<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244</id><updated>2009-12-14T22:51:33.998+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger Soh</title><subtitle type='html'>Me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-1108138194328050371</id><published>2009-12-14T22:40:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:51:34.016+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfless in the Selfish world</title><content type='html'>Problems in the society today: &lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to speak and no one wants to listen.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to do what they want and dun want to do what they dun want.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to be the served, not the servant.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to lead, not to follow.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to satisfy their needs, not others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarise, everyone, including me, have a tendency to want things for themselves, satisfy themselves then to think of others. and the most disheartening thing is this is happening everywhere, in families, in couples,parent and child, in husband and wife, mother and child, brothers and sisters, friends, in school, in church, in work. Everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The virus of selfishness have spread to all of us, and caught us so severely that sometimes, we fail to see the virus because we see ourselves more important than the other meat bags around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there us this void in us, that seems to never satisfy even we have our wants and needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just one cure for all of us, and it just packed it all into one simple verse,&lt;br /&gt;Acts 20:35: &lt;br /&gt;"In all things I have shown you that by working hard in this way we must help the weak and remember the words of the Lord Jesus, how he himself said, 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.' " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy is putting&lt;br /&gt;Jesus first&lt;br /&gt;Others second&lt;br /&gt;Yourself last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all remember that the next time we feel our needs becime greater then the needs of others,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-1108138194328050371?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/1108138194328050371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=1108138194328050371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1108138194328050371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1108138194328050371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/12/selfless-in-selfish-world.html' title='Selfless in the Selfish world'/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-1237934517038673278</id><published>2009-11-13T22:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:46:59.630+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a bad day for me.&lt;br /&gt;I screwed my oral jap test,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i reached home, found out that my programming assignment is wrong and I submitted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a phy test which test me about the last few chapters of physics, got super paranoid about it, then super worried, in the end, ended up with many careless mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is going down the drain tgt with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it is because i got so worried over studies that i neglected God and spend time with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-1237934517038673278?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/1237934517038673278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=1237934517038673278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1237934517038673278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1237934517038673278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/11/sigh-it-has-been-bad-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-9038381378615061893</id><published>2009-11-09T22:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:17:57.970+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I started of the day by telling myself: Hey, I need to get things right back with God, although I woke up late I managed to squeexe some time for God in prayer.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I prayed according to the Lord's prayer i learnt in cell yesterdAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THen after i went to physics tutorial and lecture, i came back feeling super duper low. and then suddenly God went out of my life again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became like peter, worried that i'll sink.. &lt;br /&gt;I couldnt understand anything i study. or couldnt even remember. Trm is my jap listening test, and I dun even fully remember all the vocabs and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is i have put in effort. I did study.. but I have to agree.. not effectively tho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost at the verge of breaking down then suddenly heard the song by chris tomlin, was wearing my earphones to study to block out the noise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was unfailing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I am Yours forever&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength&lt;br /&gt;God of grace and power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything You hold in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;Still You make time for me&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Praise You God of Earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You never change God You remain&lt;br /&gt;The Holy One&lt;br /&gt;My unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my rock&lt;br /&gt;The one I hold on to&lt;br /&gt;You are my song&lt;br /&gt;And I sing for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything You hold in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;Still You make time for me&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Praise You God of Earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You never change God You remain&lt;br /&gt;The Holy One&lt;br /&gt;My Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything You hold in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;Still you make time for me&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Praise You God of Earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is Your unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You never change God You remain&lt;br /&gt;The Holy One&lt;br /&gt;My Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will praise You&lt;br /&gt;Praise you God of earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is your unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You never change God You remain&lt;br /&gt;The Holy One&lt;br /&gt;My Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super beautiful song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun understand why am i going thru this, and I know i feel screwed up most probably is because something I have done, but some how as the verse of the song says everything is in His Hand and HE make time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just nearly teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoved Him away, but He just wanted me to be back. I ignored Him, yet He is right here with me right now when I needed Him the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His unfailing love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I going to pray for His grace and mercy for my exams. and hopefully I can do my best. remember His love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-9038381378615061893?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/9038381378615061893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=9038381378615061893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/9038381378615061893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/9038381378615061893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-started-of-day-by-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-4838335164258445531</id><published>2009-11-08T19:24:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:29:58.064+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyday they pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Empty people filled with care,&lt;br /&gt;Headed who knows where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On they go through private pain,&lt;br /&gt;Living fear to fear.&lt;br /&gt;Laughter hides their silent cries,&lt;br /&gt;Only Jesus hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of broken dreams, He's the open door.&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;When will we realize, people need the Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are called to take His light&lt;br /&gt;To a world where wrong seems right.&lt;br /&gt;What could be too great a cost&lt;br /&gt;For sharing Life with one who's lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through His love our hearts can feel&lt;br /&gt;All the grief they bear.&lt;br /&gt;They must hear the Words of Life&lt;br /&gt;Only we can share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, people need the Lord&lt;br /&gt;At the end of broken dreams, He's the open door.&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;When will we realize that we must give our lives,&lt;br /&gt;For people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;~Steve Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during Sunday school we sand this song, and it is very meaningful. Many times many people pass us by, we know they need the Lord although they refuse to accept him, and sometimes, we just give up, forget about telling them about God, and forget telling them especially through our actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was singing i was running across my mind those who i have met everyday, and I know they need Him, everybody needs Him. Even I need him, after being a christian for 4 years, I still far from where Jesus is. Still so many things to learn from Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can run away, shy away, ignore the fact, shut our eyes, turn our heads away. But nothing can make us deny that.. we need the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-4838335164258445531?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/4838335164258445531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=4838335164258445531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4838335164258445531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4838335164258445531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/11/everyday-they-pass-me-by-i-can-see-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-8021993870421172286</id><published>2009-11-06T00:41:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:51:22.201+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 21St to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my 21st birthday and it marks my life as the beginning of adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the same question ponders my mind every single birthday, did i become a better man than last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21st birthday wish was to become a Godly man, a man who fears God, loves God, loves man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm far from my target. way far, so many things to work on and stuff, and its really intangible, hard to count. Really pray that I may have a transformation in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Many times, i think of the things I had, has or have been doing, I though : 'hey i could have done it in another better way' but most of the time i didn't. And in the end missed the opportunity to live as a proper christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It marks the start of manhood, I hope i can grow up to be the real man, a man like Jesus.Blameless and upright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be my wish above all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly i wish for wisdom, Really want to be smart in tackling things sometimes, and even in academics, knowing how to juggle my messy life properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom and godliness. I pray that God answers my prayers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-8021993870421172286?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/8021993870421172286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=8021993870421172286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/8021993870421172286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/8021993870421172286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-21st-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-4826739792538408538</id><published>2009-10-31T23:20:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:31:55.758+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since i've blogged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had my 21st birthday party and I really thank God for it, get to see all my friends, they came and really showered their love and care for me. Really felt grateful and thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However today, right now, i feel very emo now..&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that I have to get to school on monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then also all my grades aren't really high flying, failed maths quiz, programming just passed, and my phy i spending half the time reading the text book and still dun get the concept.. Felt so helpless and crying doesn't help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, i think i am a terrible boyfren, didnt even really make my girl happy today, in fact, harmed her quite a few times unintentionally, only can slap myself and say that i am stupid stupid, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yup im ballooning, growing into a fat bub. Wens is slimming down which give him more opportunity to suan me and stuff.. I give up le, being fat cause me to be more stupid, foolish and being idiotic. Sigh.. have no idea what am i turning into as i enter adult hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta pray more and ask God whats wrong with my life.. I think my prayer life is really unhealthy, and my relationship check up have been procrastinating.. Argh..&lt;br /&gt;Feel so many things to dom and can never complete one. sick and sian, just want to end everything once and for all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i have a better post next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-4826739792538408538?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/4826739792538408538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=4826739792538408538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4826739792538408538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4826739792538408538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-long-time-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-6653946139386956162</id><published>2009-08-06T22:23:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:25:32.866+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What I'm feeling inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hinge of Jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fear of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An avarice of getting ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing some insecurities issue when school starts.. Lord help me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-6653946139386956162?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/6653946139386956162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=6653946139386956162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/6653946139386956162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/6653946139386956162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-im-feeling-inside-hinge-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-3968656771812084677</id><published>2009-07-31T19:43:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:47:45.210+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from NTU Campus Crusade FOC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just too many things to thank God for, all the amazing testimonies, all the wonderful things I have learnt, all the eye openers, all the fun we have in my team C4C!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it is clear which CCA I am joining already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, what I have learn from this camp is to be Still, to trust Him in ALL things and also not to wait ( slack in that matter) in building ourselves and getting others ready for God's Kingdom, because He may come back anytime, maybe 5 sec later after u read this full stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-3968656771812084677?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/3968656771812084677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=3968656771812084677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/3968656771812084677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/3968656771812084677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-came-back-from-ntu-campus-crusade.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-4336350360852181010</id><published>2009-07-28T20:14:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:16:46.401+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have not been the best christian, and sometimes have not even go near to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, but now I can't do anything, I cannot do anything, I can't change anything, But you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, may your love and faith, give us strength to go through this, Lord, please bring an end to this situation. We are lost, we are tired, and our hope runs thin. Lord. May your will be done.. I trust in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-4336350360852181010?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/4336350360852181010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=4336350360852181010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4336350360852181010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4336350360852181010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-god-i-know-i-have-not-been-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-3096890247213330659</id><published>2009-07-05T20:06:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:10:17.732+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A psalm of Roger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe to me,&lt;br /&gt;How great the kingdom of Heaven I could not see.&lt;br /&gt;How far I am from entering the Gates of Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe to us,&lt;br /&gt;How many of us can see the path?&lt;br /&gt;How many of us will be saved on the last days?&lt;br /&gt;If we start repenting today, do we ever stand a chance?&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever have the strength to follow Him? Our Rabbi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woe to the world,&lt;br /&gt;where they couldn't see how small they are.&lt;br /&gt;They pursue the wrong things and guide us the wrong path.&lt;br /&gt;And they are oblivious about what's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us pray&lt;br /&gt;that we may have the strength to repent&lt;br /&gt;To die and rise again.&lt;br /&gt;To be the candle on the top of the hill&lt;br /&gt;To shine the light for many&lt;br /&gt;To be saved in the last days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-3096890247213330659?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/3096890247213330659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=3096890247213330659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/3096890247213330659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/3096890247213330659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/07/psalm-of-roger-woe-to-me-how-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-4398611337991996056</id><published>2009-06-30T16:01:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:11:04.057+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a psalm of Roger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow over head,&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed.&lt;br /&gt;I've been lost for so long&lt;br /&gt;trapped in a spot that can't seem to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into my love for Him.&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but I just cant see the sign,&lt;br /&gt;Ive been finding but I don't know where to find.&lt;br /&gt;I know its out there.&lt;br /&gt;There's something that points to Him somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking someone to shed some light.&lt;br /&gt;Not just an advice which seems not quite right&lt;br /&gt;Lord may you bring me back&lt;br /&gt;Before I lose direction in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you told me to be still, hold on and see your majesty,&lt;br /&gt;I see how small I can be.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing Your love can't do&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-4398611337991996056?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/4398611337991996056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=4398611337991996056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4398611337991996056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4398611337991996056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/06/psalm-of-roger-ive-been-living-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-1684458309051309341</id><published>2009-06-12T23:13:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:20:05.187+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today had a good 'weekly' sharing with my CCL Co-cell leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly got on to the topic of Pastor's Fuman sharing about end times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home to read the Obama's Speech. Peace-loving speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant help but wonder, what happens if we are really the chosen generation? Am I ready? Will you be ready? Will you ever renounce Him if an anti guy point a gun at you at point blank?&lt;br /&gt;I still dunno what I will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know Thyself...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-1684458309051309341?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/1684458309051309341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=1684458309051309341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1684458309051309341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1684458309051309341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-had-good-weekly-sharing-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-8504588947592669206</id><published>2009-05-08T22:00:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:03:05.314+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going through a tough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues after issues after issues.&lt;br /&gt;And on top of that, more work for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the verge of breaking, an encouraging word comes:&lt;br /&gt;'God is expanding your capacity'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ray of hope shines in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Stronger the Wind, The Stronger the Trees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-8504588947592669206?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/8504588947592669206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=8504588947592669206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/8504588947592669206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/8504588947592669206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-through-tough-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-620205542694149715</id><published>2009-05-05T09:47:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:51:05.710+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes we come to think of it, christians are still humans, still sinners, and still requires Christ forgiveness and embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently leading a christian committee to do a certain project and now we have met some major setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would Jesus do? What would Jesus do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you the truth, I dont really know, Im so lost at this point of time. Please pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-620205542694149715?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/620205542694149715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=620205542694149715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/620205542694149715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/620205542694149715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-we-come-to-think-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-6807944883145071751</id><published>2009-04-30T21:25:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:37:09.646+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day of Tribute</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of my tribute in COGS, I left the office, feeling like i left the COGS family like that. Super touched, almost wanted to tear, their love they poured on me. Really, Touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the Rev Tan and COGS staff, all came to treat me at some Dim Sum restaurant,  Really so Pai Seh, all for me, and really touched.. Likely I made each of them a unique poster, now the office got my photo everywhere. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that he has placed me here this 3 months, I learned certain things, from hardware like reformat Computer and wall Drilling, to heart ware, like visitation of old folks, injured church members, and relationship building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that God have been  Gracious in blessing our small humble Church Of the Good Shepherd ( not Great Stomach, not Glutton Sinners) . That he can really make a family from different background, I feel so close, so like home. Treasure this 3 months alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord made my mind sane so that I can face the insane world once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-6807944883145071751?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/6807944883145071751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=6807944883145071751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/6807944883145071751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/6807944883145071751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-day-of-tribute.html' title='The Last Day of Tribute'/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-6958028300697454756</id><published>2009-04-20T21:16:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:26:49.611+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love because He first loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of changing my skin for a very long time, never had the discipline, nor the time. And when I was browsing through the blog skins available, I cant help but notice this skin. So simple, yet packs such a powerful message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love because He first loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a mysterious thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will never get to understand what it is until we are into it.&lt;br /&gt;And even you do, it is still hard to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;Its more then the feeling of feeling good when the person is around. More then getting on in a relationship. more then just physical intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is being there with the person when u have to be somewhere else. Love is to hug a person who no one would. to love someone who no one would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think God first loved me.&lt;br /&gt;Because no one would love me the way he does He does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-6958028300697454756?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/6958028300697454756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=6958028300697454756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/6958028300697454756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/6958028300697454756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-all-we-love-because-he-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-7416632869514500745</id><published>2009-04-06T20:30:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:48:36.520+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and other stuff</title><content type='html'>Hello all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, its like years since i update this blog, if not for my gf nagging i doubt i would touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have adopted this habit of giving thanks to God everyday, writing down at least 3 points ( but often there are so many things to thank God for you will have more than 3) . Its a good habit, make u a happier person, and makes u feel happier when things are feeling super duper low and gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, So I thank God for us to thank him, fellow friends and brothers i highly encourage u guys to try to give thanks to little things in life. let me give u an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to thank God for today:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for,&lt;br /&gt;- Spending time with my pig pig, eat breakfast and she waited for me while i have my test&lt;br /&gt;- Passing my Final Theory Test and the first try!&lt;br /&gt;- also my Basic one at first try too&lt;br /&gt;- The rain, so that i have excuse to spend time, in serene centre so that i can go Comics MART!&lt;br /&gt;- Thank God for that nice lady from island creamery, who allow me to 'borrow' me the umbrella to shelter me home&lt;br /&gt;- thank God for time to watch TV, Ying Yang Yo, funny cartoon,&lt;br /&gt;- thank God for sleep, i fell asleep then woke up..&lt;br /&gt;- thank for my com , can do work, surf the net. enjoy and relax.&lt;br /&gt;- Thank God for star wars! I didnt noe that the republic commando novel transform its stor to imperial commando this oct! Star Wars fans watch out!!&lt;br /&gt;- thank God for my pig pig again, who always encourages me to do the right things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.. I didnt make this up, I just type along the way. So go and give thanks for things in life k! Like rain, sun, thank God for blogs! thank God for our ability to read and write, to be fed daily today, many many things, thank God for your parents, friends, lovers, sons, and daughters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.. I feel so happy now, so blessed when i count my blessings, u should try, not bluffing, have a journal for thanksgiving everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such gloomy days needs some light. We are the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt 5:14- 16: "You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden.Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-7416632869514500745?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/7416632869514500745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=7416632869514500745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/7416632869514500745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/7416632869514500745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2009/04/thanksgiving-and-other-stuff.html' title='Thanksgiving and other stuff'/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-9091918513438624540</id><published>2008-12-30T22:12:00.007+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:54:02.383+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicate to Lost souls and anonymous people</title><content type='html'>hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time i posted an entry again, the rest of my frens blogs either they grew too tired of blogging and closed their blog, or left hanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i will Survive!!! haha.. Good things always last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is to dedicate to not only to anonymous people, but also to any lost soul who is heart-brokened, pessismistic, and looking for direction in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i met this very wise man, he said: 'people often blog and complain about their daily lives, but i blog to encourage others.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly inspired by his talk, but more often then that, i always, as my faithful readers know, complain in my blog. I think it is an inevitable, hard to change bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first, we have to admit, we are full of bad habits, and we really have to humble ourselves, and believe, we as humans, will never be, perfect, thats why i as a christian says : i'm a sinner.&lt;br /&gt;For sin, means not hitting the mark, pass the standard, and the standard we adhere to, well, lets put it as 100 % first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then what else can we do? feel hopeless? accept the fact that we will never be able to reach 100%? have to settle with what we are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, our mind, body soul is being built with this longing, this thirst of being fulfilled, the joy of pursuing something so that we can reach a 100%, i.e. shopping, falling into a relationship, playing in computer games, obsession with work, studies, play. ANd more often then not, it never, NEVER ! feel the whole in our heart permanently, we never get fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once like that. never believed it until i tried, until i met Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's love? Love? is it u looking at a pretty girl with cute eyes and fall into deep trance and start thinking of hanging out with her forever? is it trying to even talk to your annoying parent who when u try to be friendly to them and u got a very hostile response back? is it something your prized posession u will never wish to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wiser man wiser then the guy i mentioned earlier defined clearly, what is love:&lt;br /&gt;'Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment there, i start to believe what anonymous people used to say : there is no love in this world.&lt;br /&gt;to a certain extent that is true. because, who in this current world, loves like the words described as love above? can imagine? Loving someone is a lifetime commitment! imagine loving a girl, all your life, even u stayed with her long enough, know all her flaws, and u start to grow tired of her, how do you continue to love her? will u not be easily angered by her? will u keep a record of wrongs? will u be patient after 50 years with her? Even the most beautiful girl in the world ( if there is any ) if u do not love the way it stated above, most proabably you will grow tired of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could there be no love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is Love, there is true geunine love, to you, to me, to everybody. each individual, love given is the same, no more, no less, and pure genuine, which doesnt even need a cert to certify that cause the cert is unworthy itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about someone, who, even u lie to him, he forgives u, u decided to say cruel jokes that deliberately hurt him, he took it and forgives again, u steal from him, he finds out, yet he let u keep it, u angry with him yet he still loves u, and not only that, but when you decided to keep all your possessions, money, time to yourself, he decided 'hey, i wanna share my money with u, i want to give u my money, my food, more clothes, my toys, my life, why? because i love you'&lt;br /&gt;and true enough, one day, u met with a life threatening incident, and he took the shot/stab/blast/nailed for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that someone is true, He is near, He can enter your life and be your loved one if u let Him. HE is God. Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never believe until i try to make friend with him, yes, ok, im a introvert to higher being, but extrovert to human beings. and i found love, true genuine love.&lt;br /&gt;try friends, try to find love the way i did. you will not regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u wish to know more, drop me a mail, im glad to tell u more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:the_one_roger@hotmail.com"&gt;the_one_roger@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-9091918513438624540?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/9091918513438624540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=9091918513438624540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/9091918513438624540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/9091918513438624540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-all-its-been-long-time-i-posted.html' title='Dedicate to Lost souls and anonymous people'/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-4697315188353623879</id><published>2008-11-03T21:08:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:20:38.121+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we spend most of the time figuring what on earth are we here for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i do.&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking so much that i have no idea why am i thinking so much for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally we solve problems, study hard, work hard, hoping that at the end of the rainbow u will  find a pot of gold, but usually we dun find that gold, we find the rainbow never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, guess what? the rainbow is running in a circle, round and round, never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we are like little hamsters in a circle toy thing, running yet not moving, working without purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i sound morbid here, thats cause im not feeling v cheery right now, especially ironic as it gets closer to my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, its just another day.. im done with hyping things up so much then face disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, the day looks darker, the sky looks more cloudy and the rain seems more irritating then pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u dun feel happy, everything turns grey somehow, and that same thing turns red or yellow when u are joyful.. Ironic meat bags we are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morbid day.. Morbid night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;things aren't as colourful without u silly...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-4697315188353623879?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/4697315188353623879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=4697315188353623879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4697315188353623879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/4697315188353623879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-spend-most-of-time-figuring-what-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-3001548043715048425</id><published>2008-10-03T20:19:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:40:21.325+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was thinking alot today, well, i guess being super busy and not enough time to even sit down and have a sigh give u such effects, makes u think when u finally have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company was actually preparing for field camp, yup, an as the platoon sergeant, i am being placed in the die already still kana arrowed category, thats why my workload weighs a ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was thinking, suddenley, cause i was eating dinner with my parents at downtown east, then get to see a lot of younglings, well, maybe they are only a few years younger then me, but i never be as carefree as them, then made me think of times when i was in JC and in sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things would have been so different, although i didnt particularly am very very happy, but i missed those times, i would have made right decisions if i had one more chance. duno la, but things would have been different, i may not become christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then thought of all my friends, they come and go, even super close and good ones, not like my girlfriend who still have close friends in contact, i hardly hear them at all. I only got one pri school friend, who i dun even noe her in primary school, Sharm thats you, then sec sch, well, Aaron and luqman, now currently MIA and duno where they are, JC, got Wens, never even see him in church, Yvonne, went to america and changed, RJ &amp;amp; WK, busy for each other, Zoey and the rest, MIA, Chin Kuan, duno, MIA, oh well, feeling depressed now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didnt make an effort to catch up with them, or maybe when they did catch up with me i just brush it off, i duno.. Maybe army makes u loose all these friends, and yet makes u treasure what matters more, my family and my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed all the happy moments i have, with the people who passed by my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-3001548043715048425?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/3001548043715048425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=3001548043715048425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/3001548043715048425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/3001548043715048425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-thinking-alot-today-well-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-1251451252888415422</id><published>2008-09-20T10:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T11:02:55.355+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally after so long again i update my blog which is fading away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life have not been fruitful and productive actually, other then some great events like the anniversary i had with my girlfriend, its the same old mundane routine. Same old struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Struggles, my youth pastor gave me a sentence for thought, he was actually convincing me to join a 6 months tribute programme. but then i was hesitating, and as though he could read my thoughts, he said, God loves people who are struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Look at Esau and Jacob, in the eyes of man, Esau fared better then Jacob. And even though Jacob sinned, fell, but he turned to God, and God loved him more, Jacob struggled and didnt let God go'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, im struggling in my life, to lead a godly one vs to lead an ordinary worldly one. and Its tiring it tored me apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fliped to the bible, and Genesis 32: 22-31, the story where Jacob wrestled, struggled with God and refuse to let him go. And God blessed him, renaming him Israel because he had struggled and overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters, perhaps many of u are like me, struggling, it always seemed impossible to be that ideal christian in our weekdays, but God loved those who keep trying to be one and never give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God love us more..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-1251451252888415422?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/1251451252888415422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=1251451252888415422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1251451252888415422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1251451252888415422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-readers-finally-after-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-8177144732627823417</id><published>2008-07-22T07:52:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:09:27.296+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long long time since i blogged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. guess most of the people would have abandoned this blog site already.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i woke up today, feeling spritual, then took my guitar out and start playing  Hosaana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,, nice song, but chords are extrememly difficuly.. haha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there are many things to thank God for, for me, i wanna thank God for my gf, and these wonderful times i have, for my leave, although v little, but i had alot of fun.. yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz wanna share something at a christian conference in Suntec,&lt;br /&gt;called Go forth misson conference..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' (Jesus) are humilatd when you are on the cross, and the most humilating thing of all, you chose us to represent you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Our God Saves'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Imagine if someone cared'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Abba, a term that civilised Jewish pple dosent use because it is too affectionate'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ran to the son, stumbles, continued running.. act of putting on the rope for the son. is act of forgiveness, and the ring, one thing that represent the authority of the father, was given to the son'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Jesus, foxes have holes, birds have nests, but He doesn't have a place to lay His head, and he chose that path, With that God gave Him the authority being a slave of slaves that Every knee Shall bow'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened to me when i was sharing some unfortunate things that happened in my family with my gf, then she told me that i'm not the only one, and when i found out that there is many pple who face the same problem with me, i was shocked, i prayed: God save this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all so lost, so blinded, so crippled, and we need help, yet we kept indulge into things that doesn't help us, even christians like me, still do indulge in such acts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said He came to heal, so that the blind could see, the lame could walk..&lt;br /&gt;And i came to understanding that, only Jesus Heals, only God saves, only my Lord, have the power to break me free.. That i am nothing, Lord you are everything.&lt;br /&gt;With that, i answered an altar call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For non-christians, if u ever felt pain, and tired of this world, like this world is rushing into doomland, that there is no longer purpose and joy, try Jesus. Open your heart, and learn who He is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christians, God has redeemed us, yet sometimes we chose to sin, chose to get imprisoned.  make a prayer, that you would be freed, you will want to please the Heart of god, because he loved you first, therefore you want to love him.. that we will boast to the Lord our God to the one whose worthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-8177144732627823417?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/8177144732627823417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=8177144732627823417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/8177144732627823417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/8177144732627823417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-long-long-time-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-3941532303007125349</id><published>2008-05-19T19:11:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:20:55.325+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly i wanna tell all of u is that please treasure ur moments u have when u are able to sit infront of the com and read this entry.. because pple like me, dun get to do this everyday, only max twice a week for the next 8 months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this verse that Job prayed.. and i am very awe by that verse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job 1:21&lt;br /&gt;Naked I came from my mother's womb,&lt;br /&gt;and naked I will depart.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away;&lt;br /&gt;may the name of the Lord be praised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always expect the Lord our God to bless and bless and bless..&lt;br /&gt;but do we still listen and praise him when He takes it all away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job does his job as God's servant by staying faithful when his poessession has taken away..&lt;br /&gt;He has shown us all that Jesus is Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we be more like Job in times of trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-3941532303007125349?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/3941532303007125349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=3941532303007125349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/3941532303007125349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/3941532303007125349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-1226025557072244465</id><published>2008-04-15T19:27:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:28:53.017+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="121"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You'll never change your life until you change your choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want something in your life to change, then you'll have to change your choices and actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is because doing the same thing will never get you different results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, what you do -- the choices you make, the way you treat people, the attitudes you have -- all impact your life. If, by your actions, you're sowing bad seeds, then you'll reap a harvest of those things. &lt;a href="http://www.christnotes.org/bible.php?q=2+Corinthians+9%3A6"&gt;2 Corinthians 9:6&lt;/a&gt; says, Remember this: Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows generously will also reap generously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, if you want to reap abundant harvests in your life, start sowing abundant seeds. That may require changing your choices; but until you change your choices, you'll never change your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;taken from christnotes.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18559244-1226025557072244465?l=the-one-roger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/feeds/1226025557072244465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18559244&amp;postID=1226025557072244465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1226025557072244465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18559244/posts/default/1226025557072244465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-roger.blogspot.com/2008/04/youll-never-change-your-life-until-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Stupid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13081021781993804325'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18559244.post-2379206571262641414</id><published>2008-03-30T19:36:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:55:02.914+07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God's Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read from some book some where saying that there is a difference between Grace and Mercy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy is didnt receiving what u deserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace is reciving what u do not deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what God's Grace is about, giving u unworthy man, a second / third/ sevety-ith chance every time we lie, covet, lust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He forgives, and forget.. literally, nv to Dig up the past of u watched porn yesterday night again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when u utterly regret what u did, he hold u in his arms saying: Its ok, u are a new guy already, dun dwell on the past, move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And u look at Him with Eyes that even a Thank You is not even enough to express how u felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace.. is to correct not to condemn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if an adulterer, repents, should the wife forgvie him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wife should, and not only that, treat him as the husband that had never commited adultery before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everyone in this world is like this, no one will be afraid of being humble and repent of their sin anymore, because that is the standard set by God above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bring u a story about Samson, that God showed great Grace to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judges 16:28 :' O Soverign Lord, Remember Me, O God, please strengthen me just once more, and let me with one blow get revenge on the philistines for my eyes '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson was blessed with great strength by God, condition, no one was suppose to cut his hair..&lt;br /&gt;He was sent to deliver israel out of the hands of the bad guys philistines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when he grew up, he fell into lust with girls, then got tricked..  by this philistine girl.. she knew his weakness and cut his hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fell.. and the baddie when to dug his eye out and chain him to a pillar in an old time disco pub of the baddie, the baddie celebrate on top as Samson, fell on his knees and made that prayer above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Gods grace and one final blow, his strength came back, and delivered israel out of the baddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful is God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets show his grace to each other today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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