<?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-5992393</id><updated>2011-09-17T00:54:24.177+08:00</updated><category term='new beginning'/><category term='catch you by surprise'/><category term='what if the arms that catch you'/><category term='perfect love'/><title type='text'>walking on Sonshine!</title><subtitle type='html'>little by little one step at a time, He's changing my heart and renewing my mind (: teaching me how to be patient and kind little by little one step at a time! (:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>810</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1824636268058775263</id><published>2011-05-28T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:13:35.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Strength and honor are her clothing,She shall rejoice in time to come,She opens her mouth with wisdom,And on her tongue is the law of kindness.Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,But a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised"- Proverbs 31:25-26, 30Proverbs 31 has been on my mind over the past couple of weeks... Partly because I have recently come across negative examples that we are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1824636268058775263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1824636268058775263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2011/05/strength-and-honor-are-her-clothing-she.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8098364333615142367</id><published>2011-04-18T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:08:18.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on the way to work today i spent some time reviewing Sunday's Message, taken from the book of Colossians. Pastor highlighted the different stages of faith that we go through:1. Commencement of faith- Heard of faith (Colossians 1:4)- Love for all the saints (Colossians 1:4, 8)- Bearing fruit (Colossians 1:6)2. Complications along the way- Danger of being deceived (Colossians 2:4)- Danger of being </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8098364333615142367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8098364333615142367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-way-to-work-today-i-spent-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6672124135097987956</id><published>2011-04-11T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T23:19:41.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A third of 2011 has come and gone... and I cant help but notice how things have changed so drastically in 3 months. If you had asked me on 1 Jan 2011 how I envisioned my life would be today, I would have told you something very different. And as I reflect on how my life has been over the past 3 months, my thoughts are turned right back to Isaiah 55:8-9 - His ways are higher than mine.I've never </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6672124135097987956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6672124135097987956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2011/04/third-of-2011-has-come-and-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8024180664926035445</id><published>2011-04-02T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T19:22:36.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The month of March has been one of the most unique months of my life. For one, Angie says that I've lost about half of my weight hurhur. But beyond that, this same lesson of waiting upon the Lord has been ringing over and over again in my head. Just focusing on Isaiah 55:8-9 is preserving my heart and mind and spirit."For My thoughts are not your thoughts,Nor are your ways My ways," says the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8024180664926035445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8024180664926035445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2011/04/month-of-march-has-been-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-7373304851497144275</id><published>2011-03-22T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:33:50.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Psalm 37:3-8 reads 3 Trust in the LORD, and do good;     Dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness. 4 Delight yourself also in the LORD,    And He shall give you the desires of your heart.   5 Commit your way to the LORD,    Trust also in Him,     And He shall bring it to pass. 6 He shall bring forth your righteousness as the light,    And your justice as the noonday.   7 Rest in the LORD, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7373304851497144275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7373304851497144275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2011/03/psalm-373-8-reads-3-trust-in-lord-and.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8548026891648626899</id><published>2011-03-14T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:26:59.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On the way home today, I was reminded of Cabell, for some strange reason. I have never met her in my life but Ive read about her on my favorite blog countless times.After navigating to her's and Mike's website (you can read their story here - Mike has since passed on) and reading the very first post dated 1 March 2011, I knew that this was the Lord's way of encouraging me, of reminding me to once</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8548026891648626899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8548026891648626899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-way-home-today-i-was-reminded-of.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-95727175881752670</id><published>2010-12-20T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T14:01:29.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOVE - from the perspective of John John 15:12 reads"This is My commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you."Countless churches have split because Christians have not learnt what it means to truly love one another. I will be the first to admit that I find this one of the most difficult commandments to fulfill - simply because my heart is too small... and its HARD to love way the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/95727175881752670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/95727175881752670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-from-perspective-of-john-john-1512.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2859319720320030287</id><published>2010-03-17T18:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:30:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At the beginning of this year, I told myself that it was time to revamp my spiritual walk with God. it was time to really start remembering the things that I've learnt and study it like i study family law (hur). Thus far I have been:- Keeping up with the Psalms daily devotions- Keeping up with Bethany Overseas Students Fellowship (BOSF) studying Galatians (even though im no longer overseas haha)-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2859319720320030287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2859319720320030287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2010/03/at-beginning-of-this-year-i-told-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4616054198843436692</id><published>2010-02-13T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:01:59.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ive been truly fascinated by the messages given in January on the theme of 'waiting on the Lord'. every week was about learning a new aspect to this profound concept, to say the least.Psalm 25, Psalm 27, Psalm 37, Psalm 59, Psalm 62.if you would like to listen to them, they can be found herethis week, i realised that as much as i desire to wait on the Lord, i am so far from knowing how to really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4616054198843436692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4616054198843436692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-truly-fascinated-by-messages.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-5288213142627777212</id><published>2009-12-18T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:37:34.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am beginning to see how horrid people can get... and it is difficult to hold back when you feel like you are being attacked for no just cause.Proverbs 19:11"The discretion of a man makes him slow to anger,and his glory is to overlook a transgression."Slow to angerover the years i have struggled hard with resisting the urge to justify myself when i am told that i have done wrong. but as the Lord</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5288213142627777212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5288213142627777212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-beginning-to-see-how-horrid-people.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-9155489247584769606</id><published>2009-12-11T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:40:52.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it has been a wonderful week of ministry, learning and growth at youth conference 2009, "freed!"."to open their eyes, in order to turn them from darkness to light, from the power of Satan to God, that they might receive the forgiveness of their sins and an inheritance among those who are sanctified by faith in Me." -Acts 26:18the series of night messages based on this one single verse impacted my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/9155489247584769606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/9155489247584769606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-has-been-wonderful-week-of-ministry.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1406228955721256219</id><published>2009-11-24T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:00:38.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>James 1:2 "my brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials"- Exams!!! (my very small trial. hahaha)James 1:5 "if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, Who gives to all liberally and without reproach"- how the Lord knows we lack so many things.. and He is a wellspring of goodness!James 1:12 "blessed is the man who endures temptation"- never blame God for any temptation you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1406228955721256219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1406228955721256219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/james-12-my-brethren-count-it-all-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8774353458560711160</id><published>2009-11-16T16:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:02:41.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 Peter 15 But also for this very reason, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue, to virtue knowledge, 6 to knowledge self-control, to self-control perseverance, to perseverance godliness, 7 to godliness brotherly kindness, and to brotherly kindness love. 8 For if these things are yours and abound, you will be neither barren nor unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. 9 For </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8774353458560711160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8774353458560711160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-peter-1-5-but-also-for-this-very.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2658327006903225718</id><published>2009-11-03T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:07:04.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>these few days i have been pondering the idea of love..1 John 3:18-19 encapsulates this so perfectly"my little children, let us not love in word or in tongue, but in deed and in truth. and by this we know that we are of the truth, and shall assure our hearts before Him."it is in times of my deepest weakness that i realise how the Lord pre-empts our every move! and with each weakness He gives a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2658327006903225718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2658327006903225718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/11/these-few-days-i-have-been-pondering.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4750026639931595037</id><published>2009-08-05T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:26:41.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new beginning'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first off, ms ng jinyee has enlisted my help to plead with all of you to please comment on this blog with an answer to that one short survey question. please!real school is starting in FIVE DAYS. after a year and three months of chilling. i have finished 10 seasons of friends, 5 seasons of how i met your mother, 1 season of private practice and all the other intermittent episodes of random shows </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4750026639931595037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4750026639931595037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-off-ms-ng-jinyee-has-enlisted-my.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3318318927889227010</id><published>2009-07-04T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:30:23.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have read this article and i am amazed.in these past two weeks i have been wondering about the real argument why Bethany stands against tongue-speaking. after a lengthy discussion with Pastor Mitch, i was convinced. after i read this kick-ass awesome article, i am doubly convinced! if you have no interest on this subject, dont even bother. the article is insanely long, you'll get bored and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3318318927889227010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3318318927889227010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-read-this-article-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1434173765597044672</id><published>2009-06-17T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:34:37.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfect love'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i was reminded of the unconditional love of our Lord and Savior through this.its sobering each time i falter in the vows i have made to the Lord. but yet back in His arms i know that i find healing, i find peace, i find love, open arms and hope. ive been replaying 'sweetly broken' by jeremy riddle over and over on my ipod these past two weeks. the chorus goes:at the Cross You beckon medraw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1434173765597044672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1434173765597044672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-was-reminded-of-unconditional.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2568683918517318217</id><published>2009-05-14T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:04:59.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>boston with t milton and aunty shiao yee has been AWESOME.. nyc was great but this is so much better. for one, sleeping in the kids' playroom is like staying at a 5 star hotel after 7 nights in the most kick ass rundown nyc apartment ever. hahahah. but the best part has to be having ethan and nathan around (: they are the sweetest little darlings! ethan is tall and verrryyyy handsome now, nathan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2568683918517318217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2568683918517318217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/05/boston-with-t-milton-and-aunty-shiao.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6667690456733908538</id><published>2009-04-03T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:13:17.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The passage in 1 Corinthians 13 about love is probably one of the most overused passages at wedding ceremonies. but this love is more than a love between a man and a woman - its a love that i, we, have to learn to extend to all. 1 Corinthians 131 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6667690456733908538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6667690456733908538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/04/passage-in-1-corinthians-13-about-love.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2641836300706747961</id><published>2009-03-24T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:27:55.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Plug in your emotional battery, by Rick WarrenIn our Devotionals series, Pastor Rick Warren discusses the Bible passages that inspire him the most. Today's Devotional is based on this passage:"Then, because so many people were coming and going that they did not even have a chance to eat, he said to them, 'Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest'" (Mark 6:31 NIV). Are you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2641836300706747961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2641836300706747961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/plug-in-your-emotional-battery-by-rick.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-812948734642843477</id><published>2009-03-15T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:44:46.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i had a very very very exciting day!!! i went to be beach on my own... hahahaha it was a long walk, i took like 45 mins, what with all the slopes and all, but it was DEFINITELY worth it. last night i had decided that i wanted to take some time off today and just be with the Lord.. but when i got up this morning the skies were all overcast and the radio said it was gonna be rainy, cloudy and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/812948734642843477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/812948734642843477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-had-very-very-very-exciting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8566189846365214489</id><published>2009-03-14T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:45:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the past two weeks i have struggled, part on my own, part in prayer. it hasnt been till now that i have realised how thoroughly deceitful the human heart is. how stubborn we can be when we want something, and how strong our desires and our human will can be.as this is something too personal to place on a public space, lets just call this issue "THE ISSUE". haha. today i spent quite sometime </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8566189846365214489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8566189846365214489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/past-two-weeks-i-have-struggled-part-on.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6744011699855607461</id><published>2009-03-12T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:08:44.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>about 2 days ago i got to thinking about one of the unresolved people issues in my life. i am not by nature a very forgiving person, and i do not take it well when i suffer something i perceive to be an injustice to myself. im not a yeller nor one for confrontation, but i remember these things, i think about them and very often they eat me up inside for a considerable period of time (i think part</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6744011699855607461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6744011699855607461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/about-2-days-ago-i-got-to-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4622103997247054391</id><published>2009-03-08T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:06:14.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i enjoyed reading 1 Corinthians 1 today. in this chapter, Paul addresses the problem of dissension in the church, following which, delves into a beautifully crafted description of Christ and His sacrifice. what stood out to me the most was how Paul described the gospel message as 'foolish'."for the message of the cross is FOOLISHNESS to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved, it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4622103997247054391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4622103997247054391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-enjoyed-reading-1-corinthians-1-today.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6111253788684279382</id><published>2009-03-04T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:46:06.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tonight i learnt a very important lesson on trust.Psalm 11965 You have dealt well with Your servant,         O LORD, according to Your word. 66 Teach me good judgment and knowledge,         For I believe Your commandments. 67 Before I was afflicted I went astray,         But now I keep Your word. 68 You are good, and do good;         Teach me Your statutes.71 It is good for me that I have been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6111253788684279382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6111253788684279382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/03/tonight-i-learnt-very-important-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2273486416049599430</id><published>2009-02-27T05:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T05:54:33.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i googled 'death quotations', thinking that i shd find a profound saying by some famous dude to begin this post. but instead, look at what i found-For everything there is a season,And a time for every matter under heaven:A time to be born, and a time to die;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;A time to kill, and a time to heal;A time to break down, and a time to build up;A </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2273486416049599430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2273486416049599430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-googled-death-quotations-thinking_27.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2513183798677537200</id><published>2009-02-24T15:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:51:15.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i loved thisI'm finding myself at a loss for wordsAnd the funny thing is it's okayThe last thing I need is to be heardBut to hear what You would sayWord of God speakWould You pour down like rainWashing my eyes to seeYour majestyTo be still and knowThat You're in this placePlease let me stay and restIn Your holinessWord of God speakI'm finding myself in the midst of YouBeyond the music, beyond the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2513183798677537200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2513183798677537200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-loved-this-im-finding-myself-at-loss.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-5596796725934204009</id><published>2009-02-22T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:52:11.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how do you measure love? (if you have thoughts on this, please share! haha) this question randomly popped up in my head as i read some blogs and came across the idea of lavishing someone with love-“Lavish” also became my word of the week, the word written on my palm as a constant reminder of the grace God has lavished me with as well as a reminder to lavish my children with love.to lavish with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5596796725934204009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5596796725934204009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-do-you-measure-love-if-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3591936527224351987</id><published>2009-02-10T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:59:16.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i laughed when i read this hahahaha. its really really true but for a four year old? poor girl! i didnt think it started that young.this is why we all need to grow up into stable, strong, solid women of God. so when these crazy moments come we can stand up and smack them in the face. Amen! haha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3591936527224351987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3591936527224351987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-laughed-when-i-read-this-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4103956673342535684</id><published>2009-02-03T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:41:14.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have one verse for myself tonight, and that is this:"The blessing of the LORD makes one rich,And He adds no sorrow with it." -Proverbs 10:22i have been blessed with so much - if i am sorrowing, then1. im not walking right with the Lord2. satan has a foothold somewhere in my life3. im not obeying and im not doing something rightit could be 1 or 2 or 3, or all of them.what an amazing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4103956673342535684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4103956673342535684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-one-verse-for-myself-tonight-and.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2893055382301695320</id><published>2009-02-02T07:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:36:19.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Creedby Steve TurnerWe believe in MarxfreudanddarwinWe believe everything is OKas long as you don't hurt anyoneto the best of your definition of hurt,and to the best of your knowledge.We believe in sex before, during, andafter marriage.We believe in the therapy of sin.We believe that adultery is fun.We believe that sodomy’s OK.We believe that taboos are taboo.We believe that everything's getting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2893055382301695320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2893055382301695320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/02/creed-by-steve-turner-we-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6006769903729084284</id><published>2009-01-29T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:23:51.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today at approximately 445pm i was walking home from the bus stop (after a day of real property and a rather horrendous french exam), when i realized that it was a beautiful day! the sun was shining and it wasnt cloudy and the temperature was AWESOME- it could not have been more than 7degrees. so on a whim i decided to drop my stuff at home, grab my ipod, my Bible and my camera and head off to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6006769903729084284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6006769903729084284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-at-approximately-445pm-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o3GAQOJN4xw/SYE9Him6ErI/AAAAAAAAASE/UqHLCNFyQTU/s72-c/DSC02769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8394890986125682812</id><published>2009-01-27T13:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:22:30.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my flight back to victoria yesterday could have been a million times worse than it turned out.. but my heart is full as i thank God for His goodness! 1. got to the airport at 830pm, just in time for my flight at 9pm2. after i checked in the lady at the counter told me my flight had been delayed till 1050pm cos of some problems with the plane3. drove somewhere and did some nonsense for 2 hrs4. got</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8394890986125682812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8394890986125682812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-flight-back-to-victoria-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4422897899422265091</id><published>2009-01-21T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:53:00.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at the end of the road of all my worries, He once again proves to me that He is the One and Only. Almighty Father, God and King. i am ashamed and reminded again that there was never cause for an ounce of worry, because He holds me in the palm of His hand. because He has a perfect plan. because even if things dont go the way i think it shd, i will find the strength to cope because He promised to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4422897899422265091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4422897899422265091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/at-end-of-road-of-all-my-worries-he.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1004034096416785152</id><published>2009-01-13T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:23:28.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really liked today's purpose driven life devotional on Psalm 4. ive been fretting over my course registration - how i havent found classes that i enjoy and NUS is taking eons to approve my list of courses and everything is made worse by the fact that the deadline for the adding and dropping of courses is this thursday!so i got up at 6am today (just couldnt sleep fretting over the millions of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1004034096416785152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1004034096416785152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-liked-todays-purpose-driven.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6205747182035691606</id><published>2009-01-05T05:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:53:51.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holidays pass so quickly, and school comes back so fast :( ive already spent 10 days in London and 7 days in Paris, and in a few days im gonna be back to horrible school! mom and dad and siewmai are gone :( but its been a great two weeks with my family and all the friends i managed to meet up with along the way, so. i am thankful (:so anw, last night i thought for a bit about friends that ive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6205747182035691606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6205747182035691606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/holidays-pass-so-quickly-and-school_05.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4879047681424963728</id><published>2009-01-05T05:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:43:23.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holidays pass so quickly, and school comes back so fast :( ive already spent 10 days in London and 7 days in Paris, and in a few days im gonna be back to horrible school! mom and dad and siewmai are gone :( but its been a great two weeks with my family and all the friends i managed to meet up with along the way, so. i am thankful (:so anw, last night i thought for a bit about friends that ive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4879047681424963728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4879047681424963728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/holidays-pass-so-quickly-and-school.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4158784726687188456</id><published>2009-01-03T09:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:51:25.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after two failed trips to the louvre (1. we went there on a tuesday, THE LOUVRE IS CLOSED ON TUESDAYS 2. we went there too late, the queue was closed and was 3 hrs long), we finally managed to get tickets and actually step into the museum. it was insanely crowded, and EVERYTHING was in french, i didnt understand a single thing. so it was, needless to say, not a very exciting experience for me. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4158784726687188456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4158784726687188456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-two-failed-trips-to-louvre-1.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1657546530196466088</id><published>2008-12-30T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:51:18.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i loved this postI made her in such a way that she would need Me. I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be, only because I want her to turn to Me in her loneliness. Only because I need for her to lean to and depend on Me. I know her heart. I know if I had not made her like this she would go her own way and forget about Me, her Creator. (Psalm 62:5-8)I have given her many good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1657546530196466088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1657546530196466088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-loved-this-post-i-made-her-in-such.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4325695284323988591</id><published>2008-12-17T12:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:38:20.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my ipod shuffled to this song while i was on the bus on the way to the ferry terminal today. its a funny song, really. haha the way the life story of this man is told, its kinda hard not to laugh. but then it got to the serious part.. where the man realises that his life is almost over and admits that he needs the Lord.You said, "Jesus, please forgive me of my crimesSanctify this withered heart </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4325695284323988591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4325695284323988591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-ipod-shuffled-to-this-aong-while-i.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8422786598696409787</id><published>2008-12-16T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:47:51.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my life is perfect. IP law is done and over with, thank God. finished all my papers and im just.. taking a breath now. after awhile of rushing around. haha."...For when I am weak, then I am strong." - 2 Corinthians 12:10so yesterday i was reminded of the importance of keeping focused on the Lord. because in and of ourselves, we are not simply tainted by a little bit of sin, we are absolutely </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8422786598696409787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8422786598696409787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-life-is-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4938947720456652106</id><published>2008-12-12T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:44:36.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is what aunts shared with me from youth conference..- first problem: we always expect God to answer our prayers the way we want Him to- so we pray, but the answer isnt always a straightforward matter of yes, no or wait- so Paul prayed, 3 times, and God didnt seem to be answering. Paul was strong, but he was at his point of weakness.- but Paul should have always understood God's grace. Paul, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4938947720456652106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4938947720456652106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-what-aunts-shared-with-me-from.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-118341103141916393</id><published>2008-12-09T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:37:42.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Psalm 139For the director of music. Of David. A psalm. 1 O LORD, you have searched me       and you know me. 2 You know when I sit and when I rise;       you perceive my thoughts from afar. 3 You discern my going out and my lying down;       you are familiar with all my ways. 4 Before a word is on my tongue       you know it completely, O LORD. 5 You hem me in—behind and before;       you have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/118341103141916393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/118341103141916393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/psalm-139-for-director-of-music.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-955199260415566942</id><published>2008-12-07T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:27:17.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i have two thoughts on trust - one with regards to trusting God, and one with regards to trusting humans.what does it mean to trust God?for me, that means that i believe that He has a perfect plan for me. doesnt mean that the journey will always be smooth, doesnt mean that it will be good times 24/7, doesnt mean bad stuff doesnt happen. but when they do i can hold onto what i know to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/955199260415566942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/955199260415566942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-i-have-two-thoughts-on-trust-one.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1732109509176947882</id><published>2008-12-06T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T15:55:14.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a blessing to my heart.may i receive Your mercy, Your love, Your peace and Your instruction with grace.trust is such a very, very, very hard thing to learn. 21 years of living. 21 years of worrying. and i just dont ever stop. even though i know and i have experienced all of God's goodness. in the form of physical and spiritual blessing, of healing, of grace. my cup is full and yet i always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1732109509176947882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1732109509176947882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-blessing-to-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6585852223925206442</id><published>2008-12-03T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:31:18.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i Biblegateway-ed this phrase "what can man do to me" in a bid to find the section of hebrews that quotes this phrase from the psalms. and i came across this verse that i havent read in a long time-"Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever." -Hebrews 13:8and i was just thinking abt my missing the flight experience. haha. God is fair. i spent the canadian thanksgiving </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6585852223925206442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6585852223925206442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-i-biblegateway-ed-this-phrase.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-5293522170859960675</id><published>2008-11-28T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:40:13.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today i missed my first plane flight ever.. and the story is so retarded im not gonna post it else everyone is just gonna jack me for the rest of my life. and i miss my mom. cos then she would tell me to go to the gate half an hour early. and i wouldnt have missed my flight. she would have told me to check my plane ticket again to make sure i got the boarding time right, and i wouldnt have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5293522170859960675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5293522170859960675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-today-i-missed-my-first-plane-flight.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1644880399665780300</id><published>2008-11-24T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:36:43.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today the choir performed 'Holy is the Lord' for the morning congregation. it was good, thank God! because of that i got to attend the sunday morning worship before heading over the crosswalk to be with the kids. and it was really nice to be able to sing some songs that i knew haha. and just being reminded that my God truly is a great God.as i was lying on my bed before i fell asleep last night, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1644880399665780300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1644880399665780300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-choir-performed-holy-is-lord-for.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8146612213261468021</id><published>2008-11-22T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:57:31.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>loved thisi think that sums up about all ive been mulling over tonight.im gonna hit my bed and sleep till some insane time tomorrow.and think more about this!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8146612213261468021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8146612213261468021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/loved-this-i-think-that-sums-up-about.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-567589578845693700</id><published>2008-11-21T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:07:00.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im just so horrified i have to post this. though i dont have many coherent thoughts on this issue. a few days ago, we watched this in our law and religion class. and i found another one. when i watched both i was overwhelmed with sadness for a reason i cant explain. how do you feel if another woman walks out holding your husbands hand? or if he goes into a room with another woman and you know he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/567589578845693700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/567589578845693700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-just-so-horrified-i-have-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1771479458504603848</id><published>2008-11-13T08:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:21:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The following devotions is from Pastor's ICare series of devotions.MEDITATION“Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,like a weaned child with his mother;Like a weaned child is my soul within me.”           Psalm 131:2 INTERPRETATION AND APPLICATION1. Context of “hope”“O Israel, hope in the LORD,from this time forth and forever.’”             Psalm 132:3a) Hope… in a quiet sense (not fretful)b) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1771479458504603848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1771479458504603848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/following-devotions-is-from-pastors.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4810705171704515951</id><published>2008-11-12T07:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:21:36.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listening to the song ben wrote.. but God who is rich in mercy gave me life through the blood of Christ. now we are His workmanship that we may walk in the good works He has prepared for us. (its lovely. nice work chong!) this is redemption's story.. (:we sang this during church on sunday. i love it much much much much! (: praise the Lord for all the things He has done. the past few weeks i've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4810705171704515951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4810705171704515951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/listening-to-song-ben-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3865223102741757574</id><published>2008-11-09T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:36:14.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our God is a merciful God.because of the sins of Israel, God pronounced judgment on the nation - 2 Kings 22:17 "Because they have forsaken me and burned incense to other gods and provoked me to anger by all the idols their hands have made, [a] my anger will burn against this place and will not be quenched."but with a single, sincere prayer from King Josiah, God withheld this dreadful judgment - 2</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3865223102741757574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3865223102741757574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-god-is-merciful-god.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4535076372869088607</id><published>2008-11-08T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:37:10.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Let not him who eats despise him who does not eat, and let not him who does not eat judge him who eats; for God has received him." Romans 14:3 (NKJV)i read Pastor's Revealed by the Spirit devotions on Romans, and it kind of got me thinking. it made me think of all the Christians that have marred the name of Christ over the centuries, that have judged others with legalistic, I-am-better-than-thou</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4535076372869088607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4535076372869088607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/let-not-him-who-eats-despise-him-who.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-874993552722696783</id><published>2008-11-04T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:25:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 Kings 317 For thus says the LORD: ‘You shall not see wind, nor shall you see rain; yet that valley shall be filled with water, so that you, your cattle, and your animals may drink.’ 18 And this is a simple matter in the sight of the LORD; He will also deliver the Moabites into your hand.such a great miracle was a simple matter for God. all my worries and i, playing out 1000000 possible 'what if</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/874993552722696783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/874993552722696783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/2-kings-3-17-for-thus-says-lord-you.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2397996444175806061</id><published>2008-11-03T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:15:36.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am reading about the life of King Hezekiah from wikipedia.. hahahaha. its pretty amazing! it has Biblical references! and for even more information, see the cross-referencing column in your Bible - the middle of each page.so last week while we were discussing the concept of the will of God, we started on the concept of predestination v. free will. and that went on to how God answers our prayers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2397996444175806061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2397996444175806061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-reading-about-life-of-king.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o3GAQOJN4xw/SQ6uHdqAp4I/AAAAAAAAANE/M91EWb119Gs/s72-c/DSC02133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-7299902430959518758</id><published>2008-10-27T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:15:37.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a rather uneventful day, save for the fact that i married a 6 year old boy who proposed to me with a newspaper ring and asked me to move to the wild wild west with him. hahaa. after the sunday morning rush with the kids at crosswalk (busy, but always brings me great joy!), the rest of the day was pretty slow moving and restful. haha. that's kinda the life i enjoy.. (minus the work that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7299902430959518758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7299902430959518758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-was-rather-uneventful-day-save.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1926681175747243829</id><published>2008-10-26T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:12:22.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i met the worst mother in the world-little girl: mommmmmm i wanna go homeeeeeeeeeemother: guess what, youre a little kid. and little kids dont get a say.WHAT kind of mother says that to her kid?! honestly. please slap me if you ever hear me say such a thing to my child. no child, no matter how bratty, deserves to be treated like that. my goodness, i had this urge to go up to that mom and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1926681175747243829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1926681175747243829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-i-met-worst-mother-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4606568364129435129</id><published>2008-10-22T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:53:45.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i absolutely love this (:i just loveeeeeeeeeeee a capella! haha. sang this yesterday with a few others, along with true colors (joy! its a different arrangement from the reso one but its nice still!) (: today has left me with many many things to be thankful for. like i reached the high A at choir today!!! woohoooo!!! hahahha im quite happy about that hurhur.i got a really nice surprise when i got</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4606568364129435129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4606568364129435129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-absolutely-love-this-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-9001653906596405311</id><published>2008-10-20T05:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T05:23:49.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is beautifulWe love until we dieWhen you run into my arms,We steal a perfect moment.Let them also see you smile,Let them see you smiling.Do I hold you too tightly?When will the hurt kick in?Life is beautiful, but it's complicated.We barely make it.We don't need to understand,There are miracles, miracles.Yeah, life is beautiful.Our hearts, they beat and break.When you run away from harm,Will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/9001653906596405311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/9001653906596405311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-beautiful-we-love-until-we-die.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3247852628482979870</id><published>2008-10-19T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:46:27.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the music team for greys anatomy has got to be the best in the world. they choose the most amazing songs by the most obscure bands.. haha. listen to this.i set aside some time today to read Ephesians 1-2 and proverbs 1.. both of which almost immediately took on new meaning to me. you know how it is.. when you pray and He hears you. its beautiful (:Ephesians 2:1-3 He has made me alive. why? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3247852628482979870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3247852628482979870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/music-team-for-greys-anatomy-has-got-to.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-5603575961496291456</id><published>2008-10-18T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:47:42.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i took some time to read the first part of ephesians, and i was really struck by what i read. the Believer's Bible classified these as the 11 blessings of the believer-Ephesians 11. Blessed v3 "blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ"2. Chosen v4 "chose us in Him before the foundation of the world"3. Predestined v5 "predestined us"4. Adopted v5 "adoption as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5603575961496291456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5603575961496291456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-i-took-some-time-to-read-first.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1098479712653029655</id><published>2008-10-17T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:01:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is really one of the nicest songs in the world!! this morning as i made my way to school, the song played and haha it put a beeeeeeegggggg smile on my face for the rest of the day (:today was a beautiful day. the skies were a little grey, but the wind was light, the temperature was manageable, and there was hardly any rain. but i think it was most beautiful because of what i felt in my heart</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1098479712653029655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1098479712653029655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-really-one-of-nicest-songs-in.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3609167393119586474</id><published>2008-10-17T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:12:04.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my materialism for the day - THIS IS ALL ERNEST'S FAULT. coveting :(THISi love love love love. i think i shd just not eat then maybe i can order them next month. now NO MONEY :( phoey. it is no fun being a poor student in a foreign land with no money. !!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3609167393119586474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3609167393119586474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-materialism-for-day-this-is-all.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-7715620108648914527</id><published>2008-10-15T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:45:57.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the thanksgiving weekend that just passed was possibly the most exciting weekend of my life since i got to victoria.. and i wasnt even in victoria! took the ferry over to vancouver where i actually got to do some sightseeing like a retarded tourist and take 100000000 photos of anything and everything. hahaafter not having my laptop for 3 days and having to use an -ahem- extremely broken and laggy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7715620108648914527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7715620108648914527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanksgiving-weekend-that-just-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3853554801216656992</id><published>2008-10-09T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:15:46.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today it is 2degrees celcius and i was literally SHIVERING with cold the moment we stepped out of starbucks. but the cold and the walking and having to be out at night (that i hate to do cos it means i will freeze) was absolutely worth it. do you know how special it is to find like-minded individuals, grounded in the Word of God, seeking after the same things that i am? i cannot explain how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3853554801216656992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3853554801216656992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-today-it-is-2degrees-celcius-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6770940386860097517</id><published>2008-10-01T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:06:04.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i had a THAT'S NOT FAIR! moment while i sat in my room and thought through things.sleepiness is setting in. but after some prayer, life is unfair.but the Lord fights my battles, and He promised that He WILL save me.its unfair that i have received so much.so i guess,unfairness is kinda okay. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6770940386860097517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6770940386860097517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-i-had-thats-not-fair-moment-while.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6972257378817281085</id><published>2008-09-30T15:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:38:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am really really really tired but there is just so much wonder in the book of proverbs i couldnt go to sleep without penning (typing haha) this downProverbs 20v 3 "it is honorable for a man to stop striving,for any fool can start a quarrel."wow. wham! in your face. this proverb cuts into your heart like a razor-blade when you recall all those times.. all those times you lost your head and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6972257378817281085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6972257378817281085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-really-really-really-tired-but.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8130248313234298068</id><published>2008-09-29T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:36:33.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know im such a fool for youyou got me wrapped around your fingerdo you have to let it lingerdo you have to, do you have to, do you have to let it lingerrrrrrrrrrr..hahaha. i learnt to play this last night when my housemates gave me this thing called ice that tastes sweet and normal like 7up.. so i just drank and drank and drank cos it was so nice.. then i got the very same giddy feeling as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8130248313234298068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8130248313234298068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-know-im-such-fool-for-you-you-got.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3118018854991263092</id><published>2008-09-27T05:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:42:57.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for starters, i absolutely L-O-V-E this song! i got dragged up to 'attend' a birthday party at 6am this morning and talked on skype till like.. 12pm. and i have been doing my readings since, so my brain is slightly retarded today. HAHA.haha ok enough nonsense hehe. i read this link from lotsofscotts the other day, and, well, i was struck by the honesty of this girl's writing.so i went back to her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3118018854991263092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3118018854991263092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-starters-i-absolutely-l-o-v-e-this.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6929426222249059794</id><published>2008-09-25T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:25:26.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was talking to a friend recently about the superficiality of good looks. and we decided that people generally "become" better looking, when they become your friends. (and so, be my friend and you'll be beautiful to me HAHA). and over these past few weeks, each of my friends has become more and more beautiful/handsome in my eyes, even though the pixels on skype suck.haha. i think being away from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6929426222249059794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6929426222249059794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-talking-to-friend-recently-about.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3115044457119073856</id><published>2008-09-24T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:41:15.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i spent my quiet time tonight pondering the thoughts that followed from psalm 40:1-3.v 4 "Blessed is that man who makes the Lord his trust,and does not respect the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies."this is the straight and narrow path that i have been on since the day i said "i do", to God. it is not always easy, to say i am putting my trust in the Lord. for oftentimes i simply pay lip </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3115044457119073856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3115044457119073856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-spent-my-quiet-time-tonight-pondering.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-9164957622124520295</id><published>2008-09-23T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:32:38.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today, has been one heck of an amazing day. haha. there is so much i feel that cannot be put into words. so im gonna sum it up with (some) of what i wrote in my journal to the Lord:i know that You answered my prayer, when i asked You to reveal to me certain things that i could not see. i know that You answered my prayer for guidance, and all the other prayers that im sure my friends (thanks guys)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/9164957622124520295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/9164957622124520295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-has-been-one-heck-of-amazing-day.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-5896757016098291816</id><published>2008-09-22T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:30:30.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i stand in awe how He reaches down and heals me in my moments of weakness.in the days past, because of various events/situations i have found myself in, i have been pushed deeper and deeper into the realm of Christian apolegetics (defense of the faith). and i have found that more and more people are hitting the wall of intellectual doubts when it comes to their quest for faith in Jesus Christ. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5896757016098291816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5896757016098291816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-stand-in-awe-how-he-reaches-down-and.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6890967938773905304</id><published>2008-09-21T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:26:27.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>v 2 "Every way of a man is right in his own eyes,but the Lord weighs the hearts."as i read this verse it was just a really in-the-face reinforcement of something 3 friends (separately) said to me today. how often do we fight to take control of our lives and all that is in it? so often that we forget to let Him take control. He weighs our hearts!v 5 "The plans of the diligent lead surely to plenty</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6890967938773905304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6890967938773905304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/v-2-every-way-of-man-is-right-in-his.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4166228750434004994</id><published>2008-09-18T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:34:23.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>believe me when i say that the love of Christ is what makes my world go round. !!! today was/is a very wonderful day for many reasons (aside from the slightly traumatic incident that occurred about midday that requires no further elaboration).i was sharing with a friend about my new-found realization that Christ should once again reign above all of my needs, and how important it is for me to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4166228750434004994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4166228750434004994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/believe-me-when-i-say-that-love-of.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3907371984093321982</id><published>2008-09-17T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:14:50.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have so many thoughts i need to get them all down before they disappearread this for the most apt reminder of what it means to trust that God is right here beside us.i was talking to a friend yesterday, and he/she reminded me of the very basis of my faith in all God is, and all the Lord Jesus is to me. i was sharing about some of my worries, anxieties and fears. and he/she simply said - look to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3907371984093321982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3907371984093321982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-so-many-thoughts-i-need-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-719793366104912273</id><published>2008-09-16T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T09:07:04.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today we tried to bake a chocolate cake. ahahaha. with chocolate sauce. so we got everything ready and started pouring hot water into the mixture of sugar and cocoa powder to get chocolate sauce. the requirement was 1cup, but after we had poured 1/4 cup in, the sauce looked thick enough, so we happily decided that it was enough. but thankfully, after we placed the cake in the oven i had this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/719793366104912273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/719793366104912273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/kudos-to-andrew-for-introducing-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-7375724557932519580</id><published>2008-09-15T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T14:52:21.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was my first day helping out at lambrick park's childrens' ministry. (: what can i say, i went expecting nothing, but i have come to the amazing conclusion that children are the same everywhere. they are cute and sweet and the most perfect embodiment of innocence. (well, most of them. some are a little rascal-ly, but at the very least they arent malicious, like some adults we see nowadays. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7375724557932519580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7375724557932519580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-was-my-first-day-helping-out-at.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o3GAQOJN4xw/SM4GAaR_52I/AAAAAAAAAMg/6ZaBMV4I6FY/s72-c/DSC01673(ed).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-5276915620029816726</id><published>2008-09-14T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:59:53.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today we went to catch some crabs at some ulu part of victoria. haha it was pretty fun! cos the boys did all the work. haha. i mostly sat there, laughed, ate teddy grahams and took photos of all the crabs we caught (but i think its unfair that we had to throw back like SIX cos they were female crabs and we arent allowed to bring home the females).while the net was floating around in the ocean,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5276915620029816726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5276915620029816726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-today-we-went-to-catch-some-crabs-at.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o3GAQOJN4xw/SMy113qao6I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ehd2yZk4jf0/s72-c/DSC01623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-7939534055734930480</id><published>2008-09-11T14:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:02:54.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im just finishing up the last few pages of 'i dont have enough faith to be an atheist'. its mostly a good read, one that i think every self-professing atheist should take a look at to balance off books like 'the god delusion'. as i had my cereal, milk and banana this morning (i sound like im on a baby diet haha) i read a passage that vividly described the flogging, crucifixion, and death of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7939534055734930480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7939534055734930480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-just-finishing-up-last-few-pages-of.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-7713571497201382311</id><published>2008-09-09T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:58:31.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just wrote a whole load of unhappiness in this text box- and deleted it.i read this from lotsofscotts.blogspot.com today: It requires a big faith to trust God to do as He pleases, not just as we please. It is scary to think of what may be required of my life for His Glory. Yet, the alternative...trusting myself in all of my fallability rather than Him in all His Majesty... is just not an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7713571497201382311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7713571497201382311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-wrote-whole-load-of-unhappiness.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-7923323306353702665</id><published>2008-09-07T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T13:26:36.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i spent this morning reading the book of joshua - and i was struck by the goodness of the Lord upon Israel. upon a nation that had sinned, rebelled, done every imaginable evil against the Lord. and yet He fulfilled His promises."Not a word failed of any good thing which the LORD had spoken to the house of Israel. All came to pass." -Joshua 21:45and yet He gave all that they did not deserve."I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7923323306353702665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7923323306353702665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-spent-this-morning-reading-book-of.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2455443505557990346</id><published>2008-09-05T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:30:33.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i sat on the swings looking up at all of this-i read a phrase in 'i dont have enough faith to be an atheist' today - there is no one as deaf as those who do not wish to hear. how true. its all there. Paul, a persecutor of Christians, a hater of Christians, became one of the most fervent believers, proclaiming the gospel to his death. others were doubtful, lied to save their own skin (see </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2455443505557990346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2455443505557990346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-i-sat-on-swings-looking-up-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o3GAQOJN4xw/SMDRpARR4iI/AAAAAAAAALw/5xwz4RVcW8A/s72-c/DSC01524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4004301791700777341</id><published>2008-09-03T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:29:54.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what can i say? once again the Lord has provided beyond what i could ever imagine. the law faculty is RIGHT at the entrance of the university that is closest to my home! my goodness. how amazing, and how wonderful. i literally take 15mins to walk to school. how could it be a coincidence that i didnt manage to rent a room at any of the previous places i looked at (these places lead to another UVic</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4004301791700777341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4004301791700777341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-can-i-say-once-again-lord-has.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-1216961781884035795</id><published>2008-08-22T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T01:08:56.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A TEENAGER'S VIEW OF HEAVEN-17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. 'I wowed 'em,' he later told his father, Bruce. 'It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote..' It also was the last. Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1216961781884035795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/1216961781884035795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/teenagers-view-of-heaven-17-year-old.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2300982278191540860</id><published>2008-08-20T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:26:46.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had udders ice cream with huangs last night and she was such a bimbs. i walked into the shop and pointed out the alcoholic and non-alcoholic ice cream to her. we agreed on ordering the baileys and lychee martini ice cream. halfway through our ice cream she asked me: rach, is this ice cream alcoholic?i was so shocked i just stared at her for a good half minute. hahaha HUANGS YOU ARE A RETARD. we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2300982278191540860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2300982278191540860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/had-udders-ice-cream-with-huangs-last.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8377424036101544657</id><published>2008-08-19T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:48:44.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are my God and my KingYou are the words that i singYou are the reason i make this offering.You are the bright Morning star- You are."Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8377424036101544657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8377424036101544657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-are-my-god-and-my-king-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6922076990497965524</id><published>2008-08-19T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:48:48.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>during lunch yesterday, little meagan (dressed in her white and red polka dotted dress) was jumping around in typical 6yearold fashion, telling me with excitement that her "mommy and korkor are going to shanghai to see the eye doctor for ten days". to which she added "im staying in singapore. so borwing."today during prayer meeting, Pastor encouraged us to pray. pray for little joshua who might </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6922076990497965524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6922076990497965524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/during-lunch-yesterday-little-meagan.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3371408317152702828</id><published>2008-08-15T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:30:49.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i began the day with this:"i wait for the Lord, my soul waits,and in His Word i do hope.My soul waits for the Lord,More than those who watch for the morning-Yes, more than those who watch for the morning."-Psalm130:5-6i thought this was breathtakingly beautiful. i stopped for a long while as the image of a sunrise formed in my head. as sure as the sun will rise, is my hope in the Lord.  (: and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3371408317152702828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3371408317152702828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-began-day-with-this-i-wait-for-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8052458903945387361</id><published>2008-08-13T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:10:37.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my thoughts in recent weeks have been turned to the 'song of ascents', a collection of 15 psalms (psalm 120-134)there are so many amazing insights i have drawn by just dwelling on these passages. even if its just for a few minutes at a time."my help comes from the Lord, Who made Heaven and earth."-Psalm 121:2"Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters,as the eyes of a maid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8052458903945387361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8052458903945387361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-thoughts-in-recent-weeks-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-8130436858901453320</id><published>2008-08-11T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:11:10.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have never read a more true, more vivid description of love than this (extracted, again, from Mere Christianity by CS Lewis), and one of the most striking formulations of what it means to have a good, solid, Christian marriage. (tons better than joshua harris' book, that is true, but i sometimes think is somewhat legalistic)p107 The idea that 'being in love' is the ONLY reason for remaining </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8130436858901453320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/8130436858901453320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-never-read-more-true-more-vivid.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-943293223730514749</id><published>2008-08-09T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:00:34.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the most perfect, unblemished form of love comes, of course, from our Creator Himself.paul writes in romans that "I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth nor any other created thing shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord."God's love is never shoved</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/943293223730514749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/943293223730514749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/most-perfect-unblemished-form-of-love.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-5597699300480286767</id><published>2008-08-08T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:40:41.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's 'revealed by the Spirit' devotion was taken from Romans8:38 "I am persuaded...". i really, really am.below are extracts from 'mere Christianity' by CS Lewis. amazing pieces of writing.Free will is what has made evil possible. why, then, did God give them free will?: Because free will, though it makes evil possible, is also the only thing that makes possible any love or goodness or joy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5597699300480286767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/5597699300480286767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-revealed-by-spirit-devotion-was.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-2030935948013730040</id><published>2008-08-07T02:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T02:22:19.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the band at walas was running through their same old repetoire again tonight.. and i was getting pretty bored. then they played a song that made the whole night worth it (:Welcome to the planetWelcome to existenceEveryone's hereEverybody's watching you nowEverybody waits for you nowWhat happens nextI dare you to moveI dare you to moveI dare you to lift yourself up off the floorI dare you to moveI</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2030935948013730040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/2030935948013730040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/band-at-walas-was-running-through-their.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-7357615352431259258</id><published>2008-08-01T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T03:09:49.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shanghai was good, but thats a different story thats less important at this pt of time. haha. i just need to put all my thoughts down into words and lessons i need to apply to my life before i forget them all over again.i spent monday night reading the beginning of the book of luke. and the person of mary struck a chord in my heart in a fresh new way. she was a young girl, engaged to be married </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7357615352431259258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/7357615352431259258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/08/shanghai-was-good-but-thats-different.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-3473733367747166329</id><published>2008-07-26T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T10:54:16.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's devotions was as follows:26th July 2008                                                                          RBTS Romans Day 177  Text: Romans 8 “Subjected to futility…”  Romans 8:20 THE SEARCH FOR MEANING IN LIFE           When God made man, He made him out of the dust of the ground (Cf. Genesis 2:7). From the time God created man, the search for meaning in life began. The following </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3473733367747166329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/3473733367747166329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/07/todays-devotions-was-as-follows-26th.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4202348796261018820</id><published>2008-07-24T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:36:46.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O God, You are my God;Early will I seek You;My soul thirsts for You;My flesh longs for You;In a dry and thirsty landWhere there is no water.-Psalm 63:1you know what impeccable is? impeccable means faultless; flawless. flawness. and God's timing is always impeccable. its always perfect and right now i believe that with my whole heart. He has loved me thissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss much, why</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4202348796261018820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4202348796261018820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-god-you-are-my-god-early-will-i-seek.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-6550406029216830466</id><published>2008-07-19T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:37:46.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>“And now, Israel, what does the LORD your God require of you, but to fear the LORD your God, to walk in all His ways and to love Him, to serve the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul, and to keep the commandments of the LORD and His statutes which I command you today for your good?" -Deuteronomy 10:12-13i was at island last night and i have never met a bunch of more childish </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6550406029216830466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/6550406029216830466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-now-israel-what-does-lord-your-god.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5992393.post-4530299952212750345</id><published>2008-07-18T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:16:19.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God." -Micah 6:8i am finding more and more amazing verses in His Word. and am thankful each time He writes on the tablet of my heart. (:today i spoke to someone. and i understood why this, why me, why now. these past one and a half months has been a precious</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4530299952212750345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5992393/posts/default/4530299952212750345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebeautyofrain.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-has-showed-you-o-man-what-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>chael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495406971514045408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
