<?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-6756775</id><updated>2012-02-13T01:52:52.467+08:00</updated><category term='Lord Jesus Revealation rest'/><category term=':'/><title type='text'>Traveller's Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-9006098308695555787</id><published>2012-02-13T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T01:52:52.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Lord I trust</title><content type='html'>He gave me his son Jesus to be my sin offering . And he he gave this option to trust him in His word in Faith even as I was not there when Jesus was alive . &lt;br /&gt;To believe in Jesus prison exchange for me that I will be protected and. Be in abundance of the lord's Grace and favor. I do not need to fear what the world is throwing at me, of the unseen. The Lord's Word is my helmet and my protection. Jesus ' blood is my covering that I can stand before the Lord am is righteous because of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a letter today to my dear friend and his lovely wife and sent them 2 books. These are books on prayers and to identify which are the areas that the enemy will come against and deceive the lambs. We lambs must learn and protect our selves in the Lord's Words and bind the enemy Satan and his minions and cast him out. In knowing where we stand righteous before the Lord, we have the confidence to win in Life and to face off all our enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will learn more of the Lord and be a light beacon to lead those whom are in the darkness to Jesus the living water for those whom are dying of thirst . Pray for me . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank those lights and fellow brothers and sister whom are in Christ whom had led me when I was in the darkness before . Now that my chains are finally fully broken , I pray for myself also that I will grow in the Lord's knowledge and and be a seed sower and keeper of the pastures.&lt;br /&gt;Each if us are seeds, when grown in yr Lord's living waters , they are like the trees in the green pastures and the brightest star in the sky . When I see the morning star , I am reminded of Jesus, for he is the morning star and we are all the other stars along with Abraham :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite all who read this post , to Renew your faith in the Lord. Be confident of HIM. he has given us a way to come near HIM, through Jesus blood in this sacrificial lamb for all our sins. We do not need to be deceived and be ashamed . Jesus' blood has given us the permission to the Lord's Grace, Mercy, Favor and Protection !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-9006098308695555787?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9006098308695555787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=9006098308695555787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/9006098308695555787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/9006098308695555787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2012/02/in-lord-i-trust.html' title='In the Lord I trust'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5232552339846805754</id><published>2012-01-31T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T23:05:37.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The weary ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Each of us experience in this world similar vast mixtures of disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Injustice&lt;br /&gt;. Unloved&lt;br /&gt; . Disappointments&lt;br /&gt;. Rudeness&lt;br /&gt;. Death&lt;br /&gt;. Lies&lt;br /&gt;. Dejection&lt;br /&gt;. Disasters&lt;br /&gt;. Depression&lt;br /&gt;. Accidents&lt;br /&gt;. Birth defects&lt;br /&gt;. Bitterness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might had withdrawn, despised, ostracized others in many ways and many forms. In verbal speech or in bodily actions. We might be on our minute islands, open to the storms of the world, never trusting or opening ourselves to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I told Serene many things. Some that goes a long way back, some in the recent years. It was peaceful when I was talking to her, I know that Jesus was with us. He was giving her the answers that I wanted to hear from Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene prayed for me later on. I can't remember what she prayed for me. After the session, I felt that all the man made armor was finally lifted and dissolved. In its place, was God's light armor.&lt;a href="http://niv.scripturetext.com/matthew/11.htm" target="_blank"&gt; (Mathew 11:30 ) .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was growing up, I saw death, it swept away my Grandmother. It was in the News, showing earthquakes, floods, droughts, wars, genocide, murder. My own family disturbed by unclean spirits. Flawed parenting decisions.&lt;br /&gt;The forgiveness part, I had forgiven in the past few years. My own armor, I was carrying it. It was a drag. When things happened, I just put more and more of the armor onto me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time that my own armor had finally dissolved and God placed his protection on me, I am still using His protection now. Sometimes relinquishing control of my own survival/ sanity/ etc to Jesus takes some getting used to (or activating Him for Everything). Hehe ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To release control to the Shepherd , that he will work to protect me. Instead of me trying to put worldly knowledge to counter the world (my old man made armor). I now use His blood to protect me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been thinking of the CNY customs also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nian&lt;br /&gt;2. Red every where!&lt;br /&gt;3. Tai sui , or praying to applease the 60 tai suis.&lt;br /&gt;Nian, is essentially a malevolent spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Red - Mimicry of Lambs blood&lt;br /&gt;Tai Sui&amp;nbsp; - more evil spirits, they are stars in the universe, each year they change and certain people will be affected because of birth year, location , timing.&lt;br /&gt;Renewal by Spring cleaning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these seems to say it is a minicry of the 1st Passover. The Spirit of God was moving in Egypt in the night. Those whose house do not have Lamb's blood on their door posts, their first born will be killed. Those who lived, got to move house and move out of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think many still did not accept that the Law was already fulfilled and made void because Jesus the Lamb of God had fulfilled the requirements of the Law and death. Anyone who believes in Jesus, has a legit claim to God for His Protection, Abundance, Blessings, Health - just like the prodigal son who has returned to Him. ASK - Mathew 11:30 Those who believe in Jesus, the world and Devil can not claim any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope more and more people know about this and they can be set free&amp;nbsp; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5232552339846805754?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5232552339846805754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5232552339846805754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5232552339846805754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5232552339846805754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/weary-ones.html' title='The weary ones'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7242435451881167973</id><published>2012-01-18T08:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:03:32.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In all seasons</title><content type='html'>'... All of my life you are still God , in every season, I have a reason to sing ! ' Hillsongs &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7242435451881167973?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7242435451881167973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7242435451881167973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7242435451881167973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7242435451881167973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-all-seasons.html' title='In all seasons'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-946047348791528232</id><published>2012-01-06T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T21:11:58.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetness</title><content type='html'>When the wine at the wedding ran out, Jesus made the jars of water flush red. In the marriage crisis, when the relationship hit a cross road, Jesus had always been there . &lt;br /&gt;In fact at every moment of my life Jesus had been here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-946047348791528232?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/946047348791528232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=946047348791528232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/946047348791528232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/946047348791528232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/sweetness.html' title='Sweetness'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4496507846453213881</id><published>2011-12-31T09:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T09:01:20.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hah !</title><content type='html'>This December is a really slow month. I felt like staying home for the whole month. &lt;br /&gt;The weather was much better than last december having no strong gusts of wind or weeklong hard rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my plants died from lack of watering and limited sunshine. But I guessed water shortage was the main  &lt;br /&gt;cause since I don't feel like watering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey with Jesus had seen some break throughs .&lt;br /&gt;I had began to sincerely wanting to pray for more people that I care about . Actually devoting more time for prayer . I am proud of the lord to meet my prayer for my god daughter ! Although she was born 1 week premature , but she has born with painless contractions and healthy . Now 2 mths old , she weighs 6 kgs and is a sweet girl with little tantrums.&lt;br /&gt; The other day, my brother drove my dad , mom and I back to my house . On the way back , I keep telling him to slow down , it seems odd because in the 5 years that he was driving , I had never doubted his driving skills nor in the 1st year when he was on the probation pass. So near my house at the traffic cross junction , we nearly had a hit from the incoming car.  &lt;br /&gt;My brother's car was moving straight . 2 cars was in the opposite lane , preparing to make a quarter turn. The 1 st car made the u turn , this was illegal u turn . The 2nd car followed behind , not to make a u turn but to make a quarter turn to go up the express way. My brother' s car followed behind the 1 st car . The 2nd car almost collided into my brother's car.  &lt;br /&gt;The 2 nd car driver was talking to his girl friend and did not pay attention to traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are even times when a feeling of dread rises and it is for a certain person, when this happens I will pray soon for that person .&lt;br /&gt;I am reading books that serene loan me . It was some of her collection of titles from Christian perspective and books about Jesus .&lt;br /&gt;I yet to discover how I should serve the church because I have resisted the notion for sometime . But it will be apparent in God's good plan for me .&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime , I will need to continue to study and be able to share about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4496507846453213881?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4496507846453213881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4496507846453213881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4496507846453213881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4496507846453213881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/12/hah.html' title='Hah !'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-27605722927140408</id><published>2011-11-12T10:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T10:39:02.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How the day of Sabbath will shake all you Knew!</title><content type='html'>Just the day, after the podcast of Joseph prince, he mentioned the Sabbath was on the gregorian calender's Sundown Friday, I had it in my head, fine. Since my Paster said, it is , IT IS. As I know normally he studies the isreali know what/ how / etc, and i thought it must be right. (he is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, on my way back from grocery shopping, there was 1 China Chinese(she is also studying in korea + fluent in korean ) that came to me and share on the word of lord .&lt;br /&gt;She want to share 1 major point: that God had a Father God (cos he made a man, and he made a woman) and there is a Mother God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said the the bride of God (bride means woman) that will return to God eventually (that there was a Mother God). I nearly wanted to smack her. I told her that I disagreed with her. I told her the Church(that is all saved Christians WHO Believe in the purpose of Jesus' Resurrection) is the bride.&lt;br /&gt;While I am typing this, even my pastor for some years had been misunderstood on some texts, only in recent years, he had corrected some of what he used to speak of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, yesterday It was Debunking what she knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one that we had discuss was the Sabbath. She thinks that Sabbath was on our Gregorian Calender's Sunday. No I said. In isreal, Sundown Friday IS the Sabbath. She challenged me that if Jesus died and rose on the Jesus rose on the 7th day and Passover was on the 7th day - shouldn't it be the Sabbath day ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color rose on my neck , really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my support:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.remnantofgod.org/7thdayneverchanged.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hebrew4christians.com/Holidays/Calendar/calendar.html&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I found my answer yesterday : Jews use the Lunar Calender not Solar calender. &lt;br /&gt;There are certain fractions of the lunar day that are really fractions, the Jewish calendar had compensated by adding to the final leap year etc.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DuRzrSXEKQ/Tr3Wmga984I/AAAAAAAAAHw/uM2uG4P07Qs/s1600/Jewish+week.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="71" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DuRzrSXEKQ/Tr3Wmga984I/AAAAAAAAAHw/uM2uG4P07Qs/s320/Jewish+week.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And the Gregorian calender:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hebrew4christians.com/Holidays/Calendar/Gregorian/gregorian.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-27605722927140408?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/27605722927140408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=27605722927140408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/27605722927140408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/27605722927140408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-day-of-sabbath-will-shake-all-you.html' title='How the day of Sabbath will shake all you Knew!'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DuRzrSXEKQ/Tr3Wmga984I/AAAAAAAAAHw/uM2uG4P07Qs/s72-c/Jewish+week.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-6933695534802261091</id><published>2011-11-07T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T10:27:40.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despite</title><content type='html'>Yes, despite the birth pains of this world, I will continue to be in praise of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was a child, the earthquakes, floods, droughts and twisters had been going on and on in the TV telecasts.&lt;br /&gt;Out of Hell, the earth will roar, and the waves will roar, and we see exploding volcanos and Tsunamis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the recent days, there are more and more. The Katrina in the USA, Floods in the AU, Earthquakes in India and Japan (Tsunami too).&lt;br /&gt;The birth pains are starting and the contractions are getting sooner and sooner. But it won't end just yet, not for another 2-2.5 decades at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the following span of time I will continue to learn more of the Lord and to seek his favor and protection and more wisdom. To know more about the Lord and to seek understanding of Him.&lt;br /&gt;When Thailand was overcame with Floods, I asked the Lord to stop the Floods and to use Thailand to start his Revival and from there to the rest of the World.&lt;br /&gt;It is often misunderstood by many that:&lt;br /&gt;1. The GOD gave the disasters :: No! When Adam ate the fruit of knowledge - he gave Satan (the small god) the reign of this World.&lt;br /&gt;2.Time :: God doesn't operate in OUR perception of TIME. When the prayer spoken plainly, I had experienced (in our time) - quickly the prayer was met, some longer (like in the magnitude of things that need to change - like me in the past - my thinking, my behavior).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to trust the Lord in my recent days in praise and understanding. He is the only way to my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-6933695534802261091?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6933695534802261091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=6933695534802261091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/6933695534802261091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/6933695534802261091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/11/despite.html' title='Despite'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-3280906642941980323</id><published>2011-10-14T08:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T08:56:59.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little one</title><content type='html'>My friend is having a baby . Today is 1 week a little early. she has yet to be delivered. She will be fully and perfectly formed when it is time for her to be delivered , In Jesus's name !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-3280906642941980323?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3280906642941980323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=3280906642941980323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3280906642941980323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3280906642941980323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-one.html' title='A little one'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8003140193057719150</id><published>2011-10-03T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T23:05:41.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt</title><content type='html'>I heard a sermon today , it didn't occur to me before about salt . &lt;br /&gt;I. The verse "you are the salt of the earth and if the salt had lost it's flavor where shall it be seasoned " ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt makes the person who takes it feel thirsty . In the same if you are thoroughly seasoned with salt , non believers will be drawn to you , to see why you are salted / blessed and they will know who blesses you. &lt;br /&gt;In the same , share the salt , that those who wish-to partake of the salt , part take in Jesus , the living water to quench the thirst. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--GPkV4DXakU/TonPRUgiJpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ikx_fQ1ANuE/s640/blogger-image-17456409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--GPkV4DXakU/TonPRUgiJpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ikx_fQ1ANuE/s640/blogger-image-17456409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8003140193057719150?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8003140193057719150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8003140193057719150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8003140193057719150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8003140193057719150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/10/salt.html' title='Salt'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--GPkV4DXakU/TonPRUgiJpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/ikx_fQ1ANuE/s72-c/blogger-image-17456409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7919687363611289899</id><published>2011-09-19T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T00:47:19.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh supply every day any time</title><content type='html'>I think I ran out of energy a long time back .&lt;br /&gt;I thought that time away from God will give me some space to clear my head . I was confused at a Lot of things. Wondering why my faith is not turning out thr way it should be , that was in abundance in my life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed that the World had managed to dig and plant something in me that time , that is doubt of God . In order for Him to bless me that I should perform. But that is Wrong ! Because Jesus had came and died for me that I should be in the place of rest that when I draw my fresh supply from God , I am blessed . &lt;br /&gt;Today I had finally broke my one exodus and went to church . &lt;br /&gt;The message today is fairly plain and easy to get it.&lt;br /&gt;Solomon speaks of them tiny animals or creatures that he finds worthy to be life lessons that we should learn from&lt;br /&gt;1. Ants - hive mind. By it sled one only , any one can kill the ant . But when the ant work together the whole hive gets going and sustained&lt;br /&gt;2. Lizards - they stick . Sticking around fir some what difficult situations like upside down from the ceiling or situations or persistence in any situation.&lt;br /&gt;3 rock badger - they recognize thir venerability and used the rock as their safe refuge.&lt;br /&gt;4. The locusts-unity. In 1 locust , there is not much harm to any crop. They are also without a King , yet they can go forth ad an army , ate up anything in their path . In other words cripple the farmer's or country's economy.&lt;br /&gt;In summary of these , God's people to be united , yo be persistent , to stick around and to take Jesus as their rock and refuge, that we are blessed !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7919687363611289899?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7919687363611289899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7919687363611289899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7919687363611289899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7919687363611289899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/fresh-supply-every-day-any-time.html' title='Fresh supply every day any time'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-1216832916280217758</id><published>2011-09-03T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T13:46:52.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What seeds are we sowing?</title><content type='html'>In the parable of the seeds, it says that there are many types of soil conditions that the seeds are scattered on.&lt;br /&gt;Those in poor soil may spout fast, but die later. &lt;br /&gt;Those in rockly soil have a hard time growing up and barely living&lt;br /&gt;Those in good soil, grow up nicely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, all of these seeds need watering.&lt;br /&gt;How much of water to water these seeds?&lt;br /&gt;Just enough water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I want to bring this up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we grew, and into maturity. Each of us, were once a seed.&lt;br /&gt;We receive 'water' from all the sources around us, some 'water' flood us and make us choke and drown, some 'water' are nuggets of nourishment and support and guidance and we grew up tall and straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same, we water onto others, give 'water' to support another life.&lt;br /&gt;When we give to others for Jesus, Jesus will fill us up. As like Jesus at the well, and the Samaritan women drew water (knowledge of God)&amp;nbsp; from Jesus, that she is nourished,and Jesus in giving out water(knowledge of God) is replenished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus to all seeds, do not despair of the situations, go towards Jesus for watering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-1216832916280217758?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1216832916280217758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=1216832916280217758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1216832916280217758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1216832916280217758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-seeds-are-we-sowing.html' title='What seeds are we sowing?'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-3600530144814288921</id><published>2011-08-25T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T00:52:55.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In wisdom</title><content type='html'>Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;It is often times when I view the world , the place of dust. Where it seems to revel in itself. It seeks to promote it wiles and means . Never had it stopped , perhaps only for the end if times .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear for those who see wisdom in names , in numbers , in parables and understanding that of wisdom will unlock the gate out of this world and unto Jesus .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sadden at times when the lost yet to return . &lt;br /&gt;Though I've returned , I've not washed my feet often enough and was hard of hearing . My own reserves had gone flat out. This Sunday I will go to have my batteries all charged up and hear if good news first hand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the roaring of waves and the spliting of atoms , how many can stand in the way of the world and survive ? The lost still don't realize how much the world wants to destroy them. Yet day after day the lost carried on being caught up in the web . &lt;br /&gt;It is hard to watch all of this every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-3600530144814288921?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3600530144814288921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=3600530144814288921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3600530144814288921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3600530144814288921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-wisdom.html' title='In wisdom'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2159934676341370941</id><published>2011-08-04T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:24:48.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clear Skies</title><content type='html'>the Skies here in Singapore is almost cloudless azure as I could possibly remember in all my years&lt;br /&gt;In as much as I know the the salvation signs had manifested in the tidal of Japan in 2011 in the roaring of the waves and the splitting of Dynamite / fission , it brings a grim knowledge that there are still many that had not returned Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I saw a Rainbow in the morning sky, it was still a little rainy when I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;I remember his memorial in the Skies, that when I hold my bow in the skies, that I will not flood the earth again. In this fact, at least there won't be floods or ice caps melting at a drastic rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things that the world knows what it wants, but I know I am safe in the knowledge of my father's protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this prayer I say, My Lord, My Dad, Bring the children to return to Your Home , show them Your Finished Work in Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For those that are in the area of Death or will be, experience his Mercy and do return to Him. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that refuse, one day when the doors close, there will be no more opening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2159934676341370941?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2159934676341370941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2159934676341370941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2159934676341370941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2159934676341370941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/08/clear-skies.html' title='Clear Skies'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4706484854857835313</id><published>2011-07-19T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T22:53:10.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incline our ears</title><content type='html'>In other words, humble our ears, to advice of the Grace that is showered on us.&lt;br /&gt;We do not need to give and God should only be the only one providing for us.&lt;br /&gt;We will use Jesus - our bread of life to eat of him (To engage with prayers and songs of praise) , to use the Oil of Abundance to smooth our lives and to drink of the Wine of his blood for our Rightousness !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, it is more apparent for me to bless more, to speak blessings more.. that I've realise what my position is , that is to receive from God. I rely on his Favor and Grace and Protection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4706484854857835313?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4706484854857835313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4706484854857835313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4706484854857835313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4706484854857835313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/incline-our-ears.html' title='Incline our ears'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7013278500899089934</id><published>2011-07-04T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:38:47.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Leave day</title><content type='html'>It is nice to be on leave once a while.&lt;br /&gt;To be totally away from work and to sleep in on a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up close to noon time, a quick check in on the work computer to see any urgent emails and off to lunch with dad. &lt;br /&gt;We brought lunch back to his home, and shared with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom came over to fix my washing machine faucet that was leaking. Then it was done.&lt;br /&gt;I had sewed one dress hem, and cleared out some old electronics and old cds and bags. The room's looking neater =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a quick bath and off to parents' home for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good day indeed !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7013278500899089934?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7013278500899089934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7013278500899089934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7013278500899089934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7013278500899089934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-leave-day.html' title='On Leave day'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5892989853649118962</id><published>2011-05-17T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T06:36:09.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelers</title><content type='html'>In the days of old and the times now , many made the voyage and flights to lands beyond.  A new experience if wonder that machines over sea and over airs delivered them to sights and wonders unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a crowd from china , in business suits , flip flops , identical bags sans tour leader , it must had been a marvel to travel. I hope more people have the opportunity to travel .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5892989853649118962?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5892989853649118962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5892989853649118962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5892989853649118962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5892989853649118962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/travelers.html' title='Travelers'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-689205675090080376</id><published>2011-05-09T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:35:07.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Season</title><content type='html'>Here in Singapore, we just conculded the General Elections in the early hours of Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across all the GRCs, I had witnessed that there are many raising voices of concerns, although the current political party had won. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The populace felt that their means of establishing their livelihood and the means to start their own families are reduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would agree that if you are born in the lowest of low, the only  way that you may climb up is via good education. And if the options are  not publicized or offered to their parents nor the child, I think this  family unit will fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, essentially elites remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In comparison, salary of ministers are paid in the thousands and Ks per month, and the mainstay of the populace are in only max 50K or less a year. Would it take public speaking skills and a degree in our National Universities to produce the key to the politics and civil service and ensure that kind of livelihood ? Or the high salary is to prevent corruption? Is that the real reason?&lt;br /&gt;In this country that the average person does not earn more than the average person in the USA, but our ministers are earning more than the USA senators, how is that justified ? Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE are the Singaporeans. &lt;br /&gt;Foreigners that our forefathers are, and we are the children that are born here. None had more leverage or qualifications over another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no value in the existing ministers if their next rule further alienates us. Have your priorities straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not give up living but we will give them up and we will close the doors on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-689205675090080376?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/689205675090080376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=689205675090080376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/689205675090080376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/689205675090080376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-season.html' title='This Season'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-6794909136983235512</id><published>2011-03-15T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:59:14.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe then..</title><content type='html'>I was just back from a week long trip in Taiwan with hubby. On Friday, we got the news from my dad, who called me to ask if my flight was diverted / delayed as the Tsunami and earthquake was on Sendai Japan, Taipei was near the Southern tip of Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was strange world after all. Thanks to the g-o-d, can't wait to see it fallen and locked away. bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, the images and the knowledge of devastation had haunted me for the longest time. I had often wondered why that God did not intervene. Thanks to Adam somewhat for giving the g-o-d the reins. bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, and despite this, I was glad and blessed that God had kept me away from Japan, as I had short listed Tokyo as the destination for the same traveling period (that would had coincide with the earthquake). I reminded me of the sharing by our pastor of one of our brother's son who was at the 911 incident. He was late somewhat to work, which he was normally prompt to report to work. As he was later than the usual the plane had already crashed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-6794909136983235512?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6794909136983235512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=6794909136983235512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/6794909136983235512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/6794909136983235512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/03/maybe-then.html' title='Maybe then..'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8936741694904493198</id><published>2011-02-27T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T23:16:18.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe</title><content type='html'>It is whacked, to see friends to be in the pits.. it is strange that when a life line is thrown in, most don't take it. ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8936741694904493198?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8936741694904493198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8936741694904493198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8936741694904493198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8936741694904493198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/02/maybe.html' title='Maybe'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8560918957437753212</id><published>2011-01-30T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T14:57:02.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a cold rainy day</title><content type='html'>The rains brings a reprieve to the much thirsty greens around here. In fact, it had been raining way too much as compared to the previous number of years.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a cup of EB now, nice aroma and strong taste. I like the brands of TWG, Marks &amp;amp; Spencer, Dilmah.&lt;br /&gt;Lady EG also good. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8560918957437753212?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8560918957437753212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8560918957437753212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8560918957437753212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8560918957437753212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-cold-rainy-day.html' title='It&apos;s a cold rainy day'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2253174880026504184</id><published>2011-01-22T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T23:01:54.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather change</title><content type='html'>It is that time of the year when january arrives in bloom, that the cool winds no longer blow and the sunshine in the wind and the light is greatly in abundance. Great for planting !&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to grow some morning glory , cosmos and wheat grass , they were planted in dec , hope that they will continue to grow nicely.&lt;br /&gt;Probalynext I will tey to get a shelf , the many little pots are getting messy ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2253174880026504184?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2253174880026504184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2253174880026504184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2253174880026504184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2253174880026504184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/weather-change.html' title='Weather change'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8642833661113385541</id><published>2011-01-18T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T20:47:42.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little quiet</title><content type='html'>much too noisy in the day , everyone is awake and make too much noise .&lt;br /&gt;Some times I just want to huddle in bed and sleep the day through , yum&lt;br /&gt;It had been raining too much and my plants seemed too cold to bar the winds , theywere falling this way that way &lt;br /&gt;Seedings aren't doing much either , the slow growth is amazingly slow heeh ....&lt;br /&gt;We'll see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8642833661113385541?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8642833661113385541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8642833661113385541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8642833661113385541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8642833661113385541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-quiet.html' title='A little quiet'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2689430152667545883</id><published>2011-01-03T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T23:09:22.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the lamb go , the shepherd seeks</title><content type='html'>Jesus told a parable / story &lt;br /&gt;A shepherd has many sheep, and when one gies missing , he left all the other sheep to look for the lost sheep. He may look in all th cranked , the tourney bushes, the hilly sides and waterways, just to find that lost sheep. And when that he found it , he came back as the proudest and happiest , for he had found his jewel and he placed his jewel in his care again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like when we are in th darkest , when we are caught in the webs if this world, that when we fell in the hilly rocks, that we could no longer walk , that if we were drowning , call to him to search and rescue. Despite your own struggles against this shepherd that has come to free you , he gas already bright the offer of help.&lt;br /&gt;Take it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Joshua was fighting the armorites , he asked God to halt the sun and the moon, Joshua 10:12 , and the sun stopped. &lt;br /&gt;The son of man had never stopped while he was walking. The only time that he stopped was when a blind man shouted , Jesus ! While Jesus was walking in the crowd. The blind man was brought to Jesus , Jesus asked the blind man what was it that the blind man wanted . The blind man requested that he might receive his sight if Jesus was willing . And Jesus gave sight to the blind man. In this , call out in prayer , in your asking of God , that when the prison exchang e was made at the cross , that the Grace of God of Jesus was now for the little children who believed in Jesus , that alll the blessings be released for the lambs who returned to the Lord !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Notice when sheep are mentioned , it is used in the context of those who belongs to the shepherd I.e. Those who believes&lt;br /&gt;Those who are newly saved are called as little children , they are liken to ones of faith in the Lord aka the little lambs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2689430152667545883?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2689430152667545883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2689430152667545883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2689430152667545883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2689430152667545883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/where-lamb-go-shepherd-seeks.html' title='Where the lamb go , the shepherd seeks'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4743803205147983114</id><published>2011-01-03T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:15:40.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thorns</title><content type='html'>We all carry some form of thorns with us , in our words , thoughts , behavior or actions . Some formed some deep scars that we barely noticed , we barely even thought about hem any more , cobwebs had formed over them , we hoght just when they Re out from our sight hat we barely know barely see , bt they nonetheless know that the scars scared our own perceptions of things that are in the plain . &lt;br /&gt;Did we stop to review if those that we had neglected those hat we had hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I was reviewing what my pastor said , he said that the world tried to make us think to work harder , try harder , use the body's own effort to do harder aka self effort , but there is no lasting gain. WhT we are really doing is stress . What we should be doing is to look and rely on the finished work of Jesus and th Grace will follow naturally and not to work for it to happen. &lt;br /&gt;Where little lambs rest and forlick on the passenger and shepherd will guard. Let the shepherd do his job , and we believe that our shepherd will do his job , it will be perfect !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4743803205147983114?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4743803205147983114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4743803205147983114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4743803205147983114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4743803205147983114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/thorns.html' title='Thorns'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7908217141401635719</id><published>2011-01-03T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:02:44.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the darkest time in the night when Grace fell</title><content type='html'>Most people during 3 to 6 am , they are fast asleep at this period of the night . When the Lord's people were hungry and have nothing to eat after they escaped from the desert, they cried to the Lord. The Lord said to Moses and told him to tell the people that they will have manna in the morning. The next day , the people found manna on the dew and near hierarchy own tents. Let all the people take the manna according to his own appetite and need, do not take more than needed , for it will spoil and yest when tomorrow come , there will be a batch of manna daily . &lt;br /&gt;Jesus said that he is the bread , he also informed the disciples hat when thy pray , give us our daily bread.&lt;br /&gt;Bread is a sustenance that provides energy , to start of things, for many it is a meal in the morning . In informing that JEsus himself is the bread , is to invite all to part-take of Jesus daily. To rely on Jesus' finished work on the cross and to have a reminder to self that he is constantly with us that we do no need to lack and that we will always have a fresh supply of Jesus where ever that we might be(near our tents /homes) and that we will fellowship with him According to  our appetites, I.e. Every Sunday service , daily prayer or monthly prayer etc etc. It is the same symbolic reason why at he last supper that Jesus broke bread and divided between the disciples , that those who part take by eating the bread will have a part of him , to remember him and to hold fast to his finished work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7908217141401635719?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7908217141401635719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7908217141401635719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7908217141401635719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7908217141401635719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-darkest-time-in-night-when-grace.html' title='In the darkest time in the night when Grace fell'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-6712524235358449306</id><published>2010-12-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T23:59:47.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering of the days that gone past and the ones that left us</title><content type='html'>When I was a child, I had a maternal and a paternal grand mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My paternal Grandmother passed on, then my maternal Grandmother passed on in a few years' time.&lt;br /&gt;It was a scary thing to know, that some one with Great age can cease to be living and I can no longer see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, when I was about 14, one Girl whom I knew at Church died. She was 21, and with cancer. That I didn't know till another church mate told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 18, my friend died in an motor bike accident. When I was about 26-27, another friend &amp;amp; his wide-to be died in a Thow overcrowding and they sunk into the sea of Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these death, physical and soul departing, was a deep shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the hestitancy to bring forth life, and every day that the lives are departing.. it is very scary.&lt;br /&gt;There are places and nooks to hide, but one day that when this is really nothing to be bothered with, perhaps is the day where I really look Jesus in his work at Death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-6712524235358449306?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6712524235358449306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-9050814666203503444</id><published>2010-12-24T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T15:46:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>While we are learning to walk</title><content type='html'>While we are still in the infancy, that we are learning many many things&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating day , everyday&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we babble , fall or spit&lt;br /&gt;That we will learn to talk clearly, walk steadily and hold in our words even when the situation is really trying&lt;br /&gt;It's Great the Jesus in in Our Lives that we can 'taste' or experience His Finished work, and I won't be pre-occupied with the World.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-9050814666203503444?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2756124114180159914</id><published>2010-11-28T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:33:29.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Patience</title><content type='html'>A little patience while I am the child and am growing.&lt;br /&gt;A little faith that I do not stumble in my understanding.&lt;br /&gt;While that I am still small, that I am still learning to be growing in strength in the Lord's knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;While I am small of faith, one day I will excel like Moses did.&lt;br /&gt;When the help of my Lord is still on it's way, I shall have faith, that the turbulence will sweep pass.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not falter to bend and crack under the winds.&lt;br /&gt;That one day my Lord establishes my roots and my life firmly.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2756124114180159914?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2756124114180159914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2756124114180159914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2756124114180159914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2756124114180159914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-patience.html' title='A Little Patience'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5869231224422623219</id><published>2010-11-01T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T00:33:35.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disciple whom Jesus loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In John, he was mentioning that 'disciple whom Jesus loved', John was acutely aware of Jesus's Love for each of the persons who came to rely on Jesus' ever lasting water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Only John came close to rely on Jesus. This is depicted at the last supper, when John lay on Jesus' bosom, to rest on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This pointed out a number of things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. In order to rest totally on someone , you need trust the person completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. To trust a person completely, you will need to be Aware (and understand) of the Love that is the meaning of Jesus and Jesus sacrifice on the cross(to fulfill the demands of the sin Debt to God or to fulfill the demands of the Law(sin debt) ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even Peter, who claims to be the Advocate for Jesus, still need John to ask Jesus who will betray Jesus (at the last Supper) ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Peter's mindset was using works of himself (Peter) for Jesus, but John was the depiction of the Love and reliance on Jesus (Grace). If the shepherd calls for his lambs to come into his protection (Jesus' protection), do the lambs still go out to fight the lions? No! The Shepherd will do the fighting. When the lambs are at rest, the Shepherd protects! That is like what John is doing. It is the same with Martha and Mary, to demonstrate the relationship that The Lord wants for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman  named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at  the Lord's feet listening to what he said. But Martha was distracted by all the  preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, "Lord, don't you  care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; "Martha, Martha," the Lord answered, "you are worried and upset about many  things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it  will not be taken away from her." Luke 10:38-42 NIV&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;1. Upset about many things :: to be concern of the daily food and the demands of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;2. Mary had chosen the better , how? By Listening to Jesus :: to be feeding on Jesus's Grace and teachings; this will not be taken away. That is even when the storm rose against you, the calmer of the storms is JESUS ! Rely on Him , he will show you the way. Listen to him, he will open the teachings of the Bible onto and into you. The richness of the Lord's kingdom when the wayward son seeks his Father's forgiveness and the Father slaughter the fatten calf (opening the abundance) for the son to enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So come close and listen of Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5869231224422623219?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5869231224422623219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5869231224422623219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5869231224422623219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5869231224422623219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/11/disciple-whom-jesus-loved.html' title='Disciple whom Jesus loved'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-585875894566637200</id><published>2010-10-31T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:56:14.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':'/><title type='text'>Abundance to Fill Everything!</title><content type='html'>Maybe the natural sight had never got a chance to view in to the Heaven yet.&lt;br /&gt;In The Lord God plan, it had been his plan to welcome us back to his home, the one that we had left before (the original sin) when we were born. In many ways, I was reminded of The Lord's abundance for us, when Jesus took the Cross of the the sacrificial Lamb on the cross of wood(man's labor). When we accepted Jesus's sacrifice for us, a exchange was made, that we enter into the rest of the Lord and that the sin debt was paid to the Lord. Each man needs to acknowledge and have Jesus' blood redeem for each man's sins. No other is accepted (Genesis 4:3 to 4:8). No work of the hands (self effort) or the blood of bulls/ lambs will not be able to take away sins(&lt;a class="textlink" href="http://net.bible.org/bible.php?book=Heb&amp;amp;chapter=10#4"&gt;Heb&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="textlink" href="http://net.bible.org/verse.php?book=Heb&amp;amp;chapter=10&amp;amp;verse=4"&gt;10:4&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In plain sight, I still see death everywhere on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my view of Jesus, he has given me plenty in Abundance and Eternal water, overflowing refreshness that I could possiblity contain or drink. Often it is not the physical thirst, but the thirst and the wish of returning to the actual home of the Lord. The only place and time when I know in certainty that I will not be in fear, or be in the wilderness any more.&lt;br /&gt;In the darkest night when there seem no reason on why I could not sleep, mediating (hargar/ hagai) on the teachings and worshiping the Lord and Jesus, brings the restlessness to rest, and the dark to light.&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;a href="http://ebible.org/hnv/Ruth.htm"&gt; At his feet,&lt;/a&gt; that I rest, that I know in certainty that he who know light will clear my paths and led me on the path that he had set out for me and give me Shelter and Rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt about a path of Genelogy of Jesus yesterday. As follows:&lt;br /&gt;Adam &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; :: Man&lt;br /&gt;Seth&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :: Appointed&lt;br /&gt;Enosh&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :: Mortal&lt;br /&gt;Kenan&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; :: Sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Mahalalel&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :: The Blessed God&lt;br /&gt;Jared&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; :: Shall Come down&lt;br /&gt;Enoch&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; :: Teaching&lt;br /&gt;Methuselah :: His Death shall bring&lt;br /&gt;Lamech&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :: Powerful Rest&lt;br /&gt;Noah&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; :: Rest&lt;br /&gt;His Name is Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sarai, her name was changed from Sarai to Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="b"&gt;God said to Abraham, “As for Sarai your wife, you shall not call her name Sarai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="b"&gt;but her name will be Sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="b"&gt;I will bless her, and moreover I will give you a son by her. Yes, I will bless her, and she will be a mother of nations. Kings of peoples will come from her.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="b"&gt;Read the Hebrew from Right to left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarai ::&amp;nbsp; &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A9" title="ש"&gt;ש&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A8" title="ר"&gt;ר&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%99" title="י"&gt;י&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah ::&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A9" title="ש"&gt;ש&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A8" title="ר"&gt;ר&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%94" title="ה"&gt;ה&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%99" title="י"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%99" title="י"&gt;י&lt;/a&gt; is the number 10 (Law) and removed and replaced by &lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%94" title="ה"&gt;ה&lt;/a&gt; the number 5 (Grace)&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%99" title="י"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline" id="Consonants"&gt;Consonants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;table class="wikitable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;Name&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;Letter&lt;/th&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoneme" title="Phoneme"&gt;Phoneme&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allophone" title="Allophone"&gt;Allophone&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Help:IPA" title="Help:IPA"&gt;IPA&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/th&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;’āle&lt;u&gt;p&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('ox')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%90" title="א"&gt;א&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glottal_stop" title="Glottal stop"&gt;ʔ&lt;/a&gt;] or 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;bēṯ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('house')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%91" title="ב"&gt;ב&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_bilabial_plosive" title="Voiced bilabial plosive"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_labiodental_fricative" title="Voiced labiodental fricative"&gt;v&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; allophonically&lt;sup&gt;1 or 2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;gîmel&lt;/i&gt; ('camel')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%92" title="ג"&gt;ג&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_velar_plosive" title="Voiced velar plosive"&gt;ɡ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_velar_fricative" title="Voiced velar fricative"&gt;ɣ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; allophonically&lt;sup&gt;1 or 3 or for transport(camel)&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;dāleṯ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('door')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%93" title="ד"&gt;ד&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_alveolar_plosive" title="Voiced alveolar plosive"&gt;d&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_dental_fricative" title="Voiced dental fricative"&gt;ð&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; allophonically&lt;sup&gt;1 or 4&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: lime; color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hē&lt;/i&gt; ('open window')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: lime; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%94" title="ה"&gt;ה&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: lime; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_glottal_fricative" title="Voiceless glottal fricative"&gt;h&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, null at the end of words.&lt;sup&gt;2 or 5&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;wāw&lt;/i&gt; ('nail')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%95" title="ו"&gt;ו&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_labio-velar_approximant" title="Voiced labio-velar approximant"&gt;w&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, null after &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;/o/&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;/u/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;sup&gt;2 or 6&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zayin" title="Zayin"&gt;zayin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('weapon')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%96" title="ז"&gt;ז&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_alveolar_fricative" title="Voiced alveolar fricative"&gt;z&lt;/a&gt;] or 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;ḥēṯ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('fence')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%97" title="ח"&gt;ח&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_pharyngeal_fricative" title="Voiceless pharyngeal fricative"&gt;ħ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, (&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_uvular_fricative" title="Voiceless uvular fricative"&gt;χ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;) or 8&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;ṭēṯ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('snake')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%98" title="ט"&gt;ט&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pharyngealization" title="Pharyngealization"&gt;tˤ&lt;/a&gt;] or 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: lime; color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;yōḏ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('hand')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: lime; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%99" title="י"&gt;י&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: lime; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palatal_approximant" title="Palatal approximant"&gt;j&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, null after &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;/ɛ/&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;/e/&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;/i/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2 or 10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;ka&lt;u&gt;p&lt;/u&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('palm of hand')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%9B" title="כ"&gt;כ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%9A" title="ך"&gt;ך&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_velar_plosive" title="Voiceless velar plosive"&gt;k&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_velar_fricative" title="Voiceless velar fricative"&gt;x&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; allophonically&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;lāmeḏ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('cattle goad')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%9C" title="ל"&gt;ל&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alveolar_lateral_approximant" title="Alveolar lateral approximant"&gt;l&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;mēm&lt;/i&gt; ('water')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%9E" title="מ"&gt;מ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%9D" title="ם"&gt;ם&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bilabial_nasal" title="Bilabial nasal"&gt;m&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;nûn&lt;/i&gt; ('fish')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A0" title="נ"&gt;נ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%9F" title="ן"&gt;ן&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alveolar_nasal" title="Alveolar nasal"&gt;n&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;sāmeḵ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('prop')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A1" title="ס"&gt;ס&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_alveolar_fricative" title="Voiceless alveolar fricative"&gt;s&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;ʿayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('eye')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A2" title="ע"&gt;ע&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_pharyngeal_fricative" title="Voiced pharyngeal fricative"&gt;ʕ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, (&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiced_velar_fricative" title="Voiced velar fricative"&gt;ɣ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;pē&lt;/i&gt; ('mouth')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A4" title="פ"&gt;פ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A3" title="ף"&gt;ף&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_bilabial_plosive" title="Voiceless bilabial plosive"&gt;p&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_labiodental_fricative" title="Voiceless labiodental fricative"&gt;f&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; allophonically&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;ṣāḏē&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('fish hook')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A6" title="צ"&gt;צ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A5" title="ץ"&gt;ץ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pharyngealization" title="Pharyngealization"&gt;sˤ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;qō&lt;u&gt;p&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ('back of head')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A7" title="ק"&gt;ק&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pharyngealization" title="Pharyngealization"&gt;kˤ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; (or &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_uvular_plosive" title="Voiceless uvular plosive"&gt;q&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: #a64d79; color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;rēš&lt;/i&gt; ('head')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: #a64d79; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A8" title="ר"&gt;ר&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: #a64d79; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alveolar_trill" title="Alveolar trill"&gt;r&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trill_consonant" title="Trill consonant"&gt;trilled&lt;/a&gt; like in &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arabic" title="Arabic"&gt;Arabic&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: #a64d79; color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;śîn&lt;/i&gt;/&lt;i&gt;šîn&lt;/i&gt; ('teeth')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: #a64d79; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%A9" title="ש"&gt;ש&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="background-color: #a64d79; color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_alveolar_lateral_fricative" title="Voiceless alveolar lateral fricative"&gt;ɬ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_postalveolar_fricative" title="Voiceless postalveolar fricative"&gt;ʃ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;tāw&lt;/i&gt; ('cross')&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%AA" title="ת"&gt;ת&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_alveolar_plosive" title="Voiceless alveolar plosive"&gt;t&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;span class="IPA" title="Representation in the International Phonetic Alphabet (IPA)"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voiceless_dental_fricative" title="Voiceless dental fricative"&gt;θ&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; allophonically&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%99" title="י"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%99" title="י"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Unicode"&gt;In Exodus, this chapter is talking about the leaving of Law/ bondage behind. It talks about the many aspects of the worldly cares/ concerns that are happening on several levels: physical, crops(food/ commerce/ financial standing/ country survival), menace (plague to physical environment to cellular (within the body)&lt;/span&gt;, to deep seated perceptions (of the King/ peoples'), the people's pride in their works of their hands (magicians, the king trusts and they persisted in disbelief). and The PASSOVER . The pass over in Exodus is the Lamb that was eaten and eaten in haste, the blood that was covered on the wooden doors of the believer. This passover feast was for the nourishment of the body during that time in the place of Egypt and departure from the place of Law/ Bondage.&amp;nbsp; In the same correspond, Jesus was nailed on the wood (the physical death) to Exchange for us ! Jesus's nourishment (during our time on earth and that when Jesus come for us in the end times, the believers (the mark of Jesus) will be taken (they are spared for the 2nd death) and the plagues/ destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D7%99" title="י"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-585875894566637200?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/585875894566637200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=585875894566637200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/585875894566637200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/585875894566637200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/10/abundance-to-fill-everything.html' title='Abundance to Fill Everything!'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-1286022551864223490</id><published>2010-08-15T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T09:53:58.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restlessness</title><content type='html'>In the tens, I dream of growing to twenties when I can really start to fly. Having enjoyed the Twenties that life fly by so fast while I was having fun, to find that years slip by and the physics of the body could not catch on , that there are some sports that I can no longer do as well or as fast. That it dawn on that I'm entering into thirties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not looking forward for it. shrugs ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-1286022551864223490?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1286022551864223490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=1286022551864223490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1286022551864223490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1286022551864223490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/08/restlessness.html' title='Restlessness'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8356886953541224150</id><published>2010-08-07T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T11:45:35.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the fold of the Garment</title><content type='html'>Spread a fold of your Garment over me.&lt;br /&gt;That I come into your protection and surplus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Boaz had extend this grace over to Ruth the Gentile, that the Vine is merged with the wild wine respectively , that the Gentile is allowed into the Jews's table to share with Jesus at God's House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/resources/commentaries/IVP-NT/Matt/Canaanite-Womans-Faith"&gt;When Jesus was in Tyre &amp;amp; Sidon :&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+15&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23655"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;Then Jesus went thence, and departed into the coasts of Tyre and Sidon&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23656"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;And, behold, a woman of Canaan came out of the same coasts, and cried unto him, saying, Have mercy on me, O Lord, thou son of David; my daughter is grievously vexed with a devil. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23657"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;But he answered her not a word. And his disciples came and besought him, saying, Send her away; for she crieth after us. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23658"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;But he answered and said, I am not sent but unto the lost sheep of the house of Israel. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23659"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;Then came she and worshiped him, saying, Lord, help me. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23660"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;But he answered and said, It is not meet to take the children's bread, and to cast it to dogs. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23661"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;And she said, Truth, Lord: yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their masters' table. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23662"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;Then Jesus answered and said unto her, O woman, great is thy faith: be it unto thee even as thou wilt. And her daughter was made whole from that very hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Come wilt your thirst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8356886953541224150?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8356886953541224150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8356886953541224150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8356886953541224150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8356886953541224150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-fold-of-garment.html' title='In the fold of the Garment'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-3410049232766906728</id><published>2010-08-01T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:21:10.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the space of Time</title><content type='html'>Yes , it was a long time that I took , to share about Jesus. Even my friend yesterday, he was surprised that I've not spoken about Jesus or my faith in Jesus, despite the number of years that I've known my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not comfortable sharing Jesus before as I had many wounds that I was healing from.&lt;br /&gt;I've since gotten scars and overcame my shyness about them.&lt;br /&gt;In a way, I've survived these trials, and wore my scars as badges of faith of Jesus .&lt;br /&gt;Where I have the opportunity, I will share Jesus. Of how he had gave me a reason to live without fear and stand in His Strength and replenish from His living water.&lt;br /&gt;Amen !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-3410049232766906728?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3410049232766906728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=3410049232766906728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3410049232766906728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3410049232766906728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-space-of-time.html' title='In the space of Time'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-543602571277053270</id><published>2010-07-20T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:34:16.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Sleepless night</title><content type='html'>One Sleepless night in the book of Esther, the King was kept awake . For a King to be kept awake when he is already secure in his reign, that Sleepless night was rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that Sleepless night, the King asks for the book of remembrance, and going through that book, he found that Mordecai was not rewarded for informing and helping the King to foil the plot to kill the King.&lt;br /&gt;He proceeds to reward Mordecai, and subsequently allows Esther to intercede for the lives of the Jews (to arm &amp;amp; fight) ; even as the King's decree was issued for the elimination of the Jews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I was kept awake, I have something very heavy beyond what I can endure. It was sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the recent episode, it was over a shipment for a important project. Throughout the whole process, it was hard and got even harder on that instance. That night, it was hard to sleep, I do remember that I only fell asleep in the wee hours when the dawn was about to break. That night I was in silent rememberance of the Lord Jesus, I was trusting him to do the work, in the perfect work and the move the places where I'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;And the following morning when I woke, my head was bursting from lack of peaceful sleep, the work and the hurdle that I wanted to go over with my own effort, but had given up to Lord Jesus , was solved. The relief was complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, in my moments of quiet, I often mused, that I often try to do and show for my work , on my own efforts, SO many times, I've been shown the Grace of the Lord. In Jesus, the work was already completed even before I even realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach over, talk to him, cultivate his presence, hear his heart beat. He has been teaching me for a long time now. For the longest time , the road that I had once taken, the rocky outpost, the windy wilderness, had changed the landscape. It was not easy to hand over the Reins and trust in the Lamb and to Rest completely, aside the stream - Psalm 25  &amp;amp; 27 I now know and remind myself that When the shepherd does his job, the lamb rests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-543602571277053270?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/543602571277053270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=543602571277053270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/543602571277053270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/543602571277053270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-sleepless-night.html' title='One Sleepless night'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5174684896073567363</id><published>2010-07-13T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:46:43.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the rain ?</title><content type='html'>Across this earth, there are stretches of land which is blotched and parched.&lt;br /&gt;The lives in those lands are birthed in parts.&lt;br /&gt;They may see that it is a norm to be birthed as they are but what I see is that that is no rain.&lt;br /&gt;The air had been frozen to be thick with particles from the fires from around, forming the clouds of smog.&lt;br /&gt;No rain comes through&lt;br /&gt;Trees with only branches to show for the spring that it once had bloomed flowers of new life from&lt;br /&gt;Dust that swirl in the wind like abandoned children&lt;br /&gt;None to water the land, none to feed, no honey or milk in those lands&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5174684896073567363?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5174684896073567363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5174684896073567363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5174684896073567363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5174684896073567363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-is-rain.html' title='Where is the rain ?'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-522242806320704066</id><published>2010-06-30T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:22:00.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Goodbyes and Hellos</title><content type='html'>Today I was thinking that if I fall, who was with me, next to me when I fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had fell years ago, I won't have happily gotten up like I do now. I'm glad that Jesus in my life, and the many people who had taught me courage, of life, of encouragement one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, it's Goodbye to the old me, and Hello to the new me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don't feel if I don't belong, even if I'm not really there, say a little prayer for us, to stand firm and happily stand in light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-522242806320704066?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/522242806320704066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=522242806320704066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/522242806320704066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/522242806320704066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-for-goodbyes-and-hellos.html' title='Time for Goodbyes and Hellos'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-3093223298957524946</id><published>2010-06-30T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:12:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Night On Earth Lyrics - Delta Goodrem</title><content type='html'>It's the last night on earth&lt;br /&gt;Before the great divide&lt;br /&gt;My hands are shaking time was&lt;br /&gt;Never on our side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing&lt;br /&gt;As a beautiful goodbye&lt;br /&gt;As an ordinary day&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for you a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times &lt;br /&gt;I try to tell you this is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know right now that I&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna love you until the day I die&lt;br /&gt;And if tomorrow falls asleep&lt;br /&gt;Can you hold me first&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna love you like&lt;br /&gt;It's the last night on earth&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the last night on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penny for your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;A picture so it'll last&lt;br /&gt;Lets knock down the walls of immortality&lt;br /&gt;Your fingers on my skin&lt;br /&gt;Only you can hear my fear&lt;br /&gt;Only you can help me heal&lt;br /&gt;I see forever with you here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many miles stand between us&lt;br /&gt;This is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know right now that I&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna love you until the day I die&lt;br /&gt;And if tomorrow falls asleep&lt;br /&gt;Can you hold me first&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna love you like&lt;br /&gt;It's the last night on earth&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the last night on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough, no&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afterglow&lt;br /&gt;The horizan line&lt;br /&gt;The shadows fall&lt;br /&gt;Will you still be mine?&lt;br /&gt;Will you still be mine?&lt;br /&gt;Will you still be mine?&lt;br /&gt;I ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know right now that I&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna love you until the day I die&lt;br /&gt;(And if tomorrow falls asleep)&lt;br /&gt;'Til the day I die&lt;br /&gt;Can you hold me first&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna love you like&lt;br /&gt;It's the last night on earth&lt;br /&gt;Like it's the last night on earth&lt;br /&gt;It's the last night on earth&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-3093223298957524946?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3093223298957524946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=3093223298957524946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3093223298957524946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3093223298957524946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-night-on-earth-lyrics-delta.html' title='The Last Night On Earth Lyrics - Delta Goodrem'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4263847389558955498</id><published>2010-06-21T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:12:48.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste And See - Psalm 34</title><content type='html'>Why is it not See &amp;amp; Taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the natural situation, to see what the World is failing, there is no annointment of Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Taste, Taste and experience the Grace of God, of this relationship to communion with YOU, to fellowship with God and then to see the changes God brings to your life, when you lean on HIM , that's when you will experience his anointment on your life !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4263847389558955498?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4263847389558955498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4263847389558955498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4263847389558955498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4263847389558955498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/taste-and-see-psalm-34.html' title='Taste And See - Psalm 34'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-3741116828670864146</id><published>2010-06-12T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T03:31:52.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the going get tough , keep on Plugging</title><content type='html'>I remember Rick saying this to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's a support and advice that I still get motivated to go on forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this way is not doable, go the other, and the other and the other.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the route does give you more knocks and gets the wind out of you, turn you inside out, and gets in your hair or on your nerves, Keep on going and plugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually you will get nearer to where you want to be than if you had stood at your spot and thinking of what if , had or nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Rick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-3741116828670864146?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3741116828670864146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=3741116828670864146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3741116828670864146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3741116828670864146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-going-get-tough-keep-on-plugging.html' title='When the going get tough , keep on Plugging'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-1486114464211571</id><published>2010-05-29T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T01:56:11.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebuchadnezzar_II</title><content type='html'>Who the Lord humbles, he did.&lt;br /&gt;Man appointed himself free from God, by his pride, he stood amongst his peers and proclaim self-made Kingship.&lt;br /&gt;Through the ages, many Greats rise and fall. How many did the Lord walk with? Have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the Lord, no one is able to to stand, unless He allows.&lt;br /&gt;No one is able to walk on Water , unless permission is given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-1486114464211571?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nebuchadnezzar_II' title='Nebuchadnezzar_II'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1486114464211571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=1486114464211571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1486114464211571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1486114464211571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/nebuchadnezzarii.html' title='Nebuchadnezzar_II'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5217607109639221485</id><published>2010-05-29T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T01:31:05.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floats</title><content type='html'>An empty feeling, for the longest time, I've never been filled&lt;br /&gt;Not any material items could capture my interest, my attention&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do see the decay&lt;br /&gt;All that the feeling within feels dry, the living water quenches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5217607109639221485?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5217607109639221485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5217607109639221485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5217607109639221485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5217607109639221485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/floats.html' title='Floats'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-1756544167663855632</id><published>2010-05-19T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:29:28.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King of All Days - Hillsong United</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am lifted and unburdened at the Cross, and at his feet, his love covers (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abideinchrist.com/messages/lev25v25.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ruth &amp;amp; Boaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-1756544167663855632?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lyricsmode.com/search.php?what=songs&amp;s=king+of+all+days' title='King of All Days - Hillsong United'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1756544167663855632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=1756544167663855632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1756544167663855632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1756544167663855632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/king-of-all-days-hillsong-united.html' title='King of All Days - Hillsong United'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-122397556328983616</id><published>2010-05-04T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:13:19.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Wilderness</title><content type='html'>I remember a time that I was standing alone in the wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the world coming into being, fading or cut off in the midst of  activity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the colors of the wilderness' world swill , shifting in shapes and textures, concentrated in its aroma and odors. It was full of itself, satisfied that it had achieved by its own strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was puzzled that despite there is no permanence yet the world was drunk in its own trophies, &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;purported safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;I also remembered the living water that washed me clean of the dust of this world. It had kept me in rest ever since. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-122397556328983616?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/122397556328983616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=122397556328983616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/122397556328983616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/122397556328983616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-wilderness.html' title='In the Wilderness'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5340419733653369552</id><published>2010-05-02T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:42:36.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sower</title><content type='html'>I heard the Hokkien Pastor Henry's sermon's the other  day, there was a section that was about the role of Christians who had been saved by Jesus. In it, the Christians who are saved, when they try to share about Jesus, they are actually 'sowing'. 'Sowing' for Jesus to come into the unsaved's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a parable that Jesus had said before, it's the parable of the sower. It meant where and how you sow your seeds will affect the lives of the seed that is trying to grow. Sow in bad soil, rocky places, the seed may sprung up, but just to die. Sow in good soil and tender care, the seed will take root and live long. In the same, for the seed to know who is the living water is hard, it has many distractions and physical conditions to work though, let alone know how to drink of the living water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, a good guide will point/sow the way to Jesus. Jesus will show the seed the way back to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5340419733653369552?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5340419733653369552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5340419733653369552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5340419733653369552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5340419733653369552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/05/sower.html' title='The Sower'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-317457478990512757</id><published>2010-04-25T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:38:19.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start and End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;There are many Beginnings, some exploding with Joy, Some stained with Despair.&lt;br /&gt;Some Endings are marked in Tears, some are with Relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He will not let your foot slip, he who watches over you will  not slumber '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Psalm 121:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-317457478990512757?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/317457478990512757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=317457478990512757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/317457478990512757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/317457478990512757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/start-and-end.html' title='Start and End'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2698658623564969422</id><published>2010-04-11T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:51:13.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little step</title><content type='html'>A Little Step, trend onward silently, no one notices&lt;br /&gt;Forward a little distance&lt;br /&gt;The scene changes&lt;br /&gt;The view spreads outwards&lt;br /&gt;Take in the vastness of this image&lt;br /&gt;Take heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2698658623564969422?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2698658623564969422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2698658623564969422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2698658623564969422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2698658623564969422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-step.html' title='A little step'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2146645174377755048</id><published>2010-03-15T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:52:00.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Today a friend told me a piece of good news, one of our friends got a baby and is delivering soon.&lt;br /&gt;Time do fly, when I first knew her.&lt;br /&gt;Over these years, we had drifted far away, though living in the same town. I suppose that we don't have much to talk about anymore. Gone are the days where she knew what I was thinking from 1 look.&lt;br /&gt;I have much to owe her to. Some things that I would want to apologize for, some things that I want to thank her for.&lt;br /&gt;There is a part of me that will always remember her fondly and dearly. For the the support also when I was just a young christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is a thing that we simply don't have for each other. However so, I wish her well still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2146645174377755048?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2146645174377755048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2146645174377755048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2146645174377755048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2146645174377755048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-695656448468654328</id><published>2010-03-15T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:45:41.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just about anything</title><content type='html'>BITE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep..... thank to super powerful tea I had yesterday night, in the end I slept maybe 3-4 hours !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-695656448468654328?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/695656448468654328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=695656448468654328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/695656448468654328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/695656448468654328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-about-anything.html' title='Just about anything'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2813042739941469251</id><published>2010-03-02T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:17:17.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat</title><content type='html'>Curve balls are a fun way to shock and upset every orderly situations.&lt;br /&gt;I think that I've gotten the knack somewhat to get the gist of it and float on. =*&lt;br /&gt;These days the weather's hot, the air's mushy and dusty. Wonder when's the rains deciding to let up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe will hit the pools this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2813042739941469251?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2813042739941469251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2813042739941469251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2813042739941469251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2813042739941469251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/03/somewhat.html' title='Somewhat'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-199327452038261445</id><published>2010-02-16T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:33:30.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a New Year After all</title><content type='html'>I'm enjoying my new work this year, plenty of growth and new stuff to do =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times that passes, when a star fades out of this world. It's a terrible time.&lt;br /&gt;My granny passed on when I was 9, my cousin's granny passed on recently. She's the nice granny that I had remembered, fed me when I was growing, partly filling the shoes of my granny.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when a star fades, her goodness left great impressions on the living.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see her when I see her then, when then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-199327452038261445?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/199327452038261445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=199327452038261445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/199327452038261445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/199327452038261445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-new-year-after-all.html' title='It&apos;s a New Year After all'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8919725371082742697</id><published>2009-12-28T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:43:48.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>It's like the end of a long road, a time for a long breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like lying on a beach out in the middle of a dusty nowhere, the sun is beating down, the wind is coming in gusts, the clouds float swiftly past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just lying out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt; after this whole year. Breathing in Deep and holding it in just there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm never alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8919725371082742697?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8919725371082742697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8919725371082742697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8919725371082742697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8919725371082742697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5826391356205207264</id><published>2009-12-13T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:25:34.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning</title><content type='html'>Taking a long breath of new air and a new outlook on things. Spring is coming and I don't want to get complacent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5826391356205207264?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5826391356205207264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5826391356205207264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5826391356205207264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5826391356205207264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8565852867241457297</id><published>2009-12-04T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:12:23.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decembers</title><content type='html'>Here it rains a LOT in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I have a water purifier for all that water. nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8565852867241457297?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8565852867241457297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8565852867241457297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8565852867241457297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8565852867241457297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/12/decembers.html' title='Decembers'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-3210851420107589925</id><published>2009-11-15T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:50:22.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen Hadassah</title><content type='html'>Hadassah is the name of the Myrtle tree in Hebrew. So what is special about it? It is a common shrub after all. Or a plain Jane, that none takes note of it.&lt;br /&gt;"Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir-tree; and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle-tree" (Isa 55:13), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is one of the prophetic pictures of God's promised blessings.&lt;/span&gt; It was one of the trees used in the Feast of Tabernacles (Neh 8:15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadassah is also known as Esther, the very same that was married to King Ahasuerus /Xerxes (He ruled from India to Ethiopia - over 127 provinces - King of Persia &amp;amp; Medes). His Palace was in Susa where the famous Citadel of Susa was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Esther, I've learnt a number of things from God:&lt;br /&gt;1. Favor - Timing&lt;br /&gt;2. Grace Speech pattern&lt;br /&gt;3. Wife to Husband relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are indeed many things that the world is trying to push you over the brink, where there is no where to walk or to hide.&lt;br /&gt;God had made my path possible, steady and bright. Why do I speak so, I recognise that Jesus is the only way back into the protection of God. Jesus had paid for my Sins fully. Once done, my high place next to God is restored to me. Protection, Favor, Grace, Abundance in all areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasassah is a common Jewish girl that is amongst all the virgins that are chosen for the harem of King Xerxes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out of so many girls, why her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these virgins are given a minimum of 6 months of oil of Myrrh &amp;amp; 6 months of perfumes &amp;amp; cosmetics. In addition, any thing that they requested, are given too. I.e. lavish clothes, jewelery.&lt;br /&gt;In the time that she was placed in the care of the King's Eunuch Hegai, She was just as given the same beauty treatments. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;However&lt;/span&gt;, she was given more, Hegai had immediately assigned 7 maids and special food and her place of dwelling was moved to the best place in the palace (remember that the other girls are in the normal accommodations), all because she had won's Hegai's favor. How? I would say the Grace of God was in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these 12 months of preparations, the girls would go to the King prepared and with any thing that they wish to wear or use for that special night.&lt;br /&gt;Hadassah had gone to the King with only the things that Hegai had prepared for her.&lt;br /&gt;Strange isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;A point to note that: The other girls had failed to notice that Hegai is the King's personal attendant, Hegai was chosen for the a very important job, that of choosing a Queen for his King. And that Hegai having being the King's own attendant knows his needs, likes and dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;When Hadassah gone to the King on that eventful night, Hegai had prepared every thing that she needs to secure the Queenship.&lt;br /&gt;In this note: When God moves the people around you to show you His Grace and Favor, Take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Hegai prepared everything for her, she went to the King that night. It was accounted that she had won the King's favor and approval in full measure that she was made Queen and there was a large celebration within the palace and in all provinces. That was how important that the recognition of Queen Hadassah was to King Xerxes for him to show her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these events, The King honored a Court official called Haman, an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agagite"&gt;Agagite&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Every Court official and citizen, will need to kneel and pay honor to him.  However Mordecai, Queen Hadassah's Cousin(he brought her up, her own parents are no more, both from Benjamin Tribe), does not kneel or pay honor to Haman. No Jew will kneel for any man, only God.&lt;br /&gt;It incensed Haman. He ploted to have all Jews killed.&lt;br /&gt;Haman made an offer to the King, saying that there is a certain people in provinces whose customs are different from the King's and that they do not obey the King's Laws and that the King should not tolerate them. Haman then offered 10 thousand Talents of silver (i.e a million dollars or more in today's currency) in to the royal Treasury if the King agree to have a decree issued to have them destroyed i.e. the Jews. The King agreed with the proposal . Haman had the scribes released the court's decrees with the King's Signet Ring to all the provinces's goverments to carry out the act on the said date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mordecai found out about it and implored Hadassah for her help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those days, if the King did not summon his citizen, none will be allowed to see him. If she or he approaches the King without being summoned and the King can order his / her execution . Only the extension of the Gold Septer to the person will spare the execution.&lt;br /&gt;So Queen Hadassah was afraid as she had not seen the King for the past 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mordecai said to her: Do not think that you are in the King's house , you alone of all the Jews will escape. For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place. But you and your Father's Family will Perish.(That is the Tribe of Benjamin)And who knows but that you have come to the royal position for such a time as this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadassah then gave word to Mordecai to ask all the Jews in the province of Sua to fast for her 3 days and 3 nights, she and her maids will fast too. (Notice that her maids will fast, ask yourself that who in their right minds would fast if they are in thier right minds, note that they are the palace maids &amp;amp; they can say no) Then she will go to the King, though it was against the Law of the land. And she will then make her request to the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days of fasting passed, Esther put on her Royal robes and went to the King's courtyard , and waited for the King to notice her, The King saw her and was pleased with her, and extended his Gold Scepter.&lt;br /&gt;At this point, The King asked her, what is your request, Queen? Up to half the Kingdom I will give you.&lt;br /&gt;The Queen, instead of stating her motive directly, asks the King to come to her banquet with Official Haman.&lt;br /&gt;That night, the King asks the Queen again what is her request, she states again that she would like the King and Haman to join her for another Banquet on the following night and she will answer the King's question.. The King grants her request.&lt;br /&gt;The following night during the banquet, The Queen asks the King to spare her life and the lives of her people. The King was surprised and asked who was the person behind this plot. It was revealed that it was Haman. The King finally had Haman hanged on the Gallows that Haman originally bulit to hang Mordecai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these 2 nights, the momentum of a Husband and a Wife relationship was re-established and affirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those days once the decree had been issued with the Signet ring of the King, none will nulilified it. However, the King issued the decree that all Jews in his provinces are allowed to take up arms to protect themselves against this attack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-3210851420107589925?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3210851420107589925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=3210851420107589925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3210851420107589925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3210851420107589925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/11/queen-hadassah.html' title='Queen Hadassah'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5399476798551034375</id><published>2009-10-29T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:06:17.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An old sewing machine</title><content type='html'>It's a sewing machine that my maternal grandmother used to work on. Sewing whichever things that caught her fancy.&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 blankets that where made from it. They have a pink backing, and a front with plenty of triangles stitched together.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's coming my place to put the new cord on the sewing machine. This Sat, I'll try to clean it and remove some of the old wood where the drawers are. The casement had crumbled..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5399476798551034375?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5399476798551034375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5399476798551034375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5399476798551034375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5399476798551034375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-sewing-machine.html' title='An old sewing machine'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2620254595179091205</id><published>2009-10-21T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:12:39.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 23 is my favorite !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It speaks of belonging, of protection, of providing for, of eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It is inclusion to God's family that I was able to enjoy the same status as sons of God, to enjoy the protection and abundance of God's promise and of Faith in Jesus my shepherd and High Priest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And David saw the new promise and favor of God, even as he had sinned. At his time, he wasn't able to enjoy it yet, as Jesus had yet to be born. David had faith in God and not in the works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h5 style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; A psalm of David. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: arial;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14237"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.=&gt; To be provided for, notice that the word used here is not need, it is abundance to provide for WANT &amp;amp; NEEDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14238"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; He makes me lie down in green pastures, =&gt; Your Rest &amp;amp; let God do work for you&lt;br /&gt;       he leads me beside quiet waters,=&gt; no storms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14239"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; he restores my soul.  =&gt; Rest your soul&lt;br /&gt;       He guides me in paths of righteousness =&gt; Walk in right paths in all areas&lt;br /&gt;       for his name's sake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14240"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Even though I walk =&gt; protection and perception and solutions&lt;br /&gt;       through the valley of the shadow of death, &lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-14240a&amp;quot;" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+23&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-14240a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I will fear no evil,  =&gt; no fear, Jesus's Death conquered all                                                                     for you are with me;&lt;br /&gt;       your rod and your staff, =&gt; These are symbols of Authority, i.e. the King's Specter (staff) / Shepherd's rod&lt;br /&gt;       they comfort me. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14241"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; You prepare a table before me =&gt; Abundance even in perilous times&lt;br /&gt;       in the presence of my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;       You anoint my head with oil; =&gt; Acceptance to God's &amp;amp; that is why they anoint&lt;br /&gt;       my cup overflows.=&gt; Abundance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14242"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Surely goodness and love will follow me =&gt; The High Priest will take your case to God for all      abundance&lt;br /&gt;       all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;       and I will dwell in the house of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;       forever. =&gt; belonging to God's Family Eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2620254595179091205?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2620254595179091205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2620254595179091205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2620254595179091205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2620254595179091205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/10/psalm-23-is-my-favorite.html' title='Psalm 23 is my favorite !'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4671279983431873245</id><published>2009-10-21T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:58:41.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Tellers and Fates</title><content type='html'>I went to a fortune teller once after I passed my 21st birthday. It was a poker card reading with her deity sitting in the shop, it was this lady from Thailand with a fair knowledge of English.&lt;br /&gt;She shuffled the cards, laid them out and began to decipher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pointed out:&lt;br /&gt;1. Health suffers because of money&lt;br /&gt;2. Studies is a good time if i could saved enough&lt;br /&gt;3. Marriage and love life - there will be major instances where I will come across where it will become a relationship. i.e. if I marry before 49 years old, I will divorce&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have any peace at all after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think at that point of time, my dad wasn't working, mom was working as a stall helper at the market, I just finished school, the hiring chances isn't great, some jobs here and there.. it's barely enough to get by.. so money was a great concern..&lt;br /&gt;I was fortunate and blessed that I was given a good job by my former manager Rick, till now, I am still in purchasing role.&lt;br /&gt;The studies part gave me an opportunity to study HR and to understand and apply the knowledge to my approach to life and work.&lt;br /&gt;On marriage, after I walk closer and closer to Jesus, he taught me that faithfulness and forgiveness will cause events in the natural form to be intoxicating. I.E. speak the words of love and understanding and know what to say to lead in the path of light.&lt;br /&gt;To the world, everything is doom and gloom, Jesus is not of this world, He is the one who is the giver, he is my high priest to GOD, and his ways are prefect. And Jesus is the one I trust only.&lt;br /&gt;In the years when I learn how to follow Jesus, of course there are times when I railed hard against him.. as I can't see immediate answers. The path, it was not easy to follow.&lt;br /&gt;It was only much later that I finally understood what he stood for and how he handled his life and his path, that I know how to handle my thoughts, my speech and my heart. 'Let their hears be sanctified by Faith ..'&lt;br /&gt;Only then, things started better and better. I am glad that this character building had me anchored well. Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4671279983431873245?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4671279983431873245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4671279983431873245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4671279983431873245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4671279983431873245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/10/fortune-tellers-and-fates.html' title='Fortune Tellers and Fates'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-1488267386091866434</id><published>2009-10-21T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:33:34.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Preeved</title><content type='html'>Of late, my digestion is getting on the nerves... the food can't be oily or spicy, like yesterday I had Mutton soup, the soup was thick with oily and it was spicy hot, after dinner, it was barely digestible... (Should had listened to my better instinct to go the next store to have their Mutton soup instead (lessER oil and only spice (not chili).&lt;br /&gt;Today I had noodles and it was OILY with pork lard... and poof! Indigestion after lunch... and I had to wait 1 hour at the clinic for the medication... even now, I am still bloated... (yes it is better than puking and purging... still ! ) Or maybe it was the milk at breakfast ... hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-1488267386091866434?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1488267386091866434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=1488267386091866434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1488267386091866434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1488267386091866434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-preeved.html' title='A little Preeved'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7905142539082570772</id><published>2009-10-04T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:37:42.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a Decision</title><content type='html'>There are right choices out there and there are temptations too.&lt;br /&gt;Often the right choices are clear and singular, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't have any frills, simply itself.&lt;br /&gt;Where temptation lies, its clouds, there is no rest in your heart. There won't be sleep either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cross roads come, step up, into the light that Jesus had set for you, that you are able to see clearly and go towards the right decision. The way can be hard, it can wear you out, as you are nearer to it, the more peaceful it is. There is no uncertainty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7905142539082570772?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7905142539082570772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7905142539082570772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7905142539082570772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7905142539082570772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/10/make-decision.html' title='Make a Decision'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4310701444944495739</id><published>2009-08-11T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:10:52.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matriarch</title><content type='html'>It's the way that the life and death comes and goes.&lt;br /&gt;When I was about nine or ten years old, my maternal Grandmother passed on. I can't say that I knew her much, or what is on her mind. There was a major language barrier. She spoke mainly Hokkien, a Chinese Dialect which I was fluent in listening, badly articulating, never sounding right or fluent enough.&lt;br /&gt;From observation, I could tell that my mum, uncle and auntie was very attached to her. She married early, had them late. My grandfather tried to escape the Chinese army conscription by fleeing to Indonesia. But finally captured and returned to China, where he finally married Grandmum. In the years that she was waiting, she helped on the farm.&lt;br /&gt;When the both of them came to Singapore, they farmed too.&lt;br /&gt;Then Grand dad died some years later, due to smoking and drinking. Liver hardened.&lt;br /&gt;Mum was about fifteen going on sixteen. It was very hard on the finances. Grandmum's 3rd cousin helped out on the funeral finances and maybe some of the day to day expenses for some time.&lt;br /&gt;From then on, it was farming day and night for Grandmum. In many ways, she did single-handedly brought up 3 kids.&lt;br /&gt;She only got to relax when my uncle brought her to his Tampines flat (after he got married and my 1st cousin was born, about 2-3 years old then). She didn't live very long after the traffic accident, bringing on the onset of intestine cancer. She faded away pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to have known her.&lt;br /&gt;In my young years, I had grieved over her for a number of years. She had taken care of me for some years. In many ways, where language could not convey, there was trust and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly of why death taketh away. I've never agree to death. Now that I know about Jesus and that he is the living water, that's a whole topic for another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4310701444944495739?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4310701444944495739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4310701444944495739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4310701444944495739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4310701444944495739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/08/matriarch.html' title='Matriarch'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8017278466149662380</id><published>2009-08-11T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:48:10.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matriact</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8017278466149662380?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8017278466149662380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8017278466149662380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8017278466149662380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8017278466149662380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/08/matriact.html' title='Matriact'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-3197118101785490929</id><published>2009-08-11T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:37:00.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting on weight</title><content type='html'>It's amazing that when I started cooking for myself, it's a mish mash of food. Things that I like vegetables, beef, noodles, prawns, soups, kelp, kim chi, onions etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;More amazing is that I gained 3 kgs, and reaching my ideal weight. Nice !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-3197118101785490929?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3197118101785490929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=3197118101785490929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3197118101785490929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3197118101785490929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/08/putting-on-weight.html' title='Putting on weight'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-422620161205569749</id><published>2009-08-05T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:07:30.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Influences</title><content type='html'>I've met many wonderful people in my life. Many had left a motivation and improvement to my faith and life.&lt;br /&gt;Like Anna, she had encouraged me to eat well (good nutrition). This is one area that I had not been paying attention to since young, so this advice is like rain on a plant, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for that. Now I had better energy levels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-422620161205569749?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/422620161205569749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=422620161205569749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/422620161205569749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/422620161205569749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/08/influences.html' title='Influences'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-1698120684110955380</id><published>2009-08-03T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:04:35.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The heat</title><content type='html'>I've been planting some tomatoes, beans, flowers over these past months.&lt;br /&gt;I think the heat got to my plants before they got a chance to grow properly. Wished it was better.&lt;br /&gt;If they all die out, I'll get those big leafy semi trees things... TT&lt;br /&gt;I hope my snapdragons grow nice and beautifully before I make that last buy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-1698120684110955380?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1698120684110955380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=1698120684110955380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1698120684110955380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1698120684110955380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/08/heat.html' title='The heat'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4472755510686896669</id><published>2009-07-19T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:16:32.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muchies ~ Yum</title><content type='html'>I've mostly been lazy with cooking food.&lt;br /&gt;A good friend sent me fabulous cook books from Australia, I'm inspired to cook more, simply because there are many fabulous recipes in those pages, and is yummilous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Erique's away for serveral days, and on 2 weekends now, I brought food from the supermarket and try some variations of the receipes. Practice makes more delicious food ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got the wolfberries from the Chinese medicinal shop. I took some 50 g of the wolfberries , some red dates, add a little sugar and boil them together.&lt;br /&gt;The properties of the wolf berries is to improve the eye sight and reduce eye strain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4472755510686896669?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4472755510686896669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4472755510686896669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4472755510686896669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4472755510686896669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/07/muchies-yum.html' title='Muchies ~ Yum'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4945271843801080952</id><published>2009-07-12T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:48:26.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Facets of Lucky Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SlnuZ1y8OBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eLpN-sQuWxI/s1600-h/Many+facets+of+lucky+bear.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SlnuZ1y8OBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eLpN-sQuWxI/s320/Many+facets+of+lucky+bear.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357575359438796818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SlnuNclf3LI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AkN4VlNsdnA/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SlnuNclf3LI/AAAAAAAAAGE/AkN4VlNsdnA/s320/DSC00555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357575146513095858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband being away, had left this Lucky bear that I had brought for him from before on my pillow. Each morning, I found the bear in different positions on the bed, seems that the bear took after my husband, kind of rumbly, tossy kind of bear, found in various nooks.&lt;br /&gt;I like the one under the blue pillow best. Reminds of me of him A LOT.&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/0120/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/New%20Folder/DSC00555.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4945271843801080952?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4945271843801080952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4945271843801080952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4945271843801080952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4945271843801080952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/07/many-facets-of-lucky-bear.html' title='Many Facets of Lucky Bear'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SlnuZ1y8OBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/eLpN-sQuWxI/s72-c/Many+facets+of+lucky+bear.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8207598327184914128</id><published>2009-07-04T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:21:28.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who will meet your need ?</title><content type='html'>Not a want, but a need. The basic building block to your survival, who would ? The emphasis on the body/ mind, it controls you. Without it, depleted and distracted you will become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this TV show I caught on Octo on 4th July. Titled : India Missing Girls.&lt;br /&gt;It shows India's emphasis on the Dowry(girls' marriage financial requirement). Many mid to low income range families are now going for ultrascans to determine the sex of the babies.&lt;br /&gt;There are mothers who have no choice but to abort, simply for the fear of the future payment of the wedding dowry that will cripple the financial situation of the bride's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an issue that needs to be changed. In a society where many of the populace, placed a strong emphasis on this dowry issue, subjecting the society to erosion, there isn't peace at all. In other words, the world around you is raging this rule on you. Telling you that by your own means that you need to bow/ submit to the demands, that you are not good enough, that there is no way for you to rise above the storms around you and that you are weak. Leaving you no choice, no hope, erode your faith till none is left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, who will meet your need? Psalm 23 says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Psalm 23&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h5&gt; A psalm of David. &lt;/h5&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-14237" class="versenum" value="1"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-14238" class="versenum" value="2"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; He makes me lie down in green pastures,&lt;br /&gt;      he leads me beside quiet waters, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-14239" class="versenum" value="3"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; he restores my soul.&lt;br /&gt;      He guides me in paths of righteousness&lt;br /&gt;      for his name's sake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-14240" class="versenum" value="4"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Even though I walk&lt;br /&gt;      through the valley of the shadow of death, &lt;sup class="footnote" value="" href="%22#fen-NIV-14240a%22" title="&amp;quot;See"&gt;a]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2023#fen-NIV-14240a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I will fear no evil,&lt;br /&gt;      for you are with me;&lt;br /&gt;      your rod and your staff,&lt;br /&gt;      they comfort me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-14241" class="versenum" value="5"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; You prepare a table before me&lt;br /&gt;      in the presence of my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;      You anoint my head with oil;&lt;br /&gt;      my cup overflows. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-14242" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; Surely goodness and love will follow me&lt;br /&gt;      all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;      and I will dwell in the house of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;      forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="footnotes"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Footnotes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ol type="a"&gt;&lt;li id="fen-NIV-14240a"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2023#en-NIV-14240" title="Go to Psalm 23:4"&gt;Psalm 23:4&lt;/a&gt;  Or &lt;i&gt; through the darkest valley &lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jesus had gone on the boat with his disciples, and he fell asleep. When Jesus was sleeping a storm rose quickly, and threaten to capsize their boat. In fear, they cried to Jesus to save them. Jesus awoke and rebuke the storm, the storm fled upon the spoken word.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 8&lt;br /&gt;In this we see that if we look to Jesus and ask him, he will meet your need. To lead you from your darkest/ deepest hour/ valley, where you thought that no light can reach. Don't be fooled. He is there. He had been in the darkness (after the crucifixion for 3 days), he knows how to help, you just need to allow him to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8207598327184914128?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8207598327184914128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8207598327184914128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8207598327184914128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8207598327184914128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-will-meet-your-need.html' title='Who will meet your need ?'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4402572569249636754</id><published>2009-06-20T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:47:54.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anchor me</title><content type='html'>Ever felt like you are floaty airy feeling even when you are in a room full of people ready to engage you ? or even sometimes when you are in a seemingly interesting conversation about your favourite activity ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxieties had latched on even without your realisation. The world expects you to perform, be Elite. All of us are born in different situations - None the same. Even if you try all your might, spent, where will it get you ? it wears you out, spent, disillusioned, defeated, disheartened, worse suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;The world shows your your flaws, it tells you that you don't qualify. Even when you are great at your job, working hard, other areas of your life bits at you, gnawing holes, gashing blood. How helpless.&lt;br /&gt;It expects you to be the best, no flaws, no sin. At the end of the living span, many of us fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Jesus because I had seen the perfect lamb, who is beloved by God &amp;amp; is flawless and is a sacrificial lamb for all my past, present &amp;amp; future sins. He is my protection from the 'storms', is my happiness - my focus on self performing activities and now onto him. He is my qualification to God, for God's peace, grace, mercy and abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look to Jesus, I allow him to govern my life. I listen to his promptings to my heart(when I hear his promptings, I have the peace of heart to do things, there is no anxieties, no doubts), I'll know what to do. It's like having constant sunshine . It warms the soul so much that I am able to radiate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share Jesus, it is in hope that others may, to allow Jesus to heal them, to lead them to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Away from Illness, from disputes, from the storms.&lt;br /&gt;In the bible, there is no insignificant details, every word , act and numbers have a current application to the peoples of that time (past), present application, and future prophesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice the wounds on others, I asked Jesus to heal them, to light, protect and guide them. After I did, I tell (speak to) them, if they believe, trust in Jesus for his finished work and (speak approval of Jesus) it's done. I don't worry if they trust or not. I know Jesus completes this. "How often would I have gathered your children together, as a hen does gather her brood under her wings, and you would not!” (Luke 13:34). Trust is no easy thing to give freely. It would only be won, if you gave it a chance to Jesus to work for you and you to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, I got this book mark of &lt;a href="http://www.thercg.org/questions/p142.a.html"&gt;Psalm 23&lt;/a&gt;, I still kept this with me, though it's a bit worn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;King David, himself a former shepherd, begins this Psalm with, “&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is my shepherd,&lt;/span&gt;” immediately putting himself &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;as a sheep in the care of Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(who is the same being as the Lord of the Old Testament-see John 1:1-3, 14 and Heb. 1:2). This analogy of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Christ as a shepherd and His chosen ones as sheep&lt;/span&gt;, is reinforced in several scriptures, especially in John 10, John 21:15-17 and Hebrews 13:20. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The shepherd is the provider and protector of his flock. The sheep are helpless without him&lt;/span&gt;. Similarly, human existence is but a sinful, carnal experience without God in our lives (John 5:30; Rom. 8:6-11).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Continuing with, “I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; shall not want&lt;/span&gt;,” David indicates here that as a sheep in Christ’s care, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;he was confident that he would lack nothing&lt;/span&gt;. This sentiment is repeated in Psalms 34:9-10, and clearly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;indicates David’s understanding in regards to putting God and God’s way first in his life &lt;/span&gt;(see Matthew 6:25-34). He goes on to write, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;“He makes me to lie down in green pastures: he leads me beside the still waters.” &lt;/span&gt;Both the “green pastures” and “still waters” &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;indicate a blessed abundance away from the 'stormy waters i.e. dangers, further illustrating the benefits of a God-led life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Psalm 23:3 begins, “&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;He restores my soul&lt;/span&gt;.” David &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;understood that he was a sinner, but also that Christ had redeemed him and would continue to restore him upon repentance&lt;/span&gt;. Psalm 51 is a good example showing David’s understanding of repentance and forgiveness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Returning to the sheep and shepherd analogy, David continues, “&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;he leads me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake&lt;/span&gt;,” indicating that it is&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Christ’s example that we are to follow&lt;/span&gt; (i.e. copy), and that it to God’s glory when we obey. Yet is only through the power of the Holy Spirit, and Jesus Christ in us, that we are even able to do so (Gal. 2:20; Phil. 4:13). In Psalm 119:172, David defines righteousness as, “…all Your commandments are righteousness.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;From personal experience, David knew that occasionally the shepherd had to lead his flock through treacherous terrain, and so he writes (as the sheep), “&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Yes, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; for You are with me&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Your rod and Your staff they comfort me&lt;/span&gt;.” Again, D&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;avid had complete trust and confidence in God and His way—He had no fear, even in the “shadow of death.&lt;/span&gt;” The r&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;od and staff are the shepherd’s tools, and are used to guide and correct the path of the sheep&lt;/span&gt;—much in the same way God has to oftentimes guide, and occasionally correct, our path. This comforted David. Paul indicates in II Timothy 1:7 that this mindset comes only from God: “For God has not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even among enemies, David had complete confidence: “Y&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ou prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies: You anoint my head with oil; my cup runs over&lt;/span&gt;.” &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;He understood the promises of blessings (anointment of oil) , blessings (my cup runs over) and protections(from enemies : eat in peace)  &lt;/span&gt;(Eph. 3:20; Luke 11:9-13; compare though with James 4:1-3).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In conclusion, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;David knew that as long as he would follow Christ&lt;/span&gt;, “&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;…goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.&lt;/span&gt;” &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He looked forward to reigning (again as King of Israel; see Ezek. 34:23-24) in the kingdom of God: “and I will dwell in the house of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; for ever.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4402572569249636754?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4402572569249636754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4402572569249636754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4402572569249636754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4402572569249636754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/anchor-me.html' title='Anchor me'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5938533283195546127</id><published>2009-06-10T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:00:45.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A question</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Who can open the doors and no one shut. Who can shut and no one open?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By whose authority ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5938533283195546127?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5938533283195546127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5938533283195546127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5938533283195546127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5938533283195546127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/question.html' title='A question'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8844308726239260185</id><published>2009-05-12T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:57:52.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MFM</title><content type='html'>It's amazing that such a city exists. The Glitz of the bright sky scrapers, numerous hotels, plenty of restaurants. It's on a land mass no bigger than SIN.&lt;br /&gt;I also saw the dark side as expected in nearly every Asia major city : street walkers&lt;br /&gt;I do wonder if the opportunity ever occur to them that they can too make a decent living without the synthetic pull of the material world?&lt;br /&gt;It never fail to make me wonder in amazement of the negative dynamics surrounding this issue.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, where there is demand, there is the supply. In this effort, I would say that the lives and expectations of these seekers are unfulfilled with their respective partners and the life that they lead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8844308726239260185?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8844308726239260185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8844308726239260185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8844308726239260185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8844308726239260185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/05/mfm.html' title='MFM'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4715687909849894881</id><published>2009-03-31T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:26:08.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing to My Heart's content</title><content type='html'>It never dawn on me that my heart can be so filled, so warm and so safe.&lt;br /&gt;    It felt that I was looking across all millennium, past self &amp;amp; cares, singing &amp;amp; praising the Lord, everything else in the world stood still.&lt;br /&gt;    In my mind's eye, the world became B&amp;amp;W, whereas the realm of the Lord became strikingly multi-colored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4715687909849894881?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4715687909849894881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4715687909849894881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4715687909849894881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4715687909849894881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/sing-to-my-hearts-content.html' title='Sing to My Heart&apos;s content'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7113616914451804225</id><published>2009-03-22T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:14:26.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bright and Morning Star - Jesus Christ! 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Everywhere was death. There is death in the sickness, in the lives of men. Why are they birthed only to die in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I see pandemics, I see wars, I see bloodshed, I see lies, I see transgressions of blood to blood. There is no life anywhere. Even in the words of the adults are uncertainties, uncertain that if tomorrow, if they can continue to live.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;And so, in my little mind, I had wanted suicide. It ate at me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;There seemed to be ‘solutions’ or answers everywhere to explain DEATH. ?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I had not known death to be attractive, to be joyous. Where death touches, it robs. Life is gone. Gone are the laughter, Gone are the joys, Gone are the promises, Gone are the certainties of continuations of many relationships. There is no hope. I see despair.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;It brought destructions, physically and mentally. Leaving crippling scars so deep rooted that you can’t even look or identify or to rise to help. I see it on the landscape, I see it in all the peoples of this world. I see it in myself. Everywhere is wasted, a massive wasteland.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Today as I wrote, it is MY testimony, because I had remembered that because of one being’s one demonstration of eternal love for me eons ago that I may live and write this today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I am not one to share these, as I view these memories, as the deepest darkest moments in my life or almost the end of my so called life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Though I had felt so low when I was young, I could not sully the knife on my blood. The act had repulsed, for it had brought no joy and I could not find my answer or meaning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;In my desperate search for the answer, even for a seemingly perceived minute lifeline, I had stumbled into him. He told me that the creator of this world is his father and why he was there. He told me that he had come to save me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘With what, sir?’, I asked. Wondering deep inside myself who is this person and by what he had the authority to save me. This person &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ludicrous&lt;/span&gt;. Did he not see Death all around?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘I have come from the Most High, the creator. He had created the world, all of living beings and you. From eons ago, he had already known you.’ he said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;‘Man had requested of the Most High to give Laws to them, and by so they rejected the protection and the blessings of the Most High. Man wanted to Justify with his own righteousness, deeds and works that they can also be worthy of the Most High. The Most High agreed. The Most High said, these are the 10 commandments of Law, keep all and be righteous in my sight and break none. Break one, you break all for eternity, and thus sin. Man agreed and took it, and Failed. Every man from birth, births into sin. And it is why you had also failed, for you are a descendant of a Man. The heavy hand of the Most High comes against all sinners’ He said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘What then? Is there any hope for me, I know that I had already been condemned and is suffering greatly and I see the effects? How am I to end the death in me?’ I asked. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘I had come to give LIFE to all that seek me. By my precious sin free blood, I had finished the sacrifice eons ago, to exchange your place in death, for one of LIFE. During my 3 days of my sacrifice, I had gone into the realms of death, I &lt;u&gt;had paid&lt;/u&gt; the requirements for the Law to the Most High with my blood. Whoever seek me, and accepts me for this deed, and so be redeemed and restored to your high place of Favor as the righteous son/daughter with the Most High.’ he said.&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘These people of world had not repented of their sins. In the end of days, the Most High will ‘Snatch up’ all the ‘sleeping’ righteous and the living righteous to his heavenly realm. He will also induce the birth of the end of days. In those days, the man will experience the destructive plagues, the destruction of their bodies and the destruction of their living means. There will be extraterrestrial collision onto earth, tsunamis, earthquakes, bitter waters that man could not ingest and all the crops will be eaten by locusts. There will also be a false self-proclaimed savior that bears the number 666, he will lead the sinners to greater suffering. In those days, man will seek death and not find relief to be able to die’, he said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘How do I have your redemption for me? I am after all a sinner.’ I asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘Recognize, acknowledge and the acceptance of me as your savior for your Sin debt to the Most High. All that I will offer – the Acceptance, Grace and Peace and blessing of the most high, the protection from your enemies and curing of diseases and abundant fortunes, these are for you. If you speak and acknowledge in my blood and I will be the Sin Debt sacrifice qualification for you to the Most High. All these, I will work for you that you shall not be &lt;u&gt;in want&lt;/u&gt; and you can enter to My Given Rest from the Hand of the Most High’ he said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;‘I accept that you, Lord Jesus, you had completed the Sin debt payment for the Law requirements to the Most High, he is the Lord of Abraham. I am pleased with your sacrifice for me, I commit to you, my life, my plans, my words, my worries, my enemies, my fortune, my paths.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I acknowledge that by my own efforts that I had failed. I accept your Abundant Blessings on All areas of my life, and I await the ‘Snatching up’ when I will be restored to the realm of the Most High Lord.’ I said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;After I received Jesus at 9 years old, there were many times in my life that I could not live, for reasons that I had lost count and not mention here, as Jesus had overcame and resolved them for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;What I want to say is there are times that Sin had put me in, the enticement of sin had led me into and the overwhelming circumstances that Sin had snared me, had broken me to dust. I had also acutely suffered at the hands of others whose transgressions had been vital to break me, be it actions made on purpose willfully or not. Those had caused my sanity and peace to snap in an instant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Jesus had forgiven me when I was a sinner. By the same token, I had forgiven all my transgressors those that I had told or had not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; By man’s own self-righteousness, plans or works, there are machinations that will always come against them, it could be any, from lies, relationships, fraud, murder, jealousy, envy, gluttony, plans that did not win the favor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I had come to learn more and more of Jesus, to appreciate him more and more&lt;b&gt;, to turn from my focus from the raging storm around me and raise my eyes and focus onto him. Slowly and surely, the enticements of sin’s stronghold on me are being broken. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Sin comes and is akin to a roaring Lion; ever wonder why it only roars when it could have torn your flesh apart? Apart from Sin, the Law is dead. When you have the salvation of Jesus(he had paid your Sin debt), when Sin comes and threatens, if you allow Sin, Jesus could not fight for you. If you allow Jesus to take the position of the shepherd to protect you (the lamb), Jesus will fight and kill the Lion. &lt;u&gt;Your focus on Jesus will break the chains of Sin.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Jesus had caused crippled men and women, who have faith and believed in him, to rise and walk. He had forgiven sinners like prostitutes, murderers and ordinary sinners. He had caused Thousands to be fed even when he had a few loaves of bread and fishes. He had also caused a ‘sleeping’ (dead) man, by the faith of his relatives who asked Jesus to save him, to rise and walk. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;It had never been that each of these sinners had ‘qualified’ themselves by good works or good deeds to overcome death. Only your belief, faith and focus in Jesus that Jesus is able to conquer the effects of Sin (Death, Sickness, pandemics, broken relationships) in your life. As you look to him at him, you see his great grace and forgiveness on and for these sinners, that you are able feel that your ‘heart’ is warmed by him and his grace and his LIFE, that you are able to extend these to have all areas of your life to be forgiven for your sins, that you are able to forgive others. And so allow the blessings of Jesus to come into your life and share LIFE with others!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;The Authority and trust of the Most High that was placed on Jesus and Jesus’ sacrifice for all our sins debt at the cross had qualified Jesus to be of Authority to forgive!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;If you believe in Jesus, you are of faith, speak and acknowledge him, ask for his forgiveness and accept his Blood sacrifice for your Sin debt. That you will be accepted and received by the Most High and you to enter HIS rest and allow Jesus to cure you of diseases, to have the complete blessing of the Most High to overcome your circumstances and to be blessed to live LIFE abundantly!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Amen !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7113616914451804225?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7113616914451804225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7113616914451804225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7113616914451804225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7113616914451804225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/03/bright-and-morning-star-jesus-christ.html' title='The Bright and Morning Star - Jesus Christ! Hallelujah !'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8035343305315324960</id><published>2009-02-26T10:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:57:39.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Alone I Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/fqQrOr/music/_cK9cvL_/new_creation_church_you_alone_i_praise/"&gt;You Alone I Praise&lt;/a&gt; from New Creation Church *AGAPE*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8035343305315324960?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8035343305315324960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8035343305315324960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8035343305315324960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8035343305315324960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-along-i-paise.html' title='You Alone I Praise'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4461904614714801019</id><published>2009-02-23T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:17:10.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count down to 7th March 09 !</title><content type='html'>It's amazing that sometimes that things don't turn out the way it's supposed to be. Initially we thought that hey, once we are registered for our marriage (legally) we can get away and live our lives (skipping the Chinese Rites of marriage). For almost 10 months, we had lived blissfully.&lt;br /&gt;Then 'Poof', my mom decided to have us to do the Chinese Rites of marriage.... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was about 2-4 weeks ago... shrugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost all the items that are needed had been prepared, gowns settled, dinner settled... most of the items are covered by parents(which is a blessing ~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now's there's the count down to 28th Feb (the Gift Exchange day) and 7th March the actual day of the Chinese Marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a feeling that both my 2 elder cousins (boys) got married before me in the early part of the year (both my cousins from Dad's side, the emphasis for us to get everything grand was scaled down (*smirks*) .. as I say to my mom,  this is not a race to the death  i.e.spending too much money aka a simple event will do)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-4461904614714801019?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4461904614714801019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4461904614714801019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4461904614714801019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4461904614714801019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/count-down-to-7th-march-09.html' title='Count down to 7th March 09 !'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-3059489730997483078</id><published>2009-02-19T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:12:22.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cara's little Girl</title><content type='html'>Today chated with Cara over msn, it's been a long long while since I last saw her, her girl is growing up fast, she'll be 2 soon, end March! Too bad the distance between us is so far, if not would have flew over to SYD to see her. Wish I got a teleporter device etc, sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-3059489730997483078?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3059489730997483078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=3059489730997483078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3059489730997483078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/3059489730997483078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/pronto.html' title='Cara&apos;s little Girl'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8038633341927159115</id><published>2009-01-08T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:59:35.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr &amp; Mrs Bear - Congrats</title><content type='html'>A very nice proposal for Mrs Bear =)&lt;div&gt;All the best to Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8038633341927159115?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8038633341927159115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8038633341927159115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8038633341927159115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8038633341927159115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-mrs-bear-congrats.html' title='Mr &amp; Mrs Bear - Congrats'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7441532590277414498</id><published>2009-01-05T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:22:35.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Dinner - Yum Yum !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SWIlKTk8dpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TC_D3sUBg6w/s1600-h/DSC00437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SWIlKTk8dpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TC_D3sUBg6w/s400/DSC00437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287829771470534290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tau Kua + Asparagus with Sesame oil &amp;amp; Light Soy Sauce&lt;br /&gt;2. Miso Soup&lt;br /&gt;3. Porridge (added pepper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7441532590277414498?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7441532590277414498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7441532590277414498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7441532590277414498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7441532590277414498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-dinner-yum-yum.html' title='1 Dinner - Yum Yum !'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SWIlKTk8dpI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TC_D3sUBg6w/s72-c/DSC00437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-9155090227211121147</id><published>2008-12-29T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:22:51.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran'-bo (qesheth, translated "a bow"; iris, "rainbow")</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SVhBiYEz6nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ze0n0k8WOxI/s1600-h/388066244_fb1120544f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SVhBiYEz6nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ze0n0k8WOxI/s400/388066244_fb1120544f_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285046221553265266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a rainbow some where in this world, so long there is rain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;where.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's nice to know that the rainbow is a sign of God's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;covenant&lt;/span&gt; for us that he will not flood all the earth again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 165, 0); font-family: 'times new roman'; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;(Gen 9:13,15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-9155090227211121147?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9155090227211121147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=9155090227211121147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/9155090227211121147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/9155090227211121147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/ran-bo-qesheth-translated-bow-iris.html' title='Ran&apos;-bo (qesheth, translated &quot;a bow&quot;; iris, &quot;rainbow&quot;)'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SVhBiYEz6nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ze0n0k8WOxI/s72-c/388066244_fb1120544f_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8079755516891424304</id><published>2008-12-23T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:21:04.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloudy day</title><content type='html'>It's hard to let go working for a growing company. Though no longer with them any more, I still wish it well and hope that one day, it will grow into the Giant that it should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8079755516891424304?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8079755516891424304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8079755516891424304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8079755516891424304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8079755516891424304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/cloudy-day.html' title='Cloudy day'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7644238583566294989</id><published>2008-12-11T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:09:21.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forward</title><content type='html'>argh.&lt;div&gt;There is nothing more than a walk in the park with God, every worry will melt its own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7644238583566294989?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7644238583566294989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7644238583566294989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7644238583566294989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7644238583566294989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/forward.html' title='Forward'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2614341197379940868</id><published>2008-11-10T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:30:23.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adaptations - Living</title><content type='html'>Adapt to living away from parents, in one's own house. Taking care of the house, cooking, finance planning etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;A big smile goes a long way =) hum humming ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2614341197379940868?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2614341197379940868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2614341197379940868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2614341197379940868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2614341197379940868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/11/adaptations-living.html' title='Adaptations - Living'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2637543248518268931</id><published>2008-10-20T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:14:20.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acne (In case the website was edited)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Introduction&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yauvan Pidika or acne vulgaris is one of the most popular health problems faced by adolescent teenagers. Most teenagers are quite conscious about their looks. Since acne appears on the face itself, it becomes a big concern. Teenagers all over the world spend huge amounts of money in order to solve the problem of their acne. But what they only manage to do is to reduce the surface problem, while the acne persists under the skin. Therefore, the acne problem recurs throughout the youth of the person. Here Ayurveda has an important role. Ayurveda treats acne at the root of the problem and not at the surface.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definition of Acne (Yauvan Pidika)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acne vulgaris is an inflammatory disorder of the skin. The problem originates from the root of the hair follicles where they are associated with sebaceous glands. Such structures are called as pilosebaceous glands. When the blood circulating in these glands is impure, then it causes eruptions on the surface of the skin. These eruptions are commonly called as pimples or zits.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been proved that yauvan pidika is caused due to an excessive production of the male hormone, testosterone. Since this hormone is present in both males and well as females, acne is a universal problem. There is no particular trend to predict whether acne shows itself more in boys or in girls. Generally, every person entering into puberty will have a case of acne in some form or the other. This issue mostly resolves itself as age advances, but again some people continue having acne right into their middle age.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Causes of Acne (Yauvan Pidika)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yauvan pidika is an internal constitutional disorder of the body. It is not an infectious or a contagious disease. Therefore, this problem is not caused due to microorganisms. The cause lies with the general constitution of the person.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to Ayurveda, the main cause of yauvan pidika is an increased vata andkapha dosha in the person. An increase in the rakta and medha dhatu also can cause yauvan pidika. Ayurveda believes that yauvan pidika is a disease that is caused due to improper diet and other internal factors. A list of the factors that can cause yauvan pidika is given below:-&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i) An improper diet is the chief cause of yauvan pidika. A person who has anah(simple constipation) and ajirna (indigestion) regularly has more chances of yauvan pidika. Similarly people who like spicy (teekha) food, sugary or oily food can haveyauvan pidika.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ii) Faulty eating methods can cause yauvan pidika. Some of the notable faulty eating methods are:-&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) Adhyashana – Consuming food at short intervals, due to which new food enters the body when the previous food is not digested.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) Virudhashana – Consuming incompatible foods together such as fish and milk, curds and milk, etc.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) Vishamashana – Consuming food with disregard to the bodily cravings, such as eating when not hungry or fasting when hungry.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iii) Having more sexual desires in adolescence can lead to yauvan pidika. This is because increased sexual desires lead to overproduction of testosterone.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iv) Deficiency of vitamin A (retinol) can cause yauvan pidika.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(v) Women who have menstrual problems, such as irregular or delayed periods, can have yauvan pidika. Generally all women do have mild acne problems during their menstrual cycles, which becomes more if the periods are delayed.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Symptoms of Acne (Yauvan Pidika)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The symptoms of acne are common in all people. The following points show how the outbreak begins:-&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i) In the beginning stages, there are small pimples or zits that appear on the face. These pimples are observed more in the pores on the face, because they are the external openings of the sebaceous glands. Apart from that, the pimples can also appear on the shoulders, arms, back and chest.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ii) On the face, the pimples are more observed on the cheeks, forehead, nose and the chin. Pimples can be painless, or they can be itchy with pain.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iii) The pimples may appear as small pinheads, which grow with time. Pus may develop in them and the pimples become hard. If pus develops, then the pimples get a yellow color on the surface.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iv) In a couple of days, the pimples erupt and dry off. This leaves behind a pockmark, which causes disfiguration of the face.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(v) During an outburst of acne, the face becomes oily. The person may be depressed due to the eruptions on the face. There is also increased sweating on the face, making the whole face look more undesirable.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diet for Acne (Yauvan Pidika)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following diet is beneficial for people who have problems with acne:-&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i) Eat food that is suitably warm. Avoid cold foods.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ii) Do not eat foods that are not compatible with each other.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iii) Keep a suitable time gap between meals. A complete meal can take anywhere between three to four hours for digestion. It is not good to eat anything else within this timeframe.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iv) Oily foods must be avoided. More abstinence from oily foods is needed in the summer season, or if you are living in a hot climate.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(v) Do not gorge on spicy and sugary food. Keep your diet a perfect balance of foods with different tastes.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(vi) Consume proper amounts of green leafy vegetables. This will provide the cellulose for roughage, which takes care of proper movement of bowels.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(vii) Include a fair amount of fresh fruits in your diet. This will build up proper water content in your body, which will make the blood purer.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Precautions to be Taken with Acne (Yauvan Pidika)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yauvan pidika can be treated very simply by just taking a few dietary and mental precautions. If a person has a case of yauvan pidika, then the following precautions must be taken:-&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i) Observe the dietary regulations given above.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ii) A daily bath is essential. Special attention should be paid to the face. Wash the face with water and mild soap at least twice a day, and once after returning home from outside. After each washing, rub the body with a towel to remove the dead cells from the surface of the body.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iii) Expose the skin to fresh air and sunlight often. This will help in opening the pores on the skin and lead to better circulation.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iv) Indulge in constructive activities like exercise and studies in the youth. This will prevent thoughts of sex entering into the mind.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Treatment for Acne (Yauvan Pidika)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Acne Treatment&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayurveda has several treatment methods for yauvan pidika with the promise of long-lasting results. Ayurveda attacks the root cause of the disease. This is achieved by the intake of a proper nutritive and balanced diet. There are many more home remedies that Ayurveda prescribes for yauvan pidika. Given below are some of them.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i) Applying jamun (Syzgium cumini) seeds rubbed with water on the pimples will reduce the growth of the pimples.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ii) Squash a properly ripened and soft papaya in water. Massage the whole face with this paste. The paste will begin drying up after about fifteen to twenty minutes. At this juncture, wash the face with clean water and wipe it with a rough towel. Then apply either sesame or coconut oil on the face. Continuation of this procedure for a week will help a lot in removing the pimples and their residual marks from the face. Apart from that, the face will look moister and get a youthful sheen.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iii) Rubbing the face with the peel of an orange also shows good results.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(iv) One more method of combating pimples is to wash the face with buttermilk at least twice a day.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(v) Make a paste of 10 grams of besan (flour of chickpea) and 10 grams of haldi(turmeric) in dahi (curds). Apply this paste on the face using massaging techniques. Let the paste dry on the face, and then wash it with plain water. This method provides relief within seven days of continuous application.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(vi) A paste of lodhra (Symplocos crataegoides), dhania (coriander) and vach (Acorus calamus) also promises results within seven days. This is one of the best acne treatments.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(vii) Extract the milk of the sharp thorns of the semal tree (cotton tree, Bombax ceiba). Apply this milk on the pimples directly and wash after it is dried off. Continue this process for just three days to get results.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(viii) Take powders of roasted mustard seeds, orange peels and chiraunji(Buchanania latifolia) in equal proportions. Grind them into a very fine constitution. This mixture is applied to the face.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(ix) Make a paste of jayphal (nutmeg) and red chandan (red sandalwood). Apply this on the face to reduce pimples.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(x) Prepare a mixture of neembu (lemon), black kasondi (coffee pods or java beans) and extract of the tulsi (basil) and dry it in the sun. It will become more viscous when it is dried. Apply it on the face in this concentrated form. This is a sure method of reducing pimples. This acne remedy is helpful in acne cure.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(xi) A very simple remedy is to put the roots of the neem (Azadirachtha indica) in water and apply this concoction on the pimples. This method also gives fast relief from pimples.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(xii) Make a paste of masoor dal (red lentils) with milk, camphor and ghee. Apply this mixture on the face. This will not only reduce the pimples, but also take care of the pockmarks that can remain when the pimples are dried off. This is the best acne treatment&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(xiii) Make a paste of lemon juice, milk and kalaunji (seeds of fennel flower) in very fine powder form. Apply this paste on the face at night when retiring to bed. In the morning, wash the face with lukewarm water. This method is a quick way to eradicate pimples and can be used if you have to go to a party or a function.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(xiv) Another method that can be employed if you have to socialize is to apply a paste of fine powder of dried orange peel in rose water. This will not only remove the pimples quickly but also improve the texture of the skin.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(xv) Mix a cup of milk with a cup of lemon juice. This mixture requires a time of ageing. Hence prepare it in the early morning and apply it when going to bed at night. Wash the face the next morning and wipe it with a rough towel. Continue this application for a couple of days until you see signs of relief. This acne remedy is helpful in acne cure.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(xvi) Add a spoonful of salt in a bowl of hot water. Apply this with a rough towel on the face as though you are sponging the face. Remember to keep your eyes closed during this application. After each application, wring off the excess water from the towel. This is a mildly painful process as the salt will create a tingling sensation with the open areas of the pimples. However, you will obtain sure results in ten days.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above techniques can be done at home itself. But if some of these methods do not bring the required results, or if there are unexpected results, then medical attention is required. Unexpected results will mean the problem is not simple acne, but some other more serious underlying problem.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ayurvedic   Name of the Herb&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Biological Name   of the Herb&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Common English   Name of the Herb&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Topical Action&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Aloe vera&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Aloe   vera linn&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Aloe   vera&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Aloe   vera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; takes care of marks left behind by pimples that   have dried away. It restores the former sheen of the skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Arjuna&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Terminalia   arjuna&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Arjun&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Arjuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; has excellent effects on facial skin problems such as   acne and freckles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Badaam&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Amygdalus   communis&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Almond&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Badaam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; , especially its oil, is a good laxative. It also   replenishes the skin of lost nutrients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Bergamot&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Citrus   bergamia&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Bergamot&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Bergamot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; has been used since centuries to cure sores, skin rashes   and acne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Chandana&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Santalum   album&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sandalwood&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Chandana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; has cooling properties. Its mild fragrance brings   freshness to the affected part. It purifies the blood and prevents further   outbreaks of acne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Gulab&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rosa   centifolia&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rose&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The   extract of the rose, known as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gulab jal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; is extensively used in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ayurvedic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;medicine for cooling the body. It helps in reducing the   inflammation of the pimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Haldi&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Curcuma   longa&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Turmeric&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;a href="" target="_top" style="cursor:pointer;border-top-color:transparent !important;   border-right-color:transparent !important;border-bottom-color:transparent !important;   border-left-color:transparent !important;background-repeat:initial !important;   background-attachment:initial !important;-webkit-background-clip: initial !important;   -webkit-background-origin: initial !important;bottom: 0px;background-position:   initial initial !important"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Haldi has many known benefits since several   millennia. It is very useful for all skin ailments, including psoriasis.   Buthaldi must be avoided by people who have gallstones, jaundice   and liver disorders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jamun or Jambul&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Syzgium   cumini&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Indian   blackberry or Black plum&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jamun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; has a typical purple acid, which neutralizes the alkaline   content of the pus in the pimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kapoor&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cinnamonum   camphorum&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Camphor&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Kapoor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; is a cooling agent and provides numbness to the painful   areas of pimples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lodhra&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Symplocos   crataegoides&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lodhra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; reduces side-effects of acne such as skin rashes. It also   helps in good movement of bowels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Papaya&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Carica   papaya&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Papaya&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Papaya   has excellent properties for reducing pimples by direct application on them.   Moreover the papain contained in papaya helps in digestion and purifies the   blood.&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pudina&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mentha   arvesis&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mint&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The   leaves of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;pudina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; have   good cooling properties, and are used as anti-inflammatory agent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rai or Sarson&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Brassica   hirta&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Mustard   (white)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sarson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; is a known herbal laxative. It relieves the digestive   system and thus helps in acne cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Santra&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Citrus   aurentium&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The   peel of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;santra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; fruit   contains essential oils that can kill the bacterial cells forming the pus. It   has anti-inflammatory properties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Vacha&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Acorus   calamus&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Calamus&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The   oil of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;vacha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="font5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; is   volatile and so it relieves the pain of pimples. It also has antibacterial   properties to prevent further contagion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2637543248518268931?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ayushveda.com/health/acne.htm' title='Acne (In case the website was edited)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2637543248518268931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2637543248518268931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2637543248518268931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2637543248518268931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/acne-in-case-website-was-edited.html' title='Acne (In case the website was edited)'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-1725877319498714913</id><published>2008-10-19T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:50:00.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Furama Xclusive Villas &amp; Spa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SPtI_RbsFaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/csCWPqKE4T8/s1600-h/Villa+Outside.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SPtI_RbsFaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/csCWPqKE4T8/s400/Villa+Outside.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258877241733682594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it will be nice to go away from work and focus on the noiselessness of the nature, to breathe freely and sleep without worrying and to swim when I want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-1725877319498714913?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1725877319498714913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=1725877319498714913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1725877319498714913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1725877319498714913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/furama-xclusive-villas-spa.html' title='Furama Xclusive Villas &amp; Spa'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SPtI_RbsFaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/csCWPqKE4T8/s72-c/Villa+Outside.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8319373076389372163</id><published>2008-10-03T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:34:02.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchin my Zzzs</title><content type='html'>I'm out of sorts these past few weeks, seems no matter what,  quality sleep exudes me...&lt;br /&gt;Really Fuzzy these days ... Quality Sleep where are you ?? !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8319373076389372163?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8319373076389372163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8319373076389372163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8319373076389372163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8319373076389372163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/catchin-my-zzzs.html' title='Catchin my Zzzs'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-346086965442317663</id><published>2008-08-10T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:38:22.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivan &amp; Hazel Wedded~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SJ6MgpBAGmI/AAAAAAAAACg/PTG7c1pBYpk/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SJ6MgpBAGmI/AAAAAAAAACg/PTG7c1pBYpk/s400/DSC00167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232774309444852322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is of Ivan &amp;amp; Hazel's wedding at the Art House some weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;Lovey reception, bright &amp;amp; airy , like a fariy tale, there's a harpist at the middle picture, lovely music ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-346086965442317663?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/346086965442317663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=346086965442317663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/346086965442317663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/346086965442317663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/ivan-hazel-wedded.html' title='Ivan &amp; Hazel Wedded~'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SJ6MgpBAGmI/AAAAAAAAACg/PTG7c1pBYpk/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8574366123521420780</id><published>2008-08-10T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:35:38.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazim &amp; Nadia Wedded !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SJ6L7oXBqgI/AAAAAAAAACY/wOAiGMhxuWU/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SJ6L7oXBqgI/AAAAAAAAACY/wOAiGMhxuWU/s400/DSC00201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232773673613634050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy to see them both, wedded TODAY ~~ =)&lt;br /&gt;Now this is quite a surprise as I didn't see Nazim for some years though very occasionally 1 or 2 sms that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Karina, lost touch with her some years back, when we are both busy with our emerging work lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karina converted to Islam for Nazim, and now is known as Nadia, it's a great demonstration of love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope there's news of tinkletoes soon ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their reception was at the Singapore Chamber of Commerce @ City Hall, the reception and food was good =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8574366123521420780?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8574366123521420780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8574366123521420780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8574366123521420780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8574366123521420780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/nazim-nadia-wedded.html' title='Nazim &amp; Nadia Wedded !!'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SJ6L7oXBqgI/AAAAAAAAACY/wOAiGMhxuWU/s72-c/DSC00201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-560892554387386615</id><published>2008-07-23T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:45:49.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Wishes from Rick &amp; Mary</title><content type='html'>In the time of emails &amp;amp; jet setting, I got a nice card from my old friends, Rick &amp;amp; Mary. It's well wishing card for our marriage. It's heartfelt. Though they are not on the same continent, it really feels that they are near.&lt;br /&gt;I do wish I saved enough to visit them at their place. It's probaly be next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SMILEY ALL DAY* work hard work hard !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-560892554387386615?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/560892554387386615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=560892554387386615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/560892554387386615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/560892554387386615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-wishes-from-rick-mary.html' title='Well Wishes from Rick &amp; Mary'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2201429897748525047</id><published>2008-06-29T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:15:12.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wedding at Fort Canning Old Married Soilder's Quarters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SGeYVgIa85I/AAAAAAAAACQ/uBghygbI9ss/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SGeYVgIa85I/AAAAAAAAACQ/uBghygbI9ss/s400/DSC00161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217306188501939090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was invited to a malay wedding at Fort Canning, I think the view is amazing, plenty of sunshine, trees all around, windy. it's like having a outdoor garden tea party !&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was an all white theme, white flowers =)&lt;br /&gt;~ Faizal &amp;amp; Hanis ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2201429897748525047?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2201429897748525047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2201429897748525047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2201429897748525047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2201429897748525047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/wedding-at-fort-canning-old-married.html' title='A wedding at Fort Canning Old Married Soilder&apos;s Quarters'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SGeYVgIa85I/AAAAAAAAACQ/uBghygbI9ss/s72-c/DSC00161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7759434426344890521</id><published>2008-06-28T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:41:11.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lull</title><content type='html'>It's been a long long while ... hehe&lt;br /&gt;Ever since we got the flat from HDB, realised more items are to be fixed, i.e. small cracks in the parts of the ceiling, tiles that need to be hacked etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Was getting renovation quotes from several renovation contractors, finally narrow down to one today. So today we signed the contract, and they proceeded to apply for the HDB permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reno direction is basically okay, Balinese styling, warm kind of lighting.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I was in Bali for a short villa holiday now =} &amp;amp; perhaps shop for the teak / wood furniture too .. hmm ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expected renovation timing would be approximately a month to month and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer's been a bit worn out .. tatty torn type... guess I wasn't getting enough sleep than I should be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7759434426344890521?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7759434426344890521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7759434426344890521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7759434426344890521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7759434426344890521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/lull.html' title='A Lull'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8604234882340087903</id><published>2008-05-07T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:37:12.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online web contact lists aka social lists</title><content type='html'>A long time ago, there was Friendster, along came icq, my space, many other social networks.&lt;br /&gt;For a person as I, these social networks are seldom used. I would rather get to see the person, spend some time together, however simple is the activity.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really see a point in getting these spaces.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not to vote for some person/ cause to prove something. esp that I don't even remember my passwords to any of the social network that I had signed on a whim years ago. i.e. friendster was visited like 1-2 yr 1 time ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also updating this blog is certainly a blessing already. However if I lose my password ... ho ho ho .. I might not miss updating my blog, just go out more. That's when I say, I'll see you , when I see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8604234882340087903?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8604234882340087903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8604234882340087903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8604234882340087903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8604234882340087903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/online-web-contact-lists-aka-social.html' title='Online web contact lists aka social lists'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2342504630021835763</id><published>2008-05-01T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:45:06.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing time</title><content type='html'>Grandmum was lonely I guess, there isn't much to look forward to, having fell down and can't walk and now can't eat much.&lt;br /&gt;It was sad to see her like this, Aunt and the maid that took care of her, vomited, were depressed because of her condition.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to talk to Grandmum on Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday, motivated her to take more food, drink more water, sponge her, sit up, move her limbs a bit for exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night I heard was tough journey, she having dry skin &amp;amp; can't sleep, she would wake Aunt &amp;amp; the maid up, thinking there is mosquitoes in the room. Actual fact was her body could not absorb water, it made her skin dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope she get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2342504630021835763?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2342504630021835763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2342504630021835763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2342504630021835763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2342504630021835763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/passing-time.html' title='Passing time'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-1832541275434645217</id><published>2008-04-28T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T01:02:30.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>响宴  Matsuri- 喜多郎   Kitaro</title><content type='html'>A moving piece of music.&lt;br /&gt;A song of movement, of vitality of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-1832541275434645217?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_cf00XNzExMDU1Ng==.html' title='响宴  Matsuri- 喜多郎   Kitaro'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1832541275434645217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=1832541275434645217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1832541275434645217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/1832541275434645217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/matsuri-kitaro.html' title='响宴  Matsuri- 喜多郎   Kitaro'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-8243171881813171042</id><published>2008-04-27T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:17:38.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasir Ris Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SBSYU_bqAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/Xp0lW7h6o5s/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SBSYU_bqAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/Xp0lW7h6o5s/s400/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193943756657263346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot had changed since I last went to Pasir Ris beach.&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a row of seaside restaurant lining the coast of the Pasir Ris beach, we had our new year count down in 2001 &amp;amp; 2002 with friends.&lt;br /&gt;What remains now are 2 new restaurants Summer Breeze &amp;amp; another one, don't remember the name.&lt;br /&gt;Summer breeze has localized western food i.e. Salmon with wine wine cheese sauce with rice. They serve reds, whites and lager/ beer &amp;amp; coffee. It's a nice place to chill and relax , looking out to the sea, watching the kids, boats from the kelong (saw about 5 of them) , listening to rock &amp;amp; soft rock music.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to get to the beach and feel the tension melting away.. a holiday without leaving Singapore. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-8243171881813171042?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8243171881813171042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=8243171881813171042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8243171881813171042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/8243171881813171042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/pasir-ris-beach.html' title='Pasir Ris Beach'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SBSYU_bqAvI/AAAAAAAAACI/Xp0lW7h6o5s/s72-c/DSC00073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2352064773860069973</id><published>2008-04-22T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:23:02.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SA4Ch_bqAuI/AAAAAAAAACA/fTzRixl-A5Y/s1600-h/147570375_bd3abaa1d9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SA4Ch_bqAuI/AAAAAAAAACA/fTzRixl-A5Y/s400/147570375_bd3abaa1d9_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192090203391132386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath, hold it and release it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is short&lt;br /&gt;than to be worried about the dynamics of the world, how Topsy turvy it might become...&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the views before you&lt;br /&gt;for never again will you feel the same as past before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-2352064773860069973?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2352064773860069973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2352064773860069973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2352064773860069973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2352064773860069973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/take-5.html' title='Take 5'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/SA4Ch_bqAuI/AAAAAAAAACA/fTzRixl-A5Y/s72-c/147570375_bd3abaa1d9_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-5466360561000855064</id><published>2008-04-21T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:42:49.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sasha Wedding Bears from Freddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xuehuo/2430681781/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2365/2430681781_e414477b43_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xuehuo/2430681781/"&gt;DSC00071&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/xuehuo/"&gt;xuehuo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;=) Cute bears, Thanks Freddy! When it is his turn to marry, I'll get something similar =) hehe ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-5466360561000855064?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5466360561000855064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=5466360561000855064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5466360561000855064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/5466360561000855064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/sasha-wedding-bears-from-freddy.html' title='Sasha Wedding Bears from Freddy'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2365/2430681781_e414477b43_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-7466210543833640861</id><published>2008-04-13T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:42:56.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well soon</title><content type='html'>Wished I was already better from sore throat, think I had it for the past 3 weeks, today's the bits left, I can't drink cold drinks, otherwise I'll cough because it is 'itchy', so I guess it'll be a matter of time it gets well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the movie street kings today, I think the movie's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;http://imdb.com/title/tt0421073/&lt;br /&gt;Detective Tom Ludlow played by Keanu Reeves ; Captain Jack Wander played by Forest Whitaker are the main characters in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jack runs the show with his boys (Tom included), doing the police work. So the movie starts showing Tom taking down Korean badies (shooting-killing them all) and rescuing the twin girls that the Korean badies kidnapped. But this was contrary to normal storm in, take down, minimize wounds + rescue kinda set up that was the norm. Jack then used the dead Korean badies' guns and shoot a few shots (making the fire scene more creditable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Tom gave his modified testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way, Tom's once close sidekick Detective Terrence Washington(played by Terry Crews), warned Tom to mend his ways but Tom was influenced by Jack that Terrence  was giving information to Captain James Biggs'  (played by Hugh Laurie) department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days after it, Tom saw Terrence and followed him to a convenience store, wanting to punch him, as he was walking into the shop, he saw 2 suspicious men driving in and seemed to be robbers, true enough, after Jack got into the shop, he saw Terrence, Terrence thought that Tom wanted to kill him, and they had a scuffle, the 2 men came in and shoot everyone except for Tom.&lt;br /&gt;So Jack got to know about this, hurried to the place, and got Tom to keep the CD that recorded the events. Forest made some calls and the matter was hushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom wanted to hunt down the badies that killed Terrence, along the way, he follow the leads. Eventually, he found out that the man, Jack, who covered up for his own works, the shootings etc etc, was involved in illicit transactions that was hampering the justice system, taking money from others and paying off those that could turn the other way so that the boys on his team can do what he wanted them to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the story is pretty good, Keanu and Forest had room to play the roles in the movie. Notable was the side kick Detective Paul Diskant, played by Chris Evans; his role was a more indoor police, didn't see much of the action, but is a through procedure person, gathering evidence from autopsy etc, writing reports.  The role sympathizes with Tom's predicament, didn't know what he was getting into, when he followed Tom on the investigations of who killed Terrance, eventually, he was killed on one of the trails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-7466210543833640861?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7466210543833640861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=7466210543833640861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7466210543833640861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/7466210543833640861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/get-well-soon.html' title='Get well soon'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-2083408899881224693</id><published>2008-04-07T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:57:15.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after the dinner - Mr Tan &amp; Mrs Tan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xuehuo/2396063228/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3235/2396063228_bd6c918232_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xuehuo/2396063228/"&gt;after the dinner - Mr Tan &amp;amp; Mrs Tan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/xuehuo/"&gt;xuehuo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&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/6756775-2083408899881224693?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2083408899881224693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=2083408899881224693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2083408899881224693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/2083408899881224693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-dinner-mr-tan-mrs-tan.html' title='after the dinner - Mr Tan &amp;amp; Mrs Tan'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3235/2396063228_bd6c918232_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-6592998863653842957</id><published>2008-04-07T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T20:57:05.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An answered prayer</title><content type='html'>There was a time when I was younger, that I had 2 failed relationships. During those times, I was unhappy and was in tears for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;I asked the Lord, to find a companion for me, who is able to love and protect me and guide me forward, someone who would be worthy to be my future husband.&lt;br /&gt;And he gave me Erique. We are together for 10 years plus &amp;amp; counting ...&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, Erique &amp;amp; I are married.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756775-6592998863653842957?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6592998863653842957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=6592998863653842957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/6592998863653842957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/6592998863653842957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/answered-prayer.html' title='An answered prayer'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756775.post-4204900621505565789</id><published>2008-03-28T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T00:27:45.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/radishphotography/1394600032/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1032/1394600032_6a48e27641_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/radishphotography/1394600032/"&gt;DSC_0278&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/radishphotography/"&gt;radishhai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&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/6756775-4204900621505565789?l=snowlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4204900621505565789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756775&amp;postID=4204900621505565789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4204900621505565789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756775/posts/default/4204900621505565789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/zion.html' title='Zion'/><author><name>Alice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18359495987357449490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_16q5LJ7v6m4/Sv_DQnPBUtI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PnvO5Q_FgSc/S220/hydrageas+pink.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1032/1394600032_6a48e27641_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
