An enormous sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second way in which Mary's action was like the sacrifice of Jesus is that was a sacrifice. This was some incredibly expensive perfume. Mary could have sold it for a large amount. Mark tells us it was worth about one year's wages — the amount of money that a working person would earn in an entire year. At minimum wage today, it might be worth roughly 10 thousand dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine one jar of perfume that costs 10 thousand dollars? Now, can you imagine taking that and just pouring it out? Ten thousand dollars evaporating into thin air — gone forever. A year's worth of manual labor, gone, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows us something of the intensity of Mary's love for Jesus. She must have known what she was doing, and how much it had cost her. But she did not care. Her love for Jesus was so great that she was not concerned about the cost. She was probably happy about it — she was getting a chance to demonstrate her devotion to Jesus. If she had sorrow, it was not about how much she was giving up, but that she had so little to give. Love often expresses itself in self-sacrifice, with little thought for self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If an offering is to be meaningful, it should cost us something, and it should be done out of our own free will. We should give up something that is of value to us. Worship always involves sacrifice — sacrifice of money, time or pride, or all three. Maybe it requires everything we have, and everything we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disciples were concerned with self. They wanted to be great in the kingdom of God. But Mary was achieving greatness already, through her devotion to Jesus. She was not concerned for self and what she would get out of it. She was concerned for nothing but Jesus, and in that, she was already great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concern about the money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disciples suggested that the money could be given to the poor. It wasn't just Judas who objected to this "waste" of money. All the disciples were indignant. It is good to give money to the poor. The traditional Jewish understanding of righteousness included giving money to the poor, and apparently the disciples sometimes did it. (When Judas went out from the last supper, the disciples thought that he might be going to give something to the poor. If Jesus had never given any money to the poor in three years, the disciples probably would not guess that he would start right then. Charity seems to have been part of what they normally did.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone has lots of money, it is appropriate to share some of it with those who need it. That is a good use of money. But in this case, Mary had picked an even better use of the money. She used it in an act of tremendous devotion, an act of worship. That is a legitimate use of money, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Christians make a religion out of social work, and they do very well. Social work is part of the Christian faith. But some unfortunately see that as the only form of religion, and they have forgotten about devotion to Jesus. Social work is good, but it is not supreme. Jesus is supreme — and our devotion to him will cause us to help those who need help. It's a question of priorities, and Jesus must always be first. For Christian service to really count, it must be done for Christ. We are serving him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Mary did, from an observer's perspective, was a big sacrifice. But because she was willing, it was for her a small price to pay, a token of her love. Jesus' crucifixion, from all perspectives, was a tremendous sacrifice, but he was willing to make it. For the joy set before him he endured the cross. He knew that glory was waiting not just for him, but for all who believed in him. He was willing to pay the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grasp the enormity of his sacrifice, we cannot help but respond in love and devotion — and there is no sacrifice too great. Nothing we do could ever compare to what he has done for us. Our love for him causes us to live for him, to give all that we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extravagant sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third way in which Mary's action was similar to Jesus' crucifixion is that it was extravagant. It was far more than what was necessary. It was outrageous! Mary was not a calculating person who thought, what is the least I can do? How much do I have to spend to be enough? What is my duty? Nor was she tied down to tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary did not think, How do other women show respect for a rabbi? She was not afraid of public opinion. Her love freed her from that fear. She was not afraid to do something out of the ordinary. Mary did not ask the disciples if it was OK. No, Mary broke traditions. She broke the limits of what is public propriety. Mary didn't even ask Jesus if it was OK. She just seized the opportunity, and did it. She did what she could, because only that expressed her devotion to Jesus. Her love was so great that it called for an exceptional act of creative devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disciples didn't object to the anointing in itself. They didn't object to perfume. What they objected to was the extravagance. This was just too much of a good thing — way too much. This was ridiculous, wasteful, even sinful. No so, said Jesus. What she has done is a beautiful thing, Jesus said. It had an aesthetic value, like a beautiful work of art, a beautiful piece of music. It was a beautiful action — a beauty that defies cost analysis. It is impossible to put a price on such personal devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are too concerned about the usefulness of something. I often think that way. But that may mean that I do only the ordinary things, never the unusual, never the beautiful, never anything heroic, never anything requiring faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disciples wanted the money to be put to good use, for something practical, like food for the hungry. And that is a very good use for money. It was the ordinary thing to do, the normal thing to do, even a respectable thing to do. But usefulness is not the most important thing in the universe. Usefulness is not our god. Efficiency is not our god. Public opinion is not our god. Traditional boundaries of politeness are not our god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is our God, and it is useful to expend our material resources to honor and glorify him. Maybe there aren't any tangible results, but a sacrifice of love and devotion has a usefulness of its own. An act of great beauty has a usefulness of its own when it is done for Jesus Christ. Mary's act of extravagant waste was actually a picture of spiritual beauty — a heavenly fragrance. It pictured the sacrifice of Jesus Christ in a way that words could not. It was extravagant, and that is part of its beauty. God himself is extravagant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, when something is done out of the ordinary, someone is going to complain about it. Someone is not going to understand the motive, or understand the beauty, or they are going to say, "That's not right. We don't do things that way." To them, it seems that mediocrity is better than intense emotion. But Jesus praises extravagance, not mediocrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave us an extravagant gift in the person of Jesus Christ. It was an outrageous gift, worth far more than what we deserve. Grace is extravagant. Jesus gave everything he had for us. He gave his very life. And it was even more than necessary — he died for the whole world, and yet the whole world does not accept him. He died even for the people who reject him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste!, some people might think, but it was really an act of love, of sacrifice, of extravagance. Some people said, "That can't be right. That's not the way God normally acts with us." But God does things out of the ordinary. Jesus shows us total commitment, total sacrifice, so that we might respond to him with all that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extravagant response&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to respond to him the same way that Mary did — with a supreme focus on him, a single-minded love that counts everything else loss for Jesus Christ, a love that does not ask how little we can do to get by, a love that is not worried about public opinion, a love that is no longer concerned about what is within the boundaries of normal devotion — a love that is willing to be extravagant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mary poured perfume on Jesus, she was not only picturing some aspects of what Jesus did on the cross, she also pictured the way that we should respond to Jesus, with such complete devotion, such willingness to sacrifice, such willingness to go beyond the boundaries of normal and to have an extraordinary love for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done anything extravagant for Jesus Christ? Have you ever done anything so outrageous for him that other people thought you were foolish? Have you ever been so bold with love that other people have criticized what you did? Some of us have. Maybe it was a long time ago. Whenever it was, it was sweet-smelling aroma offered to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The example of Mary tells me that I am too reserved. I am too often concerned with what others think. I am not loving Jesus as much as I ought. I am too concerned with myself. I need to think more about actions of extraordinary beauty. God has been extravagant with me. He has lavished on me the riches of his grace. He has repeatedly given me things I did not deserve and things I did not appreciate the way I ought. His grace toward me abounds and abounds and abounds. How do I respond to him who gave his life for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Morrison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-8849461170309824393?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8849461170309824393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=8849461170309824393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8849461170309824393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8849461170309824393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-news-in-alabaster-jar.html' title='Good News in an Alabaster Jar'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-0Wz1BGzNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5-vYSDPUWa4/s72-c/JH521-30%2520anoint%2520head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-2684902693415447957</id><published>2008-03-24T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:12:11.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest love you can ever receive...</title><content type='html'>How great is His sacrifice..His love.. His unconditional love..&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the pain and sufferings and mockings, He still chose to fulfill God's will.&lt;br /&gt;He could have come down from the cross, but he chose not to.&lt;br /&gt;Let us once again reflect on His awesome love for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ahF8pkBBPwE&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ahF8pkBBPwE&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-2684902693415447957?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2684902693415447957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=2684902693415447957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2684902693415447957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2684902693415447957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/03/greatest-love-you-can-ever-receive.html' title='The greatest love you can ever receive...'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-7353207147772621011</id><published>2008-03-23T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T18:34:42.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-TauVBGzLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/SLFHn3dIzJw/s1600-h/EasterBlessing_gif.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180505960833535154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-TauVBGzLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/SLFHn3dIzJw/s400/EasterBlessing_gif.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-7353207147772621011?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7353207147772621011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=7353207147772621011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7353207147772621011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7353207147772621011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-TauVBGzLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/SLFHn3dIzJw/s72-c/EasterBlessing_gif.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-4095812964134803867</id><published>2008-03-21T03:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T03:05:29.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In remembrance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christ sacrificed in one complete love for us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so too, we are His living testimonies unto others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179901796373941394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-K1PVBGzJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ImGVsQCKeQk/s400/GoodFriday_gif.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-4095812964134803867?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4095812964134803867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=4095812964134803867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4095812964134803867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4095812964134803867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-K1PVBGzJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ImGVsQCKeQk/s72-c/GoodFriday_gif.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-6031650866725036801</id><published>2008-03-20T03:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:17:05.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Holy Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the week where Jesus, our Messiah walked into Jerusalem, all the way to accomplish salvation on the cross for us. Reflect on His love, and how we have hope simply because He is the source and fountain of hope in our lives!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-FpGVBGzII/AAAAAAAAAIE/f8JxdyP6g8I/s1600-h/HP_Holy_Week_07-770650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179536603894697090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-FpGVBGzII/AAAAAAAAAIE/f8JxdyP6g8I/s400/HP_Holy_Week_07-770650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The Days of Holy Week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;adapted frm Dennis Bratcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cyholyweek.html#Palm"&gt;Palm Sunday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cyholyweek.html#Maundy"&gt;Maundy Thursday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cyholyweek.html#Good"&gt;Good Friday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cyholyweek.html#Saturday"&gt;Holy Saturday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Holy Week is the last week of &lt;a href="http://www.crivoice.org/cylent.html"&gt;Lent&lt;/a&gt;, the week immediately preceding Easter Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is observed in many Christian churches as a time to commemorate and enact the suffering (Passion) and death of Jesus through various observances and services of worship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While some church traditions focus specifically on the events of the last week of Jesus’ life, many of the liturgies symbolize larger themes that marked Jesus’ entire ministry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dietrich Bonhoeffer, the German theologian executed by the Nazis, wrote of the Cost of Discipleship and warned of "cheap grace" that did not take seriously either the gravity of sin or the radical call to servanthood: "When Jesus bids a man come, he bids him come and die." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is this dimension that is well served by Holy Week observances, as they call us to move behind the joyful celebrations of Palm Sunday and Easter, and focus on the suffering, humiliation, and death that is part of Holy Week. It is important to place the hope of the Resurrection, the promise of newness and life, against the background of death and endings. It is only in walking through the shadows and darkness of Holy Week and Good Friday, only in realizing the horror and magnitude of sin and its consequences in the world incarnated in the dying Jesus on the cross, only in contemplating the ending and despair that the disciples felt on Holy Saturday, that we can truly understand the light and hope of Sunday morning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In observing this truth, that new beginnings come from endings, many people are able to draw a parable of their own lives and faith journey from the observances of Holy Week. In providing people with the opportunity to experience this truth in liturgy and symbol, the services become a powerful proclamation of the transformative power of the Gospel, and God at work in the lives of people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The entire week between Palm Sunday and Holy Saturday is included in Holy Week, and some church traditions have daily services during the week. However, usually only Palm Sunday, Maundy Thursday, and Good Friday are times of special observance in most churches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a name="Palm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Palm Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; (or Passion Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This Sunday observes the triumphal entry of Jesus into Jerusalem that was marked by the crowds, who were in Jerusalem for Passover, waving palm branches and proclaiming him as the messianic king. Jesus rode into the city on a donkey, enacting the prophecy of Zechariah 9:9, and in so doing emphasized the humility that was to characterize the Kingdom he proclaimed. The irony of his acceptance as the new Davidic King (Mark 11:10) by the crowds who would only 5 days later cry for his execution should be a sobering reminder of the human tendency to want God on our own terms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This Sunday is also known as Passion Sunday to commemorate the beginning of Holy Week and Jesus’ final agonizing journey to the cross. The English word passion comes from a Latin word that means "to suffer," the same word from which we derive the English word patient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Passion Sunday is presented as a time to reflect on the suffering and death of Jesus in a Sunday service of worship. This provides an opportunity for people who do not or cannot attend a Good Friday Service to experience the contrast of Jesus’ death and the Resurrection, rather than celebrating the Resurrection in isolation from Jesus’ suffering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a name="Maundy"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maundy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Thursday, or Holy Thursday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are a variety of events that are clustered on this last day before Jesus was arrested that are commemorated in various ways in services of worship. These include the last meal together, which was probably a Passover meal, the institution of Communion, the betrayal by Judas (because of the exchange with Jesus at the meal), and Jesus praying in Gethsemane while the disciples fell asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the last few days, Jesus and His disciples had steadily journeyed from Galilee toward Jerusalem. On the sunlight hillsides of Galilee, Jesus was popular, the crowds were friendly and the future was bright. Even his entry into Jerusalem had been marked by a joyous welcome. But in Jerusalem there was a growing darkness as the crowds began to draw back from the man who spoke of commitment and servanthood. There was an ominous tone in the murmuring of the Sadducees and Pharisees who were threatened by the new future Jesus proclaimed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even as Jesus and his disciples came together to share this meal, they already stood in the shadow of the cross. It was later that night, after the meal, as Jesus and His disciples were praying in the Garden of Gethsemane, that Jesus was arrested and taken to the house of Caiaphas the High Priest. On Friday He would die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is some difference in the chronology of these events between the Synoptic Gospels (Matthew, Mark, and Luke) and John’s account. In the Synoptics, this last meal was a Passover meal, observing the exodus of the Israelites from Egypt when death "passed over" the Hebrew homes as the tenth plague fell upon the Egyptians. Yet, in John’s account the Passover would not be celebrated until the next day. And while the Synoptics recount the institution of Communion during this final meal, John instead tells us about Jesus’ washing the disciples’ feet as a sign of servanthood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In any case, this Thursday of Holy Week is remembered as the time Jesus ate a final meal together with the men who had followed him for so long. We do not have to solve these historical questions to remember and celebrate in worship what Jesus did and taught and modeled for us here, what God was doing in Jesus the Christ. And the questions should not shift our attention from the real focus of the story: the death and resurrection of Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Traditionally in the Christian Church, this day is known as Maundy Thursday. The term Maundy comes from the Latin word mandatum (from which we get our English word mandate), from a verb that means "to give," "to entrust," or "to order." The term is usually translated "commandment," from John's account of this Thursday night. According to the Fourth Gospel, as Jesus and the Disciples were eating their final meal together before Jesus’ arrest, he washed the disciples' feet to illustrate humility and the spirit of servanthood. After they had finished the meal, as they walked into the night toward Gethsemane, Jesus taught his disciples a "new" commandment that was not really new (John 13:34-35): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; even as I have loved you, you also ought to love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Eucharist of Maundy Thursday is especially tied to the theme of remembering. As Jesus and his disciples followed the instructions in the Torah to remember God’s acts of deliverance in their history as they shared the Passover meal together, so Jesus calls us to remember the new act of deliverance in our history that unfolds on these last days of Holy week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a name="Good"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Friday, or Holy Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friday of Holy Week has been traditionally been called Good Friday or Holy Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On this day, the church commemorates Jesus’ arrest (since by Jewish customs of counting days from sundown to sundown it was already Friday), his trial, crucifixion and suffering, death, and burial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Usually, a Good Friday service is a series of Scripture readings, a short homily, and a time of meditation and prayer. One traditional use of Scripture is to base the homily or devotional on the Seven Last Words of Jesus as recorded in the Gospel traditions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Father, forgive them . . . (Luke 23:34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This day you will be with me in paradise (Luke 23:43)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Woman, behold your son . . .(John 19:26-27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My God, my God . . . (Matthew 27:46, Mark 15:34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I thirst. (John 19:28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It is finished! (John 19:30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Father into your hands . . . (Luke 23:46)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Holy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a name="Saturday"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the seventh day of the week, the day Jesus rested in the tomb. In the first three Gospel accounts this was the Jewish Sabbath, which provided appropriate symbolism of the seventh day rest. While some church traditions continue daily services on Saturday, there is no communion served on this day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is also a time to remember family and the faithful who have died as we await the resurrection, or to honor the martyrs who have given their lives for the cause of Christ in the world.However it is observed, Holy Saturday has traditionally been a time of reflection and waiting, the time of weeping that lasts for the night while awaiting the joy that comes in the morning (Psa 30:5).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;**and after a long read, here's a pictorial form of Jesus' last week with men before He went in complete obedience to the cross!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.anchorite.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/HolyWeekTreasureMap-HQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;click to see bigger clearer pic:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anchorite.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/HolyWeekTreasureMap-HQ.jpg"&gt;http://www.anchorite.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/HolyWeekTreasureMap-HQ.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is a morning after the night of despair, an Easter after the darkness of the crucifixion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Psalms 30: 5 states “… weeping may remain for a night but rejoicing comes in the morning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Truly, Jesus' final walk thru His last week, and His walk to Calvary Via Dolorosa is the most important Walk To Remember.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emmanuel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love, Teenster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-6031650866725036801?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6031650866725036801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=6031650866725036801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6031650866725036801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6031650866725036801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-week.html' title='Holy Week'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R-FpGVBGzII/AAAAAAAAAIE/f8JxdyP6g8I/s72-c/HP_Holy_Week_07-770650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-3895187995200777878</id><published>2008-03-07T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T02:39:30.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A TV addict's version of Psalm 23</title><content type='html'>a short read for all TV addicts:) or at least if u ever find urselves glued to the mass media in all forms... kopped this frm a fren's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A TV addict's version of Psalm 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 23 is probably one of the most familiar scripture to any bible-reading person.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what it may be like if it was written by a person who loved TV rather than God&lt;br /&gt;(taken from Running on Empty):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TV is my shepherd. My spiritual growth shall want.&lt;br /&gt;It maketh me to sit down and do nothing for His name's sake&lt;br /&gt;because it requireth all my spare time.&lt;br /&gt;It keepeth me from doing my duty as a Chrisitan&lt;br /&gt;because it presententh so many good shows that I must see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It restoreth my knowledge of the things of the world and&lt;br /&gt;keepeth me from the study of God's word.&lt;br /&gt;It leadeth me in the paths of failing to attend&lt;br /&gt;the evening church services and doing nothing for the kingdom of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, though I shall live to be a hundred,&lt;br /&gt;I shall keep viewing my TV as long as it will work,&lt;br /&gt;for it is my closest friend.&lt;br /&gt;Its sounds and its picture they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;It presenteth entertainment before me and&lt;br /&gt;keepeth me from doing important things with my family.&lt;br /&gt;It fills my head with ideas which differ from in the Word of God.&lt;br /&gt;Surely no good thing will come of my life&lt;br /&gt;because of so many wasted hours,&lt;br /&gt;and I shall dwell in my remorse and regrets forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think I am exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;However, I know myself,&lt;br /&gt;and just as I wrote previously,&lt;br /&gt;I surely wish not that this psalm becomes my lifesong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, my prayer is that it will be more like this ( the real mc coy):&lt;br /&gt;1The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.&lt;br /&gt;2He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:&lt;br /&gt;he leadeth me beside the still waters.&lt;br /&gt;3He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in&lt;br /&gt;the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.&lt;br /&gt;4Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,&lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;&lt;br /&gt;thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;5Thou preparest a table before me in the&lt;br /&gt;presence of mine enemies:&lt;br /&gt;thou anointest my head with oil;&lt;br /&gt;my cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;6Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:&lt;br /&gt;and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-3895187995200777878?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/3895187995200777878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=3895187995200777878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/3895187995200777878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/3895187995200777878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/03/tv-addicts-version-of-psalm-23.html' title='A TV addict&apos;s version of Psalm 23'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-9025378563346676510</id><published>2008-03-03T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T16:31:49.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand Foot Mouth Disease</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hand Foot Mouth Disease (HFMD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear All, Posting here more info abt HFMD ffm MOH website.&lt;br /&gt;Kindly note symptoms just in case since most of us been ard each other.&lt;br /&gt;And pls keep the following in prayer: Wen Hui, Wen Yuan &amp;amp; Nopp&lt;br /&gt;Keep us all in prayer too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hand, Foot &amp;amp; Mouth Disease (HFMD) Disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Characteristics&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Hand, Foot &amp;amp; Mouse Disease (HFMD) is an illness caused by intestinal viruses, commonest being Coxsackie virus and Enterovirus 71.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person with HFMD usually presents with the following symptoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fever for 2-3 days&lt;br /&gt;*Sore throat and runny nose&lt;br /&gt;*Rash (flat or raised red spots, some with blisters) on palms of hands, soles of feet, or buttocks *Mouth ulcers&lt;br /&gt;*Poor appetite&lt;br /&gt;*Vomiting and diarrhoea&lt;br /&gt;*Tiredness and weakness ("feeling sick")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of Rash to look our for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2bs8dtLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/M4fI7BrQBVU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173429184002634930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2bs8dtLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/M4fI7BrQBVU/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2b88dtMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vyEMBdv6W3s/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173429188297602242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2b88dtMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vyEMBdv6W3s/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2cc8dtNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GIeW3JMem2U/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173429196887536850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2cc8dtNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GIeW3JMem2U/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2cs8dtOI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JjFvz-xoAA4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173429201182504162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2cs8dtOI/AAAAAAAAAH8/JjFvz-xoAA4/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Treatment&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;HFMD is usually mild and self-limiting.&lt;br /&gt;No specific treatment is available, however, treatment can be given to relieve the symptoms of the disease.Parents are advised to consult a doctor early if their child has symptoms of HFMD.They should also be alert to any change in their child's normal behaviour, eg irritation and sleepiness. Should they refuse to eat or drink, have persistent vomiting or drowsiness, parents should bring their child immediately to the A&amp;amp;E Departments of either NUH or KKH, whichever is closer to their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prevention&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;HFMD is endemic in Singapore. It became legally notifiable on 1 October 2000.&lt;br /&gt;The public may refer to the &lt;a title="MOH Weekly Infectious Diseases Bulletin" href="http://www.moh.gov.sg/mohcorp/statisticsweeklybulletins.aspx"&gt;MOH Weekly Infectious Diseases Bulletin&lt;/a&gt; for the current situation of HFMD.Children should be kept away from crowded public places (schools, preschools, play groups, markets, public transport etc.) if they show signs of infection. Family members are advised to follow good hygiene practices, including frequent hand washing, to limit the spread of the infection. Transmission of enterovirus infections is increased by poor hygiene and overcrowded living conditions.The Ministry of Health has alerted all hospitals and doctors in Singapore to look out for cases of this infection. These cases are to be notified to the Ministry of the Environment for epidemiological investigations.Guidelines for proper specimen collection in suspected cases for virus isolation has also been issued to all hospitals and paediatricians.Ministry of the Environment and the Ministry of Community Development and Sports have stepped up inspections on the health and hygiene standards of all childcare centres, nurseries and kindergartens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Related Resources&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="HPB's website on HFMD" href="http://www.hpb.gov.sg/hpb/default.asp?pg_id=865&amp;amp;aid=272&amp;amp;altid=0"&gt;HPB's website on HFMD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-9025378563346676510?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/9025378563346676510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=9025378563346676510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/9025378563346676510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/9025378563346676510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/03/hand-foot-mouth-disease.html' title='Hand Foot Mouth Disease'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R8u2bs8dtLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/M4fI7BrQBVU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-4307155118780492770</id><published>2008-02-25T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:59:30.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;so i was thinking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey dears,&lt;br /&gt;its little old me :) i decided that i should try to share more here (i mean, i shd start to share..haha) and give some input into our tuanqi bloggy thingy. hehe. well, u guys know its precious holiday now for me before a hectic season of clinicals even more scary and stressful than exams, but well, that comes with thanksgiving too :) its amazing to just ponder how God has given each one of us a different path, yet somehow letting us all be on life's journey in the same direction, &lt;em&gt;together&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, and recently over this weekend, i just had some thoughts. to be honest, i find that its easier to be walking close with our God in bad times than in good. okay, hard tough tumbles in life make a person vulnerable, make a person weak. in moments like this, having a higher being to trust in and look upon and cling to is such a great comfort. thank God He is available &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24/7!&lt;/span&gt; good times?u're having fun, u're with great company, u're laughing till you can't stand straight (haha, tts a leetle exaggerated *boo!*), and in the midst of this, if one isn't careful, u can drift away from God. we can be honest with ourselves and count the numerous possible distractions to dethrone the King of our hearts and lives. well, so i was saying, while we may be unfaithful, the Lord never changes, and He remains faithful. when we're being naughty and running off in our own directions, its really Daddy who brings us back to Him isn't it? not through having a gigantic metal cane descending from the skies to whip us and force us to turn back (because we are still given that freedom of choice), but He drops gentle reminders every so often. it could be that sunlight shimmering through the canopy while u zoom down the path on your bike on the pulau ubin trail, or it could be that nice palmy tree set against the blue cloudless sky, or perhaps its the waves that go lap-lap-lap while your eyes take in all that pretty boundary-less sea. or it could just be the night in its stillness. beautiful creation, even more beautiful &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Creator&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i was thinking too, how its great to go for camps and biggg events and mission trips. (such as the march and june upcoming ones, which.. i wanna go, as most of us do) these times when we can stop at a juncture in our lives and as ppl put it "to encounter God and experience Him". yea, definitely these are times which leave Big milestones in our spiritual lives, but then i was reminded that its the daily living thats just as important isn't it? Do we see His &lt;strong&gt;goodness&lt;/strong&gt; in the day-to-day mundane nitty-gritties of life, or are we dulled by our needs and wants and demands placed on us? Are we keeping up with God while keeping up with fastpaced city life? Are we running against time, yet slowing down enough to &lt;em&gt;listen&lt;/em&gt;? :) i think thats part of Christian living isn't it, that we seek to draw near to and experience God too, on ordinary days (so they seem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much then are we living for God, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-4307155118780492770?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4307155118780492770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=4307155118780492770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4307155118780492770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4307155118780492770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-was-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-4612270445687508289</id><published>2008-02-18T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T12:55:33.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the reason...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hi all! :) Here's a video which I've found from You Tube..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BriKRukACgA"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BriKRukACgA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Haha I went there to listen to some songs amid all the busyness. Well, I'm sure u guys have heard of this song - &lt;em&gt;We Are the Reason&lt;/em&gt;. Oh it's simply sOo nice n touching! =) It once again reminded me of His unconditional love for us. Yet why would He want to bear all the pain n sufferings? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. are the reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, &lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt; are the reason that He suffered and died, and &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; is the reason to live! N becuz of Him, don't u find tat life's simply &lt;strong&gt;A-M-A-Z-I-N-G&lt;/strong&gt;? I juz can't imagine leading a life tat has no purpose, no direction, no hope, no God! If I were to pen down here why life is so amazing, the list would be endless. But really, the greatest blessing in life..is to know Jesus Christ:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, let Him be your motivator in life, and in all the things that we do, let's do it.. all for &lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt;!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-4612270445687508289?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4612270445687508289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=4612270445687508289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4612270445687508289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4612270445687508289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-all-heres-video-which-ive-found-from.html' title='We are the reason...'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-2149219222913927544</id><published>2008-02-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T01:32:35.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Penny for a thought..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dear all, Wen Yuan here! =) Hehe what a surprise right? Even tho' I've got so many other things to do, I just feel like blogging here now as I've got this sudden urge to share with u guys what Yijuan-jie shared with me just now:) Oh yes, I met her at our house there after work. Really thank God for that one hour plus of conversation with her, cuz it really encouraged me alot and touched me deeply. She said she doesn't mind me sharing her experiences with u guys:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Well, one of the many things that she shared about was her persistance to stay in our church. Despite other people asking her to go to another church, she still chose to stay on in our church. She could have gone to her old church where the people really took good care of her, but, she did not. Reason being, she sees the need in our church where manpower is so scarce. She has been serving in our church all these years, and she told God she doesn't want to stop serving when she still has the ability to:) There are people she knows who actually goes church hopping every Sunday, but ended up drifting away from God. Indeed, like what Yijuan-jie said, who we seek is not people, but God! If our focus is on what man can give us, then perhaps we need to re-direct our focus on what we can give to God:) Sometimes, we also tend to ask God for something, yet how much have we really given God? Well, this is indeed worth pondering ya? And what Yijuan-jie said is so true! U will definitely experience God through serving! For instance, look at our dear Esther and many of those invloved in the 2007 Christmas Musical Outreach who experienced God's wonders.. and I remember our dear Dorcas who once shared about how God had always guided her whenever she played the piano at datang, fellowship or kids' worship. Yes God is absolutey amazing! Seek and serve Him, u'll definitely experience Him!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yijuan-jie also shared about her darkest moment in life... It was a series of event which happened one after another to her loved ones--first was her husband, followed by Jun Song's high fever and then Junwei's stomach incident. She must have felt really helpless then as a single parent, yet God still strengthened her and carried her through! In life we may reach a scenario when there's really no one who could help or comfort us..no one else except our compassionate God! Life's like traelling along a road full of rocks.. the difference lies in the size of the rocks. God had led Yijuan-jie in removing that big rock in front of her, and she shared that no matter how big the rock is, try to remove it...not by yourself but with God! :) After removing there may still be new rocks, but if God can help u remove the big rock, how much more will He help u remove the small rocks in life=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Just wanna end off with a verse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;in 2 Corinthians 12:9..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Let's all continue to trust in that Somebody Bigger than U and I.. that He will strengthen us when we are weak, for His grace is always sufficient for u and I.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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I've not written any post for the blog so i thought i can contribute something. its nothing much i just like to share a sermon which i've read. i know its VERY long and its going to take a long time to read ( ard 1h+) but i would say its really worth the effort. we all know that they would not be any fruits without labour, i believe if we take time to properly digest and understand God's word we will gain much more than what we put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little something to motivate you, i offer to buy lunch for anyone who has read through the entire sermon and can tell me very briefly what it is about on Sunday 3rd feb. Offer end then... no extension :P i guess the only one who would be claiming this is Wei Teen... Haha.. Prove me wrong, and whoever who read this offer DUN spread ok. you wouldn't want me to be bankrupt right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Comforter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.”-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;John 14:26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD old Simeon called Jesus the consolation of Israel; and so he was.&lt;br /&gt;Before his actual appearance, his name was the Day-Star; cheering the&lt;br /&gt;darkness, and prophetic of the rising sun. To him they looked with the&lt;br /&gt;same hope which cheers the nightly watcher, when from the lonely castletop&lt;br /&gt;he sees the fairest of the stars, and hails her as the usher of the morn.&lt;br /&gt;When he was on earth, he must have been the consolation of all those who&lt;br /&gt;were privileged to be his companions. We can imagine how readily the&lt;br /&gt;disciples would run to Christ to tell him of their-griefs, and how sweetly&lt;br /&gt;with that matchless intonation of his voice, he would speak to them and bid&lt;br /&gt;their fears be gone. Like children, they would consider him as their Father;&lt;br /&gt;and to him every want, every groan, every sorrow, every agony, would at&lt;br /&gt;once be carried, and he, like a wise physician, had a balm for every wound;&lt;br /&gt;he had mingled a cordial for their every care; and readily did he dispense&lt;br /&gt;some mighty remedy to allay all the fever of their troubles. Oh! it must&lt;br /&gt;have been sweet to have lived with Christ. Surely sorrows then were but&lt;br /&gt;joys in masks because they gave an opportunity to go to Jesus to have&lt;br /&gt;them removed. Oh! would to God, some of us may say, that we could have&lt;br /&gt;lain our weary heads upon the bosom of Jesus, and that our birth had been&lt;br /&gt;in that happy era, when we might have heard his kind voice, and seen his&lt;br /&gt;kind look, when he said “Let the weary ones come unto me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now he was about to die. Great prophecies were to be fulfilled, and&lt;br /&gt;great purposes were to be answered; and therefore Jesus must go. It&lt;br /&gt;behoved him to suffer, that he might be made a propitiation for our sins. It&lt;br /&gt;behoved him to slumber in the dust awhile, that he might perfume the&lt;br /&gt;chamber of the grave to make it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;“No more a charnel house to fence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The relics of lost innocence.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It behoved him to have a resurrection, that we who shall one day be the&lt;br /&gt;dead in Christ, might rise first, and in glorious bodies stand upon earth.&lt;br /&gt;And it behoved him that he should ascend up on high, that he might lead&lt;br /&gt;captivity captive; that he might chain the fiends of hell; that he might lash&lt;br /&gt;them to his chariot wheels and drag them up high heaven’s hill, to make&lt;br /&gt;them feel a second overthrow from his right arm when he should dash them&lt;br /&gt;from the pinnacles of heaven down to deeper depths beneath. “It is right I&lt;br /&gt;should go away from you,” said Jesus, “for if I go not away, the Comforter&lt;br /&gt;will not come.” Jesus must go. Weep ye disciples. Jesus must be gone.&lt;br /&gt;Mourn ye poor ones who are to be left without a Comforter. But hear how&lt;br /&gt;kindly Jesus speaks: “I will not leave you comfortless, I will pray the&lt;br /&gt;Father, and he shall send you another Comforter, who shall be with you,&lt;br /&gt;and shall dwell in you for ever.” He would not leave those few poor sheep&lt;br /&gt;alone in the wilderness; he would not desert his children and leave them&lt;br /&gt;fatherless. Albeit that he had a mighty mission which did fill his heart and&lt;br /&gt;hand; albeit that he had so much to perform that we might have thought&lt;br /&gt;that even his gigantic intellect would be overburdened albeit he had so&lt;br /&gt;much to suffer, that we might suppose his whole soul to be concentrated&lt;br /&gt;upon the thought of the sufferings to be endured, yet it was not so; before&lt;br /&gt;he left, he gave soothing words of comfort; like the good Samaritan, he&lt;br /&gt;poured in oil and wine; and we see what he promised: “I will send you&lt;br /&gt;another Comforter-one who shall be just what I have been, yea even more;&lt;br /&gt;who shall console you in your sorrows, remove your doubts, comfort you&lt;br /&gt;in your afflictions, and stand as my vicar on earth, to do that which I would&lt;br /&gt;have done, had I tarried with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I discourse of the Holy Ghost as the Comforter, I must make one or&lt;br /&gt;two remarks on the different translations of the word rendered&lt;br /&gt;“Comforter.” The Flemish translation, which you are aware is adopted by&lt;br /&gt;Roman Catholics, has left the word untranslated, and gives it “Paraclete.”&lt;br /&gt;“But the Paraclete which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in&lt;br /&gt;my name, he shall teach you all things.” This is the original Greek word,&lt;br /&gt;and it has some other meanings besides “Comforter.” Sometimes it means&lt;br /&gt;the monitor or instructor: “I will send you another monitor, another&lt;br /&gt;teacher.” Frequently it means “Advocate;” but the most common meaning&lt;br /&gt;of the word is that which we have here: “I will send you another&lt;br /&gt;Comforter.” However, we cannot pass over those other two interpretations&lt;br /&gt;without saying something upon them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will send you another teacher.” Jesus Christ had been the official teacher&lt;br /&gt;or his saints whilst on earth. They called no man Rabbi except Christ. They&lt;br /&gt;sat at no men’s feet to learn their doctrines; but they had them direct from&lt;br /&gt;the lips of him who “spake as never man spake.” “And now,” says he,&lt;br /&gt;“when I am gone, where shall you find the great infallible teacher? Shall I&lt;br /&gt;set you up a Pope at Rome, to whom you shall go, and who shall be your&lt;br /&gt;infallible oracle? Shall I give you the councils of the church to be held to&lt;br /&gt;decide all knotty points?” Christ said no such thing. “I am the infallible&lt;br /&gt;paraclete or teacher, and when I am gone, I will send you another teacher&lt;br /&gt;and he shall be the person who is to explain Scripture; he shall be the&lt;br /&gt;authoritative oracle of God, who shall make all dark things light, who shall&lt;br /&gt;unravel mysteries, who shall unravel mysteries, who shall untwist all knots&lt;br /&gt;of revelation, and shall make you understand what you could not discover,&lt;br /&gt;had it not been for his influence.” And beloved, no man ever learns&lt;br /&gt;anything aright, unless he is taught of the Spirit. You may learn election,&lt;br /&gt;and you may know it so that you shall be damned by it, if you are not&lt;br /&gt;taught of the Holy Ghost; for I have known some who have learned&lt;br /&gt;election to their soul’s destruction; they have learned it, so that they said&lt;br /&gt;they were of the elect, whereas they had no marks, no evidences and no&lt;br /&gt;work of the Holy Ghost in their souls. There is a way of learning truth in&lt;br /&gt;Satan’s college, and holding it in licentiousness; but if so, it shall be to your&lt;br /&gt;souls as poison to your veins, and prove your everlasting ruin. No man can&lt;br /&gt;know Jesus Christ unless he is taught of God. There is no doctrine of the&lt;br /&gt;Bible which can be safely, thoroughly, and truly learned, except by the&lt;br /&gt;agency of the one authoritative teacher. Ah! tell me not of systems of&lt;br /&gt;divinity, tell me not of schemes of theology; tell me not of infallible&lt;br /&gt;commentators, or most learned and most arrogant doctors; but tell me of&lt;br /&gt;the Great Teacher, who shall instruct us, the sons of God, and shall make&lt;br /&gt;us wise to understand all things. He is the Teacher; it matters not what this&lt;br /&gt;or that man says; I rest on no man’s boasting authority, nor will you. Ye&lt;br /&gt;are not to be carried away with the craftiness of men, nor sleighs of words;&lt;br /&gt;this is the authoritative oracle, the Holy Ghost resting in the hearts of his&lt;br /&gt;children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other translation is advocate. Have you ever thought how the Holy&lt;br /&gt;Ghost can be said to be an advocate? You know Jesus Christ is called the&lt;br /&gt;wonderful, the counsellor, and mighty God; but how can the Holy Ghost&lt;br /&gt;be said to be an advocate? I suppose it is thus: he is an advocate on earth&lt;br /&gt;to plead against the enemies of the cross. How was it that Paul could so&lt;br /&gt;ably plead before Felix and Agrippa? How was it that the Apostles stood&lt;br /&gt;unawed before the magistrates and confessed their Lord? How has it come&lt;br /&gt;to pass that in all times God’s ministers have been made fearless as lions,&lt;br /&gt;and their brows have been firmer than brass, their hearts sterner than steel,&lt;br /&gt;and their words like the language of God? Why, it is simply for this reason,&lt;br /&gt;that it was not the man who pleaded, but it was God the Holy Ghost&lt;br /&gt;pleading through him. Have you never seen an earnest minister, with hands&lt;br /&gt;uplifted and eyes dropping tears, pleading with the sons of men? Have you&lt;br /&gt;never admired that portrait from the hand of old John Bunyan? A grave&lt;br /&gt;person with eyes uplifted to heaven, the best of books in his hand, the law&lt;br /&gt;of truth written on his lips, the world behind his back, standing as if he&lt;br /&gt;pleaded with men, and a crown of gold hanging over his head. Who gave&lt;br /&gt;that minister so blessed a manner and such goodly matter? Whence came&lt;br /&gt;his skill? Did he acquire it in the college? Did he learn it in the seminary?&lt;br /&gt;Ah! no; he learned it of the God of Jacob; he learned it of the Holy Ghost;&lt;br /&gt;for the Holy Ghost is the great counsellor who teaches us how to advocate&lt;br /&gt;his cause aright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, besides this, the Holy Ghost is the advocate in men’s hearts. Ah! I&lt;br /&gt;have known men reject a doctrine until the Holy Ghost began to illumine&lt;br /&gt;them. We who are the advocates of the truth are often very poor pleaders;&lt;br /&gt;we spoil our cause by the words we use; but it is a mercy that the brief is in&lt;br /&gt;the hand of a special pleader, who will advocate successfully and overcome&lt;br /&gt;the sinner’s opposition. Did you ever know him fail once? Brethen, I speak&lt;br /&gt;to your souls has not God in old times convinced you of sin? Did not the&lt;br /&gt;Holy Ghost come and prove that you were guilty, although no minister&lt;br /&gt;could ever get you out of your self-righteousness? Did he not advocate&lt;br /&gt;Christ’s righteousness? Did he not stand and tell you that your works were&lt;br /&gt;filthy rags? and when you had well-nigh still refused to listen to his voice,&lt;br /&gt;did he not fetch hell’s drum and make it sound about your ears, bidding&lt;br /&gt;you look through the vista of future years and see the throne set, and the&lt;br /&gt;books open, and the sword brandished, and hell burning, and fiends&lt;br /&gt;howling, and the damned shrieking for ever? and did he not thus convince&lt;br /&gt;you of the judgment to come? He is a mighty advocate when he pleads in&lt;br /&gt;the soul-of sin, of righteousness, and of the judgment to come. Blessed&lt;br /&gt;advocate! plead in my heart, plead with my conscience. When I sin, make&lt;br /&gt;conscience bold to tell me of it; when I err, make conscience speak at once;&lt;br /&gt;and when I turn aside to crooked ways, then advocate the cause of&lt;br /&gt;righteousness, and bid me sit down in confusion, knowing my guiltiness in&lt;br /&gt;the sight of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is yet another sense in which the Holy Ghost advocates, and that&lt;br /&gt;is, he advocates our cause with Jesus Christ, with groanings that cannot be&lt;br /&gt;uttered. O my soul, thou art ready to burst within me! O my heart, thou art&lt;br /&gt;swelled with grief; the hot tide of my emotion would well-nigh overflow&lt;br /&gt;the channels of my veins. I long to speak, but the very desire chains my&lt;br /&gt;tongue. I wish to pray, but the fervency of my feeling curbs my language.&lt;br /&gt;There is a groaning within that cannot be uttered. Do you know who can&lt;br /&gt;utter that groaning, who can understand it, and who can put it into&lt;br /&gt;heavenly language and utter it in O celestial tongue, so that Christ can hear&lt;br /&gt;it? Oh! yes; it is God the Holy Spirit; he advocates our cause with Christ&lt;br /&gt;and then Christ advocates it with his Father. He is the advocate, who&lt;br /&gt;maketh intercession for us, with groanings that cannot be uttered.&lt;br /&gt;Having thus explained the Spirit’s office as teacher and advocate, we come&lt;br /&gt;now to the translation of our version-the Comforter; and here I shall have&lt;br /&gt;three divisions. First, the comforter; secondly, the comfort; and thirdly, the&lt;br /&gt;comforted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. First, then, the COMFORTER. Briefly let me run over in my mind and in&lt;br /&gt;your minds too, the characteristics of this glorious Comforter. Let me tell&lt;br /&gt;you some of the attributes of his comfort, so that you may understand how&lt;br /&gt;well adapted he is to your case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And first, we will remark that God the Holy Ghost is a very loving&lt;br /&gt;Comforter. I am in distress and want consolation. Some passer-by hears of&lt;br /&gt;my sorrow, and he steps within, sits down and essays to cheer me; he&lt;br /&gt;speaks soothing words; but he loves me not, he is a stranger, he knows me&lt;br /&gt;not at all, he has only come in to try his skill; and what is the consequence?&lt;br /&gt;his words run over me like oil upon a slab of marble-they are like the&lt;br /&gt;pattering rain upon the rock; they do not break my grief; it stands unmoved&lt;br /&gt;as adamant, because he has no love for me. But let someone who loves me&lt;br /&gt;dearly as his own life come and plead with me, then truly his words are&lt;br /&gt;music; they taste like honey; he knows the pass-word of the doors of my&lt;br /&gt;heart, and my ear is attentive to every word, I catch the intonation of each&lt;br /&gt;syllable as it falls, for it is like the harmony of the harps of heaven Oh!&lt;br /&gt;there is a voice in love, it speaks a language which is its own, it is a idiom&lt;br /&gt;and an accent which none can mimic; wisdom cannot imitate it, oratory&lt;br /&gt;cannot attain unto it; it is love alone which can reach the mourning heart;&lt;br /&gt;love is the only handkerchief which can wipe the mourner’s tears away.&lt;br /&gt;And is not the Holy Ghost a loving Comforter? Dost thou know, O saint,&lt;br /&gt;how much the Holy Spirit loves thee; Canst thou measure the love of the&lt;br /&gt;Spirit. Dost thou know how great is the affection of his soul towards thee?&lt;br /&gt;Go, measure heaven with thy span; go, weigh the mountains in the scales;&lt;br /&gt;go, take the ocean’s water, and tell each drop; go count the sand upon the&lt;br /&gt;sea’s wide shore, and when thou hast accomplished this, thou canst tell&lt;br /&gt;how much he loveth thee. He has loved thee long, he has loved thee well;&lt;br /&gt;he loved thee ever and he still shall love thee. Surely he is the person to&lt;br /&gt;comfort thee, because he loves. Admit him, then, to your heart, O&lt;br /&gt;Christian, that he may comfort you in your distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But next he is a faithful Comforter. Love sometimes proves unfaithful.&lt;br /&gt;“Oh! sharper than a serpent’s tooth “is an unfaithful friend! Oh! far more&lt;br /&gt;bitter than the gall of bitterness, to have a friend to turn from me in my&lt;br /&gt;distress! Oh! woe of woes, to have one who loves me in my prosperity&lt;br /&gt;forsake me in the dark day of my trouble. Sad indeed but such is not God’s&lt;br /&gt;Spirit. He ever loves, and loves even to the end-a faithful Comforter. Child&lt;br /&gt;of God you are in trouble. A little while ago you found him a sweet and&lt;br /&gt;loving Comforter; you obtained relief from him when others were but&lt;br /&gt;broken cisterns; he sheltered you in his bosom, and carried you in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wherefore dost thou distrust him now? Away with thy fears! for he is a&lt;br /&gt;faithful Comforter. “Ah! but “thou sayest, “I fear I shall be sick and shall be&lt;br /&gt;deprived of his ordinances.” Nevertheless, he shall visit thee on thy sick&lt;br /&gt;bed, and sit by thy side to give the consolation. “Ah! but I have distresses&lt;br /&gt;greater than you can conceive of, wave upon wave rolleth over me; deep&lt;br /&gt;calleth unto deep at the noise of the Eternal’s waterspouts.” Nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;he will be faithful to his promise. “Ah! but I have sinned.” So thou hast, but&lt;br /&gt;sin cannot sever thee from his love; he loves thee still. Think not, O poor&lt;br /&gt;downcast child of God, because the scars of thine old sins have marred thy&lt;br /&gt;beauty, that he loves thee less because of that blemish. Oh, no! He loved&lt;br /&gt;thee when he foreknew thy sin; he loved thee with the knowledge of what&lt;br /&gt;the aggregate of thy wickedness would be; and he does not love the less&lt;br /&gt;now. Come to him in all boldness of faith; tell him thou hast grieved him,&lt;br /&gt;and he will forget thy wandering, and will receive thee again; the kisses of&lt;br /&gt;his love shall be bestowed upon thee, and the arms of his grace shall&lt;br /&gt;embrace thee. He is faithful: trust him; he will never deceive you; trust him;&lt;br /&gt;he will never leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, he is an unwearied Comforter. I have sometimes tried to comfort&lt;br /&gt;persons that have been tried. You now and then meet with the case of a&lt;br /&gt;nervous person. You ask, “What is your trouble?” You are told, and you&lt;br /&gt;essay, if possible, to remove it, but while you are preparing your artillery to&lt;br /&gt;batter the trouble, you find that it has shifted its quarters, and is occupying&lt;br /&gt;quite a different position. You change your argument and begin again; but&lt;br /&gt;lo, it is again gone, and you are bewildered. You feel like Hercules cutting&lt;br /&gt;off the ever-growing heads of the Hydra, and you give up your task in&lt;br /&gt;despair. You meet with persons whom it is impossible to comfort,&lt;br /&gt;reminding me of the man who locked himself up in fetters and threw the&lt;br /&gt;key away, so that nobody could unlock him. I have found some in the&lt;br /&gt;fetters of despair. “O, I am the man,” say they, “that has seen affliction;&lt;br /&gt;pity me, pity me, O my friends;” and the more you try to comfort such&lt;br /&gt;people, the worse they get; and therefore, out of all heart, we leave them to&lt;br /&gt;wander alone among the tombs of their former joys. But the Holy Ghost is&lt;br /&gt;never out of heart with those whom he wishes to comfort. He attempts to&lt;br /&gt;comfort us and we run away from the sweet cordial; he gives some sweet&lt;br /&gt;draught to cure us, and we will not drink it; he gives some wondrous&lt;br /&gt;potion to charm away all our troubles, and we put it away from us. Still he&lt;br /&gt;pursues us; and though we say that we will not be comforted, he says we&lt;br /&gt;shall be, and when he has said, he does it, he is not to be wearied by all our&lt;br /&gt;sins, not by all our murmurings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, how wise a Comforter is the Holy Ghost. Job had comforters, and&lt;br /&gt;I think he spoke the truth when he said, “Miserable comforters are ye all.”&lt;br /&gt;But I dare say they esteemed themselves wise; and when the young man&lt;br /&gt;Elihu rose to speak, they thought he had a world of impudence. Were they&lt;br /&gt;not “grave and reverend seniors?” Did not they comprehend his grief and&lt;br /&gt;sorrow? If they could not comfort him, who could? But they did not find&lt;br /&gt;out the cause. They thought he was not really a child of God, that he was&lt;br /&gt;self-righteous; and they have him the wrong physic. It is a bad case when&lt;br /&gt;the doctor mistakes the disease and gives a wrong prescription, and so,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, kills the patient. Sometimes, when we go and visit people we&lt;br /&gt;mistake their disease, we want to comfort them on this point, whereas they&lt;br /&gt;do not require any such comfort at all, and they would be better left alone&lt;br /&gt;than spoiled by such unwise comforters as we are. But oh! how wise the&lt;br /&gt;Holy Spirit is! he takes the soul, lays it on the table, and dissects it in a&lt;br /&gt;moment; he finds out the root of the matter, he sees where the complaint&lt;br /&gt;is, and then he applies the knife where something is required to be taken&lt;br /&gt;away, or puts a plaster where the sore is; and he never mistakes. Oh! how&lt;br /&gt;wise, the blessed Holy Ghost! from every comforter I turn and leave them&lt;br /&gt;all, for thou art he who alone givest the wisest consolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mark how safe a Comforter the Holy Ghost is. All comfort is not&lt;br /&gt;safe; mark that. There is a young man over there very melancholy. You&lt;br /&gt;know how he became so. He stepped into the house of God and heard a&lt;br /&gt;powerful preacher, and the word was blessed and convinced him of sin.&lt;br /&gt;When he went home, his father and the rest found there was something&lt;br /&gt;different about him, “Oh,” they said, “John is mad; he is crazy,” and what&lt;br /&gt;said his mother? “Send him into the country for a week, let him go to the&lt;br /&gt;ball or to the theater.” John! Did you find any comfort there? “Ah no; they&lt;br /&gt;made me worse, for while I was there, I thought hell might open and&lt;br /&gt;swallow me up.” Did you find any relief in the gaities of the world? “No,”&lt;br /&gt;say you, “I thought it was idle waste of time.” Alas! this is miserable&lt;br /&gt;comfort, but it is the comfort of the worldling; and when a Christian gets&lt;br /&gt;into distress, how many will recommend him this remedy and the other.&lt;br /&gt;“Go and hear Mr. So-and-so preach; have a few friends at your house; read&lt;br /&gt;such-and-such a consoling volume; “and very likely it is the most unsafe&lt;br /&gt;advice in the world. The devil will sometimes come to men’s souls as a&lt;br /&gt;false comforter, and he will say to the soul, “What need is there to make all&lt;br /&gt;this ado about repentance? you are no worse than other people,” and he&lt;br /&gt;will try to make the soul believe that what is presumption is the real&lt;br /&gt;assurance of the Holy Ghost; thus he deceives many by false comfort. Ah,&lt;br /&gt;there have been many, like infants, destroyed by elixirs given to lull them to&lt;br /&gt;sleep; many have been ruined by the cry of “peace, peace,” when there is&lt;br /&gt;no peace, hearing gentle things when they ought to be stirred to the quick.&lt;br /&gt;Cleopatra’s asp was brought in a basket of flowers; and men’s ruin often&lt;br /&gt;lurks in fair and sweet speeches. But the Holy Ghost’s comfort is safe, and&lt;br /&gt;you may rest on it. Let him speak the word, and there is a reality about it;&lt;br /&gt;let him give the cup of consolation, and you may drink it to the bottom, for&lt;br /&gt;in its depths there are no dregs, nothing to intoxicate or ruin, it is all safe.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the Holy Ghost is an active Comforter: he does not comfort by&lt;br /&gt;words, but by deeds. Some comfort by “Be ye warmed and be ye filled,&lt;br /&gt;giving nothing.” But the Holy Ghost gives, he intercedes with Jesus; he&lt;br /&gt;gives us promises, he gives us grace, and so he comforts us. Mark again,&lt;br /&gt;he is always a successful Comforter; he never attempts what he cannot&lt;br /&gt;accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to close up, he is an ever-present Comforter, so that you never have&lt;br /&gt;to send for him. Your God is always near you, and when you need comfort&lt;br /&gt;in your distress, behold, the word is nigh thee, it is in thy mouth, and in thy&lt;br /&gt;heart; he is an ever-present help in time of trouble. I wish I had time to&lt;br /&gt;expand these thoughts; but I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. The second thing is the COMFORT. Now there are some persons who&lt;br /&gt;make a great mistake about the influence of the Holy Spirit. A foolish man,&lt;br /&gt;who had fancy to preach in a certain pulpit, though in truth he was quite&lt;br /&gt;incapable of the duty, called upon the minister, and assured him solemnly&lt;br /&gt;that it had been revealed to him by the Holy Ghost, that he was to preach&lt;br /&gt;in his pulpit. “Very well,” said the minister, “I suppose I must not doubt&lt;br /&gt;your assertion, but as it has not been revealed to me that I am to let you&lt;br /&gt;preach, you must go your way until it is.” I have heard many fanatical&lt;br /&gt;persons say the Holy Spirit revealed this and that to them. Now that is very&lt;br /&gt;generally revealed nonsense. The Holy Ghost does not reveal anything&lt;br /&gt;fresh now. He brings old things to our remembrance. “He shall teach you&lt;br /&gt;all things, and bring all things to your remembrance whatsoever I have told&lt;br /&gt;you.” The canon of revelation is closed; there is no more to be added. God&lt;br /&gt;does not give a fresh revelation, but he rivets the old one. When it has been&lt;br /&gt;forgotten, and laid in the dusty chamber of our memory, he fetches it out&lt;br /&gt;and cleans the picture, but does not paint a new one. There are no new&lt;br /&gt;doctrines, but the old ones are often revived. It is not, I say, by any new&lt;br /&gt;revelation that the Spirit comforts. He does so by telling us old things over&lt;br /&gt;again; he brings a fresh lamp to manifest the treasures hidden in Scripture;&lt;br /&gt;he unlocks the strong chests in which the truth had long lain, and he points&lt;br /&gt;to secret chambers filled with untold riches; but he comes no more, for&lt;br /&gt;enough is done. Believer! there is enough in the Bible for thee to live upon&lt;br /&gt;for ever. If thou shouldst outnumber the years of Methusaleh, there would&lt;br /&gt;be no need for a fresh revelation; if thou shouldst live till Christ should&lt;br /&gt;come upon the earth, there would be no necessity for the addition of a&lt;br /&gt;single word; if thou shouldst go down as deep as Jonah, or even descend as&lt;br /&gt;David said he did, into the belly of hell, still there would be enough in the&lt;br /&gt;Bible to comfort thee without a supplementary sentence. But Christ says,&lt;br /&gt;“He shall take of mine and shall show it unto you.” Now let me just tell&lt;br /&gt;you briefly what it is the Holy Ghost tells us.&lt;br /&gt;Ah! does he not whisper to the heart, “Saint, be of good cheer; there is one&lt;br /&gt;who died for thee; look to Calvary; behold his wounds; see the torrent&lt;br /&gt;gushing from his side; there is thy purchaser, and thou art secure. He loves&lt;br /&gt;thee with an everlasting love, and this chastisement is meant for thy good;&lt;br /&gt;each stroke is working thy healing; by the blueness of the wound thy soul is&lt;br /&gt;made better. “Whom he loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son&lt;br /&gt;whom he receiveth.” Doubt not his grace, because of thy tribulation, but&lt;br /&gt;believe that he loveth thee as much in seasons of trouble as in times of&lt;br /&gt;happiness.” And then, moreover, he says, “What is all thy suffering&lt;br /&gt;compared with that of thy Lord’s or what, when weighed in the scales of&lt;br /&gt;Jesu’s agonies, is all thy distress?” And especially at times does the Holy&lt;br /&gt;Ghost take back the veil of heaven, and lets the soul behold the glory of the&lt;br /&gt;upper world! then it is that the saint can say, “Oh, thou art a Comforter to&lt;br /&gt;me!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;“Let cares like a wild deluge come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;And storms of sorrow fall;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;May I but safely reach my home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;My God, my heaven, my all.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you could follow, were I to tell of manifestations of heaven. You&lt;br /&gt;too have left sun, moon, and stars, at your feet, while in your flight,&lt;br /&gt;outstripping the tardy lightning, you have seemed to enter the gates of&lt;br /&gt;pearl, and tread the golden streets, borne aloft on wings of the Spirit. But&lt;br /&gt;here we must not trust ourselves, lest, lost in reverie, we forget our theme.&lt;br /&gt;III. And now thirdly, who are the COMFORTED persons! I like, you know&lt;br /&gt;at the end of my sermon to cry out “Divide! divide!” There are two parties&lt;br /&gt;here-some who are the comforted, and others who are the comfortless&lt;br /&gt;ones- some who have received the consolation of the Holy Ghost, and&lt;br /&gt;some who have not. Now let us try and sift you, and see which is the chaff;&lt;br /&gt;and which is the wheat; and may God grant that some of the chaff may this&lt;br /&gt;night be transformed into his wheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say, “How am I to know whether I am a recipient of the comfort&lt;br /&gt;of the Holy Ghost?” You may know it by one rule. If you have received&lt;br /&gt;one blessing from God, you will receive all other blessings too. Let me&lt;br /&gt;explain myself: If I could come here as an auctioneer, and sell the gospel&lt;br /&gt;off in lots, I should dispose of it all. If I could say here is justification&lt;br /&gt;through the blood of Christ, free, giving away, gratis; many a one would&lt;br /&gt;say, “I will have justification: give it me; I wish to be justified, I wish to be&lt;br /&gt;pardoned.” Suppose I took sanctification, the giving up of all sin, a&lt;br /&gt;thorough change of heart, leaving off drunkenness and swearing, many&lt;br /&gt;would say, “I don’t want that; I should like to go to heaven, but I do not&lt;br /&gt;want that holiness; I should like to be saved at last, but I should like to&lt;br /&gt;have my drink still; I should like to enter glory, but then I must have an&lt;br /&gt;oath or two on the road.” Nay, but sinner, if thou hast one blessing, thou&lt;br /&gt;shalt have all. God will never divide the gospel. He will not give&lt;br /&gt;justification to that man, and sanctification to another; pardon to one and&lt;br /&gt;holiness to another. No, it all goes together. Whom he calls them he&lt;br /&gt;justifies; whom he justifies, them he sanctifies; and whom he sanctifies,&lt;br /&gt;them he also glorifies. Oh; if I could lay down nothing but the comforts of&lt;br /&gt;the gospel, ye would fly to them as flies do to honey. When ye come to be&lt;br /&gt;ill, ye send for the clergyman. Ah! you all want your minister then to come&lt;br /&gt;and give you consoling words. But if he be an honest man, he will not give&lt;br /&gt;some of you a particle of consolation. He will not commence pouring oil&lt;br /&gt;when the knife would be better. I want to make a man feel his sins before I&lt;br /&gt;dare tell him anything about Christ. I want to probe into his soul and make&lt;br /&gt;him feel that he is lost before I tell him anything about the purchased&lt;br /&gt;blessing. It is the ruin of many to tell them, “Now just believe on Christ,&lt;br /&gt;and that is all you have to do.” If, instead of dying they get better, they rise&lt;br /&gt;up whitewashed hypocrites-that is all. I have heard of a city missionary&lt;br /&gt;who kept a record of two thousand persons who were supposed to be on&lt;br /&gt;their death-bed, but recovered, and whom he should have put down as&lt;br /&gt;converted persons had they died, and how many do you think lived a&lt;br /&gt;Christian life afterwards out of the two-thousand! Not two! Positively he&lt;br /&gt;could only find one who was found to live afterwards in the fear of God. Is&lt;br /&gt;it not horrible that when men and women come to die, they should cry,&lt;br /&gt;“Comfort, comfort?” and that hence their friends conclude that they are&lt;br /&gt;children of God, while after all they have no right to consolation, but are&lt;br /&gt;intruders upon the enclosed grounds of the blessed God. O God! may these&lt;br /&gt;people ever be kept from having comfort when they have no right to it!&lt;br /&gt;Have you the other blessings? Have you had conviction of sin? Have you&lt;br /&gt;ever felt your guilt before God? Have your souls been humbled at Jesus’&lt;br /&gt;feet? And have you been made to look to Calvary alone for - your refuge?&lt;br /&gt;If not, you have no right to consolation. Do not take an atom of it. The&lt;br /&gt;Spirit is a Convincer before he is a Comforter; and you must have the other&lt;br /&gt;operations of the Holy Spirit before you can derive anything from this.&lt;br /&gt;And now I have done. You have heard what this babbler hath said once&lt;br /&gt;more. What has it been? Something about the Comforter. But let me ask&lt;br /&gt;you, before you go, what do you know about the Comforter? Each one of&lt;br /&gt;you before descending the steps of this chapel, let this solemn question&lt;br /&gt;thrill through your souls-What do you know of the Comforter? Oh! poor&lt;br /&gt;souls, if ye know not the Comforter, I will tell you what you shall know-&lt;br /&gt;You shall know the Judge! If ye know not the Comforter on earth, ye shall&lt;br /&gt;know the Condemner in the next world, who shall cry, “Depart ye cursed&lt;br /&gt;into everlasting fire in hell.” Well might Whitfield call out, “O earth, earth,&lt;br /&gt;earth, hear the Word of the Lord! “If we were to live here for ever, ye&lt;br /&gt;might slight the gospel; if ye had a lease of your lives, ye might despise the&lt;br /&gt;Comforter. But sirs, ye must die. Since last we met together, probably&lt;br /&gt;some have gone to their long last home; and ere we meet again in this&lt;br /&gt;sanctuary, some here will be amongst the glorified above, or amongst the&lt;br /&gt;damned below. Which will it be? Let your soul answer. If to-night you fell&lt;br /&gt;down dead in your pews, or where you are standing in the gallery, where&lt;br /&gt;would you be? in heaven or in hell? Ah! deceive not yourselves; let&lt;br /&gt;conscience have its perfect work; and if, in the sight of God, you are&lt;br /&gt;obliged to say, “I tremble and fear lest my portion should be with&lt;br /&gt;unbelievers,” listen one moment, and then I have done with thee. “He that&lt;br /&gt;believeth and is baptized shall be saved, and he that believeth not shall be&lt;br /&gt;damned.” Weary sinner, hellish sinner, thou who art the devil’s castaway,&lt;br /&gt;reprobate, profligate, harlot, robber, thief, adulterer, fornicator, drunkard,&lt;br /&gt;swearer, Sabbath-breaker-list! I speak to thee as well as the rest. I exempt&lt;br /&gt;no man. God hath said there is no exemption here. “Whosoever believeth in&lt;br /&gt;the name of Jesus Christ shall be saved.” Sin is no barrier: thy guilt is no&lt;br /&gt;obstacle. Whosoever-though he were as black as Satan, though he were&lt;br /&gt;filthy as a fiend-whosoever this night believes, shall have every sin&lt;br /&gt;forgiven, shall have every crime effaced, shall have every iniquity blotted&lt;br /&gt;out; shall be saved in the Lord Jesus Christ, and shall stand in heaven safe&lt;br /&gt;and secure. That is the glorious gospel. God apply it home to your hearts,&lt;br /&gt;and give you faith in Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;“We have listened to the preacher-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Truth by him has now been shown;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;But we want a GREATER TEACHER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;From the everlasting throne:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;APPLICATION Is the work of God alone.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- C.H. Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-7976372974274786091?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7976372974274786091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=7976372974274786091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7976372974274786091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7976372974274786091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2008/02/sermon-to-share.html' title='A sermon to share'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-3573317051569239619</id><published>2008-01-25T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T15:40:58.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks For A Good Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Giving Thanks For A Good Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of u wld hv seen the powerpoint version of The-Vine's &lt;em&gt;A Walk To Remember 2007&lt;/em&gt; during the last combined fellowship. have now made it into a video clip &amp;amp; added in more camp photos at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u enjoy the pictures, reflect too upon how 2007 has been so richly blest by our heavenly Father, and how you have grown:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters in Christ, for the amazing fellowship! Indeed each of you are a beautiful creation of our Lord God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us cherish this beautiful community of Christ God has given us! 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-5120058524995586357</id><published>2008-01-20T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:35:02.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>hi haha. i shall post smth b4 tis blog closes down. then weiteen cant say oni she got post haha =P. so i shall share smth. anw jus now jus came home wanted 2 sen my frend tis project tt's supposed 2 b done, cos she say i send wrong file. then aft de com stopped laggin i realised somehw i didnt save de file or de file disappeared or smth. so i was v anxious lor, cos tmr mus present liao. but thank god cos i aft tt my fren told me she do wadever thing liao. cos i so long still haven sen her. so haha i can go do other hw. n i dun nid stay up tonite. yay =) haha tts y i say i'm a com idiot, not 1st time happening le. de last time de file disappeared de day b4 de presentation, somehw some1 saved it somewhr unknowingly. so we were saved tt time also. haha. yea god always hav a way of doin things bah. like a few days ago i wanted 2 stop playin on9 games at 9. but aft tt i was tinkin nvm can play longer. then rite jus reach 9 oni then disconnected from server. so i cant play. lols. =X&lt;br /&gt;anw jyjy every1 for studies/work/army/anything else ^^&lt;br /&gt;~yingjie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-5120058524995586357?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5120058524995586357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=5120058524995586357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;6 months&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the faith to believe&lt;br /&gt;From the burden to reach out&lt;br /&gt;From the love because we were 1st loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Walk To Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Walk To Remember&lt;/span&gt; because it is a walk with God&lt;br /&gt;Because we were so touched&lt;br /&gt;Because we were so called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved as He moved&lt;br /&gt;And when we began, He had already prepared the way ahead&lt;br /&gt;He had already promised His omnipresence&lt;br /&gt;He had already given His love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we stumbled a little&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we cried a little&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we lost heart a little&lt;br /&gt;Sometiems, our faith became little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, He caught us when we were falling&lt;br /&gt;Many times, He dried our tears&lt;br /&gt;Many times, He renewed our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Many times, He increased our faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for all You have given!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for Your faithful providence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****In Appreciation*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Heavenly Father whose eternal love abounds!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pastor Au who gave the go-ahead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esther &amp;amp; Yang Hui (Producers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esther (Director, Stage Manager)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yang Hui (Pianist)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dorcas (Co-Director, Props Manager)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esther &amp;amp; Dorcas (Worship)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Cast&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moses (Landon)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wei Heen (Jamie)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HanWuGe (Old Landon) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncle GuoGui (Pastor, Jamie's 爸)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncle Spencer (Landon's 爸)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sister Quennie (Landon's 妈)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sister Nina(OuYang Laoshi)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beloved Kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NingNing, ZhiYi, JiaYi, BaoYang, ZhengXian, ZhengWen, WeiEn, KeiKei, RuMin, LeMin, LeYi, LeLe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Heat-Ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wen Yuan &amp;amp; Wei Teen (Dancers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Adult Choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MingLuanJie, FangLanJie, Wang-Tai, Lao-Tai, a lady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Backstage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sound/Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Halyey, ZhiHao, XinGui, XiuHuaJie, Sheldon, Uncle Steven, Uncle Beng Hui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Props Machos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;XiuQi, XinZu, BaoYang, JunSong, YuSen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mike Movers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wan Ting, Christal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Decor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YiJuanJie, JingDingJie, RunQiangGe, LaiXingGe etc &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stylists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wen Hui, Wan Ting, YanMeiJie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ushers/PeiTanYuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncle RongXiang &amp;amp; Team&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Supper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dorcas, BaoYunJie &amp;amp; Audrey, MingLuan Jie etc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Publicity&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;QiMiao, Wei Teen, XiuHuaJie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MANY MANY others who did the miscellaneous things and doubled up many roles Throughout this walk.&lt;br /&gt;The MANY MANY who kept us all and the musical in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;The MANY MANY who expressed concern &amp;amp; love.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, this list is not exhaustive.&lt;br /&gt;So THANK YOU to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, let us not forget God's Word in all that we do!&lt;br /&gt;Here is a read for all of us:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;James 1:2-16&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, 3because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. 4Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. 5If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. 6But when he asks, he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. 7That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord; 8he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does.&lt;br /&gt;9The brother in humble circumstances ought to take pride in his high position. 10But the one who is rich should take pride in his low position, because he will pass away like a wild flower. 11For the sun rises with scorching heat and withers the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In the same way, the rich man will fade away even while he goes about his business.&lt;br /&gt;12Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him.&lt;br /&gt;13When tempted, no one should say, "God is tempting me." For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; 14but each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed. 15Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.&lt;br /&gt;16Don't be deceived, my dear brothers. 17Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. 18He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Glory to God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-4672102088863379681?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4672102088863379681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=4672102088863379681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4672102088863379681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4672102088863379681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/12/glory-to-god.html' title='GLORY TO GOD!'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-2701592405597721581</id><published>2007-12-18T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:51:30.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2007 Invitation!! Musical: A Walk To Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Christmas 2007 Invitation!! Musical: A Walk To Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear BELOVED FRIENDS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May this &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; bring to you much &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WARMTH&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;, and may it be one in which &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt; means much much more! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to extend a warm invitation to &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, yes &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, to join us for a musical &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;永恒的爱&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; written and produced by two youths! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Based on &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nicholas Sparks'&lt;/span&gt; novel &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'A Walk To Remember'&lt;/span&gt;, which has since been produced as a movie in 2002, our church members have come up with an interactive musical to bring you much &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;JOY&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HOPE&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This musical is bound to evoke a myriad of emotions: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Melancholy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Excitement&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; Wonder&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;warm, snug feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Main medium of delivery is Mandarin, with some songs in English.&lt;br /&gt;For any age, gender and family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tagline (from the movie): Love is like the wind. You can't see it but you can feel it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We welcome &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, to take some time off, to join us for this time of &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attached are the publicity posters with the details and the venue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope to see &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, 22 December 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.30pm - 9.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bethesda Pasir Ris Mission Church (Hall 1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11, Pasir Ris Drive 2 Singapore 518458 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are coming, do let us know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by returning an email or by SMS / phone-call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do invite &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; family &amp;amp; friends too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We welcome &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of Us:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145338192766749186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R2fp0z0cygI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4NpIdxIGNQw/s400/Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145338197061716498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R2fp1D0cyhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6r7TEO5wNOU/s400/Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D &lt;/span&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-2701592405597721581?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2701592405597721581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=2701592405597721581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2701592405597721581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/2701592405597721581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-2007-invitation-musical-walk.html' title='Christmas 2007 Invitation!! Musical: A Walk To Remember'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R2fp0z0cygI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4NpIdxIGNQw/s72-c/Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-7590091823606279533</id><published>2007-12-12T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T20:48:24.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teen &amp; Youth Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teen &amp;amp; Youth Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;27-29 Dec 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R1_WjVFMffI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VMQ2uP_Jlqg/s1600-h/Flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143065201923096050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R1_WjVFMffI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VMQ2uP_Jlqg/s400/Flyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R1_WjVFMfgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3G1PFc13sE8/s1600-h/Registration+Form.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143065201923096066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R1_WjVFMfgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3G1PFc13sE8/s400/Registration+Form.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the dearest teens &amp;amp; youths from The-Vine Fellowship, if u r still debating or considering about whether to sign up for the camp, my advice is a BIG RESOUNDING &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;much time &amp;amp; effort has been put in to prepare for this camp, and it promises to be one with a fresh aspect of life! what more better than a time for all of us to put aside our many individual preoccupations to come together to celebrate life &amp;amp; fellowship, being bonded together in His love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;especially so as 2007 comes to a close &amp;amp; we await with much anticipation 2008! so dear frens, come join the camp, OUR camp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u may invite ur frens, cousins, neighbours too!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simply left-click to enlarge poster &amp;amp; registration form, then right-click to download form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i humbly but expectantly await ur POSITIVE replies, u know who u are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With all Earnestness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Captain Teenster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-7590091823606279533?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7590091823606279533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=7590091823606279533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7590091823606279533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7590091823606279533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/12/teen-youth-camp.html' title='Teen &amp; Youth Camp'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/R1_WjVFMffI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VMQ2uP_Jlqg/s72-c/Flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-8017379612140374263</id><published>2007-12-04T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:10:44.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'DON'T LEAVE IT ON THE DESK'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's a story tt's may seem long, but will definitely warm ur heart &amp;amp; allow u to look at salvation in a special way:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'DON'T LEAVE IT ON THE DESK'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, a studious man who taught at a small college in the western United States Dr. Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity at this particular institution. Every student was required to take this course their freshman year, regardless of his or her major.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence of the gospel in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon the course as nothing but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, most students refused to take Christianity seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve. Steve was only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminary for the ministry. Steve was popular, he was well liked, and he was an imposing physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the school football team, and was the best student in the professor's class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he could talk with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'How many push-ups can you do?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve said, 'I do about 200 every night.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'200? That's pretty good, Steve,' Dr. Christianson said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Do you think you could do 300?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve replied, 'I don't know.... I've never done 300 at a time.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Do you think you could?' again asked Dr. Christianson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Well, I can try,' said Steve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and I need you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you do it? I need you to tell me you can do it,' said the professor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve said, 'Well... I think I can...yeah, I can do it.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson said, 'Good! I need you to do this on Friday. Let me explain what I have in mind.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of the room. When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No, these weren't the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind, with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it was Friday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early start on the weekend with a party in Dr. Christianson's class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, 'Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cynthia said, 'Yes.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, 'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Cynthia can have a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Sure!' Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steve again sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia's desk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, 'Joe, do you want a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joe said, 'Yes.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson asked, 'Steve would you do ten push-ups so Joe can have a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so it went, down the first aisle, Steve did ten push-ups for every person before they got their donut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Christianson came to Scott. Scott was on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was very popular and never lacking for female companionship. When the professor asked, 'Scott do you want a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Scott's reply was, 'Well, can I do my own push-ups?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson said, 'No, Steve has to do them.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Scott said, 'Well, I don't want one then.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, 'Steve, would you do ten push-u ps so Scott can have a donut he doesn't want?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten push-ups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Scott said, 'HEY! I said I didn't want one!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson said, 'Look!, this is my classroom, my class, my desks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don't want it.' And he put a donut on Scott's desk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He just stayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to be getting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming out around his brow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students were beginning to get a little angry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, 'Jenny, do you want a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sternly, Jenny said, 'No.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, 'Steve, would you do ten more push-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn't want?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve did ten....Jenny got a donut. By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The students were beginning to say, 'No!' and there were all these uneaten donuts on the desks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get these push-ups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on the floor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red because of the physical effort involved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever in the class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full ten push-ups in a set because he couldn't bear to watch all of Steve's work for all of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robert could count the set and watch Steve closely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class, however, some students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on the steps along the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When the professor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there were 34 students in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and the next. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. He was taking a lot more time to complete each set. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve asked Dr. Christianson, 'Do I have to make my nose touch on each one?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, 'Well, they're your push-ups. You are in charge now. You can do them any way that you want.' And Dr. Christianson went on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to the room and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, 'NO! Don't come in! Stay out!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jason didn't know what was going on. Steve picked up his head and said, 'No, let him come.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Professor Christi anson said, 'You realize that if Jason comes in you will have to do ten push-ups for him?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve said, 'Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson said, 'Okay, Steve, I'll let you get Jason's out of the way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going on. 'Yes,' he said, 'give me a donut.' 'Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Steve did ten push-ups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered, was handed a donut and sat down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr Christianson finished the fourth row, and then started on those visitors seated by the heaters. Steve's arms were now shaking with each push-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. By this time sweat was profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound except his heavy breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The very last two students in the room were two young women, both cheerleaders, and very popular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second to last, and asked, 'Linda, do you want a doughnut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Linda said, very sadly, 'No, thank you.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Professor Christianson quietly asked, 'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn't want?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grunting from the effort, Steve did ten very slow push-ups for Linda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. 'Susan, do you want a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. 'Dr. Christianson, why can't I help him?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr Christianson, with tears of his own, said, 'No, Steve has to do it alone; I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing that everyone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at my grade book. Steve here is the only student with a perfec t grade. Everyone else has failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told me that in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paid the price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As Steve very slowly finished his last push-up, with the understanding that he had accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 push-ups, his arms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said, 'And so it was, that our Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, 'Into thy hands I commend my spirit.' With the understanding that He had done everything that was required of Him, He yielded up His life. And like some of those in this room, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten. ' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physically exhausted, but wearing a thin smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Well done, good and faithful servant,' said the professor, adding, 'Not all sermons are preached in words.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turning to his class, the professor said, 'My wish is that you might understand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that have been given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. He spared not only His Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for the whole Church, now and forever. Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, the price has been paid.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Wouldn't you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on the desk?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Share this with someone. It's bound to touch their heart and demonstrate Salvation in a very special way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-8017379612140374263?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8017379612140374263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=8017379612140374263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8017379612140374263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8017379612140374263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/12/heres-story-tts-may-seem-long-but-will.html' title='&apos;DON&apos;T LEAVE IT ON THE DESK&apos;'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-1908617343023311680</id><published>2007-11-28T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T21:47:39.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guidance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Guidance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just wanna share what a friend forwarded to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I meditated on the word Guidance,&lt;br /&gt;I kept seeing "dance" at the end of the word.&lt;br /&gt;I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing.&lt;br /&gt;When two people try to lead, nothing feels right.&lt;br /&gt;The movement doesn't flow with the music,&lt;br /&gt;and everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.&lt;br /&gt;When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead,&lt;br /&gt;both bodies begin to flow with the music.&lt;br /&gt;One gives gentle cues,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps with a nudge to the back or&lt;br /&gt;by pressing lightly in one direction or another.&lt;br /&gt;It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes drew back to the word Guidance.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw "G: I thought of God, followed by "u" and "i".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-1908617343023311680?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1908617343023311680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=1908617343023311680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/1908617343023311680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/1908617343023311680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/11/guidance.html' title='Guidance'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-7852306743480596228</id><published>2007-10-07T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T19:28:50.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Encouragement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habakkuk is not a so well-read book of the bible for many of us, but herein lies a very beautiful, soul-deep call unto us to TRUST in our Heavenly Father in all circumstances regardless how bleak the situation or how hopeless it may seem in our eyes! Thank you to 争平老师 for reminding us of this verse during Sun School today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Habakkuk 3: 17-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; Though the fig tree does not bud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and there are no grapes on the vines, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;though the olive crop fails &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and the fields produce no food, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;though there are no sheep in the pen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and no cattle in the stalls, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; yet I will rejoice in the LORD, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I will be joyful in God my Savior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; The Sovereign LORD is my strength; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;he enables me to go on the heights.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;哈巴谷书 3: 17-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;17 虽然无花果树不发旺，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;葡萄树不结果，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;橄榄树也不效力，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;田地不出粮食，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;圈中绝了羊，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;棚内也没有牛；&lt;br /&gt;18 然而，我要因耶和华欢欣，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;因救我的　神喜乐。&lt;br /&gt;19 主耶和华是我的力量；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;他使我的脚快如母鹿的蹄，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;又使我稳行在高处。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this, something a dear fren shared:&lt;br /&gt;God's heavenly plans do not always make earthly sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But He is loves us all so much, His plans are the BEST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;March forth, Soldiers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-7852306743480596228?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7852306743480596228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=7852306743480596228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7852306743480596228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7852306743480596228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/10/encouragement.html' title='Encouragement'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-8299824208476870305</id><published>2007-09-04T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T01:34:28.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AMKGH Youth Outreach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;宏茂桥福音堂 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ang Mo Kio Gospel Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Youth Gospel Rally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*A Familiar Stranger*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;familiar&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106016419624753186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rtw24X0LmCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZtuzDMjLxRI/s400/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ever thot how we may be strangers to one another... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;but God knows us...&lt;br /&gt;and we are no different in wanting a significance in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;and desiring God to help us walk this life together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone we do not know, yet Someone we seem to know.&lt;br /&gt;This Familiar Stranger-- He awaits you to open your heart to Him:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="380" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/skvqUKVT9fI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/skvqUKVT9fI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Programme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.15pm-7.00pm&lt;/em&gt; Carnival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.00pm onward&lt;/em&gt; Worship &amp;amp; Programme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*Drama*&lt;/span&gt; *Saxophone Performance* &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*Medley*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*A capellas*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*Crosstalk*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*Message for U*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;All are warmly welcomed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Our youths will also be contributing items for the programme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-8299824208476870305?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8299824208476870305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=8299824208476870305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8299824208476870305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8299824208476870305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/09/amkgh-youth-outreach.html' title='AMKGH Youth Outreach'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rtw24X0LmCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZtuzDMjLxRI/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-6877016764560514131</id><published>2007-08-27T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T02:07:34.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pei Ling Hui</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seminar: Eternal Value in Our Temporal Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;培灵讲座：短暂的生命 * 永恒的价值&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RtHALH0LmBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TJ-rHbKvuVQ/s1600-h/editcolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103071150096488466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RtHALH0LmBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TJ-rHbKvuVQ/s400/editcolor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Want to be refreshed?&lt;br /&gt;Is you spirit thirsting for something more?&lt;br /&gt;How can we consider eternity beyond our temporal life?&lt;br /&gt;Come find out!&lt;br /&gt;Seminar in Mandarin:)&lt;br /&gt;Click on poster to see details:)&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of us can come for this!!&lt;br /&gt;Among us, Wei Heen, Samuel &amp;amp; myself have heard Dr Lee speak before, and it is VERY inspiring and moving as you are led to rethink about your identity in Christ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-6877016764560514131?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6877016764560514131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=6877016764560514131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6877016764560514131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6877016764560514131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/08/pei-ling-hui.html' title='Pei Ling Hui'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RtHALH0LmBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/TJ-rHbKvuVQ/s72-c/editcolor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-7279013385057580685</id><published>2007-08-19T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:17:28.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Photos :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Silence Isn't Golden In This Case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah it's been silent here 'cept for the faithful few who drop by to tag:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;perhaps cos we r all too busy with own stuffs we got no time to write our pieces or shout out loud here. so this time, i shall keep my words few, and leave the pics to do the talking eh:D yeah they shd be uploaded on the fotopic gallery but hvnt passed to Dor to do so yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mayb more wld be interested THEN to leave ur love msges on the tagboard hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh ye of little faith! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Wild Wild Wet!! (19 April 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;many thanks to Uncle Guogui &amp; family for the tickets tt gave us a whole day of FUN:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Loved the fellowship! Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100367095147464370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsgk2aJbBrI/AAAAAAAAACs/FZ-1d5ild2I/s400/Ride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sister Deng Ni's Graduation from SBC!! (19 May 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;our dear mentor given the charge to go forth to serve God upon graduation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100374409476769618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsgrgKJbB1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/6dWTEyyVLLY/s400/P5190087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lyssandra's Birthday!! (20 May 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time celebrating a dear sister's 20th:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100367103737398994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsgk26JbBtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fiOGiDfdQUM/s400/P5200145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Combined Tuanqi!! (27 May 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 S.Fangs lead their debut duo fellowship&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100367112327333602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsgk3aJbBuI/AAAAAAAAADE/iwPdJjfLOYI/s400/P1010093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;portrait of a beloved family:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100367116622300914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsgk3qJbBvI/AAAAAAAAADM/SzuOSrOHhuQ/s400/P1010098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Batam Church Camp (11-14 June 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful memories &amp; wonderful inspiring lessons learned! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;YuSen &amp;amp; Isaac 1st placed!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100377587752568674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsguZKJbB2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/5tjdNANTJBg/s400/P6110316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;who ever said we dun ever get to see snow &amp; conifers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100377596342503282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsguZqJbB3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/xEizPKVx0dY/s400/P6110320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;esthercie &amp; dorcie: weathered women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100377604932437890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsguaKJbB4I/AAAAAAAAAEU/vjn806BkT2I/s400/P6110328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;marcus' pride being featured with the elders:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100377609227405202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsguaaJbB5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/dJYRv5l1XGM/s400/P6110331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;joe's prowess in water:) (the guys didnt want to demonstrate their biceps &amp; six-packs) so this is the best i cld sneak hee:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100377626407274402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsgubaJbB6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/US-CFHXLsBM/s400/P6110369.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quote of the day: "Ah.. a light unto my path, a lamp unto my feet..." &lt;em&gt;Nina Tang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100381655086598066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsgyF6JbB7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ywcySNJBJVU/s400/P6110381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bollywood in Batam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100381663676532674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsgyGaJbB8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/pbKj0ergk2I/s400/P6110416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The Thinking Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100381676561434578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsgyHKJbB9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/EIrESQ8SLIk/s400/P6120471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;acknowledging the abover pose's inspiration frm &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Thinker"&gt;Auguste Rodin's &lt;em&gt;The Thinker&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(of cos The Thinking Woman is more meaningul cos it proclaims the Truth above life in abundance!! thru Jesus!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100396472723769522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg_kaJbCLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-LcnEptBCbU/s400/250px-The_Thinker_close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Just look at the SPREAD! salivate!! i know u r!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100381689446336482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsgyH6JbB-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/ybeZGy5yu6k/s400/P6130487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the Teens Teeming Plates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100381698036271090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RsgyIaJbB_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/vRoq-eKFnzM/s400/P6140545.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;One of the Discussion &amp; Sharing Sessions:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100386392435525650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg2ZqJbCBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/AnDTXws2V5A/s400/groups-14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Marooned but Joyous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100386388140558338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg2ZaJbCAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GTKpNvy0PH8/s400/P6140557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All of us frm AMKGH &amp; BPMC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100386396730492962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg2Z6JbCCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jjj18KHOAyw/s400/group-photo2_001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Saying our thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100386405320427570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg2aaJbCDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mApY796BkgE/s400/stage-38.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MindCafe (19 June 2007)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thanks to Hoe who initiated a day of fun:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;oh my, for the 1st time ever, i understood what ROWDY really means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;have to hand it to u guys &amp; gals while captain looks on &amp;amp; chuckles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100386409615394882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg2aqJbCEI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3NqFHZS57os/s400/P6190574.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;drinks &amp; fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100388569983944786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg4YaJbCFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/44xmVX-v7W8/s400/P6190599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Outing to Pasir Ris Park!! (15 July 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the much publicised outing.. too bad no one brought camera so made do with our nokias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kings suffering the aftermath of fallen monkeys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hoe looks so pro i'm sure he'll do well in NS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100388574278912098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg4YqJbCGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VC66Nw7Dibc/s400/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hoe's 1st @ Fang's blades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100388578573879410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg4Y6JbCHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/46JjlEzunVs/s400/Image092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sam showin his loyalty &amp; subservience to esthercie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100388582868846722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg4ZKJbCII/AAAAAAAAAGU/aD88_c3Vg9A/s400/Image099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yuan's Bday!! (22 July 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;celebrating ah-yuan's 20th:) (say goodbye to ur teens!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100388595753748626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsg4Z6JbCJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/go_y5i6EH54/s400/P7220758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-7279013385057580685?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7279013385057580685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=7279013385057580685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7279013385057580685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7279013385057580685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-photos.html' title='Some Photos :)'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rsgk2aJbBrI/AAAAAAAAACs/FZ-1d5ild2I/s72-c/Ride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-3864195614030055480</id><published>2007-07-08T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:46:06.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing to Pasir Ris Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Outing to Pasir Ris Park (Youths) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15th July 2007 Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Youth-ers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Now is the time we welcome another outing:)&lt;br /&gt;Anyone remember our last outing??&lt;br /&gt;Yes it was during the Mind Cafe, but now somewhere closer to heartland!&lt;br /&gt;Also with our dear Hoe taking the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so here is the programme Hoe sent thru the email placed hear for easy reference for everyone (haha tt is if u do frequent the blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RpC_3xN65iI/AAAAAAAAACk/CVyENAYKoUc/s1600-h/Programme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084774944126723618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RpC_3xN65iI/AAAAAAAAACk/CVyENAYKoUc/s400/Programme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoe: the above is the schedule that i planned as i incharge of that event that day!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. please bring one item (food or drink) to share on that day.&lt;br /&gt;2. wen yuan was suggesting to have zi cha dinner at a coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;3. it that day is raining, we will stay in church to play board games (but pls pray that it wont rain).&lt;br /&gt;4. if you have any recommendations or any ideas or any changes you want to make or any enquires, please call me or reply me using email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;have a blessed week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-3864195614030055480?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/3864195614030055480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=3864195614030055480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/3864195614030055480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/3864195614030055480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/07/outing-to-pasir-ris-park.html' title='Outing to Pasir Ris Park'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RpC_3xN65iI/AAAAAAAAACk/CVyENAYKoUc/s72-c/Programme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-1247619237087194007</id><published>2007-07-04T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:20:51.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When things in your life seem almost too much to handle</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jus got this short lil story frm a fren &amp;amp; it indeed is inspiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be inspired too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*When things in your life seem almost too much to handle&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large, empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and put them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full they agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things - your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions - things that if everything else was lost and only they remained your life would still be full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebbles are the other things that matter to you like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal." Take care of the golf balls first - the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always remember: when we put God 1st in everything, everything will fall into place not by pure coincidence or by luck, but because God, our Heavenly Father, holds all things together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们晓得万事都互相效力，叫爱神的人得益处，就是按他旨意被召的人。&lt;br /&gt;罗马书：8:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that in all things at all times, having all that you need, you will abound in every good work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2 Corinthians 9:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;神能将各样的恩惠多多的加给你们，使你们凡事常常充足，能多行各样善事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哥林多前书：9:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-1247619237087194007?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1247619237087194007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=1247619237087194007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/1247619237087194007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/1247619237087194007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-things-in-your-life-seem-almost.html' title='When things in your life seem almost too much to handle'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-7452274784557995885</id><published>2007-06-28T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:30:25.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is dengue fever?&lt;br /&gt;Dengue fever is a viral infection that usually starts suddenly with a high fever. The person experiences:&lt;br /&gt;High, prolonged fever (usually lasts for 5 to 7 days)&lt;br /&gt;Rashes&lt;br /&gt;Severe headache&lt;br /&gt;Pain behind the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Muscle and joint pains&lt;br /&gt;Nausea&lt;br /&gt;Vomiting&lt;br /&gt;Loss of appetite&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue&lt;br /&gt;Diarrhoea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is dengue fever spread?&lt;br /&gt;Dengue Fever spreads through the bite of the Aedes mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;The transmission cycle for dengue starts when:&lt;br /&gt;Infected Aedes mosquito bites a healthy person.&lt;br /&gt;4-7 days later, the infected person develops fever (after the virus multiplies i.e., incubation period). The person usually then sees a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;When fever starts, the person becomes infectious for about 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;If an Aedes mosquito bites the person during this period when he is infectious, it will pick up the dengue virus in his blood.&lt;br /&gt;The virus takes 7-10 days to multiply in the second mosquito.&lt;br /&gt;The mosquito then becomes infective and the cycle starts again when it bites another person.&lt;br /&gt;An infected person does not spread the virus to another person directly but he becomes a source of dengue virus for the Aedes mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know about the prevention of dengue, visit this website: &lt;a href="http://www.parkwayshenton.com.sg/files/DengueAdvisory.pdf"&gt;http://www.parkwayshenton.com.sg/files/DengueAdvisory.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-7452274784557995885?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7452274784557995885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=7452274784557995885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7452274784557995885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7452274784557995885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-dengue-fever-dengue-fever-is.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-1635992457099008365</id><published>2007-06-28T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T20:05:47.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgent Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>Hey dear bros n sisters! I hope u guys have been fine:) I have a prayer request here, that is, to pray for my bro. He's being diagnosed with dengue fever, and has been admitted to CGH today. The doctor says that estimated number of days of hospitalization is 5. His platelet dropped from 91 last nite to 67 this afternoon, which was why he needs to be hospitalized, as below 80 must be hospitalized (for ur info normal platelet is around 140).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that his platelet will rise to normal soon, and that his fever will be gone soon too. Also pray for my family, my parents esp, that they will have a gd health and strong immune system to fight any disease, germs, etc. I know that it ain't easy for them to take care of my bro, n somemore my Dad has to work n Mom is recently busy clearing piles n piles of junks at home. Thank God that I've cleared my practicum and finished implementing my 6 lessons! Just have to go back to my centre this coming Mon for an extra day of practicum, and that will mark my last day of being with my adorable K1s! Kinda bu she de tho.. =/ As for my sis, her last working day is this Sat. Anyway, pray that nobody at home will fall sick, esp during this period of time when bro needs our care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wanna thank everyone for ur prayers n concern! =) U guys muz drink lotsa water k, cuz the weather is drastically hot nowadays. And oh, beware of the evil, horrible mosquitoes that can harm u! U all can buy the.. erm, u noe, e ting that can kill mozzies using electricity?! Yup, better play safe! And most importantly, let's continue to pray for one another's health n safety! Pray for my bro too, thanks:) Take loads of care people! May God bless u=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa Love,&lt;br /&gt;Wen Yuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven. For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them."  -Matthew 18: 19~20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-1635992457099008365?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1635992457099008365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=1635992457099008365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/1635992457099008365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/1635992457099008365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/06/urgent-prayer-request.html' title='Urgent Prayer Request'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-5907984926869748131</id><published>2007-06-24T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:55:32.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Youth &amp; Teen Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aka 青少年主日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;on 1 July 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;coming Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things to take note especially duties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;领唱：多佳 &amp;amp; 志豪&lt;br /&gt;司琴：茵茵&lt;br /&gt;招待：蔚苓 &amp; 婉婷；文苑 &amp;amp; 佳慧&lt;br /&gt;圣餐：蔚莛，蔚蘅，新贵&lt;br /&gt;收圣餐用的杯：浩阳，信律，新杰&lt;br /&gt;收奉献：蔚莛，蔚蘅，新贵&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-5907984926869748131?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5907984926869748131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=5907984926869748131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5907984926869748131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5907984926869748131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/06/youth-sunday.html' title='Youth Sunday'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-6883071494009607718</id><published>2007-06-07T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T00:59:05.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Talk With God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heyho! here to break the silence herein &amp;amp; also to share with u this inspirational story i read off Ang Mo Kio Gospel Hall's Timothy Fellowship Blog. Ha! Sorry for those who read their blog, this will be a repeat, but as they alwys say, some things are timeless!&lt;br /&gt;Here begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Talk With God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I decided to quit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to quit my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.&lt;br /&gt;"God", I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"&lt;br /&gt;"Look around", He said.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes", I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds,&lt;br /&gt;I took very good care of them.&lt;br /&gt;I gave them light. I gave them water.&lt;br /&gt;The fern quickly grew from the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Its brilliant green covered the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.&lt;br /&gt;But I did not quit on the bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;In the second year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.&lt;br /&gt;And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed.&lt;br /&gt;But I did not quit on the bamboo." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In year three &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.&lt;br /&gt;But I would not quit.&lt;br /&gt;In year four, again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was nothing from the bamboo seed.&lt;br /&gt;I would not quit." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then in the fifth year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a tiny sprout emerged from the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...&lt;br /&gt;But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.&lt;br /&gt;It had spent the five years growing roots.&lt;br /&gt;Those roots made it strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and gave it what it needed to survive.&lt;br /&gt;I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle." He said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you know, my child, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that all this time you have been struggling,&lt;br /&gt;you have actually been growing roots?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would not quit on the bamboo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will never quit on you."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't compare yourself to others." He said.&lt;br /&gt;"The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern.&lt;br /&gt;Yet they both make the forest beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;"Your time will come", God said to me.&lt;br /&gt;"You will rise high"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How high should I rise?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.&lt;br /&gt;"As high as it can?" I questioned&lt;br /&gt;"Yes." He said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Give me glory by rising as high as you can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are tired and discouraged, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hope this little story is helpful to you.&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us play a different role, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and all are important in God's eye.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. God will not give us a challenge He knows we cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;May we all learn to be humble and trust that whatever God allows us go through, is good for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trust in the Lord, for He is the only everlasting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv, Teenster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-6883071494009607718?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6883071494009607718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=6883071494009607718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6883071494009607718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6883071494009607718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/06/talk-with-god.html' title='The Talk With God'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-5390401000259628148</id><published>2007-05-07T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:24:37.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sam Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;文化&lt;/span&gt;与&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;福音&lt;/span&gt;的&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;处境化&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8oH4Blq_I/AAAAAAAAACE/6Xgjc78dg_I/s1600-h/SamLing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061808621950970866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8oH4Blq_I/AAAAAAAAACE/6Xgjc78dg_I/s320/SamLing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-5390401000259628148?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5390401000259628148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=5390401000259628148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5390401000259628148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5390401000259628148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/05/sam-ling.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8oH4Blq_I/AAAAAAAAACE/6Xgjc78dg_I/s72-c/SamLing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-4252003982176182492</id><published>2007-05-07T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:25:46.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Stephen Tong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;基督教信仰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;与&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;世界宗教&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;及&lt;/span&gt;文化&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8nV4Blq-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/T0qrDn45uoM/s1600-h/img_20070401_christianityworldreligion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061807762957511650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8nV4Blq-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/T0qrDn45uoM/s320/img_20070401_christianityworldreligion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who have heard him speak, know how he brings across the Word to touch &amp;amp; impact the lives of many.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps some of us still have some doubts within us about our faith.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps some of us are stumped when our frens question us about our faith.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps some of us have been shaken by how the world is today.&lt;br /&gt;whatever reason, we still believe this is our Father's world.&lt;br /&gt;so, if u have the time, or better, if u can make time, make time for His Word. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-4252003982176182492?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4252003982176182492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=4252003982176182492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4252003982176182492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4252003982176182492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/05/stephen-tong-those-who-have-heard-him_07.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8nV4Blq-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/T0qrDn45uoM/s72-c/img_20070401_christianityworldreligion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-5032882796961952613</id><published>2007-05-07T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:18:32.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stephen Tong  *&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;基督教信仰&lt;/span&gt;与&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;世界宗教及文化&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8l0YBlq9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/9ahVmyK4GHE/s1600-h/img_20070401_christianityworldreligion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061806087920266194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8l0YBlq9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/9ahVmyK4GHE/s400/img_20070401_christianityworldreligion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;those who have heard him speak, know how he brings across the Word to touch &amp; impact the lives of many. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps some of us still have some doubts within us about our faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps some of us are stumped when our frens question us about our faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps some of us have been shaken by how the world is today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever reason, we still believe this is our Father's world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, if u have the time, or better, if u can make time, make time for His Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-5032882796961952613?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5032882796961952613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=5032882796961952613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5032882796961952613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5032882796961952613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/05/stephen-tong-those-who-have-heard-him.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rj8l0YBlq9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/9ahVmyK4GHE/s72-c/img_20070401_christianityworldreligion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-4275879340615869131</id><published>2007-04-30T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T16:20:46.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day at Wild Wild Wet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;HELLO everyone! Haha. Im sure everyone's waiting for the much delayed post on our trip to wildwildwet yea! Alrights, umm I'll try to do some recalling here. But eh, i must say i dont exactly have a very good memory, so those who went, please feel free to add on or jus blog a more exciting post about it k! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.. So that day thursday we met at ard 2pm and yours truly were the latest haha. And so, the rest of them, which includes teenster, yuan, gui ge and hoe, attempted to trick me by saying they only had 4 tics. But gullible as i might seem, i wasnt taken in! haha. So IN WE WENT!! We all felt so excited can! okae la, maybe only us gals. and hoe. First time there what, cant help it. Hehe. So we quickly changed into our 'attire', and hoe openly expressed his disappointment at not seeing us in er, b*k*n*s. (ohmy, the word b*k*n*s looks wrong, like some vulgar word or sth, but u all know what i meant.) Anw, we were all nicely wrapped up in baggy teeshirts and shorts. Haha. And we took a few photos before we went into the waaaaattttttterr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that we jumped in, erm okae not literally JUMPed in but u know.. played, was the SHIOK RIVER! ..where u jus relax urself on a float and let the moving water sweep u along. Then throughout the whole course there are exciting lil things la, like u'd pass thru a tunnel with misty misty mist, or tunnel with sprinkles of water, or jus getting shot at by the angmo lil boy playing with the water guns. -.- So yup, this is really the best thing to start off with, esp if u'r like teenster, who doesnt know how to swim, or me, who have a small phobia of water. Ohoh, the water's jus 1m deep. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okae, i can sense that it's going to be a looooonnng post, and to prevent that, i shall jus name the rides and all la huh.. shall not go into small lil details. So luo suo. Haha. So, there's the Tsunami pool! Giant waves and all! Basically we jus got onto the big floats, lying there trying to get tanned (but sadly to no avail..), and so we linked ourselves together, holding on to each other's floats, and we looked like some ATOM or BOND of some sort. OH YEA! Haha sth funny to note, hoe lost his $2 goggles in this pool, or so he thinks la! Faints. Haha. So we all helped to search for his white transparent goggles, but cant find it. So he had to borrow teenster's for some of the rides. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's the favouritest of all our rides: the 5-person-sit-in-a-big-'raft'-and-scream-while-it-slides-down-at-a-zoooooooom-speed water slide, haha no la, it's called the Ular-lah. I guess it's pronounced as Ooh-la-la! Such a funny name eh. But basically the long phrase sorta sums it up. It's really scary the first time round, but subsequently it gets not so exciting, still we jus kept taking the ride(4, 5 times i think) cos we wanna take a nice photo together! Yup so in the end we bought one of the photos, next time can bring for u all to see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh. There's this really really scary one. It's called the Samsung Slide Up if im not wrong, where 2 of us sit face to face in a bigbig float, and then get pushed off this vertical slide, and it's so fast and scary. Haha. But same thing la, it's not thattt scary after a few times. And pats on all our backs, cos everyone tried! Oh yea.. Xingui screamed the loudest for this ride! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big Yakult bucket was funn too. and not to forget, PAINFUL. Some clock would go 'ting ting ting ting tingtingting........' and suddenly all these water collected in the bigbigbig (think GIGANTIC) tank right at the top would jus be overturned onto the ppl waiting down there. First time we all went to try. And yuan and i got pushed away by the force of the water. Imagine how forceful it is to be able to push ME away. Wahaha. But the guys like it la, they kept going back for more. Teenster wasnt too bad either. But it was too painful for me and yuan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also 2 long water slides, but only hoe and xingui went for it, cos u hafta be in ur swimming gear to take the rides. And since we wasnt 'properly attired' we jus entertained ourselves by playing with the water guns and animals spurting water out of their mouths. Heard from them the slides were pretty fun too! Too bad we didnt try la, but its okae. I'd rather be all wrapped up. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm there are also things like the jacuzzi with a mini waterfall, the big water playground (where the Yakult bucket was located) with many slides, oh i always get stuck on them, so paiseh.. Hmm yeps.. That's about all! We had lots of fun and laughter and teasing and umm water andd... Just glad to be able to spend that day with some of u guys la! Haha. Great time of bonding. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the day ended off with a dinner at BK, and then teen and gui had to rush off for the bible class.. Had a tiring but fantastic day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots and lots of love again,&lt;br /&gt;Dorcas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-4275879340615869131?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4275879340615869131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=4275879340615869131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4275879340615869131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4275879340615869131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/04/day-at-wild-wild-wet.html' title='The day at Wild Wild Wet.'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-6293075034131007752</id><published>2007-04-28T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T02:04:30.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timid Yuan goes Escape Theme Park!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello dearies! This is dearest Yuan speaking;) Yeah my exceptional children exam is finally over! Yes, FINALLY!! =) Thank God that it was fine. In fact, what I find amazing is.. I feel God has guided me every step of the way. From studying to writing down notes to memorizing to final revision to the exam..He's been in control!=) This morning I was finishing up my last bit of revision on the train, and guess what? The EXACT questions came out for Section C! Thank God that at last I managed to recall the definition for "dyslexia" despite being stuck at first. Indeed, God's grace is sufficient for me and I am really thankful to Him:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention that I went to Escape Theme Park a few weeks ago? If not for my relative's free tickets, I wouldn't have go. Haha. I went with a friend as Dad handled me 2 tix. Woah it was fun! Only if you've tried those scary yet challenging game rides! At the end of the day, I felt a great sense of accomplishment, cuz I finally tried things which I thought I'd never have tried in my life. Haha. My friend kept saying that I am timid, but in my heart I know I am no longer the timid Wen Yuan, cuz I finally tried the Pirate Ship, Family Coaster and Floom! Maybe to some it's a no-big-deal, but to me it's really something:) Wah the Pirate Ship is the most spine-chilling yet thrilling of all! This is the first time in my life that I shouted like crazy at the top of my lungs whenever I reached the top and the ship started going down. The feeling is rather hard to be described. Hmm perhaps it's like your heart falling into pieces from the 20th storey?! Haha abit sarcastic? You've gotta experience it yourself! ;) If I am not wrong, I was stuck on the pirate ship for like 3 mins? I was desperately wanting to get down, yet there's no way out! All I could do was to SCREAM as loud as I could as a form of relief. Haha mind you, your beloved Yuan really screamed like mad. Should have recorded my screams for you guys to hear right? =P haha. And guess what? Towards the end of the ride my hands and feet were all NUMB! Probably due to the fright! The Family Coaster (also known as the children's roller coaster) is kinda scary yet thrilling too. Thank God my friend is much bigger size and meaty than me! I clinched on closely to her and shouted crazily too. The coaster moved super fast! Floom was another thrilling one, yet the thrill only lasted for a few seconds. My friend and I were in this small lit' boat that slowly went 3 storeys high up (at abt 45degrees) and zoomed down from the peak into the water with a big splash! When the boat reached the peak, I felt as if I'm at the top of the world. Hence you can imagine how high it is! Again I screamed with my eyes closed and before I could even open my eyes, I felt a big splash. I was all wet then. Well, I would say my favourite ride is still the Go-Kart. My friend drove and I just sat there enjoying the breeze and of cuz, the thrill and fun! Wow she drove at full speed! Haha but nevertheless, I still enjoyed the exciting ride=) You guys should go there and have fun too, especially if you are those who likes thrill and excitement. Hees. Yet for those who are timid, fret not, cuz you can always turn your timidity to boldness if you are willing to give it a try:) I am sure you will enjoy it as much as I do=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, think I shall blog about Wild Wild Wet another day!Haha those who went can also blog about it first=) Okie the night is not so young already, gotta sleep! Goodnite people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-6293075034131007752?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6293075034131007752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=6293075034131007752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6293075034131007752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6293075034131007752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/04/timid-yuan-goes-escape-theme-park.html' title='Timid Yuan goes Escape Theme Park!'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-8907680474902172537</id><published>2007-04-18T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T15:04:49.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RiXBobHpWkI/AAAAAAAAABs/oshcdVFdfOg/s1600-h/cupid.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054659057012005442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RiXBobHpWkI/AAAAAAAAABs/oshcdVFdfOg/s320/cupid.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello All! For those of u who have fallen in LOVE with the canto song, do note tt it is not a cantopop from the likes of Sammi Cheng, Cass Pang, Andy Lau... kind! It bears a deeper meaning abt the true eternal love of Jesus, seen on the cross, the blood He shed for us, and on His nail-scarred hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics, u may wanna sing along after listening to it much, but i'll teach u the correct pronunciations, so in good time, we may put it up as a song item, or as i'm thinking, part of a christmas outreach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;爱是不保留&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;常听说世界爱没长久，哪里会有爱无尽头?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;尘俗的爱只在乎曾拥有，一刻灿烂便要走!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;而我却确信爱是恒久，碰到了你已无别求，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;无从解释﹑不可说明的爱，千秋过后仍长存不朽!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;谁人受痛苦被悬挂在木头? 至高的爱尽见于刺穿的手，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;看! 血在流反映爱没保留，持续不死的爱到万世不休!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;惟求奉上生命全归主所有，要将一切尽献于我主的手，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我已决定今生再没所求，惟望得主称赞已足够!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Teenster:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-8907680474902172537?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8907680474902172537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=8907680474902172537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8907680474902172537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8907680474902172537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-all-for-those-of-u-who-have.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RiXBobHpWkI/AAAAAAAAABs/oshcdVFdfOg/s72-c/cupid.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-7583215775468091886</id><published>2007-04-18T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T10:22:21.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey peeps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jus take note yea, there's a slight change to the timing to meet for WWW. Instead of 2.15, we're going to meet at 1.45pm. Cos hoeyong is going to end his lessons earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time: 1.45pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Place: Bus stop outside downtown east&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And please confirm ur attendance with me ya! Thanks! Seeya tmr! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dorcas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-7583215775468091886?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7583215775468091886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=7583215775468091886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7583215775468091886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/7583215775468091886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-6776215192767397525</id><published>2007-04-17T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T12:55:38.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Wild Wild Wet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yes how exciting, we're going to go to WILD WILD WET! Haha. Yup so everything's confirmed alr, and we jus need some participation. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When: Thursday(19/4)&lt;br /&gt;Time to meet: 2.15pm&lt;br /&gt;Where to meet: The bus stop outside Downtown East&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be punctual k! Cos i'm sure we all want to play for as long as we can. Haha. The place closes at 7pm, and maybe after that those who dont have anything on can go for dinner together or something, or we can all leave earlier so that all of us can have dinner together. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, no worries k, the tics are free. Cos Xiuhua Jie's relative came to Singapore and she stayed at the chalet near there, so she received alot of free tics for www. Okae la, not allllllloooottt, but she got 12 tics. And Xiuhua Jie and family generously gave it to us. So rmb to thank them when we see them in church okae. Cos i believe i wouldnt have thought of going if not for the free tics haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, please bring along some $1 coins? Im not very sure too, but i think the locker rental needs the 1dollar coins. It's $2 rental fee, maybe we can share one or two lockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, everyone's welcome yea! Jus inform me DORCAS if u're going. U can tag at the tagboard, or more preferably drop me an sms or give me a call. Thanks alot! Ummm.. Shao nian ren, if u all see this, and feel like going, i think also can la right.. Jus make sure u all tell ur parents ur whereabouts and make sure u finish up ur hw for the day. But if u have a test on friday, please stay at home to mugg k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently those going are me(Dorcas), Hoeyong, Weiteen(not confirm), Wenyuan. Okae, im sure u all know the phrase the more the merrier yea! So everyone please come and enjoy urself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots and lots and lots of LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;Dorcas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Pray that it would not rain k.. The weather's pretty weird these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-6776215192767397525?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6776215192767397525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=6776215192767397525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6776215192767397525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/6776215192767397525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-wild-wild-wet.html' title='To Wild Wild Wet!'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-1203414835669661972</id><published>2007-04-14T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T00:25:05.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RiD_i7HpWhI/AAAAAAAAABU/wSyXGHj7J2o/s1600-h/Sequence+of+Events.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053319757360093714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RiD_i7HpWhI/AAAAAAAAABU/wSyXGHj7J2o/s400/Sequence+of+Events.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sneak Preview!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather, an early notice!&lt;br /&gt;Some changes to our schedule as most of u would hv known by now:&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Hosea (we all know whose heart skips MANY beats at this name... for those of u who dun... u got a nice show &lt;a href="http://www.wpclipart.com/food/fruit/tomato/tomato.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to watch on the sunday itself seeing someone turn &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tomato red&lt;/span&gt; ) will be coming down to speak to us abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;End Times * 末世&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;6th May 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, during Youth Fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;青年团契&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that day will be from 1230-2pm.&lt;br /&gt;As he will be speaking thru the book of Revelations, and explaining the signs mentioned in the Bible, it would be good if u all take some time reading thru Revelations before the sunday, so u understand what he is speaking about, and can question him based on what you have read.&lt;br /&gt;Yup cos Revelations is very symbolic in nature it is higly recommended u go thru it at least once! Yes so here's the early notice tt u may start reading Revelations;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RiD977HpWfI/AAAAAAAAABE/bsRADYVHS8E/s1600-h/endtimeas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053317987833567730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RiD977HpWfI/AAAAAAAAABE/bsRADYVHS8E/s320/endtimeas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-1203414835669661972?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1203414835669661972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=1203414835669661972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/1203414835669661972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/1203414835669661972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/04/end-times.html' title='End Times'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RiD_i7HpWhI/AAAAAAAAABU/wSyXGHj7J2o/s72-c/Sequence+of+Events.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-4737541926708897715</id><published>2007-04-12T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T00:41:24.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah me darrlings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;exams ended! Phew, it was a longhaul at that in a world of microbes &amp; neuroanat, and am truly glad i got some little time to spare to relax abit and await with bated breath the outcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jus a point of interest &amp; a microscopic view to wat i've been studying, perhaps the most oriental of names of a bacteria lovingly known as &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chppm-www.apgea.army.mil/documents/Scrub_Typhus_JTF_Aug_2006.pdf"&gt;orientia tsutsugamushi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, causative organsim of scrub typhus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will be starting clinicals on 23 april, so less than 2 weeks to rest myself, and also not sure what to expect, but i believe our Heavenly Father will always see us thru each day of our lives, and His plans and purposes are the best:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as received from a dear fren sometime last year thru sms, a very encouraging thot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God's heavenly plans do not always make earthly sense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;indeed every so often we doubt what God has in store for us, what we may experience at times may all seem not what &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; would have expected of God, but that is our human opinion, which does not tie in with God's if we do not constantly seek His purpose. may it be so that as we seek God earnestly, and as we come to know God more personally (note: not know &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; God, but know God), our heartbeats will resonate with His, and we know full well that we do things according to His will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not easy, never easy. but by faith, learning to trust and obey our Almighty God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to His purpose for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Emmanuel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wei Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-4737541926708897715?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4737541926708897715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=4737541926708897715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4737541926708897715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/4737541926708897715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/04/ah-me-darrlings.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-800991888930495418</id><published>2007-04-01T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:28:41.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message from dearest Yuanz...</title><content type='html'>Happy Aprils' Fool Day people! =) Seeing that nobody except our dearest "Chuan zhang" blogging, I shall break the "silence" and blog here for my very first time! Hehe. Oh actually, I do have a private blog. I used to keep my very own diary in the past, but due to my hectic lifestyle I stopped penning down my thoughts. I chose to blog instead since I'd be using the com every now and then for checking emails, doing reasearch and assignments as well as surfing the net. Anyway, people, don't try hacking into my private blog ok! Haha. It's top secret=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been fine. Thank God for giving me strength for each new day!=) Erm just in case some of you still do not know where I'm studying now, I'm taking up this Diploma in Early Childhood Edu course at RTRC (Regional Training and Resource Centre) Asia. My school is located at the 4th level of NTUC Trade Union House, which is very near Chijmes and next to SMU admin building. My last lesson would be on 18May, afterwhich I'd be having my practicum and completing my assignments till some time around July. Currently I'm having my practicum every Wed, where I'm attached to Pasir Ris NTUC Childcare. It's fun interacting with my K1 kids, observing how they carry themselves and grow in their own unique ways. Besides observing, I'm also required to implement lessons and help in routine care. It feels really heart-warming when kids tell you "Teacher Wen Yuan, I love you!" or come to you and give you a big warm hug. Hence, working with children can really brighten up your day! Even though they may sometimes create trouble, yet we know that children are good in nature. Which child doesn't want to be good? Of course they want, just like any of us! =) I learn that we should not discourage children, but praise and encourage them more! Sometimes, I really can't help thinking...Children are indeed wonderful beings created by God our maker!=) Each and every one of them is unique, just like you and me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that Esther passed her exams! She's now as carefree as a lark! A happy lark, haha.. Esther, hope that you will enjoy your break and have a safe trip to Shanghai=) Hope that Moses is also having a great time at Japan right now. Today Hoe teased Dorcas that Moses will find pretty ladies from japan! Haha, so funny! And not forgetting Heen &amp; King who will be back in S'pore tonight! Received Teen's msg the other day and was relieved to hear that all of them were fine. Wonder how they've been these few days... May they reach S'pore safely tonight:) Oh yes, let's all keep our "chuan zhang" in prayer too as she'd be having her exams on 9th &amp;amp; 11th April. Ting jie, jiayou wor! gei ni yi dian xi gua, chi le ni jiu hui cong dian (recharge your batt) !=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Junwei, we are all happy to see you in our midst today! Do come every Sunday ok, we'd like to see you often! =) How can tuanqi be without you?! And my very own sis (Wen Hui), do join us for Sunday School and fellowship if you have the time! All of us hope you can join us too!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, I shall blog till here for today. I still have school tomorrow, and I need to do some research for my assignments now. Dear bros and sisters, may all of you have a blessed week ahead! Let's continue to shine for God, be it in our studies or our daily lives. God bless:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Wen Yuan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-800991888930495418?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/800991888930495418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=800991888930495418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/800991888930495418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/800991888930495418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/04/message-from-dearest-yuanz.html' title='Message from dearest Yuanz...'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-8075608851941500475</id><published>2007-03-22T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:00:13.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost &amp; Found During Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RgJuS3ezFpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BUt5r-wdPYo/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044715803018204818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RgJuS3ezFpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BUt5r-wdPYo/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Hello Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been asked to post this:&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone lose their sweater on 17 March 2007 during the Event?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's with Frankel Church now:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-8075608851941500475?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/8075608851941500475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=8075608851941500475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8075608851941500475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/8075608851941500475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/03/lost-found-during-event.html' title='Lost &amp; Found During Event'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/RgJuS3ezFpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BUt5r-wdPYo/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-5304234459576719809</id><published>2007-03-22T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T14:30:06.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Combined Brethren Churches Games-Buffet Dinner-Music Fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Review of Combined Brethren Churches Event!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dearest all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry for the delay in this post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am sure for those who went, you'd agree that you enjoyed yourself that afternoon &amp; evening, in the midst of many many teens &amp;amp; youths, you played well, sung well, put your heart into it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoo-Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went as the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Reds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Soccer fans like XiuQi &amp; Jiahui will know that's the tag of either EPL's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manchester United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of &lt;a href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), changed to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (EPL's &lt;a href="http://www.chelseafc.com/xxchelsea180706/index.html#/page/Homepage"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/a&gt;) &amp;amp; made an impact! Yeah, we're not as &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;帅&lt;/span&gt; as C.Ronaldo etc, well, we were absolutely thumbs-up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So heartened to see us all united, to see us all so enthusiastic even if others were not, and I must say we really really played hard, cheered loud, sung amazingly, posed sportingly &amp; danced well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To review the day's events- some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;nice &amp;amp; memorable stuff&lt;/span&gt; impressed upon the &lt;a href="http://www.sparknotes.com/psychology/neuro/brainanatomy/section2.rhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sulci and gyri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of our brains &amp; also for those who didnt go, u can see what we did!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Arrival*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-on arrival in church van, we were brought over to Katong Special School for games by Timothy (Frankel), whom we have different opinions abt, you make the choice *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-when we reached Katong School, Moses commented the atmosphere wasnt as friendly as he expected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-the organising comm called for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;guys&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to help with carrying the drinks, and Dorcas &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;immediately&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; put down her bag &amp;amp; stepped forward, blushing 通红 thereafter in stark realisation (act macho eh?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Dor was asked by Sis LeckPing (Frankel) abt our red shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Moses' chinese name 信律 was paralleled with AiZhen 传道's (Ang Mo Kio/AMK) baby son's chinese name 律成 (Romans 13:8-10, which ends of with &lt;em&gt;"therefore love is the fulfilment of the law")&lt;/em&gt; of which Moses insisted his wasnt &amp; that his was all about Exodus (well u all can go visit the baby's blog n decide if Moses &amp;amp; Lambert look alike @&lt;a href="http://www.lambertletters.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.lambertletters.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Games*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-we were split into our diff grps:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grp 1: Wei Teen, Dorcas, Xinjie, Xiuqi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;{led by yours truly}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grp 2: Wei Heen, Xingui, Wanting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;{led by Timothy}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grp 3: Kingslin, Moses, Kangqi (Esther &amp; Yanghui joined in during telematch) {led by WanZhen}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-we agreed that our wearing red made some ppl feel uncomfortable, incl Sis LeckPing (Frankel) &amp;amp; Jean, my teammate (AMK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-we started going thru names of ppl in our grps, make smalltalk &amp; tried to be friendly (good job!) &amp;amp; took grp photos even b4 games started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-games started with rotational rounds of *hold the eggs*, *pass the seaweed* (where cos of dry weather &amp; dry lips &amp;amp; speed, some of u got cut on the lips, noted in the evaluation meeting), *eat bread dipped in wasabi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-then each grp came up with a cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grp 1: Gambalei Gau Gau! (x2) We are GanYu (x2) We are the best, we beat the rest! (complete with actions) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grp 2: Everywhere we Go-o, ppl wanna know-ow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grp 3: Fly Kite, Mix the spirit up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-then telematch started... blow &amp; sit on balloon, suck pingpong with straw... chopstick kacang puteh... eat grape with face in tub... sprint... take off wateva u can to form the longest line... phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Grp 1 din cheat on balloons &amp;amp; Grp 3's leader WanZhen (PPH) decided to go off halfway to sit in the shades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-end of games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-gathered for final cheer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-then Grp leaders say out the names of their members (ha! got them all &amp; believe it or not, can still remember every1's names &amp;amp; faces: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grp 1- Amanda/Yunrui, WangHui, AnXun, Jerome, Joshua (Frankel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Wei Teen, Dorcas, Xinjie, Xiuqi (Xuandao)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;- Caleb, Sheryl, Shermaine, Meiling DS, JianLing, Jean, Lynn (AMK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;- HongJuan, GanYu, LiFang, AnNi (Pasir Panjang Hill)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; our Gambelei Fusheng DS (Eunos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Aye, Grp 1, we got the bonuses but still came in last with 150pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Grp 3, 2nd with 155pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Grp 2, 1st with 185pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Assemble &amp;amp; Say Grace for Dinner*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Elder 王百磊 (Frankel) noted this as a nationwide historical event in the Brethren 144yrs history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Dinner*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-sat at different tables:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Uncle GuoGui, XiuHuaJie, ZhiYi, JiaYi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Esther, Yanghui, Moses, Xinjie, Xiuqi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kangqi, Kingslin, Dorcas, Wei Teen (&amp; Timothy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wei Heen, Wanting, Pastor Au &amp;amp; the elder who took the video for concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-dinner was a hilarious affair with Timothy trying to exert his authority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&amp; thankfully our Kangqi made some excellent swipes at him (WOW- dun ever belittle the littlest as said in 1 Timothy 4:12 "Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity.) well we cld expect it since Kangqi is in Fencing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Changing &amp;amp; Final Run-thru of Items*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;we were the 1st ones to go on stage, and of cos nervy, did a run-thru in the carpark with small actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Concert*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-WOW! we made an impact 1st with our &lt;em&gt;a cappella&lt;/em&gt; "The Command of Love" written by Esther &amp; Yanghui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-then we shuffled ourselves &amp;amp; prepared for the nx BIG thing: Somebody Bigger Than U &amp; I/有一位大于你和我 complete with actions &amp;amp; fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Esther &amp; Yanghui started with harmony of 1st verse in english, with the rest of us posing cooly, backs facing audience, giving them due time to read our fellowship verse John 10:10, except Moses on standby to be hip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Moses skipped across the stage snapping &amp;amp; dooming away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Teen &amp; Heen then turned with snapping &amp;amp; dooming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-then Dor, King &amp; Sam turned with the melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Esther &amp;amp; Yanghui stepped up, with Esther making the call ‘大家一起来！’, which surprised some of the audience, while some goodnatured ones tried to snap along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Moses was enjoyed by a lady who pointed at him &amp; beamed excitedly (noted by Esther) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-we enjoyed it ourselves on the stage, overjoyed by the response from the audience who were smiling away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-when we ended the item, loud applause! Well done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-kudos to esther for the cheoreographing! (ya know, they loved it &amp;amp; Sis Leck Ping commented during the review meeting tt &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;我们有台风！&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-nx up was the complete band from Eunos, self-composed song '寻找永恒的爱’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-then the 白衣天使 from PPH with a medley of songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-then Frankel's ‘彩虹下的约定’&amp; the favourite canto ‘爱不保留’，‘主祷文’，&amp;amp; Hokkien ‘若是有你在我生命中’&amp; a Jap/Chinese song ‘为爱而生’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Yanghui later tried to push Esther on stage to sing more, telling ppl ard tt Esthercie wanted to sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-the dear emcees from Eunos, the guy was at a loss of words for the concert ending earlier than expected &amp;amp; repeatedly said ‘时间真是过得很快’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Pastor Au gave the closing prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-we took last few shots as a fellowship &amp; invited Frankel's brothers &amp;amp; sisters in Christ to join us too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Goodnite Everybody as we made our departure, for now, but God-willing, in His eternal good grace, to meet the next time round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;at the end of the day, kudos to the organising committee, for every1 who put so much time &amp;amp; effort into the event, and for us all for making it good in God's abundant grace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Emmanuel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wei Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-5304234459576719809?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5304234459576719809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=5304234459576719809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5304234459576719809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/5304234459576719809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/03/review-combined-brethren-churches-games.html' title='Review: Combined Brethren Churches Games-Buffet Dinner-Music Fest'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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-372991490727980954.post-3280227568512822405</id><published>2007-03-15T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T04:07:57.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rfj954OmgFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JUamwAR8QBs/s1600-h/FlyerforMusicEvent(CombinedChurches).bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~Combined Brethren Churches &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BuffetDinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MusicFest&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042058953629270098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rfj954OmgFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JUamwAR8QBs/s320/FlyerforMusicEvent(CombinedChurches).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember our &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Date&lt;/span&gt;:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Youths&lt;/u&gt; Only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet in church for final practice of two &lt;em&gt;a cappellas&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take good care of your beautiful voices!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meaning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt; indulging in chocs &amp; biscuits (esp Dor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Drink lots of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beverageinstitute.org/healthcare_professionals/hydration_qa.shtml"&gt;water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.itmonline.org/arts/luohanguo.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;LuoHanGuo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hoe, we know u dun like LHG but for once pls?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How much water to drink? Find out &lt;a href="http://www.beverageinstitute.org/hydration/hydration_calculator.shtml"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also be ready to sing &amp; sweat it out:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Teens &amp;amp; Youths!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet in our church BPMC, we will go down to&lt;br /&gt;Frankel Church (near Kembangan)&lt;br /&gt;together in church van&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3-3.15pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrival at Frankel Church, Registration,&lt;br /&gt;Groupings for Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.30-5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Arrival at Katong School for Games&lt;br /&gt;(next to Frankel Church)&lt;br /&gt;We'll be having fun in the school field &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.45pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffet Dinner and Set up Stage for Concert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Proceed to Chapel... Quiet down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-8.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Music Concert!&lt;br /&gt;Our Youths will be presenting 2 &lt;em&gt;a cappellas&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. 有一位大于你和我 / Somebody Bigger Than You &amp;amp; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. The Command Of Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programme expected to end around &lt;strong&gt;8.30-9pm&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;** Note cos we are playing under the sun,&lt;br /&gt;so if you are those who perspire alot,&lt;br /&gt;kindly bring along spare T-shirt to change as we'll be entering chapel for concert:)&lt;br /&gt;If u are afraid of the big sun,&lt;br /&gt;bring along ur sunblock blah blah,&lt;br /&gt;or if u want a good tan, u can just go as u are:)&lt;br /&gt;Let us go and have fun, and make new friends and expand our horizons! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Wei Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-3280227568512822405?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/3280227568512822405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=3280227568512822405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/3280227568512822405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/3280227568512822405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/03/combined-brethren-churches-games.html' title=''/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G1yYBKVKRJo/Rfj954OmgFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JUamwAR8QBs/s72-c/FlyerforMusicEvent(CombinedChurches).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372991490727980954.post-576389267058445694</id><published>2007-03-13T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T04:13:44.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome All!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hello hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;欢藤团契&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Welcome!!! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;for us all to connect with one another over the week (aside from meeting on sundays &amp; for special occasions), it would be good idea to set up this blog for us to post updates, prayer requests, photos, sharings, encouragements, schedules.... the list goes on! anything at all under the sun:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;some notes about the name of our blog-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we shd all know this verse from the Bible:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yet, O LORD, you are our Father.&lt;br /&gt;We are the clay, you are the potter;&lt;br /&gt;we are all the work of your hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Isaiah+64:8&amp;version=31"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 64:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;耶和华啊，现在你仍是我们的父！&lt;br /&gt;我们是泥，你是窑匠；我们都是你手的工作。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;以赛亚书 64:8&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;indeed, without God as our Potter, we the clay will just be an amorphous lump of brown stuff which has no function in this world, but God chose to breathe the breath of life into us and He did not stop there-- He moulds us lovingly, bit by bit, to be more like Him each day, moment by moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pray as we are moulded, we will continue to grow more and more like Chirst, and may all we do and say be His perfect crafting, nothing less!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;All praise and glory to our Potter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And may the Clay go forth to shine for the Potter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;In His Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Wei Teen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/372991490727980954-576389267058445694?l=potternclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/feeds/576389267058445694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=372991490727980954&amp;postID=576389267058445694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/576389267058445694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/372991490727980954/posts/default/576389267058445694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potternclay.blogspot.com/2007/03/welcome-all.html' title='Welcome All!'/><author><name>The-Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13819725137086483854</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>
