<?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-6130065432950619024</id><updated>2011-12-02T17:51:41.574-08:00</updated><category term='Worship'/><category term='choice'/><category term='Kenny'/><category term='Promise'/><category term='vision'/><category term='DAD'/><category term='PRAYER'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Pave the way'/><category term='New Season'/><category term='BIG enough'/><category term='Faithfulness'/><category term='&quot;G&quot;'/><category term='juzwannaspill'/><category term='Awareness of His presence'/><title type='text'>DAD's PrECIous</title><subtitle type='html'>I keep learning that I'll get to stand on the mountain only after i go through the valley...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-7470023516044908553</id><published>2011-12-01T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T17:51:41.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shepherd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad's shower of blessing...introducing Jethro, which means a shepherd, a priest. A priest job is first minister to Him. So yayyyy, i wanna minister to His heart coz He's just so awesome! He told me I am to pick up and stand up. He's given me the authority and He wants me to rise up....&lt;br /&gt;DAD's beauty compels me to sing! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-c7PT9zlWv3o/TtfAPj338RI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2IKD3-HY0Is/PhotoShake.jpg'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-7470023516044908553?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/7470023516044908553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=7470023516044908553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7470023516044908553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7470023516044908553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2011/12/shepherd.html' title='Shepherd'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-c7PT9zlWv3o/TtfAPj338RI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2IKD3-HY0Is/s72-c/PhotoShake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-851470110180329312</id><published>2011-07-07T08:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T08:54:44.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>childhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div 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type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2011/07/childhood.html' title='childhood'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CxiHJ8B7ESk/ThXWwnZDpSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gx0BQCd5Xuw/s72-c/PhotoShake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-4892499212331837155</id><published>2011-04-22T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:47:43.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ijuzwannaspill</title><content type='html'>you see the ground you're tossed around you run around&lt;br /&gt;you look above you'll beat the tough you reach above&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-4892499212331837155?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/4892499212331837155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=4892499212331837155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4892499212331837155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4892499212331837155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-see-ground-youre-tossed-around-you.html' title='ijuzwannaspill'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-5433840152874116114</id><published>2011-03-20T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:19:48.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIG enough'/><title type='text'>Sakura Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-52dbec6c5484e694" 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://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D52dbec6c5484e694%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331257662%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF75DA8C9AC0A224C56FEF4522ABE938534121CE.40E17F9249DD3E0AB7F61B2B2D3B33D5CC985110%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D52dbec6c5484e694%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db1L_rHh6Ccl9afHqaLL5OChRlEY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D52dbec6c5484e694%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331257662%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF75DA8C9AC0A224C56FEF4522ABE938534121CE.40E17F9249DD3E0AB7F61B2B2D3B33D5CC985110%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D52dbec6c5484e694%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db1L_rHh6Ccl9afHqaLL5OChRlEY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a trip to the land of the rising sun on March 7-17.&lt;br /&gt;And a major triplet disaster took place on March 11, yet by the grace of DAD, the team and i made it out safely.&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a summary on what i was doing during the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed,&lt;br /&gt;-Dadsprecious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-5433840152874116114?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/5433840152874116114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=5433840152874116114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5433840152874116114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5433840152874116114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2011/03/sakura-trip.html' title='Sakura Trip'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-7647301669352082879</id><published>2011-01-30T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T04:17:26.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something about dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TUVVr9FRBsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cM73LHI8ZCE/s1600/images%2B%25281%2529.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TUVVr9FRBsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cM73LHI8ZCE/s320/images%2B%25281%2529.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567950727932872386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched a movie that really helped me.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, a dog really knows how to love its master.&lt;br /&gt;What they do best seems to be knowing their master and to love their masters.&lt;br /&gt;If a dog is loved and given a home to stay, it'll see the master's life as theirs.&lt;br /&gt;It'll know what it means to be part of the family and that it'll know its role in it.&lt;br /&gt;It'll protect the family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reflect upon my own life.&lt;br /&gt;I reflect upon my relationship with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much loved by Him and that He widely opens His arms to welcome me.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i have showed him my loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One line that struck me from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;"a dog doesn't need a car, doesn't need fancy clothes; all they know is if you give 'em your heart, they'll give you theirs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i know how to give my heart to my master, in this case, my Dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reminding me about this Dad..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reminding me who i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a dog knows its master, i should be better coz i'm not a dog..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-7647301669352082879?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/7647301669352082879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=7647301669352082879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7647301669352082879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7647301669352082879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2011/01/something-about-dogs.html' title='something about dogs'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TUVVr9FRBsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cM73LHI8ZCE/s72-c/images%2B%25281%2529.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-5375590824721128301</id><published>2011-01-07T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:33:39.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>is just a four-letter word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard to understand to what extend we ought to show love. It's not as easy as putting the 4 letters into a word.&lt;br /&gt;As i was processing this, i was led to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Watch what God does, and then you do it, like children who learn proper behavior from their parents. Mostly what God does is love you. Keep company with him and learn a life of love. Observe how Christ loved us. His love was not cautious but extravagant. He didn't love in order to get something from us but to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;give everything&lt;/span&gt; of himself to us. Love like that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 5:1-2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-5375590824721128301?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/5375590824721128301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=5375590824721128301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5375590824721128301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5375590824721128301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2011/01/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-8004616567384353193</id><published>2011-01-07T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:18:41.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"times like these is hard to see but somehow i have a peace you're near..&lt;br /&gt;and i pray that you will use my life in whatever way your name is glorified&lt;br /&gt;even if surrendering means leaving everything behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my life has never been this clear&lt;br /&gt;now i know the reason why i'm here&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know why you're alive until you know what you would die for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know i don't have much to give&lt;br /&gt;but i promise you i'll give you all there is&lt;br /&gt;can i possibly do less when through your own death i live"&lt;br /&gt;-MercyMe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-8004616567384353193?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/8004616567384353193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=8004616567384353193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/8004616567384353193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/8004616567384353193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2011/01/times-like-these-is-hard-to-see-but.html' title=''/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-4247155554836514378</id><published>2010-12-24T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:57:15.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TRVzv550YnI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/eUDyyQLfgx0/s1600/Christmas%252C%252C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TRVzv550YnI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/eUDyyQLfgx0/s320/Christmas%252C%252C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554472982265750130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always dreamed about seeing snow and being on it.&lt;br /&gt;And today is my Dad's birthday and He brought me to see it :)&lt;br /&gt;I am so thrilled. WHich Dad celebrating his own birthday but gives present at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;It is only the Daddy God...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-4247155554836514378?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/4247155554836514378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=4247155554836514378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4247155554836514378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4247155554836514378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TRVzv550YnI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/eUDyyQLfgx0/s72-c/Christmas%252C%252C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-6219845761222919022</id><published>2010-12-13T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:23:08.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juzwannaspill'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Everyone is in some kind of chapter of life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is so easy to get trapped in the middle of a scene where life all of a sudden becomes so hard that we just wanna walk away from it.&lt;br /&gt;It can be struggles with people, struggles with situations that we find not in accordance with what we picture it in our mind as we step into it.&lt;br /&gt;At first, we thought we were strong enough to face everything &lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;reality kicks in. &lt;br /&gt;We are human and we do have weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we think we are not strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;We want to just let go.&lt;br /&gt;When the wind and the storm seem to be very strong, we start to think: "I am human. I can't handle this."&lt;br /&gt;We're losing strength to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;We're giving ourselves a reason to let go&lt;br /&gt;We seek justification to let go. "I am just human who has limit."&lt;br /&gt;"I think  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are we holding onto?"&lt;br /&gt;Is it IDEALISM? For me, idealism tells me that things should go this way, now that it is nowhere near there, i don't want it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it Right to be right? It tells me that I am right, the other person is wrong. I have told them and they won't listen so i think i've done my part so that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, as i took time to listen, i heard DAD's voice in my heart: "Why are you here in the first place?"&lt;br /&gt;Then i start to think why I am here in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm back in the game... I'll try harder and the good news is always that DAD is with me to give me strength because i know why I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up once and learned it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Where there is no vision, the people perish"&lt;br /&gt;-Proverbs 29:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-6219845761222919022?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/6219845761222919022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=6219845761222919022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6219845761222919022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6219845761222919022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/12/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-3158962988823684164</id><published>2010-12-07T00:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T00:29:07.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish...</title><content type='html'>I wish the air was not so tight..&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could see light..&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had might..&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could take the flight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me sight;&lt;br /&gt;Do give me light;&lt;br /&gt;Pour down your might;&lt;br /&gt;so i could fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i should turn on the light,&lt;br /&gt;walk out of the plight,&lt;br /&gt;into the wondrous day so bright,&lt;br /&gt;to win the fight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i have you to stand up and fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;He stood me up on a wide-open field; &lt;br /&gt;      I stood there saved—surprised to be loved!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Psalms 18:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TP3smANOGXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/xCipF-RV6Wg/s1600/IMG_0911%252C%252C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TP3smANOGXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/xCipF-RV6Wg/s320/IMG_0911%252C%252C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547850453624953202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-3158962988823684164?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/3158962988823684164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=3158962988823684164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/3158962988823684164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/3158962988823684164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish.html' title='I wish...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TP3smANOGXI/AAAAAAAAAVE/xCipF-RV6Wg/s72-c/IMG_0911%252C%252C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-6161012619025516892</id><published>2010-12-02T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T09:26:39.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying without wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfQW4Dq3JI/AAAAAAAAAUk/8KNCAgWMPxw/s1600/IMG_0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfQW4Dq3JI/AAAAAAAAAUk/8KNCAgWMPxw/s320/IMG_0648.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546130557553532050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it is really an opportunity i had.&lt;br /&gt;I tried applying for US visa and three times i was denied US visa. ANd the fourth time i applied during SBS, DAD really brought me through.&lt;br /&gt;Now here i am in LA with my mom. It has been almost two days. I have been enjoying what i have so far. It is really an opportunity to get to know my mom. I got to babysit with her, seeing the life she is living here. THroughout the 28 years of my life, this is probably the closest i've seen her, both physically and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfScKmvt3I/AAAAAAAAAUs/UWyBjEO0_Ts/s1600/IMG_0679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfScKmvt3I/AAAAAAAAAUs/UWyBjEO0_Ts/s320/IMG_0679.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546132847455090546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my mom are staying in the living room of her friend's house. She's renting her living room coz she can't afford much now. She's working 3,5 hours a day, babysitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfTzjlmiVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/BmelHWStJNE/s1600/IMG_0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfTzjlmiVI/AAAAAAAAAU0/BmelHWStJNE/s320/IMG_0685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546134348809800018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect LA to be as cold as it is now. I was unprepared. But thank GOd, i could use my mom's jacket coz we both are pretty much the same size. (compliment for her, not for me i guess) hahaha.. So yesterday we went downtown getting a blanket. We had tacos that they sell on a truck. It was yummy. $1 each. We both had 2 each.&lt;br /&gt;My mom left only $1 in her wallet. It was pretty surprising for me i almost teared but i held it back.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have loads of $$ but thank God i was given USD20 for the journey from Singapore to LA that i didn;t get to use on the way. And two friends passed me SGD50 each. I will be staying here for 7 weeks. I am really flying without wings here.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i woke up and passed $20 to my mom as she was going for work. She refused it but i insisted and of course i won :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know My Dad is out there coz he told me as i looked outta the window on the plane before it took off from Singapore airport:&lt;br /&gt;"I am taking you on my pinions. My wings are safe and strong enough to take you places"&lt;br /&gt;So, i am rest assured. I am flying without wings coz i know my Dad's wings are around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"He will cover you with his pinions, and under His wings you will find refuge; His faithfulness is a shield and buckler" - Psalms 91:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfWwAqaQzI/AAAAAAAAAU8/IkxNH1NIImc/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfWwAqaQzI/AAAAAAAAAU8/IkxNH1NIImc/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546137586430001970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-6161012619025516892?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/6161012619025516892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=6161012619025516892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6161012619025516892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6161012619025516892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/12/flying-without-wings.html' title='Flying without wings'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfQW4Dq3JI/AAAAAAAAAUk/8KNCAgWMPxw/s72-c/IMG_0648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-8197140943164986680</id><published>2010-12-02T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T08:54:06.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The whole nine months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfPJ1Ij7eI/AAAAAAAAAUc/HzLzp-5OGPk/s1600/IMG_0619%252C%252C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfPJ1Ij7eI/AAAAAAAAAUc/HzLzp-5OGPk/s320/IMG_0619%252C%252C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546129233918815714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooHoooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;TWEET TWEETTTT!&lt;br /&gt;I have survived 9 months of SBS (School of Biblical Studies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT has really been tough for me but it was worth every single pain! :)&lt;br /&gt;For those who do not understand, i am the kind who can't sit still for more than an hour, i gotta keep moving coz i'm a kinesthetic learner. But this SBS is the kinda school whereyou gotta sit and study all day. it is beyond what i could imagine. It was really my DAD up there that has been giving me strength and hope. He is indeed the treasure worth going through 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;After all, the whole nine moths has birthed within me a new person who knows what discipline and self control really means and the greatest treasure is to have a deeper intimacy with DAD through His words like never before. I used to treat the Bible like sleeping pills but now i have a better understanding about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 months are too short to know Him so i believe this is not the end, it is just the beginning of everything coz after knowing, it's time to live it out then we'll figure out that it's the truth not just some nice words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to experience many things in the school. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Conflicts&lt;/span&gt;, both inner and outer. Inner in terms of battling with myself and questions that i had in my mind, and telling myself to press on when i felt like letting go. Outer conflict would challenges like choosing to show love to others when i feel that they don't deserve it (so conflict with others but it is an opportunity to practice love) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Discipline&lt;/span&gt;, in terms of telling myself to do something i don't feel like doing but i know it's gonna do good to me. Financial challenge like school fees where i had to pay $2150 per each semester (total 3 semester, you do the math) not to mention the daily expenses.&lt;br /&gt;The 1st semester fee came from someone i don't know through someone that said a donor just wanted to share blessings and i got to be one of the chosen ones to receive it. The 2nd semester fee came from up above (refer to my post below entitled "A LOVE LETTER"). The 3rd fee was quite a story too. I decided to put my camera, the Kenny (refer to prev posts) on ebay so that i could pay up some of the fees. As i was dealing with some potential customers on ebay, sending the current pics of the camera to one of them in the morning, later in the evening one couple texted me saying that they were sending my schoolfee. I broke down and cried because i was so ready to say g'bye to my camera. That was really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, one of my great friends came to SIngapore struggling and fighting cancer. I was helping her and saw how God worked in her and through her. I got to learn so much from her and God in the situations. She passed away. But God is amazing and her life was a testimony coz she said (refer to the word in english on the botttom part of the pic): &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfNE2EoI8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/_BijPWeEsgc/s1600/33444_1536344201261_1014529338_31541030_7649303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfNE2EoI8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/_BijPWeEsgc/s320/33444_1536344201261_1014529338_31541030_7649303_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546126949248148418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was one heck of experience too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the whole nine months have taught me tons!&lt;br /&gt;If I turned back time, i still would do it all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but i press on to take hold od that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the foal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Jesus Christ Jesus. Let us live up to what we have already attained" -Philippians 3:12-14,16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-8197140943164986680?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/8197140943164986680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=8197140943164986680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/8197140943164986680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/8197140943164986680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/12/whole-nine-months.html' title='The whole nine months'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TPfPJ1Ij7eI/AAAAAAAAAUc/HzLzp-5OGPk/s72-c/IMG_0619%252C%252C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-8466084222742974566</id><published>2010-06-28T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T07:36:44.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithfulness'/><title type='text'>Learning all over again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TCixbAa1AtI/AAAAAAAAAUE/1ifS54iq_PE/s1600/IMG_5061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TCixbAa1AtI/AAAAAAAAAUE/1ifS54iq_PE/s320/IMG_5061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487831223478059730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been leaning more about myself lately through people around me. I saw how my heart can be so mean in how i treat people. I am working on it now as i found out more stinky attitude in me.&lt;br /&gt;"KUNGFU is in EVERYthing we DO, It is about how we TREAT others" - KARATE KID 2010&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is something i learn. If i worship the ALMIGHTY, one of the ways i worship HIM is through how i treat others around me. I was greatly reminded that WORSHIP is in everything that we do.&lt;br /&gt;BE DEVOTED to ONE ANOTHER&lt;br /&gt;I was somehow challenged to bless some people eventhough i was not at a place to be in abundance to bless others. If i do bless them, i'd be COMPLETELY dependant on Dad in terms of how i survive each day. But since GOD spoke and i am learning how to worship Him, i put it into action, indeed i blessed some people with whatever i have.&lt;br /&gt;Today as i was spending time with Dad in the city, i was walking down towards base, and randomly i went to the ATM.&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, I saw numbers on the screen. I took my ATM card out and put it back in again. It was still the same.&lt;br /&gt;I was so surprised! I teared as i walked back. I went to Supermarket to buy some groceries to make food tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And as i walked back i bought a sticker that says: "BE DEVOTED TO ONE ANOTHER". I felt this was some follow up to what Dad has spoken to me in terms of how i treat others. I'm learning to be devoted to others.&lt;br /&gt;I've been really learning again and again. As you all know that besides SBS, I am involved in the Worship team in the base. And we all have been receiving some message as we gathered to pray that we need to follow through what we've been receiving from God. Even a speaker exhorted the base one time: "What was the last thing God spoke to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i am learning to be faithful in what he speaks to me now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Let's Fight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-8466084222742974566?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/8466084222742974566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=8466084222742974566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/8466084222742974566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/8466084222742974566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/06/learning-all-over-again.html' title='Learning all over again...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/TCixbAa1AtI/AAAAAAAAAUE/1ifS54iq_PE/s72-c/IMG_5061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-5780072824213607123</id><published>2010-06-21T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:44:03.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIG enough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithfulness'/><title type='text'>"It is done"</title><content type='html'>Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is done, yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;We finished the New Testament part, which took around 4 months for it to end.&lt;br /&gt;Now i am coming to to the Old Testament. Man, it is gonna take 5 months for us to cover the whole thing! really big deal here! Pheww.. but thank Dad, His grace is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently things have been happening around me. I was so tired and felt like i had no energy to stand up. But i really thank Dad for seeing me through. One of the recent things happened was last night when my brother text me last night. He told me about stuffs that happened at home. It was so hard to hear what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i went out of the room i was in, i took a really long walk and cried out to Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems are reminder that we are not perfect yet the perfect God is out there for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning i checked with my brother and found out from him that it went ok. Phew. When he said it is done, it is really done :) He cannot deny his faithfulness and Bigness indeed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-5780072824213607123?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/5780072824213607123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=5780072824213607123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5780072824213607123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5780072824213607123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-is-done.html' title='&quot;It is done&quot;'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-7455485471321251856</id><published>2010-05-06T00:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:06:51.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIG enough'/><title type='text'>A love letter</title><content type='html'>This morning, i was walking down the street from my dorm to the school, i stopped at a shop thinking to buy a bottle of soft drink but then i decided not to coz i wanted to save some $$ coz i was really low on budget. So, i went straight to school. &lt;br /&gt;We had PRATA and CURRY for the break. HAd a good chat with a staff and then i went back to class, grabbed my chair and saw a tip of something under my jacket. I was so happy i found a letter there underneath my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the to toilet to read it (FYI: i just love chilling in toilet ^_^).&lt;br /&gt;There and then i broke down, cried. You won't BELIEVE what i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S-KDf-mjTTI/AAAAAAAAATE/5qDCavSAMH4/s1600/IMG_3072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S-KDf-mjTTI/AAAAAAAAATE/5qDCavSAMH4/s320/IMG_3072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468077482985082162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAAA... That's what i got today!!!&lt;br /&gt;I found $2100 in there and clearly stated 4 SBS (the school i'm doing).&lt;br /&gt;The amazing thing is, SBS fee is $2150, and i got $2100. Then I remembered in the toilet that i've had the $50 paid from the balance of the 1st payment. Huaaaaa.. God is AMAZING!! Thank you for praying with and for me all the time! :) Gosh, He does take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-7455485471321251856?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/7455485471321251856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=7455485471321251856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7455485471321251856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7455485471321251856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-letter.html' title='A love letter'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S-KDf-mjTTI/AAAAAAAAATE/5qDCavSAMH4/s72-c/IMG_3072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-2181308549380894921</id><published>2010-05-03T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:07:51.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithfulness'/><title type='text'>Beach time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9-VYB5ZsCI/AAAAAAAAASU/jPYkMXnjfTE/s1600/IMG_2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9-VYB5ZsCI/AAAAAAAAASU/jPYkMXnjfTE/s320/IMG_2685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467252712709664802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a great time at the beach with my friends last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;We finished homework and we went for some dinner at the food court there. A friend of mine was not able to eat as the person didn't have money. So, with the little i had, i just bought fried rice for the person. Then we continued with worship by the beach and ended it with intercession time for Singapore! It was so great! I got to use G (my guitar) outside for the 1st time. While we were worshiping, God showed us a really beautiful moon that was rising up but I failed to take a good pic of it. by the time i took it, it was not as beautiful anymore, here's what i got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9-XwQpZPII/AAAAAAAAASk/21BT5sO3gko/s1600/IMG_2703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9-XwQpZPII/AAAAAAAAASk/21BT5sO3gko/s320/IMG_2703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467255328009174146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,you know what? Yesterday I was left with +/- $15 and I had to go out with my friend in the evening coz it was pretty much arranged way beforehand. So I had to go. Just before I left, somebody knocked at my door passed me a white paper, which then I found $120 in it.I was like: "whoaaaa" and i asked the angel that sent it and they said that the person really felt it was for me. The person HAD NO CLUE that i was in need as this month i had to pay for many administration stuffs, but DAD is so faithful! The little i blessed my friend, and he returned abundantly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad really sees me through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But as for me, my prayer is to you, O LORD. At an acceptable time, O God, in the abundance of your steadfast love answer me in your saving faithfulness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Psalm 69:13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-2181308549380894921?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/2181308549380894921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=2181308549380894921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/2181308549380894921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/2181308549380894921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/05/beach-time.html' title='Beach time!'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9-VYB5ZsCI/AAAAAAAAASU/jPYkMXnjfTE/s72-c/IMG_2685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-4008504841315731331</id><published>2010-04-28T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T20:29:00.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choice'/><title type='text'>Am I strong enough?</title><content type='html'>Today i'm strong, the next day i am not, then another day I'm alright again.&lt;br /&gt;am, am not, am, am not.&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of this pattern. How to actually stay strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the thing is, there is never a day I won't find something that is not discouraging.&lt;br /&gt;BUT the good news is I know where i can find my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can never live a day without that strength.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that He is always there gives me security.&lt;br /&gt;The security enables me to make my choice, &lt;br /&gt;either to get down or to get up.&lt;br /&gt;It is really not about how much i get hit, &lt;br /&gt;but it is about how much i can get hit and keep going forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--When i thought, "My foot slips," your steadfast love, O Lord, held me up--&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 94:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9jtApnISiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ffj8uuMe1j4/s1600/IMG_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9jtApnISiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ffj8uuMe1j4/s320/IMG_2128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465378743239854626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-4008504841315731331?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/4008504841315731331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=4008504841315731331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4008504841315731331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4008504841315731331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-im-strong-next-day-i-am-not-then.html' title='Am I strong enough?'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9jtApnISiI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ffj8uuMe1j4/s72-c/IMG_2128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-2714434733446904034</id><published>2010-04-26T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:05:17.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juzwannaspill'/><title type='text'>It is I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9Zh0th4geI/AAAAAAAAAQE/SNwOcUX5X0g/s1600/IMG_2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9Zh0th4geI/AAAAAAAAAQE/SNwOcUX5X0g/s320/IMG_2452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464662756063478242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I have emotions,&lt;br /&gt;I have ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I speak my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I love me,&lt;br /&gt;I love people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see,&lt;br /&gt;I smell,&lt;br /&gt;I perceive,&lt;br /&gt;I think,&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just have one heart.&lt;br /&gt;Breakable...&lt;br /&gt;was broken indeed..&lt;br /&gt;Restored, renewed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ... more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-2714434733446904034?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/2714434733446904034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=2714434733446904034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/2714434733446904034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/2714434733446904034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-is-i.html' title='It is I'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S9Zh0th4geI/AAAAAAAAAQE/SNwOcUX5X0g/s72-c/IMG_2452.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-6285949506074575709</id><published>2010-04-21T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T02:45:33.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pave the way'/><title type='text'>Pave the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S8-94ZrRqnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/RKUMtzn-bp4/s1600/830_medium,.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S8-94ZrRqnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/RKUMtzn-bp4/s320/830_medium,.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462793649686424178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a chance to usher people into worship today.&lt;br /&gt;Me, G and my living friend, Jasmin (haha), got the chance to do so.&lt;br /&gt;I was so amazed at how Dad worked thru us today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt to speak out to the group about specific thing and led them into some kind of response, so i did.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it was so beautiful to see it. I got to see people responded to the Lord in a beautiful way that you just can't help but thanking Him and loving Him more.&lt;br /&gt;It somehow paved the way for Dad to move and His people to stand and run to Him and find Him running towards them as well. Some cried and responded to take His hand to trust Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home, walking, feeling so overwhelmed with the love i witnessed today.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, you won't believe this, as i am typing this, my i-tunes is actually playing and as i typed paved the way, this voice was playing on my i-tunes, "Lydia, you build stepping stones".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely forgot about these words spoken over me by Jeff Littleton a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. thank you for the privilege of being able to walk in it, Dad.. Thank you for guiding me.. Keep guiding me please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guys, i pray that you'll pave the way for Him, too, in anything and everything that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pave the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lift up your heads, open the door, let the King od Glory come in"&lt;br /&gt;-Psalms 24&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-6285949506074575709?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/6285949506074575709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=6285949506074575709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6285949506074575709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6285949506074575709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/04/pave-way.html' title='Pave the way'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S8-94ZrRqnI/AAAAAAAAAPk/RKUMtzn-bp4/s72-c/830_medium,.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-3530064610752657757</id><published>2010-04-21T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:27:47.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;G&quot;'/><title type='text'>A journey of . . . (my fam's update, too)</title><content type='html'>Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a month and a half since my family has been going through that issue of our house and financial situation.&lt;br /&gt;When all these things were pretty much unstable, i felt DAD was really showing me His Bigness and Goodness. He simply told me to be still and trust in Him. It was a real challenge for me as i felt so bad not being able to be with my family. So, i really learned to surrender and put my trust completely to Him. Well, then, YES, indeed He has showed me His faithfulness over and over again. I was able to be still and focus on my study and He is taking care of my family. So far the auction is NOT happening and the little fried chicken tent that we started a month ago has been going on pretty good. The first week we sold average 4-6pcs daily. Now for the past 3 days, DAD sent people to buy chicken with average selling 40 pcs a day! isn't HE awesome!?! I pray that this little business will go well. Thank you so much for praying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as for my situation in the school, God has been teaching me a lOT. I can't explain one by one here, but yes, i began to love this and enjoying the school as much as i could learn. This has brought me closer to Him in many ways as well as enriching me in so many ways, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am trusting DAD, He has been showing me His love through my personal worship as He spoke to me. Amazingly, he showed His tangible love, too, to confirm what i've received through my personal time with Him. I've recently received a guitar, too! Woww. a 2nd hand guitar but it is really nice. It was NICELY what i've wanted in a guitar. I didn't know who it was from until now. BUt i know it was DAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S87o8vP3tRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fthUGRWyTp4/s1600/IMG_2124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S87o8vP3tRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fthUGRWyTp4/s320/IMG_2124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462559528219817234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thank Him for everything.. Pheww.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, please continue to pray for me so i can finish this race.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for having stood by me in ways you could whether in prayers or any other ways. i really appreciate it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i have learned to really go deep in finding His heartbeat and to respond in ways i could. I would find myself wake up in the middle of the night praying for some people or even a country that the next thing i know, they or the country went through some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really learned to just do it as i hear. As i learn: "So what if I'm wrong?" As long as it is not a criminal stuffs, if it's to pray and to bless others, then I'll just do it. It is a journey to hear His heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trip over, stumble, fall, and pick myself up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;-Lyds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is gracious, compassionate, slow to anger, and rich in love"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-3530064610752657757?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/3530064610752657757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=3530064610752657757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/3530064610752657757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/3530064610752657757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/04/journey-of.html' title='A journey of . . . (my fam&apos;s update, too)'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S87o8vP3tRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/fthUGRWyTp4/s72-c/IMG_2124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-7043349199958986148</id><published>2010-04-07T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T11:04:07.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awareness of His presence'/><title type='text'>What a great reminder..</title><content type='html'>I felt a jump within me as i heard someone taught 2 years ago. He said something like this:&lt;br /&gt;"Have the awareness of God's presence that constantly is with us"&lt;br /&gt;I began to ask myself: "how to be aware of his presence?"&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched this movie and i learned so much out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Now that i've watched it thousand times yet still i am enriched as always..&lt;br /&gt;Having the awareness of God's presence is basically having the heart that desires to see Him in our daily life, everywhere we go, in everything we see or do..&lt;br /&gt;That way it helps a lot to open the eyes of our heart. Daily i'm asking: "What do you want to show me?", "What do you have today that i need to know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as i watched again, a line in the movie goes like this: "What's stopping you from coming to me?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-7043349199958986148?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/7043349199958986148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=7043349199958986148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7043349199958986148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7043349199958986148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-stopping-you-from-coming-to-me.html' title='What a great reminder..'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-6084930379868887217</id><published>2010-04-07T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T10:28:08.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenny'/><title type='text'>Introducing Kenny...</title><content type='html'>today my friend randomly told me:&lt;br /&gt;"hey today is a happy day right?" and i quickly said: "yes it is!"&lt;br /&gt;Then, smiling, my friend replied: "Jesus has a gift for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S79jTnt88YI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ownHS6QgOTQ/s1600/DSCF2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S79jTnt88YI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ownHS6QgOTQ/s320/DSCF2018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458190462126715266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i got this today! Isn't He amazing????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 1:17&lt;br /&gt;"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-6084930379868887217?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/6084930379868887217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=6084930379868887217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6084930379868887217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6084930379868887217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/04/introducing-kenny.html' title='Introducing Kenny...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S79jTnt88YI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ownHS6QgOTQ/s72-c/DSCF2018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-2635327768996090197</id><published>2010-03-16T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:13:16.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little light</title><content type='html'>A little update on my fam's situation.&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, i wanna thank you you for praying with me in my family situation. It hasn’t been easy for me walking through this away from home but your encouragement has helped building my faith up. I’ve been praying if I should be home and help out, but I just keep having a sense of no to it. So I am truly entrusting all these to God’s mighty hand by praying for them everytime I think of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that my family has been doing really well emotionally as they have been standing together to seek God. Few days ago the Holy Spirit worked among my family’s prayer time and touched my stepmom that she praying in tongue for the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, when I was home before SBS started, I had a chance to have a discussion with my dad regarding what we could do to help our finances. And I brought an idea of selling “ayam kremes” (meaning: crispy chicken) that my stepmom makes. So they gave it a try. She tried to spread the words to her friends in the school where my little brother goes to and received quite some order. It is a set of: 1pcs of chicken +rice and some vegetables for 12,000 Rupiah (= SGD 1.80 or USD 1.35). Praise God for that.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S6B_xPu0cNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/y51aApfiQzs/s1600-h/the+tent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S6B_xPu0cNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/y51aApfiQzs/s320/the+tent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449496033131524306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my dad decided to put up a little tent to sell the chicken. I attached the picture to this email. We started it two days ago. We sold 5 pcs on the 1st day. Please pray that at least it can help us having something to start with. Thank you so much for standing with me. Pray that I will be able to focus completely on SBS as I really get distracted a lot whenever I think of my family back home.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S6B_RqC4zbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/CXAiD2TbYBA/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S6B_RqC4zbI/AAAAAAAAAOk/CXAiD2TbYBA/s320/house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449495490439204274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep praying that someone will buy our house that is combined with the ware house and office that my dad's business is run. Here's a pic of it,too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;-Lyds-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-2635327768996090197?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/2635327768996090197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=2635327768996090197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/2635327768996090197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/2635327768996090197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-light.html' title='A little light'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S6B_xPu0cNI/AAAAAAAAAOs/y51aApfiQzs/s72-c/the+tent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-5285110426661992573</id><published>2010-03-12T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T04:13:30.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for my family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S5ovU6lFykI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JmURlnA_2-k/s1600-h/DSCF2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S5ovU6lFykI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JmURlnA_2-k/s320/DSCF2029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447718735626750530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys, if you can take just some time to pray for my family as we are going through some difficulties. Our house is going to be put on auction next month. We are praying for miracle to take place that someone will just buy the house instead of auctioned. If it is auctioned then, my family will need a place to stay. This time is a difficult time for me but i am trusting Him for opportunity to see His greatness in the situation no matter what the outcome is like. He is BIG enough and GOOD enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-5285110426661992573?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/5285110426661992573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=5285110426661992573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5285110426661992573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5285110426661992573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/03/pray-for-my-family.html' title='Pray for my family'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S5ovU6lFykI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JmURlnA_2-k/s72-c/DSCF2029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-3224678365462489270</id><published>2010-03-04T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:44:17.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Treasure Box</title><content type='html'>Hi guys.. Thanks for all the encouragement..&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty much surviving here in SBS.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't wanna talk about 9 months yet but i must say i am surviving one day at a time. It is NOT easy, really! It is so hard. But the process of digging out the truth ourselves really is such an experience. Galatians is the first book we are studying for this week. I learned so much. Not just from the book but outside the book, too. From the book, i got to see the thread that binds all the pieces of truth about Dad that I was privileged to know before the school. It seems to me like I get to find out about the foundation of some lines we all are familiar with like: "Before the world began you were on His mind." It is really true, not just information or people's teaching or just something that He tells us. And the great part is you dug it out yourself. None's feeding you. Outside the book, i learn more about perseverance in doing something that i don't feel like doing. It's like realizing what's in my heart and then fix it. Gosh, i wish i could share more with you. NO, i wish you could do it yourself and experience it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digging out TREASURES out of an old rugged box. Seriously, i believe we sometimes treat the book as an old box that we don't wanna touch unless we really intentionally want to find something. This time, the box is put right in front of you and you get to find out what's in it. Gosh, just as what Dad has revealed to me earlier, this school is really about laying a foundation of what we know, what we thought we might know, and even figuring out what we don't know or never think of. Getting to see the context of everything and being able to discover things about God ourselves. It is really such a priceless time to have. but i must say it comes with a huge price. You all know how relational i am and how much i love being outdoor. I am actually a night person whose ideas come at night and that i am alive at night. Yet in this school i am to lay down all those and come to a place of seeing that He is all i have, He is all i want, and He is all i do. He is the fun. I must say i don't really have the strength to finish every homework given, but the only motivation i have now is i want to find a way to know Him more by trying my BEST to finish bits by bits of the homework given. I know and realize the grace given, and i am embracing it now. Thanks a lot for journeying with me. Press on in anything that you do, guys..&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a glimpse of the class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4-uaRoPJoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CQiamqhILcE/s1600-h/Photo+on+2010-03-02+at+15.47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4-uaRoPJoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CQiamqhILcE/s320/Photo+on+2010-03-02+at+15.47.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444762240946218626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-3224678365462489270?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/3224678365462489270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=3224678365462489270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/3224678365462489270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/3224678365462489270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-guys.html' title='The Treasure Box'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4-uaRoPJoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CQiamqhILcE/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-03-02+at+15.47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-8742493658477352081</id><published>2010-03-01T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:46:27.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIG enough'/><title type='text'>The start of SBS Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4vRjYR82aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/shXIDEr4Jc4/s1600-h/SwordBible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4vRjYR82aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/shXIDEr4Jc4/s320/SwordBible.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443674980350744994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phewww…&lt;br /&gt;Today will be a day that I wouldn’t forget!&lt;br /&gt;1st day of SBS yet it was really interestingly challenging. It was so hard to stay focus for some reason. It was not easy, just as I expected. I found it so hard. The first three weeks will be really tough as it starts at 8am til 8.30pm. Well, there'll be a break in between but normally we are given an assignment that we should finish before the evening session starts. The first assignment started today. It was something i really wasn't a fan of. It is called color-coding. We are to do some observations of the Book. It was really difficult. I tried so hard yet i didn't know why my brain and my body wasn't responding at all. Partly because i'm a person that needs to see and get involved in the process of how things are done. I can't just be given instruction. I will have it in my mind yet i just can't seem to put a hand on it. So i broke down and cried. I went out of the room, grabbed my guitar and searched for a place to play. I ended up on the rooftop, my favorite place. It was really sunny hot when i was up there. I just couldn't be bothered by the heat. I just wanted to see Dad! I started playing the guitar, pouring my heart out to Dad. I was so stressed out as i couldn't seem to keep up with the school, and i was even frustrated as it was only the 1st day and i thought of quitting. As i was crying out, i heard Dad said: "Am i not BIG enough for this?" I cried and continued to worship. I was reminded that I am here and chose to be here just because He told me to. I never wanted to be here. I just wanted to know Him more. After an hour crying in the sun, i went back to the room, not knowing how i would do, yet i just trust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4vP9Td-MJI/AAAAAAAAANs/B1z9qI0ngpk/s1600-h/DSC_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4vP9Td-MJI/AAAAAAAAANs/B1z9qI0ngpk/s200/DSC_0167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443673226712330386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend came and walked through with me the method of the study. Somehow it really helped. After that i found myself engaging more with a little bit of excitement in there. I really thank Dad for the grace and strength..&lt;br /&gt;I am just gonna depend on Him and continue to rest on His faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;As the school leader said today, in the midst of our business doing the assigments, don't miss out time to just be with Dad and talk to Him. It'll keep you going... It has kept me going today.. Looking forward for tomorrow.. One day at a time... Thank You, Dad.. You are BIG enough..&lt;br /&gt;PS: Thank you so much for praying with and for me. I want to let you know that my daily need has been covered as someone offered to provide for it. Thank You, Dad.. Please continue to pray with me. I would be thankful if you keep checking the "Pray 4 me" Section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4vSCHSGwQI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dio0XMJl2d0/s1600-h/%EA%B8%B0%EB%8F%841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4vSCHSGwQI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dio0XMJl2d0/s320/%EA%B8%B0%EB%8F%841.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443675508363936002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-8742493658477352081?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/8742493658477352081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=8742493658477352081' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/8742493658477352081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/8742493658477352081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/03/start-of-sbs-journey.html' title='The start of SBS Journey'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4vRjYR82aI/AAAAAAAAAN8/shXIDEr4Jc4/s72-c/SwordBible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-2111072690430786809</id><published>2010-02-26T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:24:41.870-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Season'/><title type='text'>HEre I Am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4fvkK9AW4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/X1l3VWuPZRc/s1600-h/DSCF8257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4fvkK9AW4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/X1l3VWuPZRc/s320/DSCF8257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442582079395093378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaa.. i didn't realize how long i haven't been writing on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;The last time was when i got to go to Perth. =)&lt;br /&gt;I was so amazed how Dad brought me to Perth to do School of Worship (SOW). I spent 2 months in Mexico City for Outreach, and then got back to Singapore last September and went for another outreach to Japan &amp; another 3rd world country last jan. Dad was really amazing.. i just love it whenever He shows me how real He is in circumstances. I love it! He has been working in our team and through us as well. What a privilege!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4fw9-BhYwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/fFV7THyC1wg/s1600-h/DSCF1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4fw9-BhYwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/fFV7THyC1wg/s320/DSCF1066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442583622112600834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore I staffed another school which just ended Feb 4 2010. I feel like i have grown so much in this school despite the fact that i messed up a little bit =) I learned something the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staffing the school this time around really have helped me grow in the area of leadership and so much of character moulding (well, I guess it is pretty much what I want) ^_^ One of the things I learned is getting rid of fear of men. I didn’t really realize that it was such a big thing when it comes to leadership. Fear of men can really put us in a place of indecisiveness. Being a sanguine person, I tend to want to create a circumstance where everyone feels fine. I care about people so I tend to see their needs and tend to want to try to meet that need. And I learned it hard here.  I came to a point: “this isn’t gonna work. There’s no way everybody would be happy.” People will always have something to say, good or bad, agree or disagree. So, I learned from one of my leaders here that a leader will either give pain or receive pain. Yes, I did experience it. It was painfully fun though =) There are a lot more things I learned here but I guess this is one of the most important lesson for me that I could include in here. It’s about Fearing God, which means, asking what He thinks on anything. I find that Fear of God will lead to security and protection from the heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I came back to Singapore, Dad has been teaching me to get back to the Word of God and I’ve been learning to memorize verses. I used to remember verses based on where I highlighted it in the Bible. But He told me to give away my fully beloved highlighted Bible to a friend. So when I got a new Bible I was completely lost in looking for the verses. I wanted to highlight my new Bible but I felt He said not to. So I haven’t been doing it and I’ve started learning to remember the words instead of which part of the Bible it can be found.  It’s been really fun. Difficult, I must say. =) And I don’t know why somehow I felt led to doing School of Biblical Studies (SBS). I completely wanted to run away from it when the idea came to mind. I rebuked the thought of it and just refused to say yes to it til I found myself sleepless at night and couldn’t get rid of the thought in my head until I said yes to it and I was able to sleep then. It was so difficult for me because I just couldn’t find myself fit in the method that SBS applies. I just don’t like it! It drives me nuts. I’ve had three separate weeks of a taste of SBS and I just found myself frustrated coz I couldn’t do it. Plus, I just didn’t wanna do it because I wanted to serve, I wanted to go home. But the call to do it got stronger everytime. So, after I said yes to it, later on I kinda asked Him why I should do it. The I began to see why. School of Worship in Perth has helped me relate to Him and understand His heart in a way that I am wired. But this time, SBS will help me with the foundation of the Word, having the understanding of  it. To give you a background, I am more of a sensing kind of person. Therefore, often I found myself sense something but then I didn’t really know what it was and I was afraid if it was just my feeling, but then later on I found out from someone’s teaching about the understanding of what I felt before. So, I believe this time, Dad is giving me the chance to know more of Him through the study of the Word. I am so excited. I am still worried about the method and the intensive study of the history and others stuffs about it but I know it is not to harm me, but it is to prosper me (jer 29:11). I am looking forward to it. The theme of my life recently has been: “His strength is perfect when my strength is gone”. I really thank Dad that He gave me grace and privileges to see Him in my circumstances. Many times I cried out to Him when I felt I was all alone but many more times I saw Him came through. It was really amazing. I really want to see more. Recently I watched a movie “Percy Jackson”. It was really a good movie that I felt He was speaking through. It was such a good reminder of how Dad is always with me eventhough sometimes I feel like He isn’t around. I pray that you would always be constantly reminded that He is always around no matter what we feel. All in all, I believe that this season Dad is bringing me to a place of balance of both the spirit and the words. I often found myself moving in senses and hardly able to put understanding so I believe this is what He wants me to do for this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I really want to say thank you for constantly walking with me in the journey that I have been walking. It hasn’t been easy for me but I know it is worth it. Please pray for more perseverance that I would continue run the race of life. I just want to learn more about Him and that I want to live accordingly. I would love to propose to you to journey with me in this new season of my life by partnering with me in being my supporter in prayer to fight this season. I do have some prayer requests in some areas. (Please refer to the column on your right side - PRAY FOR ME section). Those are prayer points i'd love to be prayed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I would love you to pray for yourself as you are as important in His eyes. Pray that you will be able to take good care of yourself. Recently Dad has been teaching me to do some self-care. We are to take care of ourselves, to show love to ourselves coz it is so easy that we do a lot of things but then we neglect ourselves. We neglect wanting to give ourselves a chance to enjoy this life. So, please do take time to have fun as our Father really wants us to have fun in the process of everything that we do. If we have fun, then we are refreshed physically, and it’ll lead us to be able to function better and think better, decide better, and many more.. So, what’s your idea of fun? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4ft44vFyUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FYCEQn_5ypA/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4ft44vFyUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/FYCEQn_5ypA/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442580236258888002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;-Lyds-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-2111072690430786809?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/2111072690430786809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=2111072690430786809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/2111072690430786809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/2111072690430786809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/02/here-i-am.html' title='HEre I Am...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4fvkK9AW4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/X1l3VWuPZRc/s72-c/DSCF8257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-1259201959834782580</id><published>2010-02-26T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:38:50.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, Lord, for family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4fqOF50sTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/N3imXdJtHuo/s1600-h/4-up+on+2010-02-17+at+22.33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4fqOF50sTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/N3imXdJtHuo/s320/4-up+on+2010-02-17+at+22.33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442576202524307762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my family. My dad, stepmom, and brothers..&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that the Lord will keep them safe and sound and that they will continue to depend on Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-1259201959834782580?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/1259201959834782580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=1259201959834782580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/1259201959834782580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/1259201959834782580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-you-lord-for-family.html' title='Thank You, Lord, for family'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S4fqOF50sTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/N3imXdJtHuo/s72-c/4-up+on+2010-02-17+at+22.33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-6839117058480013326</id><published>2009-04-03T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:13:39.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing here by GRACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SdW11J7RjAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vYxeJgMTDEE/s1600-h/Pics(078).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SdW11J7RjAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vYxeJgMTDEE/s320/Pics(078).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320358459610336258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,,, I'm in Perth now!! Wow.. DAD's amazing..&lt;br /&gt;He brought me here.. i really enjoyed the 1st week being here..&lt;br /&gt;What can I do but thank You, Dad..&lt;br /&gt;It's been such an amazing journey getting here. How Dad provided everything I needed to get here.. He is just amazing DAD..&lt;br /&gt;Schoolfee, airticket, everything.. Wow.. Dad, thanks a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for new jouney to begin.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-6839117058480013326?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/6839117058480013326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=6839117058480013326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6839117058480013326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6839117058480013326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-im-in-perth-now-wow.html' title='Standing here by GRACE'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SdW11J7RjAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vYxeJgMTDEE/s72-c/Pics(078).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-6286697272215624844</id><published>2008-12-07T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:59:16.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/STvXH0uSVkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/NiZEavaqpkM/s1600-h/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/STvXH0uSVkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/NiZEavaqpkM/s320/faith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277047917806507586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be joyful always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances for this is GOD's will for you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that reading DAD's words is not easy, but i'd say that it's worth it...  I'm learning to give thanks in any situations I'm in. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Dad,, Thank you that you're a DAD that really is interested in knowing small little things concerning me.. Thank you that you care when I'm in need, even when it's about what I'm gonna have on the table, you made me cereal prawns, something that I've been wanting for weeks,,, It is so true that You're a DAD who provides abundantly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you , DAD,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Son may bring glory to the Father. You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an amazing DAD..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-6286697272215624844?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/6286697272215624844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=6286697272215624844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6286697272215624844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6286697272215624844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/12/give-thanks.html' title='Give Thanks'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/STvXH0uSVkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/NiZEavaqpkM/s72-c/faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-5288058867386386294</id><published>2008-11-30T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:09:04.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promise'/><title type='text'>STAND on DAD's Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/STJjKkVqsNI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kHcf6dHUnXo/s1600-h/021907-jnjhand70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/STJjKkVqsNI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kHcf6dHUnXo/s320/021907-jnjhand70.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274387146808668370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel lightened these days.. A lot of things are actually going on around me, but I just don't feel burdened by them.. Yes i do have things to do and pretty tired but then it's no more giving me burdens..&lt;br /&gt;One of the things is because I learned that I am where I am now not because what i have, what I can do, or whatever it is about me coz i just don't have them. Even if i do, i don't think i might be able to apply them on the right time. It was just DAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I felt like screaming but then as i draw closer to DAD, I feel so much lighter and speak over the Words that He says in the WORDS. I begin to see the POWER, not just mere words, but POWER. It is said that the Kingdom is not a matter of talk but a matter of power.. COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm tired, I just go back to the WORD and try to soak in the presence.. I really gain my strength there.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come to a place that DAD is the Heartbeat of the things I do.. Otherwise, I won't be able to make it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,,,I'd like to share about what I experienced last week. I am living here in Singapore by faith , few days ago I was left with only some amount of money that I estimated would last me about 4 days, then i started thinking, "Oh, no". Somehow the WOrd reminded me that when my foot is slipping, DAD's love support me. So i calmed down. Amazingly two days later DAD provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to DAD's promise.. Let's pursue DAD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-5288058867386386294?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/5288058867386386294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=5288058867386386294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5288058867386386294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5288058867386386294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/11/stand-on-dads-promises.html' title='STAND on DAD&apos;s Promises'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/STJjKkVqsNI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kHcf6dHUnXo/s72-c/021907-jnjhand70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-4589942188773251516</id><published>2008-11-24T14:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:23:48.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juzwannaspill'/><title type='text'>What A DAD...</title><content type='html'>I completely trust in You for everything that I need and whatever is ahead of me..&lt;br /&gt;You told me to stand firm in faith..., coz you will restore me and make  me strong, firm and steadfast.&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength, I don't have to act strong coz down on my knees is the best place to be, the safest place...&lt;br /&gt;When my foot is slipping, your love supported me. When my anxiety is great within me your consolation brings joy to my soul..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-4589942188773251516?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/4589942188773251516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=4589942188773251516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4589942188773251516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4589942188773251516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-dad.html' title='What A DAD...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-559890871633172320</id><published>2008-11-18T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:21:39.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>H.O.M.E.  Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SY8DTXTxqhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/79Iq1innuTU/s1600-h/DSC_4628,.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SY8DTXTxqhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/79Iq1innuTU/s320/DSC_4628,.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300458917647723026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there, here is the team that will be going together with me on a trip to India and Thailand.. Please do pray for us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back &lt;l-r&gt;: Petrina, Lyd, Jessie, Tee&lt;br /&gt;Front &lt;l-r&gt;: Timothy, Ariel, Lina, Chien Ai, Fatima, Darrin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have each one of person on this team.. I am praying for us to be able to move in unity and love one another in a deeper way..&lt;br /&gt;Please remember us in prayer as we are still lacking of our outreach fee.. We will be leaving for Thailand on Dec 6 for the last lecture phase of DTS and then fly to India on the 13 of Dec for 3 weeks and then fly back to Thailand on Jan 4'09 to spend another 3 weeks there for ministry...&lt;br /&gt;If any of you see this blog, please take a min or two to pray for this team:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/l-r&gt;&lt;/l-r&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outreach fee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Move in obedience to what we are called to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strength to press on in any situations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;protection for each person and family members back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;l-r&gt;&lt;l-r&gt; &lt;/l-r&gt;&lt;/l-r&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-559890871633172320?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/559890871633172320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=559890871633172320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/559890871633172320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/559890871633172320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-team_18.html' title='H.O.M.E.  Team'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SY8DTXTxqhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/79Iq1innuTU/s72-c/DSC_4628,.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-4718521050907069207</id><published>2008-11-18T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:22:59.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juzwannaspill'/><title type='text'>Thank You, DAD</title><content type='html'>He gives, He takes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why, and i don't know if i'm ever going to understand it..&lt;br /&gt;One thing that matters is HE stays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD, I just trust you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows."&lt;br /&gt;-James 1:17-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-4718521050907069207?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/4718521050907069207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=4718521050907069207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4718521050907069207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4718521050907069207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-dad.html' title='Thank You, DAD'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-4015832366900491289</id><published>2008-10-30T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T04:42:25.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>Dear DAD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for sending an angel that has been so good to me.I am so happy with my angel.. The angel is so creative... Wow... Thank you so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My angel made me this video clip.. It was really sweet and such a blessing for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this, guys.,.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Piz182i5akY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it'll bless you as well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-4015832366900491289?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/4015832366900491289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=4015832366900491289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4015832366900491289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4015832366900491289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/10/angel_30.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-6428312829635776551</id><published>2008-10-15T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T05:55:12.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I would not Quit - He said.</title><content type='html'>One day I decided to quit.&lt;br /&gt;I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to quit my life.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the woods to have one last talk with GOD.&lt;br /&gt;"God", I said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;answer &lt;/span&gt;surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes", I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, i took very good care of them.&lt;br /&gt;I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second year the fern grew more more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. he said. "In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. but i would not quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. "I would not quit." He said. "Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant... But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle. "He said to me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots". "I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't compare yourself to others." He said. "The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern. yet they both make the forest beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.3  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in &lt;/style&gt;"Your time will come", God said to me. "You will rise high!"&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, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the forest and brought back this story.&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; widows: 0; orphans: 0;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(67, 51, 37);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-6428312829635776551?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/6428312829635776551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=6428312829635776551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6428312829635776551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/6428312829635776551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-would-not-quit-he-said.html' title='I would not Quit - He said.'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-3047993450950023284</id><published>2008-10-10T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:35:53.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew...</title><content type='html'>Second week of lecture phase has passed..So glad weekend has come..&lt;br /&gt;Aaarrggghhh.. DAD i need YOUUUU...&lt;br /&gt;You are BIG enough and GOOD enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I'll be leading a team on an outreach in December..&lt;br /&gt;This will be a definitely wonderful &amp;amp; exciting journey for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-3047993450950023284?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/3047993450950023284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=3047993450950023284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/3047993450950023284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/3047993450950023284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/10/phew.html' title='Phew...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-1109810582794134518</id><published>2008-10-10T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T06:35:01.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sept DTS'08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SO9YhEai4cI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_lY8nQY_T_w/s1600-h/Sept+DTS%2708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SO9YhEai4cI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_lY8nQY_T_w/s320/Sept+DTS%2708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255516615308665282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the DTS that I am on staff now...&lt;br /&gt;Students came from US, UK, Uganda, S.Africa, Vietnam, Spore, Malaysia, HK, and S.Korea..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-1109810582794134518?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/1109810582794134518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=1109810582794134518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/1109810582794134518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/1109810582794134518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-is-dts-that-i-am-on-staff-now.html' title='Sept DTS&apos;08'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SO9YhEai4cI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_lY8nQY_T_w/s72-c/Sept+DTS%2708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-4292455431872189664</id><published>2008-09-28T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:21:20.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>A simple dream...</title><content type='html'>There was a girl who loved watching a TV program with her grandma. It was a Christian program that she and her grandma always watched, a program with an Evangelist, John Hartman, who preached on TV with his interpreter named Evelyn. The girl admired Evelyn so much because she interprets really well, the same spirit as the Evangelist. One day she said to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SN_DHGw2gxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1bZREApXYGE/s1600-h/DSCN2986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SN_DHGw2gxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1bZREApXYGE/s200/DSCN2986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251130217379300114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;herself "Wow, I want to be like Evelyn, being on TV, interpreting like that..". Then one day, she found  herself sitting on a TV station with her friend who was to preach there and she interpreted. As she was sitting there waiting for the show to start, she was watching a relay that flashed a familiar face to her. It was the Evangelist that she used to watch on TV. Then she realized that the TV program that she was going to be in was the same TV program that she used to watch with her  grandma. It was a program owned by the Evangelist. Being very surprised, she tried so hard not to tear.  The Heavenly Father has brought forth her dream into reality.  The Heavenly Father remembers what she said long time ago.  It has been more than 10 years. DAD, thank You so much for using my dream to be one of the tools to glorify your name.. It is a real privilege..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-4292455431872189664?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/4292455431872189664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=4292455431872189664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4292455431872189664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/4292455431872189664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/09/simple-story.html' title='A simple dream...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SN_DHGw2gxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1bZREApXYGE/s72-c/DSCN2986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-1781771688406759005</id><published>2008-09-20T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:42:09.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PRAYER'/><title type='text'>Let's take time...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNUSEl7uV4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5dg23o0TAJ0/s1600-h/DSCN2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNUSEl7uV4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5dg23o0TAJ0/s200/DSCN2791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248120810881570690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PRAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DAD has been teaching me to pray these days,,, I see more and more the power of prayer...&lt;br /&gt;Prayers show how much we want to see DAD takes place in situations..&lt;br /&gt;PRAYER makes a difference... Not just pray for yourself, but pray for people..&lt;br /&gt;Pray for people... Stand in the gap for people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD, teach me morreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"..... The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;prayer &lt;/span&gt;of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;righteous man&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;powerful &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;effective&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-James 5:16b&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-1781771688406759005?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/1781771688406759005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=1781771688406759005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/1781771688406759005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/1781771688406759005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmmm-prayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-dad-has.html' title='Let&apos;s take time...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNUSEl7uV4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5dg23o0TAJ0/s72-c/DSCN2791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-5514764619261836933</id><published>2008-09-19T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:17:08.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithfulness'/><title type='text'>"I'm so amazed, and I give you praise.."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNPCBR1EszI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rH3IycPYaH4/s1600-h/DSCN2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNPCBR1EszI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rH3IycPYaH4/s200/DSCN2149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247751318038426418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hola again...&lt;br /&gt;Today I am  back to "work".. Finally the Apr DTS has ended, and I must say that it ended very good..&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day joining staff training for the next school, Sept DTS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am so happy that everything has gone back into places..&lt;br /&gt;The struggles that i had was completely taken away..&lt;br /&gt;DAD has been helping me out in many many things that had been bothering me for a certain time.&lt;br /&gt;This time around DAD has been teaching me how to be obedient to what HE said not because I'm able to see what it is about but it was more because I simply have to trust HIM..&lt;br /&gt;HE really taught me and somehow gave me confirmation through another co-staff in the class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, DAD has brought me to a place of being able to see why HE said what HE said..&lt;br /&gt;I really thank DAD for giving me the strength to carry on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am so grateful that I've finally got the two things that I've been praying for quite some time.. DAD gave me brand new stuffs.. I am so amazed... DAD has fulfilled HIS promises.. I know I am being equipped for something that HE spoke to me..&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, as long as HE's with me, I'll go for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What DAD says matters to me, so keep speaking DAD,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is the only thing that keeps me going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;the author and perfecter of our faith&lt;/span&gt;, who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;for the joy&lt;/span&gt; set before HIM endured the cross...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hebrew 12:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-5514764619261836933?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/5514764619261836933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=5514764619261836933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5514764619261836933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5514764619261836933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-amazed-and-i-give-you-praise.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m so amazed, and I give you praise..&quot;'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNPCBR1EszI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rH3IycPYaH4/s72-c/DSCN2149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-632281297665293975</id><published>2008-09-09T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:05:42.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F&gt;U&gt;N Outreach</title><content type='html'>Horrayyy I'm back...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNOybZGKEPI/AAAAAAAAACs/AvMkk_TFWwU/s1600-h/DSCN1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNOybZGKEPI/AAAAAAAAACs/AvMkk_TFWwU/s200/DSCN1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247734174479683826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. It's been a very long yet fun journey there in the two places that me and the team went to,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first country was really a good start of the outreach.. I personally felt that it was a very important 10-day trip coz I saw it as the foundation to begin the outreach with.. I learned about the foundation of being a believer.. Being faithful in the area of Praying,,, I learned from the host there.. I saw how she was so faithful throughout her journey with DAD for so many years until she really see DAD fulfilled what He told her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the journey ended the team and I began another part of the journey in Manado. We did a lot of things, namely:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share the good news&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Testimonies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skits (acts)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleaning up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Radio &amp;amp; TV ministry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children, youth, adults ministries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Senior citizen idol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;House &amp;amp; Hospital visitation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prison Ministries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and many other areas of ministry that we were able to partner with DAD.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for praying for us.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;I really saw DAD walked with us in this journey..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNOxK1bSW5I/AAAAAAAAACc/HrvS07N-Bkg/s1600-h/DSCN2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNOxK1bSW5I/AAAAAAAAACc/HrvS07N-Bkg/s320/DSCN2545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247732790515096466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us has learnt a lot of things and was able to grow in a way that DAD wants us to..&lt;br /&gt;I believe we have made DAD smile.. We were put together to be a blessing for HIS people, and we did..Praise DAD...&lt;br /&gt;DAD, thank you so much for a painful, challenging, interesting, unforgettable and wonderful journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.U.N team ended the journey with lots of fun..&lt;br /&gt;Bring the FUN by being the FUN coz DAD has made us FUN coz HE is FUN.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;"We don't know about tomorrow but all we know is HE's with us"&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;Isa 61:1-3 "The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is on me, because the Lord has anointed me to preach good news to the poor..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-632281297665293975?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/632281297665293975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=632281297665293975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/632281297665293975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/632281297665293975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-outreach.html' title='F&gt;U&gt;N Outreach'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SNOybZGKEPI/AAAAAAAAACs/AvMkk_TFWwU/s72-c/DSCN1034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-5869370243592733254</id><published>2008-07-21T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T01:19:16.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiii.. I'm awayy...Be Right back end of Aug!! For Aslaaaaaannnnnn!!</title><content type='html'>Oh, if you happen to see this, I am currently on a trip with a team.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;We are all 12 people, we're going to have lots of fun as well as amazing experiences with our loving friend.. ^,^&lt;br /&gt;We are from 7 different countries..&lt;br /&gt;We call ourselves:&lt;br /&gt;"F.U.N Team - For U,the Nations-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SIRGFGvotJI/AAAAAAAAACU/fDAHfdBEb7w/s1600-h/team+Funnyy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225378521180320914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SIRGFGvotJI/AAAAAAAAACU/fDAHfdBEb7w/s320/team+Funnyy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you would take a minute or two to just keep your fingers crossed for us on teh the trip.. Thank you guys.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-5869370243592733254?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/5869370243592733254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=5869370243592733254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5869370243592733254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/5869370243592733254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-if-you-happen-to-see-this-i-am.html' title='Hiii.. I&apos;m awayy...Be Right back end of Aug!! For Aslaaaaaannnnnn!!'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/SIRGFGvotJI/AAAAAAAAACU/fDAHfdBEb7w/s72-c/team+Funnyy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-7208038832553298175</id><published>2008-07-20T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:09:36.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JuSt waNna spiLL...</title><content type='html'>Wholaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time on the rooftop this morning&lt;20jul&gt; (eventhough I woke up pretty late.. ) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;I haven't packed any of my stuff for my trip yet.. I am leaving in 13hours to the airport.. Pleaseeeeee... Now it's almost 1 AM..&lt;br /&gt;I need to do some stuff first...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll be packing this afternoon.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;My roomates are asleep now.. I need to cool myself down first because I'm feeling a bit jumpy now, otherwise I'll be jumping on my bed and wake my bunk mate up.. hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Aargh... I hate packing... Helpppppppppppppppppp....&lt;br /&gt;Feel like putting everything in the bag.. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am so excited... I can't really sleep... I'm writing lots of stuff in my journal... Someone is so talkative that I need to write lots and lots of things...&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe... Soo happy anyway... Thanks for talking,,, ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuiiihhh... I just watched BATMAN.. It was pretty cool yet scary especially the part when HArvey Dent had his face burnt... So terrible.. THis movie was pretty depressing for me... Not the movie actually, maybe it was the sound effect that makes it worse.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as usual I'll have my takeaways ^_^&lt;br /&gt;The end of the movie taught me something,, Huehehehe... I guess everybody, too,has takeaways from that end part.. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about right??? Even though there was a part in the middle that taught me something too, but I forgot... hehehe... Too stressful that I couldnt even think properly... hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, gotta get back to writings... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You and I are made to worship-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-7208038832553298175?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/7208038832553298175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=7208038832553298175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7208038832553298175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/7208038832553298175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/07/wholaaaa.html' title='JuSt waNna spiLL...'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130065432950619024.post-1234923200968078183</id><published>2008-07-18T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:00:23.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing DAD</title><content type='html'>Wow, I am just amazed by what the Father has been doing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;For the past two weeks I have been so blessed that I couldn't even say thank You anymore. HE really kept HIS promise that as I stepped out, HE'd take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was never a day in my life that I lack of anything. Provision, love, comfort, or anything, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that there were times that I felt somehow frustrated by things that were not going the way I wanted them to.&lt;br /&gt;But you know what, DAD said &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...deny himself, take up his cross and follow ME&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = luk9 /&gt;&lt;luk9:23&gt;, so here I am , saying that I am learning to walk in it. After we get to know HIM, then ? Choose to follow HIM... If I could say, I did not choose HIM, but HE chooses me! HE chose Abraham, David, Jacob, Joseph, Isaiah, Jeremiah, John, Paul, etc, name someone... Does anyone choose himself to be HIS chosen one?&lt;br /&gt;But after HE choose, would that person follow? Coz even President chooses his cabinet, whether or not they are in the position, it's up to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have been attending a seminar called GO FORTH for the past three days. DAD has been speaking to me regarding my walk with HIM. I feel so much privileged that I am able to partner with HIM in HIS business. My vision has been much clearer than before. I re-committed my vision and declared my walk with HIM. Loren Cunningham led us to pray outloud the prayer that he spoke out. I felt strongly that DAD was doing something in me as I prayed it outloud. After the session ended, I went back to my seat and looked at the crowd, and I was overwhelmed coz I felt DAD was saying that HE was glad and delighted because of our responses to go up and commit to partner with HIM.&lt;br /&gt;I went back home feeling so uplifted and joyful. &lt;/luk9:23&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;luk9:23&gt;I looked into the verse that Loren Cunningham wrote on the book that I bought. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mark 8:34 - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then he called the crowd to him along with his disciples and said: "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;/luk9:23&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;luk9:23&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was exactly what we all prayed that night. We trade our dreams for HIS dreams.&lt;br /&gt;DAD, thank You so much for giving the privilege to just follow You and be able to see Your dream as my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share a bit of what happened this morning. I woke up pretty late, about 11am ^_^. As I climbed down my bed, I was walking towards the kitchen which is something that I don't normally do. I normally head straight for the bathroom. As I reached the kitchen, I stopped by the fridge and looked at the table where I put my water bottle. It was pretty messy. Tea bag, papers, breadcrumbs, even a long-narrowed paper stuck on my water bottle. I felt irritated because I don't like mess next to my stuff. So I took out the paper that was stuck on my water bottle and I saw my name on it. "Hmm, what is this?" I opened it, and saw some cash rolled in it. I was so surprised. I sat down on the chair there in the kitchen with the paper and the money on my hand. Stunned. Amazed. Puzzled. "DAD, why are You so good to me? I dissapointed You so many times". HE knew I was in need, that I was indeed financially on the edge. HE provided my need.&lt;br /&gt;After that I spent some time reading the 1 Cor 8-9. I felt so encouraged by the things Paul talked in the two chapters. Then, I closed my eyes. I thanked GOD for the things HE has done in my life, also about HIS goodness this morning. I sensed HE said: "That was a little thing that I invested in you. I will invest more in your life".&lt;br /&gt;I cried and responded to HIM in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful to my Father for being such an amazing and awesome DAD.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those who put their trust in the LORD-Psalm 91&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/luk9:23&gt;&lt;luk9:23&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-Zech 4:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So he said to me, "This is the word of the LORD to Zerubbabel: &lt;strong&gt;'Not by might nor by power&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;by my Spirit&lt;/span&gt;,' says the LORD Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/luk9:23&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6130065432950619024-1234923200968078183?l=dadsprecious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/feeds/1234923200968078183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6130065432950619024&amp;postID=1234923200968078183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/1234923200968078183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6130065432950619024/posts/default/1234923200968078183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dadsprecious.blogspot.com/2008/07/amazing-god.html' title='Amazing DAD'/><author><name>-Lyd-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00999827008612385044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4iKHQtINFTk/S3dz2GDgqWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/pRmYeFAxsc4/S220/11+(380).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
