I just want to thank God that this Sunday, in His own ways, the Lord comforted me through His hymn during morning worship. Telling me that He is everything to me. Telling me that everything is under His hands. Made me ponder about His greatness. He also prompt me if i'm willing to continue to love Him as much as He had shown to me throughout my life.
Dear Lord, i told myself. i need to be willing, there is no other way not to. He pick me up on my weakess most and yet change me into someone worthy for His glory. I need not want to be a person who forget Him. After Markus' death. i realise how important is it to stand up tall for Christ, with other bro and sis in christ and continue to learn to GROW in christ as we move on in life. "no turning back, no turning back" (taken from "i've decided to follow jesus".) is what that is in my mind that Sunday.
I tried to focus back to our creator that Sunday, and it really have refreshed me till this morning. my soul is real glad, carefree and satisfied with life. "it is well, it is well, with my soul". Few more days i'll be heading to penang, i wondered what God have been preplanned ahead for me, though exicted, i know that it'll be the best for me. God still use someone as weak as me, i'm not worthy but He still show me love and grace.
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Monday, February 23, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Flowers in my garden back home =D just want to share
roses of granma's
bunga kertas.
loong mow & a little sheep.
hahahaha kim you dint know you like spongebob square pants. i made it for one of the little boy in church.
@ suan: hahahaah ya tht is one of my favourite pokemon character although i dont watch the cartoon.
@ Fird: thank you for dropping by...hahahaa i'm stuck to this. what have you both did...dint share share with me =P.
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
For my former work mate @ GTI (siew li) =D
hope you'll like this =D
bombermans =Dbtw to Dan Lee..wei wht i dint make cubee's anymore after i'm attached =D?? see i made 2 more and many to come. =P I'll still be myself. and i'll still have friends around me. Cacat bro =P meet ya soon Dan.
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Monday, February 16, 2009
And another Cubee made today =D
cute rite?
this is my cousin Ernst =D. He is getting bigger. Grown up little man =D.it is so good to catch up with aunt angie and uncle lim, as it has been awhile since we meet up with them.
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Yellow one for a girl's birthday =D
for Grace Yap's birthday i hope she'll like this =D
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Cubeecrafts =D coolness! Woot
me favourite colour. using it as a calendar now =D. Thx nirah & ross.Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Thursday, February 12, 2009
It finally arrived =D, cant wait for more to come!
An orangy-white packet of eveloped arrived in my dad's shop today .Writtened on it To: Ms. ____ . I was like, yay. I can't believe that, I finally make my this little dream come through. Just wanted to blog to see how long will i continue to survive with this little conviction of heart.
I'll want to make sure i'll not let anyone down this time round. I must be willing to work things out and I must be willing to give freely as everything was provided by God for others around me. Stand up tall ( late Markus' would sing in the song "strife"). No turning back in life. Never let myself go away again. I just want to stand up tall for Christ and myself this time round.
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
I'll want to make sure i'll not let anyone down this time round. I must be willing to work things out and I must be willing to give freely as everything was provided by God for others around me. Stand up tall ( late Markus' would sing in the song "strife"). No turning back in life. Never let myself go away again. I just want to stand up tall for Christ and myself this time round.
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Penguins.=D with eyes
can you see my little frog at the last row. not easy to make =D but i think i prefer all my items small and mini sized.
i made some hearts, just trying to make some heart shaped as a background for couple figurines.
this is for little jacob and his family. (Lorna's husband, sis Lorna & little Jacob) hope you all like it. =D
so i completed my penguins and i'm making more penguins =DLiving Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Finally start making
finally completed my penguins. was thinking whether should i put eyes since real penguins we cant really see their eyes. parents suggested, eyes. =D any comments to this??
blues are no longer ovr me, coz i belief. *markus (1985-2009)
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Tribute to a dear Bro to heart RIP
RIP http://markusng.memory-of.com/About.aspx
merenung bintang di ruang angkasa
terfikir arah selepas binasa
rumah kini dihantui sepi
teringin sangat kau kembali
bertemu ajal hakikat hidup
setiap cerita ada penutup
jauh di mata,
dekat di hati
aku merindumu wahai Lassy
a bro left us with this poem last week.
He left us with many memories of cheerfulness, care and love.
He left with us a memory of thoughts of peace and goodwill.
Cherish the moments of friendship,
Cherish the moments of little talks,
Cherish the moments of talking abt problems.
Cherish the moments of laughter ( although it is just a few days)
Seems like things have passed too quickly to realize that,
Not even a glimpse of light to know wht is gone.
Too quick, just too quick to see this bro gone from the earth.
Into the loving arms of Jesus. He is there right now.
Still the other part of me will still miss him until we meet
him up in heaven doors.
Praying for his family's comfort
during this time.
Praying for his brothers,
Praying for his friends,
Miss you =(
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
merenung bintang di ruang angkasa
terfikir arah selepas binasa
rumah kini dihantui sepi
teringin sangat kau kembali
bertemu ajal hakikat hidup
setiap cerita ada penutup
jauh di mata,
dekat di hati
aku merindumu wahai Lassy
a bro left us with this poem last week.
He left us with many memories of cheerfulness, care and love.
He left with us a memory of thoughts of peace and goodwill.
Cherish the moments of friendship,
Cherish the moments of little talks,
Cherish the moments of talking abt problems.
Cherish the moments of laughter ( although it is just a few days)
Seems like things have passed too quickly to realize that,
Not even a glimpse of light to know wht is gone.
Too quick, just too quick to see this bro gone from the earth.
Into the loving arms of Jesus. He is there right now.
Still the other part of me will still miss him until we meet
him up in heaven doors.
Praying for his family's comfort
during this time.
Praying for his brothers,
Praying for his friends,
Miss you =(
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Chapter 9 (The Case Against Christ by John Young)
Cosmonut Yuri Gagarin, was the first to go into space. He commented that he had not seen God “up there” and was stated publicly.
John broadcasted this little parable he created on the local radio it seemed to catch the imagination. It was selected the pick of the week in the BBC Radio 4.
Once upon a time, there was a community of mice. They lived in a large house and their front door was a hole in a skirting board of the music room. In the music room there was a grand piano and from time to time they heard beautiful music.
“Aah” they would say. “Beautiful”, they would sigh. But sometimes the music stirred debate, deep debate. There was a piano of that they were sure. And there was beautiful music – of that they were sure too. But… was there a pianist?
Some were quite certain; “stuff and nonsense!” said the atheist mice. ‘If we could see inside the piano, we would know how music is made. All the talk of design and intention is quite unnecessary’.
“Stuff and nonsense!” said the believing mice. ‘You are quite wrong. Beautiful music like that certainly doesn’t happen by chance. If there is music, there must be a musician’.
“Stuff and nonsense” said the agonistic mice. ‘We simply don’t have enough evidence to decide one way or the other. We are in the dark and we shall remain in the dark. Get on with sharing the cheese.”
Within the community there was one mouse, yes you guessed it…Michael. One day he decided to go on an adventure of discovery. He would settle this question and he would settle it now.
Michael crept to the hole in the skirting board, and began to climb the leg of the grand piano. When he was halfway up, the beautiful music started again. With the greatest difficulty he climbed the shinny surface. He was bursting with curiosity, just what would he see?
At last he completed his climb and peered inside. He looked, and gasped, and then scampered down the leg, across the floor and back through the hole in the wall. As he returned the entire community gathered around, “what did you see?” They demanded, in great excitement.
“I climbed the leg of the piano,” panted Michael, and I looked inside the piano, and I saw how music… is made!. And I saw no pianist!.
That night as they went to bed, some were jubilant. They had been proved right. The pianist was a myth; a figment of imagination. Others have mixed feelings. It was good to know the truth, but they were disappointed just the same. Others were downright sad. It wasn’t simply that we had been proved wrong. It was bigger than that. Life was rather less interesting than they had hoped, and much more empty. It seems that after all, there really was nothing more to do than to get on with sharing and eating the cheese.
Personal note from John
The parables of Jesus tease the hearers. Quite often He’ll draw extraordinary parallels; comparing God with an unjust judge, for example.
Stories and parables carry risk. As they might be misunderstood. (In this little story of the mice. Many people concluded that I was an atheist).
As I look at the universe I see beauty and pattern. Like Yuri Gagarin, I do not see God.
However, I draw a different conclusion. I believe that God though unseen, created the beauty and pattern. The alternative- that they are the random product of pure chance- it seems to me to demand blind faith. Michael saw the wooden hammer strike the metal wires. Had he been more perceptive, he would have realized that the pianist, though unseen by him had activated the hammers which produce the beautiful music.
I rest my case!
John broadcasted this little parable he created on the local radio it seemed to catch the imagination. It was selected the pick of the week in the BBC Radio 4.
Once upon a time, there was a community of mice. They lived in a large house and their front door was a hole in a skirting board of the music room. In the music room there was a grand piano and from time to time they heard beautiful music.
“Aah” they would say. “Beautiful”, they would sigh. But sometimes the music stirred debate, deep debate. There was a piano of that they were sure. And there was beautiful music – of that they were sure too. But… was there a pianist?
Some were quite certain; “stuff and nonsense!” said the atheist mice. ‘If we could see inside the piano, we would know how music is made. All the talk of design and intention is quite unnecessary’.
“Stuff and nonsense!” said the believing mice. ‘You are quite wrong. Beautiful music like that certainly doesn’t happen by chance. If there is music, there must be a musician’.
“Stuff and nonsense” said the agonistic mice. ‘We simply don’t have enough evidence to decide one way or the other. We are in the dark and we shall remain in the dark. Get on with sharing the cheese.”
Within the community there was one mouse, yes you guessed it…Michael. One day he decided to go on an adventure of discovery. He would settle this question and he would settle it now.
Michael crept to the hole in the skirting board, and began to climb the leg of the grand piano. When he was halfway up, the beautiful music started again. With the greatest difficulty he climbed the shinny surface. He was bursting with curiosity, just what would he see?
At last he completed his climb and peered inside. He looked, and gasped, and then scampered down the leg, across the floor and back through the hole in the wall. As he returned the entire community gathered around, “what did you see?” They demanded, in great excitement.
“I climbed the leg of the piano,” panted Michael, and I looked inside the piano, and I saw how music… is made!. And I saw no pianist!.
That night as they went to bed, some were jubilant. They had been proved right. The pianist was a myth; a figment of imagination. Others have mixed feelings. It was good to know the truth, but they were disappointed just the same. Others were downright sad. It wasn’t simply that we had been proved wrong. It was bigger than that. Life was rather less interesting than they had hoped, and much more empty. It seems that after all, there really was nothing more to do than to get on with sharing and eating the cheese.
Personal note from John
The parables of Jesus tease the hearers. Quite often He’ll draw extraordinary parallels; comparing God with an unjust judge, for example.
Stories and parables carry risk. As they might be misunderstood. (In this little story of the mice. Many people concluded that I was an atheist).
As I look at the universe I see beauty and pattern. Like Yuri Gagarin, I do not see God.
However, I draw a different conclusion. I believe that God though unseen, created the beauty and pattern. The alternative- that they are the random product of pure chance- it seems to me to demand blind faith. Michael saw the wooden hammer strike the metal wires. Had he been more perceptive, he would have realized that the pianist, though unseen by him had activated the hammers which produce the beautiful music.
I rest my case!
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