<?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-7825656937064450036</id><updated>2012-01-29T01:00:15.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scribbles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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>353</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7732551755482312958</id><published>2012-01-29T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T01:00:15.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah17:9</title><content type='html'>"Christian know that the closer they get to God, the more they become aware of their own sin. In this the saint is rather like the scientist. The more scientists find out, the more they realize how little they know and how much there is still to discover. Similarly, the more Christians grow in their imitation of Christ, the more aware they become of the vast distance which still seperates them from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glance into any Christian biography underlines this - if our own experience is not sufficient evidence. Let me offer just one example. David Brainerd was a young pioneer missionary among the Indians of Delaware at the beginning of the nineteenth century. His diary and letters reveal the rich quality of devotion to Christ. Despite the great pain and crippling weakness, which led to his death at the age of twenty-nine, he gave himself totally to his work. He travelled on hourseback through thick forests, preached and taught without rest, slept in the open and was content to have no settled home or family life. His dairy is full of expressions of love to 'my dear Indians' and of prayers and praises to his Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might imagine that he is a saint of the first order. Surely his life and work can't have been unduly tainted by sin. Yet as we turn the pages of his diary, he continually laments what he describes as his moral 'corruption'. He complains of his lack of prayer and the poverty of his love for Christ. He calls himself 'a poor worm' and 'a dead dog', and 'an unspeakably worthless wretch'. This not because he had a morbid conscience. It was the closeness of his relationship with Christ that made him &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;painfully&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aware&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sinfulness&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Stott, Basic Christianity - pg52-53.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;God,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;filthyi am. sometimes i dont even know how to come to you. i can only hide behind Jesus and cry have mercy on me, for i am a sinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7732551755482312958?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7732551755482312958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7732551755482312958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7732551755482312958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7732551755482312958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/jeremiah179.html' title='Jeremiah17:9'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1207450432022192793</id><published>2012-01-28T00:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T00:22:52.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story on a toilet roll: unwritten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppX1hRYnsPY/TyLRyvOmlJI/AAAAAAAACm0/WADoX9hR-OA/s1600/IMG_2204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 239px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702350747805848722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppX1hRYnsPY/TyLRyvOmlJI/AAAAAAAACm0/WADoX9hR-OA/s400/IMG_2204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;: son, i've live and 60% of my history has been written. yours is just beginning. its filled with &lt;em&gt;endless&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;possibilities&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;dreams&lt;/em&gt;. open to such creativity and choices. work hard and build with integrity, it leaves you with no regrets; find what is meaningful and fight to protect it, it is your joy on earth. discover why the Sun shines light for man and forever be marvelled it. It is an endless pursuit that will be the only treasure, that defines, refines, rescue and satisfies your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;young&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;: May the morning glory shine guidance unto my path and my life flow as ink, obedient in the Author's pen to display His Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired by a film i just watch with mum yday "Good Will Hunting", i am reminded of a friend who is smart and in whom i believe has potential. he may not be even in a career path he studied for, but i believe he will do well. and like this story, may he and actually all of us.. &lt;em&gt;discover&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;pursue&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;matters&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture details of the leaves:&lt;br /&gt;the leaves on the tree on the left are wrinkly and some has fallen to the ground, as it is now autumn for the old man's season of life. he has seen more than the average sidewalkers. but cannot change the past. (however it may need no change, good or bad, it has shape him to be what he is). he is a good father and has a heart for the next generation. He speaks words of wisdom to the young lad and has 40% more to run this race. his story is not completed YET, he can still have hope, passion and opportunities to do the things he wants for God, his family, people and to finish well. an encouragement to the older generation whom i appreciate :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tree on the right is blossoming with flowers, and there's even a butterfly near the ground, signifying the sweet fragrance of spring. the start of new life for the young boy. its the beginning of a story yet to be written. my heart for this man is that, he will dream good dreams, do well in his work, never compromise in integrity and be a shinning light in his workplace as his mission field. i also hope he will have a good family, enjoy this great blessing on earth and lead them well in Godliness. and may the depths of his life always be anchored in walking with God which is a lifelong discovery :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1207450432022192793?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1207450432022192793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1207450432022192793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1207450432022192793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1207450432022192793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/story-on-toilet-roll-unwritten.html' title='story on a toilet roll: unwritten'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-ppX1hRYnsPY/TyLRyvOmlJI/AAAAAAAACm0/WADoX9hR-OA/s72-c/IMG_2204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1843146566505954458</id><published>2012-01-27T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:50:01.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7WDiYpnuck/TyKvBR1GY4I/AAAAAAAACmo/TAdtIPFl-sQ/s1600/IMG_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702312514705318786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7WDiYpnuck/TyKvBR1GY4I/AAAAAAAACmo/TAdtIPFl-sQ/s400/IMG_2175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) simply, it was a nice day with mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1843146566505954458?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1843146566505954458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1843146566505954458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1843146566505954458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1843146566505954458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/271.html' title='27/1'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-k7WDiYpnuck/TyKvBR1GY4I/AAAAAAAACmo/TAdtIPFl-sQ/s72-c/IMG_2175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6088312167963760351</id><published>2012-01-27T16:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:26:25.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a toilet roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McVubcfHbaY/TyJnQvN4bVI/AAAAAAAACmc/dQuLENOyQgs/s1600/IMG_2194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702233615454727506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McVubcfHbaY/TyJnQvN4bVI/AAAAAAAACmc/dQuLENOyQgs/s400/IMG_2194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then any intention or action of love can be at its &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;purest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; form :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6088312167963760351?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6088312167963760351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6088312167963760351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6088312167963760351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6088312167963760351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-toilet-roll.html' title='on a toilet roll'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McVubcfHbaY/TyJnQvN4bVI/AAAAAAAACmc/dQuLENOyQgs/s72-c/IMG_2194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7845553226232636971</id><published>2012-01-25T09:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T11:07:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one step at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;friends are starting to work and love ones are getting PR :) And as for me, i'll continue to give my BEST in every phase of life im in and ENJOY myself haha :) "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eee&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eee&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lai&lt;/span&gt;" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7845553226232636971?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7845553226232636971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7845553226232636971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7845553226232636971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7845553226232636971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-step-at-time.html' title='one step at a time'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7699283725247794846</id><published>2012-01-23T00:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T02:35:57.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mum</title><content type='html'>Last friday night, i had such a bad stomach ache that i was heaving upon breathing and sprawling in bed. Acid churned in cycles and the pain was so great that i even told God He could take me then. Sweat poured as i cringed and molten-lava spewed out in multiple sessions of diarrhea-attacks. As i laid exhausted, mum came near and prayed for me. It was 2am and i was worried that she has not slept as i knew sleep was very important for her. But she said "it is ok, mama can still smile cause God helped me sleep in the morning already and sleep is not everything". Later, she then used an old fashion method to ease stomach pain by rubbing a hot water bottle on my abdomen warmly. She said it was her childhood remedy and it did help for awhile :) I asked her jokingly why did she love me and she also joked back, "if not love who?" Implying that family members are the people we love. I still suffered that night, as the fiery volcano decided to give out it's last spew; but by the next morning i was feeling better :) And i just want to say i really appreciate my mum and thank her for her heart of love for God firstly, herself, family and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time coming back has also been so fulfilling, as i see my mum change in God. She is starting to open up again to people and care for them. She also shares God with anyones she meets and always tell me about their good points. She may not be agile physically like other mums, but she has this special heart and faith that can run like jaguar in the heavenly race. She also prays alot for our family and her friends, and mind you prayer is real and powerful! and it takes time and a real heart of discipline and love to sow in prayer :) Thats mighty-muscles wuhoo that you see, when u put on 3D-faith-glasses on :) haha. I am still learning to love my mum too and humbled by her authenthic life of faith. I am also learning that we should not put too high expectations on people (as everyone is different) but give them grace+time to change. (and not to what you want them to be, but to what God wants them to be, and in His beautiful time). In addition to that, never give up on prayer. God really works. And AHEM AHEM..may i not forget that the lady in the mirror with very puffy hair currently haha needs to ask God to change her own life too :):) haha.  Tho we are all outwardly wasting away, may we be renewed daily inside.. to like what im seeing in my mum now, a transformation..not just a mere human rehabilitaion, but a miraculous renewal..showing forth the truth in 2Corinthians 5:17.. "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we appreciate our family members this season of reunion and have a blessed CNY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCau4R0nd2I/Txw4pVqhq3I/AAAAAAAACmQ/9B-ulNyEc8s/s1600/IMG_2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700493511185509234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCau4R0nd2I/Txw4pVqhq3I/AAAAAAAACmQ/9B-ulNyEc8s/s320/IMG_2168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;story&lt;/span&gt;: haha i used to wonder why is there always a blue pillow on the floor?? and guess that it may have fallen off the bed. I even put it once into the cupboard cause it did not match the rest of the pillows on the bed (which has a red/pink theme) and nobody uses it. Lol, but cheekily every afternoon i will still find it there on the floor! haha little did i know and just discovered today.. that someone was kneeling down on it to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessed to have kneeling-praying parents, including dad. miss him very much and hope to see him soon :) MISS u one hundred.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7699283725247794846?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7699283725247794846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7699283725247794846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7699283725247794846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7699283725247794846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/mum.html' title='mum'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-yCau4R0nd2I/Txw4pVqhq3I/AAAAAAAACmQ/9B-ulNyEc8s/s72-c/IMG_2168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7905471148800938654</id><published>2012-01-19T21:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:44:44.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>fell asleep on the train today and fell onto a lady next to me! haha woke up very shy and sheepishly saying sorry. "its ok" she giggled. inertia sprinkled our day w some humour :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7905471148800938654?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7905471148800938654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7905471148800938654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7905471148800938654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7905471148800938654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1440284532461317684</id><published>2012-01-17T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:58:38.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>Standing up from 9am-5pm, made me realised that "working-life" one day will not be easy. having sore feet now lol. but i've realised that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hard work puts food on the table&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1440284532461317684?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1323798434710946257</id><published>2012-01-13T21:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:33:59.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Spore and had such a valuable time with Esther and Jean. i really enjoyed the time hanging out and getting to know these two beautiful sisters in a closer way :) (along with the fellow travellers from UQ8,6,1 and ShuNing from Ispwich who shared her whole wow-testimony to me during this trip) i also got to meet many ones whom i've not seen for so long and are now residing in spore. tho i wish there was more time to even talk properly, its ok, i thank God for each of their lives and opportunity to even crossed-paths and know that there's such an amazing sister/brother that exist somewhere in the world. and i pray for their best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been back this time round has also changed a few of my thoughts lately. listening to different ones who are more seasoned and grey with wisdom, have made me took a step a back to think about my future. i once toy-ed with the idea of going to bible school after my dental course, but my pastor who is also a oral-maxilo-facial surgeon, spoke to me not too. he said God has placed me in dentistry for a reason and i should work first. nay, the same advice given by the missionaries. i guess i was too naive in my dreams, and havent thought about the reality of life to its core and the importance of working+gaining life experiences. and im setting out now to just focus on my studies first, then work and still love+seek+serve God with all my heart in all stages. as for missions, i have not got a calling but will just be open :) haha i remembered when i was reading the bibliography of Tami Fisk, i cried for 2reasons. 1) was because it was so inspiring and heart-piercing the way she clung on to God when she had melanoma and was dying in pain. 2) and secondly, haha i cried because i was so scared. lol i told God about my fears about missions, i dont want to be unmarried and die so young. (i dont think im that brave or courageous like Tami) and as i felt asleep while stroking my mum's forehead, &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(haha was trying to put her to sleep, but fell asleep in the process too!)&lt;/span&gt; i dreamt and felt God saying this "Sabrina you are Sabrina, you are not Tami" it was so touching. haha i even told sarah about it in the dream. and when i woke up i felt such peace and the comforting love of God assuring me that i am special and He has a specific plan for me. My life will be different, it doesnt have to be the same (like the many missionary stories i've read), it has its own story and God the author is still writing it. Thank God He never use cookie-cutters to fashion our lives in a homo-style. We are each individually crafted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God for such a nice holiday in Spore, the company and a time to just see different things :) Continue to change my heart and show me how to live this life for You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1323798434710946257?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1323798434710946257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1323798434710946257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1323798434710946257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1323798434710946257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/singapore.html' title='Singapore'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-5305374220366243666</id><published>2012-01-07T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T16:19:40.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey joys with mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEy57ke7uZ0/TwfX5wvUeJI/AAAAAAAACmE/phlfRUKLbeY/s1600/2012-01-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 189px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694757641169172626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEy57ke7uZ0/TwfX5wvUeJI/AAAAAAAACmE/phlfRUKLbeY/s400/2012-01-07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we selected a few of our favourite songs, put them on replay and then morphed into sweet-busy-beezzz! :) haha i even included a chipmunk song into the playlist :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-5305374220366243666?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/5305374220366243666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=5305374220366243666' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5305374220366243666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5305374220366243666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/honey-joys-with-mum.html' title='honey joys with mum'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-KEy57ke7uZ0/TwfX5wvUeJI/AAAAAAAACmE/phlfRUKLbeY/s72-c/2012-01-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-616052984994577982</id><published>2012-01-06T23:11:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T02:13:55.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humility and love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7Qprv_TXXE/Twcm23hFyJI/AAAAAAAACl4/N9Y3WRUyxd8/s1600/IMG_2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694562977890814098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7Qprv_TXXE/Twcm23hFyJI/AAAAAAAACl4/N9Y3WRUyxd8/s400/IMG_2048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Dr Chern Chern and Dr Yew On today, who are missionary-dentists for the Lord in Cambodia :) They were speaking at my former school's CF and it was a joy to hear them share about their work with such experience, maturity, kindness and humour! :) Its my third time meeting them, twice on the field and their lives are a real shinning light for Christ there; in addition to being one that God use to display His faithfulness. Often i wonder what will happen to missionary kids when they follow their parents, especially their education? but Dr Yew On and Dr Chern Chern can tell you how God bless them. Their eldest son studied in an international school there and due to his good grades, he was awarded a scholarship into Wesley Methodist College in Malaysia. (Help us save money Dr Chern Chern says with a chuckle!) And on top of that, last year he was even awarded for being the TOP IN THE WORLD for IGCSE "O" level Math! Wow. Such a testimony it is, even as Dr Yew On and Chern Chern chose to serve God in a third world country(16years now). How blessed i was to meet and chat with them again. Their passion and love for God and people is one that you that can really see and feel; in their eyes, voices and care. Thank You God for such humble servants of Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are pictures of them, carrying out an ice-breaker/quiz on Cambodia before going into their sharing :) we even got postcards when we answered correctly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694562872110543490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hnD3pOQtNgA/TwcmwtdG8oI/AAAAAAAACls/s-ksTeHKm2I/s400/2012-01-06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is not professional-suicide haha" chuckes Dr Chern Chern who regulary updates her knowledge and skills as an orthodontist who supervise and pioneered the ortho-post-grad programme there. Even as she is back for her furlough, she taking up attachments to learn about cleft management to go back and teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We shouldnt give God our leftovers" when sharing about how best professionals are not just to be kept, but also given to the mission field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think about how many people run to church? compared to the number of people who run to the hospitals? Hence you all are in the best place to share God's love when you provide health care to them" in Dr Chern Chern's closing words to the health care students in IMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the dream, i saw myself carrying(holding up) the Cross with the light shinning." shared Dr Yew On when i asked him how did he get his calling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-616052984994577982?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/616052984994577982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=616052984994577982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/616052984994577982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/616052984994577982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/humility-and-love.html' title='Humility and love'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-k7Qprv_TXXE/Twcm23hFyJI/AAAAAAAACl4/N9Y3WRUyxd8/s72-c/IMG_2048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-141444011163503970</id><published>2012-01-04T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:54:20.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwrIjoF6lVU/TwRkrTAeTcI/AAAAAAAACk8/sK2MybT0nVY/s1600/IMG_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693786523902561730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HwrIjoF6lVU/TwRkrTAeTcI/AAAAAAAACk8/sK2MybT0nVY/s400/IMG_2041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak reading her bible and journaling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;for me these are the riches of this earth, which brings joy and thankfulness to my night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-141444011163503970?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/141444011163503970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=141444011163503970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/141444011163503970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/141444011163503970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2012/01/precious.html' title='precious'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-HwrIjoF6lVU/TwRkrTAeTcI/AAAAAAAACk8/sK2MybT0nVY/s72-c/IMG_2041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-764118768584862886</id><published>2011-12-30T00:37:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T01:47:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's faithfulness</title><content type='html'>mum has been coughing so badly these few days i wish i could stop it. but with prayers and medication, i know she is on the road to recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just "so-soing" her back-drenched-with-sweat-from-coughing awhile ago in the dark bedroom with no fan turned on.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(so-soing is an affectionate term we use in our family, to gently keep rubbing/massaging a child's back/head until she/he sleeps&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;..and it reminded me of our time together when i was studying in taylors college in year 2007..she was undergoing chemotherapy then and i was studying South Australian Matriculation, &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;trying hard to get into medical school haha..&lt;/span&gt; i remembered the times we had together.. the good times when i saw her briefly healthy, smiley and always encouraging :) and also the tough times when i just dint know what to do..but sarah, dad and kakak came to the rescue such as when mum started bleeding or just had bad days..serene was 17 then and had to grow up alot of time alone back in labuan. there were many hours too i realised that i've lost while studying and couldnt be with mum..but she also needed alot of time alone resting..and i remember her favourite song on replay "when the ocean rise and thunders roar, i will soar with You above the storm, Father you are king above the flood, I will be still and know You are God" sung by Don Moen :) I also reminisce how God brought many people into our lives to help us and also blessing me with good friends in school (sooky, yuki, yiwen, chirunu etc). As i look back, i felt that i was abit young then and wished i could have understand things more.. Nevertheless, the "deva-ju" flashbacks tonight really made me so thankful to God for His faithfulness in my family's life :) such a pleasant reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, dont worry. mum is just having a common cold and i know she will get better soon :) haha on the other hand, i've been bitten by the reading-bug lately. finishing my 3rd book since coming back and has been very blessed by each of them :) The last one is 'Grasping Heaven' a bibliography of Tami L.Fisk that moved me to tears. I'll be meeting Keili tomorrow too! one of my best friend from IMU and just excited to see her as well as exchange our stories. she flew to Otago and i flew to Brisbane haha &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(hope i made the right choice, JKJK, haha i've seen so much to know God's presence is with me in Brisbane and moulding me so much there)&lt;/span&gt;  :):):) "if we are faithless, He will remain faithful, for He cannot disown Hiself" 2Tim2:13. God i praise You for You are forever faithful. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-764118768584862886?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/764118768584862886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=764118768584862886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/764118768584862886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/764118768584862886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/gods-faithfulness.html' title='God&apos;s faithfulness'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-786426775938179285</id><published>2011-12-29T00:41:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T03:56:52.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Being back in Malaysia for about a week now, has jolted my senses to the reality of poverty, living and survival. Just simple walks around the city, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;(dont talk about the buzz contained only within the four-walls of air-conditioned megamalls for the affluent)&lt;/span&gt; it has opened my eyes to see how hard it is to earn a living.. and blind beggars selling tissues makes me think at night what better jobs can they have? But admist the grey outlooks of the country, i've also picked up small observations here and there that lightened my heart and made me smile. Like how cheap some things can be (You can buy 3curry puffs for 1Ringgit!), genuine hospitality and how in the simplest of things, families can be happy. But yea generally life can be tough for many and i am not in the right shoes to speak for the many foreign workers in our nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, i've also come to see how 'hands' are so important to many ones to earn a living. From the hair-dresser who skillfully holds the scissors to cut hair, to the chef that cooks your food and the lady who sweeps to streets by holding a broom. How will they work without hands? As for dentistry, it will be 100% impossible, as it is totally hands-on. Nonetheless, in conclusion to the images that enter my eyes each day , "Godliness with contentment is great gain" We can be so rich, have no God, be uncontented and live+leave this world having nothing. or We can be poor/rich but have God, enjoy simple things, be so contented and live+leave this world having God which is everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, in having Kingdom-mindsets and dreams (that needs to be tested,develop and prayed over with maturity and time), sometimes i need to be reminded of practicality, priorities and the present. And my simple practical goal for this holiday while im at home is to: Love my mum and show her respect, with patience. Sometimes we can be so on fire for the word of God and speak of God out there, but what is more important and real, starts from home. it boils down to how we treat others starting from our own family who know us best, in the light of truth that transforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's only a few more days to the new year. and i've been praying hard too for God's direction next year..meanwhile im also very thankful for this year. The greatest highlight i think (besides many many good ones) is to see my friends accept Christ into their lives. Keili, Wei June, Veronica, Wen Huey, Bryan, Joseph, Tristen and Richard. I count that the best thing :) Tho it was a tough year in dental school and i am still left with uncertainty for the supp results which will only come out in Jan, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;this year has been worth it. I gave it my best and GOD has been too!&lt;/span&gt;. I still feel scared on what will happen with the results..but i put my trust in my God. it was a paper that was beyond my capacity and capability of a dental student.. that when i even told my dad about the questions..he said it was like FRCP level and even as a physician he would face difficulty answering them.. Not many understand, but yea i've really tried all i could(even for this whole year) and can now only let God do the rest. Tho i feel like Daniel's 3 friends in the fiery furnance under a pagan king, i pray that He will deliever me. It has been a long-suffering testing for me. but may i come out of it, having learnt the lessons He wants me to learn, seizing the opportunity to share my weakness and deepening frienships, giving thanks for all circumstances that enriches my faith and glorifying Him in all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a good year too, seeing God's working in your life and be thankful:) I also hope that many will see greater things as we journey more closer with God next year :) May we not "have more of God in our lives", but actually this: MORE OF OUR LIVES IN GOD. its a shift in perspective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-786426775938179285?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/786426775938179285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=786426775938179285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/786426775938179285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/786426775938179285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1783362508290524352</id><published>2011-12-26T23:17:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T03:52:02.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D5_QoVPisCI?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="560" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9s2kVhC8VLw?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear One under my care and love, God has shown me that my sin is no smaller than yours. I am the same sinner. I am in so much pain at the state of my heart. It is so deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it? But God can only help and save us. Continue to seek God and He can help you. Lets humble ourselves and turn from our own ways. Know that His ways are perfect, to protect and love us. No matter what, i still love you the same and is praying for you day and night. God loves you, more than i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:2 - Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is--his good, pleasing and perfect will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1783362508290524352?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1783362508290524352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1783362508290524352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1783362508290524352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1783362508290524352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://img.youtube.com/vi/D5_QoVPisCI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1101456933615282104</id><published>2011-12-26T00:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T16:29:45.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>art for fun: spot a heart in every picture :)</title><content type='html'>view from below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oCmb9bG-3Y/TvdT9w2i5OI/AAAAAAAACkw/zxLQpYW11Y8/s1600/view%2Bfrom%2Bbelow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690108974756717794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oCmb9bG-3Y/TvdT9w2i5OI/AAAAAAAACkw/zxLQpYW11Y8/s400/view%2Bfrom%2Bbelow.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from above:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FvWNYDLgAA/TvdTX3GGJBI/AAAAAAAACkY/C-HVQra2wwk/s1600/view%2Bfrom%2Babove.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690108323597526034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_FvWNYDLgAA/TvdTX3GGJBI/AAAAAAAACkY/C-HVQra2wwk/s400/view%2Bfrom%2Babove.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relaxing with my favourite book (can guess?), chocolate chip cookies and *&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=18p8OyYgUhU"&gt;this playing&lt;/a&gt;* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;God is most glorified when we are most satisfied in Him&lt;/span&gt;" - John Piper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1101456933615282104?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1101456933615282104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1101456933615282104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1101456933615282104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1101456933615282104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/art-spot-heart-in-every-picture.html' title='art for fun: spot a heart in every picture :)'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oCmb9bG-3Y/TvdT9w2i5OI/AAAAAAAACkw/zxLQpYW11Y8/s72-c/view%2Bfrom%2Bbelow.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4444225608987245226</id><published>2011-12-21T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T14:38:28.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A cry</title><content type='html'>This generation has lost the fear of the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4444225608987245226?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4444225608987245226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4444225608987245226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4444225608987245226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4444225608987245226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/cry.html' title='A cry'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-616213541770223692</id><published>2011-12-17T12:24:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T18:01:16.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windsor: Spring Clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Can you imagine working your entire life&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and giving all your money to someone else&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a parent's heart can do that for their children. A big cheer and respect to them :) Hope i can learn to have such a sacrificial heart and unconditional love like them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days has been hype-d up with many friends graduations and Congratulations to you all :) This is just a beginning of your lives and i hope that you will find wisdom for every decision by fearing the Lord :) Its has been so nice too having my housmates' families staying over at our house recently, tho 8 ppl have to share 1 toilet. haha so funny+nice the thought of it like queeing up in the supermarket, and have been blessed by their presence :) I felt so happy too one morning waking up to just see a family eating breakfast together and being so happy with one another. the sight really made me feel happy :) just a few more days till i'll go home to see my family too. aww. but first: a massive pack of my house! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-616213541770223692?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/616213541770223692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=616213541770223692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/616213541770223692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/616213541770223692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/windsor-spring-clean.html' title='Windsor: Spring Clean'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4545102956643630007</id><published>2011-12-12T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:16:51.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My simple desire</title><content type='html'>is that the whole world will know that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You are God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4545102956643630007?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4545102956643630007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4545102956643630007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4545102956643630007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4545102956643630007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-simple-desire.html' title='My simple desire'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1295800585898456294</id><published>2011-12-10T07:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:14:43.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed</title><content type='html'>Today is exactly 2weeks since i've started fasting and praying, and i really just want to thank God for speaking to me so clearly and working in my heart prior to that. i was really surprised by the way He even spoke to me through an honest-honourable-door-knock, but it was such a pleasant and memorable experience, cause i truly felt God so real and tangibly like flesh-upon-flesh. i was so touched by God that He has actually hears my prayers all these while and feel unexpressed joy. i want to remember this as a testimony for my life; as well as to encourage others next time to seek God, cause He really answers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as i close a chapter in my life, God has been encouraging me so much today that He is with me and has been blessing me with so much, i cannot but just feel so awe and blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to thank God for bringing me to Hope Church and UQ8 this year. Although initially i had some reservations and adjustments to make to my "ideal church idea" haha, a friend's advice really struck me "Sabrina, when you look for a church, its not just about the sermons to give u intellectual-high, but a church that is really real in loving God and people". And yea i stayed on because i saw the faith and God's work in the lives of the people. The leaders i have are also truly men and women who seeks God's heart, and live their whole lives according to the bible. Apart from that, lifegroup was where i saw genuine love and sacrificial care for one another. Im also always encouraged to see the different ones in my lifegroup encounter God and be transformed. I am really blessed by all the brothers and sisters i have met (even those who have went back) and each of you really remind me of God. As it is said, "no one has seen God, but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us". On top of that, i am also thankful for the church, for the mentoring system they have as well as their passion for the Great Commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) All in all, Im really so grateful and thank God for everything. Even just now, my younger sister serene was calling me from Sydney and telling me all that she had learnt from a church camp for almost 20mins! haha again i felt so touched by God and kept smiling cause He really heard another of my prayers again. Altho im still facing some tough challenges such as my supp-exam this coming 14Dec and house-finding-troubles(lol really spinning out of my control now), i want to continue to trust God and keep my heart secure in Him :) So blessed to trust and walk with God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1295800585898456294?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1295800585898456294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1295800585898456294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1295800585898456294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1295800585898456294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/blessed.html' title='blessed'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-9148319327815854973</id><published>2011-12-03T20:52:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T07:53:15.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a mother's smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExHvMhOa_dU/Tt_6mhtL--I/AAAAAAAACjc/XWNdxNRvJcU/s1600/IMG_1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683536794554727394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExHvMhOa_dU/Tt_6mhtL--I/AAAAAAAACjc/XWNdxNRvJcU/s320/IMG_1837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) it reminded me of a *&lt;a href="http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wanna-be-doctor.html"&gt;calling&lt;/a&gt;* and to press on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;My family and i grew up on a very small and simple island on the east coast of Sabah. Hence to get my mum's denture repair recently, she had to even fly to a neighbouring state; as there isnt a proper prosthodontist within the parameters of the island. But yey! today its functional upon mastication, comfortable, aesthetically-pleasing and it made me smile :) My mum is a very beautiful woman too and i just want to say, mum i love u! :) thanks for all your relentless prayers, sms-es and never-giving up spirit. im so glad u are still around :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-9148319327815854973?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/9148319327815854973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=9148319327815854973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/9148319327815854973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/9148319327815854973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/mothers-smile.html' title='a mother&apos;s smile'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExHvMhOa_dU/Tt_6mhtL--I/AAAAAAAACjc/XWNdxNRvJcU/s72-c/IMG_1837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-340020819773025792</id><published>2011-12-01T18:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:10:22.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i was given a chance to do it again, i will still do it the same way.</title><content type='html'>I will still honour You in honesty, though it costed me.&lt;br /&gt;Pain the justice due me, but praise because justice is You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-340020819773025792?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/340020819773025792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=340020819773025792' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/340020819773025792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/340020819773025792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-i-was-given-chance-to-do-it-again-i.html' title='If i was given a chance to do it again, i will still do it the same way.'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-343292868784049985</id><published>2011-11-26T16:10:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T16:01:06.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My story</title><content type='html'>Hi :) I am just a normal girl like any other, living life on this planet earth. Similary as the masses that i see on the train, i face the daily grind of waking up each morning having to brush my teeth (if not it will stink! haha), go to work/school to earn a living next time, labour hard to see fruits, face stress and failures, have responsibilies, find enjoyment in little chocolate cakes and cookies, have weird hobbies such as collecting free tuperwares so that i can put food inside to give people hehe, love my family+friends and feel so blessed by them, experience uncertainties such as finding a home to lodge next year, struggle with fear+emotions.. and like you too, i love to eat and pang-sai! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea i just want to share my story here. that the Christian life is more than just a fairy tale, a make-believe-fantasy in this real world. It is reality. THE reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sinner. Sin ≠ Crime. That is one equation we often get wrong. We often say "ohw, no i never murder anyone nor have i ever rob the bank". But yea sin is different. Sin is jealously, lying, stealing (even small/unseen things like uncredited movies online), having impure sexual thoughts to someone you are not married to, hate, not honouring our father and mother, not honouring God, curse, to love anything/anyone above God and basically Sin = Rejecting God. (wrote this in reference to the 12Commandments in reverse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as it is said that: sin separates us from God, the &lt;em&gt;realisation&lt;/em&gt; of sin brings us closer to God. David Pawson once said, there is a higher 'S' than 'sin' that separates us from God, which is 'Self-Righteousness'. When we think we are good enough, we wont need God. But when we realise the real fatal state of our heart, soul, mind which is deceitful, we realise our desperate need for forgiveness, rescue from sin and pardon from the punishment from the evil one. haunted movies scare me, but what is more sad is that many have lost the fear and reality of hell; and more so GOD Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too very much a sinner. I have so much hidden sins that if you were to expose them all, i would not know where to cover my face or hide myself in shame. but thanks be to God that if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. (1John1:8, eternal) and yea i also imagined once that when i reach the gates of heaven one day, if the angels were to say "this girl does not deserve to enter in", i would really cry cause that is true. but then, i was reminded by a verse in the bible that spoke so loud and clearly: For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to seperate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans8:38-39, eternally). Thus i thank God, that "YOU are good, YOU are good, when there is nothing good in me"(Hillsong-Forever Reign)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To admit our sins is not to make us feel &lt;em&gt;worthless&lt;/em&gt;, but &lt;em&gt;unworthy&lt;/em&gt;; not to &lt;em&gt;humilate us&lt;/em&gt;, but to &lt;em&gt;humble us&lt;/em&gt;. (&lt;a href="http://sibkl.org.my/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=1156:what-is-brokenness&amp;amp;catid=18:featuredevents&amp;amp;Itemid=37"&gt;Pastor Lee Choo&lt;/a&gt;-SIBKL). And daily repentance brings refereshment and joy! :) (Acts3:19 and Psalm51). I am still a growing Christian desiring to grow more in the power of the Holy Spirit, but yea one thing i want to highlight is that the Cross is not just something basic to undermine or a stage-to-pass like learning ABC. It is the foundation from which all things stem. The Cross is the centrality of Christianity. Without ABC, we wont even have words, and without Christ we wont even have the word "Christian". and yea may we ask God for His grace and Holy Spirit to grow in the understanding and love for Jesus. For wikipedia also says that, being a Christian means to be a "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian"&gt;follower of Christ&lt;/a&gt;". Do we even know Christ? (I know, i dont know as much or fully the mystery of heaven; but i am not dismayed or dishearted by my finite mind haha. For the years God has given to me to live on this world, I want to continuously grow to know His heart and infinite mind. I pray too that you who read this will be encouraged and have a hunger to do so too :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, (after reading so much haha) simply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my story, this is my song&lt;br /&gt;Praising my Saviour all the day long&lt;br /&gt;This is my story, this is my song&lt;br /&gt;Praising my Saviour all the day long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blessed Assurance Jesus is mine, by Eddy Arnold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYfWZW8ohSo/TtCfKZiX-II/AAAAAAAACjE/qZyd6Aoh9J8/s1600/IMG_1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679214131116767362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYfWZW8ohSo/TtCfKZiX-II/AAAAAAAACjE/qZyd6Aoh9J8/s400/IMG_1723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unrelated picture: hehe my first time on the city cat!!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-343292868784049985?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/343292868784049985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=343292868784049985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/343292868784049985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/343292868784049985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-story.html' title='My story'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tYfWZW8ohSo/TtCfKZiX-II/AAAAAAAACjE/qZyd6Aoh9J8/s72-c/IMG_1723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1655657326800894053</id><published>2011-11-25T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T22:09:06.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words from my shepherd</title><content type='html'>veon "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the inside matters more than the outside&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1655657326800894053?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1655657326800894053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1655657326800894053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1655657326800894053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1655657326800894053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/11/words-from-my-shepherd.html' title='words from my shepherd'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8865124566534760548</id><published>2011-11-15T18:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:01:45.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly: fearfully and wonderfully made</title><content type='html'>Got a call from an old friend in Canbera and the prayer almost made me cry. TQ :) your life testimony with Sarah never fails to make me smile at God's goodness. haha nway its about 13hours more to the next paper and i've been writing so much notes till my hands hurt and was shaking when holding the phone. haha thankfully Australia has hot water pipes too tho, cause warm running water has been my remedy for sore hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm144: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Praise to the Lord my Rock&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;who trains my hands for war&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my fingers for battle&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He is my loving God and my fortress&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my stronghold and my deliever&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my shield&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in whom I take refuge&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ho is man that You are mindful of him&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that You will part the heavens and come down&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and reach down Your hand from on high&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;deliever me and rescue me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will sing a new song to you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O God&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on a ten&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;stringed lyre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will make music to you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Blessed am i because this is true. Blessed am i because You are my God &lt;/span&gt;:) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8865124566534760548?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8865124566534760548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8865124566534760548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8865124566534760548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8865124566534760548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/11/butterfly-fearfully-and-wonderfully.html' title='butterfly: fearfully and wonderfully made'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3827065101262500584</id><published>2011-11-13T21:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T13:32:47.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoy each season</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Waiting can be painful&lt;/span&gt;" but it is a time to build trust and patience. It also refines one's desires to be not self-seeking, but to seek God and the synergy in partnership for the Kingdom and Glory of God. Waiting also helps one to understand and recognize that if it comes, it is a gift from the Giver in grace. Hence in thankfulness, the recievers will want to use it to glorify God back: In loving one another, to display the love of Christ for the church, His bride and vice versa. Apart form that, being quiet in waiting also does not mean being inactive or passive. It is active-training and disciplining of our thoughts and emotions daily. To die to self and renewing our minds and hearts to conform to the will of God. Through this, it also teaches one meakness. "Meakness is not weakness, but STRENGTH in contol" as Jennifer Rothschild puts it. In addition i just want to share here, what my dear sister shared to me.. "&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Until a guy pursues me, i want to be single-hearted in loving God.&lt;/span&gt;" inspired by Jeremiah 32:38-41 "&lt;em&gt;They will be my people and I will be their God. I will give them singleness of heart and action, so that they will always fear me for their own good and the good for their children after them. I will make and everlasting covenant with them: I will never stop doing good to them, and I will inspire them to fear me. I will rejoice in doing them good and will assuredly plant them in this land with all my heart and soul"&lt;/em&gt; says the Lord. Lastly, at the end of the day, when my heart and flesh fails, God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.. and "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sovereignity of God&lt;/span&gt; is the pillow which I lay my head on&lt;/span&gt;" - Charles Spurgeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) im learning to trust God more lately as i've seen Him work in so many other ways, and to also enjoy this season! lol tho its tough, i am thankful cause i want to be moulded and be presented as the best bride(church) and blessing i can be in Christ. I am also determined to WORK HARD in my studies too and in the same time, LOVE GOD WITH ALL MY HEART, SOUL, MIND and STRENGTH! and ofcourse His people too :) 5papers down, 2more to go :):):) wuhoooo..cant wait to get rid of the dark circles that entailed being an owl haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3827065101262500584?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3827065101262500584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3827065101262500584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3827065101262500584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3827065101262500584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/11/enjoy-each-season.html' title='enjoy each season'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6410791565078769653</id><published>2011-11-08T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T10:59:11.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>embrace</title><content type='html'>when i lie down and close my eyes, You are there&lt;br /&gt;when i wake up and open my eyes, You are there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6410791565078769653?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6410791565078769653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6410791565078769653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6410791565078769653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6410791565078769653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/11/embrace.html' title='embrace'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7986182882089690634</id><published>2011-11-01T22:19:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:41:26.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look UP</title><content type='html'>:) haha i think i was at one of my worst yday.. and i feel ashamed that i could have react to it better, but yea thank u to all who have been sending me a text/fb message to encourage me during this stressful period. In addition to that, a few funny memories also popped up in my mind today. i recalled when i was a small girl and preparing for my UPSR exam, dad would buy me burgers for supper, after his work. and when i was in studying in IMU, (while mum was still around before she went back labuan) she made me fresh watermelon juice and it was really delicous :) haha nice memories as i recollect them now and made me thankful for my parents. esp for their sacrifices that i am here today and also their prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway im 22years old now (gasp!) haha but still not immune to stress and facing much bigger and harder challenges. and as i was studying, a woman whom i was helping out at a dental fair for the homeless that day, came to mind. she was a middle-aged lady and a victim of an abusive husband. She was burnt from head to her tighs. and even when we were treating her, she couldnt stop her face from trembling.. as her facial skin+muscles were all scarred and in spasms upon opening her jaw. i can still remember her eyes even as i type this. and as chee said: "your stressful period will soon pass after this, but the scars on this lady face will remain", it reminded me that there's much greater challenges and worst scenarios out there. and instead of feeling self-pity and overtaken by the study pressure alone, i pray for the lady whenever i pray my own studies. God help us all. its a desperate cry. and as my sheep was sharing from 1 Samuel 1, "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;God hears Hannah&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s prayer&lt;/span&gt;". (tq veronica, u encourage me so much from ur own life:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dow2VnDOLJU/TrAEmOaB70I/AAAAAAAACig/fcoYqCV5WBw/s1600/IMG_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670036985608269634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dow2VnDOLJU/TrAEmOaB70I/AAAAAAAACig/fcoYqCV5WBw/s400/IMG_1509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i cant do this alone&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i really need you God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(each subject is sending shivers down my spine. pls pray for me too) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7986182882089690634?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dow2VnDOLJU/TrAEmOaB70I/AAAAAAAACig/fcoYqCV5WBw/s72-c/IMG_1509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3703190718942790653</id><published>2011-10-31T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T17:07:43.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down</title><content type='html'>1) wish i am not that blur. sigh im sorry&lt;br /&gt;2) this exam is making me so stressed :'/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3703190718942790653?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3703190718942790653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3703190718942790653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3703190718942790653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3703190718942790653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/10/down.html' title='down'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6500518509964335149</id><published>2011-10-27T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T11:23:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little chats in clinic</title><content type='html'>sometimes we just dont realise how fortunate we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6500518509964335149?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6500518509964335149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6500518509964335149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6500518509964335149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6500518509964335149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-chats-in-clinic.html' title='little chats in clinic'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-5805250671628054473</id><published>2011-10-24T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T20:33:15.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just click</title><content type='html'>A few good reads that i stumbled upon and decided to post it up for you all. haha shy-issues (dont laugh at me in disdain), but yea just want to share it to bless u and ur heart with matters of the heart. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cause the heart of the matter&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;is that the heart matters&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001409.cfm"&gt;Faith for the Man He'll become&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001302.cfm"&gt;What Guys Wish You Knew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001093.cfm"&gt;The Marks of Manhood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0000961.cfm"&gt;Believing in the Dream of Marriage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001349.cfm"&gt;Get Married, Young Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001983.cfm"&gt;One Single Day &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001923.cfm"&gt;Vessel of Honour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-5805250671628054473?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/5805250671628054473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=5805250671628054473' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5805250671628054473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5805250671628054473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-click.html' title='Just click'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-2569676777846848849</id><published>2011-10-22T19:12:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T00:56:15.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spot a heart among the clouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wB5NGAFOK0U/TqKn-VL--6I/AAAAAAAACiM/BeRwAh3imcA/s1600/clouds.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666275970466642850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wB5NGAFOK0U/TqKn-VL--6I/AAAAAAAACiM/BeRwAh3imcA/s400/clouds.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) "Because of the Cross, we do know &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; thing:&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; we are not forsaken&lt;/span&gt;." - &lt;a href="http://solofemininity.blogs.com/posts/2011/10/a-faithful-god-to-the-end.html"&gt;RW&lt;/a&gt; (can click)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-2569676777846848849?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/2569676777846848849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=2569676777846848849' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2569676777846848849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2569676777846848849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/10/spot-heart-among-clouds.html' title='spot a heart among the clouds'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-wB5NGAFOK0U/TqKn-VL--6I/AAAAAAAACiM/BeRwAh3imcA/s72-c/clouds.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4423717606276299745</id><published>2011-10-17T19:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:14:58.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.11am</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;remember this day&lt;/span&gt;" Dr Terry Alexander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after coming home from church in the night, i went out to the backyard to hang my laundry.. then in the chilly crispy air, i took some time to just sit down on the steps and look up to the sky. i saw the moon, the stars and the dark blue drape hanging high above. It was just me and God in the stillness of the moment and only He knew the secrets in my heart. I cried quietly as i conversed with Him, slowly but steadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, i just want to thank God for encouraging me today, as the sun rose:&lt;br /&gt;1) at prayer meeting in dental school.&lt;br /&gt;2) at surgery. it was my first time extracting teeth!! not just one but TWO!! :D:D i was so happy and kept thanking my patient for letting me do it. haha my demonstrator Dr Alexander also gave me a hug, cause he saw how happy i was. and he said he never saw anyone so thankful and grateful to a patient for taking out their teeth. and later after we finished the morning and afternoon session, he also told the patient that i had a gift. a gift to comfort people. cause he saw how i always kept my hand on the patient's shoulder to reassure them it will be alright. i was very touched :') and yea he also asked me to &lt;em&gt;remember this day&lt;/em&gt;! (which is the only reason why i blog, so that i will not forget this first day doing extractions :)) and yea i also just want to say how appreciative i am to know Dr Alexender. He always treats the patients with kindness and respect no matter how poor or rich they are. He also always teaches positively and never seeks to put down any student with sarcasm or critism, but always guide us to that point of knowledge or skill level encouragingly. In addition, he always lighten's up the surgical room atmosphere and is very smart. He is a Christian too and previously worked in Africa. haha and "if i ever become a dental lecture/teacher", i want to be just like him too :)&lt;br /&gt;3) i also want to thank God for encouraging me through an exam result i just got back today. i was actually feeling quite stressed and tired after finishing so many exams the last few weeks. (and have ALOT MORE to go) but yea did really well and i can only say it is God. cause i rmbr that while answering a particular question, the answer just came in the speed of lightning.. "cant use composite to restore this area cause there is no enamel and only dentine" and ya i know my mind IS NOT that smart or can gush out information with the snap of the finger. but yea i rmbr so clearly that while i was doing the paper..the answer just dropped down. so yea i am very thankful to God in Whom wisdom stems and flows from. and i pray that He will continue to give me more of His wisdom to pass 3rd year. (it is so challenging and i need Him so much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dont know God&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how to be that perfect woman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but teach me how to live according to Your purpose and will&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and help me to trust You for things hope for&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but unseen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4423717606276299745?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4423717606276299745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4423717606276299745' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4423717606276299745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4423717606276299745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/10/111am.html' title='1.11am'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8362016607280238448</id><published>2011-10-17T05:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T05:17:43.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7.14am</title><content type='html'>be the hope in my heart as i start this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8362016607280238448?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8362016607280238448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8362016607280238448' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8362016607280238448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8362016607280238448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/10/714am.html' title='7.14am'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-57729000326312747</id><published>2011-10-07T11:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T12:02:10.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will continue to keep walking on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6bNrX8xAbc/To53hL-WnFI/AAAAAAAAChg/p7Yrc2FCQCk/s1600/IMG_1356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660593193684999250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6bNrX8xAbc/To53hL-WnFI/AAAAAAAAChg/p7Yrc2FCQCk/s400/IMG_1356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring: a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; tree that has been catching my eyes everyday, on the way to school :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Womanhood&lt;/span&gt; is about being daughters who display the WOW! of Jesus as we do our lives as women.."- Mary Kassian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-57729000326312747?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/57729000326312747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=57729000326312747' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/57729000326312747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/57729000326312747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-will-continue-to-keep-walking-on.html' title='i will continue to keep walking on'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6bNrX8xAbc/To53hL-WnFI/AAAAAAAAChg/p7Yrc2FCQCk/s72-c/IMG_1356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4520990437405256988</id><published>2011-10-06T18:28:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T21:24:34.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a 4th dimension</title><content type='html'>often when we pick up an object, we will look at it in 3D. but do u know? that we can take a look at it from a fouth dimension? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week while studying for an ortho exam, i had to read skull xrays and descibe the facial bones pattern+teeth from the AP&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(anterior-posterior-side view)&lt;/span&gt;, vertical&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(how long/short the face is from the front view)&lt;/span&gt; and also the transverse view&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(width of face from the front)&lt;/span&gt;. along the road, i encountered a question: what can you observe from a fourth dimension?? haha i was like..what fourth dimension. then, i got an email from my friend and apparently the forth dimension is: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;! :) eg: how will it evolve. haha wow. i was taken a back by the brilliancy of their brains. as well as, all the authors whom i've been in-putting my brain with the out-puts of their brains. (so smart ppl..including steve jobs, whom we honour today). &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(so yea then i had to think "in the space of time" how will the skull bones grow? and the changes it will bring to a facial profile)&lt;/span&gt; :) and also today while looking into a patient's mouth, a random thought popped up in my mind.. "how wonderful it is, the way teeth were created, that they would emerge up from a carpet of gums.. (like a flower from a soil bed) and tho they are so closely attached/associated to bone, are an entirely different entity in composition and structure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so amazing! and here's a toast to the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Master of Brilliancy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;God Himself&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;the Creator of minds+human anatomy, and also for providing me with good teachers &amp;amp; friends in school whom i appreciate so much. thank you :) enLARGE my vision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4520990437405256988?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4520990437405256988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4520990437405256988' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4520990437405256988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4520990437405256988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/10/4th-dimension.html' title='a 4th dimension'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3914216657866736520</id><published>2011-09-27T21:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:00:55.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long post be prepared haha :)</title><content type='html'>the train was rolling down it's track yesterday, as the black sky outside turned the transparent windows into reflective mirrors that say hello when u look at them :) i was travelling down south to have a sleepover with my sheep but felt a bit tired after a long day. i slopped down in the chair and held up the notes that i was going to share in my hands. honestly, i dint feel very enthusiastic about the lesson material and other things that i have printed out specially for her. initially, we were also going to watch a movie together called 'fireproof', but gabriel couldnt find it. so i brought along another movie.. that wasnt that interesting haha (but it was all i had). so yea i felt abit dry and sad. i always wanted to bless veronica and make every shepherding session a LIFE-giving one for her. but i felt so inadequet, unprepared and had nothing to give her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the train continued to travel down and the windows still silently watching its travellers.. i closed my eyes and bowed my head down.. "Lord really i dont have anything to give veronica..not even the things i have prepared..i just dont know God sigh, i dont know what to do later..please help me God, please help me in Your Spirit to guide me.. im just your instrument to go there.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i arrived at the house and was early. so i went in first and found out from susan that grace was there too! hehe :) so while waiting for veronica to come back, three of us girls were bouncing on the bed and susan showed me a dvd which she havent watch before entitiled 'Letters to God'. It was a story about a cancer boy and his letter's to God. And it was a movie that i've always wanted to watch for a long long time dy!! but havent got the chance to do so too! so i was like.. yea lets watch it together!! :):) and we did just that when veronica came back :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very touching movie, with so much valuable lessons and simple truth in it. It also spoke about prayer and to have that simple heart in our conversation n relationship with God. I felt so thankful.. cause that was the main thing i was trying and hoping to share with veronica. and it was like hiting the nail on the dot! :) but yea more than that, i was the one ministered to, during the movie.. God also spoke to me that, hey when i was in that train praying alone.. He was looking down and listening.. and that He remembers me.. :') i felt His loving warmth rising up in my chest. Apart from that, tru that movie He also reminded me about having compassion, for sick children and lives. cause sometimes i get to numb out by cancer which is so common and dont even feel anything when i see the yellow-daffodil for cancer in Coles. but yea it was really humbling and there's so much more that needs to be done in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway apart from the movie, we also had a jamming session! lol we played worship songs together and had a FANTASTIC four-band concert!!! :) ps: pls book your tickets for next year k!! haha jk.. i also missed playing the piano and had such an enjoyable time running down the keys again! it was wild :) i was so blessed, so refreshed and filled that night. my cup overflowed. and ya instead of thinking that night.. that i was the one going to give..i was the one who was recieving so much. that night i slept with so much thankfulness, joy and a smile in my heart. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, i also got to do devotion with veronica by the swimming pool. we only went tru one chapter in John but discovered so much precious jems even in that chapter. i was also thankful to be able to explain some stuff to her and pray together. she is such a special girl and i also have so much to learn from her :) thank u veronica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea the reason i write this down, is so that it will be a reminder for me.. how God really helped me (and also blessed me so much) through this specific event. It also teaches me again and again that i can plan with all my human strength and wisdom, and still fail or be limited.. but as i surrender to God and pray in my weakness.. when He takes over and orchestrate everything.. it is MORE BEAUTIFUL than whatever i can imagine. it was like a bomb of rock and roll haha.. i was in for a surprise and wonder :) thank u God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, just want to say really continue to pray fellow readers/believers. God really does hear. i was praying for alot of my friends to get a job and indeed God did provide for some them. Just a day ago, another brother from my lifegroup got a job when we almost thought cannot dy.. he was applying for a job in training to be a pediatrian in the city, but the odds were very slim because the competition was so keen. (altho he was rejected by the first round offer..he never stopped praising God) and truly this day i rejoice with him. God does listens to prayers, but it is His answers that sometimes we cannot comprehend and have to wait upon. and ya, im also still praying for some other friends that havent get their jobs..and tho sometimes i also dont know how? like still waiting? how God?.. i want to continue trusting.. and know that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He does not delay&lt;/span&gt;. its in His in wisdom for timing. and when that day comes..i'll rejoice with them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MoOmJtCIOIk/ToHKlBRbwGI/AAAAAAAAChY/f1bKDSU-aB8/s1600/IMG_1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657025344299581538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MoOmJtCIOIk/ToHKlBRbwGI/AAAAAAAAChY/f1bKDSU-aB8/s400/IMG_1350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway here's just a picture of the wonderful night that God transformed it into.. as well as the beautiful girls God has created and blessed me with here, in the many friendships in Brisbane. and to the many that whom i dint mentioned but are such a blessing to me too, im thankful for each of one you too :) clue to know who u are: please see yourself in the pictures i'll upload on facebook soon haha. take care eveyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3914216657866736520?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3914216657866736520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3914216657866736520' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3914216657866736520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3914216657866736520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/09/long-post-be-prepared-haha.html' title='long post be prepared haha :)'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MoOmJtCIOIk/ToHKlBRbwGI/AAAAAAAAChY/f1bKDSU-aB8/s72-c/IMG_1350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6444832418825516528</id><published>2011-09-25T21:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:23:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-sem break</title><content type='html'>thankful for a breather and time to just meet &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;special precious ones&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;cause lives matters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6444832418825516528?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6444832418825516528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6444832418825516528' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6444832418825516528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6444832418825516528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/09/mid-sem-break.html' title='mid-sem break'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1327873443417714349</id><published>2011-09-19T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:36:41.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aNeS52y6uXY/TnafxXj626I/AAAAAAAAChA/B2V2irHDx90/s1600/IMG_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653882052697316258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aNeS52y6uXY/TnafxXj626I/AAAAAAAAChA/B2V2irHDx90/s400/IMG_1271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my favourite "sayang" picture of the week :) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;seeing dad give mum a hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1327873443417714349?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1327873443417714349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1327873443417714349' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1327873443417714349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1327873443417714349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/09/blessings.html' title='blessings'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-aNeS52y6uXY/TnafxXj626I/AAAAAAAAChA/B2V2irHDx90/s72-c/IMG_1271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8815418810638194841</id><published>2011-09-18T05:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T19:23:52.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your love makes it worth it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pursuit of Godliness is not an easy one, and it requires alot of dying to self (my rights, my demands, my carnal thoughts, my tendency to gossip etc etc and especially my self-centeredness and selfishness!) and i admit that i feel defeated so many times.. but although it is the narrow road, help me to take delight in it :) for i long to bring delight to You :') And sometimes i also wonder God, if guys appreciate that value in women? or are they put off by it saying that "too high standard etc etc"? but yea help me to remember God, that its to You that i live..not for man. and even if they dont appreciate it..its ok. cause in the end its all about You, its all about You. and a true man that loves and values You, will love and value that :) So help us God to encourage one other in these things that matter about You, and not just about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;sabrina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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all'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8090066096305806842</id><published>2011-09-17T08:28:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:52:06.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday: a good time of rest</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, i got to have dinner with Chee (a very special girl who always makes cards and birthday cakes for ppl in the lifegroup) and it was a great time of sharing over yummy pho and fried pork vermicelli! :) In our conversation, we recaped how God miraculously provided her with the job she is currently in..and it really reminded me that ALL THINGS COMES FROM GOD. and the very reason why i can be here studying in brisbane, my family, food, friends, shelter over my head, the very breath of life..it all really comes from God. and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;do i live my life as tho it is my own&lt;/span&gt;? or &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;as it is God's gift of life to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;live it back to Him with such thankfulness&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And each morning when we wake up..do we consciously make that effort to include God in our everyday life? asking Him Lord please Lord, be part of our lives?.. But even more than that.. to have a paradigm shift in our mindset..with a HIGHER and BIGGER picture..that its&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;asking God to be part of OUR lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..but actually &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;asking God to let us be part of HIS plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. His will, works and ways in this world.. (O Lord, how can we know Your heart beat? decipher Your will and walk in it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEhJ6Ebkfws/TnSeS7ZCrlI/AAAAAAAACg4/jBSb_qsFGdo/s1600/IMG_1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653317480274374226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEhJ6Ebkfws/TnSeS7ZCrlI/AAAAAAAACg4/jBSb_qsFGdo/s320/IMG_1251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) last weekend my sister came up to visit me in Brisbane and knowing how much i adore cookies (but seldom buy due to: diet+save money haha :p) she bought me two packets and left it in the cupboard for me. lol hence this is a picture for evidence, of her token of love for me :):) thanks jie and also for sharing your life with me. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blessed are those who trusts in the Lord&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; for they will not be forsaken&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; and God is always the champion for the underdogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8090066096305806842?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8090066096305806842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8090066096305806842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8090066096305806842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8090066096305806842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/09/saturday-good-time-of-rest.html' title='saturday: a good time of rest'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-ZEhJ6Ebkfws/TnSeS7ZCrlI/AAAAAAAACg4/jBSb_qsFGdo/s72-c/IMG_1251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4651324528065816119</id><published>2011-09-12T18:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:20:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR LOVE IS AS SURE AS THE SUN, as WILD AS THE SEAS</title><content type='html'>If I never saw the desires of my heart fulfilled, if I never got those things in life that I really wanted, if things never did turn out the way I would like to have planned, if my hopes and dreams were never realized, I would be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because I want to be defeated, but because indeed just knowing God, and having a relationship with Him was &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;more than enough&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jaeson Ma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4651324528065816119?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4651324528065816119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4651324528065816119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4651324528065816119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4651324528065816119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/09/your-love-is-as-sure-as-sun-as-wild-as.html' title='YOUR LOVE IS AS SURE AS THE SUN, as WILD AS THE SEAS'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1637550154113842616</id><published>2011-09-11T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:27:48.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday serene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SP_kxTmaUmI/TmynlyakTCI/AAAAAAAACgw/IxsRp4dfF8Y/s1600/serene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651075900073331746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SP_kxTmaUmI/TmynlyakTCI/AAAAAAAACgw/IxsRp4dfF8Y/s400/serene.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) im so proud of you, seeing you grow so much and maturing as time goes by. love and so blessed to have u as a sister :) you are a joy to our family and everyone around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;without God everything is meaningless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - (serene, 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1637550154113842616?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1637550154113842616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1637550154113842616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1637550154113842616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1637550154113842616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-serene.html' title='happy birthday serene'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-SP_kxTmaUmI/TmynlyakTCI/AAAAAAAACgw/IxsRp4dfF8Y/s72-c/serene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6918275592077787646</id><published>2011-09-05T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T22:15:33.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAR</title><content type='html'>The amount of studies for an upcoming exam this thursday is so enormous and i feel like a tiny human standing next to the petronas twin-tower! but i will not give up! i will press on. press on. and PRESS ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LEAD ME TO THE ROCK HIGHER THAN I&lt;/span&gt;! Psalm 61&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6918275592077787646?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6918275592077787646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6918275592077787646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6918275592077787646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6918275592077787646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/09/roar.html' title='ROAR'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1006252929213189647</id><published>2011-08-24T18:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T19:59:41.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for women only (again)</title><content type='html'>:) Just something i read a few weeks ago and want to share it with u all too! beautiful and wonderfully created girls :) *&lt;a href="http://www.truewoman.com/?id=1100"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;click&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* here for the link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True womanhood&lt;/span&gt;” Piper writes “is a distinctive calling of God to display the glory of His Son in ways that would not be displayed if there were no womanhood. It's a distinctive calling.” Did you catch that? Ladies, this is significant. God has chosen you to be a woman in order to fulfill His ultimate purpose for the glory of Christ. Womanhood is about more than just singleness and marriage. It is about Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does all this practically mean? As I read Piper’s chapter, a few personal challenges come to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God’s purpose for my life goes beyond my own happiness&lt;/strong&gt;. In God’s grace and mercy, He does grant abundant life (John 10:10). However, His ultimate intention for me is not that my personal hopes and wishes be fulfilled or that all my dreams come true. My life is about His glory, and He knows whether or not that will be best displayed through my singleness or marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not to waste my singleness with daydreams and regrets&lt;/strong&gt;. Piper notes that “if a single woman turns without bitterness and regret from the absence of her own family and gives herself to creating God's family in the church, she will find a flowering for her womanhood in ways never dreamed of, and Christ will be uniquely honored.” In reading this, I am challenged not to despair over things in my life that have not yet been realized. Rather, I am called to seek out areas where I am more freed to serve because of this season of singleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am to embrace the calling to make much of Christ in every season of life I am given&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am no less of a woman in my singleness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and when I embrace G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;od&lt;/span&gt;’&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;purpose in my singleness rather than resenting it&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am able to display trust in a sovereign God to the world around me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This type of trust will reveal much about Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;’&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s character to the world around me&lt;/span&gt;: “&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Therefore&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a single woman who lives with that final day in view&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and finds Christ to be her all in all here&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;says something very powerfully and very clearly about her Savior&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1006252929213189647?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1006252929213189647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1006252929213189647' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1006252929213189647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1006252929213189647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/08/for-women-only-again.html' title='for women only (again)'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8593073584304229542</id><published>2011-08-15T21:13:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T07:45:09.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watch, and see the clouds moving in the skies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9z_bkn5xD0/TkkbfBCsSrI/AAAAAAAACgQ/EIQq0hPZB78/s1600/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641070227927878322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9z_bkn5xD0/TkkbfBCsSrI/AAAAAAAACgQ/EIQq0hPZB78/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) hehe &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dont need to travel the world to be happy &lt;/span&gt;in the simple things like just cleaning the stove and seeing it *shine*! lol it just put a small smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you will know the truth and the truth will set u free and fill your heart with such gladness and joy. for what gained is not temporal but eternal, everlasting :) so thankful to God again for another friend that just accepted Christ and ya for the journey on. and for ppl who are not with me nearby, but floating in my brain up there right now haha..just pray that &lt;em&gt;God will cover you with His love&lt;/em&gt;. and &lt;em&gt;you will always have a fresh new revelation of His love every day&lt;/em&gt;. cause that's the only thing that can &lt;em&gt;satisfy our hearts and keep us going&lt;/em&gt; :) in this world that is STILL spinning, anti-clockwise contrary to the hands of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When i consider your heavens&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the work of your fingers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the moon and the stars&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;which you have set in place&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what is man that you are mindful of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?" Psalm8:3 and ya that even if im a single small rusted coin. you will look for me through every nook and cranny of the house till you find me. and even have a party for that reunion. ThankYou Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8593073584304229542?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8593073584304229542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8593073584304229542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8593073584304229542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8593073584304229542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/08/see-clouds-moving-in-skies.html' title='watch, and see the clouds moving in the skies'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-L9z_bkn5xD0/TkkbfBCsSrI/AAAAAAAACgQ/EIQq0hPZB78/s72-c/IMG_1083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8802292056612102452</id><published>2011-08-10T20:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T20:42:52.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear sarah,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0O263taUno/TkJ42qANP-I/AAAAAAAACgI/md8B2LpTurM/s1600/sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639202563804708834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0O263taUno/TkJ42qANP-I/AAAAAAAACgI/md8B2LpTurM/s400/sarah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a person whom i have really known for years, whose life is real and so is her love for God. thanks for being the strong pillar in our family and helping me in diff areas of my life. so blessed to be ur sister. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31:30 &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Charm is deceptive&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and beauty is fleeting&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but the woman who fears the Lord is to be praised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8802292056612102452?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8802292056612102452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8802292056612102452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8802292056612102452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8802292056612102452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-sarah.html' title='dear sarah,'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-O0O263taUno/TkJ42qANP-I/AAAAAAAACgI/md8B2LpTurM/s72-c/sarah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6132800784553193900</id><published>2011-08-04T21:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T04:50:51.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjVUMN4hX7k/TjqdTJz-CuI/AAAAAAAACgA/3RXDpVE4LUE/s1600/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BynNgaHYybA/TjqdLewv32I/AAAAAAAACf4/wDWRy17by-k/s1600/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636990704169246562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BynNgaHYybA/TjqdLewv32I/AAAAAAAACf4/wDWRy17by-k/s400/IMG_1042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:):) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;had such a good time this afternoon&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; with my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shepherd veon&lt;/span&gt;. thanks for sharing your life, listening as well as speaking the words of wisdom and encouragement that were so timely for me. appreciate it so much. thank you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 4:15 "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Speaking the truth in love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we will in all things grow up into him who is the Head&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; that is&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6132800784553193900?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6132800784553193900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6132800784553193900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6132800784553193900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6132800784553193900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-blessed.html' title='so blessed'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-BynNgaHYybA/TjqdLewv32I/AAAAAAAACf4/wDWRy17by-k/s72-c/IMG_1042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-2402428114565143850</id><published>2011-08-02T06:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T07:12:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help me</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sometimes we think that serving God is ONLY through ministries in church&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but we should not forget that our main calling in serving God is also in our work &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whether to be a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;doctor&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dentist&lt;/span&gt;)..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cause there is where we&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;ll spent most of our time in&lt;/span&gt;" - a reminder from a friend that refreshed my vision to study hard and also train myself up to be a good dentist for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not easy. its only the 2nd week of school proper and there is so much to study and grasp. BUT help me God.. strengthen me as i want to give my best in serving You; both in your beloved house and studies. and behind it all, what is also more important is not just serving You, but spending time with You as well as enjoy Your presence :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-2402428114565143850?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/2402428114565143850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=2402428114565143850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2402428114565143850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2402428114565143850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/08/help-me.html' title='help me'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3439056679654127597</id><published>2011-07-30T17:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T18:06:09.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm143:8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JpPuGuZAZGg/TjPQONT-GGI/AAAAAAAACfo/58bzmN6DLpA/s1600/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635076501280790626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JpPuGuZAZGg/TjPQONT-GGI/AAAAAAAACfo/58bzmN6DLpA/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) a small lil thoughtful present from my patient last week.&lt;br /&gt;"for your hands" she said "soft hands, soft heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for I have put my trust in you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Show me the way I should go&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for to you I lift up my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3439056679654127597?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3439056679654127597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3439056679654127597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3439056679654127597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3439056679654127597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/07/psalm1438.html' title='Psalm143:8'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-JpPuGuZAZGg/TjPQONT-GGI/AAAAAAAACfo/58bzmN6DLpA/s72-c/IMG_1034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8341488373018651111</id><published>2011-07-24T21:43:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T10:29:49.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be the lamp unto my feet, the light unto my path.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I live for You&lt;br /&gt;All of my days belong to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You draw me to&lt;br /&gt;Your tenderness, You make me new&lt;br /&gt;Into the secret place I will run&lt;br /&gt;Where my heart can be free in the&lt;br /&gt;Grace that I found in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unto You&lt;br /&gt;Be all Glory and Praise&lt;br /&gt;How my heart seeks Your Face&lt;br /&gt;As I'm waiting on You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only You&lt;br /&gt;Are my strength and my tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fill my life with Your Power&lt;br /&gt;As I stand here in awe of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I stand here in awe of You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unto You, Planetshakers. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much things had taken place within the last 168hours of the past week.. and each turn from dawn to dusk was meaningful and precious because of the people in it. and going through the whole gamut of events, experience, expedition and emotions..i have to come back and just ask God to "&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;me keep walking in Him&lt;/span&gt;"..for the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;many things that i dont know&lt;/span&gt; what is to come..and also the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;little things that i do know&lt;/span&gt; about and have responsibility for, at the present time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8341488373018651111?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8341488373018651111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8341488373018651111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8341488373018651111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8341488373018651111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-lamp-unto-my-feet-light-unto-my-path.html' title='Be the lamp unto my feet, the light unto my path.'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4016428037578122817</id><published>2011-07-19T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T15:43:03.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust in You</title><content type='html'>*quiet tears* fill my heart O God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O Lord&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;keep my lamp burning&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my God turns my darkness into light&lt;/span&gt;. Psalm18:28&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4016428037578122817?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4016428037578122817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4016428037578122817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4016428037578122817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4016428037578122817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/07/trust-in-you.html' title='Trust in You'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-5879487032750947702</id><published>2011-07-13T19:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T22:31:54.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty polka dotted sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MtLMS2BJ1fg/Th2Pd8GSGgI/AAAAAAAACfg/eTm9poz3Z-8/s1600/IMG_0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628812853794445826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MtLMS2BJ1fg/Th2Pd8GSGgI/AAAAAAAACfg/eTm9poz3Z-8/s400/IMG_0819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;how &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;different some things can be when we look at them from different angles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got to know today that i passed all my papers and did quite good for some too! :) yup lol except the one, Dent3062 (sorry i mis-typed it as Dent3020 in the last post). which i also still thank God for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer for this mid year :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cleanse my heart and strengthen it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to live for You and in You&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-5879487032750947702?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/5879487032750947702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=5879487032750947702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5879487032750947702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5879487032750947702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/07/polka-dotted-sky.html' title='pretty polka dotted sky'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-MtLMS2BJ1fg/Th2Pd8GSGgI/AAAAAAAACfg/eTm9poz3Z-8/s72-c/IMG_0819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-9143136484125569751</id><published>2011-07-12T00:43:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T19:46:53.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid year life crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;hehe just kidding la, im not that old and gray yet lol. still having joy and think the word crisis should be replaced with the word celebration, esp if i live to reach 50 wow haha :) but yea it just hit me this few days that half a year has passed! and the flashback of so many events like finding a church, going to a new school, living in a new country/city, melbourne trip, finishing one semester.. really made time look like it has the running legs of usain bolt! lol nway, i am currently back in Malaysia and it has been a good break to rest. felt like a wounded soldier coming back from the battlefield that day.. as the exam period really exhausted me physically+mentally (and almost my heart). but yea as much as Brisbane (dent school) has been busy for me, i am truly thankful to God for a couple of things that i could really see His hands in my life there.. esp the school and church. And to my dear brothers and sisters in UQ8 lifegroup, (tho not many know the existence of writings here..) each of u all really mean alot in my heart and just thinking of you guys always reminds me of God's goodness and it has encouraged so many of my days. thank you :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and as my eyes refuse to shut today.. let me just share a few things here, that i am thankful for during my trip back to Malaysia.. (which is ending in a few days..ohw nooooo haha..but looking forward to move on too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;To see my parents love God and each other&lt;/span&gt;. I saw my dad kneeling down to pray and has also changed so much in loving mum with patience and understanding. As well as, seeing mum faithful to God and loving dad in her own way too. She writes 10 good points of her husband each day. and some of it are just so simple like.. "my hubby has a good heart" ..&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;yet so significant&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Time with Serene&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;my dear sister&lt;/span&gt;. lol altho there were a few times when we got on each other's nerves, we quickly made up and enjoyed so many things together. lol we were like almost siamese twins, being 24/7 with each other. i was also blessed to hear her talk talk talk, maturing and teaching me stuff thru her own life. love u serene :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;. lol sorry bryan didnt get to eat your roti-cheese-bom, cause im not a fan of cheese. and for lip jian's nasi lemak. haha the plane one was cute cause its not so nice..but ok ok also la. nway haha during my time back.. i got to eat so much nice food like laksa! kakak's mee hoon, crab, coconut puding, tonyam, ngau chap, cakui, pandan cake.. etc etc and drank homemade soya and fruit juices from my kakak. wa till at some point i felt like hey..how blessed i am in my life.. and am actually brought up with a silver spoon in my mouth..where i can eat what i want.. and never actually had to worry before whether i can have a next meal or experienced starvation.. (and yea as much as food is nice haha.. by day5 i was also abit phobic of outside-oily-food and just ate simply too cause i dint have a bottom-less stomach and dislike stuffing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Seeing others living in our same world&lt;/span&gt;. During my short stint in labuan, i got to see different people from different social economic status..rich and poor..and also foreign workers who work two jobs in different coffeeshops day and night.. and ya sometimes i just feel like we shouldnt complain so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Results&lt;/span&gt;. *deng-deng-deng* lol up till today i still haven got all my paper results back..but yea i am also thankful for some of the papers that i got back and passed well :) but yea i also want to share and not hide..that i did recieve back my results for the dent3020 paper and failed it. but yea i am still so thankful to God..cause i know it is not that His hand has ever left me..but it was because i made a mistake in the way i was preparing for that paper and hence, really dint deserve to pass it.. and God is a fair God (thus we can always trust Him) ..and i know He really loves me too and is moulding me each step of the way to be a dentist.. and i know as i am not strong in this subject.. He also wants me to study harder in it.. and i want to be obedient and follow His teaching. lol tho yea actually i was also abit discourage and frustrated too but i really pray that He will strengthen my heart to really press on. haha this time i really mean it when i hail PRESS ON! (hehe and i also want to thank God that i actually dont need to repeat any semester or pay any extra money for summer courses. but ya just take a supp paper end of this year) really got to stay strong in my studies haha cause feel like giving up sometimes dy so tired. but ya NO. Sabrina will always PRESS ON IN THE HOPE OF HER GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;. Tho i am a noob in politics, i cant but help feel appalled by some of the propagandas in the newspapers that are a joke.. and yea for the recent Bersih 9July, i really saw how Malaysians arent that malas and atcually fight for what they believe in and what we all truly desire.. justice and fairness. i felt so proud and almost moved to tears by esp one picture of a line of strong big man trying to form a human-wall as the forefront for the people..cause im always a person who is not brave and dont dare to stand infront. but yea, will we then dare to stand infront too? when time calls for right things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Meeting up with friends&lt;/span&gt;. Felicia, Sarah Tan (who sends me the beautiful cards n is a beautiful person too :)), Chris, Troy, Pui Fun, Annie and this coming wednesday Sook, Yi Wen and so many others..thank you for just being good friends in my life :) and i really enjoyed the time meeting with you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;!!! hehe finally got to buy myself proper nice clinic shoes and some other nice things too :) cause ya actually i tidak sampai hati buy the clinic shoes in brisbane as it was so expensive and ya was stuck with a really ugly black clown 8dollar(school)shoe which sometimes was an eyesore to me haha but ok also la..cause sometimes, somethings in life just be thankful la :) hehe nway but yea just happy n thankful again for the better shoes today :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe sorry for the long post, and yea just to end it with a picture of my sister whom i enjoy time back here in malaysia :) take care everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEUyy-2erpM/ThtF6fbSlDI/AAAAAAAACfI/oOoxzIAhL9E/s1600/IMG_6022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; 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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it is not for man to direct his steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" Jeremiah 10:23. so help us Lord to just keep walking with You in humility and obedience. cause its the only way and the best way to go :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7894488856553658662?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7894488856553658662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7894488856553658662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7894488856553658662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7894488856553658662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/07/sun-is-still-shining-brightly_03.html' title='the sun is still shining brightly'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4075811677970118575</id><published>2011-06-22T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T19:23:03.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dent3062</title><content type='html'>today was the 6th paper on this long marathon exam.. and i think it was one of the worst paper i've ever sat for.. it has totally won the oscar to be permenantly etched into my memory book of Dental-Student-Life-History; along with its painful lesson of playing russian roulette. i feel so sad and tired, but even more so regretful. its not that i dint try.. (sigh, been studying so hard all this while and for so many papers already), but yea maybe just not hard enough. mentally drained up but i still have to press on and prepare for my next paper in less than 12hours. i just pray to ask for forgiveness from God and also strength to swallow this bitter medicine and learn from my mistake. i also pray that God will give me another opportunity, even if it is to take the sup-paper and help me graduate to be a dentist one day. sigh its been a really tough journey but i pray that the Lord that has brought me to Brisbane and even into this course too, see me through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wipes tears*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4075811677970118575?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4075811677970118575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4075811677970118575' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4075811677970118575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4075811677970118575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/06/dent3062.html' title='dent3062'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6688267548625673610</id><published>2011-06-09T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T01:30:13.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floating thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFlhIxoQp08/Te-d8j3R7hI/AAAAAAAACe4/wLRU0vZjWyA/s1600/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615880924099112466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qFlhIxoQp08/Te-d8j3R7hI/AAAAAAAACe4/wLRU0vZjWyA/s400/IMG_0709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s so much to keep le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;arning&lt;/span&gt;: about God, His church, daily-life-examples from respected and special ppl around, 10000 x stuff in my studies and life in general :) and i so need a humble heart to be always ready, never-ending gratitude (for salvation) that compels service in any form with sincere love and maturity to be kind. (im not there yet but willing to be moulded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision-making always makes us re-evaluate our convictions and ask ourselves again "what is of more importance and of eternal value?" and whether big or small, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;may the &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt; triumph the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6688267548625673610?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6688267548625673610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6688267548625673610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6688267548625673610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6688267548625673610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/06/floating-thoughts.html' title='floating thoughts'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-qFlhIxoQp08/Te-d8j3R7hI/AAAAAAAACe4/wLRU0vZjWyA/s72-c/IMG_0709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3800589564436009205</id><published>2011-06-06T21:26:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:26:37.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIS LOVE AND MERCY ENDURES FOREVER</title><content type='html'>Just as i was feeling so stress with an upcoming exam in (24 x 4) + 12 = 108 hours, God just flooded my heart with such &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thankfulness &lt;/span&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohw for another friend's &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SALVATION&lt;/span&gt; :'D :'D :'D Oh Lord how merciful you are.. may You protect the seeds in my friends' heart and be with them in Your love and care.. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Our Father&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saviour&lt;/span&gt; :') :') :') &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NEVER GIVE UP IN PRAYER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3800589564436009205?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3800589564436009205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3800589564436009205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3800589564436009205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3800589564436009205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/06/his-love-and-mercy-endures-forever.html' title='HIS LOVE AND MERCY ENDURES FOREVER'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3246642745775040731</id><published>2011-06-04T23:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T00:13:17.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today only happens once, it will never return. make it count and rejoice in it :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-FribXzqHVE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-FribXzqHVE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) this song strikes a chord to a small note i just jotted down recently, as the Holy Spirit always reminds me about the pride in my life &amp;gt;&amp;lt;""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Help me Lord in my speech&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) not to lift myself up&lt;br /&gt;2) but, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to lift others up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3) and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;LIFT YOUR NAME UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3246642745775040731?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3246642745775040731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3246642745775040731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3246642745775040731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3246642745775040731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/06/today-only-happens-once-it-will-never.html' title='Today only happens once, it will never return. make it count and rejoice in it :)'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3029892531674988177</id><published>2011-05-28T19:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T09:47:37.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;is such a precious place&lt;/span&gt;, the wellspring of life. keep it in You Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;live to impress no one&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but to just put a smile on Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3029892531674988177?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3029892531674988177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3029892531674988177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3029892531674988177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3029892531674988177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/05/heart.html' title='the heart..'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7144524328437448515</id><published>2011-05-22T20:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T18:09:06.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple meaningful weekend</title><content type='html'>:) just got back from sydney and had such a nice time with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;people i love and that loves me too&lt;/span&gt; :) so much pleasant thoughts fill my mind now and here are some worth penning down and have no match to any pennies' worth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) dad's encouragement to us: "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;live simply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so that others may simply live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) the chinese-cultured-family translation for "i love you" is "chiak-chiak-chiak!" haha :) verbal expression of affection is not a norm for the older generation like my grandma, grandpa, uncle and aunties.. but their ways of showing care is.. by putting more and more food on your plate.. always making sure everyone has enough to eat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) weddings are really beautiful and so is everyone too in their suits, ties and dresses.. esp the bride and groom! :) but above all "on a wedding day, what is more important.. is not about what you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;put on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..but what you are willing to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;take on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" :) one of the points the pastor's sharing at my cousin's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes there are alot of things on my mind about the future..but yea i also choose to be simple and trust God one step at a time.."If it is the Lord's will, we will live and do this or that" James4:15 and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;i am really just thankful that &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my family are all alive and know God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. thank u too to eugene, li yann n wei june for picking me up from the airport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7144524328437448515?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7144524328437448515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7144524328437448515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7144524328437448515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7144524328437448515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/05/simple-meaningful-weekend.html' title='simple meaningful weekend'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8643439838201902473</id><published>2011-05-17T19:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T04:37:08.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strength</title><content type='html'>Days have been tiring and having period isnt of much help cause i get bad stomachache and can sometimes literally feel the lining of my endometrium shedding.. but yea as i was doubling up in pain one night.. i broke into comical giggles as i thought about how wonderful is God's creation.. that He would make woman's endometrium go through all these hormonal processes.. so that, it can one day be made into a&lt;em&gt; nice special mother's womb&lt;/em&gt;.. and i was captured in thought for a moment :) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;how amazing is our God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i cant do this alone&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;help me Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8643439838201902473?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8643439838201902473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8643439838201902473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8643439838201902473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8643439838201902473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/05/strength_17.html' title='strength'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1020655940450329621</id><published>2011-04-30T10:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T07:36:51.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2u7dk3QP6UY/TbycbQC29tI/AAAAAAAACec/HdMMW0O0-Zs/s1600/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601524028519413458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2u7dk3QP6UY/TbycbQC29tI/AAAAAAAACec/HdMMW0O0-Zs/s400/IMG_0496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time travels in one direction and as we grow older,&lt;br /&gt;the decisions that we make determines the course of our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence we really need to ask God for wisdom to make good decisions&lt;br /&gt;and more than just Good decisions.. God-decisions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1020655940450329621?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1020655940450329621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1020655940450329621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1020655940450329621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1020655940450329621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-road.html' title='On the road..'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-2u7dk3QP6UY/TbycbQC29tI/AAAAAAAACec/HdMMW0O0-Zs/s72-c/IMG_0496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6714980638322460056</id><published>2011-04-13T17:28:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T18:33:02.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your smile makes me smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djiPKhekHCI/TaVszvmksnI/AAAAAAAACeM/C4Pq6nwt7gU/s1600/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594997748285092466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djiPKhekHCI/TaVszvmksnI/AAAAAAAACeM/C4Pq6nwt7gU/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;:) a birthday card for my patient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we are having our mid-sem tests and it has been stressful+tiring! but yea trying my best each step of the way and keeping my eyes on the &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;big picture&lt;/span&gt;, which is the Great Commission and to be a 'well-equiped/qualified' servant of the Lord in this field next time :) haha looking forward to the easter break for a good time of rest and a getaway to Melbourne! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wuhoo&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;perception&lt;/span&gt; of God determines our &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt; for God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. - Edmund Chan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6714980638322460056?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6714980638322460056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6714980638322460056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6714980638322460056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6714980638322460056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/04/your-smile-makes-me-smile.html' title='your smile makes me smile'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/-djiPKhekHCI/TaVszvmksnI/AAAAAAAACeM/C4Pq6nwt7gU/s72-c/IMG_0333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-2348482556617552646</id><published>2011-04-06T17:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T18:20:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired but pressing on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;learning more through each cavity prep and restoration&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God too! for nice patients and good demonstrators, helpful DA's and lovely friends in school :) improvement isnt instantaneuos or spontaneous, but by the incremental build up of practice and experience. its a continuous process of learning that we are journeying on :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-2348482556617552646?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/2348482556617552646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=2348482556617552646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2348482556617552646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2348482556617552646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/04/tired-but-pressing-on.html' title='tired but pressing on'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-5119024391453008741</id><published>2011-04-02T19:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T11:01:48.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abide</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UKByTfiHOFE" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yN44tOis9hc" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thou my best thought&lt;/span&gt; by day or by night,&lt;br /&gt;waking or sleeping, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thy presence my light&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-5119024391453008741?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/5119024391453008741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=5119024391453008741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5119024391453008741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5119024391453008741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/04/abide.html' title='Abide'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://img.youtube.com/vi/UKByTfiHOFE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8089131921166782860</id><published>2011-03-28T19:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:45:21.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for women only..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there are just&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;a few&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;things that i want&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but yea&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there are SO much&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;things to be thankful for already&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) last week i was just a bit emo/down.. just simply asking "when?".. for hopes of the future.. waiting patiently and in trust.. but ya sometimes also just being honest with my Father and coming to Him transparent with the deep desires inside.. but yea as much as i was just mulling about it.. i was reminded of SO much blessings and the work of HIS that i've even seen lately.. to see my friends coming to Christ (ohw what amazing grace it is).. to know that my family members are healthy, safe and in love with HIM.. the providence of finance to study.. blessings of being able to book tickets home and even for camp.. a church and lifegroup to grow in.. UQ8brothers and sisters.. friends.. and ultimately salvation.. how thankful i am.. i am so blessed even more than i can deserve.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yup as much as we are so thankful for the bible.. in which are the historical records of God's work in people's life stories.. like who HE was to Abraham, Moses, David, Ruth, Esther, Mary etc.. and we understand (a lil) on His character (haha i put a 'lil' cause.. God is so big and we can never fully comprehend..but yea He also is willing to show Himself to us and draws close to us when we draw close to HIM) and ya as we know who He is..a good God..in control and in HIS will..and ya is the same yesterday, today and forever.. we also can trust Him to be the same God in our lives here today.. and ya it is also encouraging to hear testimonies..cause its about God's working in our lives in the twentieth century..hence, i was also very encouraged by a sister's testimony in lifegroup last friday..about being contented in GOD..no matter what the situation is..and ya i too want to say that "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;more than just seeking the promise land&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i delight in your presence&lt;/span&gt;.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup and another thing that i am reminded about, is to..enjoy the moment and give my best in whatever i am doing in the present..focus on GOD and TRUST GOD for the future..of course it is imporant to have vision and direction for the future..but yea while i am also waiting for His calling to be clearer..i need to be humble and faithful in the little things now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dentistry is hard esp for average minds like me haha..but yea will try my best for the Lord..knowing that this is one vocation that i will be used as a servant for HIM..help me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya for my dear girls-cum-wonderful women out there created by GOD..so precious in His sight..here are just a few links-of-reading that has blessed my heart and hope it does for u too..as it encourages us to just trust GOD :) &lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.truewoman.com/?id=1639"&gt;http://www.truewoman.com/?id=1639&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.truewoman.com/?id=1640"&gt;http://www.truewoman.com/?id=1640&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.truewoman.com/?id=1503"&gt;http://www.truewoman.com/?id=1503&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to be aware and captivated by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HIS presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8089131921166782860?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8089131921166782860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8089131921166782860' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8089131921166782860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8089131921166782860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-women-only.html' title='for women only..'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6758065283306637452</id><published>2011-03-21T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T18:12:59.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good stuff</title><content type='html'>just something i got from my previous cg (whom i am so encouraged to see men and women inside growing) and ya to share it with u all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TS7euXxfo64?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rIfSx7xNORw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tMs_Ul42mjU?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful note: booked my flight to sydney today! and looking forward to see my family.. miss them so much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6758065283306637452?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6758065283306637452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6758065283306637452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6758065283306637452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6758065283306637452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/03/good-stuff.html' title='good stuff'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://img.youtube.com/vi/TS7euXxfo64/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8598695064652937299</id><published>2011-03-20T21:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T22:46:38.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 April 2011</title><content type='html'>like for a new born baby, a friend's eternal life..&lt;br /&gt;how my heart cries in joy and such thankfulness to God :') :') :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8598695064652937299?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8598695064652937299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8598695064652937299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8598695064652937299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8598695064652937299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/03/20-april-2011.html' title='20 April 2011'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4284143718538925417</id><published>2011-03-13T06:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T07:08:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE JOY OF SALVATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Could we with ink the ocean fill&lt;br /&gt;And were the skies of parchment made,&lt;br /&gt;Were every stalk on earth a quill&lt;br /&gt;And every man a scribe by trade,&lt;br /&gt;To write the love of God above&lt;br /&gt;would drain the Ocean dry&lt;br /&gt;Nor could the scroll contain the whole&lt;br /&gt;though stretched from sky to sky&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;(written by a man placed in an insane asylum in the 19th century)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day when i meet my Creator..i wont even have the strength to stand up straight but fall flat face down in trembling..for His POWER and GLORY and HOLINESS will be over consuming.. and i wont even be able to say "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wow is me&lt;/span&gt;.. i have done this and that.." but rather "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;woe is me&lt;/span&gt;..i am just a human, a sinner" and all self-rightousness records that i even hold closely will not even save me..it will vanish into thin air.. and only to this will i cry.. "only to the cross i cling.. Jesus blood on me.. forgive me Lord.. take me in.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gift of salvation is an incredible gift from God and just thinking of it each morning bring me to say..thank You Lord. "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I delight greatly in the LORD&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my soul rejoices in my God&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For he has clothed me with garments of salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." Isaiah 61:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4284143718538925417?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4284143718538925417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4284143718538925417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4284143718538925417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4284143718538925417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/03/joy-of-salvation.html' title='THE JOY OF SALVATION'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7120826546045608357</id><published>2011-03-08T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:28:46.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family</title><content type='html'>Just had a conversation with my friend about families.. and it got me reminiscing, about how my dad used to kiss me on the forehead while i was still a little girl and sleeping as he was leaving for work..  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7120826546045608357?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7120826546045608357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7120826546045608357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7120826546045608357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7120826546045608357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/03/family.html' title='family'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3323026834326234519</id><published>2011-03-03T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:13:00.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendships</title><content type='html'>I've heard it said&lt;br /&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;br /&gt;And we are led&lt;br /&gt;To those who help us most to grow&lt;br /&gt;If we let them&lt;br /&gt;And we help them in return&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if I believe that's true&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm who I am today&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit&lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lyrics "For Good" - wicked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;had such an awesome night! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3323026834326234519?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3323026834326234519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3323026834326234519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3323026834326234519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3323026834326234519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/03/friendships.html' title='friendships'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-897065643441154338</id><published>2011-02-26T21:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:55:38.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BSPnIhGSBPk/TWkO1ZOq1qI/AAAAAAAACeE/Pp1E5jvbNsE/s1600/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578005923943339682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BSPnIhGSBPk/TWkO1ZOq1qI/AAAAAAAACeE/Pp1E5jvbNsE/s400/IMG_0294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so tired but so thankful&lt;/span&gt;.. last week wei june, mei ting, sze yin, jo anne, lydia and i passed our competency test (yey!) which enabled us to join our new batchmates this week.. they are very nice and friendly.. the hours we spent in school each day are also very long and i do hope to have more strength and wisdom to study (as i am struggling nowadays to stay awake and to fit in 1034576829 things into my tiny brain lol).. a few days ago, i also celebrated my 22nd birthday! thank u all for the wishes, presents, prayers and also time-celebrating it with me.. and as i think about it.. i also somehow feel like a birthday is actually not about me.. but about reflecting on how God has allowed me to live 22years (and hopefully more) haha :), showing me the path to eternal life.. and also all the people in my life who has helped me grow and share in the motions all these years.. as well as my family in particular; and parents who gave birth to me and sacrifice so much :) so yea, thank u ya everyone for coming in and making my life as it is today :) thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;keep my heart in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-897065643441154338?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/897065643441154338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=897065643441154338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/897065643441154338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/897065643441154338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet.html' title='sweet'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BSPnIhGSBPk/TWkO1ZOq1qI/AAAAAAAACeE/Pp1E5jvbNsE/s72-c/IMG_0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4568966473437948512</id><published>2011-02-20T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:15:26.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drink from the fountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do not work so hard for Christ that you have no strength to pray&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;for prayer requires strength&lt;/span&gt; - J.Hudson Taylor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4568966473437948512?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4568966473437948512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4568966473437948512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4568966473437948512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4568966473437948512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/02/drink-from-fountain.html' title='Drink from the fountain'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-9018927056763534392</id><published>2011-02-19T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:13:27.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word of Life</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Bible is overflowing with humanity&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;full of wisdom about the business of living&lt;/span&gt;. There is in fact a whole section called the Wisdom Literature: Psalms, Proverbs, Job, Song of Solomon, and the Ecclesiastes in the Old Testament, and James in the New. What seems to me the wisest thing ever said about the five Wisdom books of the Old Testament is this: the Psalms teach you how to pray, Proverbs how to live, Job how to suffer, the Song of Solomon how to love, and Ecclesiastes how to enjoy. That's good philosophy given under God for our learning and our blessing. And then up comes James, the New Testament Wisdom writer, who strikes all these notes together within the compass of his brief chapters." - J.I. Packer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;All Scripture is God&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;breathed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and is useful for teaching&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rebuking&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;correcting and training in righteousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. 2Timonthy 3:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God will not love us because we are good. But He will make us good because He loves us." (Cs Lewis) and He gives us His word to help us and transform us little by little as we apply it. and apart from that, most importantly..the Word of God speaks to us about Jesus Christ our Savior, which is the echoing theme of redemption through out the whole bible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-9018927056763534392?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/9018927056763534392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=9018927056763534392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/9018927056763534392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/9018927056763534392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/02/word-of-life.html' title='The Word of Life'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-5025631646772262083</id><published>2011-02-16T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T19:59:51.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The Lord is my light and my salvation - whom shall i fear?&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is the stronghold of my life - of whom shall i be afraid?&lt;br /&gt;When evil men advance against me to devour my flesh,&lt;br /&gt;when my enemies and my foes attack me, they will stumble and fall.&lt;br /&gt;Though an army besiege me, my heart will not fear;&lt;br /&gt;though war break out against me, even then will i be confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i ask of the Lord, this is what i seek;&lt;br /&gt;that i may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.&lt;br /&gt;For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe in his dwelling;&lt;br /&gt;he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle and set me high upon a rock.&lt;br /&gt;Then my head will be exalted above the enemies who surround me;&lt;br /&gt;at his tabernacle will i sacrifice with shouts of joy;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing and make music to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear my voice when i call, O Lord; be merciful to me and answer me.&lt;br /&gt;My heart says of you, "Seek his face!" Your face, Lord, I will seek.&lt;br /&gt;Do not hide your face from me, do not turn your servant away in anger;&lt;br /&gt;you have been my helper.&lt;br /&gt;Do not reject me or forsake me, O God my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;Though my father and mother forsake me, the Lord will recieve me.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me your ways, O Lord; lead me in a straight path&lt;br /&gt;because of my oppressors.&lt;br /&gt;Do not turn me over to the desire of my foes, for false witnesses rise up against me, breathing out violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still confident of this:&lt;br /&gt;I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;relax and just enjoy ur journey with God&lt;/span&gt;" - sarah&lt;br /&gt;among a labyrinth of wrestling thoughts.. it was a reminder to just rest in God and find the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JOY in Him&lt;/span&gt; again and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;His ever wonderous love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-5025631646772262083?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/5025631646772262083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=5025631646772262083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5025631646772262083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5025631646772262083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/02/psalm-27.html' title='Psalm 27'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6046794573317595841</id><published>2011-02-10T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:50:53.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart:</title><content type='html'>Passionate about&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; life&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eternal life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6046794573317595841?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6046794573317595841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6046794573317595841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6046794573317595841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6046794573317595841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/02/heart.html' title='the heart:'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7433342586227634089</id><published>2011-02-05T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T06:55:01.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philipians 1:21</title><content type='html'>i've come to a point, where nothing much in this temporary world proves much of a satisfaction (altho im always very thankful for alot of things around me haha). but yea, &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; to me. except God. and yea sometimes i just wonder what if i can just go back and meet Him my creator.. but yea why then am i living.. why does He allow me to have breath each day, and be another human on this planet earth? am i just another digit consuming the fuel, food and fluid here.. and as much as we will all sometimes ask.. what is my purpose here on this green and blue globe.. im always reminded that if &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to die is gain&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to live is Christ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this opportunity to be alive, is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to know Him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(and knowing Him teaches us to love Him and our neighbours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7433342586227634089?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7433342586227634089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7433342586227634089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7433342586227634089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7433342586227634089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/02/phillipians-121.html' title='Philipians 1:21'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-351577494294483180</id><published>2011-01-30T19:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:39:13.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brisbane city,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TUVQoFX3r6I/AAAAAAAACd4/yx2tfURNdQE/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567945163880771490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TUVQoFX3r6I/AAAAAAAACd4/yx2tfURNdQE/s400/IMG_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TUVQjJer83I/AAAAAAAACdw/lR8XxZFRzJ0/s1600/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567945079083758450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TUVQjJer83I/AAAAAAAACdw/lR8XxZFRzJ0/s400/IMG_0143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s day 11&lt;/span&gt; in this city called brisbane, the sunshine state of australia.. i arrived just a week after the flood, and hence wasnt caught in it.. however, i was very sad at the news that costed lives and esp the story of the boy Jordan who gave his life for his brother.. almost teared watching the news.. but yea, it is also a great reminder that this world will not last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so thankful to God too for a house here in windsor as well as good housmates, as it is hard to find a place now after the flood. the home is also convenient to the heart of the city where i'll be studying. it was fun visiting new places and treading into new territories upon arriving the first week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will my first day at the dental school with my batchmates. (finally after 6months of waiting! haha) im pretty nervous but also excited to see how it'll be like. everyday has been like an open bag of new experiences to me..and yea embracing it one by one as it comes.. it is also my first time having to DECIDE on a church to go too and it isnt easy but yea still praying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feeling abit homesick initially, but yea settling down already and starting to see the beautiful things in the place :) like the friends that i've met, nice seniors, good brothers and sisters in the churches i visited, the buses to get around, my simple room (so thankful) that im trying to make abit more cosy haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya..the simple flowers outside the kitchen window.. in the evening they just look like plain weeds in brown stalks.. but in the morning they blossom into pretty yellow dandelions.. polka-dotting the whole carpet of grass.. so beautiful and really really pretty :) it reminds me of my &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Creator&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Savior&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-351577494294483180?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/351577494294483180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=351577494294483180' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/351577494294483180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/351577494294483180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/01/brisbane-city.html' title='brisbane city,'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TUVQoFX3r6I/AAAAAAAACd4/yx2tfURNdQE/s72-c/IMG_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-2030083071432807890</id><published>2011-01-15T11:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:07:27.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i have a plain blue canvas, i'll paint the colours of the rainbow, a smiley sun, clouds and a jet plane with me in it.</title><content type='html'>the only constant is change, but..&lt;br /&gt;the only constant in change is&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; You&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-2030083071432807890?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/2030083071432807890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=2030083071432807890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2030083071432807890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2030083071432807890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-i-have-plain-blue-canvas-ill-paint.html' title='if i have a plain blue canvas, i&apos;ll paint the colours of the rainbow, a smiley sun, clouds and a jet plane with me in it.'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3271062763819841809</id><published>2010-12-30T23:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T13:28:43.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful</title><content type='html'>as i sit down to pen a few words on the last day of year 2010, my heart is just filled with thankfulness and gratitude to God for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and the breath of life He has given too each of my love ones&lt;/span&gt;; so that we can enjoy each other and the time together. i had such a bad dream that day which was very sad..but yea so thankful for my family's life and each day we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the gift of salvation&lt;/span&gt;. really the most-precious-wonderful-IMPORTANT gift to anyone. and yea i hope to have more boldness and wisdom to share it. as well as His Spirit to go forth with prayers for open hearts. (im in need of so much discipline+sense of urgency tho.. so malas sometimes, which is bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;!!! :) my good friends, the opportunity to study.. financial support from my parents who really worked hard and have sacrificed alot.. dentistry in australia..ya cause if God did not open the door in IMU in year 2008, i would most probably gone to india and be in penang right now continuing the course.. a church in KL to grow, my cg, cf.. people in my life who correct me, advise me and challenge me.. those who also set examples in deed, which i admire and can learn from.. as well as those whom we are just able to laugh, talk and share life-stories with.. food on the table, comfort of living.. cause not many even have a safe roof over their heads.. i am very blessed. very blessed indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3271062763819841809?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3271062763819841809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3271062763819841809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3271062763819841809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3271062763819841809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/12/thankful.html' title='thankful'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-5369041847716890414</id><published>2010-12-21T21:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:05:05.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sydney: a time of rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TRybjVAf3VI/AAAAAAAACdg/ImG2fQtTr9w/s1600/100_6431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556487071505309010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TRybjVAf3VI/AAAAAAAACdg/ImG2fQtTr9w/s400/100_6431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brownies sarah and me made :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Real love is not sitting looking into each oth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eyes the whole time&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but looking out in the same direction together&lt;/span&gt;." True love is never selfish, exclusive or narrow. It always wants to reach out and embrace others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been such a wonderful time here in Sydney with my sister Sarah and the extended family. A simple season of rest, be free from stress or worries and to just enjoy each day the people you care :) ohw and not to mention all the food at dinner-gatherings/lunches/christmas parties haha. hope i dont get too fat!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-5369041847716890414?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/5369041847716890414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=5369041847716890414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5369041847716890414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/5369041847716890414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/12/sydney-time-of-rest.html' title='sydney: a time of rest'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TRybjVAf3VI/AAAAAAAACdg/ImG2fQtTr9w/s72-c/100_6431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6428231435671666450</id><published>2010-12-19T19:27:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:25:51.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sydney: carols in the domain</title><content type='html'>yesterday, my sister's friend Lauren brought me to a massive-picnic-cum-concert event called 'Carols in the Domain' and it was a wonderful experience to participate in. there was a seething mass of people in the field and hardly any green patch of grass left as thousands of mats and picnic baskets were spread out that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ36HLuEtII/AAAAAAAACdU/mEyZiNjfC3w/s1600/100_6313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552368916929754242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ36HLuEtII/AAAAAAAACdU/mEyZiNjfC3w/s400/100_6313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ31zvhHL-I/AAAAAAAACdM/WwItCqRnGvM/s1600/100_6323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552364184895172578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ31zvhHL-I/AAAAAAAACdM/WwItCqRnGvM/s400/100_6323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as night fell, we lit up the candles given (together with the red holders) and this is a screen shot of the gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ31XAzKBII/AAAAAAAACc8/0MxnmiPXZmo/s1600/100_6338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552363691318051970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ31XAzKBII/AAAAAAAACc8/0MxnmiPXZmo/s400/100_6338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSH GROBAN!!!! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ31K5qcYGI/AAAAAAAACc0/IqImYU2v46Q/s1600/100_6340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552363483244028002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ31K5qcYGI/AAAAAAAACc0/IqImYU2v46Q/s400/100_6340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stan walker &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ30XX5ST8I/AAAAAAAACck/duuFpzW_73U/s1600/100_6326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552362598006149058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ30XX5ST8I/AAAAAAAACck/duuFpzW_73U/s400/100_6326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ3whqZqUSI/AAAAAAAACcE/Sw1rIyn2XTY/s1600/100_6353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552358376725958946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ3whqZqUSI/AAAAAAAACcE/Sw1rIyn2XTY/s400/100_6353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new friends - Lyvia, Albert, Trevor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ3vJHbIlxI/AAAAAAAACb8/b32w9fL-w9k/s1600/100_6314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552356855508408082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ3vJHbIlxI/AAAAAAAACb8/b32w9fL-w9k/s400/100_6314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is Lauren :):) a really pretty person who is very warm, bubbly, funny and God-following. she really cared and kept me safe while we walked back to the train station that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ3unOdgXKI/AAAAAAAACb0/nKVDdyzxTPw/s1600/100_6357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552356273281850530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ3unOdgXKI/AAAAAAAACb0/nKVDdyzxTPw/s400/100_6357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is a really big festival here in Australia. However, it saddens me that many have lost its meaning too.. Santa Clause had such a BIG welcome cheer by the crowd and i knew that, it isnt Santa that we are waiting for in the end.. but the real Lord Jesus Christ, in His second coming. and do we know this Jesus sung in the carols? who is he? and why did he even have to come down to earth and be borned? i was just so afraid that children would grow up thinking that Jesus Christ is another mystical/made-up character like Santa and his red-nose-reindeers. it'll be a tragedy costing souls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6428231435671666450?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6428231435671666450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6428231435671666450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6428231435671666450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6428231435671666450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/12/sydney-carols-in-domain.html' title='sydney: carols in the domain'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQ36HLuEtII/AAAAAAAACdU/mEyZiNjfC3w/s72-c/100_6313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4951121913780732441</id><published>2010-12-15T19:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T08:24:38.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sydney: hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQircgS0FxI/AAAAAAAACbs/sGjm7n9hBf4/s1600/100_6285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550875046927669010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQircgS0FxI/AAAAAAAACbs/sGjm7n9hBf4/s400/100_6285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s my 2nd day in sydney and im being home&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;quarantined&lt;/span&gt;. been unwell and needed some rest. my sister has been so nice to buy food, calling me during lunch break and also introducing me to a tv-series that melts my heart like chocolate molten lava. JUNIOR MASTER CHEF! this series is about a cooking competition among kids and its just incredible to see them whoop up incredible dishes with incredible names too! (haha almost half we foreign to me). its just such a cute, warm, fun-filled, clean, (free and legal online) show to watch and must i say, tear-jearking too.. esp when the children cry cause they dint qualify for the next round or when their parents cheer their hearts out to see their babies being brave enough to try their best :') btw, speaking about shows, i also had an unending-string-of-giggles on the plane watching 'JUST for LAUGHS'. It reminds me of Patch Adams and ya if i have a cancer-ward for paediatric patients next time, i will play the show for them.. not 24/7 but yea on a very special-selected-hour each day *winks winks* haha want to keep them anticipated and excited. hm but too bad im a dentist :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nway, im regaining my strength again and looking forward to explore the neighbourhood &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow :) just want to take this time in sydney slowly. to rest, reflect and be refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The divine priority is worship first&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;service second&lt;/span&gt;. Our lives are to be punctuated with praise, thanksgiving, and adoration. Service flows out of worship. Service as a substitute for worship is idolatary&lt;/em&gt; - Richard Foster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4951121913780732441?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4951121913780732441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4951121913780732441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4951121913780732441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4951121913780732441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/12/sydney-hello.html' title='sydney: hello'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQircgS0FxI/AAAAAAAACbs/sGjm7n9hBf4/s72-c/100_6285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3972106133122163155</id><published>2010-12-11T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:17:00.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQJQY9JVX0I/AAAAAAAACbU/yziwBmuejk0/s1600/IMG_4160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549086080534667074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQJQY9JVX0I/AAAAAAAACbU/yziwBmuejk0/s400/IMG_4160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) been truly blessed during my time here. thank u God for everything, every lesson and every person You placed in my way. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thank u&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3972106133122163155?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3972106133122163155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3972106133122163155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3972106133122163155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3972106133122163155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/12/imu.html' title='IMU'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TQJQY9JVX0I/AAAAAAAACbU/yziwBmuejk0/s72-c/IMG_4160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8988125138543168442</id><published>2010-12-04T08:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:04:58.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Majesty&lt;/span&gt;, empty-handed but alive in Your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;its easier to talk about Godly-stuff than to really be Christ-like to those around you. but help me try Lord. teach me how to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8988125138543168442?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8988125138543168442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8988125138543168442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8988125138543168442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8988125138543168442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/12/open-my-eyes.html' title='open my eyes'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-2178517699463967840</id><published>2010-11-14T11:48:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T02:45:03.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOAPxlg3HQI/AAAAAAAACbE/O2DRLH6lHjY/s1600/100_6108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539444886223658242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOAPxlg3HQI/AAAAAAAACbE/O2DRLH6lHjY/s400/100_6108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1# &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fun in the kitchen this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;salted spagetti with marinated chicken, tomato puree, generous amount of chopped onions, herbs and diced mushrooms.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(made 2 servings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOAO99VCiJI/AAAAAAAACa8/vB5EcoeZi9o/s1600/100_6099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539443999263328402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOAO99VCiJI/AAAAAAAACa8/vB5EcoeZi9o/s400/100_6099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2# &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gift shop at ETC yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;imagine 30-40 excited kids having a coupon-redeeming-spree! haha just enjoyed seeing them so happy and performing for their parents at the year-end-party. one little girl also gave me the awww-moment when she picked up a sticker book and said "i want to buy this for my koko :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOANgRNjlnI/AAAAAAAACas/mTuZJH0y0H8/s1600/100_6124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539442389692946034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOANgRNjlnI/AAAAAAAACas/mTuZJH0y0H8/s400/100_6124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3# &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dinner with aunty lucille and uncle johnny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;for the missionary-candidate-preparation-program-2 in DUMC, we have to do a missionary profiling. my team interviewed aunty lucille and uncle johnny today, over dinner at a cosy restaurant while they are back in msia for 2weeks. (hehe waiting for edwin's group picture!) blessed by their sharing and picked up important lessons :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOANRiLFDeI/AAAAAAAACak/OcuHKxdBYbQ/s1600/100_6118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539442136547921378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOANRiLFDeI/AAAAAAAACak/OcuHKxdBYbQ/s400/100_6118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4#&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; man's best friend &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; is not a K9 but God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sending over a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;puppy to a missionary in cambodia for christmas. haha dont ask me why i choose blue! cause i also dont know lol :) but mayb just because i wanted something cute and extraordinary :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;sometimes, i dont really know what will happen 3 years down the line or anything about my future. but i pray that God will give me the wisdom and guide me as i live one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Colossians 1:9-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For this reason&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;since the day we heard about you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; we have not stopped praying for you and asking God to fill you up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the knowledge of his will though &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; spiritual wisdom and understanding&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And we pray this in order that you will live a life worthy of the Lord and may please him in every way&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bearing fruit in every good work&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;growing in the knowledge of God&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; and joyfully giving thanks to the Father&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in the kingdom of light&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; in whom we have redemption&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; the forgiveness of sins&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-2178517699463967840?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/2178517699463967840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=2178517699463967840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2178517699463967840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2178517699463967840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/11/wonderful-weekend.html' title='wonderful weekend'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TOAPxlg3HQI/AAAAAAAACbE/O2DRLH6lHjY/s72-c/100_6108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-1858038607852984963</id><published>2010-11-12T23:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T02:00:26.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterscotch bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TN18pM9y9rI/AAAAAAAACaA/d3dzeqaHYCA/s1600/100_6094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538720164032476850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TN18pM9y9rI/AAAAAAAACaA/d3dzeqaHYCA/s400/100_6094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) simple things that makes me smile and thankFULL. yums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We all stumble in many ways. If anyone is never at fault in what he says, he is a perfect man, able to keep his whole body in check. When we put bits into the mouths of horses to make them obey us, we can turn the whole animal. Or take ships as an example. Although they are so large and are driven by strong winds, they are steered by a very small rudder wherever the pilot wants to go.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Likewise the tongue is a small part of the body, but it makes great boast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark. The tongue also is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. It corrupts the whole person, sets the whole course of his life on fire, and is itself set fire by hell. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All kinds of animals&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;birds&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;reptiles and creatures of the sea are being tamed and have been tamed by man&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but no man can tame the tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison. With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it curse &lt;em&gt;men, who have been made in God's likeness&lt;/em&gt;. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should not be. Can both fresh water and salt(bitter) water flow from the same spring? My brothers, can a fig tree bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Neither can a salt spring produce fresh water." James 3:2-12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i am a man of unclean lips. falling short of Your glory so so many times. but cleanse me please. help my conversations to be full of grace, seasoned with salt. and be pleasing to You, O LORD my rock and redeemer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-1858038607852984963?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/1858038607852984963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=1858038607852984963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1858038607852984963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/1858038607852984963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/11/butterscotch-bread.html' title='butterscotch bread'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TN18pM9y9rI/AAAAAAAACaA/d3dzeqaHYCA/s72-c/100_6094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-282794081512294889</id><published>2010-11-08T23:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:14:10.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thirsty</title><content type='html'>i'll be working with colgate tomorrow and just googled that the LRT service starts at 6.00am. yey! pray that all the snatch-thieves will still be sleeping and God will keep me safe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.skylinesib.com/index.php?option=com_sermonspeaker&amp;amp;Itemid=34"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;* just a link i want to share with you all, where i followed a series on the 'Sermon on the Mount' which was v good and totally heart-dissecting!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nothing in my hand i bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;only to the cross i cling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" - Augustus M.Todplay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-282794081512294889?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/282794081512294889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=282794081512294889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/282794081512294889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/282794081512294889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/11/thirsty.html' title='thirsty'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-2973027573748021277</id><published>2010-11-07T22:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T22:43:04.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFEcamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TNa4l4L2Q1I/AAAAAAAACZo/vi-3FbUX1mQ/s1600/100_6072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536815752775353170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TNa4l4L2Q1I/AAAAAAAACZo/vi-3FbUX1mQ/s400/100_6072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-2973027573748021277?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/2973027573748021277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=2973027573748021277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2973027573748021277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2973027573748021277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/11/lifecamp.html' title='LIFEcamp'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TNa4l4L2Q1I/AAAAAAAACZo/vi-3FbUX1mQ/s72-c/100_6072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8199852182174092256</id><published>2010-11-01T19:17:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T23:03:45.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken soup mee sua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TM6jLIIwwOI/AAAAAAAACZQ/dggwaEOKmcE/s1600/100_6043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534540403643039970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TM6jLIIwwOI/AAAAAAAACZQ/dggwaEOKmcE/s320/100_6043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) today was my last guitar class. i am really &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for a good teacher and the opportunity to "attempt" to pick up a new skill this holiday. btw, updated the side corner with Joni's link. hope it will bless you with the simple daily devotions and down-to-earth blog entrees. cant wait to see my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8199852182174092256?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8199852182174092256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8199852182174092256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8199852182174092256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8199852182174092256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/11/chicken-soup-mee-sua.html' title='chicken soup mee sua'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TM6jLIIwwOI/AAAAAAAACZQ/dggwaEOKmcE/s72-c/100_6043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-3289132195013325099</id><published>2010-10-31T19:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:19:04.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my family,</title><content type='html'>Just came back from a leader's retreat this afternoon. It reminded me alot of IMUCF retreat where there was alot of intensive planning.. haha but, always intersperse with fun, laughter and the building of frienships :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the meeting, i got to hear about many other cell groups and their leader's sharing about the ministry. It really humbled me, because i often feel discouraged or lonely sometimes (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tho its good haha, cause it drives me to Jesus&lt;/span&gt;) when i face struggles in the cg. However, when i listened to the needs in other cg's like those catering to foreign students(from africa, china and vietnam); where the members have not enough food to eat, financial problems to pay their school fees etc.. i was like "aiya, sabrina your struggles are actually v v small and your cg is actually v v blessed." and ya, when i continued to put my ears to the ways they try to reach out, pray and help their fellow brothers and sisters, as well as the other leaders in their respective cg's.. i was very encouraged by their hearts to serve Christ and hope to have a bigger heart too. Moving on, we also discussed about the focus, vision, plans and improvements for LightHouse in the coming year 2011. It was like working up a pyramid of lego where we build upon one layer to the next. from cg to the zone ministry, to Lighthouse community, etc... It was also good to have a larger picture of the ministry(university students), together with the others in the church. Ya, and one thing i want to be thankful to God so much is.. that He has provided a new cell leader for the cg next year!! :) I was initially very worried and kept challenging my cg to rise up again and again, as i will be leaving already.. and yea, thankfully Jolene, a dear cg member has stepped up to it. Indeed, God is faithful. We had a lovely time together in the retreat with the other 13 leaders. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Praise God for everything&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu pui: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Do we read the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Word,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;informed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; transformed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-3289132195013325099?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/3289132195013325099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=3289132195013325099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3289132195013325099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/3289132195013325099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-my-family.html' title='i miss my family,'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6066323692179821463</id><published>2010-10-19T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T02:14:38.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sprinkles of rain + ice cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IN1exEQ1A5A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IN1exEQ1A5A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;any tips&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;1) whether rubber dam is still a prerequisite for a clean and dry working field(composite restoration)? if i need to obtain full access to the cervical area&lt;br /&gt;2) do we have red-ring-gingival-removal-bur in the clinic? if not, what other burs can be used to finish up the restoration esp under the gingival line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6066323692179821463?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6066323692179821463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6066323692179821463' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6066323692179821463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6066323692179821463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/10/sprinkles-of-rain-ice-cream.html' title='sprinkles of rain + ice cream'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6827830493499795581</id><published>2010-10-17T19:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:51:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restored</title><content type='html'>:') hehe been so exhausted and confuse about something lately.. but i want to thank God so much.. for the people and believers of Christ around me.. like my Pastors in church, advisor in cf -ms. Chong Eu Pui, fellow cg members and my family.. that keep me align with the word of God, explaining to me things that i had doubts on, prayers.. as well as their encouragement to press on in my walk of faith.. i am really thankful to God for His love and care that i felt through them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya i really encourage others who dont have a church to be belonged to one.. because when you have questions or in danger of misinterpreting things read, we can always seek guidance and advise from those who are elder and have more wisdom+experience.. apart from that, a community of belivers will help us to be kept accountable, sharpened and encouraged as we grow together.. i really hope all of you will have good churches and cell groups :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, sabrina :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A Psalm of Single-mindedness&lt;/span&gt;, by Joe Bayly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord of reality,&lt;br /&gt;make me real,&lt;br /&gt;not plastic,&lt;br /&gt;synthetic,&lt;br /&gt;pretended phony,&lt;br /&gt;an actor playing out his part,&lt;br /&gt;hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want,&lt;br /&gt;to keep a prayer list,&lt;br /&gt;but to pray,&lt;br /&gt;nor agonize to find Your will,&lt;br /&gt;but to obey,&lt;br /&gt;what I already know,&lt;br /&gt;to argue,&lt;br /&gt;the theories of inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;but to submit to Your Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want,&lt;br /&gt;to explain the difference,&lt;br /&gt;between eros and philos,&lt;br /&gt;and agape,&lt;br /&gt;but to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want,&lt;br /&gt;to sing as if I mean it,&lt;br /&gt;I want to mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want,&lt;br /&gt;to tell it like it is,&lt;br /&gt;but to be it,&lt;br /&gt;like you want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want,&lt;br /&gt;to tell others how to do it,&lt;br /&gt;but to do it,&lt;br /&gt;to have to be always right,&lt;br /&gt;but to admit it when I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a census taker,&lt;br /&gt;but an obstetrician,&lt;br /&gt;nor an involved person, a profesional,&lt;br /&gt;but a friend,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be insensitive,&lt;br /&gt;but to hurt where other people hurt,&lt;br /&gt;nor to say I know how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;but to say God knows,&lt;br /&gt;and I'll try,&lt;br /&gt;if you'll be patient with me,&lt;br /&gt;and meanwhile I'll be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to scorn the cliches of others,&lt;br /&gt;but to mean everything I say,&lt;br /&gt;including this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the pages of 'The Quest for Character' by Charles R. Swindoll)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6827830493499795581?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6827830493499795581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6827830493499795581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6827830493499795581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6827830493499795581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/10/restored.html' title='restored'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-2845245837018759591</id><published>2010-10-13T12:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:48:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>have been feeling under the weather. a periodical nose block came back to haunt me till i woke up at 5am yday morning unable to breathe. and through out the day, it was as tho i had a mucus-tank up there that couldnt stop leaking! (lol wearing a mask during clinic was definitely a nuisance) but thank God after prayers, mum's fruit+rest advice and some medicine, im feeling better.. altho it has turned into diarrhea today, im still thankful because im more at ease to breathe now. that's one point to be &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kLwICJRmmkc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kLwICJRmmkc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust in him at all times, O people;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pour out your hearts to him&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;for God is our refuge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. - Psalm 62:8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-2845245837018759591?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/2845245837018759591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=2845245837018759591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2845245837018759591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/2845245837018759591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/10/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-6178963459817046621</id><published>2010-10-11T00:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T01:15:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>sigh, i just got to know that one of the kids in cambodia died. and not because it was inevitable, but because of the poor medical care there. sigh sigh sigh! sad and angry. study hard doctors-to-be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-6178963459817046621?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/6178963459817046621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=6178963459817046621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6178963459817046621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/6178963459817046621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='--'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-8918778224576106560</id><published>2010-10-10T14:19:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T00:37:35.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old newspapers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TLFmCYnNaVI/AAAAAAAACYw/H3T3E7cCXsg/s1600/100_5999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526310408912988498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TLFmCYnNaVI/AAAAAAAACYw/H3T3E7cCXsg/s400/100_5999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;old newspaper, its funny how they met a soft spot in me this morning. the sight of it left alone on the dining table and the smell, like damped papers left outside in the rain; lured me to just pick it up. And immediately, an exciting impulse was sent to kick start some drawing and paintings. ohw, the simple pleasures and opportunities this holiday brings :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my dearly remembered sisters and friends overseas,&lt;br /&gt;The Revival Series 1 by Pastor Dr Daniel Ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seven Marks of Revival&lt;/span&gt; (Acts 3:16-26)&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;epentance of Sin/from Sin - Acts 3:19&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;eturn to God - Acts 3:19&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;emission of Sin - Acts 3:19&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;efreshing from the Lord - Acts 3:19&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;ecieve Christ - Acts 3:20&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;estore Everything - Acts 3:21,26&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;eform Society - Acts 3:25b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TLFkD-ctn4I/AAAAAAAACYo/rMkRWrjrHjc/s1600/100_5991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526308237226123138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TLFkD-ctn4I/AAAAAAAACYo/rMkRWrjrHjc/s320/100_5991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week, mum was here and we had a good time. Nobody is perfect really, but mum always teaches me from her own life to see the good points in people and to pray daily. &lt;em&gt;Its often easier to say something bad about a person rather than good&lt;/em&gt;. but even if so, we TRY.. and to think thoughts that are true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent and praiseworthy. (philippians 4:7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our 4th year anniversary together as a family, free from cancer and we thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a minute hurt yday -&gt; turned reflection -&gt; important reminder: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;painful but necessary. to God alone we serve. not man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-8918778224576106560?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/8918778224576106560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=8918778224576106560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8918778224576106560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/8918778224576106560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/10/old-newspapers.html' title='old newspapers..'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TLFmCYnNaVI/AAAAAAAACYw/H3T3E7cCXsg/s72-c/100_5999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-895654941176292930</id><published>2010-10-07T21:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T07:56:56.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little wonders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its fascinating&lt;/span&gt;, to see someone sculpture a beautiful curve into a treble clef.. write in the key signature of sharps/flats.. set up a timing for the tempo.. divide the long empty staff into sections of bars, like rooms to a mansion.. adding melodious chords notations into them, which gives life and meaning to the piece.. later on, ending the row with an end-repeat-bar-line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and while understanding the whole progression of drawings and carbon-markings that transformed into a song, a thought sparkled** in my mind: &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;music is totally like a new language&lt;/span&gt;! :) verily, as Jules Combarieu's quote - "Music is the art of thinking with sounds"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;do we look or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hear or actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;merely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;read or really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;reflect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-895654941176292930?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/895654941176292930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=895654941176292930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/895654941176292930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/895654941176292930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-wonders.html' title='little wonders'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-7623222546217647970</id><published>2010-10-04T00:53:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T01:24:32.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is precious.</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, we had a prayer conference in church and Ps Dr Philip Lyn and Nancy Lyn came to speak. I was very moved by the call for repentance (which was align with alot of my reading and devotion lately). Besides, I was also very encouraged by their passion for the generations, in prayer for the revival and transformation of Malaysia! It saddens me too however, that i'll be leaving Malaysia in 2months. But, i also want to thank God for letting me be part of this awareness just before i go.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to see what is starting and believe for greater things to come for our nation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;2 songs&lt;/span&gt; that have been replaying in my head and heart, again and again..&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNSzagSz-Cw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNSzagSz-Cw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9LMQfOp9w8k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9LMQfOp9w8k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TKi4yUP0vlI/AAAAAAAACXw/WDH7K8372Ig/s1600/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523868117537963602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TKi4yUP0vlI/AAAAAAAACXw/WDH7K8372Ig/s400/Image067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) hehe my teaching lesson for the kids, last saturday. introduced them to the usage of sequence connectors in writing essays like "how to make a kite" that flies!!! (haha they tried to spike up some humour in class by telling me how to make kite that doesnt fly..) but anyway, at the end of the day all their kites were ready to fly in the the essay! yey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FLY&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ather&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt;oves &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-7623222546217647970?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/7623222546217647970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=7623222546217647970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7623222546217647970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/7623222546217647970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/10/time-is-precious.html' title='Time is precious.'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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/_G8XNKsIO3BE/TKi4yUP0vlI/AAAAAAAACXw/WDH7K8372Ig/s72-c/Image067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7825656937064450036.post-4924633641598147725</id><published>2010-09-27T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T01:32:48.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>each new and beautiful day,</title><content type='html'>help me &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;be the best that i am for You&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7825656937064450036-4924633641598147725?l=sabrinaong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/feeds/4924633641598147725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7825656937064450036&amp;postID=4924633641598147725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4924633641598147725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7825656937064450036/posts/default/4924633641598147725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sabrinaong.blogspot.com/2010/09/each-new-and-beautiful-day.html' title='each new and beautiful day,'/><author><name>sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955607817577515036</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
