When we are angry at someone or particular thing, we look at God.
Then we will see how small are we, that worthless to take anger for someone.
When I see people how they mistreat me,
I see how I mistreated God.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Function in Areas
It's amazing to see how God uses people.
Not all people have to be a preacher. Not all people have to be a church staff.
An example is here. A software engineer uses his talent to build a software, upgrade it from time to time, so that people can understand God's word more deeply.
URL: http://www.e-sword.net/
The software is consisted bible versus and with greek word, the original text message, so that we can grasp the original language of what is trying to be said.
I have yet to know how far can we use this software (I have just downloaded it), but what I have seen is that God uses every people with different purpose. A musician may compose musics for Him, a teacher talks about Jesus in school, a postman giving good news from house to house, and a writer writes about God. Yeah, it is so amazing. I'm very encouraged to see all these.
Hallelujah! All glory to God.
Not all people have to be a preacher. Not all people have to be a church staff.
An example is here. A software engineer uses his talent to build a software, upgrade it from time to time, so that people can understand God's word more deeply.
URL: http://www.e-sword.net/
The software is consisted bible versus and with greek word, the original text message, so that we can grasp the original language of what is trying to be said.
I have yet to know how far can we use this software (I have just downloaded it), but what I have seen is that God uses every people with different purpose. A musician may compose musics for Him, a teacher talks about Jesus in school, a postman giving good news from house to house, and a writer writes about God. Yeah, it is so amazing. I'm very encouraged to see all these.
Hallelujah! All glory to God.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Hi !
What is your goal in life? In other words, why are you here on earth?
Some people say: "Please lah, don't ask this kind of question, nobody think that before."
Some people say: " Don't know woh."
Some people say: "I want to earn a lot of money!"
Some people really don't know.
There is a God. He created man (human being).
One day, man sinned. Man separated from God.
God sent his son, Jesus to die on cross for us. His blood washed away man's sin. Three days after Jesus' death, He rose again. He has conquered the death.
John 3:16 says "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life."
Do you want God comes into your life?
Some people say: "Please lah, don't ask this kind of question, nobody think that before."
Some people say: " Don't know woh."
Some people say: "I want to earn a lot of money!"
Some people really don't know.
There is a God. He created man (human being).
One day, man sinned. Man separated from God.
God sent his son, Jesus to die on cross for us. His blood washed away man's sin. Three days after Jesus' death, He rose again. He has conquered the death.
John 3:16 says "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life."
Do you want God comes into your life?
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
A Movie in My Dream
Wow, what a dream. I just experience a gangster film few minutes ago.
It was like I worked for a group of people. I think I worked for them. I followed them to a new place, I never know that place. I started working there. I was happy.
I found out that they wanted to kill me at night time. I was working. They didn't know that I knew. So, I was trying very hard to escape.
They had a tight monitor on me, so that I would be in their supervision.
In some way, I went to a shopping complex. I tried to SMS one of my ipoh church member.
"I'm going to be killed tonight. This is no joke. Pls check on me. If I don reply in an hour, pls call police" this is what I wanted to send.
I was trying to find a hidden place to text. So, I went to a book shop, and found quite-tall book shelfs. I went between them. I squad down, pretending I'm reading book, but actually typing message. However, while I was one the third or forth word, I was found by them, the group of people. Immediately, I deleted what I had wrote.
They insisted to look at my phone.
They grabbed it. They smiled. I wasn't sure what was going on. I looked back my phone, and realized that they were reading a message I received from a girl. They thought she was my girlfriend, actually she was not.
I couldn't go anywhere else.
In some way, I went to a hotel. People having buffet. I'm not a waiter, but I pretended to take glasses. There was a friend of mine, same like me -caught by the group of people. It was just that he still had not known the inside motif of the group.
I whispered to him, "They are going to kill me tonight." His eyes opened big. I walked off, took the glasses away, not wanting people to know that we talked.
In some way, I went to a cafe in a shopping complex. I saw one of my Ipoh sunday school teacher/Sabah pastor. He was in a conversation with two people.
I called him out. He picked up the phone, and excused himself from the conversation. I told him my situation. He was just sitting a table next to me. It is just because I don't want people to know that I connect to others, I phoned him.
I doubt that he believed in me, but, of course I hoped that he believed.
Again, I was caught again by the group of people. He asked for my phone again. This time, I insist to have my privacy. I think they guessed what I mean, after they caught me "wrong" last time. They still standing there. I smiled and I moved away.
Later, the group leader came to me, showing some pictures -broken legs, faces no eyes, cut hand. I thought this would be me.
They still did not know that I knew they were going to kill me.
Somehow, I went to a room and had a short sex with a woman. (out of topic)
Then, I continued my journey of escape.
At one point, the event at hotel ended. I wasn't sure what event was that. They were packing things to van. They were leaving. It was coming to night. So, I might be killed after leaving.
I avoided to stay contact with anyone from the group. In some way, I hid myself in a room up stair.
Later, I found a back door staircase. I did not know that the door at down stair was open or not. As I was walking towards the staircase, I heard some noise. It was them. They were looking at me.
I ran.
I opened my eyes, I was in a familiar room. It was dawn, seeing a light sun shined through my window. I realized that all these were a dream.
It was like I worked for a group of people. I think I worked for them. I followed them to a new place, I never know that place. I started working there. I was happy.
I found out that they wanted to kill me at night time. I was working. They didn't know that I knew. So, I was trying very hard to escape.
They had a tight monitor on me, so that I would be in their supervision.
In some way, I went to a shopping complex. I tried to SMS one of my ipoh church member.
"I'm going to be killed tonight. This is no joke. Pls check on me. If I don reply in an hour, pls call police" this is what I wanted to send.
I was trying to find a hidden place to text. So, I went to a book shop, and found quite-tall book shelfs. I went between them. I squad down, pretending I'm reading book, but actually typing message. However, while I was one the third or forth word, I was found by them, the group of people. Immediately, I deleted what I had wrote.
They insisted to look at my phone.
They grabbed it. They smiled. I wasn't sure what was going on. I looked back my phone, and realized that they were reading a message I received from a girl. They thought she was my girlfriend, actually she was not.
I couldn't go anywhere else.
In some way, I went to a hotel. People having buffet. I'm not a waiter, but I pretended to take glasses. There was a friend of mine, same like me -caught by the group of people. It was just that he still had not known the inside motif of the group.
I whispered to him, "They are going to kill me tonight." His eyes opened big. I walked off, took the glasses away, not wanting people to know that we talked.
In some way, I went to a cafe in a shopping complex. I saw one of my Ipoh sunday school teacher/Sabah pastor. He was in a conversation with two people.
I called him out. He picked up the phone, and excused himself from the conversation. I told him my situation. He was just sitting a table next to me. It is just because I don't want people to know that I connect to others, I phoned him.
I doubt that he believed in me, but, of course I hoped that he believed.
Again, I was caught again by the group of people. He asked for my phone again. This time, I insist to have my privacy. I think they guessed what I mean, after they caught me "wrong" last time. They still standing there. I smiled and I moved away.
Later, the group leader came to me, showing some pictures -broken legs, faces no eyes, cut hand. I thought this would be me.
They still did not know that I knew they were going to kill me.
Somehow, I went to a room and had a short sex with a woman. (out of topic)
Then, I continued my journey of escape.
At one point, the event at hotel ended. I wasn't sure what event was that. They were packing things to van. They were leaving. It was coming to night. So, I might be killed after leaving.
I avoided to stay contact with anyone from the group. In some way, I hid myself in a room up stair.
Later, I found a back door staircase. I did not know that the door at down stair was open or not. As I was walking towards the staircase, I heard some noise. It was them. They were looking at me.
I ran.
I opened my eyes, I was in a familiar room. It was dawn, seeing a light sun shined through my window. I realized that all these were a dream.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Bye bye
It is like seeing a girl in front, but cannot love her. She is just standing not too far away, with some few other guys. It is just like that.
The girl is just an illustration.
My faculty is organizing a field trip to Bali for 7 days at the end of this month. It is always nice to go oversea. Yet, I know I can't go this time.
The cost is RM1800 including accommodation, foods, transport, and air tickets. How much work do my parents need to work to earn that amount of money? Moreover, this trip doesn't worth that amount.
It is like how I missed my standard 6 school trip to Malacca and Singapore. RM360 was the fee.
It is just a memory that I would miss. By the way, I can go after I work, can't I?
Ouuhh ...
The girl is just an illustration.
My faculty is organizing a field trip to Bali for 7 days at the end of this month. It is always nice to go oversea. Yet, I know I can't go this time.
The cost is RM1800 including accommodation, foods, transport, and air tickets. How much work do my parents need to work to earn that amount of money? Moreover, this trip doesn't worth that amount.
It is like how I missed my standard 6 school trip to Malacca and Singapore. RM360 was the fee.
It is just a memory that I would miss. By the way, I can go after I work, can't I?
Ouuhh ...
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Glory to God
Moving out to stay in other place, I need table, chair and a mattress.
I asked price for these 3 -comfortable one cost me about RM330. If I get a more simple mattress, then the total cost would be RM250.
Then I asked Lord to give me cheaper price.
Just one day before I move, few minutes before I go to shop to confirm buying these 3, my brother SMS-me. He said he was in KL. I was "uhh..."
So, he had bring my father's car to here, that he could send me his table, chair and mattress.
I was "wahh..."
The total cost became zero.
What can I say if not "Praise the Lord!"
I asked price for these 3 -comfortable one cost me about RM330. If I get a more simple mattress, then the total cost would be RM250.
Then I asked Lord to give me cheaper price.
Just one day before I move, few minutes before I go to shop to confirm buying these 3, my brother SMS-me. He said he was in KL. I was "uhh..."
So, he had bring my father's car to here, that he could send me his table, chair and mattress.
I was "wahh..."
The total cost became zero.
What can I say if not "Praise the Lord!"
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