<?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-15673067</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:35:27.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth of KayBeeSee</title><subtitle type='html'>.:A place for KBC youth to encourage one other through Christ:.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-1408835771800181972</id><published>2008-12-09T11:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:55:03.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's next?</title><content type='html'>Now that no one is reading this site anymore, i guess its safe to post something without any fear.. haha... crap! Anyway, its the end of of 2008 (the last post was beginning of 2008? yeah, this site is zzzzz .....) and it has been a good year. Gee.. i don't even know why I'm writing here on this site.. maybe its just that I took the whole week off from work and i have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people might or might not know that I've reached a quarter of a century (its not bad as it sounds... just 25 only =&gt;) and you know what? God is still not done with me and He won't be done with me until the very end.  Its amazing how God really wants to be in my life despite how I tend to neglect him. You can't say 'God 25 years with you is enough, i know enough about you already. let me go my way'. Though you're free to choose but God won't let you go so easily. Besides God has so much to offer... i think after 50 years also God still will amaze you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get older, you know la.. there are more responsibilities and you'll be more busy but still its no excuse to not spend time with the person who cares for you the most. I'll admit that its a challenge to spend time with God consistently. Some of you will be moving on to college and some might be joining working field, basically 2009 will be a new year for you with new experiences but do remember to continue to keep God in the picture and one day.. when your time has come you can proudly say ' God , we had a great relationship and I can't wait to see what's next in stored for me. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for anyone who will read this post (quite unlikely though =Þ) and not read this post, keep the flame burning and extend the love of Jesus and have a great 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-1408835771800181972?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/1408835771800181972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=1408835771800181972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/1408835771800181972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/1408835771800181972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11382032687982967137</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-15673067.post-1608842500550874036</id><published>2008-01-09T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T17:49:36.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, hey, everyone ... It's 2008!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to 2008! This is Shannon posting here, so I really have no idea if anyone is still reading this blog, but we'll see what happens and how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to announce Xtenders is starting our youth meetings again this coming Saturday, 12 January 2008, so do pass the word around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in store for the year? Hmm ... let's see, we'll give you a better sneak preview this Saturday but  in a nutshell, I guess we're going to focus on really getting to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; God. Not just know about Him, but KNOW Him in a truly life changing way. Sounds pretty basic, right? Well, you're absolutely correct - we are going back to the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last post on this blog was January 2007. Hopefully, we can make use of this place to share going ons and announcements, pics, stuff we're learning and experiencing, and reach our dark and dying world with the love and truth that is found only in Christ alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, people. Hope to see you. You can e-mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:ngshanj@gmail.com"&gt;ngshanj@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; if you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-1608842500550874036?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/1608842500550874036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=1608842500550874036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/1608842500550874036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/1608842500550874036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-hey-everyone-its-2008.html' title='Hey, hey, everyone ... It&apos;s 2008!'/><author><name>Shannon Ng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pztj1qOIues/SruL416anAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6-ETyF9ixzE/S220/P1010114.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-5444598448569223187</id><published>2007-01-05T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:45:38.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blessed new year to all you peeps out there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Join us for youth this saturday for a fresh new start and a fresh new beginning!!!hehehe...!! wait...its tomorrow!!so..what are you waiting for???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...this is for all you peeps from the youngest generation to the oldestgeneration...if you think you wanna be a youth or if you are a youth...then why not join us rite???so....see you peeps this saturday..i mean tomorrow at 4pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what we people did in year 2006..erm..last year??hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkU1IwOEKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0G9v4BA30G0/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015062563169112226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkU1IwOEKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0G9v4BA30G0/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;church choir 2006 at klang parade..awesome..!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkVi4wOELI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6y35kYLn5sQ/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015063349148127410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkVi4wOELI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6y35kYLn5sQ/s320/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; visit to crisis home...we are currently involve in a project called Project Love..to show those peeps there that we care for them!!update on that soon!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkWdYwOEMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Y5jiKvAx0Ws/s1600-h/kenosis+home+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015064354170474690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkWdYwOEMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Y5jiKvAx0Ws/s320/kenosis+home+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; visit to kenosis home...somewhere in the beginning of 2006...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkXQowOENI/AAAAAAAAAAk/UE_HXHFOdF8/s1600-h/kelvin"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015065234638770386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkXQowOENI/AAAAAAAAAAk/UE_HXHFOdF8/s320/kelvin%27s+farewell+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kelvin's farewell party...we do miss him don't we???heheh..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZ4AyZm8C9I/AAAAAAAAADo/yGx8Fn7JBaU/s1600-h/my+stay+in+reading+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016447900804975570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZ4AyZm8C9I/AAAAAAAAADo/yGx8Fn7JBaU/s320/my+stay+in+reading+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;swee yin's farewell...missing her already..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkZOIwOEOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/c2DI2LOlIrA/s1600-h/IMG_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015067390712352994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkZOIwOEOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/c2DI2LOlIrA/s320/IMG_0541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yup...remember the cooking competition??hehe...these were all the food produced by us!!our parents should be proud of us eh??hahah...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkaS4wOEPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lnzAHNgoKQ8/s1600-h/IMG_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015068571828359410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkaS4wOEPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/lnzAHNgoKQ8/s320/IMG_0946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; caroling is our yearly programme...we had so much fun caroling rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkbUowOEQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hk2SzhmQ_CY/s1600-h/IMG_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015069701404758274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkbUowOEQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hk2SzhmQ_CY/s320/IMG_0996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; christmas presentation by our young xtender's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZ4CTpm8C-I/AAAAAAAAADw/8S32z_HxNqw/s1600-h/P6040970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016449571547253730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZ4CTpm8C-I/AAAAAAAAADw/8S32z_HxNqw/s320/P6040970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;church camp at golden sands, port dickson..great one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so...now...I WOULD LIKE TO PRESENT TO YOU....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THE XTENDER'S OF KLANG BAPTIST CHURCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZ4CuZm8C_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/1EkiC1UcDls/s1600-h/non.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016450031108754418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gNfSukoadgc/RZ4CuZm8C_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/1EkiC1UcDls/s400/non.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WE LIVE TO EXTEND GOD'S LOVE TO YOU PEEPS OUT THERE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool picture yea??hehe..took me almost 3 complete days to cut-copy-paste and fit all the pictures properly...so sorry to those whoever whose face isn't in this picture...i could only find these pictures in my comp..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR??Join in the fun as we take you through a journey of joy and excitement with Jesus!! SEE YA TOMORROW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*swee vien...signing out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-5444598448569223187?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/5444598448569223187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=5444598448569223187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/5444598448569223187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/5444598448569223187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2007/01/blessed-new-year-to-all-you-peeps-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ashlynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787407022622546090</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/_gNfSukoadgc/RZkU1IwOEKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0G9v4BA30G0/s72-c/IMG_0751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-116460653470193772</id><published>2006-11-27T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T14:19:54.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COOKING COMPETITION A.K.A SLEEPOVER...</title><content type='html'>HEY YOU PEOPLE!!!I'M BACK!!!HAHAHAHAHHA...but then again...&lt;br /&gt;no 1.Does anyone read this blog?ahhaah...&lt;br /&gt;anyway..i bet you guys know who am i rite??ahahha...and i'm not vain ok!!!ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;but...hahaa..i dunno why..but i just feel like putting one of my pictures!!ahhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6971/1424/1600/366661/IMG_0535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6971/1424/320/397592/IMG_0535.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okok...enough bout me..ahahah..&lt;br /&gt;ahhaa...ok...update for youth!!!heehe&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday..25th november...we had a blast rite???hahaha..good for all of you people that participated!!!ahhaha..all the food...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;...who can resist it!!haaha..well...too bad for you people who did not come..haha...u people missed it man!!SERIOUS!!hahah..&lt;br /&gt;ok..first..we had praise and worship...jenn worship led...then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GAMES&lt;/span&gt;!!we played some psychiatrist game...and we had a FUN time kenakan-ing PHILIP!!hahaha...its like everyone is a disease...and the person standing in the middle is suppose to guess what disease it is..and philip was like bengang coz we created some stupid disease he couldn't guess..hahaa..but at last he got it..after dunno how long..ahah...okla..THUMBS UP to you!haah..&lt;br /&gt;then,...the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; competition&lt;/span&gt; begun...hahahhaa....first was the appetizers..then main dish followed by dessert...and our 3 honourable judges was aunty Karen, Siew Ling and Shanon!!hhaaa...bet they had an awesome time feasting first!!haha..we ok not me..everyone was like so hungry coz we had 2 wait for the judges to finish judging..by the time it was like..9??&lt;br /&gt;haha...then after that we finally ate...ahhaha...FOOOD!!hahah..great food man!!ahha..all kinds of food...after that...&lt;br /&gt;the results.....ahahhaha..guess wat???I WON!!lalalallaala...okokla..got 3 top winners...me..sam and lydia..i made some &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nyonya food&lt;/span&gt;..sam bake a&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; cake&lt;/span&gt;..and lydia made some &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kebab&lt;/span&gt; thing i think..yupz...&lt;br /&gt;so..after that...we watch some movie..MADAGASCAR..*i like to move it move it..you like to???MOVE IT!!*..ahha..ok...i'm being lame.haha..&lt;br /&gt;yup..then clean up..and i went home coz of some personal reasons!!haaaahaha..so..that's bout it...i think they had fun talking??hahaha...they slept bout 3???haha...okok...don wanna syok myself already...so..this is swee vien..signing of...*swee vien out*ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note..ahha...don mind my lameness...coz i have not blog for dunno how long..haaaha..and..btw..hahaha...it seems like i'm blogging for my own blog..hahaha.whoops!ahaaha..ok..i'm being lame again..haha..and i'm gonna put some pictures up soon..coz i don know what happen to my freakin streamyx..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116460653470193772?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116460653470193772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116460653470193772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116460653470193772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116460653470193772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/11/cooking-competition-aka-sleepover.html' title='COOKING COMPETITION A.K.A SLEEPOVER...'/><author><name>ashlynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12787407022622546090</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-15673067.post-116368021406880716</id><published>2006-11-16T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T20:30:14.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xtenders in action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hey all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've been wanting to, *ahem* write something meaningful for sometime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, although hardly anyone posts, except people like me who wouldn't mind talking to walls or trees, i sure hope you guys still visit this blog once in awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And here's what i propose, ready? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I thought it might be nice, if i posted some stuff we could pray for during the week. Of course, feel free to post anything else, and any prayer requests too. But even if no one does, would you guys visit at least once two weeks and pray with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'n definitely no prayer freak, but last week's session on mission led by Uncle Arthur definitely got me thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Remenber what he said about, our roles in mission?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's not a call to only certain people. All of us, are called to fulfill the Great Commission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And, of course, circumstances doesn't always allow us to go for overseas missions and stuff like that. Prayer was mentioned, as one way for us to reach out to people beyond our reach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cool eh? ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well let me share an experience too, that i had shortly after the Crisis Home visit. My sis and i went, together with a group to an old folks home, called Ci Hang old folks home. It is a buddhist home, housing about 100 old folks, i think. Their schedule is something like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Buddhist meditations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Some exercise/free time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Buddhist meditations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wel, i can't remember, but all i know is that, the Buddhist teachings are the core of their activities. And i felt depressed, cause, these old people seem trapped there, and i felt lost for them, and there was almost no way for the good news to reach them because hardly anyone visits them, and like i said, the home is very Buddhist centered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What we did over there was perform for them, provide them with a good lunch, and of course, talk with them. They really love talking. They're even tell you their stories about when the Japs occupied the place and all. Haha, now i know where the term Grandma stories came about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There was one man, when given a gift, he cried. I just realised then, how much they needed to be love, and how much they lack the greatest Love. And how hard it is for them to know about this Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So, that inspired me to just pray for them. I don't know how else to reach out, because i can't go there on my own, and they are somewhat "protected" with the Buddhism that is so much a part of their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So there, our first prayer item. Yes? Please comment, to let me know if you're gonna keep Ci Hang in prayer. Also, we could remember Crisis Home, and Project Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It may be a small thing to do, with great effect, so, lets Xtend our prayers and make a difference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Amen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116368021406880716?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116368021406880716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116368021406880716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116368021406880716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116368021406880716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/11/xtenders-in-action.html' title='Xtenders in action!'/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-116298246105243897</id><published>2006-11-08T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T18:41:01.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dadada</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hi guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well how's everyone doing? I've been doing awesome much good. My lecturer in business class is giving us exams every two weeks! So, i know alot of you guys are having holidays but DON'T mention it to me. It's an extremely sensitive issue, until december, okay? Then we can holiday together. Yay! It's called together-gether-ness. It's a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh well. Uhm my sis just gave me a lecture on writing nonsense in our youth blog. Sorry guys! I love you all much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116298246105243897?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116298246105243897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116298246105243897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116298246105243897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116298246105243897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/11/dadada.html' title='Dadada'/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-116291089059112293</id><published>2006-11-07T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:48:11.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Clarification and Apologies</title><content type='html'>As the moderator of this blog, I think I need to say a few things. Firstly, I apologize for not supervising the chatbox as much as I should. It is true it's risky as anybody on the this planet with internet connection can say basically anything they like. And though I did delete posts with irrelevant insults and profanity, someone still ranted their fourletterwordsfornoapparentreason and I didn't notice it. For that, I apologize if you feel offended in finding a swear word on a "Christian" blog. (whatever that means)&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided to totally get rid of the chatbox. If it doesn't edify anyone, and only insults people, why bother? If you've got feedback for us, feel free to comment. You comment anonymously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, although I have a sitemeter put up on the blog, the number of visitors are decreasing steadily. And to be frank, I don't know why those few still come when there's basically nothing to read. So please, for those of you who are members of this blog, BLOG! And I meant that as a verb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the 'anonymous' who used to be in KBC and who knows Ps Jerry: Sorry you got the impression that our youth uses foul words all the time. We do not. I'm sure Ps Jerry will vouch for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I'll wait till December for a volunteer to be the moderator of this blog, whose job will include making sure the blog is updated regularly, announcements posted, new layout, and yeah, moderate the site. If not, we might consider just shutting down the site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, &lt;br /&gt;m-R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116291089059112293?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116291089059112293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116291089059112293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116291089059112293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116291089059112293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-clarification-and-apologies.html' title='Some Clarification and Apologies'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-116178896168570883</id><published>2006-10-25T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:09:22.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But chinese dramas are fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Since no ones gonna write much, you people have to hear from the same old bloggers again. Namely, me, me, and me. Hahah okay i admit lar, i haven't blogged much too. But you guys haven't blogged AT ALL! It's fun to read new posts, so just post anything at all. It could be anything. Like, how you spilled tomato sauce on your shoe and dirtied the mall's marble floor. Or how you planned to stick chewing gum on your teacher's drawers. Or what God did for you, or someone else this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Well anyway, today was the visitation to Crisis Home. It wasn't bad at all, except for the heat. Okay, i must learn to suffer more. Apart from that, everyone put up a good effort getting to know the people there, i must say, considering the biggest barrier, - the language barrier. I have always struggled with language barriers. I hate it when i've so much to say, but it gets stuck at the tip of my tongue, just when i thought the chinese sentences would flow like honey on pudding. How'm i supposed to know watching chinese dramas wouldn't help, huh? Heeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;But yeah, it's really not easy. And i didn't want us sticking to the english-speaking folks but really, once you've found your english-speaking buddy, you tend to stick there. Man i need to spend more time with my Ah ma and Poh Poh. Not being able to speak chinese, i think, did make some of us think twice about going around and trying to speak to these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;But having all said, i'm sure language barriers, are no sweat to God. His love doesn't need to rely on good chinese speakers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;All that's required is that we truly care, and truly mean to extend our love, to these people, our brothers in Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So i guess not being able to speak their language should not discourage us, rather, we should take the opportunity to let His love shine brighter, and for our actions to do the talking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;To all who didn't go for the visit, come for the next one! You'll see why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Moral of the story: Spend more time with your grandparents, not watching chinese serial dramas. Mm hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116178896168570883?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116178896168570883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116178896168570883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116178896168570883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116178896168570883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/10/but-chinese-dramas-are-fun.html' title='But chinese dramas are fun'/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-116124292213954674</id><published>2006-10-19T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T15:28:42.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Debatable topic~</title><content type='html'>S. vien suggested we talk about homosexuality.. she said its a big "NO".... what say the others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116124292213954674?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116124292213954674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116124292213954674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116124292213954674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116124292213954674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/10/debatable-topic_19.html' title='~Debatable topic~'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-116124290641671819</id><published>2006-10-19T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T15:28:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Debatable topic~</title><content type='html'>S. vien suggested we talk about homosexuality.. she said its a big "NO".... what say the others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116124290641671819?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116124290641671819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116124290641671819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116124290641671819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116124290641671819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/10/debatable-topic.html' title='~Debatable topic~'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-116124258219459432</id><published>2006-10-19T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T15:23:02.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitation to Crisis Home</title><content type='html'>It has been proposed that we visit Crisis Home once again. I called Uncle Harry- the person in charge of the house. He said we can come over, js need to tell him wat we plan to do..Below are the details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 25th(Wed) Oct 2006&lt;br /&gt;Time: 10am&lt;br /&gt;Venue: if not mistaken its in Tmn OUG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to knw the number of ppl attending. This would determine the activities and transportation on that day. So please inform me ASAP.. A number of ppl have ady confirmed with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outsiders are welcome..We just want to xtend God's love to these ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: alicia teng a.k.a ultrawoman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116124258219459432?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116124258219459432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116124258219459432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116124258219459432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116124258219459432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/10/visitation-to-crisis-home.html' title='Visitation to Crisis Home'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-116031062061971862</id><published>2006-10-08T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:30:20.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk His Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://footstoolplayers.com/pics/walkhistrail_big.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://footstoolplayers.com/pics/walkhistrail_big.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I highly recommend you all go for this. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They will be performing at Wesley Methodist Church Klang this weekend (14th and 15th October). No excuse about not knowing how to get there. No tickets/booking required. Check out the site for more information: &lt;a href="http://footstoolplayers.com/current.htm"&gt;http://footstoolplayers.com/current.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;PS. It's a drama performance in case you still have no clue what I'm going on about. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116031062061971862?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116031062061971862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116031062061971862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116031062061971862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116031062061971862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/10/walk-his-trail.html' title='Walk His Trail'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-116002384125621189</id><published>2006-10-05T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T15:26:56.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT DO YOU THINK?</title><content type='html'>hey people... what do you think about this idea??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To revive this blog again was thinking of posting a debatable topic and then see what we all as Xtenders think about it.. ie, Do you think homesexuality is allowed in God's sight ??&lt;br /&gt;anyone can give any comments and even relate with bible verses to further strengthen your comments.&lt;br /&gt;the debate/ comments would be under the 'comments' section.. meaning to debate the question js post a comment.. or would you all prefer for it to be as another posting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so any feedback??? once i see there's an interest, i'll take that as a green light......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-116002384125621189?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/116002384125621189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=116002384125621189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116002384125621189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/116002384125621189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-do-you-think.html' title='WHAT DO YOU THINK?'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-115771445792311721</id><published>2006-09-08T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:20:57.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There's a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Everyone hardly ever posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Busy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nothing to post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just say things like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Balalalala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-115771445792311721?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/115771445792311721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=115771445792311721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115771445792311721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115771445792311721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/09/theres-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-115729574841326305</id><published>2006-09-03T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:02:28.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing</title><content type='html'>We will be organizing a trip on the 1st of October 2006, Sunday afternoon to the following event. Please sign up by writing your name on the youth board by next Sunday (10 September 2006). Tickets will probably be Rm35 - RM 45. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary-Ruth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Gospel According to Luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Actors Studio Bangsar&lt;br /&gt;Date: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Tue 12 - Sun 17 Sep, then from Tue 26 Sep - Sun 1 Oct 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Tue - Thu: RM60/ RM50/ RM35; Fri - Sun night shows: RM70/ RM60/ RM45; Sat &amp; Sun day shows: RM45/ RM35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;St Luke's Gospel in 90 minutes. In a truly compelling performance, &lt;b&gt;Bruce Kuhn&lt;/b&gt; will transport you to the days when Christ walked the earth, presented with the urgency and humour of someone who was actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Having memorised word for the word the authorised King James Version of the gospel, Bruce will recount the tale of Christ - alone on stage, sans props or sets and dressed in modern, casual clothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bruce Kuhn has performed on Broadway (Les Misérables) and in repertory theatre (Actor's Theatre of Louisville). He now tours his one man shows Luke (in KJV), Acts (in The Message), Tales of Tolstoy, and Cotton Patch Gospel to universities and churches across North America and Europe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;He has partnered with Michael Green and Franklin Graham and has taught storytelling in nine countries and two seminaries (including Oxford University). He is father to Frits (6) and Juliette (4), and husband to Hetty, a landscape artist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Presented by Gardner &amp;amp; Wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, go to&lt;a href="http://gardnerandwife.com/06_gospel.asp#show" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; gardnerandwife.com/06_gospel&lt;wbr&gt;.asp#show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-115729574841326305?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/115729574841326305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=115729574841326305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115729574841326305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115729574841326305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/09/outing.html' title='Outing'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-115618603534998508</id><published>2006-08-22T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T22:35:13.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Hands saved Me: He is Mighty to Save</title><content type='html'>As I ponder on Zephaniah 3:17...God is Trully mighty to save. God was trully with me all da way. Was on da way back frm Campus camp as we when up to Gentings to sent Pei Teng with 2 cars. Ps ryan, Jefrey, Pei Teng and Calvin Tay was in the first car...Me and Aaron was in the car tailing calvin's car. As come to recall the full incident, the journey up to Gentings was rather quiet.. me and Aaron was quiet all da way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we turn at a curve our car struck something and car oversteer, hit the monsoon drain devider and turtled on the left side into the drain and skidded a few meters. Everything happens so fast, we were virtually hanging on our seatbeats. My first reaction was need to get out of the car. There was no time to panic. As I realease my safety belt I fell...at the same time..Aaron was right above me,..tried to open the driver's door but was stuck due to the dent. Then we tried to open the window but the car power is turned off. On the cars power and "thanked God" the window opens. I changed my position as my back faces the front windscreen.. I smelled fuel.. started to pray that the car will not blow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time Ps Ryan was running down to check on us. Aaron is the first to get out, then me. It was a bit hard to climb out, I have to step on the steering wheel to get out. We did'nt know how bad was the accident till we get out of the car. The car coolent was leaking out. The front and back windshield, and left passenget screen shattered badly. the front was badly damage, the tyre was blown, the rim is totaly dent. left side of the body was badly scratch and dented. Due to shattered glass my left arm was hurt with some cuts. Blood was dripping..got unto my pants and tshirt and a little on Aarons pants"sorry Aaron". Thanked Pei Teng for treating my wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some driveby's stop to help" Thank You". Everything was ok...The tow truck came and mange to pull the car out, then we proceed to Gohtong Jaya police station to make a report. The car sent to Subang..the car's insurance covered it all..so no worries...thanked God for that. Elder Kien Yak came to bring back the Instruments that were in Aarons car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really, really gratefull and thankfull that God was there. He was with us all the way. He actually cushioned the whole impact. The impact was rather mild. God smoothened everything till we got back Home. Thinking again...my birthday in actually in a weeks time...and I faced a near Death experience. Thanked God for keeping me calm and alert and to react fast. It was a blessing in disguised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I asked God...everything happens for a reason, especially this. I asked God what was the reason I when through this ordeal. It was silence..till today when Dr Ee said ..God loves me very much. Wow God loves me so much... that He protected me frm harm's way. Thank You God for saving me for I know You love me, like You love Jesus. Thank You for this experience that I learn something frm it. I don't know how to thank you, frm deep down of my heart, praise be Your name, for You have save me frm the lions den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You!!! Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-115618603534998508?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/115618603534998508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=115618603534998508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115618603534998508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115618603534998508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/08/gods-hands-saved-me-he-is-mighty-to.html' title='God&apos;s Hands saved Me: He is Mighty to Save'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-115238559598844238</id><published>2006-07-09T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T03:11:18.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Events!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/icon_emerge_roll.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="80" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/320/icon_emerge_roll.png" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. EMERGE Conference Malaysia 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 - 31 August&lt;br /&gt;Sunway Convention Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More updates Coming Soon!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 493px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="85" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/320/qwert.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. IMPACT Conference 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20-26 August@ SIBKL more info?? pls see your respective Youth cell Leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-115238559598844238?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/115238559598844238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=115238559598844238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115238559598844238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115238559598844238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/07/upcoming-events.html' title='Upcoming Events!!'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-115238350655601740</id><published>2006-07-09T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:39:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Klang CF Rally 2006:Chapte 2 Report</title><content type='html'>This year's theme is called Chapter 2: chapter 2 is about the second chapter of your life. It's about turning over a new leaf through Jesus. it's about making your life more purposeful with Jesus in our Hearts. leaving the old behind, recieving the new life when you recieve Jesus into our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rally is held at the Hin Hua High School Auditorium. The Hall was packed with school student from all over klang. The event started at 7pm with the worship leaders making an entrance from the back of the auditorium. Worship started with a blast!! frm our very own KBC you'fer Priscilla!!. it was followed by a ballet performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the sketch came with some Malaysian comedy!!! about Chapter 2. The hip hop dance frm La salle school sweep the floor of Hin Hua. Between each performances a video was shown about testimonies about how the rally has chasnged their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker was Sean Prasad, a klangite too!! he speak about the passionate Jesus that wants to connect with us. Ps sean spoke about his lifes experiences from chapter 1 to chapter 2 of his life and the message touch lifes. About 36 souls was safe through the mercy and grace of Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for those who missed this year's Rally, don't be sad, there will be next Year 2007. Continue to pray as anation for lifes to be touch and lifes to be safe. Pray for this nation that people would rise up as a nation. Proclaiming and fulfilling the plans of God for Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-115238350655601740?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/115238350655601740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=115238350655601740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115238350655601740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115238350655601740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/07/klang-cf-rally-2006chapte-2-report.html' title='Klang CF Rally 2006:Chapte 2 Report'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-115202123493949749</id><published>2006-07-04T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:54:04.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Klang CF Rally</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/320/Picture%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Klang Inter School CF Rally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Venue: Hin Hua High School Auditorium &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Date: 8" July 2006 ( This Sat )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time: 6.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KBC Youth'fers please be punctual at the venue. If anyone requires transportation,  pls do Contact me &lt;a href="mailto:raykhor2004@yahoo.com.au"&gt;raykhor2004@yahoo.com.au&lt;/a&gt; or contact Eugene Chin (Youth President) or any of your Group Leaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-115202123493949749?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/115202123493949749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=115202123493949749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115202123493949749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/115202123493949749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/07/klang-cf-rally.html' title='Klang CF Rally'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114943751725785898</id><published>2006-06-05T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:11:57.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIB KL Youth Conference</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.existconference.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; of the  SIB KL Youth Conference in August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114943751725785898?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114943751725785898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114943751725785898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114943751725785898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114943751725785898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/06/sib-kl-youth-conference.html' title='SIB KL Youth Conference'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114806264461180734</id><published>2006-05-20T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T02:23:17.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcements</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember the magazine Phases? They don't publish anymore but they now have an e-zine called PhasesOnline. Check it out &lt;a href="www.phasesonline.net"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also, we'll be visiting Morning Glory Home next Saturday (27th May), which is affilliated with Kenosis Home. Come, okay?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The new name chosen for our youth is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Extenders&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Church camp is in 2 weeks time, 1st to 4th June 2006 at Golden Sands, PD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Alicia is in the States with Jaclynn for a month since Monday, so if you want anything, faster email her to get it. Heh heh heh heh. She's gonna kill me when she sees this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember to read up on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Genesis&lt;/span&gt;, as our the bible quiz on it will be in August.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;m-R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114806264461180734?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114806264461180734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114806264461180734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114806264461180734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114806264461180734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/05/announcements.html' title='Announcements'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114686651947305731</id><published>2006-05-06T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T06:18:43.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Relax Lah...</title><content type='html'>Here are some sayings from the poster on my wall that I thought I'd share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- act out your favorite dialogue in a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- attempt to write really bad and corny and mushy poetry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- accompany a yawn with a good stretch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- take arty black and white photos of insignificant subjects and frame them up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- blow bubbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Let yourself laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do your quiet time on the balcony at sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pray for super kiasu people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to say "Thank You, God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do not drown yourself in perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stargaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR, you can do this ----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/400/grays%20lake%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;get set....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JUMP !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/400/grays%20lake%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: somehow my jacket flew off as well... ahahah.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) Enjoy the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114686651947305731?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114686651947305731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114686651947305731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114686651947305731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114686651947305731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-relax-lah.html' title='Just Relax Lah...'/><author><name>Girl Wonder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707531696769435985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxGuSguvcH4/TKKExOxPCjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DbqzJI63CBc/S220/IMG_7180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114641523278709878</id><published>2006-05-01T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:40:32.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Worship song: Holy is the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="Title" style="FONT: bold 11px verdana"&gt;&lt;a class="hov" style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 2px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: black 2px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: black 2px solid; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 2px solid" href="http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/c/chris_tomlin/holy_is_the_lord.html" target="_blank"&gt;HOLY IS THE LORD (Chris Tomlin) &lt;p&gt;&lt;embed name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/c/chris_tomlin/holy_is_the_lord_165486.asx" width="500" height="400" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="true" showcontrols="1" showstatusbar="0" loop="true" enablecontextmenu="0" displaysize="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 3px 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://offering-christ.blogspot.com/"&gt;Video provided by Raykhor/ignite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 3px 0px"&gt;This song is based on Isaiah 6, where the Angels of worship called the seraphim, cried out&lt;br /&gt;"Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of host&lt;br /&gt;the whole earth is full of His glory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114641523278709878?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114641523278709878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114641523278709878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114641523278709878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114641523278709878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-worship-song-holy-is-lord.html' title='New Worship song: Holy is the Lord'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114619798128282405</id><published>2006-04-28T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:19:41.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams do come true..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;This is what happens when lecturers leave a 16 year old girl with lack of focus in front of the computer for too long with 5 typing assignments. On MSWord. (Yes, the lecturer did catch me doing this, and yes, i had to complete my assignments, still.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;[I need some pillows. For the opening ceremony. Of the market place. The chickens are not behaving. There is a rainbow. But it is green. In honour of jern. By the way of the fly. But you can't see it. Nor hear it. Just feel it. Follow your heart. Oh no, follow your senses. But when you have no sense, follow your nonsense. That'll help. Free from the wind, you can now drop. What nonsense. But why, it's nonsense? Huh? Its bit the same as allowance. Power points are used to cow up powers. Business latters are used to row the boat. Row, row , row you boat. Gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily, hey. Life is but a dream. I dreamed a dream. That I was dreaming. But in my dream, I wasn't dreaming. So, the question is, was I dreaming? I am feeling good. That's why. But why should I dream, then? Niss niss niss. She's feeling bliss. Cause she's typing like the breeze. But I'm down in the grease. Help me, please. Give me ice-cream, at least. But my worries will never cease. Cause I feel it coming, "you've failed, miss". But with my ice cream, I'll say with a hiss, "no one bothers me, not even a swarm of bees."]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;There we have it, the innermost desires of my heart. I've just exposed myself. But hey, you know what? It doesn't end there. What follows is a testimony to prove God knows my desires and grants them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tuesday, 25th April 2006:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Elselyn, Eunice and Jern were out food-hunting in Mid Valley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So, Jusco ended up our victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We hit the sushi counters first, then the promotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After a satisfying meal, all that we needed to complete the dinner was drink AND ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Back into Jusco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ah, strolling through the ice cream walkway, i could just hear it. Each tub was just calling out, desperately, for me to pick it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And then. *loses a breath* Niss saw it. The BASKIN ROBBINS refrigerator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But hey, knowing we can't afford it doesn't keep us from drooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And then. *loses another breath* We saw it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Half the refrigerator was filled with small tubs attached to big tubs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Meaning, Buy 1, get a small tub, about the size of 2/3 a coke can, FREE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's better is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The OTHER half of the refrigerator,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was FILLED with those little tubs, UNATTACHED to any big tubs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Each with a sticker labeled "FREE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*stops to breathe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Of course, we picked them up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And yes, examined them-every corner, every inch, looking for these words, "Terms and conditions apply."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After all, what's free? What more BASKIN ROBBINS ice-cream??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But no, it couldn't be found. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And we looked at each other, with an evil smirk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm SURE you know what we were thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And an immediate meeting was held there, that very moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We discussed the case, and considered every thing the cashier would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After 2 minutes, we decided WE COULD WIN THE CASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So, we headed for the counter, partly skeptical, partly confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I said, with the most serious face and tone i could put off, "Is this free?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The cashier looked blur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Super blur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And went, "Uh, okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After it registered, we quickly smiled and paid for our drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dashed out of Jusco and started giggling all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BELIEVE IT OR NOT, in 10 minutes we consumed RM35 worth of BASKIN ROBBINS, FREE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After some shopping, we went back for more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All in all, we took 7 little tubs, worth more than RM50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who says there isn't anything in the world free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;With God, anything is possible. Even free Baskin Robbins ice-cream. And no, i'm not talking about a miserable inch of ice-cream on a little pink spoon, but a tub containing about one and a half standard ice-cream scoops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114619798128282405?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114619798128282405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114619798128282405&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114619798128282405'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3476/1466/400/Murrieta%20California.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My love is patient and understanding in a world of intolerance.&lt;br /&gt;My love is tender and kind even when people are callous or indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;My love comforts in times of sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;My love consoles the lonely.&lt;br /&gt;My love brings clarity of mind to those who are confused,&lt;br /&gt;rest to the weary, help to the helpless,&lt;br /&gt;and renewed strength to those who feel they can't go on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My love brings peace in the midst of life's storms.&lt;br /&gt;My love can heal broken bodies.&lt;br /&gt;It can even soothe and mend broken hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My love melts away tension, worry, and strain.&lt;br /&gt;My love gives faith and courage in place of fear, hope in place of despair.&lt;br /&gt;My love is light and drives away the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;My love will descend to any depth to save, go to any length to rescue.&lt;br /&gt;My love knows no stopping place.&lt;br /&gt;There is no problem that My love can't overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is My special gift to you.&lt;br /&gt;It has always been there for you, and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take it now?&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/15673067-114593325869370574?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114593325869370574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114593325869370574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114593325869370574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114593325869370574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/04/from-jesus-with-love.html' title='From Jesus With Love'/><author><name>iamdhandsomest1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01028299914806047999</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-15673067.post-114473340996417847</id><published>2006-04-11T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T15:37:14.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/ignite-outreach_26.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 474px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="120" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/320/ignite-outreach_26.jpg" width="401" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114473340996417847?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114473340996417847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114473340996417847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114473340996417847'/><link rel='self' 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group..and we had 9 lanes....well...honestly...i've never bowled before..and probably some of the others hasn't bowled too..rite??hehhe....so..we were like amature's(did i get that rite?hehe) throwing the ball hoping for it to enter!!not masuk longkang!!hehe...&lt;br /&gt;some was supperr funny...they we like holding the ball..wanting to throw it but woops!!!it slipped out and drop!!hehe...mine too!!!(ok..now the whole world knows!!)..guess what??i really tak de tenaga that time..so i hold the ball...stationary...suddenly..DROP!!alamak!!!heheh...malunya!!!well...to the people that laughed at me...ish!!i really no energy dla..hehe...ok..continue,..&lt;br /&gt;the winner of the group was philip, sam, zoey and ann-louie!!congrats to u guys!!(but not fairla...u guys bowled!!!hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;second was ju-lyirn, rachel, prassan and charles!!congrats to u guys too!!( except prassan..he always shout my ball enter longkang!!and moz of them actually did!!!ish!!)&lt;br /&gt;best female was joyce!!congrats!!haha...she say dunno how to play mane tau menang!!and......i won second!!!woohoooo!!!from a nobody...to a somebody!!kakkakaak&lt;br /&gt;and..the best male was sam!!second was...our very own pastor!!!Pastor Jerry!!!yahoo!!!!hehehe...overall...it was awesome...everyone had a great time..rite????hehe..after that some of us wnet makan...the rest dunno dissapeard where..so...moz of all...thank God for the fun and fellowship that we had!!and thank sam too for organizing it!!&lt;br /&gt;*chao*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114451225558240417?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114451225558240417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Are you a goody kid?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday during the OT Class, my dad, for whatever-reason was reading from a RSV Bible, and as he read Exodus 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl compact="compact"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Now a man from the house of Levi went and took to wife a daughter of Levi. &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;The woman conceived and bore a son; and when she saw that he was a goodly child, she hid him three months. &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And when she could hide him no longer she took for him a basket made of bulrushes, and daubed it with bitumen and pitch; and she put the child in it and placed it among the reeds at the river's brink. &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;And his sister stood at a distance, to know what would be done to him. &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Now the daughter of Pharaoh came down to bathe at the river, and her maidens walked beside the river; she saw the basket among the reeds and sent her maid to fetch it.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; And yeah on and on.. the thing is, instead of reading 'goodly', he accidentally read 'goody', and honestly I nearly burst out LOUD laughing.. Moses was a goody child! :D  At first I thought my dad was trying to be funny, then I realized it was from the RSV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Goody kid. It's like the other day my friend was talking about the mammon teaching &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You cannot serve God and mammon." (Matthew 6:19-24 RSV) &lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt; We say that we serve  God but we are actually serving mammon; that is, materialism, wealth. &lt;b&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;, and I went like 'what??'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about different bible translations... Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114425780072305232?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114425780072305232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114425780072305232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114425780072305232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114425780072305232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/04/are-you-goody-kid.html' title='Are you a goody kid?'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114396879957673014</id><published>2006-04-02T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T17:06:39.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Life, Everlasting Punishment?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;To those of you who has the time, this is an interesting article i came across. No idea about its reliability but if what it says is true, it changes a whole lot of our fundamental beliefs. Please comment!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114396879957673014?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://users.aristotle.net/~bhuie/eternal.htm' title='Eternal Life, Everlasting Punishment?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114396879957673014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114396879957673014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114396879957673014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114396879957673014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/04/eternal-life-everlasting-punishment.html' title='Eternal Life, Everlasting Punishment?'/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-114386870676445373</id><published>2006-04-01T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T13:18:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testimony</title><content type='html'>this blog entry is to really just thank God for what He has done for me these past few weeks....my Sports Day was last Wednesday..and as usual im in the march past (perbarisan) again..4 consecutive years.. concerning this...God has answered many of my prayers....and yes, all glory be to God.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. when i was in form 1, i said '' i wanna hold a platoon by Form 5"&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; guess what, im now commander for the Sports Day perbarisan. the job was originally     Jaspreet's though..but then she couldnt make it for all practices...so she gave it to me.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. for 3 months i couldnt find enough ppl to join the platoon. though nearing the first march&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;practice i searched in the morning and afternoon everyday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day of practice..37 ppl turned up!!! i only needed 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. i prayed, "God, i hope my elites will respect and support me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they couldnt have been more encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.i prayed,"God, pls give me ideas for the formation".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to come up with a suitable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.i asked God to help me find uniforms for Form Sixers who didnt wanna buy new ones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.i asked my ex-commander to come back and help train us.and tht he wont be a strict terrifying dictator like last year.and for me to have the courage to stand up to him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt. and he managed to correct all our mistakes in just matter of a few hours and we have never been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.a day before rehearsal i realized that we lost our flag and couldnt come  up with a new one by rehearsal day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God helped us discover some green cloth in the cupboard tht morning and we could make a temporary one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.i prayed that my voice will be loud enough in the stadium and i wont be carried away by the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;wind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did just fine during rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.on the nite before the event...my junior called me and sed she didnt manage to buy the flag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my super-cunted teacher managed to borrow a flag fr another sch. at 11.45 at nite.whoa. miracle man....just mind-blowing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. after all the stress i just hope nothing else will go wrong.and i wanna get at least third.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth did..except maybe our marching was much worse than during rehearsal.BUT we managed to get..yup..THIRD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, God has been so faithful and gracious to me. it's just amazing. and all this while this verse i memorised helped me alot:&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:6-7Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition,with thanksgiving,present your requests to God;and the peace of God which transcends all understanding will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know most ppl dun like marching..but it means alot to me-lar ya..all glory be to GOd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114386870676445373?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114386870676445373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114386870676445373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114386870676445373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114386870676445373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/04/testimony.html' title='testimony'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144983339959183625</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-15673067.post-114373579690698773</id><published>2006-03-31T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:33:46.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Ache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A very thought-aching post from singer &lt;a href="http://www.chrisrice.com/blog/blog.php"&gt;Chris Rice's blog&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;m-R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="date-header"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday, November 05, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;               &lt;!-- Begin .post --&gt;   &lt;a name="113121736556982420"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;      FOUR-LETTER WORDS        &lt;/h3&gt;                &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;            "I'm a word guy.&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics are important.&lt;br /&gt;Story, conversation, linguistics, language.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so intrigued by all of it.&lt;br /&gt;I work hard to find a non-cliche way&lt;br /&gt;to make a point.  I do that so that&lt;br /&gt;my work will make sense to&lt;br /&gt;everybody--not just people&lt;br /&gt;who are like me."--Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uranium.webserverdns.com/%7Ecrice/blog/uploaded_images/rootbeer-748846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://uranium.webserverdns.com/%7Ecrice/blog/uploaded_images/rootbeer-746709.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a friend who serves tables at a local restaurant. She's really honest. We don't believe the same things, and we talk about it. We have great conversations. There are often some four-letter words mixed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hates serving the Sunday "after church" tables. They leave the biggest "%$#&amp;amp;" messes. They leave the smallest tips. And they always have a cute phrase like "Have a blessed day!" for her when they're walking out. Sometimes they leave her a tract. You know, one of those fake $20 bills that have the "gospel message" on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clever?  Witness?  No, just alienating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blessed?" She says. "If they wanted me to be 'blessed' (whatever that means), wouldn't they have a genuine conversation as if I'm a real person, or compliment me without that fake Christian smile, and leave me a tip that means something? I don't think THEY even know what 'blessed' means."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What 'blessed' means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a challenge for all of us. It's about our choice of words and our use of language. But I think you might be surprised by what I mean by that. Here's where the twist comes. Let's take a break for a little while from words like "bless," "ministry," "anointed," "secular," and "Christ-like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? What's wrong with these words? Absolutely nothing. They are just overused by one group of people. Everyone in the group knows what they mean, but anyone outside the club doesn't really understand. And we need practice using different words to communicate the same truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for a sweeping generalization. It's just a theory. I realize this doesn't apply to everybody, but enough of us to make a difference. And please don't be insulted. No insult is intended. Just consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've gotten so used to talking only to each other, that we have forgotten that our usual choice of words makes no sense outside of our circles. So, in order to practice using language that will communicate outside of our circles (just in case we ever talk to someone who isn't like us), we should learn to use different words with each other too. Just for practice. Just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been watching a movie and thought, "They could have made that same point without using all that bad language!" Have you ever thought that the overuse of bad language is a sign of weak, lousy dialogue? Is it possible that the overuse of ANY words, including good words, might be a sign of the same? Maybe WE, too, settle for 'default' language instead of being specific and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe WE could make the same point using different language, so that we don't alienate anyone. Maybe WE're too afraid of 'outsiders.' Maybe WE'd rather not have to mingle or make sense in their world. That mentality sadly misses the whole purpose of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We versus Them. No such thing. There's only We. "We" includes every messed up human on the planet (and if there happen to be any on the space station or in a space shuttle, they're included too.) Every human who needs to be connected to God. That's ALL of us! So, some are further along than others. Big deal. There's no Them. We are Them. Humans. Needy humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of communication, we need to start thinking this way.  No more code language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm a word guy. Lyrics are important. Story, conversation, linguistics, language. I'm so intrigued by all of it. I work hard to find a non-cliche way to make a point. I do that so that my work will make sense to everybody—not just people who are like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That takes work. It will take a little extra thought for all of us. We may have to be more creative. But it will be good for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need examples? Suppose my friend Jennifer bakes me a cake and brings it over when I'm sick. I could default to, "Jennifer, you're such a blessing to me." Or, I could say, "Jennifer, my tastebuds and I really enjoyed the cake. Thanks. It meant a lot to me.” That would be a little more specific, and creative, and human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you actually mean specifically when you compliment someone's 'ministry'? What other words would you use to describe something you feel is 'anointed'? Do radio stations in the real world call themselves 'secular'? Thought provoking, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to eliminate certain words from our vocabulary. I'm just compelled by my concern for 'outsiders' that we all use more appropriate language so that nobody misses out on a connection or communication because 'we' didn't realize 'they' don't know 'our' terminology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hoping people will be more aware of their choice of words. By the way, I like all those words. I understand them, and I use them. I just want to be hopefully more sensitive about it. That's why I'm even bringing it up, so we'll be more aware and sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stuff to think about.  Talk to your friends about it.  Hope it generates good discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, one more thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!          &lt;/div&gt;    posted by Chris at 1:02 pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114373579690698773?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114373579690698773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114373579690698773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114373579690698773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114373579690698773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/03/thought-ache.html' title='Thought Ache'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114363715055287073</id><published>2006-03-29T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:59:10.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This is to testify that after 2 whole days of working on a BANK LOAN ASSIGNMENT, wholly by God's grace, I'M STILL ALIVE. Wankamalanka! GHHEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114363715055287073?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114363715055287073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114363715055287073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114363715055287073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114363715055287073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-to-testify-that-after-2-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-114355042494049604</id><published>2006-03-28T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T20:53:44.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>Juicy honeyed chicken wings,&lt;br /&gt;sweet cold coleslaw,&lt;br /&gt;tasty fried spicy meehoon,&lt;br /&gt;grilled hotdogs, cool jelly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you salivating yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you are then you should come for our BBQ Nite on the 15th of April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, are you passionate about reaching out to your friends? See them come to know the Lord?..that they'll be your fellow bros and sis' in Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then all the better if you are &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;PASSIONATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;LIKE TO EAT&lt;/span&gt; as well, 'cos the event is an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Evangelistic BBQ Nite&lt;/span&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So start early, invite your friends. You have two weeks to invite them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More details and flyers coming your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; on Satur&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;. Hey, it rhymes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114355042494049604?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114355042494049604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114355042494049604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114355042494049604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114355042494049604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/03/bbq.html' title='BBQ'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114320749078835242</id><published>2006-03-24T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T21:39:47.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The UPpening rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ff99;"&gt;1. Wake Up !!Decide to have a good day."Today is the day the Lord hath made;let us rejoice and be glad in it."Psalms 118:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ff99;"&gt;2. Dress Up !!The best way to dress up is to put on a smile.A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks."The Lord does not look at the things man looks at.Man looks at outward appearance;but the Lord looks at the heart."I Samuel 16:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ff99;"&gt;3. Shut Up!!Say nice things and learn to listen.God gave us two ears and one mouth, so He musthave meantfor us to do twice as much listening as talking."He who guards his lips guards his soul."Proverbs 13:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ff99;"&gt;4. Stand Up!!...For what you believe in.Stand for something or you will fall for anything.."Let us not be weary in doing good; for at the propertime, we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good..."Galatians 6:9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ff99;"&gt;5. Look Up !!...To the Lord."I can do everything through Christ who strengthensme."Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ff99;"&gt;6. Reach Up !!...For something higher."Trust in the Lord with all your heart,and lean not unto your own understanding.In all your ways, acknowledge Him,and He will direct your path."Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ff99;"&gt;7. Lift Up !!...Your Prayers."Do not worry about anything;instead PRAY ABOUTEVERYTHING."Philippians 4:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114320749078835242?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114320749078835242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114320749078835242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114320749078835242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114320749078835242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/03/uppening-rules.html' title='The UPpening rules'/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-114304435077640794</id><published>2006-03-23T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T00:19:10.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling rowling rolling yeaH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/bowling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/bowling.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;DUDES we are going bowling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Come join us at our bowling competition.&lt;br /&gt;WhEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;8th April&lt;/span&gt; 2006, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;WhAT tiMe?&lt;br /&gt; 3.30pm&lt;br /&gt;WheRE on &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;EarTH&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;MegaLanes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sunway Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WhAT do I need TO bring?&lt;br /&gt;No brains or  prior experience in bowling needed.&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;Your body, clothes, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt; (or you might need to buy them later) needed though.&lt;br /&gt;Does IT cOst &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;MOney&lt;/span&gt;? Duh. Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;RM8, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for 2 games and shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIzeS for...&lt;br /&gt;BesT &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AlPha&lt;/span&gt; MalE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bEst&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;StronGest &lt;/span&gt;FemALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Win&lt;/span&gt;NiNG gRouP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more INFOrmation, text or CALL Sam Eng at 0166145162. (You can misscall him so he'll have to call back and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;waste his credit&lt;/span&gt;. Heh HEH heh Heh Heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: Mary-Ruth was a bit &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;high&lt;/span&gt; when putting up this announcement. She does not take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; accountability for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114304435077640794?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114304435077640794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114304435077640794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114304435077640794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114304435077640794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/03/bowling-rowling-rolling-yeah.html' title='Bowling rowling rolling yeaH!'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114301457185847166</id><published>2006-03-22T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T16:02:51.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIG National 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/gotspace06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GIG National 2006When?: fith5 to 8eight june of 2006&lt;br /&gt;Price$$ : 50 Individual and 40 group of 5ppl&lt;br /&gt;Cantact AYA@ &lt;a href="http://www.gigabyte.aya.org.my"&gt;www.gigabyte.aya.org.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online registration are also availableContact your local Church for Information&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114301457185847166?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114301457185847166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114301457185847166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114301457185847166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114301457185847166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/03/gig-national-2006.html' title='GIG National 2006'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-114190671948129391</id><published>2006-03-09T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:23:09.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go to toilet only when absolutely necessary!</title><content type='html'>I FOUND MY PASSWORD! haha actually it was my username that i got wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i just wanted to post something and i heard something really interesting on the radio this morning. Statistics show that an average person spends 3 WHOLE YEARS in the toilet during his/her entire lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;Then i started wondering, maybe when we get to heaven God looks at our life by years.&lt;br /&gt;And WHAT IF it happens like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chong Jern-yi spent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;5 years online&lt;br /&gt;8 years in the car&lt;br /&gt;3 years studying ;P&lt;br /&gt;1 month sharing the gospel&lt;br /&gt;2 years reading the bible&lt;br /&gt;1 year praying&lt;br /&gt;5 years watching the TV&lt;br /&gt;8 years playing the piano&lt;br /&gt;1 year doing NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;2 years dreaming&lt;br /&gt;etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when i see how i wasted my precious life, my limited time on earth.&lt;br /&gt;brwehh..Scary huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's HABITS.&lt;br /&gt;The most dangerous things to develop are bad/unfruitful habits. Of course the toilet is a need(heh), but come to think of it many people DO spend more time on the TV than in the toilet, or playing computer games, etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;I may think "Gah, it's just an hour a day" but it could add up to 3 WHOLE YEARS or more.&lt;br /&gt;IT ADDS UP.&lt;br /&gt;Man, reminds me of compound interest. You may think no, but when you develop habits, you would say "an hour just isn't enough,adding another hour wouldn't hurt!"  Are we sure we wanna flush 3 YEARS of our limited time on earth to something of no eternal value?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-An average person lives 70 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when we look back at the end and see how much time we casually swept out the window, we'll sit down and cry like a baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114190671948129391?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114190671948129391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114190671948129391&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114190671948129391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114190671948129391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/03/go-to-toilet-only-when-absolutely.html' title='Go to toilet only when absolutely necessary!'/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-114183255251482132</id><published>2006-03-08T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T23:42:32.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long due pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(60).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/Picture%2860%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the banana that survived&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a game played in youth- each team was given a banana and they were suppose to cut it into pieces. then the objective of the game was to piece them back together using pins.. so this banana was the piece that had all its pieces stuck together in one piece when lifted up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moral of the game is when members in a team work together, things are easier achieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(54).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/Picture%2854%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*er, M-R, i dunno what caption to put for this*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(24).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/Picture%2824%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(3).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/Picture%283%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(left) &lt;/strong&gt;picture of little dino a.k.a lydia kee         &lt;strong&gt;  (right)&lt;/strong&gt; shiau ping doing the "jay chou" pose..&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     .....haha.was  a candid shot though! ......&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below are some of the pics i took during the bible quiz last year...was suppose to post them a long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(53).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/Picture%2853%29.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(61).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/Picture%2861%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(62).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/Picture%2862%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(62).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;winner was s. yin.. "the brainee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/Picture(62).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-114183255251482132?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/114183255251482132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=114183255251482132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114183255251482132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/114183255251482132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2006/03/long-due-pictures.html' title='long due pictures'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-113376382762331436</id><published>2005-12-28T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:04:35.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/tem_site.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 408px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="343" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/400/tem_site.jpg" width="430" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/tem_site.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information regarding the festival, please contact :&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;a href="mailto:info@ayafestival.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;info@ayafestival.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;603 - 5637 8737&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fax: &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;603 - 5637 4737&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration forms are out: please see Raymond Khor for the Forms Online Registrations are also available: &lt;a href="http://www.ayafestival.com"&gt;www.ayafestival.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National CF Leaders Conference 2006 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaker&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kenneth Chin &amp;amp; Cheli &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;14-16th March 2006 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Venue&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Damai Rainforest, Kuching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113376382762331436?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ayafestival.com/' title='Upcoming Events'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113376382762331436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113376382762331436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113376382762331436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113376382762331436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/12/upcoming-events.html' title='Upcoming Events'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-113527048251375397</id><published>2005-12-23T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:54:42.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a rhyme</title><content type='html'>A rhyme for everytime, this one's for Christmas. (read aloud for full-effect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. Christmas service this Sunday is at 6pm, with dinner after service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Christmas is coming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh boy, I wonder what I'll be getting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hope mom really got the hint, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I told her about the two hundred dollar skirt I'd seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That pair of shoes the entire year I've yearned, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maybe I should get dad to buy it for my Christmas present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Since he always says he doesn't know what I wished, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This will make up for all those years he missed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've no idea what to get for my friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They might think me a cheapskate if I don't get presents above rm 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What if I don't give a present to somebody who gave me one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They might not give me one next year then I'll have none. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why does the Christmas tree look so bare? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We need more of those pretty glass ornaments from the Christmas fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As well as more scented candles and candy canes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For next week's Christmas BBQ, oh I hope it doesn't rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hope my turkey turns out well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And like last year my guests will find it just as swell.&lt;br /&gt;We should get those 5 litre boxes of red wine again,&lt;br /&gt;Our guests will go home happy even if it there's rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why aren't the Christmas carollers dressed in a Christmas colour, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So unauthentic, maybe next year I'll suggest and do them a favour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yerr, why is Silent Night so off tune, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Really, they should know our ears are not immune. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh dear oh dear, what has Christmas become? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The day when the wrapping papers get to get undone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The day when the last Christmas carols are sung, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When everyone enjoys eating merrily and jingle bells are rung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Turkey for dinner is a must, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eating fish would be utter disgust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When cranberry sauce defines a Christmas dinner, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We all know we might as well be lost forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nativity scenes become a hot-seller at the malls, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And the baby Jesus is all smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And mother Mary looks as if she loves the manger, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh the lambs couldn't look any cuter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We sing "Away in the manger, no crib for a bed", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And not a thought about what it really means goes thru' our head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Gloooooria in exelsis deo' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is only fun to drag the 'Gloooooo...' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This Christmas, be joyful and merry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But for the birth of Jesus, not for the sherry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Who cares if your friend didn't give you a present, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We're celebrating the entrance of the greatest Gift to this world so bent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Take heed, and rejoice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Be on guard and lift up your voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That on this day, the promise of the Messiah was fulfilled, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And for this very fact we should be thrilled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;by Mary-Ruth Low&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/15673067-113527048251375397?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113527048251375397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113527048251375397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113527048251375397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113527048251375397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/12/rhyme.html' title='a rhyme'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-113341854487976683</id><published>2005-12-01T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:29:04.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spin</title><content type='html'>Here's a testimony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank GOd for getting me home safely today. For His protection and peace. It snowed today, again. Very pretty but deadly at the same time. Was driving home from campus to my apartment after we had our IVCF meeting. So I came to a junction where I was suppose to turn left. Well, my car turned alright, a whole 180 deg. So it turned left and left and left..and I tried counter it by turning my steering wheel right and right and right. It made no diff. Probably made it worst. Next thing I knew, my car was blocking two lanes. Thank GOD there were no other cars around that time. Just me, my car, and the snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was praying all the way that I would get home safely. I coudn't even see the roads. All I could see was white snow and more white snow. Since I have been driving back the same route for many times already, I can kinda guess which were roads and which ones were ditches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finally arrive home safely. After an hour of driving at 30-40 km/hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about cars and accidents... I have to appear at the distric court tomorrow to testify against the drunk driver that hit me in August. Fuuh.. did not know cars would bring so much trouble. Too many car-related incidents this semester. But all is still good. I am here, in my apartment, safe and sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all that matters, right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113341854487976683?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113341854487976683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113341854487976683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113341854487976683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113341854487976683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/12/spin.html' title='The Spin'/><author><name>Girl Wonder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707531696769435985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxGuSguvcH4/TKKExOxPCjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DbqzJI63CBc/S220/IMG_7180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-113249967554799922</id><published>2005-11-20T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T23:32:36.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah: from the Perspective of Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fools4christ.blogspot.com"&gt;A friend of mine&lt;/a&gt; did a paper for his minor prophets course at uni. This one is a paraphrase of the book Jonah, from the animals' point of view. I found it pretty hilarious. Hope you'll enjoy it too. This is only Part One though. There are two more animals, but it's very very long if I put the whole thing up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jonah: A Paraphrase From The Perspective Of Several Animals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;by Jonathan Jong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chapter 1: The Fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...the Lord provided a large fish..."&lt;br /&gt;Jonah 1:17 (NRSV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dark and stormy night on the surface of the Mediterranean, in the deep of which I live. On an ordinary night, the goings-on on the surface would be no concern of mine but this was not to be an ordinary night. In Davy Jones's Locker I was resting when I heard a Voice.&lt;br /&gt;"I am the Lord your God," said the Voice, "Who has made you for such a time as this." Needless to say, I was rather taken aback at this. I had never heard voices before. Was living in the deep, dark ocean finally getting to me? Hoping that I wasn't schizophrenic, I decided to reply.&lt;br /&gt;"It's remarkable that you can find a fish as small as I in a sea as vast as this," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said the Lord, "You're rather chubby for a sardine."&lt;br /&gt;"I resent that," I retorted. I thought I heard Him chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;"Anyway," said the Lord, "Could I ask a favour of you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Shoot," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"I need you to devour somebody," said the Lord. I hesitated.&lt;br /&gt;"But don't you think I'm a bit small for such a big job?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry my chubby Fish," said the Lord, "I shall make you grow."&lt;br /&gt;"Right..." I said, "One more problem: I'm a vegetarian. And man-flesh isn't exactly kosher. I have never eaten anything impure or unclean."&lt;br /&gt;"Do not call anything impure that God has made clean," said the Lord, referring to Himself in the third person.&lt;br /&gt;"You're one smart cookie, boss," I admitted, "Let's get this over with then."&lt;br /&gt;"Brace yourself, Fish. For you shall be greater than the mighty Leviathan!" declared the Lord. Lo and behold, I grew exponentially and within moments I was humungous; bigger than any fish or whale I'd ever seen before.&lt;br /&gt;"Come," said the Lord, finally, "Let me show you your dinner."&lt;br /&gt;"Sure thing, boss," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the surface, the storm raged with unabated fury. A single ship was tossed like a salad by the violent winds. It appeared pathetically small vis-à-vis the rolling waves that crashed around it. The air reverberated with the din of thunder. Frequent streaks of malicious electricity illuminated the otherwise dark sky. It was an ominous night indeed on the Mediterranean. Knowingly, I carefully swam towards the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can you sleep?" demanded a sailor, dragging a man out from below the deck, "Call on your god like the rest of us!" The sleepy man, clad in pyjamas merely fell to the group in silence. Some of the crew members were on their knees appealing to a pantheon of local deities. Others were busy flinging cargo into the sea, to lighten the ship's load. Pollution, I thought. One day humanity would regret polluting their planet.&lt;br /&gt;"Our prayers aren't working and neither is throwing stuff overboard," one of the sailors observed, "Let's cast lots to see who among us is responsible for this must be a punishment from the gods!" As sailors were among the most superstitious of folk, they abandoned their work and cast lots.&lt;br /&gt;"Jonah, son of Amittai!" they cried as the lot fell on the man in pyjamas. He hung his head in despair.&lt;br /&gt;"I am a Hebrew," he solemnly said, "I worship the Lord, the God of Heaven who created both sea and land. And as you know, I am running away from Him. Indeed, I must be the cause of this calamity."&lt;br /&gt;"What have you done!" they asked rhetorically, "We should've known better than to help you escape from your god!"&lt;br /&gt;"What are we to do?" asked one of the sailors.&lt;br /&gt;"Throw me overboard and leave me to my God," suggested Jonah.&lt;br /&gt;"And if you die? Will not your god who desires your service be angered further?" remarked the sailor. The crew saw much sense in this and summarily rejected Jonah's advice. They began rowing harder, hoping somehow to get to shore. The storm grew steadily worse and soon, they realised that all resistance was futile.&lt;br /&gt;"O Lord," they cried, "Do not hold us responsible for this man's life!" They then grabbed hold of Jonah and unceremoniously flung him into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment he hit the water, the storm ceased. Immediately the violent winds became a gentle breeze and the crashing waves became lazy ripples. The sailors' eyes looked as if they were about to jump out of their sockets. They stared in gaping amazement at the suddenly serene weather. As soon as they recovered from the shock, they fell to the floor and worshipped the Lord and even made Him offerings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go," said the Lord, "Devour Jonah whole, but do not hurt him."&lt;br /&gt;"Roger that," I said before I dove to the quickly sinking Jonah and swallowed him whole. Little did I realise the indigestion into which I was getting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For three days and three nights, I endured Jonah in my gut. It was alright for the first few hours, but then he woke up. I could feel him groping around my stomach, trying to figure out where on Earth he was. Somewhere along the line, I think he realised that he was in a stomach. That's when he screamed. It sure jostled me some! He then began thumping at the wall of my stomach, causing me great discomfort. Not that I blame him. I would have done the same in his place. It can't have been very comfortable in there with my stomach contents swishing around and my last meal of seaweed entangling him. After hours of protest and hysteria, Jonah went quiet. The rumblings in my stomach then dropped to slight murmurs. It seemed that he was praying. It went on like that, scarcely stopping, for the next two days or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fish," said the Lord, "Jonah's repented. Swim to shore and let him out."&lt;br /&gt;"I was hoping you'd say that. He's driving me insane," I replied. Swiftly, I swam towards the nearest shore and heaved my stomach's contents out onto the beach. Out came Jonah, with gallons of digestive juices and heaps of partially digested seaweed. I felt disturbingly bulimic.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks Fish," said the Lord, "Would you like me to bring you back to normal size?"&lt;br /&gt;"I was actually thinking," I began, hesitantly, "Could I maybe stay like this? I won't ever have to worry about predators again."&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," chuckled the Lord, "But don't get into any mischief. With great power comes great responsibility." That sounded hauntingly familiar. Anyway, with that, I swam back to my seabed for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happened to that Jonah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113249967554799922?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113249967554799922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113249967554799922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113249967554799922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113249967554799922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/11/jonah-from-perspective-of-animals.html' title='Jonah: from the Perspective of Animals'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-113229609393830173</id><published>2005-11-18T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T14:42:43.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Celebration Presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/Poster%201%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px" height="410" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/320/Poster%201%20copy.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Gift Of Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Worshipping The Gift and The Giver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Venue: Klang Parade, Jalan Meru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Date : 18 December 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Time: Sunday@ 8.00PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So mark your calenders now!! and be bless!! on this very day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A choir presentation presented by Klang Baptist Church. Speaks about the very special Gift that we Recieve on Christmas Day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Gift Which is Jesus Christ!!Was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So Come and Recieve the Gift and and the Giver! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113229609393830173?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113229609393830173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113229609393830173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113229609393830173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113229609393830173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/11/christmas-celebration-presentation.html' title='Christmas Celebration Presentation'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-113206357819419888</id><published>2005-11-15T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:06:18.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>instantly!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;today i was in the train doing some last minute revision for my finals..then suddenly... this stupid fella ended up playing with her phone ringing tone. . now how irritatin can that be?? initially she started by playing around 10 of her tones.. like quickly glancing tru..but then it reached to a point i was gonna strangle her.. call me ganas but if u were me, i think you would have wanted to trampled on her... she was goin tru like all her tones and stops at some tone which she likes and listen to the whole song.. aiyoh and not to say its nice la.. i think its frm nokia 3310.. if not mistaken one of the songs she stopped was one of the christmas ringing tone?? wa, aint she too  early for tat?killer "gung- ho" fella...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;anyhow, instead of resorting to violence, i decided to pray...and man oh man GOD WORKS WONDERS... IMMEDIATELY she stopped... i'm serious.. the moment i cried out to God, she stopped. i was like...."woah"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;PRAYER WORKS....!! AMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113206357819419888?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113206357819419888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113206357819419888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113206357819419888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113206357819419888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/11/instantly.html' title='instantly!!'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-113138049168244596</id><published>2005-11-07T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T00:21:31.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, this will be quite short a post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but just a thought ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;recently my 8-year-old cousin sis came over for a visit. we were gonna have dinner so a relative asked if she'd like to pray for the food.She suprised everyone when she referred to Jesus as ''Uncle Jesus''...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i asked her mom and she told me tht she never taught her daughter to call HIm ''Uncle Jesus''....even at home, the parents had never referred to God as ''Uncle Jesus''. i guess while she had to call the rest of us ''jie jie'' ''kor kor'' ''uncle'' and ''auntie'', she must find it utterly disrespectful to call GOD by HIs name with nothing in front of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her perspective really made me do some deep thinking..often times we forget who we're talking to and take God for granted..we demand, we whine and fuss. Of course im not asking you to use ''uncle Jesus''...but oh, u get the point right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh well...just smth to share with u guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113138049168244596?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113138049168244596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113138049168244596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113138049168244596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113138049168244596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/11/uncle-jesus.html' title='Uncle Jesus'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144983339959183625</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-15673067.post-113129805185658733</id><published>2005-11-06T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:43:10.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3 topics by the Frizzers</title><content type='html'>Mary-Ruth here, but Pris is around, staying over. We were browsing through the youth blog just now and decided it was super dead. So we're going to try and liven it up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be talking on a few topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic #1 Today's Sunday lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris: My bro made beggar's chicken..At least that's what I think it's called...oh btw I didn't help make it.&lt;br /&gt;M-R: Oh yeah my mom made fried wanton. And it was tough and cold 'cos she couldn't warm it up. Thankfully there were no leftovers, 'cos she threatened to feed me on fried wanton for the next few days if there were any.&lt;br /&gt;Pris: I took this fried speghetti, which I thought was nice the first time round.. then when I took it the second round, and it em.. didn't taste so nice anymore. I'm sure it's the food, it's my tongue...&lt;br /&gt;M-R: And not forgetting it was Kien Meng (who btw is Sam) punye hari jadi. He turns 18 today. Oh and Jennifer (not &lt;em&gt;Furry&lt;/em&gt;, the Tan one)'s birthday as well.. Ok, but I think this topic is getting boring.. We'll move on to more entertaining stuff, that I assure you. Heh heh, it's mainly about hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic #2 Priscilla to the members of ACDC (guitar skills not included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/Picture%20002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/Picture%20002.0.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is what Priscilla looks like on a normal day, without hair cream or any styling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/240_con_acdc1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/240_con_acdc1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing the band ACDC. I know they are ang-moh and all that. You see, I'm not too well-versed with the Malay rock bands around here. So I didn't know how to search for their pictures online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure you agree that Priscilla and the members of ACDC all go to the same hair saloonist. And probably use the same brand of Wella hair cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/Picture%20004.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is here is Priscilla in a mock guitar-rocking pose. Pretty cool, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure as well, that you'll agree Priscilla and the guitarist of ACDC below took lessons from the same poser-teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/baked_alaska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/baked_alaska.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, the next topic will be by Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic #3 Mary-Ruth resemblance to Albert Einstein (looks only, brain not included)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/DSC00032.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/DSC00032.0.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mary-Ruth's hair- all big and frizzy, without the bondage of a big big scrunchy.&lt;br /&gt;It's no new introduction to everyone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/einstein-tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/einstein-tongue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Albert Einstein.&lt;br /&gt;Well, looks like his highly intellectual brain has done something to his tongue muscles that it has flopped out of the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;We would pray for him if he were still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/Picture%20010.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mary-Ruth trying to imitate. Unfortunately, her brain power is no where near Einstein's, therefore her tongue muscles are still intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we should pray for her, that she'll realize the lack of the intellactuality can cause someone's tongue to be disorientated (clearly shown in this picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic #4 What a difference a scrunchy makes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;No Scrunchies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/Picture%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/Picture%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;With Scrunchies:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/Picture%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/Picture%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All images are taken with a Logitech webcamera, which explains the poor resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are taken aback with the scrunchies, you can get a normal one for rm2 (which would hold Priscilla's hair). If your hair is as big and as frizzy as Mary-Ruth's, the extra gathers and cloth and stitches for the scrunchy would bring it up to rm4.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For multi-coloured scrunchies or shiny sequined ones, please contact Priscilla or Mary-Ruth for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your cooperation. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go liven up this blog somemore LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;Pris &amp;amp; M-R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113129805185658733?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113129805185658733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113129805185658733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113129805185658733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113129805185658733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/11/3-topics-by-frizzers.html' title='#3 topics by the Frizzers'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-113126370445257641</id><published>2005-11-06T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T15:55:04.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>combine youth meeting</title><content type='html'>we had a combine session with the youth of Shekinah Glory...as usual we had praise and worship, games(led by shekinah church) and sharing my Ps Jerry...then refreshments also prepared by Shekinah Glory..below are some pics taken yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/CIMG4582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/CIMG4582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our youth and youth of shekinah glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/CIMG4585.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/CIMG4585.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pris worship lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/1600/CIMG4591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3134/1491/320/CIMG4591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps Jerry preached on "Bearing Fruits"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a skit by the other youth but the pic tat i took was blur...sorry ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113126370445257641?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113126370445257641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113126370445257641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113126370445257641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113126370445257641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/11/combine-youth-meeting_06.html' title='combine youth meeting'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-113016441517258201</id><published>2005-10-24T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:33:35.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purgatory, anyone?</title><content type='html'>Since Jo Ann and Jaclynn were on the topic of denominations and such, I had my own sticky situation a few days ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been leading a few of the new believers from the ISCF rally in a nurturing class. They're all form 1's, and out of the four of them, 2 are Catholics. During the previous class, we were discussing about Heaven and how sure we are of our faith. I'll do it dialog way, like Jac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1                          :  We've to go to purgatory before we go to heaven&lt;br /&gt;other protestants:  Huh? What's purgatory?&lt;br /&gt;#1                          : A place you go to burn for your sins before you reach heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[gasps of shock from fellow protestants and eyes widen in new revelation]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a tiny bit about purgatory, but when all turned to me for explanations I seriously went blank for a bit. Thankfully, I was helped by the Holy Spirit..managed to get Ephesians 2:8 in to my head. 'Cos you see, the Catholics believe that the more sins you "do", the longer time you'll "burn" in purgatory. And so I tried to convince them that it is my grace we have been saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the protestants didn't look that confused anymore. But I'm not sure about the 2 catholic girls. I think I'll try explaining again. Sigh, sticky sticky..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113016441517258201?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113016441517258201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113016441517258201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113016441517258201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113016441517258201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/purgatory-anyone.html' title='Purgatory, anyone?'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-113014744808222110</id><published>2005-10-24T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T18:09:41.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are My Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could do to help her three-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sister. They had found out that the baby was a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael would put his head on Mommy's tummy and sing to his sister.In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minute. But serious complications arose during delivery, and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Finally after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was born, but she was in serious condition.The baby was placed in intensive care, but the pediatric specialist regretfully had to tell the parents, "There is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst."Michael kept begging his parents to let him see his sister. "I need to see her," he kept saying. After two weeks in intensive care, it appeared as if the end was near. But Michael kept begging to see his sister.Kids were not allowed in intensive care, but Karen made had made up her mind. If Michael didn't see his sister soon, he might never see her alive. She dressed Michael in an oversized gown and over the objections of a nurse, she brought him to his sister's bedside.Michael gazed at the tiny infant and after a few moments, he begun to sing. In the pure-hearted voice of a three-year old, Michael sang, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey." Instantly, the baby girl seemed to respond. Her pulse rate begun to calm and become steady."Keep on singing, Michael," encourages Karen with tears in her eyes."You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away." As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr."Keep on singing, sweetheart," Karen said again. "The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms." Michael's little sister began to relax. Healing rest seemed to sweep over her. "Keep on singing, Michael!"Tears now conquered the face of the bossy nurse. Karen was beside herself. Miraculously, Michael's baby sister went home the next day."Woman's Day" magazine called the event, "The Miracle of a Brother's Song." The hospital staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113014744808222110?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113014744808222110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113014744808222110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113014744808222110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113014744808222110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='You Are My Sunshine'/><author><name>desiree</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15558813956047892901</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-15673067.post-112953281617527896</id><published>2005-10-24T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T14:42:53.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Perseverance is the ability to withstand difficulties. Difficulties from our everyday life. Challenges are part and parcel in our life . Even we were born, we don't just one day get up and walk, but we have to learn and walk, by crawling and then you start walking. It is not easy, in order to overcome challenges we need perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one famous character in the old testament is Job. Job is a blameless and upright person. He is a God fearing person and shunned evil. The most important he obeys God and Loves him very much. ( read Job chap:1 -2 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gathering in heaven was held and Satan also was there. God ask Satan where he came from?: Satan replied; to and from the surface of the earth. Then God said; have you notice my servant Job who is upright and blameless? Then Satan said stretch out your hand and lay your hand on all his possesions and he will surely curse you. God allow Satan to test him but spare his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one his possessions are taken away. Jobs servant were killed, sheeps were burnt when balls of fire came down , camels were raided, and even his sons were killed when four corners of the house were struck by a great wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job said this :&lt;br /&gt;21 And he said:&lt;br /&gt;Naked I came from my mother's womb,&lt;br /&gt;And naked shall I return there.&lt;br /&gt;The LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be the name of the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job persevered and did not even curse GOD. Then Satan tested him for the second, this time surely he will curse you; said Satan to GOD. Job was struck with painful boils from the crown of his head to the foot of his toe. But yet he did not even curse God. His wife said; curse God and die !!. But Job persevered all this without cursing GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. Why You Need Perseverance &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Perseverance helps you to grow stronger in character, faith and ability to withstand greater challenges that you may face. Perseverance help you to built your character to a next level and prepares you cope with a greater challenge that Go dhas in store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b. Patience + Time = Perseverance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Patience, time are part and parcel in your journey. It takes time and patience and thats where you are challenge. It is not easy and hard, but by the end of the day you have accomplish something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;c. "You" Cannot Persevere Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;This is one true fact that you cannot persevere alone and when you go through this alone you will fall cause there no one there to catch you when you fall. Well of course you know that GOD is always with us and actually GOD continues to work in us everyday. GOD continues to challenge us to greater levels and only with GOD you can endure the challenges that are facing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;What you can do is PRAY. Ask GOD for his guidance and help. Aways know that GOD is with you and He is there all the time. Read the Word of GOD (bible). Remember that the seed is the word of GOD and men shall not live by bread alone. Before I end remember this. Do not depend on people cause people will let you down, but depend on GOD cause he is our provider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This article is by "RayKhor" @2005oct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112953281617527896?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112953281617527896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112953281617527896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112953281617527896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112953281617527896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/perseverance-is-ability-to-withstand.html' title=''/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-113005082299622195</id><published>2005-10-23T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T14:17:13.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting conversation I had.</title><content type='html'>In line with what Jo Ann has shared about denominations and what-not, it reminded me of a conversation that I had with a freshman just today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We at IV (Intervarsity Christian Fellowship) just had our regional fall conference for the past two days. It was GREAT! got to know alot of people in my chapter better, especially the freshmans. I think my favorite part was when we played the game called "The amazing-er race". Basically, it works just like the amazing race but doing crazy stuff around the church where we stayed the night at. Yeah, one of the things we had to do was stick one of your teammates up on a wall with duct tape. And the duct tape has to be able to hold your teammate up for 30 seconds. So guess who got to be the victim? haha.. yeah .. so first time in my life i got taped to a wall. Pretty interesting. Another one of my favorites was when we had to drive to a nearby mall...build a human pyramid at the park outside the mall, and sing "row-row-row your boat" as a team out loud in front of everyone. It was killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, today after we had some sharing time, I got into a convo with one of the freshman that I've been interacting with this semester. Don't know how it all started but it went smth like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad: So Jaclynn, what religion are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *confused*..... erh.. Christian?&lt;br /&gt;Brad: Well, yeah I know that, but what denomination?&lt;br /&gt;Me: well, I go to a Baptist church......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after talking more, he asked me if i wanted to join him at a catholic church tomorrow. Or if I would be willing. So I said I would, but not tomorrow...since I had my China teammates stay the night tonight. And we're going to my church tomorrow. So anyway, found out he was a Catholic but he comes for IV, which is interesting...cos IV is really NOT like the catholic church at all. But well, as we were talking, he started explaining about the concept of praying through mother Mary. That was interesting too. Cos other than that concept...everything else he believes is like what I believe. And yeah, they don't pray TO mother Mary, they just pray through her, cos they too don't believe that she is God. However, they believe she should be like..acknowledged in some way since she was chosen to bear God's son.&lt;br /&gt;What do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole catholic and protestant thing is confusing sometimes. And the fact with the different denominations too. I think with denominations, it doesn't matter what denomination you are in as long not some cultish one enough ady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just thought I throw that question out there for you all. And just blogging cos Mary-Ruth said it was an obligation. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I really had alot of fun at "deeper-er" (conference) the past two days. Learned alot, and did lots of crazy things... Like trying out prom dresses during our free time and taking pictures of it after. Yeah, played dress up like little girls. Well, especially since we coudn't afford the dresses. ahaha. But, helping lead worship by playing music was the best. I haven't had that much fun playing music for quite awhile. And God was really present in our midst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's 2 am and I think I am going to go spend some quality time with my pillow now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-113005082299622195?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/113005082299622195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=113005082299622195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113005082299622195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/113005082299622195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/interesting-conversation-i-had.html' title='Interesting conversation I had.'/><author><name>Girl Wonder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707531696769435985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxGuSguvcH4/TKKExOxPCjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DbqzJI63CBc/S220/IMG_7180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112995229010466681</id><published>2005-10-22T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:26:14.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Coming Events! In Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/ayafestival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 468px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 504px" height="356" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/400/ayafestival.jpg" width="681" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AYA Festival &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Featuring: Delirious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2 Febuary 2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Putra Indoor Stadium, Bukit Jalil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"MARK"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Calenders&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Now"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Raykhor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;For more "info" or Check back here in the time to come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/planetshakers_sm1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/planetshakers_sm2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 45px" height="24" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/400/planetshakers_sm1.gif" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planet Shakers 2005 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sunway Pyramid Convention Center &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;9 - 11 November 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nightly Concerts are Free: Starts At 7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Day Sessions: RM45 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Conference Fee: RM85&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For More Info ask "&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Raykhor&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112995229010466681?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112995229010466681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112995229010466681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112995229010466681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112995229010466681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/up-coming-events-in-malaysia.html' title='Up Coming Events! In Malaysia'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112991670660708478</id><published>2005-10-22T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T01:45:06.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>denominations and disagreements</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well.this shall be my first ever post. *thanks to m-r..haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyway, recently a friend of mine just received Jesus. And obviously one of the first questions that she'll ask is about the different denominations in Christianity. u know, catholics and protestants (and the different branches among the protestants too!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So i had a hard time giving definitions and explanations..*hopefully none of them wrong!*.But then her best friend confused her even more (she's a christian too)..she told my friend that speaking in tongues was of the devil and it's wrong to lay/stretch hands when we pray..*sheesh*...was i suppose to say she's wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the same best friend was also sort of a barrier between Jesus and my friend for awhile. In her passion of wanting to bring her to Christ, she actually scared my friend away..making her hate Jesus. (she had this habit of putting down other religions)..makes me wonder if im capable of doing that too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so during the pass few rallies, even when my friend was convicted she didnt go for the altar call because of her pride.Refusing to admit that she was 'wrong' to this best friend of hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and sometimes i just wonder, how many cases have there been? how many people has actually TURNED AWAY from Christ because of such ''behaviours and actions'' from us Christians. Of course, we only mean well. BUt its sad to think that in the midst of all our sincerity and stuff we actually make things worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh well...i guess thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112991670660708478?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112991670660708478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112991670660708478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112991670660708478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112991670660708478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/denominations-and-disagreements.html' title='denominations and disagreements'/><author><name>Joann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144983339959183625</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-15673067.post-112973497092595296</id><published>2005-10-19T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T23:34:00.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up and Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Romans 12:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters of KBC youth, in view of our blog, offer your life experiences and jokes as food to keep this blog alive, this is your way of encouraging the others too, and giving glory to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be a 15 year old piano teacher with an inspiring autistic student to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to get visions and prophesies to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to have information about the upcoming conferences before you blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to insert Bible verses into your blog either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to talk about old dying women and corduroy recliners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be honest, open, encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be a funny joke you heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something that happened during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or an excerpt from what you read during your devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or just a Bible verse that signifies something strongly in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or about an issue you feel very strongly about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or about a dream you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or tell us something about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are in response to Jaclynn's questions on what is so-called 'allowed' and 'not allowed'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I might like to add though, this is a &lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and though pictures are allowed, it would be encouraged to &lt;strong&gt;write &lt;/strong&gt;more than posting &lt;strong&gt;pictures, &lt;/strong&gt;not because of anything, but because this is a blog, meant for writings, not a photoblog, which is of a different purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, &lt;/em&gt;if you feel a picture can lighten someone's day up, or encourage up someone, go ahead. Be edifying, encouraging, and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one last thing, everyone is encouraged to blog. Eh, wait, &lt;strong&gt;rephrase:&lt;/strong&gt; Everyone is &lt;em&gt;required&lt;/em&gt; to blog. Including the so-called non-youths. You were invited to join the blog to blog. Yeap, I'm sorry but you're stuck in the mud already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary-Ruth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112973497092595296?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112973497092595296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112973497092595296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112973497092595296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112973497092595296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/wake-up-and-blog.html' title='Wake Up and Blog!'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112930022313581613</id><published>2005-10-14T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:30:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The student</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Due to the ominous threat posted by M-R i shall start with my very first post. and thanks alot M-R for your first post that taught how to blog..(now you guys know why i couldn't get started!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my second week teaching the piano. It's more for experience and a lil extra pocket money lar so it's not like i'm officially a teacher okay..most importantly for my teacher is that i relief her of two *ahem* patience testers. Today i did replacement for another teacher who couldn't make it, two extra students..for this week and next week.Of which will surely be unforgettable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Evans Ti. He's an autistic nine yr old, and he caught my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It all started when he barged into the class room with the biggest smile and said a cheerful "hi" to me like he knew me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;He babbled and seemed odd at first, when i didn't know he was autistic. So i began the teaching routine and started with his theory. He didn't seem to be able to sit still. He would go vroom vroom with a toy car and then go around the room saying his classmate is his worst nightmare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i was wondering quite alot.. my teacher then came in and pulled me aside to tell me he's autistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh wow. How am i supposed to teach him?? Not to mention i have a mere two week teaching experience?? So i figured out i can't really teach him theory and told him to take out his pieces, we'll do practical instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;He was kinda puzzled and said "I thought you said we're doing theory? Why are you doing practical now? What is it that you want??" Oh man that caught me..this guy's not dumb, in fact he's outright smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;He spotted some cut wire coming from the piano and asked me "what's that" i told him it was probably the heater..he asked me why it was cut. i was like "well, maybe someone cut it." He was like " WHAT? oh no..do we need to call the police?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;So anyway we did the theory first and i started explaining to him rhythmic patterns.. he didn't seem to respond. he started doing it even before i finished.i had to be his eraser. i felt dumb, like i was talking to the wall..but then he understood after that and voila he completed the page in five min!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;He immediately jumped up and said now we can do practical. It was like he's leading the class instead of me.. he played. his rhythm was yo yo-ing and he wouldn't listen to me. But he looked at the keys seriously and crouched over the piano and he was INTENSE. This is what i call enthusiasm! not like my other students who would just nod and talk only when i ask them questions. Even when he's not good he put's all his energy into doing it and all his effort..i could feel the waves of his strength being transmitted into the piano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;He was mesmerizing me..Well, after that he wanted to learn a new piece and he chose something so i played it for him. And he told me "you're the teacher you know, why do you just play it for me? you're supposed to tell me how to play it!" Look who's doing the teaching now.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;he then proceeded to the door and walked out to tell his mum that his new teacher is very strange. I'm really loving him now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;When i told him lesson's over he was engrossed in fixing the toy car. The wheels were out of place. He said it's not yet 15 o'clock. I told him there is no 15 o'clock. He said he's not going till he fixes the car(it wasn't his). For the next 15minutes we both were engrossed in fixing them wheels. I said why don't you take it back..he replied i can't! it's not mine. He's teaching me values now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;In time, his mum called and he said it's not yet 15 o'clock. haha well he went back anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;on my way back walking to the car with my dad, i heard a "bye teacher!" and spotted a hand waving from a car and the biggest smile ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God bless you, Evans.. see you next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112930022313581613?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112930022313581613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112930022313581613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112930022313581613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112930022313581613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/student.html' title='The student'/><author><name>jern</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803718309551499227</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-15673067.post-112913992238973399</id><published>2005-10-13T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T01:58:42.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Threat</title><content type='html'>I'm afraid I've to take an extremely drastic measure here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all the members of this blog do not blog &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;, the blog will just die off and *POOF*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please, pleeease write, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;or else...   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112913992238973399?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112913992238973399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112913992238973399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112913992238973399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112913992238973399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/threat.html' title='Threat'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112764344115842442</id><published>2005-10-03T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T14:05:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/1600/planetshakers_sm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1601/905/320/planetshakers_sm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Conference 05 (9 - 11 Nov)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanue: Sunway Pyramid Convention center&lt;br /&gt;For more Details : &lt;a href="http://www.planetshakers.com.my"&gt;www.planetshakers.com.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who wants to register for the conference pls see RayKhor for details and registration form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conference fee: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rm 70 before 7 october&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rm 85 after 7 october&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Day pass is at Rm 45 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112764344115842442?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112764344115842442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112764344115842442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112764344115842442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112764344115842442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/10/conference-05-9-11-nov-vanue-sunway.html' title=''/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112799132056702733</id><published>2005-09-29T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T18:55:20.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top 10</title><content type='html'>Because of some very mysterious reason that everyone refuses to blog, I shall try to get the ball rolling. [Just a reminder, Ann-Louise has &lt;em&gt;promised&lt;/em&gt; to blog after her trials, which is now, so make sure she doesn't &lt;strong&gt;break her promise!&lt;/strong&gt;] Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully this is fun..&lt;br /&gt;Name your favourite top 10 worship songs, and if you would like why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;How Deep the Father's Love for Us [Sarah Sadler]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be Thou My Vision [Irish hymn] .. oi, it's &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; because it's Irish okayy..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Old Rugged Cross [hymn]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;King of Glory [Chris Tomlin]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forever [Chris Tomlin]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you for the Blood [Matt Redman]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Could Sing of Your Love Forever [Sonicflood]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For Unto Us A Child is Born [Christmas song, from Isaiah 9:6]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus, Lover of My Soul [Charles Wesley, hymn]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It Is Well With My Soul [Horatio G. Spafford, hymn]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeap, that's my list, in no particular order. I know there's a lot of hymns, but understand that I grew up in a Presbyterian church and hymns have a special place in my heart (fu yoh). Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now, I'm passing it to you! Do not be afraid, just log in, click create post and type out your top 10 favourite worship songs. Go lah. And yes, now I'm making obligatory. Heh heh heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112799132056702733?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112799132056702733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112799132056702733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112799132056702733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112799132056702733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-top-10.html' title='My Top 10'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112790392333072079</id><published>2005-09-28T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T18:38:43.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>i have js posted some new photos.. check out the website... the add is &lt;a href="http://kbcyouf.multiply.com/photos"&gt;http://kbcyouf.multiply.com/photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pics are the ones taken in the leadership camp held in PD a few mths back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112790392333072079?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112790392333072079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112790392333072079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112790392333072079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112790392333072079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-112779242235326370</id><published>2005-09-27T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T11:48:08.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Sit In My Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something I got from my trip to St Louis Inner-city missions two years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's sixty-six, mildly retarded, dangerously overweight, twice a great-grandmother and a devoted member of our church. She lives with four generations of extended family in an overcrowded, dilapidated house, but her buoyant spirit is undaunted. Since losing her youngest son in a senseless murder last Christmas Eve (he was shot while riding with his uncle in a taxi cab), she has redirected much of her affection to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You're my buddy,: she says with a broad, snaggle-toothed grin. "I pray for you everyday." Then she ives me a long bear hug. She wants to sit close beside me in every church service, and although the smell of stale sweat and excrement is often nauseating, she makes me feel a little special. Her internal plumbing doesn't work as well as it used to and she leaves tabacco smears when she kisses my cheek. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I am pleased to have Mrs. Smith by my side.She often hints, sometimes blatantly, that she would like to come home with us for a visit. Nothing would delight her more than to have Sunday dinner with my family.But there is a conflict. It has to do with values that Peggy and I learned from childhood. We belive that good stewardship means taking care of our belongings, treating them with respect, and getting long service from them. Our boys know that they are not to track mud on the carpet or sit on te furniture with dirty clothes. To invite Mrs. Smith into our home means we will have filth anf stench soil our couch. There will be stubborn offensive odors in our living room.My greatest fear is that she will want to sit in my new corduroy recliner. I wouldn't want to be rude and cover it with plastic to protect it from urine stains. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know it would never be the same again. Unknowingly, Mrs. Smith is forcing conflict, a clashing of values, upon me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preserve and maintain. Conserve and protect. They are the words of an ethic that has served us well. Over time these values have subtly filtered into our technology. It is increasingly difficult to seperare the values of capitalism from the values of the kingdom. Stewardship has become confused with insurance coverage, with certificates of deposit, and protective coverings for our stained glass. It is an offering, a tithe dropped into a plate to be used on ourselves and our buildings. Somewhere on the way to becoming rich we picked up the idea that preserving our property is preferable to expanding it for people. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why should it be so difficult to decide which is wiser: to open the church for the homeless to rest or to install an electronic alarm system to preserve its beauty?Why should it be such a struggle to decide which is more godly: to welcome Mrs. Smith into my home and my corduroy recliner or the preserve the "homey aroma" of my sanctuary and get extra years of service from my furniture?Is this not precisely the issue of serving mammon or God? How ingenious of our American version of Christianity to make them both one and the same.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We did finally invite Mrs. Smith to have Sunday dinner in our home. And she did just as I feared she would. She went straight for my corduroy recliner. And it never has been the same. In fact Mrs. Smith even joined a Bible study in our home the next week. Every Wednesday evening se headed right to my chair. She even referred to it as her chair!I thank God for Mrs. Smith and the conflict she brings me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In her more clearly than in Sunday School lessons or sermons, I encounter the Christ of scripture saying, " In as much as you have done unto the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&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/15673067-112779242235326370?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112779242235326370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112779242235326370&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112779242235326370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112779242235326370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/please-sit-in-my-chair.html' title='Please Sit In My Chair'/><author><name>Girl Wonder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707531696769435985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxGuSguvcH4/TKKExOxPCjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DbqzJI63CBc/S220/IMG_7180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112752952311810284</id><published>2005-09-24T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T18:00:39.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Guest Speaker</title><content type='html'>our special spaker this week for Klang Baptist Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us this week at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 Sept 2005 ( Saturday )&lt;br /&gt;4.30 - 7.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 Sept 2005 ( Sunday )&lt;br /&gt;10.30 - 12.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher by trade, this passionate Pastor of Bethaney Youth Center, Kuching has touched many lives and has compassion for the young hearts who wants to know Jesus. He has Rised up many leader in school and also in Church. Come and see what U can do to see lives changed!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112752952311810284?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112752952311810284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112752952311810284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112752952311810284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112752952311810284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/special-guest-speaker.html' title='Special Guest Speaker'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112669480083285447</id><published>2005-09-14T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:09:44.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bible quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;this is for those staying overseas...just some updates on the youth activities..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;last sat, (10/9) the youth had a bible quiz. it was based on the book of Mark..the quiz was so called publisized many weeks ago and js to give some incentive, it was emphasized that prizes were in the form of cash...the 1st prize=rm150, 2nd= 80(i think- cant remember the exact amount) and 3rd=50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and so the quiz started after worhsip. Ps lead the quiz.. he was the one that set the questions.. Ps also got a number of parents to help out to be the judges. each parent was assigned to one grp... so there were 5 grps(these grps are the cell grp which are lead by andrea, swee yin, philip, charles and me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so round one started...we(the participants) were required to answer on a piece of paper and to show the answer to the judge.although we were in a grp, those questions with only one mark are to be answered individually where else questions with 3 marks can be discussed as a grp. round 2 was the same concept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when it came to round 3, the judges picked the best 2 frm each grp...same concept for the questions and answers were applied in this round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and when it came to round 4, the best of the best 2 frm each grp competed. so the finalists were joanne (andrea's grp), yuin lin (philip's grp), mary ruth(my grp), charles (charles's grp) and finally swee yin (swee yin's grp).....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was real fun durin the quiz as we all were competing among each other.. and it was evident that some had put lots of effort it in ... some were rejoicing when they got a correct answer.. even for me, being able to answer even an easy questions brings much satisfaction... the questions were not very tough.. it mainly touch on How, Which and what questions..there were a number of questions where Ps asked eg when jesus fed the 5000, which chap was it taken frm??...it sounded easy but yet not easy to answer. in other words, some ques were too easy that some couldn't get an accurate answer...there were lots of excitement too cz some got very close answers to the actual answer....also, it was a very tight competition bcz the total of each grp's mark were very close..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, the winner for individual marks was Swee Yin ...and her grp won the grp category... so they won a hamper worth rm150.. super chunted stuff in it(expensive brands).. there were lots of chocolate.. famous amos biscuit, wine.. eh sorry, sparkling juice only la..there are still under age people in our youth..:P, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;overall, every one had fun laughing at each others mistakes during the quiz (like eugene got the correct answer but then decided to change it..so he cud have gotten a mark if he didnt strike of the previous answer)... we also had fun indulging ourselves in the food from the hamper, the refreshments(goreng pisang) and some jagung cake..it was like a feast full of sweets..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i took some pics on Sat but i'm experiencing prb transeferring it to the computer.. once its fixed, i'll post it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112669480083285447?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112669480083285447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112669480083285447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112669480083285447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112669480083285447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/bible-quiz.html' title='bible quiz'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-112637543966623082</id><published>2005-09-11T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T02:07:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read Luke 7:37-50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book of luke: 7:36-50 tells us about Mary Magdelene was a sinner came to Jesus and fall on her knees, weeping. Then she uses her hair fromher head wiping Jesus feet with the tears while she was weeping, then she kissed his feet.Holding in one hand an alabaster flask, broke it and pour the expensive perfume on his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfume that she poured was not just perfumed but its an expensive one too. Mary showed her passion for Christ by sacrificing an expensive perfumed, and wiping his feet with her hair. Worship can also be seen in this story cause she worship with all her heart, soul, mind, and strength. She did not care to hear the mocking trown at her as her true purpose is to worship him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing aplies in life... worshiping God is considered and honor and has to be done with all your heart,soul,mind and strength. Worshiping is praise given to God, worship is give glory and honor to God. We must place our selfs as a living sacrifice ( roman 12: 1 ) upon God and worship him. Like what my mom always says " dont depend on people and worldly things, always depend on God"..and thats true. cause people will put you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always focus on God let the holy spirit guide you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This is a short article by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Raykhor".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pls read luke 7: 37-50 before readin this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112637543966623082?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112637543966623082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112637543966623082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112637543966623082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112637543966623082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/passion-worship.html' title='Passion Worship'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112637368865010281</id><published>2005-09-11T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T01:34:48.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Housewives?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/hp_mainnotunein_huffman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/hp_mainnotunein_huffman2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the hippest, newest TV series around, concerning 4 "Desperate Housewives" who have their own dirty secrets and troubled lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newspapers and websites are having 'Which Desperate Houswife are You?' articles and stuff like that. A very big hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently someone, a Christian, told me that she felt she could relate to a certain housewife in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the least, I was shocked. How can somebody, who has the hope and has already recieved the love of Jesus Christ say they feel their life is like a desperate housewife? The desperate housewives no nothing of the love of Christ, they don't have that hope. And to say our life with Christ is similiar to theirs, would be an insult to the faith we have in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I nagged at her so much, she changed her mind. If anyone out can "connect" with a deperate housewife, call on the name of the Lord, and He will save you. You have a chance of hope and joy, perhaps not happiness, but yes hope in the Lord. Grab the chance while you still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.. our lives are getting so sad till we have to compare ourselves to tv show characters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112637368865010281?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112637368865010281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112637368865010281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112637368865010281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112637368865010281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/desperate-housewives.html' title='Desperate Housewives?'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112627467464935956</id><published>2005-09-09T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T22:53:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PicTaRs</title><content type='html'>go to this website (&lt;a href="http://kbcyouf.multiply.com/"&gt;http://kbcyouf.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;) to view some pictures of the youth.. some albums are for my own use ... not related to youth though... but you all can see...i used to link the xanga website to this webpge.. some of you might have known it sometime ago..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VIEWING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112627467464935956?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112627467464935956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112627467464935956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112627467464935956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112627467464935956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/pictars.html' title='PicTaRs'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-112624429622150164</id><published>2005-09-09T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T13:42:10.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES! of china..</title><content type='html'>here is my team !! ^_^ .... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/1600/me%20team!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/320/me%20team%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my roommate, Maggie and I . &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/1600/CHINA%20!%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/320/CHINA%20%21%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's when I started to go crazy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/1600/heheheheeeeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/320/heheheheeeeeeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then I taught them to dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/1600/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/320/dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then my craziness got contagious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/320/hotpotttttt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here is when I had my identity crisis.. hahahaha (just kidding):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/1600/angry4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4886/300/320/angry4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, i was bored...so i decided to post some pics up.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bye bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112624429622150164?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112624429622150164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112624429622150164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112624429622150164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112624429622150164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/pictures-of-china.html' title='PICTURES! of china..'/><author><name>Girl Wonder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707531696769435985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxGuSguvcH4/TKKExOxPCjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DbqzJI63CBc/S220/IMG_7180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112618623167938303</id><published>2005-09-08T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:40:12.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's Salvation is by Grace</title><content type='html'>John and God stood at the side to observe a baseball game. The Lord's team was playing againts Satan's team. The Lord's team was the batter and the score was tied zero to zero. It was the bottom of the 9th inning with two outs. They continued to watch as a batter stepped up unto the base named 'Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love swung at the first pitch and hit a single, because "Love never fails." The next batter was named Faith, who also got a single because Faith works with Love. The next batter up was named Godly Wisdom. Satan wound up and threw the first pitch. Godly Wisdom looked it over and let it pass: Strike one, strike two, strike three and Godly Wisdom walked through because he never swings at what Satan pitches. The four bases were now loaded. The Lord then turned to Freddy and told him He was now going to bring in His star player. Up to the first base stepped Grace. John said, "He sure doesn't look like much!" Satan's whole team relaxed when they saw Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking he had won the game, Satan round up and fired his second pitch. To the shock of everyone, Grace hit the ball harder than anyone had ever seen! But Satan was not worried; his center fielder let very few balls get by him. He reached for the sky for that ball, but it went right through his firey glove, hit him on the head and sent him crashing to the ground; the roaring crowd went wild as the ball continued over the fence for a home run! The Lord's team wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord then asked John if he knew why Love, Faith and Godly Wisdom could get on their bases but couldn't win the game. John answered that he didn't know why? Then the Lord explained, "If your love, faith and wisdom had won the game, you would think you had done it by yourself. Love, Faith and Wisdom will get you to the base but only by Grace canget you Home; "For by Grace you are saved, it is a gift from God; not of works, lest any man should boast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ephestians 2:8-9 Psalm 84:11, "For the Lord God is a sun and shield; the Lord will give grace and glory; no good thing will He withhold from those who walk uprightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"article by "unknown"edited by Raykhor cause got grammar mistakes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112618623167938303?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112618623167938303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112618623167938303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112618623167938303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112618623167938303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/lords-salvation-is-by-grace.html' title='The Lord&apos;s Salvation is by Grace'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112577184612189796</id><published>2005-09-04T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:25:26.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>question</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was just wondering.. what does it really mean when people say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"last week youth very on fire leh, this week we like so dead" ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112577184612189796?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112577184612189796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112577184612189796&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112577184612189796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112577184612189796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/question.html' title='question'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112576817194565980</id><published>2005-09-04T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:36:07.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On fire for God Again</title><content type='html'>haha....wooohoo!!! three weeks left!! and i'm startin to have the fire for GOD again...doesn't mean that I don't have the fire before this...but the flame is growing hotter/stronger and I can't help-it!!. The desire to push on and finish this training juz to serve God more and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to think of the things that I want to do after the training!!! things like...see the youth change in wisdom and in spirit....I heard from my friend, The youth is dead again..come on!!! last week was so powerful when I worshiped lead but last week but this week, it suddenly died down!!! ...wheres the passion for God hmm !!! I think they need to get it rite!!! yeah....its not about the worship leader that sing so beautifully or cool songs that hypes you up!!!....it all about the Person Up there waitin to be worship. It's all about Jesus, but then you're too focused on this thing u will loose it. whats the real purpose of worship!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about Praising God the almighty...praising Jesus...that died on the cross for our sins so that we can come clean before God. Worship is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;1. Worship is Waiting upon God ( Isaiah 40:30-31 )&lt;br /&gt;2. Worship is undistracted focus on God ( Jeremiah 30:21-22 )&lt;br /&gt;3. Worship is an extravagant adoration of God ( Luke 7:38 )&lt;br /&gt;4. Worship is an unconditional sacrifice to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 1,2,3,4 is taken from Ps Kong Hee's Message " worship" )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I urge u ppl to hang on to God. Pray and Worship him with all your heart, with all your soul and with all your might!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112576817194565980?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112576817194565980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112576817194565980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112576817194565980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112576817194565980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-fire-for-god-again.html' title='On fire for God Again'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112576385970728247</id><published>2005-09-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T17:07:06.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My report on China</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hi guys and girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice blog you have here. Anyway, I thought I would post my report on China here. I have not given it out to people yet, so you guys are the first to read it. It is pretty long, cos we were required to write a 10 page report. So don't fall asleep yah! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this whole report is more of what I have learnt spiritually and all. Other aspects of the trip are not included. It would be too long. So if you wana know more just ask me personally about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.... !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The thought of going to China was just an interesting but far-fetched idea. When Christian, my staffworker, announced at IVCF (Intervarsity Christian Fellowship) to those who were keen to come and see him personally, I decided to do just that thinking that it would not hurt to have a conversation with him. After the chat, I gave a more serious thought to the idea. As time went by, I discerned that that was what God wanted me to do the past summer. However, it was a very hard decision for me. I had other plans in mind for the summer. I was supposed to work the rest of the summer in order to collect all my internship hours needed in order to be licensed as a pharmacist when I graduate later. The hours collected were only valid if it was collected when I was not in school (meaning during holidays or school breaks only) and thus I needed about 500 hours in all. I have already completed 100 hours by then, but I needed 400 more hours. And the past summer was the only summer left for me to earn those hours. I would not be able to complete them unless I collect them after I have graduated from Drake's pharmacy school and try to get licensed much later after that. Also, I really wanted to go back home to Malaysia the past summer. And I knew that if I were to decide to go to China for summer, I would not be able to finish my internship hours and I would definitely not be able to go back home at all that summer. With all these thoughts still running through my mind the closing date was approaching fast. And one week passed the deadline, I had yet to decide if I should go to China or not. Then my friend, Shalina who also went on the trip with me) shared with me this word that she believed was meant for both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be very careful, then how you live – not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the Lord's will is. (Ephesians 5:15-17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;After reading that verse, I really felt that God was really calling me to China. However, I still did not know how I was going to finish my hours and also the thought of wanting to go home was still there. But I decided to go anyway partly because I was really tired of thinking back and forth if I should go or not. And I knew that if I did not go this year, I would not have the opportunity to go again another time. After I had made my decision to go, I felt much peace from the Lord. By faith, I felt assured that the Lord was going to help me work out my internship hours somehow and everything was going to turn out for an ultimate good. I did not know what was going to happen, but I just had the peace and assurance that it was going to turn out for the best. Some time towards the end of March and early April, I received an email from the Dean of Pharmacy School at Drake saying that the Iowa Board of Pharmacy has decided to cut down the required internship hours from 500 to 250 hours! It was like a miracle to me. It meant that I could go on this trip and yet able to finish my internship hours at the same time. I only needed 150 more hours now (since I already did 100 by then). The trip only took up 6 weeks of summer and then I had another 6-7 weeks to work on my hours. I think in the excitement of what had happened, I somehow forgot that I still had about 150 more hours to finish and booked a flight ticket back to Malaysia thinking that I could finish those hours in two weeks before I headed home. After purchasing my ticket, I realized it was not possible. However, just when I thought I had messed it all again, I received another surprising email from the Dean that the Iowa Board of Pharmacy had agreed to count the hours I worked weekly whilst in school up to a max of 10 hours per week to count towards my total internship hours too. So in reality, since I had been working all school year, I had actually completed my internship hours by then! It was amazing! I couldn't believe it! All of my concerns and worries about the internship hours evaporated from my crowded mind. God had been so good to me, and I knew by then that it was His will for me to go. So not only did God took care of my internship hours but He also gave much more by allowing me to go home before my China short term mission trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Funding was not too hard for me. God provided just enough for me to go and even provided me a free ticket to go to China. So I did not have to raise extra money since as my ticket would be more expensive than the rest of my teammates in my going back to Malaysia first and then only to China. God was so faithful from the start and He continued to be during the whole journey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When I arrived at China, I expected myself to know a lot about Chinese culture and to be able to adjust easier than the rest since I am a Chinese myself. But I was wrong because by the end of the trip God had showed me how much I needed to learn even more. He stripped away all of my pride and my seemingly thorough knowledge about things Chinese. Also, in the beginning it was hard for me to trust them (the Chinese) because of my own prejudice that I had against Chinese people in China. So I knew God needed to help me deal with that distrust otherwise I would not be able to love them as He would want me to. It's kind of hard to admit but I came to China with full of suspicion, fear and superiority complex over my own race and culture. I needed to ask God to make me humble in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, God gave me Maggie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My roommate was Maggie. Much to surprise again, Maggie is a Han majority and she is a native of YinChuan, Ningxia. It was funny to see how she was so similar to me in more ways than I could remember. She is a quiet person and an introvert like I am. She loves music, though her liking for music is a genre different from mine. But, by His grace, she and I got along pretty well the first week or so. It was fun getting to know her better the first week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;By the second week, things got tough especially in my communicating with her. Even though her English was excellent compared to most of the other Chinese students, there were still barriers in our trying to understand one another. I also came to notice that by the second week she wanted to talk more than listen. So it was hard for me to keep listening and to be alert all the time when she was talking. I would say that I am a listener, but listening continually to her was indeed a test for me. She was also quite authoritative in that she would insist that her ideas were right and that I should follow them. It might just be her way of showing that she truly cared for me but it got frustrating on many occasions. With all those expectations coming onstream, it got harder for me to love her. And then, all of a sudden, everything that she did seemed irritating to me even her presence itself. It was then that I knew that I had to depend on God for a lot of patience and endurance and also to help me love her with His love and not just mine. A lot of things were way beyond my own ability. With a lot of prayers and support from my teammates, it got better and better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It was amazing because every time I shared with my teammates about it, I felt so much of my own baggage lifted off from me and I could start loving her so much better. It was God showing me how much He can do through me if only I depended on Him more. Also, He was showing me how it is important to be real and let my weaknesses be known and not be too guarded with myself. Sharing our struggles amongst one another not only helped me deal with my pride but also helped me to get to know my teammates better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God also used Maggie to teach me so much about myself. Since she was similar to me in a lot of ways, God was showing me my weaknesses through her. At first, I could not accept that I was irritated with the things that she did because after awhile I realized that whatever she did was the very same things that I would do too! So it was a challenge especially when I got frustrated with something that she might be doing in particular or however that she might be acting, because it was how I would have acted too. It was like being irritated or frustrated with myself and the way I acted. In a way, it was hard for me to admit my own mistakes and weaknesses. But then I realized and started to see how much God loves me in spite of everything. His love for me was beyond what I could comprehend and it was definitely a greater love that I myself could ever offer to anyone else. And knowing that even through my weaknesses, He still chooses me and use me in ministering to others. That was really touching. And I knew that with His love, I was capable of loving Maggie too, just as He loved me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;On the other hand, in terms of where she stood on the spiritual side, she was pretty open about the gospel. She knew a lot about Christianity and had heard the gospel many times through her foreign teacher. One thing that was a highlight that summer was the fact that she enjoyed worship songs very much. She even shared with me one day that she felt that there was something different about Christian worship songs because it is something that one will never get bored like the other secular songs. Apart from that, she loved to sing, so I helped her with learning the songs and left her with a worship CD of mine. She practiced singing those songs everyday and was really keen to learn more each time. My prayer for her would be that she would one day come to believe what she sings and sing it with her heart to our Abba Father. Hopefully too, the songs would touch the chords of her heart and not give her the greater revelation about our faithful and loving God. I know that deep down in the crevices of my own heart, even though it was hard for me to talk to her, she was truly seeking for truth to fill the void in her that has been created by God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She shared with me once how she felt confused about what is the truth; Christianity or the principles of Marxism that she grew up with. It was hard for her because she grew up with Marxism all her life and did not know if that thought of Christianity was really the truth as we claim it to be. I then encouraged her to continue seeking and not give up. She has done many Bible studies with her foreign teachers before and told me that she really like it. Hopefully, after our summer together, she would grow to be even more interested in God's word and continue to seek Him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then contending the culture &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Chinese culture was not very different from the Chinese culture that we had experienced in Malaysia. It was similar in a lot of ways. However, what I grew up with was more of a mix bag of Chineseness fused with western culture. What was confusing to me at first was the fact that I am both an American and a Malaysian in nationality and a Chinese at the same time. It was never such an obvious identity conflict in my life but it became very apparent when I was in China. That was especially when I am in the midst of so many Americans in China and my being very Malaysian at the same time. I had never felt the three very distinct parts of my identity being brought to an expose for all to see! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I used to be able to clump it all as one, but in China, it stood out distinctively different! I knew I am ethnically Chinese, but yet I felt very foreign in China. I knew that I am American too since I was born there but I do not feel like I belong in the American group either. I felt like I am more Malaysian since that was where I grew up and because of that background, I tended to sub-consciously feel very different from everyone else. However, as we spent more time with both the Chinese students and American students at the same time, the more I felt that I was not Chinese. So it was interesting to discover that I am more American than I thought I was. What an eye-opener! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Some Chinese culture that I grew up with but did not embrace at all became a conflict of sorts when it was played out to the Chinese students. I had to learn to be humble and learn how to accept it as part of their culture and tried to be understanding in a lot of ways. One of the many things that I like about them is how they gave up so much of themselves to serve us, the guests. Though a lot of us were not used to being watched over all the time, but I knew the intention of the Chinese were sincere and it was just their way of showing that they care. I also like how being in a community is so important for them. I have grown to be used to be a part of a community over the summer because of that experience. Towards the end of the trip, the more I realized that it is alright to be different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;For all in all, I am still God's child and we all share the same Father. I do not have to try to fit in into any group and try to find out who I am. I just needed to be aware that God made me and I wish to become who God wants me to be. After being comfortable with who I am, I felt more comfortable with others around me, whether it was with the Americans or the Chinese. I was able to be more of myself and not try to act to please everyone like I always do. And through that process, I have become very close to a lot of them. It has been a blessing that God has made me realized that I could be that close to so many at any one time. Like I have shared with my team, before the trip, I never thought that becoming good friends with Americans would be possible. That was because I never thought I could relate well enough to build a deeper level of friendship with them. But the past summer, I was proven wrong, because I realized that I can relate with them in a lot of ways. More so when we all share the same goal and running after the same prize to see the gospel moving forward and hence pitching further afar the periphery of His kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for myself, this summer experience had made me see a lot of myself that I have never seen before. God revealed to me parts of myself that needed to be worked on but also at the same time He had also affirmed me in the disciplines that I am already doing fairly well. I knew I had a lot of pride in me to needed to be torn asunder in order for me to depend on Him more and more. Sometimes, due to my own selfish demeanor, I had always wanted to do what was most comfortable for me and not deal with difficult issues that were hindering God's working in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He had not only made me see my weaknesses through my roommate Maggie, but He also brought up issues in my life that I needed to resolve. It was not easy at first because it was rather distracting but I knew I needed to face it squarely before I could really move on and be ready for God to use me fully. It was made clear that God wanted all of me, not only the good parts but even the broken pieces of me to be used for His glory. God changed my heart on a lot of things; He changed my heart about my own view of China and the Chinese people and but also about my fellow Americans. He gave me a whole new perspective of things and got me out of my own little box that I had known about Chinese and American culture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Through this summer experience, I believed that I have grown to trust Him more. He took away all pretensions that I had the time I was quite freaked out by the visions we all saw during our listening prayer. Then, I knew I had no one else to turn to but Him. It was a spiritual battle, and I knew very well that I could not fight it with my own strength. At that point in the summer, I started to wonder why I even decided to come to China in the first place. Surely not to be frightened by the enemy. I felt like giving up, because having fear has always been a crippling thing for me. But God was faithful, He not only help me deal with fear but also made me see how much I needed to rely on Him and not on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here then is God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has taught me a lot about prayer. Prayer has always been something that I relied on a lot in life. However, I was reminded again of its power on that trip and how important it is for us to meet to pray. We had daily morning prayers at 7 am every morning. It was not only a good time to seek for the Lord's help but it also helped us start of the day with God on our minds. It was a good time of bonding and to be able to pray for each other's needs too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;One new thing I learnt was the idea of listening prayer. It was interesting to see how much God can say through us when we actually listen to Him, listening to His heartbeats and re-orienting mine to reflect that of His. Most of the time, I would just present my request to Him and that would be all there is to it about prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Often, I did not give God the opportunity to speak back to me. It was interesting to see how much God had so much to say to us if only we take time to listen to Him. It also gave me a lot of encouragement to be able to see clearly how God can be pro-active than I had earlier thought possible. Apart from prayer, scripture became very real during that trip too. It made me see how much wonder and awe God's Word can do and how it was the sword of the Spirit that had under-girded us all the time. And that I would not be depleted of His resources anytime if only the Word can be etched in permanence in my own heart. And I found it profoundly useful whenever I was gripped in fear and when I needed encouragement in the silence of the night. God reminded me of His love all the time by revealing to me in times of need though my favorite scripture verses. He never failed to remind me of His faithfulness and of His presence all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/15673067-112576385970728247?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112576385970728247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112576385970728247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112576385970728247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112576385970728247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-report-on-china.html' title='My report on China'/><author><name>Girl Wonder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07707531696769435985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AxGuSguvcH4/TKKExOxPCjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/DbqzJI63CBc/S220/IMG_7180.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112567165737070880</id><published>2005-09-02T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T22:36:05.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why U need to Go toChurch</title><content type='html'>A Church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. I've gone and done it for 30 long years now," he wrote, "and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I think I'm wasting my time and the preachers are wasting theirs too by giving lengthy sermons at all."This started a real controversy in the "Letters to the Editor" column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this...They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!"When you are DOWN to nothing...God is UP to something! Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible! Thank God for our physical and our spiritual nourishment!When Satan is knocking at your door, simply say,""Jesus, could you get that for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"This article is taken frm an unknown source"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112567165737070880?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112567165737070880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112567165737070880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112567165737070880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112567165737070880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-u-need-to-go-tochurch.html' title='Why U need to Go toChurch'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112549099459882531</id><published>2005-08-31T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T20:23:14.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Merdeka</title><content type='html'>Slamat Merdeka orang kampung KBC. Apa Khabar semua,,,haiyah....English is better, thus the government encourages english to be use  Hahaha!!!  48 years of Independence ..wat we've gone through ..dunnolah, war, inflation,blablabla!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thank GOD for the multi racial and understanding Government and I would Like to Wish all 31 august ppl. Philip and Uncle Hang ..bless you pll...Ah for Kaybeesee ppl tomorow is Jenifers Birthd'y so smslah or call haha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112549099459882531?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112549099459882531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112549099459882531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112549099459882531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112549099459882531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-merdeka.html' title='Happy Merdeka'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112546885745678092</id><published>2005-08-31T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T14:14:17.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Merdeka</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When the month of August comes, my dad will bring out the Jalur Gemilang and hang it up in front of our house. I'll probably help hold the ladder steady for him. But my part in patriotism probably ends there, if you could call it 'a part'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Every time the 13th of May comes, I'll ask my dad to retell what he experienced on that day, in the year 1963. And he'll tell me his mom had made him hold a stick and keep watch outside the house. Thankfully, he was in a small village in the suburbs of KL, so the riots never got near his village. However, he says, 'I only missed it by &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;half an hour. If I hadn't got home before that, my head would probably have been gone.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My mom too, experienced May 13, 1963. She remembers vaguely running away out her house with her whole family to a safe place, away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; from fires and shouts everywhere. She also remembers one of her classmates stopped coming to school after that, because her sister had been killed in the riots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;You would probably expect all these stories to come from your grandma who doesn't speak the same language as you, and&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; who experienced the WWII and the Japanese coming and pulling out people's fingernails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But what d'ya know? My mom experienced that. She experienced living with 6 other family members in tiny 2 room Chow Kit Road flat the size of my living room. My dad had to sit outside his house, trembling with fear, hoping the riots of May 13 would never reach his village. He who used to get whacked my his mom for secretly swimming in the mining pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And then people of my parent's generation got married, and had children. And those children are us, our generation. And what... what small flat were you talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;48 years. Or less, considering 1963, 40 years. We've changed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a great deal in 40 years. We've the tallest building in the world (2nd, now) and we even have our own universities,our own car manufacterers, and oh our own philharmonic orchestra (save for the 99% foreign employees there).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love the amount of holidays our educational system has, I love the tropical rainforests, Cameron Highlands, the numerous islands, the glorious food. What can I say, I'm thankful we don't need to be in constant fear of riots or political assassinations. And though we have not gone through the experiences our parents and grandparents have gone through, I'm glad I live here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Selamat Hari Merdeka! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;PS. Malaysia has lots of snakes as well. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the cool shade of the cross,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mary-ruth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112546885745678092?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112546885745678092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112546885745678092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112546885745678092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112546885745678092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/08/selamat-hari-merdeka.html' title='Selamat Hari Merdeka'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112531700925317846</id><published>2005-08-29T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T20:03:29.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His aWeSoMe touch</title><content type='html'>wow... this is a beautiful blog..so much cooler compared to the xanga one..i decided to share my thoughts and experience with God to you hoping in return that this would bless you.....&lt;br /&gt;...well, actually i'd like to refer particularly to last Sat meeting..thank u Raymond and team for such a wonderful time of worship..indeed i needed that touch frm God again..&lt;br /&gt;........for the past few months, i've been so bz with studies, teachin at the tuition centre and goin for drama practice in college...i struggled emotionally and spritually too.. i doubted God.. i questioned many things..at times, i do knw that God is at work, but  i sin and believe that its a pure coincidence..i've been in such denial tat the evil one is at work. i only tot, due to my buziness, i cant manage time well..little did i knw i was "rowing my boat" further and further away from God's Kingdom..i guess i didnt realize cz my body didnt burn out and i tried to do my quiet time..but on Sat, it came to reality that my petrol tank was at negative "E".&lt;br /&gt;god continued to work in me on Sun. thru worship.. i love one of the songs sung yest.. this stanza meant so much to me:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;" B&lt;em&gt;e still, for the power of the Lord,  is moving in this place, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;      He comes to cleanse and heal and minister  His grace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;    &lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; No work too hard for Him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;      In faith receive from Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;     Be still, for the power of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;      is moving in this place"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reminded me again tat we have to learn to be still in god's presence..buziness can pull you so far away from God that sometimes you wont realize it until u bow down and admit your dependance on Him..i learnt to that when God has touched me and worked in me mightily, i shudnt  leave it to die/subside...nourish His touch with His word and His righteous living and I will die a happy woman..:P&lt;br /&gt;also, don't doubt when you pray.. instead, believe and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;THROUGH FAITH YOU SHAL RECIEVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God tat i'm on His path once again.. AMEN to that!!i'll js like to bless you with this verse which i came across during my quiet time today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;JAMES 5:16  "........... the earnest prayer of a righteous person has great   power and wonderful results"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'm not workin nor goin for drama practices..setting my priorities right 1st...like raymond said "Put God 1st, the others would fall in place"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112531700925317846?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112531700925317846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112531700925317846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112531700925317846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112531700925317846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/08/his-awesome-touch.html' title='His aWeSoMe touch'/><author><name>!ultrawoman!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958326757075089802</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-15673067.post-112531414570419435</id><published>2005-08-29T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T19:15:45.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living an extension of His life &amp; to be like Christ. (more of Romans 12)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8011/1460/1600/evans_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8011/1460/320/evans_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8011/1460/1600/evans_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Living an Extention of His Life, &amp; to be like Him&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he.(Pr 29:18 AV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. (Pr 3:5-6 AV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whom we preach, warning every man, and teaching every man in all wisdom; that we may present every man perfect in Christ Jesus: Whereunto I also labour, striving according to his working, which worketh in me mightily.(Col 1:28-29 AV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The Call of Jesus Christ to a great purpose is a call to take up your cross, die to your personal desires, and follow Him to a fruitful death that will accomplish something significant.Doing something great does not happen with a part-time commitment or a few years of effort. It demands your entire life and all the strength and resources that God gives you.It is something I need to remind myself too.Our daily prayer, our daily cry To be more like Him, to be more like Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I ask myself how? Romans 12:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service. And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God. (Ro 12:1-2 AV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Our purpose is to be transformed in our minds, that will lead us to be transparent and to purity. Power, comes through a life of purity. To have authority, is first to come under authority in subjection of our will and emotions.At times I do not sense the life and prayer of authority, because there were impurities in my life. We are in a warfare daily, Satan will cause us to loose our purity in our minds, hearts, emotions and our eyes, even in our mouth (tongue, the words and things we say).UNTIL we are transform in our minds, will we then be able to be in His likeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The Devil, Satan attacks us spiritually and physically through our minds, that leads to an action and from an action, into a habit, and from a habit into a stronghold. This will destroy us physically and our relationship with Christ. (our spirit).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;We should, and I do purpose to live by Romans 12:1-2, that is to be transform by the renewing of our minds.And also&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2 Timothy 2:19-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nevertheless the foundation of God standeth sure, having this seal, The Lord knoweth them that are his. And, Let every one that nameth the name of Christ depart from iniquity. But in a great house there are not only vessels of gold and of silver, but also of wood and of earth; and some to honour, and some to dishonour. If a man therefore purge himself from these, he shall be a vessel unto honour, sanctified, and meet for the masters use, and prepared unto every good work.(2Ti 2:19-21 AV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be more like Him, to be more like Him, and to live an extension of His life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Iniquity- Idolatry, worshipping with your mind, what is not of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love, where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.-Saint Francis of Assisi-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FAITH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forsaking All I Trust Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=600,height=450,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://leeandrew86.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/evans.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD BLESS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=600,height=450,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://leeandrew86.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/evans_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112531414570419435?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112531414570419435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112531414570419435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112531414570419435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112531414570419435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/08/living-extension-of-his-life-to-be.html' title='Living an extension of His life &amp; to be like Christ. (more of Romans 12)'/><author><name>Andrew Lee S.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05027302532917622046</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-15673067.post-112524802950983162</id><published>2005-08-29T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T00:53:49.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be committed to Christ</title><content type='html'>This verse has repeatedly came up to me this pass few weeks...Think GOD has something to tell me..The verse is Romans 12:1 it tells us about us being a living sacrifice for GOD. It reminds me that God send his only beloved son to this planet to die for us on the cross. Jesus Christ..Loved us so much that he shed his blood for us just to wash our sins..So that we could have eternal live with Jesus Christ. We should also sacrifice for God...A living sacrifice that is! We should not complaint or grumble as for what he did on the cross for us....It also talk about commitment to God, to studies, and to parents. "etc"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always put God first in everything you do..and the other things can come after...Without God, we will fall...We will be a person without foundation ..Cause God supports us everywhere we go. Worship ministry, family ministry, youth ministry and other parts of church...Serve with all your heart for God..Because in this you will glorify Gods name. That includes your studies brothers and sisters in Christ...Always seek God when you need help...Prayer is the important part. Make it as a part of our daily walk with God&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus name "Amen"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112524802950983162?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112524802950983162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112524802950983162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112524802950983162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112524802950983162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/08/be-committed-to-christ.html' title='Be committed to Christ'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112523798413049036</id><published>2005-08-28T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T22:27:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Blog</title><content type='html'>Nothing has been happening &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (note the ray of hope in 'yet'), and so I'll give you guys a little tutorial on how to post up a weblog okie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Step 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log in to your account by going to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;www.blogger.com&lt;/a&gt; , like the page below, enter your username and password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;[If you have not recieved an invitation email to join the blog, send a blank email to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:mruthster@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;mruthster@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;identify yourself&lt;/strong&gt;. I'll email you the invitation a.s.a.p.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/blogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Step 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will come to this page, click the &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; cross, as shown with the arrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/asdfasd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/asdfasd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Step 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will then come to this page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type whatever you want to say in the empty space, choose your font, colour, size, put links, or pictures. Up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're done, click the orange button to publish the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;voila,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you're DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy peasy, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112523798413049036?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112523798413049036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112523798413049036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112523798413049036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112523798413049036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-to-blog.html' title='How to Blog'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112524904764926558</id><published>2005-08-26T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T01:10:47.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed to be a blessing to others</title><content type='html'>Be bless, and to be a blessing to others. Thats what happen on this day. It was a supprise given to our senior members of the church. Amen!!!! its was a well found and powderfull ( as Ps Sandra Sayz which juz simply mean powerfull )  experience. The spirit of God was there to minister to us and we the Youth ppl!!! are filled with the spirit ready to minister to our elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It all started with a prayer walk arround 6 pm. Ps Jerry was leading and prayed for each other. We prayed for the worship team, and other youth ppl as to hav faith and for the spirit of the Lord to minister to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Senior Members were actually supprise to find that this prayer meeting is specially for them, and it was not the usual arrange agenda meeting. So we prayed for them starting by breaking them into groups and we when arround praying for each other. Amen !!! on that verry day somebody had recieve Jesus Christ as their Lord and Saviour..wooohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112524904764926558?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112524904764926558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112524904764926558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112524904764926558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112524904764926558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/08/blessed-to-be-blessing-to-others.html' title='Blessed to be a blessing to others'/><author><name>Raykhor</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ci09Kgg0I/SOMIZp1gC6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rPN5OwQeKQg/S220/Image222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15673067.post-112481990067522794</id><published>2005-08-24T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T15:22:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Formal Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, here we are. Our KBC youth &lt;em&gt;group&lt;/em&gt; blog, and hopefully we'll keep it this way, and not like our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/kbcyouf"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;past failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; (at xanga). [note: I say it's failure not because Alicia wasn't doing a good job maintaining it but because no one visited it AND xanga did not allow multiple accounts in one blog, unlike this current one.] &lt;/span&gt;One thing before I start, I'm Mary-Ruth, your administrator, if there's any problems, email me at mruthster@gmail.com Also, if you're dissatisfied with the blog skin and layout, let me know, give suggestions and I'll see what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this is that everyone can just log in and blog. Everyone has their own account and their own voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I suppose all you geniuses can figure out how to creae a post. Your posts can be about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;your daily experiences and how God has shown you stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;things you would like to share with rest of the youth, like example: you got no. 1 in class or you banged another car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;thoughts on current issues faced by youth today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;something that was shown to you during devotion time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;prayer requests &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I should remind you that your posts should NOT be too random. Make sure you have a point in what you're about to say. And whatever your point is, it should be redeeming. But hey, if you're feeling discouraged and need prayer, by all means, ask for it! We're here for you. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;NOW, EVERYONE, START BLOGGING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3518/367/320/writing.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15673067-112481990067522794?l=kbc-youth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/feeds/112481990067522794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15673067&amp;postID=112481990067522794&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112481990067522794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15673067/posts/default/112481990067522794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbc-youth.blogspot.com/2005/08/formal-introduction.html' title='A Formal Introduction'/><author><name>Mary-Ruth</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1318/1201597287_fbd11cbb5c_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
