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Monday, January 28, 2008

Q&A

How many total SIN are there?
How many ways a person can commit sin or how many types of sin?

whoever answer correctly with bible verses will win big prize! ;)

Friday, January 25, 2008

I got green card … Yayyyyyyy … I danced around with my kids to celebrate. My husband even looked happier than ever … “Permanent Resident.” graphs my attention. To see the word in my very own eyes mean a lot to me …

Imagine, God give me extra ordinary power to plan out 2555 (365 X 7) days … beside allowing me to have whatever I want ? To be honest … I don’t think I can! Those blessed things and people that filled with my life for 2555 days … Those richness of the time and moments that I had for 2555 days … I don’t think I am able to plan even one inch of it …

I am not proud to say this …but .. .sometimes I had doubt about His plan … I was afraid that I made a wrong choice …There were time … I felt tired of waiting … tired about seeing not clear … feared about staying away from family … sort of …:>:>:> "Shat Shat ..."

I thank you all for the friendship that we have shared. Without your love and care I don’t think I could go through this far …I am grateful for understanding of this country … I am thankful for the support of the church … And thank my family for being there for me …

By the way, let’s not forget about our permanent resident card in His place!!! If the earthy card give me so much joy to live each days with my loves ones .. then, the joy of heavenly resident should be even more grateful. We shall enjoy each days …We shall celebrate each moment … Sure we do…!

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Need I say more???

I like to share a testimony from someone I know...
"since i met you guys and going to church
i can take a lot more stresses
i was worried about my life
now i can see it from the different angle
better point of view
give me more comfort”

And, some Bible verses and quotes...

Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you. 1 Peter 5:7
“God has taken the responsibility for our care and worry. You can be positively assured that God does care for you, and if God cares for you and has promised to carry your burdens and cares, then nothing should distress you.”(Billy Graham)

Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God. Psalm 146:5
“True happiness begins when one is in a right relationship with God. God is the only source of true happiness, because He offers...contentment, security, peace, and hope for the future.” (Billy Graham)

Need I say more???

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

I was not alone ...

... when we gathered for small group worship at church on last Sunday morning.

All of sudden I broke down with tears during praising song that some of YAF were leading. I don’t know how to explain … but … each word of lyrics came to alive in my heart … I could hear His voices … I could feel His breath … I could feel Him just right there with me … I just couldn't stop crying …

His touch came very strongly … and I was still crying on my bed that night … I was awake till 3 am Monday morning … and I didn’t feel tired at all …I was soaking in His love that way for a long time …

To be honest, I was having some trouble to believe myself for what God might want me to do …or what God can do through me … I was trying so hard not to break down with such disappointment ... Trying to stand tall and strong ... I thought I have to ...

However, all I hear from Him was …..It is okay, my daughter …. It is okay to be weak …It is okay to be helpless … It is okay to feel you are not good enough …. Come just as you are … I will walk with you …

12 Basket ministry mean a lot to me now … it came to me very personally last Sunday. I feel His compassion on me … His love never cease ... never dry … I truly found my first love for Him again.

Thank you all for being there …. Without you … I won’t be what I am today …

Monday, January 21, 2008

Benny Hinn

Hi guys, A friend of mine has informed me that Benny Hinn is coming to San Jose. He is holding the Youth Service on Jan. 26 (sat) at 4:00 pm. Admission is Free of Charge. Check out the link to see further info.

http://www.bennyhinn.org/events/eventdetails.cfm/eid/732

What do u thinking about joining them??? :D hehe..

Saturday, January 19, 2008

I am so proud of you ...

Today our whole family(?) was invited to Lillian’s school. We were told that there will be the reward ceremony for the student of the month. Yup .. she got it! I just can’t stop exciting about it … you know … the first child … and her first award … sort of thing…

My effort to catch up da honorable moment(?)started very early this morning …. Taking shower twice … changing clothes a few times (as my perspective) ... then …???... I should leave the rest of scenarios in your imagination … hahhaha

The award ceremony went well. She was standing so tall among us with big fish smile.. She just can’t stop smiling around people and telling about her achievement (?). She was holding da paper near her chest all the way home and never let it go in her sight since. I knew it really made her day.

Then, I ask myself … when was the last time I told my loves ones… “I am so proud of you” “I am really happy for you”… or sort of thing ? … Instead .. I remember … I used to say …. “You should do this way … or that way ...” or “You shouldn’t do this way … or that way …”

My dear friends … don’t hesitate to say to your love ones … how good they are… you will never forgot the smile on their face …

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Huh?

Field trip! Camp! 2008 YAF Enrichment!
Huh? Feel like I am kind of lost and behind… not only with you guys, yet also with my family.

Full time job and school at same time seems to be impossible. Hey… GOD makes it possible for me.
I still have some time to hang out with you guys, still have time to go to Church every Sunday although couldn’t fully support to some activities. I still can stop at my parent house after work unless school night or study team night. Sometime, I get into the house say Hi, grab my mails and leave right away to study. ;p yes… of cause, sometime I spend little more time for foods that aw or mom cooked.

I haven’t cook for long time. Wonder if I even remember how to cook. It’s so nice of TN that he never makes big deal out of it. Always find himself something to eat. It includes having dinner at aw’s house. Ha hahhh
Just 2 years. I will be back…with more energy. Or will I be busy with little ones??

Speaking of little ones… I had a dream the other day… all of the sudden I have 2 girls in my hands… I am so desperate and mad… why do I get 2 girls??… so I take one to hospital and change to a boy… ha hahh… don’t ask me how….

It reminds me that people are not appreciating the blessing they already have. Or… am I the only one? hee
GOD gives me many blessings… uncountable… you, family, job, foods, car, clothes, place to stay, and so on and on and on
Thank you GOD for everything, above all… I thank GOD for giving me chance to know HIM and accept JESUS as my personal savior.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Phyu - My Mom's Visiting

Hello, everyone! How are you all doing?

As many of you already know, my mother is in town now. She comes by about once or twice a year.

However, it's special this time. It's our first time meeting since my father's death last October, 2007. Losing my father was the biggest devastation of our lives and I'm glad we have this time to heal and grieve together.

I'm also really thankful to God for giving me you to help me pull through. It would have been impossible for me if it'd happened any earlier. So, thank you all. ♥

1 Corinthians 10:13
And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it.

If all goes well, my Mom will visit our church this Sunday!☺

^Mom & Pop during their heydays.

Friday, January 11, 2008

“Oh, don’t worry .. Susan did that too …”

It is enough to grab your attention, right? … Yap, I almost drop my jaw too, when I heard it from the others (?) first time.

This is what really happens … A few weeks ago Roselyn pee on her pants during the class. I have no doubt it must be very embarrassing moment for Rosi. Once I heard the news I rush back to SS room to save her. Here mommy comes! But somehow I felt wearied she didn’t seem to be shy much as she used to be when I arrived at the crime scene. Beside, she looked so proud to show me her pink sweater was hanging her waist in stylish way … and to dance around me with half naked.

After many weeks past … finally the mystery solved. According to the trust worthy witnesses ... there was the teacher … comforting her student, saying “Oh, don’t worry .. I did that too …” Wahahahaha … No wonder …!!!

I learn something today. How can we imitate Christ? By being truthful and honest as we can. The honesty that cares could move people’s heart …even three years old …Thank you Susan … you made my day !!!

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Question

One of my friend who is not a Christian shared his/her thoughts on how he/she finds it difficult to abandon his/her god.

He/she gave me an example saying "assume you are brought up by your foster parents and found your real parents when you became an adult.
Would you abandon your Foster parents (who nurtured you for your whole life) for the real parents?

How can i explain this to that person?

xoxo
1love

Story Box

The Big Rocks
One day an expert in time management was speaking to a group business students and, to drive home a point, used an illustration those students will never forget. As he stood in front of the group of high powered over achievers he said, "Okay, time for a quiz."
Then he pulled out a one-gallon, wide mouthed Mason jar and set it on the table in front of him. Then he produced about a dozen fist-sized rocks and carefully placed them, one at a time, into the jar.
When the jar was filled to the top and no more rocks would fit inside, he asked, "Is this jar full?"
Everyone in the class said, "Yes."
Then he said, "Really?" He reached under the table and pulled out a bucket of gravel. Then he dumped some gravel in and shook the jar causing pieces of gravel to work themselves down into the space between the big rocks. Then he asked the group once more, "Is the jar full?"
By this time the class was on to him. "Probably not," one of them answered.
"Good!" he replied. He reached under the table and brought out a bucket of sand. He started dumping the sand in the jar and it went into all of the spaces left between the rocks and the gravel. Once more he asked the question, "Is this jar full?"
"No!" the class shouted. Once again he said, "Good."
Then he grabbed a pitcher of water and began to pour it in until the jar was filled to the brim. Then he looked at the class and asked, "What is the point of this illustration?"
One eager beaver raised his hand and said, "The point is, no matter how full your schedule is, if you try really hard you can always fit some more things in it!"
"No," the speaker replied, "that's not the point. The truth this illustration teaches us is: If you don't put the big rocks in first, you'll never get them in at all."
What are the 'big rocks' in your life?
Your relatinship with God?
Your husband or wife?
Your children?
Your loved ones?
Your health?
Your education?
Your dreams?
A worthy cause?
Teaching or mentoring others?
Doing things that you love?
Time for yourself?
Remember to put these BIG ROCKS in first or you'll never get them in at all. If you sweat the little stuff (the gravel, the sand) then you'll fill your life with little things you worry about that don't really matter, and you'll never have the real quality time you need to spend on the big, important stuff (the big rocks).
So, tonight, or in the morning, when you are reflecting on this short story, ask yourself this question: What are the "big rocks" in my life? Then, put those in your jar first.
Matthew 6:33
"But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well."

ARE YOU 'THE CRACKED POT' ?? .
A water bearer had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master's house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you." "Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?" "I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts,"   the pot said. The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, "As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path." Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure.
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house." Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But if we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father's table. In God's great economy, nothing goes to waste. So as we seek ways to minister together, and as God calls you to the tasks He has appointed for you, don't be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, and allow Him to take advantage of them, and you, too, can be the cause of beauty in His pathway. Go out boldly, knowing that in our weakness we find His strength, and that "In Him every one of God's promises is a Yes."

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DID GOD CREATE EVIL?
At a certain university, there was a professor with a reputation for being tough on Christians. At the first class every semester, he asked if anyone was a Christian and proceeded to degrade them and to mock their statement of faith.
One semester, he asked the question and a young man raised his hand when asked if anyone was a Christian. The professor asked, "Did God make everything, young man?"
He replied, "Yes sir He did!"
The professor responded, "If God made everything, then He made evil." The student didn't have a response and the professor was happy to have once again proved the Christian faith to be a myth.
Then another man raised his hand and asked, "May I ask you something, sir?"
"Yes, you may," responded the professor.
The young man stood up and said "Sir, is there such thing as cold?"
"Of course there is, what kind of question is that? Haven't you ever been cold?"
The young man replied, "Actually, sir, cold doesn't exist. What we consider to be cold is really an absence of heat. Absolute zero is when there is absolutely no heat, but cold does not really exist. We have only created that term to describe how we feel when heat is not there."
The young man continued, "Sir, is there such a thing as dark?"
Once again, the professor responded, "Of course there is."
And once again, the student replied, "Actually, sir, darkness does not exist. Darkness is really only the absence of light. Darkness is only a term man developed to describe what happens when there is no light present."
Finally, the young man asked, "Sir, is there such thing as evil?"
The professor responded, "Of course. We have rapes, murders, and violence everywhere in the world, those things are evil."
The student replied, "Actually, sir, evil does not exist. Evil is simply the absence of God. Evil is a term man developed to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. It isn't like truth, or love, which exist as virtues like heat or light. Evil is simply the state where God is not present, like cold without heat or darkness without light."
The professor had nothing to say............

Does God Still Speak?

A young man had been to Wednesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord's voice. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?" After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message.
Several different ones talked about how God had led them in different ways.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God.. If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought, to stop and buy a gallon of milk.
He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home.
But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk. The young man thought about Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli.
"Okay, God, in case that is you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk.
He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. As he passed Seventh Street, he again felt the urge, "Turn down that street."
"This is crazy," he thought and drove on past the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street.
At the next intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will." He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi-commercial area of town.
It wasn't the best, but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street."
The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I will look stupid." Again, he felt like he should go and give the milk.
Finally, he opened the door, "Okay God, if this is you, I will go to the door and I will give them the milk.
If you want me to look like a crazy person, okay. I want to be obedient.
I guess that will count for something, but if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside.
A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the young man could get away. The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed.
He had a strange look on his face and he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger standing on his doorstep. "What is it?" The young man thrust out the gallon of milk,
"Here, I brought this to you."
The man took the milk and rushed down a hall way speaking loudly in Spanish.
Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen.
The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. The man began speaking and half crying,
"We were just praying. We had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk.
"His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?"
The young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had on him and put it in the man's hand. He turned and walked back toward his car and the tears were streaming down his face. He knew that God still answers prayers.

       A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks, the pastor decided to visit him. It was a chilly evening. The pastor found the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for his pastor's visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a big chair near the fireplace and waited.
       The pastor made himself comfortable but said nothing. In the grave silence, he contemplated the play of the flames around the burning logs. After some minutes, the pastor took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth all alone. Then he sat back in his chair, still silent.
        The host watched all this in quiet fascination. As the one lone ember's flame diminished, there was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon it was cold and "dead as a doornail."
        Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting. Just before the pastor was ready to leave, he picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back in the middle of the fire. Immediately it began to glow once more with the light and warmth of the burning coals around it.
        As the pastor reached the door to leave, his host said,
"Thank you so much for your visit and especially for the fiery sermon. I shall be back in church next Sunday."

John 3:16
In the city of Chicago, one cold, dark night, a blizzard was setting in. A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying to sell many papers.

He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you wouldn't happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and it's awful cold in there for tonight. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay,"

The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, "you go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16, and they will let you in."

So he did. He walked up the steps and knocked on the door, and a lady answered. He looked up and said, "John 3:16." The lady said, "Come on in, Son." She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big old fireplace, and she went off. The boy sat there for a while and thought to himself: John 3:16....I don't understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm.

Later she came back and asked him "Are you hungry?" He said, "Well, just a little. I haven't eaten in a couple of days, and I guess I could stand a little bit of food," The lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and ate until he couldn't eat any more. Then he thought to himself: John 3:16... Boy, I sure don't understand it but it sure makes a hungry boy full.

She took him upstairs to a bathroom to a huge bathtub filled with warm water, and he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, he thought to himself: John 3:16... I sure don't understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know, I've not had a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out.

The lady came in and got him. She took him to a room, tucked him into a big old feather bed, pulled the covers up around his neck, kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. As he lay in the darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night, he thought to himself: John 3:16... I don't understand it but it sure makes a tired boy rested.

The next morning the lady came back up and took him down again to that same big table full of food. After he ate, she took him back to that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fireplace and picked up a big old Bible. She sat down in front of him and looked into his young face.

"Do you understand John 3:16?" she asked gently.

He replied, "No, Ma'am, I don't. The first time I ever heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it," She opened the Bible to John 3:16 and began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there, in front of that big old fireplace, he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought: John 3:16. .. .. I don't understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe.

You know, I have to confess I don't understand it either, how God was willing to send His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don't understand the agony of the Father and every angel in heaven as they watched Jesus suffer and die. I don't understand the intense love for ME that kept Jesus on the cross till the end. I don't understand it, but it sure does make life worth living.

John 3:16
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

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Monday, January 28, 2008

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Friday, January 25, 2008

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Thursday, January 24, 2008

Need I say more???

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

I was not alone ...

Monday, January 21, 2008

Benny Hinn

Saturday, January 19, 2008

I am so proud of you ...

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Huh?

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Phyu - My Mom's Visiting

Friday, January 11, 2008

“Oh, don’t worry .. Susan did that too …”

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