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Sunday, March 13, 2005

dear blog...hmm...wat to say? well...firstly...actually..hmm..before i go to the indoor stadium to queue up for seats for the 7.30 service yesterday, i have got a few hours for me to rest..bt instead of resting, i took my guitar and started to worship God...wow..hee...then blah blah blah...and well, then i went to queue up..halfway while queueing up, i went to the toilet to take off my contact lens...sort of pain lar...haha..then blah blah blah...queue up with shuyin, xueqi and annie...mich needs to be with her grandma...and those ushers wouldn't allow her to join us though..they so bad..haha..bt well, the service is great...and halfway in the service..before pst Benny Hinn starts to pray for the sick...i felt something going on in my throat..couldn't figure out what it is...sort of airway thingy...like how it is always like after i took my medicine...maybe God has healed me of that...hee~ so great..and blah blah blah...the power and anointing of God was very strong in the place..hmm....then well, took a cab back...share cab with shuyin, mei yi and ling chen..mei yi and ling chen they paid 5 bucks..until where they alighted...and blah blah blah..then i was the last...and u know wat, the uncle is a reckless driver....he suddenly jerk...and i hit my head...ouch...haha...and not only that, the fare is expensive...$28 pluz..gosh..haha...and i can't claim it from my mum...which means...this week allowance..oh no..and u know wat, i'm only left with less than 10 bucks for this week? so much for my happiness when i receive my allowance...i pray that someone will bless me with money...haha...

today service..about the prodigal son...i've always love this story..this parable...great..could feel the presence of God...

after service, well, i was sort of pissed of...oh well..coz of a msg, and other things..


ok...imagine...bits and bits of that...happening in you...and when you are with them, you can' t let it out...then u go home...and u got those bits and pieces added into u..bt still, u can't let it out...then when u are out with your friends...you've got some more bits and pieces added onto u...and still, you can't let it out....sooner or later, when the day comes, and you can't seem to handle it anymore..u will not bother about anything...and u will juz let it come out...juz like that..you tried to control it...but it seems so hard to control it...wats more...when the load has been added onto u..till it becomes so heavy unto your shoulder....that one day..your shoulder juz doesn't seems to be able to hold on to it anymore..and there...BURST!!! haha...too bad if u don't understand wat i mean...i thiink...out of the 100% of ppl tat read this, about half of them don't understand...and if you are those smart ones, you will understand..haha...

hmm...

a song that expresses how i feel(the end is about the prodigal son, if u listen to the song, bt not in the song lyrics..it is being said):

She Walked Away
She couldn't take one more day
Home was more her prison now
Independence called out
She had to get it

A fight was all she needed
To give her reason
She slammed the door with no goodbye
And knew that it was time

Now she's driving too fast
She didn't care to glance behind
And through her tears she laughed
Its time to kiss the past goodbye

I'm finally on my own
Don't try to tell me no
There's so much more for me
Just watch what i wil lbe

She walked away
Couldn't say why she was leaving
She walked away
She left all she had believed in
She walked away

Not a day goes by
For the ones she's left behind
They're always asking why
And thoughts of her consume their mind

God please let her know
The love we tried to show
We'd promise anything
If you'd just bring her home

Tell her we love her
Tell her she's wanted
One more thing God
Tell her please come home
Please come home

The choice is yours alone now
Tell me how this story ends



alright..i shall stop blogging here for now..maybe i'll come back later...

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